Winning!

Shout out to the one vote!

I do it for the one vote!

“Steelowyn we started this together, let’s go!”

She glows victoriously as the other two fade away. “Wise beyond your years.” The rasps in her ancient way.

Just like that I’m back to reality. Elizabeth beneath me, my finger inside of her, and a cold metal collar in my free hand.

There’s no way I’m letting this chance escape me. While she’s still drunk and moaning I take my hand out of her needy cooze and snap the collar around her neck. She gasps for a tense moment, suddenly becoming very still. There’s no doubt something interesting just happened inside of her, but the potion is too strong. Soon she’s writhing and moaning again the collar on her neck forgotten.

How anti climatic.

I can’t help but wonder if I made the right choice. Worry is as natural to me as breathing and I just thought…

Regardless of my choice, Elizabeth is spread before me here and now. I can’t tell you how much I’ve fantized about this since I first saw her on the side of the road.

I’ll say it once again, because it’s such a point of pride, but my dick is just too big to fit inside of her.

So I decide to introduce her to one of Bellown’s hidden arts.

69!

I spin around on top of her and position my long shaft at her mouth. “Suck it.” I say as I position myself to start eating out her pussy.

To my surprise she does start licking and sucking on the apple that is my cockhead. Keeping in my oral sex is a wildly deviant act in our fallen world. Yet she had an idea on how to do it. It looks like being a their and a lush aren’t her only moral failings.

So since she’s taking care of me I return the favor, and start to eat her out. She’s soaked and dripping with lust potion, so she’s quite tasty. Plus my licking as a result gets more enthusiastic. My dick pulses at the effects of the potion. I feel her lick thick globs of pre oozing up from my cock head.

I find her clit easily. It’s swollen and needy and licking it makes her produce the most wonderful shrieks.

Think of all the trouble I could have saved if I only gave her the lust potion to begin with.

I attack the nub, sucking, and licking at its engorged glory. The sweetness of the potion makes me throb, each pulse of my dick squeezing out more of my essence into her mouth.

Then slowly I start to deflate. The strength potion is wearing off, thank Bellowyn! It was honestly 50/50 shot that the change would be permanent. You don’t play around with mutations, but my luck had held. Even if it hadn’t being a muscle monster was still better than being dead.

The delightful sensation of my dick sliding into her mouth greets me, and makes up for the fatigue and pain I feel. I almost forgot about the holes in my leg and shoulder.

Still even with my shrunken cock she gags and chokes on me. Not as experienced as I thought afterall. There’s only one cure for that.

I start fucking her throat even as she squirms under me. I kiss and lick at her clit still, but now my focus is so very consumed by the retched noises she’s making.

It’s here that I think that collar might be doing some good. Surely Elizabeth should be giving me some trouble by now, right? Instead she’s taking it. How lovely.

Damn it feels good. “Taking it you fucking bitch!” All the pain and heartache this woman caused me. Trying to kill me! Finally finally finally I have her. I fuck her mouth until I cum, and do so with a roar, pumping my load into her stomach, and I don’t even get soft. I’m too roused out on lust potion for that.

Instead I pull out, flip myself around again, and slide into her warm welcoming cunt. I see her face now, mad with lust, red from the discomfort of my throat fucking, and eyes nervously unwilling to meet mine.

I grin, I might never stop fucking her, and with all the potion we’re swimming in we might not have to.