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Chapter 8 by King Broston King Broston

Where to deal with this 'issue'

Rushing to the bathroom

Devin's feet pattered along the ground, trying to move as swiftly as he could to the nearest private area that he could find, all while also trying to not topple over from the added weight to his front half, said front half was currently bouncing up and down and making running quite a challenge.

Finally out of the corner of his eye to the right of the blacksmithing stations there was a lone standing outhouse. The throbbing was becoming more intense, he needed to hurry.

Devin's felt his pants strain and tear, he needed to get in fast, his feet sped up, faster and faster. At the final stretch Devin felt his belt stretch and pull, and audible snapping sound was heard, his right foot kicked the door open and he tumbled inside, at that moment his belt buckle shot off his belt and his pants shot down, his massive mammoth cock flopped out of his pants, finally able to breathe.

"Hnggg, fuck... My belt is totally ruined, dammit.." His hands grasped his large cock to push it down, trying to wrangle it down. Devin needed to deal with his throbbing issue, and fast. He adjusted himself to stand above the toilet, the door held closed by his heel. Devin's hands clasped around his girth, not able to encompass it at all, seeming to have grown from the last time he saw, yet again. His hands jerked up and down, tightly milking his cock into the toilet in front of him, he could feel the thick pre-cum in his cock, slowly milking it out of his cock, it less of shot out as it did slop out, so thick and cloudy some may even think that it was cum, one could hear a hollow splashing sound with every stream he pushed out, almost inaudible over the sound of his cock constantly making the lewdest sounds anyone may ever hear in their life, a steady "Splgttt" could be heard from outside the outhouse.

While minding his own business milking his cock he had unfortunately not heard the footsteps approaching the outhouse...

"Bang, bang, bang." rang the door loudly, rattling Devin's heel from the sheer impact. His heart jumped into his chest as the stranger banged on the door a second time. "Bang, bang, bang." there was a short silence before a voice was heard, "Umm you ok in there?!" came a slightly cute yet rough almost tomboyish voice.

"HNGGG- I- UNGG" came the garbled noises of Devin as he felt his thick almost sludge like cum slowly creep up his cock, blocking all the potent cum in his cock, almost unable to come out without the proper ministrations, the backed up load was corking up his entire cock, his cum compacting inside of his dick, the pressure building by the second.

"I'm coming in, tell me if I shouldn't!" came the voice again, sounding more worried than before. Promptly whoever it was started to push the door open, quite easily in fact, which was both surprising and concerning since Devin was leaning his full weight against said door, this pushing ended up toppling the unexpecting half elf frontward.

"AHGGGG!" Came the yell from the tumbling Devin, he landed awkwardly with a thump, luckily the outhouse was a bit bigger than your average one, so he didn't land face first into the pre filled toilet, instead landing on the ground slightly to the right of it, face down on the ground.

The tomboyish voice was right behind him now, "Oh my! I'm sorry I didn't know you were standing right there.... oh... fuck... what's that smell.... it smells so.. fucking.. GOOD!" she yelled the last word. Devin groaned as his squished dick didn't feel any better from the unexpected full body compression, turning on his back, he came face to face with the cute fox girl he had been ogling just a few minutes ago. his eyes met hers and he could see them beaming at his, hearts shining in her pupils, her eyes lidded and looking lustfully at him. As he scanned up and down her body he noticed that her massive wrapped and covered tits had her nipples poking through the fabric, and.. were they leaking?

Devin's mind was racing a mile a minute, the only questions was...

What to say?

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