Insatiable

It was late at night. At least Cloud thought it was. He was in the lingerie undercarriage of this dress outfit. He'd been aching hard since he'd been introduced to the Don, but the Don wasn't interested in the handle. He was just interested in how Cloud's ass sucked his cock in, massaged it, tantalized it, pulled the cum out of it. And now, late at night, the fat man's large pecker was hungry for more.

"Ooooh hoo hoo," the Don cackled. "You're still ready to go, tiger. But it looks a little off somehow. A little smaller ... like you're losing some steam. Want to call it off?" Cloud flushed. That fucking chip that Hojo put in him. And worst of all, he couldn't refuse.

"No ... I want more Daddy," he whimpered.

"Oooh, bingo! A correct answer from my bride," the Don said, laughing obnoxiously. And then that big, hairy cock pressed against his entrance again, pushing into the tender sphincter, already lubed up with his own cum. And Cloud's cock leaked.

"You know, pet, if you're lucky I'll keep you around," the Don whispered in his ear, his thick tongue caressing the shell of it. "But you fuck up once, I'll whore your ass out all through the Wall Market. Twice and there's another pet I'll feed you to."

He then started rutting into Cloud, his big heavy balls slapping Cloud's smaller sac.

"Going to have to get those removed," he said, his voice thick with lust, his breath smelling of liquor and his body reeking of cheap cologne. "Fuck ...you're going to make me fucking ... cum, you cunt!"

He bellowed out, and Cloud could feel more thick seed in his ass. And then another injection of hormones into him, remaking him ... he had to run. He had to escape, before manhood was truly behind him. Just then the door opened ...

"Who's there? Hah, you bitches already lost out, but I could use you ..." the Don chortled.