You’re about to encourage her, what could possibly go wrong, right? Then you’re struck with a terrible feeling in your gut, you can’t help but hold back for a second, and that second is all it takes. Sheema blinks her eyes, and starts. “S-Sorry,” she stutters, “I don’t know what came over me there...” she wipes the saliva from her chin. She then realizes the large glob of precum on her face and head, and blushes a bright pink blush. “Do you have anything I can use to get this stuff off?”
“As a matter of fact, I do.” You smirk, as you lead her to the kitchen. You open up a cabinet and get a towel, only to turn around to her licking it off her fingers. “What are you doing?” You exclaim, “that’s disgusting. You can’t seriously be eating that stuff!”
“It’s really tasty,” she replies, “ it’s super sweet, and doesn’t taste like normal precum at all,” she blushes, “...at least from what I’ve been told it tastes like.” You look at her skeptically for a few seconds, before your curiosity gets the better of you. You run your finger across her cheek, collecting some precum on the tip of your finger, and pop it into your mouth. The flavor is amazing, and if you could forget what it actually is, you would say it tastes great. She looks at you expectantly, and when you nod your head(actually opening your mouth would have probably made you vomit) she cackles with glee, jumping up and down, and clapping her hands. You reach out to rest your hand on her shoulder and get her to calm down, but instead, she grabs your wrist and forces your open hand to cup her bra-bustingly swollen breast. “They’re bigger,” she says, looking deep into your eyes, “ can you... make them go down?” You realize what she’s asking of you, and wonder if this might be your new cock’s doing.
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