Powering through and going to work

You get up, and instinctively start getting dressed like you normally would, you put your bra on. With your bra on, you take a custom made condom out of the box and tear it open. You grab your hot, throbbing cock and roll the condom onto your bitch-breaker of a cum cannon. Not even a second after putting on the expensive condom onto your cock, it throbs again, and belches out a large spurt of clear precum. Once your cock is covered, you put your legs through your custom underwear; the made to fit your testicles perfectly by gently cupping them and transferring their heavy weight to the garment instead of your flesh bearing the weight. After that you take your red lace cock-sock and slide it over your horse sized dick. You then take your two straps, and bend your cock until it is resting on your right leg and proceed to strap your monster to your leg, keeping it in place and from freely swinging around. Finally, you then put on your black blouse, black pencil skirt, and high heels.

You grab your purse and leave your room. You pass Ali sitting in the living room watching some Rom-Com about a futa falling in love with her best friend's sister. She turns to look at you when she hears your heels coming down the hallway. "Hope you are saving your load for me for tonight!" She excitedly expresses to you.

Without thinking, you jokingly reply "Well, hope you skip dinner, because I'm packing enough cum to be a 7 course meal for two!" patting the bulge at the front of your dress as you feel your balls instantly grow even larger and heavier. You silently chastise yourself before continuing "You and your twin are going to be filled to the brim"

"OH! We will be ready, right Ari?" Ali retorts, her twin sister that materialized next to her nodding enthusiastically.

"Oh, one last thing, I want a 75% cut of the money from this ForFans video." You say

They both go still "What? Why?" Ari says.

"Because otherwise I'll bring home a cum-slut and cock-sleeve of my own to film myself demolishing and filling up with my bitch-breaker, that's why." You assert.

Ali deflates, agreeing to your demand "fine, but you have to promise to film with us again."

"No problem" you say as you open the door and walk out the apartment, closing and locking it behind you. You then walk down the hallway towards the elevator. While waiting for the elevator to arrive you hear a voice behind you

"Hey hot stuff." a masculine voice says from behind you and walking up to the other side of the elevator door. "Looking for a good time?" He asks you, leaning against the wall, looking you up and down.

"Nope, just off to work." You say, trying to ignore the dude-bro in front of you.

"Come on sweet cheeks. I can give you the ride of your life." He says, still eyeing your tits.

Caught in the moment, you sarcastically reply "Oh, just because you're a dude, you think women lust after you and want to be fucked by you?" not realizing what you said until it was too late.

"Well yeah, women always come on to me, you know how rare it is for someone like me to come onto a woman?" He retorts.

"And what makes you think I care?" you shoot back at him sarcastically "You got a dick that can put a horse to shame in your pants?" right as you say that, you see a massive bulge down his pants leg that rivals your own. You mentally start yelling at yourself for being to hot, and saying things without thinking about the consequences.

"Well babe, I put every futa to shame, and probably could put a horse to shame. Glad you noticed." He confidently rebuts. "How about a bet? Lets see whose bigger. If I'm bigger you have to blow me when I want for a week. If you win, you decide." He says

"What, do I look like a betting person to you?" You scoff at him.

"Yup, exactly like the betting kind. So what do you say?" He asks.

"Fine, but if I win, you will be my cumdump for a week, and you won't be allowed to orgasm until the week is over. Those are my terms, still think you can win?" You confidently reply to him.

"No problem, doesn't matter since I never lose." He laughs while putting his hand out to shake on the deal. You hesitantly accept the hand, and shake his hand. "My place or your place?" He asks.

"Yours, don't want my roommates involved." You say as he turns around and walks down the eastern hallway, away from your southern hallway. As you start to follow him, you hear the ding of the elevator arriving, and the doors opening.