You freeze in place

He moves with terrifying speed. Lunging towards you in one swaft movement, and clamping a hand over your mouth, and another around your wrist.

You struggle wildly, but it's no use. You're stuck. He slams your back against the wall, rattling furniture. With practiced movements, he pulls a glowing pink bottle from his belt, the one from your store, yanks the cork out with his teeth, and forces it against your lips.

“Drink.”

You try to turn your head, but he pinches your nose shut. The moment you gasp for air, he tilts the vial and pours the thick, sweet lust potion straight down your throat.

You **** and swallow. The potion burns as it slides into your stomach.

He doesn’t stop at one.

He forces a second potion into your mouth, then a third, making you gulp them down while keeping you pinned. The effect is fast. A raging fire burns within. Your nipples harden, your pussy grows slick, and your body wants to be filled, to have something inside it right now.

The man finally releases your mouth, grinning as he watches your flushed face and trembling thighs. Then, after a moment of waiting, he pulls down your skirt, and takes you right then and there. Shoving his thick cock into your pussy.

His hips slam against your ass. The sound of wet movement echoes in the store.

“So, this is what you feel like...” He pounds deeper with every thrust. “You feel great... Yes.” He groans. “I think I'm gonna fill you with my seed, and hope it takes.” His thrusts grow even faster. Even more aggressive. “I could do this every night. Imagine it… me coming home to you every day. You’d be my pretty little wife. I’d fuck you like this every night… filling you up each and every time.”

He's lost in a world of his own making. A fantasy. He grips your hips tighter, and slams in deep, groaning. The man cums. Flooding your womb with thick, hot ropes of cum. He keeps grinding into you, making sure every drop stays buried deep. You feel him twitch. Feel him move. Panting, he finally pulls out after a good minute, and you feel his seed roll down your warm thighs.

The thought upsets you. But the thought enthrals you all the same, the thought of your walls painted with cum, as a legion of seed rushes in to fill your womb with life.

Still horny. Still left in a daze, you fall to the ground, watching as he leaves the shop to go who knows where.