Romulus satisfies Maria

Maria gasped letting out all the tension as she felt Romulus's cock press into her pussy, her brain exploding with sudden bliss, the tension of the hungry needy heat that had been consuming her was suddenly trivial compared to the soft heat of Romulus's cock inside her.

Still her hips bucked back onto his cock, eager for more pleasure as her body rocked, her fingers gripped tightly against her bed. Romulus quickly took charge, grabbing her shoulders and beginning to fuck her fast and hard, each thrust **** the breath from her lungs in long needy gasps, each twitch and movement set new fires burning within her, pleasure rushed into her brain. She was lost in her fantasy waiting for his cock to fill her to the brim with thick minotaur cum. It shouldn't sound so good. It wasn't one of her kinks, or it hadn't been before she got here. Maybe it was the big bull man and his stupid oversized cock, maybe it was this weird new world, maybe it was something in the food, or maybe this was just the silly artificial heat consuming her. No matter the cause it was all she could think about.

She was yelling into her pillow, words flowing from deep within her without asking the permission of her mind, "Fuck me! Breed me! Get me pregnant with your big stupid minotaur cock!"

She felt a hand grasp her hair, pulling back roughly as he thrust in and out of her, fuck she was horny. She felt herself cum the moment he pulled her hair, she hadn't known about that kink either. Still the lust was burning through her. She heard echoes of her own voice speaking again, words she couldn't actually think to say, and then she felt Romulus thrust deeper and harder, had she asked for that? A sudden warmth filled her, twitching and shifting, his movement momentarily paused, she felt another burst of brain shattering pleasure role over her, he'd cum in her, she was going to be pregnant.

Her thoughts only grew fuzzier from then on, as she slipped into unconsciousness.

She woke to water being **** past her lips, and Romulus's hands on her thighs. The horniness was still present. "I'm pregnant?"

She said it with slurred speech, and barely an understanding of what she was saying, it was important she was pregnant, probably.

Romulus laughed a little, "Probably."

She felt a warm bliss flow through her, before she fingered at her pussy, "Still horny though?"

Still her speech was slurred and confused, she wasn't sure what was happening, she shouldn't be horny if she were pregnant right? That's what they said? As soon as she was pregnant she wouldn't be horny? So she needed him to fuck her again to make sure? That made sense right? That was just logical, getting fucked again and again until she was absolutely sure she was pregnant? Just to end the heat right.

"Fuck me again."

It was the first clear statement she'd made, the first strong words to pass her lips since she'd woken up. Perhaps the first fully understood statement she'd made all morning.

Romulus grinned at her, before pushing her back onto her bed, "Happy to."

His cock plunged directly into her pussy, filling her once more with pleasure. She fucked Romulus three more times before the day ended, and she awoke the next morning feeling certain her efforts hadn't been in vain. The intense lust of the artificial heat had faded away leaving her with only the simmering lust that had previously consumed her, and a headache, probably due to dehydration.

Wynne happily fed her a large breakfast, reminding her it'd be necessary for the babies. God that made Maria feel weirdly tingly. And Romulus gave her a big smile. She was still working, she insisted on still working, at least for now, but there was a look between Romulus and Wynne, a knowing that she shouldn't be working or that she'd give up on it eventually, once her situation fully sunk in.

In all truth Maria rubbed herself that night to the thought of Romulus impregnating her, even though her fingers felt small and feeble compared to the virile cock that had filled her the day before.

Maria managed to maintain some pride in the fact that she didn't hook up with Romulus again until the next week, after the slow mounting lust of this world caught up with her again, and her lonely aching pussy left her with great enough need. It was less time after that, about half a week, and then two days, and finally less than one. At some point she'd ended up sharing his bedroom, his bedroom that smelled of him, and slowly, of her.

She did stop working (at least doing the work she used to do) only a month and a half into her pregnancy. It felt better in the house, making food for Romulus and Wynne, cleaning up. Wynne and Romulus managed their old duties between them.

When she finally gave birth to her twins (thank god it was only twins), she was happy to have gotten through it. To be able to return to proper work. She stopped having sex with Romulus she'd liked it, loved it, she spent every night thinking about it, but she couldn't be pregnant again. She couldn't go through it again, even though her pussy desperately begged her to, even though her tits were already even more swollen with milk and her hips were wide from motherhood. Even though she loved her twins, she couldn't be pregnant again. That was what she whispered to herself every night when her fingers weren't enough, when she considered sneaking back into Romulus's room, like she did sometimes during the day just to smell him. It was unfair to him as well she knew. She'd stopped relieving his needs the moment she wasn't pregnant. Maybe she should give him a blow job?

She liked that idea. She could still relieve him, still help him with his own lusts, she just wouldn't be dealing with her own. Of course it'd only be a blowjob, she could finger herself while doing it, she could tuck her fingers under her dress to her pussy and finger bang herself till she was moaning, even if it wouldn't get her quite far enough. She wouldn't fuck him, no, definitely not.

That was why she was on her knees sucking his cock that afternoon a little less than a year since she'd first arrived in Lustvale, mouth wrapped around his cock, in a pretty little summer dress that was a bit too short with a bit too much cleavage (especially with her swollen udders). She didn't cum when he did, when his sweet thick baby batter slid down her throat and caked her face, and she could smell every bit of him and could remember how good he felt, and continued grunting and thrusting her fingers lost in the thought of him, until he lifted her from the floor, "Do you want me to get you pregnant again?"

He asked it with a sort of gentleness, she said yes without thinking, her entire mind lost in his scent and in her neediness, and in memories of his cock. That was a full year after she arrived she was pregnant again and a full time resident in Romulus's room, spending every night getting fucked by him, making his food, and fitting quite nicely into her role as his housewife. Wynne was quite happy about it too, she said she could get another worker now that she didn't need to pay Maria, that she'd get one next time she was at the market, and that as always Maria was free to come too, of course she didn't have any money, none that Romulus didn't give her anyway, so she usually didn't go, but she might, she was considering it, after all it was always good to welcome a new member to the family.