My Chest

I notice my chest is feeling tighter. Its unbearable actually. I remove myself from the man begrudgingly, and peel off my shirt.

The breasts that fall out of it are the size of small beach balls, and my nipples are leaking milk. The man’s jaw drops.

“Wow, you didn’t tell me you were with child. That explains it I guess.”

I giggle awkwardly. “Y-yep! That’s what it is…”

“So even though you’re starting a family, you’re out here meeting up with guys?”

I scowl at him.

“Shut the fuck up.” I say firmly, as I take hold of his cock with both hands and stroke it.

He grins, but doesn’t say anything else. Soon I am slobbering on his shaft once more. He stares at my tits and bites his lip.

Soon enough he puts a hand on my head and grunts, and my mouth is flooded with thick semen. The flavor and the feeling of it entering my freakishly sensitive mouth cause my body to quake. It definitely feels like an orgasm, originating from my mouth somehow. Even though it was so hard to achieve before with my actual sexual organs.

I swallow his massive load, taking three gulps. He lies back on the bed, panting. I stand up and sit on the bed, leaving a slippery trail behind me. I am far from satisfied. I absentmindedly rub my clit and knead one of my engorged breasts.

Soon enough, he has become erect once more. His hands guide me to lay back on the bed and spread my legs, which I eagerly allow. He starts to kiss my thighs.

“Jesus. You want it really bad huh? Your legs are soaked.”

I look away from his face.

“And your pussy is all red and puffy. You must have rubbed yourself raw. Does cheating on that guy turn you on this much?”

“Shut up and get to it.” I snap.

He just grins again, and starts to gently slide his tongue over my slit. It barely takes anything to put me near the edge, but like before I just can’t seem to get over. After a few minutes of eating me out, I look back down at him.

His eyes are glazed over. His face is droopy and absent. He just keeps licking my pussy and sucking up all the juices that seep out.

When he finally stands, his cock is painfully hard, and much bigger than before. I can see veins popping out all over. His balls look like grapefruits now, stretching his scrotum. The whole beast is visibly pulsing and twitching.

Once upon a time I would find it grotesque. I have never been more aroused. I spread my legs wide, paying no mind to his lack of expression.

“Come on. Fuck me.” I command.

He gets into position. The moment he grabs my legs I can feel my belly growing hot and tingly. It feels like my entire body is buzzing. My cunt, my lips, my thighs, my mouth, my breasts, my butt… every part of me is so sensitive and inflamed that my ears are ringing.

With a brutal and mindless gesture, he thrusts his cock fully inside me. Its so large it makes a visible bulge in my belly. I cum instantly, letting sticky juices explode all over him. It hangs off of his skin like cobwebs. He doesn’t even react.

He doesn’t stop of course. He mercilessly jackhammers his hips, and grips my supple legs tightly. After a while, the whole experience starts to feel like one long orgasm.

I don’t notice my horns impaling the puny cap, and neither does he. Nor do we notice my irises becoming red, and my scleras black.

We don’t notice my breasts growing so big I wouldn’t even be able to leave the bed, nor the milk leaking from them and mixing with the sweat and slippery juices that are all around us.

He definitely notices my cunt squeezing him like a vice, so hard he couldn’t remove his dick from it even if he wanted to.

And I can’t help but notice the glowing glyph that appears on my skin, right above my womb, just as we both approach a final crescendo.

When he cums, his eyes water from the intensity of it. His engorged balls shrivel up more with each thick rope. His whole body shudders more than two dozen times, each one marking a truly massive deluge of unbelievably thick spunk. With his shaft sealing up my tight hole, my belly must distend to contain his prolific load.

In that moment, I felt so sensitive that I would swear to god I could feel the individual sperm swimming in my throbbing canal. Each time some of them find their way up into the womb, it sends another wave of orgasmic pleasure through my body. And when they begin to penetrate my eggs, I had the most violent orgasm yet.

It must have turned my brain to mush, because from that point on, I rarely questioned the bizarre state of my body.

For nearly an hour we both lay their, bodies still connected, unmoving.