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Yo im horny wtf
Your tits grow super heavy and massive as you're trying on a sports bra until you get stuck in it, your burgeoning titflesh swelling into your armpits and obscuring your torso.
"Come on, come on! Stop fucking growing!"
I thought I had come to try and get my tits under control. That was the whole point of getting a sports bra, to keep my big fucking udders from bouncing everywhere. They had grown so much lately and I couldn't keep wearing baggy sweatshirts to keep them hidden. I needed to do something and squeezing them into a sports bra seemed like the best bet. Keep them from bouncing and minimize—however slightly—their size? Sign me the fuck up!
But as soon as I slipped myself into the sports bra, slipping my hand into the cups to shift my huge breasts into position, I could feel that familiar pressure in my chest. God, I hadn't even paid for the fucking thing and already I was destroying the sports bra! A sharp inhale only made things worse, the fabric creaking as it stretched to its limits. My udders had no such limits, growing bigger and heavier by the second. The neckline bowed and bend under the ever increasing onslaught of my tits as the bulged outward. It didn't take long before more tit was spilling out of the bra than most women had together. I tried to slip my finger under it, to take it off, but it wouldn't budge. Already at its limit, there was no room to give, no way for me to stretch it wide enough to get my tits out of it. The only way out was through and I would have to just see if I got big enough to burst clean out of it.
My arms flew out to the sides, bracing myself against the changing room walls. All the grunting and groaning I could muster did nothing to stem the ever-increasing tide of titflesh. What couldn't be squeezed out of the neckline somehow managed to find other gaps to slip through. Under my arm, soft tit swelled. The fabric stretched as far as it could take as more tit bulged out underneath, nearly overwhelming the garment. My eyes fluttered as I heard the sound of stitching coming undone. It wouldn't take long before I burst clean out of it and I didn't know what I'd do then. The only thing I knew is that I'd be absolutely fucking enormous.
How I be when talking go people on this app
Tumblr is scared of a little chest so go peep my booskee thx ily
BIGGER NEW LIST OF SEX QUESTIONS
This is a mix of all the best questions I’ve come across on here, with a few new ones suggested by my mutuals.
They’re are all in a random order so you won’t know which ones are being asked…
And they’re meant to gender neutral and for all ranges of experiences! (Let me know if any aren’t and I can edit it)
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Tag your biggest tumblr crush.
Do you eat ass? Do you like to have your ass eaten?
Have you washed your hands since you last had an orgasm?
Have you ever posted a nude to your own blog?
What’s the best orgasm you’ve had in the past few months?
Have you ever masturbated to someone you know who isn’t your partner?
What’s the soonest after meeting someone that you’ve slept with them?
What position or angle or specific technique never fails to make you cum?
When was the last time you watched porn?
What is the hottest thing someone has ever done with you in bed?
Do you prefer tongue or fingers?
Are you a top/dominant a bottom/submissive or a switch?
Have you ever had your own underwear in your mouth? Have you ever had someone else’s underwear in your mouth? Has your underwear ever been in someone else’s mouth?
What’s your go-to nude pic to send to someone. Describe the angle, lighting, body part etc.
Do you ever suck on a dildo while you masturbate?
Do you have a sideblog? Is it more or less NSFW than this one? Is it secret or can we see it?
Has anyone ever watched you masturbate live online? Have you ever watched someone masturbate live online?
Do you have anyone from Tumblr’s nudes on your phone right now?
What underwear do you have on right now?
What’s the most surprising discovery you’ve made about your own body?
Has a neighbour ever seen you naked? Did you like it?
What’s the hottest sex dream you’ve ever had?
Have you ever watched people having sex?
Are you open about your sex-life and sexuality?
Does anyone you know in real life know about this blog?
Do you have any of your own nudes on your phone right now?
When was the last time you had sex?
Have you ever masturbated to any of your friends? Do you think any of your friends have ever masturbated to you?
Describe a typical masturbation session.
How do you feel about threesomes? Have you ever had one, and if not, would you ever have one?
What’s something that turns you on, but you’re a bit embarrassed by?
What is the wildest fantasy you ever had that actually came true?
Have you ever gotten turned on at work (or while WFH)? What did you do about it?
Do you listen to audio porn?
Which one of your holes do you most want to be filled right now?
Are you loud or quiet when you masturbate?
Do you own any toys? What’s your favourite?
Have you ever confessed to someone that you got turned on by them? What about masturbated to them?
Do you have anyone else’s nudes on your phone right now?
Have you ever hooked up with a stranger or had a one-night stand?
Do you like being called a slut or whore in bed?
Have you ever been caught or walked in on while masturbating? Have you ever been caught or walked in on while fucking?
How do you feel about swinging or partner swapping? Does the idea turn you on?
Have you ever masturbated to a mutual’s selfies before? Tag them if you dare.
What’s the kinkiest thing you’ve ever asked someone to do while sexting?
Has anyone ever watched you masturbate in person? Have you ever watched someone masturbate in person?
If you had 5 mins alone to get yourself off right now, without your phone, what would you do and what would you imagine?
Have you ever sent a nude via DM here?
What’s a sex act you think is overrated? What’s a sex act you think is underrated?
When did you last have an orgasm? How did it happen?
Do you shave your pubic hair?
How often do you masturbate?
Where’s the most unusual place you’ve masturbated?
What’s the most amount of times you’ve orgasmed in a day?
Have you ever been so turned on that someone noticed?
Have you ever masturbated with someone?
Have you ever gotten cum on your clothes before? Did anyone see that shouldn’t have?
Have you showered since you last had an orgasm?
Who’s the most inappropriate person you’ve ever had a fantasy about?
Have you tasted yourself? If so, what did you think?
Have you ever masturbated to someone you know’s selfies before?
How long do you usually masturbate before you cum?
What’s the weirdest porn category you’ve ever searched for?
Are you noisy?
What are your top five favourite blogs to masturbate to? Tag them!
Describe your nipples. What colour are they? What size are they?
If you had 5 mins alone to get yourself off with porn right now, what would you type in the search bar?
What is your favourite pair of underwear like? When did you last wear them? Was it special occasion?
Are you masturbating right now?
Would you like to watch your partner have sex with another person? Would you like to have your partner watch you with another person?
Start typing out your dirtiest fantasy you can think of and don’t stop til you get so embarrassed you can’t go on any longer. Just make sure it’s actually something you’re into!
Would you ever fuck a couple?
Would you do a cum-walk?
Have you ever had an orgasm that you weren’t expecting?
What’s the messiest you’ve ever got when masturbating on your own?
Have you ever worn lingerie?
If you could fuck anyone at all right now, who would it be? Do you know them in real life? Do they know you like them?
Which mutual would you most like to fuck right now? Do they know? Tag them if you dare!
What’s the last object you put into your own body for sexual reasons?
Do you have any recurring fantasies you keep coming back to? Do you think they’ll ever happen?
Where’s the most unusual place you’ve had sex? Did you cum?
Have you ever been made to/made somebody beg for it?
What’s your dirtiest secret?
What’s the most embarrassing porn you like to watch?
Have you ever put your finger in your own ass?
Do you like slapping someone’s face? Do you like your face being slapped?
Have you ever used panties to masturbate?
Do you have sex dreams? If yes, when was the last one?
Have you ever slid into someone’s DMs? Did it work? If yes, what was your technique?
Who is the coolest person you follow here? Tag them.
What is your sexual orientation?
Have you ever fucked in public? Where was it? Did you get caught?
Do you have any piercings or tattoos?
Describe your body in a way that would turn us on.
Do you like being tied up?
What’s the kinkiest thing you’ve ever asked someone to do in real life?
What was your most shame-filled orgasm? Why?
What’s the messiest you’ve ever gotten during sex?
Admit something sexual that you’ve never told anyone else before.
Put your hand into your underwear right now and type a reply to this with your other hand. Say whatever you want, so long as you’re touching yourself as you type.
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When you made the well-intentioned and earnest wish of "I wish I had the ideal body for my girlfriend," that you'd end up quite like this.
You knew your girlfriend had something of an 'appreciation' for women with larger busts — her IG feed was constantly filled with a cornucopia of 'breast foot forward' content creators — and assumed that I'd get some DDD-cups... maybe E-cups... maybe some smoother skin... presumably gain an inch or two in height... and that'd be that!
Not this...
"Oh no, sweetie! You look so flushed and so focused... are your milkers getting too full again?"
Instead, you have this...
A pair of breasts that store more milk than a cow's udders, and so over-sized and full that they make any shirt become all-but transparent as they stretch it out...
But more over, you have a fearsome level of milk production... and now... if you find yourself going more than twelve hours without at least some form of relief, or even a 'quick pump', the pressure inside them grows to painful degrees... and you watch them visibly swell, and stretch more and more until you're properly 'serviced'.
"Sorry guys, Tits over here needs some love. Give ma a mo'?"
Nina's happy now, though...
She gets to have her 6' 6" tall R-cup ladened milky hucow toy... and she keeps talking about 'business opportunities' for my milk now, so at least we don't have to worry about money any more.
So that's... nice...
"Moooooo~"
NEW TITTY CURSE!
Your tits grow to bulge out of any top you wear! You're guaranteed to turn Binders into Crop Tops, Sports bras and Pretty much any dress into some fabric stretching mess, barely containing your porn tits!!
I mean, yeeeeeeeeeeah... it wasn't so bad at first...
The pink wave of energy that shot through the office hit me like a tidal wave of static electricity & bubblegum-scented perfume — of course it happens the one time I'm the first to arrive at the office — and dissipates almost as fast as it appears.
Nothing felt different for a little while. My skin tingled a little (almost as if I'd walked through a large pair of charged metal doors at the mall), and my face felt a little... flushed.
It wasn't until I pulled the zipper of my hoodie down an inch or so that I saw and felt the changes... my perky C-cups looked so much fuller... they felt so much fuller, as if pumped with a dozen or so extra fluid-ounces of milk out something... thicker...
But as I undid my zipper more, my bust seemed to bulge and swell and grow with it! The lower I drew the zipper, the larger my bust swelled... though this connection came apparent to me too late, as I ripped off my hoodie to reveal my generously neckline'd red long-sleeve crop-top below it...
And then...
FWUUUUUMMMMMMPFF
"Oh shit... w-wait, I think they're slowing down and settling now!" ~ri-----ip~ "Wait, what was that sound?"
Lesson learned — stop buying cheap clothes from fast-fashion websites... the material never holds up.
Titty curse idea: cursed to have your boobs grow everytime someone cums looking at them, but you only find out After your boyfriend shares one of your thirst traps with his friend group.
DINNNGGGG
Another notification echoed from across our sectional sofa, as I watched you play with your phone, the glow of my 'Beach Day with the Girls' selfie still illuminating your slightly shadowed face.
"Fuck, it feels good that he's still so obsessed with my body, even after all these years... I'm so lucky!"
DINNNGGGG
Another alert from his phone, as I get up to go pour another glass of wine for myself for the evening... barely catching an 'under the breath' few words from him, "...assholes...no patience...just jealous..."
I shrug it off just thinking that it's some drama to do with their FIFA World Cup rankings, or someone's being a dick to someone else in the group chat about who's on 'Beer' and who's on 'Beef' duty for their next camping trip.
DINNNGGGG
DINNNGGGG
"Jesus, they're really-"
POP
"-going at it," I quietly say to myself, as I uncork another bottle of Merlot... but something feels... off...
DINNNGGGG
DINNNGGGG
DINNNGGGG
A pressure... a hot, dense pressure begins filling my chest... a sensation that can only be described as... something expanding inside my breasts... something... inflating...
DINNNGGGG
DINNNGGGG
"A-AYYYYY!" I barely stop myself as I collapse to the floor of our apartment's kitchen, my black lounge dresser stretching more... and more... and more as my breasts expand in rapid, unceremonious bursts of 'inflation'.
DINNNGGGG
"B-BABY... I... I N-NEED oh fuck I N-NEED HELP!"
DINNNGGGG
DINNNGGGG
DINNNGGGG
I feel myself start to pass out from the shock of it, as I collapse atop my still expanding soccer ball sized titties, as I hear my boyfriend's footfalls approaching.
"Fuck," I drift more and more into darkness, but can see and hear him getting closer even as I begin to faint in earnest, "Chad wasn't lying... he's such a dick... still..."
ZZZZZZZZIPP
"...might as well enjoy this until she wakes up and kills me." with those being the last words I hear him say, and his erect and leaking cock being stroked in his hand the last thing I see, I finally fall victim to my body's stress-induced need to pass out, as I feel and hear my breasts swelling more and more as I do...
...
DINNNGGGG
Can I do anything for you?
Here, you can hold these for me!
Sometimes even us 'givers' need a helping hand... or two, and after my attempt at helping someone backfired (or 'frontfired', technically) on me, I was left with these dozens of pounds of tit-flesh.
Not that I mind having Q-cups every now and then, but I'm really trying to keep up with my cardio this month...
Besides, I just know if I let myself get too comfortable with these over-productive milk-tanks I'm going to be in a milking frame getting them nursed by industrial pumps, and my IQ will be in the gutter before the week is even out.
You understand, don't you?
That what I get for trying to help a femboy achieve their 'Extreme Hucow Brainless Milking Stock' dream, when I'm not paying attention...
Oh well, you'll be fine I'm sure...
I'll just be moo-ving along.
reblog this if you are a nervous wreck with shameful fetishes you are too scared to talk about so I can get you drunk or high enough to tell me all about them and then forget
warning: I will slowly weave your fetishes into our conversations, manipulate situations so you end up living your most erotic fantasies, mock and tease you for liking them even if you verbally disagree and push you to develop new, even stranger kinks
Tayla had started to pose in her cute outfit, recording a special something for her roommate's ex-boyfriend, who was her current boytoy. "Hey, hot stuff! I told you they had something in my ~siiiiiIIiiize~!!" Tayla's words came out as moans through clenched teeth. Her body shivered as she felt the tell-tale touch of magic creeping through her body once again. Already! I only just bought this top!! That bitch! The ravenette thought as an indescribable heat filled her chest.
Within the blink of an eye, her tits doubled in size and sensitivity, leaving Tayla trembling as she heard the stitching of her top valiantly try to keep her covered. WHY CAN'T SHE JUST GET OVER THE FACT I SLEPT WITH HER BOYTOY AND HE BROKE UP WITH HER!?!?! Tayla thought as the magic surged, forcing a climax out her as both of her swelling cow tits ballooned until they shredded her top to pieces and buried her whole torso in her massive, milky mountains. "Uughhh!! Aaahn!! Well... fuck! My tits are so heavy that I can't get up!!" She pouted as she shook a fist at the sky. "Hey!!! You knew he was a boob fiend when you met Chad! Why didn't you fuckinh do this shit when you had him, you flat-chested bitch!!!"
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"Gooood morning, Sophie! I've got your breakfast right here! They tried to tell me they were all out of watermelon, but I know that's your favorite, so I—"
Madeleine froze. The tray slipped from her fingers clattered to the ground at her feet.
"...Holy shit!"
After working at Growing Acres for almost six months, Madeleine thought she had seen everything: tits stuffed into bras with more clasps than she could easily count, doors that seemed comically wide until she saw the hips they were designed to fit, tanker trucks carting off enough cum for her to swim laps in and the balls that supplied it all. Truth be told, her attraction towards the absurd was what drew her to working at Growing Acres to begin with and, while she hadn't grown tired of seeing huge cocks and absurd asses and lips that covered faces, the novelty of the sight before her sent a flare of arousal through her that she was surprised that she missed.
As per her official designation in her Growing Acres file, Sophie was a Milker. While that didn't always come with a pair of gigantic tits—Penelope down the hall was proof of that, with a pair of C cups that could outproduce actual cows—Sophie certainly did. Madeleine had grown accustomed to their size, in a sense, though she did often marvel at their sheer enormity. If she had entered and Sophie was merely large, it would have been business as usual, nothing worth commenting on. What stunned Madeleine into dropping her jaw and her tray was the fact that, while one of Sophie's tits was its normal, huge size, the other one wasn't. It had to be at least double, maybe even triple the size of the first.
A groan from Sophie snapped Madeleine out of her daze. "Fuck, sorry! Sorry, I just..." She trailed off as she carefully stepped over the mess at her feet. She'd have to go back and get another, but first she had to figure out what was going on! She walked up to Sophie's bedside, gasping in sheer awe size of the tit in front of her. Massive tits were not new to her. Growing tits were familiar, perhaps even quotidian. In her half a year at Growing Acres (and more than a little 'personal research' at home), Madeleine had never seen anyone grow this big, this fast. Sophie's moans and shallow breathing made the gigantic tit wobble hypnotically, sloshing on her chest. A trembling hand reached out to perch on top of it.
"MMMMMMFFFF!"
Like touching a hot stove, Madeleine jerked her hand away at the sound of Sophie's moan. Even that tiny bit of pressure had caused the Milker to cry out. Trying to remain professional, Madeleine resisted the urge to smell her hand, the sensation of Sophie's soft skin still lingering.
"Fucking hell, Soph. What happened to you..."
As soon as Madeleine asked the question, she got her answer. It came in the form of a subtle, rhythmic hissing. For a Milker Suite, this should have been background noise, but something about it seemed... off. Slowly, Madeleine made her way around to the foot of the bed and that's when she saw it.
"Oh, you poor, poor dear..."
The 'smaller'—though, at a size that doubled the average of any room she entered, the word hardly seemed to apply—of the two breasts sat just as it should, an industrial pump steadily sucking away at her leaking teat, whisking away what had to be pints of her milk every few minutes. The other pump, however, sucked at nothing, still keeping its steady pace, but with nothing to pull on. At some point in the middle of the night, it must have popped free. Just a few hours of not being milked had inflated Sophie's other tit to obscene proportion. Fighting the arousal that burned inside her, desperate to remain professional, Madeleine grabbed the pump and tried to fit it to Sophie's nipple. It had swollen in the night and it was a tight squeeze, but after a few moments of struggle, it slipped inside. Sophie moaned, arching her back, the closest thing that Madeleine would get to thanks until the pressure in her tit went down.
Until the pressure...
Madeleine bit her lip. She knew that Sophie was close to maxing out the capacity of the pumps. She was due for an upgrade sometime in the next month or so. With how much she had swollen and how much she produced, it would take hours for her to be sucked back down by the pumps. Madeleine had to help! That's what she was there for! The fact that her panties were soaked and clinging to her at the thought of Sophie's gigantic, overfull milktanks had nothing to do with it.
The aide returned to the side of Sophie's bed, reaching out to stroke the hair of the overwhelmed cow. "Sorry in advance, Soph... This is going to be a bit uncomfy, but I promise it'll help." The milker shot Madeleine a confused look, though it was unclear if she was confused by what Madeleine was suggesting or if she couldn't understand anything at all in her worked-up state. Madeleine kissed her fingertips and pressed them against Sophie's cheek.
Sliding down the side of the bed put Sophie's tit directly in front of her. God, it seemed even bigger now, even with the pump sucking away on it. Madeleine took a deep breath, pushing her B-cup breasts outward, and let out a long sigh to steel herself. "...here goes nothing..."
With that, Madeleine leaned forward and laid herself over the gargantuan tit. She lifted up onto her toes to put as much of her bodyweight onto the breast as she could. A mixture of pleasure and pain ripped from Sophie's throat. Madeleine tried to calm her. "I know, cutie. I know. But it'll all be over soon." At the very least, Madeleine was gratified to hear milk gurgling down the tubes towards the tank. It was working.
Twisting her body slightly, Madeleine reached one arm over the massive tit while the other snaked underneath. She looked into Sophie's glassy eyes, nearly rolled back completely in her head. Another deep breath and Madeleine squeezed. She squeezed as hard as she could, squeezing until her arms trembled from the effort. Sophie cried out in pleasure, arching her back. Trying to stay on top of Sophie's breast reminded the aide vaguely of a birthday party she had gone to at a western-themed restaurant. She had only managed a few seconds atop the mechanical bull, but she was determined to stay mounted on Sophie for as long as it took. She relaxed and squeezed, relaxed and squeezed, almost bouncing on top of the tit. Rolling her hips against it send pleasure beyond imagine through Madeleine's slender body.
Bit by bit, the enormous stockpile of milk began to lessen. Madeleine could feel the tit shrinking in her grip. Slowly, the flow of milk evened out and the breast returned to its normal, albeit still enormous, size. A deep ache ran the length of Madeleine's arms, weakening them. As she tried to right herself, leaning on a hand placed at the edge of the bed, she nearly lost her grip and plummeted down onto the soft tit again, quickly savoring the soft, milky pillow. Eventually, however, Madeleine managed to pry herself away from it and look down at her handiwork. She was proud that she had been able to help. She was horny for, well, for obvious reasons. A trembling hand reached up and pushed the hair matted to her forehead out of the way. A few deep breaths did little to slow her beating hear, but at least she managed to catch her breath. She looked at the blissed-out Milker and smiled, taking a moment to smooth out her uniform.
"Well, uh... glad we got that resolved! Just an example of, er... excellent customer service here at Growing Acres!"
Madeleine winked at Sophie. A dazed smile curled on Sophie's lips that made her aide's heart flutter. She swallowed, trying to collect herself.
"Anyway, let's get you that breakfast, hm? You gotta keep up with your diet so you can keep making all that milk~"
Let me show your future ✨
Curiosity could be exciting
Hottie to Mommy
Sabrina looked at herself in the mirror, and snapped a picture. The new black bra and panties hugging her tight body. Each piece clinging to her tight curves and accentuating her figure. Her tiny, but strong stature and abs on display left her smiling mischievously. She let her hands slowly drag across the lace nearly painted on her skin. Her boyfriend of a few months, Thomas, had bought the matching set telling her how badly he wanted to see her “Fill them out” as he put it. She chuckled to herself as she let her fingers and eyes roam her tight figure. “Fill them out, these could barely take anymore of me anyways.” The very thought of it made her purr. “He really must want me badly if he bought me such tight lingerie” She moaned as she leaned back on her bed and began to let her imagination take control, arching her body to feel the tight press of the black lace against her warm skin.
“He’d really have to get me filled up if he expects me to need something bigger than these. If my tits grew any bigger they would be pouring out the sides.” Sabrina’s eyes fluttered as she arched back and felt her bra grow tighter around her. “Umpph, I’d have to be taking his cock every night to get thicker.” Her hands had found their way to her soaking wet pussy, but couldn’t get inside of the fabric prison, her cunt was soaking every bit of the fabric around it, growing plush and thick, but totally encased in the lace fabric. Her hands and fingers desperately rubbed at the needy plush pussy, teasing even more moans, as she edged herself deeper. She felt her ass push out behind her causing her mound to arch up to meet her desperate fingers. Her body swelled out beneath her, as she imagined getting absolutely dicked down till bred by Thomas. Her breasts filled out, overflowing the fabric of the bra, but never breaking it, or letting her nipples peak out. The encasing of a comfortable prison seemed to grow with Sabrina. Her body was thrashing with need, sexed up to be thicker in every way, her dominant abs melted away to show a bit of stomach, her tiny tits, now compressed up to her with growing cup sizes. Rising around the fabric giving it a puffy and needy impression. Her ass was pillowing out slowly beneath her, and her pussy seemed to be begging to be filled out, swelling fat and plump beneath her frantic finger tips, still unable to be reached.
Sabrina moaned, bucking herself in wild control. Her mind was filled with being creampied over and over by Thomas till she was a quivering sloppy mess, her mind was blasted over and over again with the images of Thomas tearing away the now enhanced fabric. It felt clinging, and revealing. Dimly Sabrina was aware the outfit was molding itself to her new form, her sexed up body. Begging to be bred and filled. She felt her personality shifting, whereas before, the idea of pregnancy and children had been a future idea, maybe, when Sabrina was older and relaxed. Now, it was a driving need, a massive horny spike had been slammed into her brain, and if she didn’t drain Thomas’s cock soon, she was going to lose it. It felt imperative that her pussy be stuffed to its absolute brim as she moaned like a whore in heat. She imagined her breasts being perfect fuck pillows to elicit the thickest ropes of cum, being on her back tits wobbling back and forth as her pussy drained another load inside of her. Her body screamed with denial, coming closer and closer to coming, but hanging on by a thread. Sabrina slapped her own ass and ground her hips against her hands like it was her only form of communication. Body on fire dripping with sweat and bucking, Sabring felt the rush of heat again as her breasts swelled further out from her petite chest.
The fabric bent around the sudden influx of tit flesh. Sabrina’s tits swelled into volleyball size monsters that would make a pornstar blush. The nipples grew hard and thick as the fabric began to reveal more and more. Light strings took the place of lace as her cartoonishly huge breasts were hefted up into a more strappy and tight bra. Revealing everything in outlines of tight straps holding her cantaloupe sized tits in place. Her hands came up and began to massage the massive titties and grope her newly expanded nipples, she wantonly started sucking on her own breast as her thign shrunk up and grew into a tight little string wedged right over her clit, digging in slightly causing her to moan, tongue wrapped around her nipples, hands still attempting to break into their cloth prison. She could feel her mind slipping, she was on her bed begging to be free, to seek Thomas out and drain him. Shouldn’t he be home soon. Shouldn’t he be pounding into my cunt at this very moment. Draining his thick potent seed into me, swelling me. It’s what I want, it’s what this body craves. Sabrina moaned loudly as she crested another orgasam that seemed to stop the moment it started, leaving her bucking wildly. Still the now shrunken thong, wouldn’t let any fingers into the boiling wet cunt.
Thomas had come home early to see Sabrina after she had sent a saucy pic of the new lingerie that he had bought at that spooky magic sex shop. She was practically brimming around the edges from the picture, and Thomas was excited to get home and see it in person. He was surprised that it had fit so well, Sabrina was always so hard to shop for, being so small, but this set seemed a dead match. So, when Thomas came home and heard moaning and screaming in the bedroom, and smelled soaping wet sex smells emanating from the hallway he was a bit worried. He began to run to Sabrina’s cry, unaware his cock was throbbing its way down his pant legs as he moved. As he spun and entered the room he was greeted by a thick Milf looking woman, with much darker hair, and thicker body in every direction. The bimbo was on Sabrina’s bed, moaning like a slut begging for a dick to be shoved down her throat, he watched in mute horror as his cock throbbed its way out of his jeans and pulsed angrily against his waist band. Sabrina moaned loudly and caught his eyes. “Thomas, please fill up your sexy breedable girlfriend. I need it. I need to feel your cock, please, let me feel your cock spurt inside of me, breed me Thomas. BREED ME!” she screamed, as if on que, the panties that had been so restrictive suddenly split down a seam and spread around Sabrina’s boiling wet cunt.
Her lips finally parted and free, her fingers shot inside of herself with a howl as she bucked her hips up to meet the throbbing erection. Without warning or heed of any pretext, Thomas’s cock was inside of the strange bombshell on Sabrina’s bed. Every inch dove right to the very back of Sabrina’s soaking wet pussy. Her tits wobbled around Thomas’s head as he began to buck and fuck the screaming whore. She moaned, and wrapped her hips around him, locking his cock in as deep as it could go. She felt it pulsing, knew it would only be moments before she could feel the thick seed blasting inside of her, till she could finally feel full. Thomas, attempted to pull back, to maybe gracefully blow his load on her tits. But Sabrina wouldn’t let him go, she needed it. She pumped her legs in and out, milking the last of his energy, pushing him and his now steel erection to their limit. She howled as she felt the first blasts of cum burst down her needy pussy. Thomas lashed out, howling in pleasure as he grabbed up Sabrina’s huge tits and sucked violently on the newly engorged nipples, groping and mashing the pooling flesh.
Sabrina groaned as the final release of orgasms hit her hard. She felt each pulse of Thomas’s raging cock and watching in orgasmic bliss, as she felt her stomach bulge out from the massive load. She felt the relief of getting her man off, taking his seed like a good little breedable slut. She felt her tits glow up and began to swell under the onslaught of Thomas’s affections and passion. He was in fits, hips thrusting in and out of the blazing hot pussy, taking in the plush fuck toy with ever ounce of energy. He was vaguely aware this bombshell slut was filling out, her breasts were now almost too much to handle with two hands, and her ass was pooling behind her allowing more and more depth as his cock continuously erupted blast after thick blast. She was literally milking him dry and he couldn’t do anything. Her body went from curvy bombshell to pregnant fertility goddess, her stomach swelled out almost pushing him back, but her legs were strong and held him in place. He watched as her plush cunt thickened up and he could pull back the lips and see a glistening jelly bean sized clit slick with need. Sabrina pumped hard against the still bursting cock as she fluttered in and out of consciousness.
She couldn’t believe how much weight she was throwing around now. The black thong and string was almost nothing more than light fabric stretched around her now fully filled out body. She was a walking wet dream, already she could feel the milk in her nipples filling up, could feel the huge bulge of her stomach warm against Thomas. She purred as her body slowly began to come down. Sabrina could finally think again for the first time in what felt like hours. As she let go of Thomas, and watched as he stumbled back, a thick rope of cum coming from the tip of his cock and pooling in between Sabrina’s chunky cunt. He stared in amazement as his cock was inches longer than before and hefty in his hand, thick and still leaking, it was the cock of a man meant to breed sluts. As he looked up, Sabrina purred. Standing to her full naked height, body more pregnant than woman, dominated by her soft and luscious curves and dripping sex. She knew he would be hard again soon. And her pussy was already fluttering at the sight of that leaking cock. She hefted one breast up to her handsome man, presenting him a leaking milky nipple on a breast that was far to large to be real, a massive watermelon sized breast with a thick nipple was pushed to his mouth as Sabrina began working his cock back to full erection. “Congratulations Thomas, I filled it out,” as she gestured to the skimpy lingerie. Thomas, blinking his mouth still sucking on the nipple cock growing hard in her hands, he mumbled “Sabrina!” She shushed him. “and it looks like we might be having twins.”
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