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Chapter 5 by LaemonDaemon

What did you read on the label?

Taurus Serum

  • XXL horsecock
  • hairy and muscular body
  • aggressive/possesive behavior
  • ATTENTION! use only on trained bottoms, improper use may lead to: internal bleeding, laceration, permanent damage and/or asphyxiation

Full of terror, you lift your gaze again, Kim is looking at you with an evil smile;

"What!? You thought the good stuff was for you? Ah! Buckle up bitch, this big fella is almost ready" she grabs the growing monster between her legs and starts stroking back and forth. "And it's got a craving for boy pussy"

You recoil in horror, falling from the seat and crawling backwards until your back hits the wall. There is no escape from this. You can't avoid looking at her cock, still growing, the foreskin now stretched thin to accomodate a pecker the size of your forearm. Just when you think it has stopped growing, the head, now red and swollen, folds outward and sprouts in a crimson shaft which dangles below her knees.

You are utterly paralized by terror, your gut wrenching, as you try to look away from that weapon of ass distruction, managing only to raise your gaze to Her, Kim, your sadistic kidnapper.

While being so focused on her swelling cum cannon, you failed to notice she has undergone an equally disturbing mutation:

Kim's body now looks like a greek sculptor chiseled it out of a single piece of marble; while not overly big, her muscles are now toned and defined like an olimpic athlete's. Her breasts, now an abundant C cup, look more like pecs, as she flexes them while groping herself, revealing at the same time the thick tufts of hair under the armpits, and even the base of her cock now sports a wild sandy blonde mane.

She closes in on you, her Beast swinging freely at every step, and starts snickering, as she takes it with two hands and points the tip, wet with precum, straight at your face;

"Say hello to my bitch, big boy"

You want to duck out of the way, run and find cover somewhere in this messy warehouse, but your body barely listens to you; with every breath feeling shorter than the last, you manage to muster enough willpower to turn your head away from her, but nothing more.

She presses the big flat head of her horse cock to your cheek and starts to rub it all over your face, leaving a snail trail of semen all over it.

"Open your mouth, slut."

her voice now carries a deeper tone, as she looks at you with a dead serious stare.

What do you want to do?

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