Yes, let Breedall take over

Kent was still unsure how this would work, but he just closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He felt as though he was floating. He wasn’t sinking, as though he was being suppressed though, like in Get Out's the Sunken Place, but floating aside as he felt Breedall take over.

Breedall chuckled. “I’m sure he doesn’t have a cock like this though.” He stroked his massive cock, making it grow into monstrous proportions. Sigrid blushed, looking around flustered. “Alvor and I, we got a daughter, Little Dorthe.”

“Sure, but does he treat you right?” Breedall asked, seeing her answer in her face before she could say anything. “Why don’t I show you what a Bosmer cock could do?” Breedall’s massive dick hardened even more, Sigrid’s enormous tits the cause. Sigrid let out a small gasp, becoming entranced by the still growing elf dick in front of her. As Breedall’s dick finished, it pulsed, causing Sigrid to gasp again.

“Shor’s crown!” Sigrid exclaimed feeling her own slit become wet. “I guess there are things ladies like us are supposed to enjoy.” She gave a smile as she looked back toward the forge, where Alvor was hard at work smithing. Without a word, she grabbed Breedall’s wrist and pulled him toward the side of her house, away from Alvor’s eyesight. She turned toward Breedall, pulling down here apron dress. Her twin globes showing that her nipples were hard as diamonds. As she pulled down her undershirt, the full weight of her tits were on display, jiggling as she breathed a sigh of relief from their freedom. Breedall decided to help her the rest of the way, pulling down her dress and shirt. He could see her pussy dripping, readying herself for the monster she was about to take.

As much as Breedall wanted to watch those tits shake, he turned her around and pressed her face against the wall. He stroked his cock, never getting soft, but readying it for the plunge. He pressed the head against her folds, pulsing feeling her juices coat his dick. Sigrid let out a quivering sigh. “By the Nine, just stick it inside me already!” Sigrid pleaded. Breedall grinned, fine with giving her what she wanted. He slid into her with ease, the wetness being the best lubricant. He could feel her tightness around his cock, enjoying the feeling of stretching her out.

Sigrid let out several moans. She tried to keep quiet, since Alvor wasn’t really too far away, but the massive Bosmer cock stretching her out made it difficult to keep that quiet. “Ysmir’s beard, you’re fucking huge!” Sigrid exclaimed as Breedall picked up the pace. Her tits swinging wildly, threating to smack Sigrid in the chin if she wasn’t careful.

“By Oblivion, I did not know Bosmer cocks were so big,” Sigrid swooned, “I thought they were the smallest in all of Tamriel.

For a moment, Kent tapped back in. He did not like that comment, since it tied into his real world struggles of finding a girlfriend due to him being Asian. As though Breedall could feel Kent’s frustration, he started to pound harder. “Maybe having some Bosmer kids of your own will educate you.” Breedall started to up his pace, feeling a wave of his own cum build up inside him. Sigrid finally let out a full scream, feeling his dick get impossibly harder and bigger inside her as she knew what was coming, but not how much. Breedall sank his fingers into Sigrid’s wide hips as he upped his pace, feeling his orgasm coming up. Sigrid seized up as Breedall released his pent up seed into her womb. The torrent of sperm sprayed inside her womb, filling it up in no time. “Oh Nines, I’m so full.” Sigrid moaned, orgasming herself. Breedall said nothing, but continued to spray inside her. “What, what are you doing?” Sigrid questioned, feeling her womb expand with more cum than was supposedly possible. “By Ysmir, Mara, Dibella, it’s too much!” she tried to protest, but Breedall continued to cum, her womb expanding out until she seemed to be fully pregnant with multiple children.

Finally, Breedall felt himself become empty, for now. He pulled out of Sigrid and allowed her to slide down to the floor, her face buried into the wall as her ass an overflowing slit faced up, the river of cum splattering the floor.

Breedall breathed heavily as Kent retook control. He had felt every bit of that. “Fuck, did I choose some hot mods.” He said to himself. He looked down as his soft, but still enormous cock as it dripped the last remnants of the current encounter. Kent had to think, could he just continue like this, or should he try to find something to cover himself up with and get cleaned?

{Author's Note: Sorry about the quality of the gifs. I thought I had found a workaround with imgur, but as many of you probably know, it's weird. Still, I hope you enjoy the story, and I will try to update.}