She want's to take him home. But first...

You fell to your knees, your insides continuing to purge the thick, creamy fluid that had invaded your bowels, the contents spilling out onto the shower floor in to the rhythm of a methodical glug glug glug. You looked up to glimpse the tool of your violation, and you once again find yourself in awe; your jaw slacks and eyes droop dreamily from the bliss you had just received.

Before you, Maria stands in her post-coital glory. Her member droops prominently before you and your eyes begin to cross. The day of continual violation had left your defenses crumbled and internal inhibitions decimated, yet you had still managed to hang onto some resistance — some sense of decency that tied you to your past beliefs. Even this was shattered as you knelt and beheld the glory, the pure sexual prowess and overpowering domination that was Maria's cock.

The glans on her cumrod's thick, glistening head flared prominently, partially covered by a thick layer of foreskin. The tanned, dark shaft was meaty and thick as a beer can, stretching over a foot in length in it's post-coital, semi-erect state. It's sheer weight seemed to pull Maria's sex towards your quivering lips as you knelt beneath it's shadow, yet simultaneously her growing arousal at the sight of your defenseless, lustful figure caused blood to course strongly through the shaft, jerking it violently upwards as if it were an anaconda preparing to devour its victim. The veins pulsed strongly, bulging out of her cum canon slick with the remnants of her prodigious seminal output. To your current mind, the sight of this magnificent specimen encouraged an almost religious fervor. At the base of her cock was a thick bush of dark hair, plastered with thick cum. Your eyes dropped down and your mind continued to melt. Between Maria's legs, her two massive testicles swung prominently, having amazingly swelled to the size of cantaloupes in their arousal. Despite having just emptied their burden by painting your insides with their thick, heavy nut-butter, they still bulged and swelled prominently. One could only imagine the vast quantities of semen churning within Maria's cum factories.

Maria grinned as she looked down upon your broken form. She could tell she had won you and know had the right to claim her prize. Imagining a future having such a cute little white boy service her Latina bitch-breaker everyday caused her heavy balls to churn and clench. At the same time, carnal desires churned within the Freudian recesses of your repressed mind, mixed with sheer awe in the sight of something so glorious. You knew in your heart that this cock, this phallus of godly proportions, presented before you as the true embodiment of that ancient and archetypal symbol of fertility and masculinity, was to become an object of of your worship, as was the woman who owned it. Lush, chesty, with long, silky dark hair, voluptuous hips, a prominent ass and large, heavy breasts—the archetypal symbol of feminine fertility. The contrast between these two extremes—the hyper-feminine figure and her hyper-masculine tool—only served to further emphasize their respective properties. All of this information flooded your head, and your dazed mind, driven by a long deprived lust and a desire to be dominated, came to it's conclusion: Maria was a goddess. A perfect woman. A futanari.

Your snapped back to the present at the sound of her sultry voice. "Well papi," she cooed. "You really know how to show a chica a good time. I've been sooooo frustrated recently. Janitorial work is no joke, you know? I get the worst shifts, and when I get home it's always too crowded with my sisters and my mom..." This fixated your attention. Not only one, but the possibility of a whole pantheon in need of worship. You mind swirled.

"I'm sorry I was so aggressive papi," Maria continued. "It's been a while since I've had the time to release. Little Maria is so backed up I was starting to worry. I need to relieve the girls fairly often or else it can get a little dangerous and definitely very messy." You began to fantasize about all the possible ways you might receive her pent up loads, but what she said next stopped your mind in it's tracks. "It's a shame, papi. I meant what I said about wanting to keep you, but I can't just sweep you away and take you all for myself. It'd be wrong..."

Of course, Maria knew that she could and would take whatever she liked, and she certainly liked what she saw in the quivering, submissive little boy-bitch fixating his gaze on her cock. She knew she had him, too. He would go willingly with her, but she needed to know the degree to his devotion.

"I guess one time will have to do you. You were a good fuck, papi. I just hope you're not too hurt. I'll go finish the rest of my shift and come back later. You can get cleaned up and leave while I'm gone. Maybe take the day off. You've had enough action."

Without her true intentions clear, all you could see was your fantasies crumbling around you. Maria had awakened within you a burning desire that couldn't be extinguished so simply. You needed her. You needed her cock. You needed her cum. You needed to be hers.

As Maria gathered herself and began to walk out of the showers, a soft cry rang out behind her. She smiled. "W-wait..." you whimpered, tears springing from your eyes and lips quivering with desperation. "Please... don't go. I want to be yours. I want to go home with you..."

Maria wasn't satisfied. She needed Doug to express everything, and so far he was still holding himself in. So she pressed him further.

"No papi. I don't think you do. I told you, I'm always really stressed out and I get pent up and aggressive pretty easily. Not to mention I lie with my family. We tend to share things, if you know what I mean. I don't think you understand what you'd be in for."

You broke down. Your Id takes over and you begin to spout your true desires in language you never knew you had in you. "I know what need! I need to worship you! I need your cock! I want to clean it with my mouth and fill my nose with it's scent so that it's all I can smell for the whole day! I want to reek like your musk and smegma and cum! I want you to pound me full to the brim with your thick baby-batter from both ends. I want to drink your loads! I want you to make me look pregnant everyday! I want you to use me as a cum toy and as I grovel at your feet and beg for more. I want you to fuck me until I pass out from sheer ecstasy. And I want to do all of that with every person in your family as well! In you I found a goddess, and I want to worship at your cum-soaked alter! Your cock is all I can think about, and I want to pleasure it, to be used by it for your enjoyment! Please, I'm begging you! Let me be your obedient cock slut!"