Ophelia is serious about fucking

Her sneakers had indeed transformed into a strange mix of sneakers and heels, the laces and fabric of the sneakers weaving up her legs like a serpent, forming a pair of high-heeled boots that ended at her knees. The sound of her steps had changed, now a seductive clack that echoed through the hallways as she walked, her hips swaying with each movement.

Alex's eyes were drawn to her ass, which had grown to a size that defied belief, the cheeks now rounded and plump, the fabric of her shorts stretched so thinly over them that he could almost see the crevice between them. He felt his mouth water at the sight, his cock straining against the fabric of his shorts.

Ophelia's room was a testament to her newfound sexuality. Gone were the posters of boy bands and anime characters, replaced by porn parodies of them, showing muscular men in various states of undress, their cocks massive and erect. The bed was now adorned with silk sheets and velvet pillows, and on the nightstand, a collection of dildos and butt plugs of every size and shape glinted in the pink light.

Alex's eyes took in the scene, his heart racing as he saw the ultra-short skirts thrown over the chair, the lacy lingerie peeking out from the dresser drawers. He felt a twinge of jealousy at the sight of the posters, his own inadequacies stark in his mind.

Ophelia plopped down on the bed, her new, larger breasts bouncing with the **** of her landing. She glared at him, her eyes flashing with anger and desire. "Take out your dick," she ordered, her voice low and commanding.

Alex's hands trembled as he complied, his cock springing free, now thicker and longer than ever before. He was afraid of what she might do, but also incredibly aroused. Without another word, she leaned forward and took him into her mouth, her plumper lips stretching around his shaft. Alex watched in amazement as she began to suck, her cheeks hollowing out as she took him deeper and deeper. Her eyes never left his, and he felt like she was devouring him whole.

As she sucked, her ass grew even larger, the fabric of her shorts now riding up, revealing the tight, pink entrance to her anus. Alex couldn't help but stare, his mind racing with images of burying his cock deep inside her, feeling her tightness clench around him.

Ophelia's mouth was like a warm, wet vacuum, her tongue swirling around his shaft as she took him deeper. She moaned, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through his body. He watched in amazement as she took his entire length, her throat bulging with the effort. Her eyes watered, but she didn't stop, her cheeks hollowing out as she sucked him with a passion that was almost terrifying.

Her hand reached up, playing with her breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipples until they were rock-hard. her tits were so large now, the size of grapefruits, and the sight of her playing with them was almost too much to bear. Alex's hips began to thrust involuntarily, his body seeking more of her warm embrace.

Ophelia pulled away, her lips shiny with his precum. "Do you like that, Alex?" she asked, her voice a purr.

"Y-yes," he stuttered, his breath coming in short gasps.

"Good," she said, a smug smile playing on her lips.

Ophelia leaned back in, her mouth eager to swallow him again. Alex's hands found her hair, tangling in the soft and thick strands as he guided her back down. She took him in again, her teeth lightly scraping along the bottom of his shaft. It was a sensation that sent shivers down his spine, and he moaned in pleasure.

Her tongue danced around the head of his cock, teasing the slit before tracing the veins that ran along the underside. Alex's eyes rolled back in his head, his legs threatening to give out. The sight of her was too much to handle.

Ophelia's hand slid down to her own crotch, her fingers deftly working under her shorts. Alex watched as she began to masturbate, her eyes never leaving his. The sight of her playing with herself was almost as arousing as the blowjob she was giving him. He could see the wetness spreading through the fabric of her shorts, and he knew that she was just as turned on as he was.

Her strokes grew faster, her breath hitching in her throat as she worked herself closer to climax. She took his cock out of her mouth, her saliva coating it, and began to pump him with her hand, her grip firm and sure.