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Chapter 29 by CilanEamber CilanEamber

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Sam is Eager

Danny recoiled against the passenger door, her stomach twisting as her stepbrother’s hand moved with practiced confidence. The dim dashboard lights cast sharp shadows across his smirk, his fingers curling possessively around his cock, thick, already half-hard, she stared at it, but it did nothing for her. Not because she used to be a guy, but because all she could think of was the huge black cocks she'd been attached to not so long ago, his just looked... small now. She shook this thought away.

Sam leaned forward between the seats, to get a better look “Mmm… someone’s eager,” she purred, her tongue darting out to wet her lips as she eyed the twitching length in his grip, "But that thing is pathetic!" she laughed.

Sam’s laughter curled through the cramped interior of the car, rich with mocking amusement as her nails tapped against the headrest. “It needs to be at least double the length,” she kept laughing, her voice dripping with honeyed condescension, “or you might as well be jerking off a pencil.”

Danny’s stepbrother’s smirk faltered, his fingers tightening around his cock in a way that made the veins stand out angrily under his skin. The dashboard lights flickered as he shifted, casting jagged shadows across the sweat-slick ridge of his knuckles.

"The fuck Sam, YOU WERE A GUY, you shouldn't even be thinking about dicks!" Danny shouted, trying to ignore her own feelings, as pressed her knees together, the ghost of Aaron’s grip still burning, her pulse fluttering traitorously at the memory.

Sam’s fingers hooked under the hem of her shirt, her smirk widening as fabric slid up and her 2 big breasts dropped out, much to Danny's step brothers delight. “Still think I was a guy?” she taunted, arching her back to emphasize their weight in her palms.

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Danny’s stepbrother whistled, his grip slackening around his cock, eyes locked on the show Danny was giving.

Danny’s stepbrother growled, his free hand fumbling between the seats for the notepad still glowing faintly with leftover magic. His fingers smeared sweat across the leather binding as he flipped it open, the pen scratching violently against paper.

"Make my cock twice as thick, no, three times, and so long it’ll make them scream."

The air in the car thickened, ozone sharp against Danny’s tongue as the notepad’s magic pulsed. Her stepbrother gasped, his hips bucking off the seat as his cock twisted, flesh surging outward in grotesque waves.

Sam’s breath caught as his cock swelled obscenely, veins bulging like ropes beneath skin stretched taut. Danny’s nails dug into her thighs, her mouth falling open as it kept growing thickening. Her stepbrother groaned, his hips jerking as the last of the magic pulsed through him, leaving his cock twitching against his stomach, monstrous and glistening.

Sam exhaled sharply, her fingers hovering just above the throbbing length. “Fuck, now that's a cock” she whispered, her voice shaky with want.

Danny’s breath came in short, sharp bursts as she watched Sam’s fingers reached dangerously close to her stepbrother’s newly transformed massive cock. The air inside the car was thick with musk and magic, the leather seats creaking under shifting weight.

"Sam, stop, you were a guy just yesterday!" Danny choked out, her voice strained, all she could do was stare at the beast in her step brothers lap. She reached out, gripping Sam’s wrist, but Sam just smirked, her pupils blown wide with arousal.

"Was I?" Sam murmured, her free hand cupping one of her own heavy breasts, thumb brushing over the nipple. "Feels like I’ve always been like this. And this, want's THAT!" She eyed towards the beast nearby.

Sam’s fingers closed around Danny’s stepbrother’s thick hard cock, he gasped as her soft hand gripped it. Danny’s breath hitched, her own thighs clenched reflexively at the sight, even as her mind recoiled.

Sam’s fingers tightened around his throbbing length, her thumb smearing precum in slow, filthy circles. The scent of musk and leather filled the car as she leaned closer, her breath hot against his ear. "Still think I was a guy?" she taunted, her other hand holding up one of her beautful breasts.

Danny’s stepbrother groaned, his hips jerking off the seat, the car rocking with every ragged thrust into Sam’s grip.

Sam’s lips curled into a wicked grin as her fingers squeezed the monstrous length, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. "Fuck, look at this thing,thick as my wrist and still getting harder," she purred, her thumb smearing another bead of precum down the pulsing vein. "Imagine it splitting me open, stretching my tight little pussy until I scream."

Danny’s stepbrother groaned, his hips bucking as Sam’s nails lightly scraped his swollen tip. "Yeah? You think you could even take it?" he gritted out, his voice rough with lust.

"I took those big black ones!" Sam exclaimed, "I can take this."

Danny was feeling weird watching this unfold, watching her friend whore herelf out, to her step brother. Her hand shot out, gripping Sam’s shoulder hard enough to bruise. “Stop!” she hissed, voice cracking.

Sam’s fingers froze, slick with precum, her breath coming in ragged little gasps. She turned slowly, eyes glazed with lust but sharpening at the edges with irritation. “What?” she snapped, the word dripping with venom, "You don't want this, so let me take care of it!"

Danny was furious, letting go, she jumped out of the car, she knew she couldn't stop this, she needed air. As she got out, Sam climbed into the front,

"Come on big boy, I wanna take this thing for a ride."

The words made Danny feel a little dizzy... but she also couldn't help but imagine what that felt like.

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