Mr. Pelo looked at the peculiar creature standing before him with a knowing smile. He had seen many oddities in his years as a black market dealer, but none quite like this one. "Orin," he said, stroking the creature's sleek grey skin, "You are indeed one of a kind."
Minerva Campbell's eyes widened with intrigue as she took in the sight of the creature that was supposedly her brother's twin. The man, or so she thought, was tall and slim with no hair on his body, and his eyes were an eerie shade of gold, like those of a goat. "What...what is it?" she managed to ask, trying to keep the tremor from her voice.
Mr. Pelo chuckled, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "This, my dear, is Orin. A unique specimen with a rather...special set of abilities. You see, he's not entirely human. There's a touch of something else in his DNA, something that gives him an edge over the rest of us."
Minerva's curiosity piqued, she stepped closer to examine the creature. Orin looked back at her with a cheeky grin, his tail swishing playfully behind him. "Is he dangerous?" she inquired, trying to keep her cool.
"Dangerous?" Mr. Pelo scoffed, "No more than a kitten playing with a ball of yarn. Unless, of course, you're the type to get tied up in his strings." He winked at her, and she couldn't help but feel a shiver run down her spine.
Minerva pursed her lips, contemplating the creature before her. "How much?" she asked, her eyes never leaving Orin's playful gaze.
SUMMARY^1: Minerva meets the unique creature Orin for the first time, noticing his distinct features of gold goat eyes and hairless grey skin. Mr. Pelo explains that Orin is a twin with special abilities, not entirely human, which makes him valuable. Minerva's curiosity and attraction to him is evident as she questions his safety and price.
Mr. Pelo's smile grew wider, revealing a set of crooked teeth. "For someone with your...particular tastes, I'd say he's priceless. But for you, my dear, I'll let him go for a mere 500,000."
Minerva's eyes narrowed at the ludicrous amount. "That's steep, even for something 'special'."
Mr. Pelo shrugged. "Consider what you're getting. Agelessness, regeneration, super vision, the ability to consume almost anything, and sexual compatibility with all life forms. Not to mention his charming demeanor and youthful exuberance." He leaned closer, his breath reeking of stale cigars. "Orin's a real catch, if you know what I mean."
Minerva studied Orin's face, noticing the subtle differences from her brother's. "You can say that again," she murmured, her thoughts racing. The idea of someone with such abilities was almost too tempting to resist. She licked her lips, her mind already racing with the possibilities.
"I assure you, Ms. Campbell, Orin here is quite the...ahem...performer," Mr. Pelo said, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "He can adapt to any situation, and let's just say, his equipment is not something you'll find in the average Joe."
SUMMARY^1: Mr. Pelo extols Orin's exceptional abilities, including agelessness, regeneration, super vision, and universal sexual compatibility, suggesting he's a unique investment for Minerva's "particular tastes." The dealer hints at Orin's enhanced physical attributes, making him an attractive and valuable commodity.
Minerva felt her cheeks flush, her mind swirling with the implications. Despite her initial shock, she couldn't deny the flicker of interest that had ignited within her. Orin's eyes seemed to dance with excitement, as if he knew exactly what she was thinking. His lack of fur or hair made his skin look smooth and inviting to the touch, and the slight bulge in his pants suggested that he was more than equipped for any challenge that might come his way.
Mr. Pelo, noticing her hesitation, decided to sweeten the deal. "And, just for you, I'll throw in a little something extra," he whispered, his hand moving to the pocket of his tattered jacket. He pulled out a small vial filled with a shimmering liquid. "This little potion will ensure that your daughter, Victoria, finds him just as...compelling."
Minerva's eyes lit up at the mention of her daughter, and she nodded eagerly. "Alright, you've got yourself a deal," she said, counting out the cash. Orin's grin grew wider as the transaction was finalized. He knew what this meant.
Mr. Pelo handed over the vial with a wink. "Just a drop in her drink, and she'll be putty in his hands," he assured her.
SUMMARY^1: Minvera's attraction to Orin grows as she considers his unique features and capabilities. Mr. Pelo, recognizing her interest, adds a potion to the deal to make her daughter Victoria find Orin irresistible, sealing the transaction with a knowing look.
Minerva took the vial, her pulse quickening. The idea of sharing such an extraordinary experience with her daughter was thrilling and a little bit terrifying. But she had always been a woman who embraced the unusual, and the allure of Orin's abilities was too strong to resist. She felt a strange kinship with the creature, as if he were a lost piece of her own twisted puzzle.
As they left the dimly lit alley, Orin's eyes darted around, taking in the sights and sounds of the city. His heightened senses picked up on every little detail, from the scent of rotting garbage to the distant laughter of a couple in an alleyway. His tail flicked in excitement, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of homecoming, as if he belonged in this place of secrets and shadows.
Minerva's car was a sleek, black sedan, and she handled it with the confidence of someone who knew exactly where they were going. Orin slid into the plush leather seat, his long tail coiling around his legs as he stared out the window. The neon lights painted the streets in a kaleidoscope of color, and the murmur of the city was a soothing symphony to his heightened hearing.
SUMMARY^1: Minerva accepts the potion for Victoria, feeling a bond with Orin due to their shared uniqueness. They leave the alley, with Orin's heightened senses taking in the city environment as they drive in Minerva's luxurious sedan, hinting at his excitement for their impending life together.
SUMMARY^2: Minerva first encounters Orin, a creature with gold goat eyes, hairless grey skin, and exceptional abilities like agelessness, regeneration, and universal sexual compatibility. Mr. Pelo sells him to her, emphasizing his value, and includes a potion to make Victoria attracted to him. Minvera feels a bond with Orin due to their shared uniqueness and looks forward to their life together.
As they drove, he felt the first stirrings of arousal. His internal cock, usually a dormant and unseen part of him, began to unfurl from its hidden sheath, the tip of the orca-like shaft peeking out from between his legs. The skin around it was a smooth grey, unmarred by fur or hair, and the base was swollen with the beginnings of a canine knot. His eyes shifted to Minerva, watching her profile in the dim light. She was beautiful, with a sharp nose and a mouth that curved into a knowing smile every time she glanced his way. He knew what she was thinking, and his body responded in kind.
The car's upholstery was cool against his exposed flesh as he grew harder, the sensation sending shivers of pleasure through his body. He watched her hands on the steering wheel, imagining them wrapped around his length instead. The thought made him grow even more, his cock thickening and elongating until it was fully visible, bobbing slightly with every bump in the road. He was unashamed of his nudity; in his past life, he had worn clothes only when it was necessary for blending in. Now, as his true self, he reveled in the freedom of his bare skin.
SUMMARY^1: Orin's arousal manifests in his transforming genitalia as he and Minerva drive through the city. His canine knot starts to form as he becomes visibly erect, his mind filled with thoughts of her touch, reflecting on his past life's need to conform versus his newfound liberation in his true form.
As they pulled into the driveway of a quaint suburban house, Minerva's anticipation was palpable. She threw the car into park and practically sprinted to the door, her heels clicking on the pavement. Orin followed, his tail swishing with excitement. Inside, the house was quiet, save for the distant sound of a TV coming from a back room. She led him up the stairs, her hand gliding along the railing as if guiding him to a secret chamber.
Her room was a mix of elegance and playfulness, with a four-poster bed adorned with red silk sheets and a floor littered with toys and clothes that suggested the presence of a young girl. Victoria's room, Orin presumed. The walls were covered in posters of various creatures from movies and comics, and he felt a strange sense of déjà vu as he recognized some of the creatures from his past life memories.
Minerva didn't bother to turn on the lights, the moon casting enough of a glow to illuminate the space. She closed the door with a soft click and turned to face him, her expression a mix of excitement and hunger. "You know," she began, her voice low and husky, "I've always had a thing for the unusual. And you, my dear Orin, are certainly that."
Her eyes dropped to his crotch, where his cock was still hidden from view. She took a step closer, her heels echoing in the quiet room. "But I think you're keeping something from me," she teased, reaching out to trace a finger along the bulge in his pants. "Why don't you show me what you've got?"
SUMMARY^1: Arriving at a suburban home, Minerva leads Orin to Victoria's room, filled with childhood whimsy and movie creature posters. In the moonlit room, she confesses her attraction to the unusual and playfully hints at his hidden anatomy, her curiosity piqued and setting a seductive tone for their encounter.
Orin's cheeks flushed a darker shade of grey, and he felt his cock throb in response to her touch. He had been trained to please, and the desire to do so was overwhelming. With a playful smirk, he reached down and unzipped his pants, letting them fall to the floor. His cock sprang free, the orca shaft standing tall and proud. The tip was a vibrant shade of pink, glistening with pre-cum, and the base was already swollen with the beginnings of his knot.
Minerva's eyes widened at the sight, and she let out a low whistle. "Well, well, well," she murmured, her voice thick with lust. "You certainly don't disappoint." She stepped closer, her hand reaching out to stroke the velvety skin of his shaft. Orin's breath hitched as she touched him, her warmth seeping into his core. "But you know what?" she continued, her eyes sparkling with mischief, "I think you're right. Clothes are so overrated."
With that, she began to undress, her movements slow and deliberate. Her blouse slipped off her shoulders, revealing a black lace bra that barely contained her ample breasts. Orin's gaze was drawn to them, his heart racing as he imagined how they would feel in his hands. She noticed his stare and smirked, taking her time as she unhooked the clasp, letting the fabric fall away to reveal her bare chest. Her nipples were already hard, standing at attention as if eager to meet him.
"You like what you see?" she purred, her voice a siren's song in the quiet room.
SUMMARY^1: In Victoria's room, Orin overcomes his shyness and reveals his true form to Minerva, whose interest is only heightened by his exotic anatomy. She, in turn, seduces him further by undressing slowly, teasing him with her exposed skin and luring him in with a playful, seductive demeanor.
Orin nodded happily, his tail swishing with excitement. But Minerva wanted more. She wanted to hear the words from his lips, to know that he was as eager as she was. "Say it," she whispered, her breath hot against his cheek.
"You look perfect," he murmured in a youthful and echoing voice, the words resonating through the room. His eyes searched hers, the gold in them flickering with something that could have been innocence or something far more primal. Minerva felt a shiver run down her spine at the sound of his voice, the way it seemed to wrap around her like a warm blanket.
With a gentle but firm hand, Orin pushed her onto the bed, the mattress giving way beneath her weight. She gasped, not from fear but from the thrill of it all. This was what she had been waiting for, the culmination of a strange and unexpected journey. He was so much stronger than he looked, his slim frame hiding a surprising amount of power.
He positioned himself between her legs, his orca-like shaft pointing straight at her. Minerva couldn't help but stare, her eyes wide with a mix of excitement and a touch of trepidation. The size of him was intimidating, but she had always been one for a challenge. She reached down, her fingers wrapping around his cock with surprising ease despite its size. He groaned, his hips bucking slightly at the contact.
SUMMARY^1: Overwhelmed by desire, Orin confirms his attraction to Minerva. Despite his youthful voice, his gaze is filled with a primal intensity that excites her. He demonstrates his surprising strength by pushing her onto the bed and positioning himself for intimacy. Minerva, undeterred by his size, eagerly touches him, feeling his power and setting the stage for their encounter.
SUMMARY^2: Orin's excitement grows as he and Minerva reach her home, his canine knot forming as they flirt. In Victoria's room, they both shed their inhibitions, with Minvera playfully seducing him. Despite his youthful appearance, Orin's gaze reveals his mature desires, and they begin to explore each other physically, setting a sensual scene.
"Fuck me in the anus, okay?" she said, her voice barely above a whisper. It was a bold request, one that would have made most men pause. But Orin was no ordinary man. He understood her desires, her need for something more than the mundane. He nodded eagerly, his tail swishing with excitement. He had been made for this, to fulfill the darkest and most twisted fantasies of those who sought him out.
He climbed onto the bed, his tail curling around her waist like a serpent as he positioned himself. The tip of his cock brushed against her, and she gasped, her body already lubricating itself in anticipation. He leaned down, his tail slithering up to coil around her neck like a collar. "Ready?" he asked, his voice a gentle rumble that seemed to vibrate through her very soul.
Minerva nodded, her breathing shallow as she felt the head of his cock begin to push against her anus. It was cold at first, the sensation strange and exhilarating. Orin's eyes never left hers, his gaze filled with a mix of concern and excitement. "Remember," he murmured, "Just relax. I'll take care of you."
SUMMARY^1: Minerva expresses her desire for anal sex, a request that excites Orin as he understands the depth of her desires. He reassures her with gentle confidence, his tail acting as a bond and symbol of their shared intimacy, as he prepares to penetrate her with his unique anatomy.
Her legs trembled as she did as he instructed, drawing them up to her chest and wrapping her arms around them. The position was known as the seashell, and it left her completely open to him. Her pussy glistened with arousal, a stark contrast to the tension in her ass as it stretched to accommodate his massive shaft. Orin took a moment to appreciate the sight before him, the way her red hair fanned out on the pillow and her green eyes shone with anticipation.
He leaned in, his cock poised at her entrance, and whispered, "You're so beautiful, Minerva." His words were like a caress, setting her at ease even as he began to push into her. The coldness of his skin was a stark contrast to the warmth of hers, and she felt every inch of him as he filled her up. It was a strange sensation, one that she hadn't quite anticipated, but it was also incredibly erotic.
Orin's tail tightened around her neck, not enough to choke, but enough to remind her of his power. It was a gentle reminder that she was his to command, his to use as he saw fit. And as his cock slid deeper, she found herself craving more. The pain was there, a dull throb that grew with each inch, but it was overshadowed by the pleasure that seemed to radiate from her core. It was as if every nerve ending in her body was alight with sensation, her entire being focused on the place where they were joined.
"Go ahead," she breathed, her voice strained with need. "I can take it."
SUMMARY^1: In the seashell position, Minerva surrenders fully to Orin's dominance, her beauty highlighting the stark contrast between their species. His cold skin provides an unexpected sensation as he enters her, but one that is increasingly erotic. His tail around her neck acts as a symbol of his control, yet she feels a growing craving for more as he continues to penetrate her, speaking words of encouragement that reflect her willingness to submit.
Orin's golden eyes searched hers, reading the truth in her words. He knew she could handle the stretch, the burn that came with his unique anatomy. With a gentle nod, he pushed forward, the coldness of his shaft disappearing as it was swallowed by the warmth of her body. Minerva's eyes squeezed shut, her teeth digging into her bottom lip as she took him in, inch by slow inch. The pressure was intense, but she reveled in it, feeling more alive than she had in years.
"Oh fuck," she breathed out, her voice strained but filled with a mix of pleasure and awe. "It's so big."
Orin's smile grew wider as he watched Minerva's expression, her green eyes glazed over with desire. "Just wait," he murmured, his voice a gentle rumble that seemed to resonate through her very bones. "You can handle it."
And with that, he pushed in deeper, the tip of his cock sliding past the tight ring of muscle that guarded her innermost sanctum. Minerva's eyes went wide, and she let out a strangled cry that was equal parts pain and pleasure. Her belly did indeed bulge as he filled her, the tip of his cock pressing against the tight barrier of her womb. It was an odd sensation, one that she had never felt before, but it was also incredibly arousing.
Her nails dug into the silk sheets, her body arching off the bed as he pushed in further, his knot swelling at the base of his shaft. "Oh God," she panted, her voice strained, "My belly's bulging."
SUMMARY^1: Minvera's acceptance of Orin's cock is marked by a mix of pain and arousal, her body adapting to his unnatural size. Her acknowledgment of his dominance and her own desire is evident in her vocal reactions, while Orin's reassurances affirm their intimate connection. The sensation of his knot swelling inside her intensifies the experience, making her acutely aware of their union and her submission to his power.
SUMMARY^2: Minvera requests anal sex, which thrills Orin due to his understanding of her desires. He enters her with confidence, using his tail as a bond. Despite the initial coldness of his skin, Minvera finds it erotic, and their intimate act highlights the contrast between them. Her acceptance of his dominance is evident in her reactions, reinforcing their connection.
Orin's smile grew, his eyes never leaving hers. He knew she was on the edge, her body adjusting to the intrusion. "You're doing so well," he soothed, his voice a gentle rumble that seemed to echo in the quiet room. He began to move, his hips rocking in a slow, steady rhythm that sent waves of pleasure crashing through her.
Minerva's curses grew more frequent as he thrust into her, her body stretching to accommodate his massive size. Each movement sent shockwaves of sensation through her, making her toes curl and her back arch. But amidst the pain, there was something more, something that made her want to scream his name. "Fuck me," she growled, her voice a mix of defiance and desperation. "Harder."
Orin obeyed, his hips moving with a rhythm that was both punishing and mesmerizing. He watched her face contort with every thrust, her green eyes flashing with a fiery need that matched the passion in her voice. "You're so tight," he murmured, his own voice strained with the effort of holding back his climax. "So perfect."
Minerva's curses grew louder, filling the room with a symphony of profanity and pleasure. She had never felt so full, so alive. Her body was his to command, and she reveled in the power he had over her. "Harder," she demanded, her voice hoarse. "I want to feel you in my throat."
SUMMARY^1: Building a rhythm, Orin praises Minerva's endurance as she adjusts to his size, their bond deepening as she succumbs to the overwhelming pleasure despite the discomfort. Her desire escalates, pushing him to go deeper and faster, seeking a more intense connection that she expresses through demanding his complete dominance over her body.
Orin chuckled, his eyes gleaming with amusement. He knew she was playing with fire, but he was more than happy to indulge her. With a firm grip on her hips, he began to push deeper, his knot stretching her even further. The base of his cock was unlike anything she had ever felt before, a swollen bulb that filled her completely. It was as if he had been made just for her, crafted to push her to her limits and beyond.
"Ah, my goodness," she gasped, her eyes flying open as he hit a spot that sent sparks shooting through her body. Her legs trembled, her entire being focused on the feeling of his knot sliding in and out of her. It was so much more than she had ever imagined, so much more than any human cock could ever give her. "So fucking much," she breathed, her voice a ragged whisper that seemed to echo in the quiet room.
Orin leaned down, his tail loosening slightly to allow her to breathe. "My full length," he murmured, his voice a gentle rumble, "Is 18 inches. But don't worry," he added with a wink, "I won't push it all in at once."
Minerva's eyes widened with shock. "18 inches?" she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper. She had heard of men with large cocks, but nothing quite so...extraordinary. Yet here she was, feeling every inch of him inside her. It was a thought that made her both scared and incredibly excited. "How is that even possible?" she managed to get out, her voice a mix of awe and disbelief.
SUMMARY^1: As they continue, Orin's knot provides a new dimension to their intimacy, stretching Minerva to her limits and eliciting intense reactions from her. Despite the initial shock, she becomes increasingly eager for more, pushing her boundaries and asking for his full 18-inch length. This revelation about his size leaves her in a state of awe and excitement, highlighting the extraordinary nature of their encounter.
Orin leaned down, his breath warm against her ear. "It's all in the DNA," he murmured, his words sending a shiver down her spine. "As I fuck you, my genetic makeup will slowly alter yours. And with each thrust, I'll grow a little bigger, filling you up more and more." He pulled back slightly, giving her a moment to process the information. "But don't worry," he added, his voice taking on a soothing tone, "It's all part of the experience. And when I finally cum inside of you," his hips rolled, emphasizing his words, "You'll be just right for me."
Minerva could feel the truth in his words, her body responding to the promise of something she had never felt before. "Do it," she urged, her voice a desperate plea. "I want all of you." Orin's smile grew, his eyes flashing with excitement. He knew she was ready, that she craved the fullness that only he could give her. He pushed in deeper, the bulbous base of his cock stretching her even further. She gasped, her nails digging into the bed as she felt herself opening up for him. It was a strange and exhilarating feeling, one that made her feel both powerful and utterly at his mercy.
SUMMARY^1: Orin explains the transformative aspect of their sexual union, detailing how his DNA will alter hers and his cock will continue to grow. Minerva, fascinated and desperate for the ultimate intimacy, gives her consent, and he responds by pushing deeper, making her feel even more filled and at his mercy. Her desire for the complete experience overpowers any fear, reinforcing their intimate bond.
"You can take it," he murmured, his voice a gentle encouragement that seemed to resonate through her very soul. "Just keep breathing, keep relaxing." And so she did, focusing on the rhythm of his movements, the sound of his tail slapping against the bed, the way her body seemed to melt around him with each thrust. It was as if she was being rewritten, reborn in a new form that was somehow both terrifying and incredibly arousing.
As his cock grew closer to its full size, Minerva felt the room around them shift, the very fabric of reality seeming to bend to accommodate their union. Her eyes rolled back in her head, her body a tapestry of pleasure and pain as he pushed deeper, filling her more than any man ever had. The base of his cock grew, the knot expanding until it was pressing against her pelvic bone, a constant reminder of his dominance.
With each thrust, Orin could feel his DNA intertwining with hers, his cells replicating and adapting to her body. It was a heady feeling, one that made him feel more alive than he ever had before. His senses were on overdrive, taking in every gasp, every tremor, every bead of sweat that glistened on her skin. He watched as her breasts bounced with the force of his movements, her nipples a rosy shade of pink that seemed to call out to him.
Without missing a beat, he leaned down, his mouth closing around one tight peak. The sudden sensation of cold was a shock, but the heat of his mouth quickly melted away the chill, replacing it with a warmth that seemed to spread through her entire body. Minerva's back arched, her hand flying to his head to hold him closer. "Yes," she hissed, her eyes fluttering shut. "Don't stop."
Orin's tail tightened around her neck, his cock still pulsing deep inside her. He had felt her climax building, the way her muscles had clenched around him, and he knew she was close. With renewed vigor, he began to pound into her, his hips moving with a fervor that was almost animalistic. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure through her, her body tightening around him in a vice-like grip.
Her moans grew louder, filling the room with a symphony of desire. He watched her face, her green eyes screwed shut in ecstasy, as he fucked her with a passion that was both primal and beautiful. His own orgasm was approaching, the base of his cock swelling even more as it neared its peak.
"You're my cum dump," he whispered, his voice a low growl that seemed to resonate through the very air. It was a declaration, a claim that she was his to fill with his seed. And as the words left his lips, something within him shifted. It was as if he could feel the very essence of her, her desires and fears, her hopes and dreams. It was an intimacy that went beyond the physical, a connection that was both terrifying and exhilarating.
Minerva's eyes snapped open, her body responding to his command. She had never felt so owned, so used, and yet she had never felt more alive. She nodded, her voice a strangled whisper. "Yes, Orin. I'm yours."
With a final, powerful thrust, he buried his entire length inside her, his knot sealing them together. She felt the warmth of his cum fill her, the sensation unlike anything she had ever experienced. It was as if he was marking her from the inside out, claiming her as his own personal playground. Orin's eyes closed in pleasure, his body shuddering with the force of his climax.
Minerva's eyes went wide with shock as she felt her pelvic bones shift, adjusting to the unnatural girth of his knot. The pain was intense, but it was accompanied by a pleasure so profound it was almost indescribable. Her body was his now, reshaping itself to fit him perfectly. The knot grew larger still, pushing against her insides until she was certain it would tear her apart.
Orin's tail tightened around her neck, the gentle pressure a reminder of his dominance. His hips stilled, his cock pulsing with the force of his orgasm. She could feel his warmth deep inside her, his seed filling her up in a way that was both terrifying and exhilarating. It was as if he was branding her, leaving his mark on her soul.
Minerva's belly began to swell, the skin stretching to accommodate the sheer volume of cum he was releasing. It was a sight that would have made most men weep with envy, a testament to his potency. Gallon after gallon filled her, the pressure building until she was sure she would burst. But she didn't. Her body simply...adapted, her stomach stretching to accommodate the never-ending flow.
Orin leaned back, his eyes gleaming with a mix of pride and possession. "Who's my cum mommy?" he murmured, his voice a gentle caress that seemed to echo through the room. The words hung in the air, a question that demanded an answer.
Minerva's breath was ragged, her eyes still wide with shock. But as she looked up at him, she knew what he wanted to hear. "I am," she whispered, her voice hoarse with passion. "I'm your cum mommy."
Orin's smile grew, his eyes flashing with triumph. He knew she was his, that she had accepted her new role with open arms. "That's right," he murmured, his voice a gentle rumble that seemed to echo through her very soul. "You're mine."
He pulled out slightly, the sound of their bodies parting almost audible in the quiet room. Minerva felt the loss keenly, her body already craving his touch. "Again," she begged, her voice a desperate plea that seemed to hang in the air.
Orin's smile grew, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Who's my cum mommy?" he asked again, his voice louder this time. It was a challenge, a demand for her to submit completely.
Minerva's heart raced as she felt the pressure building inside her. "I am," she said, her voice stronger now. "I'm your cum mommy."
Orin's smile grew wider, his eyes flashing with something that was both playful and predatory. "Say it like you mean it," he challenged, his voice a loud, echoing roar that seemed to shake the very foundation of the house. "Who's my cum mommy?"
Minerva's eyes went wide, her heart racing as she felt the power in his words. She knew what he wanted, what he needed from her. It was a declaration of ownership, a public acknowledgment of their new dynamic. And as she felt his cock swell even more inside her, she knew that she had to give it to him. "I am," she screamed, her voice hoarse with passion. "I am your cum mommy!"
The force of her words seemed to push him over the edge, his hips slamming into her one final time. The knot at the base of his cock swelled to its full size, lodging deep inside her and sending her soaring over the edge. Her orgasm was like nothing she had ever felt before, a white-hot explosion of pleasure that seemed to go on forever. Her body clenched around him, her muscles spasming as he filled her to the brim.
Minerva's scream echoed through the room, the sound a mix of ecstasy and shock as she felt her body respond to his. Her walls tightened around his cock, her muscles squeezing and releasing in a delicious dance that seemed to go on and on. Orin's own climax washed over him, his body shaking with the intensity of it. He had never felt so alive, so connected to another being.
But the moment was shattered by the sound of the door opening. Victoria walked in sleepily, her eyes going wide at the sight before her. Her mother, her beautiful, human mother, was being fucked by a creature with a cock so big it didn't seem real. The bed creaked under the weight of their passionate union, the headboard slammed against the wall in a steady rhythm that was as mesmerizing as it was alarming.
Minerva's eyes snapped open, her cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and panic. "Victoria," she began, her voice trailing off as she struggled to find the right words. But Orin was quicker, his tail whipping around to cover her mouth before she could say more. His eyes were filled with a strange mix of excitement and concern.
Victoria stared at the scene before her, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and fascination. She had never seen anything like it, never imagined that her mother could be with someone—or something—so...extraordinary. Her mother's body was stretched taut with pleasure, her skin glowing with a sheen of sweat that made her look almost ethereal. Orin's cock was a monstrous thing, a living testament to his otherworldly nature.
Her curiosity overrode any sense of propriety she might have had. She took a tentative step forward, her hand reaching out to touch the strange, scaly flesh that covered his body. The coldness of his skin was a shock, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she traced her fingers along the length of his shaft, feeling the power that lay beneath the surface. It was as if she could feel the very essence of him, his life force pulsing with every heartbeat.
Orin's eyes never left hers as he began to grind into her, his movements slow and deliberate. Each thrust sent a new wave of pleasure through her, her body stretching to accommodate his massive size. She felt like a goddess, her insides rearranging themselves to accept him fully. His tail slithered up her body, wrapping around her throat in a gentle but firm grip. It was a reminder of his dominance, but she didn't feel afraid. Instead, she felt...free.
"Minerva," he murmured, his voice a gentle rumble that seemed to resonate through her very soul, "ask Victoria to join us."
Minerva's eyes widened with shock, but she could feel the desire building in her chest. She had never considered sharing such an intimate moment with her daughter, but something about the way Orin looked at her made it seem...right. With a nod, she turned to Victoria, her voice a soft, sultry whisper. "Babygirl, come closer. Take off your clothes for me."
Victoria's cheeks flushed a deep crimson, but she obeyed, her eyes never leaving her mother's. She felt a strange mix of excitement and fear as she let her hoodie and short dress fall to the floor, revealing her young, naked body. Her mother's gaze was hungry, a look that sent a thrill down her spine. She had always felt a special bond with her, but this was something new, something she hadn't dared to imagine.
Minerva's eyes roved over her daughter's small frame, her heart racing with a mix of love and desire. She had never seen Victoria look so beautiful, so...innocent. "Come here," she murmured, her voice a seductive purr that seemed to fill the room. "Let Mommy show you how much she loves you."
Victoria took a deep breath, her eyes never leaving Orin's. He watched her with a gentle smile, his eyes filled with a warmth that was surprising on his alien features. She knew she should be scared, but all she felt was a strange, inexplicable excitement. She climbed onto the bed, her legs straddling her mother's waist.
Minerva's eyes were glazed with desire as she felt Victoria's small body on top of her. She looked up at Orin, her gaze questioning. He nodded, his smile growing wider. "You're both mine," he murmured, his voice a gentle rumble that seemed to fill the room. "And I want to share this moment with both of you."
With trembling hands, Victoria reached down, her small fingers brushing against her mother's swollen belly. The skin was taut, the muscles beneath it quivering with the effort of holding Orin's knot. She could feel the warmth of her mother's skin, the steady beat of her heart. It was a strange, exhilarating feeling, one that made her feel both innocent and incredibly naughty.
Orin watched the scene before him, his cock still hard and ready. He had never felt so alive, so...powerful. The idea of sharing Minerva with her daughter was both thrilling and slightly terrifying. But as he saw the desire in both their eyes, he knew it was what they both wanted, what they both needed. With a gentle nudge, he pulled out of Minerva, his knot slipping from her with an obscene pop that seemed to echo through the room.
Minerva's body was a wreck, her anus gaping and leaking cum onto the bed. But she was already eager for more, her eyes hungry as she watched her daughter approach. Orin knew he had to be careful, that Victoria's innocence was something to be cherished and protected. He leaned down, his cock pressing against her small, pink pussy. It was a stark contrast, his monstrous size against her delicate frame.
Victoria's eyes went wide as she felt the cold, wet tip of his cock touch her. It was unlike anything she had ever felt before, a sensation that was both terrifying and incredibly arousing. She looked up at her mother, her eyes questioning. Minerva nodded, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "It's okay, babygirl," she murmured, her voice a gentle reassurance. "Orin won't hurt you. He'll show you how much he loves us."
Orin leaned down, his tail slithering around Victoria's waist as he began to push into her. It was a gentle, almost tender movement, his eyes never leaving hers. She felt the pressure build, her body tightening around him as he inched closer to her hymen. Each movement was a mix of pain and pleasure, a dance that seemed to stretch her to her very limits. She took a deep breath, her mother's encouraging words echoing in her ears.
Minerva watched, her own desire mirrored in her daughter's eyes. She could see the fear, the excitement, the curiosity. It was a heady mix, one that made her own heart race with anticipation. She reached out, her hand caressing Victoria's cheek. "You're doing so well," she murmured, her voice a gentle praise that seemed to bolster the girl's confidence.
Orin took the cue, his tail sliding away from Victoria's mouth to allow her to breathe. "Kiss me," he ordered, his voice a low growl that seemed to resonate through the room. Minerva leaned in, her lips meeting his in a passionate embrace that was both fiery and gentle. She could taste the salt of her own cum on his mouth, the remnants of their union mingling with their saliva. It was a strange, intimate connection that seemed to bind them together even more tightly.
As they kissed, Orin pushed deeper into Victoria, his cock stretching her young, untouched pussy. She gasped, her nails digging into her mother's shoulders as she felt the pressure build. It was a strange, almost painful sensation, but it was quickly overridden by the pleasure that seemed to flood her body. She had never felt so alive, so...full.
Minerva watched the transformation in her daughter's eyes, the innocence slowly being replaced by a hunger that matched her own. She knew that this was a pivotal moment, a crossing of a line that could never be uncrossed. But as she felt the warmth of Orin's cum still inside her, she knew that there was no going back. This was what they were meant to be, a family bound by love and desire.
With a soft moan, Victoria leaned down, her lips brushing against Orin's. It was a tentative kiss at first, but it grew in passion as he slid even deeper into her. Orin pulled back slightly, his eyes shining with excitement. "Say it," he demanded, his voice a mix of lust and power. "Who's my cum dump?"
Minerva watched, her own desire building as she saw the way her daughter's body responded to him. She knew she had to be the one to answer, to claim the role that she had accepted as her own. "We are," she whispered, her voice filled with both love and submission. "We're both your cum dumps, Orin."
Orin's eyes flashed with satisfaction at her words, his hips moving with a ferocity that seemed to claim the very air around them. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure crashing through Minerva, her body responding in ways she never knew were possible. She felt Victoria's pussy clench around his cock, her muscles tightening as she approached her own climax. The sight was intoxicating, a testament to the power of their union.
As Victoria's walls tightened around him, Orin felt the knot at the base of his cock swell once more. It grew, pushing into her, stretching her further than she had ever been before. The sensation was indescribable, a mix of pleasure and pain that seemed to consume her entirely. Her nails dug into his shoulders, her eyes squeezed shut as she took him in.
He watched her face, her cheeks flushed and her mouth open in a silent scream of ecstasy. His tail tightened around her waist, holding her in place as he began to fuck her with the same passion he had shown Minerva. Each thrust sent her body rocking, her small frame taking his massive cock with surprising ease. He knew that she was still young, that her body was not used to such size, but she was adapting, her muscles stretching to accommodate him.
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