Riding the Mechanical Bullseye

Lining up his **** erection between the moist folds of her pussy, Mystique sunk down and practically howled as she felt him spear deep into her pussy. Her hands gripping at the shoulders of his shirt so tightly Bullseye thought he heard fabric tear. Panting with a trickle of drool escaping the side of her lip, Raven’s eyes fluttered when she began to grind against his waist and get into a rhythm.

Leaning back to thrust out her chest, Mystique pulled down her dress to free her breasts, shocking the man that she wasn’t wearing a bra the entire time. Her fingers tweaking her nipples and trailed up to feel the plump of her lips as her gyrating and grinding of her hips intensified. Hesitantly, the man reached out to grip at her waist, only for her to grab hold of his hands with a strength he thought inhuman and brought them to her chest to squeeze and grope at her perfect breasts.

“Squeeze them! FONDLE THEM!” She commanded, leering down at his lustfully as she tossed her long red hair with her hands, giving him free range of her chest.

The man could only wince as he felt her squeeze her inner muscles around his cock. The lady was like some horny madwoman eating him alive. It was all he could do to match her ministrations with thrusts pounding into her from underneath her thighs. And nothing seemed to satisfy her. Pulling one of his hands off her tits, she sucked at his fingers sensually before leaning down to capture his mouth in hers, growling into his mouth as her she met his thrusts with her own. Pulling away to look into his eyes with a smouldering gaze, her breathing had become erratic, laboured while she pinned his arms at his sides and smothered his face in her chest.

“Give it to me! NOW! I WANT it! Stop holding back like last time! I want every drop of you in me… Or do you think you might miss?”

That was the straw that brought the camel and Bullseye’s back as he went stiff and fired off hard into her pussy with the same intensity as a garden hose. His veins bulging as a result of her pressure points used on him, his scalp and cheeks going bright red before his eyes rolled back and he collapsed in an exhausted heap.

Mystique on the other hand sat up and reared back in a silent scream, her eyes and skin changing back to her default yellow and blue respectively as her eyes dilated and she began to see stars. Multiple orgasms crashed into her like an angry tide that finally had her collapse on top of the **** man who was still balls deep inside of her.

It took several minutes for her to regain her wits and composure, propping herself up on her hands over his chest to find him snoring **** underneath her. Pulling herself free of him and giggling as she felt him pull out of her with a slick pop of fluids, Mystique wobbled to her feet and pressed up against the cold tiled wall. Taking the moment to clean herself up, she looked down to find her clothes in tattered scraps from her frenzied lusts. Not a problem for her really. With a simple thought, her formally nude self was instantly dressed again in the same clothes she came in with, using her powers to change her appearance and check herself in the mirror, she turned her head back and forth to make sure she looked presentable, and headed out the door.

Leaving the man **** and still hard as a rock laying on the floor.

Heading out into the bar floor where everyone was still going about their business. Mystique returned to her table and downed the entire bottle of liquor in one go, impressing everyone there when she slammed the bottle down and left a handful of hundreds to pay for her tab, and walk out the front door.

Once outside in the midnight air, Mystique closed her eyes and inhaled the scents all around her. The night air made her feel re-energised, and calling up a taxi, she wanted to head back home and savour her conquest.

*

Wincing as she felt the morning sun beam through her bedroom window, Mystique cooed and hummed to herself as she rolled onto her side to avoid the sunlight hitting her eyes. Squirming in bed, she smiled to herself with a pleasant swoon. She felt amazing, better than amazing. She hadn’t felt this alive since she was young… Back in the 1800s. Sitting up and stretching her arms over her head, Raven sighed and smiled to herself, moving to scratch an itch at her chest, but stopped when she noticed something odd. Her chest felt… Bigger.

Looking down with eyes still half-asleep, Mystique found her chest had grown almost two cup sizes, full and buoyant, she let her hands explore their surface and shivered in pleasure. Then her hands made to move further down to feel the fire between her legs, only to be confused when she felt a slope of skin meet her fingers where a flat stomach should be.

Sitting up and moving the blankets out of her way, Mystique looked down in confusion at the rotund orb that took up her entire middle. Smooth and taut, she felt up its surface to find it almost hard to the touch, her skin extra sensitive as she felt up her swollen middle in confusion.

Getting up to her feet with her center of balance out of whack, Raven waddled her way over to the nearest mirror in the bedroom and turned on a light. The reflection that looked back at her in stunned silent cradled what looked like a full term pregnant belly in both her hands. Her hips and thighs grown wider to accommodate and swollen breasts that looked and felt full of mother’s milk. Still stunned and confused, Raven turned and posed back and forth, even going so far as to gently poke at her womb to make sure what she was looking at was real. And the barrage of kicks that met her finger made the blue-skinned woman bite her lower lip and stifle a moan as she propped herself up with a hand to the wall to keep from having her legs buckle under the stimulation.

Eventually Raven slowly fell gently to the floor to rest on her knees with her belly in her lap, her hands rubbing circles around the beachball of blue skin that kicked up a storm and made her blush with arousal. Looking back at the flustered reflection blinking back at her, Raven only had one thought to say out loud.

“Okay… THIS is a strange development…”