Obey Kara's command and open your mouth for her cock

Paradise Breeding Farm, Rural Nowhere, at 11:21 AM on Monday, April 15th, 2024 (Day 1 of 7).

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I force my jaw open, my lips parting just as Kara's massive cockhead presses forward. The demon futa doesn't wait—she grips the back of my head with both hands and shoves, burying three thick inches into my virgin mouth in one brutal thrust.

The taste hits me immediately—salty, musky, overwhelming. My eyes water as the flared head pushes against the roof of my mouth, stretching my jaw painfully wide. I try to use my tongue, try to create suction like I did with the girls' nipples, but Kara is so thick I can barely move.

"Fuck, that's it," Kara groans, her hips rolling forward to force another inch deeper. "Take it, virgin. Get that throat ready for me."

I gag violently as she hits the back of my throat, my hands flying up instinctively to push against her muscular thighs. She doesn't budge. Instead she holds me there, her cock throbbing against my tongue as drool runs down my chin.

"Use your hands on the others," Tasha pants from beside me, pressing her knotted cock against my left cheek. "Come on, stroke us while you suck her."

I fumble blindly with my right hand, finding Tasha's shaft and wrapping my fingers around it. She's so hard, so hot, and the moment I start stroking, she whines—an actual canine whine of desperate pleasure. My left hand reaches for Selene, finding her pale cock and beginning an awkward pumping motion.

"She has no idea what she's doing," Mira observes, her voice strained. The cowgirl steps closer, her massive cock bobbing inches from my face. "She can barely handle one, let alone all four of us."

"Then we'll teach her," Kara growls, pulling back until just her tip remains between my lips before slamming forward again. This time she goes deeper, and I gag so hard my whole body convulses. Tears stream down my face as she establishes a brutal rhythm—fucking my mouth with short, sharp thrusts that make wet, obscene sounds.

My hand strokes are uncoordinated, jerky. Tasha growls in frustration and grabs my wrist, forcing me to grip tighter and pump faster. Selene does the same with my other hand, her fingers wrapping around mine to guide the motion she needs.

"This isn't working," Tasha snarls after maybe thirty seconds. "She's too inexperienced. We need to just take what we need."

Kara pulls out of my mouth with a wet pop, leaving me gasping and coughing. "Agreed," she says coldly, looking down at my tear-streaked face. "You tried, virgin. But trying isn't good enough."

Before I can respond, Kara hauls me up by my armpits and throws me forward onto the ground. I land hard on my hands and knees, the dirt biting into my palms.

"Hold her," Kara commands.

Tasha and Selene move immediately—the dog girl gripping my left wrist, the angel taking my right, pinning my arms to the ground. Mira hesitates for only a second before dropping to her knees in front of me, her guilty eyes meeting mine.

"I'm sorry," Mira whispers again. "But you're about to lose your virginity. All of them."

Daily To do list :

Morning (11:25 AM):

- Feed all 47 monster girls (automated dispensers + manual supplements for pregnant individuals) - COMPLETE

- Milk 6 pregnant girls in Milking Parlor - COMPLETE (Bessie 1.4L/$70, Amber 1.1L/$55, Celeste 1.3L/$65, Daisy 1.6L/$80, Seraphina 1.2L/$60, Kitsune 1.3L/$65)

- Drain 4 futas before satisfaction drops to red zone - FAILED (Critical threshold reached, aggressive breeding protocol activated)

Midday:

- [BEING FORCIBLY BRED BY FOUR FUTAS - VIRGINITY ABOUT TO BE TAKEN]

Daily Target: $1,500

Current Profit: $395

Profit: 395