Time to go to work.

Spreading your cheeks down on the first mattress you reach, you end your cock’s **** by lifting your new toy up by her ass until her gushing lips meet your enormous tip.

Your toy’s moaning hitches in her mouth, knowing deep in her mind that this is it. Soon all her desires will be fulfilled.

With an eagerness you haven’t felt in a while, you look deep in her eyes, and whisper, “time to fill.”

With the **** of a breeder Futa, you **** her down to take all 25 inches of your man meat, all the way until she is sitting, really writhing, on top of your swelling sperm sacks.

“Uggh,” you moan, enjoying the tightness of the sleeve around you. Your cock approves, given how your steady drizzle of pre turns into a torrent.

“OH MY GAWD!!!!” your sleeve screams. “Yes, yes, yes! Fill me up! Ruin that pussy!!! Breed me full of your baby batter!! I want to be filled to the brink!”

That’s obviously the plan you think in your ecstasy. You start lifting her up and down letting her juices and yours mix together to provide the necessary lubricant.

But that’s not the only thing they do.

As your juices mix, they immediately rush to the most important parts of a woman’s body.

As you bounce her up and down on your cock, you hum in appreciation as her boobs start filling out, budding out from a flat chest into wondrous soft and creamy pillows of feminine delight.

Soon, they start grazing your own generous bosom, and you wrap your strong arms around her back to keep her close to you, enjoying the building pressure caused by your cum bucket’s expanding chesticles.

Your mixing love juice also affects her downstairs as well. Whereas at the beginning, there wasn’t much sensual pelvic noise due to her bony structure, now those perfect slaps fill the air thanks to the ballooning, strong, thick, and flashy curves capped off by the most plump and spankable ass ever seen on a woman.

Add a little bit of puffed up lips for cock sucking seasoning...

... and gone was the sad stick of a woman, in her place writhing in ecstasy upon the pinnacle of manflesh, was a busty and horny beyond coherent hourglass of babymaking proportion.

She answered the unasked question with a hard meaty slap to both cheeks.

“Oh yes!!!” She screamed, bouncing and grinding even harder on her new totem of worship that just turned her into the perfect object of desire.

Even her voice was enhanced to be more alluring, more throat cradling, prime to take in say 25-in of prime meat.

“Oh fuck! Fuck me! Make me grow! More and more!” She screamed, cupping her still growing tits, shoving her thick veiny tongue in your mouth, smashing her billowing ass up and down on your love tool, clenching it harder and harder as it bulged and bulged on her still tight stomach.

Of course, so lost in her ecstasy and lust for her body, did she fail to account for the swelling of the fleshy balls attached to the meat-stick, the increase twitching of said meat-stick, nor the building groaning of the goddesses which shaped her.

Until eventually...