Onyx sucked slowly and languorously around the thick head of the pulsing cock. Her tongue expertly circles the crown, teasing and exploring the swollen gland with her lips. Gurgling happily, she let her throat relax and let every throbbing inch fill her mouth and slowly down her throat as she bobbed up and down. The curse had been relentless, ever since she pissed off that witch at the Ren Faire a week ago, Onyx had been obsessed with sucking cocks. Obsession was a weak word in this case. Onyx could barely think unless a cock was down her throat, her mind was constantly in a horny state of needing to be spread thin around a big thick meaty pole.
Her lips bobbed up and down around the decently sized cock in her throat at this very moment. She had found a young man at the bar that had been decently drunk and wanting to fool around. Not a hard find, but finding one that Onyx could spend the whole night draining was becoming a difficult task to fill. Her body had transformed into a cock sucking machine, making every mark easier and easier to get off. Her lips had begun to plump up over the last few days, and she found that any phallic object she picked up immediately found its way between her lips, her roommate Jack had found her more than once idly sucking on a banana she had barely even peeled for her morning breakfast. Onyx felt the sudden buck of the young man's hips as his nirvana reached its climax between her luscious lips. The next actions were ordered, measured, her tongue shot down the entire length of his cock stretching to the base as it slid up the shaft urging the eruption inside of her, teasing the man by holding back the tide with the tip of her tongue as his pleasure built deep inside his balls. The churned to erupt, and Onyx hungered for more as the pressure finally broke and a torrent of semen shot down Onyx’s throat coating her insides as she felt the release for a brief moment of the insatiable hunger. Her body, still getting used to this onset of magical lust, had begun to shift the extra protein into her tits. Causing them over the last week to go from bouncy bitty B’s to C’s. With no sign of slowing down as he consumption only seemed to be increasing. As she began to milk this screaming mans seed down her stomach she held him down expertly plunging her head up and down the length of her curse’s relief.
If she was being honest, Onyx didn’t mind the curse that much. She had always been a promiscuous little red head with a knack for getting what she wanted with a bit of extra flirting. The boost to her figure was also not going unappreciated. The first night she woke up, after the curse made her suck off her roommate and bestie at the Ren Faire in a half drunken stupor, she had thought it was weird that her favorite sleepy tank was a bit tight after all these years. So when Onyx woke up from her tryst last night and promptly kicked them out (since they “couldn’t get hard again” Humph) so she could check out her new and improved tits. She had more than doubled in size! Her cute titties had barely been contained in her old nighty, the C cups had strained the old cloth, revealing just how plump and bouncy her breasts were becoming. Now, her breasts would have shredded the tight clothing.
Two juicy cantaloupe sized tits jutted from Onyx small frame. Her lips came together as two perfect pillows that indented to the middle begging to be pressed in by a thick cock. The man last night had been a thick boi, with a few huge loads and it showed in all the extra meat Onyx was carrying in her tits. She hefted one up, and marveled at the weight of it all. She brought her puffy nipple to her lips and let her growing tongue slide out and tease herself expertly. The [ure pleasure she felt from her massively expanded breasts and sensual nipple, was matched only by the bliss her tongue felt as it explored, prodded and lapped at her own flesh. She was both in control, and deeply lost in her own self. Each hand began to massage the massive titty towards her lips, she tried desperately to get her lips all the way around herself. But, it was too much. Her lust took over and she collapsed onto her bed, desperately humping herself silly with one hand plunging as many fingers as she could into her needy cunt, and shoving as much tit meat into her needy mouth whimpering the whole time. She hadn’t been awake more than 30 minutes before Onyx had collapsed to the floor. Her eyes fluttered up at the door that her last meal just left, makeup still on from the night before. She felt ecstasy and need, each nerve in her body was on fire, looking to get fucked or fuck something. Anything. How long she laid there on the ground felt like forever. That was until her roommate came home.
Justin, had one hell of a time with the work conference after the Ren Faire, he knew it was going to be a tight turn around, work and play and all that. What he was not prepared for was his new and improved….. Stamina. Ever since him and Onyx had drunkenly hooked up again (not the first time, but hey what are two college besties supposed to do in a dry spell). He had been…. Well hard. For almost a week straight, hard and throbbing. Justin had tried, he really did. He avoided all the team meet ups he could, and the company socials, and pretending to be sick, or just jet lagged. When in reality he had been masturbating every spare minute. His cock shooting off massive loads over and over. He had started ejaculating into the tub, as it was easier to clean up in bulk instead of into kleenex over and over. He accidentally got caught by a young house maid at the hotel, during one of his more vocal play sessions. Only to then convince her in a performance of erotic need, and a thick massively dripping cock. The woman left a few hours later, disheveled and thoroughly fucked. After that brief period of clarity Justin finished all his work and made his exit to come home. Now as he entered the apartment he saw Onyx writhing on the floor. Her massive breasts now wobbled back and forth in her face as she moaned and played with her naked form.
Onyx, starred up, briefly letting her fingers rest to be in shock of Justin standing there in the hallway. He was supposed to be home tomorrow wasn’t he? Had she lost that much time. No, she tried to get her mind back to the present, it was only a few hours. But then she saw it. Justin’s cock was beginning to create a quickly growing wet spot across his waist. The head was outlined perfectly in the pleat pants and if she strained her eyes past the two massive orbs in her face she could even see the throbbing of his veins. The head pulsing with every drop oozing from the head. Justin dropped his luggage where he stood. Slowly reached behind him and shut the door. Shakily, his hands came back to his front and began to undo the belt, clearly the only thing still holding together the soggy pants.
Onyx’s eyes fluttered as she rolled over on her hands and knees, her tits pooling to the ground, eliciting a moan and a loud slap as her nipples dragged beneath her tiny frame. Despite her lips and breasts swelling out, the rest of her had stayed lean, giving her an outlandish top half, and a pert little bubble butt. The witch had been right, she had been transformed into the perfect cock sucker. It looked comical to Justin in the back of his mind. Onyx wouldn’t be able to stand up straight, but those thoughts went away as his cock ripped out of his pants and boxers and slapped heavily on Onyx’s face.
Long stringy pearl trails lead from the tips of Justin’s cock and prison to Onyx face. She was already slimy and slippery before she began to blow bubbles and raspberries against the throbbing under vein. Justin’s cock was a raging behemoth, throbbing hugely against her pert face. Her red hair a mess wet and slippery pasted to her skin. She was looking doe eye’d up at him as the cock lurched across her face, stretching itself farther and farther, casting a shadow and leaving a trail up Onyx face. Her remaining lipstick and eye shadow rubbed off as the cock reached its pinnacle. The head pulsed like an angry plum, thick and meaty it rested on her forehead as Onyx tongue dragged itself up and down his shaft. More than 10 inches of thick cock meat now rested against Onyx's tiny face, her lips spread out like soft pillows beneath the massive rod. She slobbered around it making it look like a huge hotdog between two pathetic buns. Justin pulled back slowly, his hips and ass hitting the door. Onyx let the cock drag her face forward till it was lined up with lips and throat. She knelt there at the tip of the head, her tongue spiralling its way down as much of the length as possible. Her eyes were in a dreamy haze mesmerized by the feast in front of her, before she felt him buck. Justin roared and shook the tiny apartment as he thrust inch after girthy inch of steaming hot cock down her tight throat. A gurgling could be heard as his balls slapped hard against the lower lips of Onyx. He was relentless in his assault, moaning loudly. “What did you do to me you cocksucking slut!” He grunted and pulled back till only the pulsing head rested on Onyx tongue, precum slobbering down her lips as she sputtered, and he plunged again. Her body shook and spasmed, her tits wobbled in a mess of precum and spit as Onyx was used as a cock sleeve for this prime cock meat. She orgasmed with every thrust, every time the salty taste of Justin’s pendulous balls hit her lips she felt her clit tingle and her body light on fire. She was in bliss, she was the big tittied cock sucking slut she had dreamed of in her most perverse fantasy, and Justin was finally putting her in her place with the thickest manliest penis she had ever beheld. A wave of euphoria hit Onyx as Justin grabbed the sides of her face and pushed himself as deep as he could go. She could feel the throbbing head deep in her throat filling her, as it exploded like a fire hose down her throat. She moaned, vibrating her whole body around the massive intruder and elicited a moan from Justin. “You did this to me, you will have to deal with the consequences of your actions, my little slut. I will use you every day, every night till you collapse. I have been in torture since gaining this cock, not knowing that my relief was at home. You will be my release, my cock sleeve, used to empty my balls and worship this cock.” Justin had never spoken to her that way. Never been so forceful, but he had never had this cock before. This need. And as he drained what felt like a gallon of cum down Onyx throat he slowly pulled back, letting every dripping glistening inch be unsheathed. Her tongue shot out, trying to lap the last bead of precum before it fell onto her massive tits. The cock wedged itself on top of her breasts, still leaking and throbbing, it wasn’t quite as angry. Justin looked down on Onyx, he knew things had changed, that she was now his obsession. He was just stirring with ideas of how to permanently work from home when he saw it before his eyes.
Onyx felt it this time. It felt different. Somehow, complete. The massive load she had just ingested sat warmly in her body. The glow afterwards was hazy, she was dimly aware her hand was stroking Justin’s cock as he continued to leak over her tits. But, then she felt the pulsing slippery head wedge deeper. She blearily looked down, to watch her new master's cock become lost in more flesh. Her tits! They felt incredible. She watched in mute ecstasy as her massive breasts swelled out even more. Her nipples grew erect and swelled out all around, growing pebbly and dense as they popped out more thickening. Her body leaned forward from the weight, as the two huge orbs began to fill up slowly, expanding, deepening the line of cleavage as they pooled around the massive cock. More and more mass till it dominated Onyx. She would be able to stand, but why would she. Her place was here, massive tits wrapped around her master's cock. The head of which was now peaking out, bobbing and throbbing back to its impressive girth, from between the massive tits. She groaned as her hands reflexively began to massage her growing tits around the object of her worship. Her form filled out more and more to encompass every last inch of Justin’s massive rod. Onyx hands were eclipsed by Justin’s as he hefted up as much tit flesh as he could and began roughly manhandling Onyx tits as he started bucking into her. Like a slamming against a door frame, Justin pounded into the canyon of tit flesh. “Wrap your slut lips around the head cocksleeve.” He grunted, not knowing what came over him, he just knew she was his now, knew she had been built for his pleasure, and he was going to use it. He grunted slamming Onyx back to the ground. Grabbing up as much breast flesh as he could he roughly began face fucking his growing whore. Onyx wrapped her lips around the bashing and thrashing cock head, and sucked for dear life. She had become the perfect cocksucking slut. Her needy and soaking wet pussy could never take Master's thick cock. But her lips, her tits? Those could be used every day, every night. She would live to suck on Masters huge cock, polish it while he worked, nestle under his desk till he was drained, coating her, filling her, Onyx mind filled with bliss as she gave in to the building pleasure, gave into the ecstasy of wrapping her body around this cock, and letting go. Justin pounded away till the rest of the evening. Leaving his new cock sleeve to clean up as he logged onto his laptop and requested to work from home stroking his cock the entire time.
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