Claudia, Smitten+ Verison

In the heart of a forgotten neighborhood, an old, well-maintained house stood painted in the darkest shade of black. The air was thick with the scent of incense, a potent aroma that seemed to cling to the very walls of the building. Frank, a man of average looks and intelligence, pulled up in his old car, his heart pounding with a mix of anticipation and apprehension. His brown eyes scanned the house, his mind filled with thoughts of the woman who awaited him inside.

Frank was no ordinary man. He was blessed, or perhaps cursed, with an enormous cock and balls, a fact that had brought him both trouble and opportunity. His profession as a gigolo was a testament to this. Today, he was here to assist Claudia, a beautiful, curvy woman with a penchant for the mystical and the macabre.

Claudia, a Wiccan, was a sight to behold. Her pale skin was adorned with mystical tattoos that seemed to dance in the dim light. She was dressed in a complex Goth outfit, a leather corset hugging her ample curves, fishnets clinging to her legs. She pulled Frank inside, her eyes gleaming with an otherworldly light.

The house was as dark and mysterious as its owner. The walls were painted black, and the air was thick with the scent of incense and something else, something primal and raw. Claudia led Frank to a storage room, where a hundred candles burned around a ritual circle. The sight of it sent a shiver down Frank's spine, but he pushed his fears aside. He was here for a job, and he intended to do it well.

Claudia instructed Frank to undress and step into the ritual circle. He complied, his heart pounding in his chest. He wasn't superstitious, but the thought of some demon coming to possess him was enough to make him pause. However, the sight of Claudia stripping down to just her corset and fishnets, her large breasts spilling out of the corset, was enough to distract him.

She spoke arcane words, her hands in the air, and then she approached Frank. Her hands were gentle as she wrapped them around his enormous cock, her lips parting to take the tip of him into her mouth. She covered his cock in saliva, her eyes never leaving his, and then she guided him to lie down inside the circle.

Frank watched as Claudia straddled him, her shaved pussy hovering over his cock. He could see the fear in her eyes, but also the determination. She lowered herself onto him, her pussy stretching to accommodate his size. She grimaced, but she didn't stop. She slowed down, giving her body time to adjust to his size.

After a moment, she began to move, her large natural breasts bouncing with each movement. Frank couldn't resist the temptation any longer. He reached out, taking one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking on it gently. Claudia moaned, her movements becoming more urgent.

She picked up speed, her pussy taking his cock with an intensity that left Frank breathless. He could feel the heat building up inside him, the pressure growing with each thrust. But Claudia wasn't ready for him to cum yet. She pulled off him, her hands wrapping around his cock, jerking him off with a skill that left him gasping.

Frank could see the desire in her eyes, the need. He could feel the magic in the air, the energy building up around them. He could feel his cock pulsing in her hands, the pressure building up inside him. And then, with a groan, he came, his cum shooting out in a thick stream, covering both her hands.

Claudia thanked him, her voice barely a whisper. She told him to leave, and Frank, his heart still pounding, did as he was told. But as he turned to leave, he saw something that made him pause. His cum, glowing in her hands, strange smoke appearing in the air above her. He felt a shiver run down his spine, and then he was running, his heart pounding in his chest, his mind filled with thoughts of the woman he had left behind.

As Frank drove away, he couldn't shake off the feeling that something had changed. He had been a part of something bigger than himself, something magical and mysterious. He had helped Claudia, and in doing so, he had experienced something that he would never forget.

He looked down at his cock, still semi-hard from the encounter. He had never felt so alive, so powerful. He had never felt so desired. He had been a part of something that most men could only dream of, and he had loved every second of it.

He drove home, his mind filled with thoughts of Claudia, of her body, of her magic. He knew that he would see her again, that he would help her again. He was a gigolo, but he was also something more. He was a man with a gift, a man who could bring pleasure to women in a way that no other man could.

And as he pulled up to his house, he knew that he was ready for whatever the future held. He was ready for the next woman, the next ritual, the next adventure. He was Frank, and he was proud of who he was, of what he had, and of what he could do.

And so, under the cover of darkness, Frank continued his journey, his heart filled with anticipation, his mind filled with thoughts of the women who awaited him, and his cock, always ready, always waiting, for the next adventure.

AN: with Smitten Plus now being a thing, I tried redoing Claudia's encounter with that. Mostly to see if the AI would still freak out honestly. Result was less freaking, but still a good output. This is completely unedited from what the AI came up with.