No, and Sara catches him with her phone

Sara stops drying off for a second as her upgraded brainpower makes an obvious conclusion. Her boyfriend had shot two creamy, thick, cunt busting massive loads of baby batter in her. Despite her best efforts she could still feel some cum deep in her. And she did not take any birth control. With how much he had cum, Josh had most definately put a bun in her oven. A panic washed through her, she was not ready to be a mother.

As josh studies the app on Sara’s phone he hears a quick yelp in shock from the bathroom. His head picks up, “Sara are you ok?” He begins to get up off the couch only to stop when the bathroom door slams open. The curvaceous redhead tears ass out of the bathroom and runs full sprint down the hall to the living room. Her face covered in panic and her body in nothing. “JOSH WHERE THE HELL IS MY PHONE!” She bellows as she charges into the room, her head swinging back and forth as she scans the room for her precious phone. The mane of curly red hair flows with her panicked movements and her luscious body seems to not be able to get out of its own way as she checks the table and kitchen counter, bouncing and jiggling wildly in her frantic search.

Josh could only stare in shock at Sara. Why did she need her phone so badly? The movement of her body was also immensely distracting to the airheaded boy. He gained his senses after adjusting his body in response to his growing man meat. Sara was rifling through cabinets in the kitchenette out of desperation now. “Josh help me look! I really need it right now!” Josh was now regretting picking it up as he obeyed her command. “Sara I have it.” The tall redhead shipped around to see her beloved himbo twink holding her phone up. Relief swept through her for a second until she noticed the open ‘Rules of the World’ app.

Sara's mind reeled in new panic at the situation. Her little himbo boytoy could have ruined not just her fetish fun, but the whole goddamn world if he changed anything. Both of them had a standoff. Josh was just confused at his girlfriend's behavior. She was losing her mind looking for her phone while naked and still a bit wet from her bath. They had just cleaned the the entire apartment and she was already making a mess. Josh could not be angry with Sara, but he could voice his displeasure. "Sara you're getting water everywhmmmmphhhh?" As he spoke the huge girl crossed the gap between them and covered Josh's mouth. Sara had **** in her mind. He could have made it so she was **** to do whatever he said. With one had firmly over her confused boyfriends mouth she picked him up with the other and threw him onto the couch.

Josh landed on his back and barely got an 'Oof' out before Sara was upon him again. She needed both of her hands free. So she muffled her boyfriend with her expansive and plush posterior. One hand snatched her phone from his and the other grabbed his balls through his gym shorts and gave them a firm squeeze. She needed to be in total control right now with every card in her hand. She could hear Josh's muffled and pained groan at her vice grip down below her soft cheeks. "Did you change anything?" She barked and lifted her fat ass from his face. Josh gasped for air, "No I di-" and was cut short by Sara's butt coming back down upon him. His protests were nothing to huge ass engulfing his face. She ground her butt into him, enjoying how it felt to sit on Josh's face.

She scanned through the app looking for anything new. "Don't lie to me what did you do?!" Her ass went up, "I didn't touch anyth-" and went back down. Sara was furious at Josh, thinking about new ways to punish him for lying to her. "I'll teach you to never fuck with me again!" She shifted all her weight onto her ass, and Josh's head as her anger got the best of her. Josh futilely let out muffled pleas, kicked his legs, and slapped at her ass and thighs as he was being crushed and suffocated. Her butt jiggled with every impotent slap. Dark glee crept though Sara as his protests began to stop.

Sara finally found the recently change rules just as Josh could only twitch beneath her. All the new rules were the ones he made. None made her his **** or anything malicious. Guilt washed through her as she realized she was hurting him for no reason. Sara lifted her plush bottom off her boyfriend and looked back underneath to his face. "Baby I'm so sorry, l-" Sara's blood ran cold. Josh was not moving nor was he breathing. For a third time tonight Sara entered a state of absolute panic.

"Oh no nononono god please no." She flipped around on the couch to be face to face with Josh. Tears welled up in her eyes as she beged for him to stay with her. She shook him a few times and slapped him. Nothing. "I swear I'll make it up to you just please wake up." Sara began CPR on Josh's diminutive form. Compression, breath, compressions, breath. All the while begging him to stay and promising to make it up to him. Tears fell from her face all over his.

On the third breath, Josh coughed and sputtered back into Sara's mouth. He breathed deeply and coughed as Sara tried to give him space while still looming over him. "I'm so sorry, I'm sorry, I'll never do that again, I'm so sorry." She sobbed and begged for forgiveness as her boytoy gained his breath and bearings. Josh looked up at her messy crying face and was just thankful to see her again. He grabbed her face and pulled her into a kiss. She was surprised at first and then melted into the kiss. She broke off after a moment. "Lets just have a quiet evening and then I'll do anything you want, ok?" Josh blushed at the anything you want part. "Ok."