You know, maybe betting your partner to touch the knot dildo statue you found at the antique store wasn't such a good idea. Much more when it vanished as they touched it. but you did find a really cool lamp, so it balances out
What was "worse" was when them came into your room asking for some help, and you could see with your eyes a very noticeable bulge, like, something straight out of a porno. Unzip their pants your face gets slapped with the biggest knot you could ever dream of, leaking some percum on you. Taking off the pants some more and you could see two massive hanging off the monster cock. They ask if you could, help them. They tried masturbating and it worked for a bit keeping the size down, but they went a while with out doing it and now it's gotten to big for comfort. You being the good Samaritan accept the challenge
Hours later and your mind is hazy, hours of ball draining sex right into you. Load after load in your hole, your mouth, on you, what ever. Your womb has swollen considerably, looking like you could pregent with a clutch or batch, it didn't matter. The memories of when the knot got stuck in you and filled you, not letting a single drop leave you for minutes on end started to hit you, and God did it feel good to remember. you turn to look over to your partner, their cock and balls back to normal, and the knot dildo statue next to the lamp you bought.
Now you just have to think, what's going to find more use, the lamp lighting up the room, or the knot and your partner.
mmmngh god thats so hot. your lover lost in it, driving the knot into you, filling you over and over again... and the more they use you the more addicted you both come to this knot, that magical statue... and then you think, well... you bet you could take it, right? you wonder what would happen if your partner slid it inside themself or... what if you slid it inside yourself...
