Chapter 2: Hunger Drive
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The cornstalks swayed like drunken sentinels, their brittle leaves scraping against one another in a chorus of dry whispers. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and something older—something that smelled of rust and rot and the slow decay of things long forgotten. Erika’s breath came in ragged gasps, her chest heaving as she stood there, her yoga pants still clinging to her thick thighs, her tits exposed and glistening from the scarecrow’s saliva. The cold air made her nipples ache, the tight buds standing erect, her skin prickling with goosebumps.
She looked forward - bracing herself as the scarecrow pressed his cock against her pussy, applying slow and deliberate pressure. The thick head of his cock pushed against her lips, spreading them apart as he began to enter her. Erika gasped, her breath hitching in her throat as she felt the sheer size of him stretching her open. She could feel her pussy resisting, her body clenching in instinctive protest, but the scarecrow was relentless.
"Fuck, you're tight," he growled, his voice like dry leaves scraping against stone. His hands gripped her hips, fingers digging into the soft flesh of her thick thighs as he began to push deeper. The pressure was intense, as her pussy struggled to accommodate his massive girth. She let out a choked whimper as he slowly pressed his cock in.
The sheer size of him was overwhelming, her pussy stretching obscenely around his thick shaft. She could feel every ridge and vein of his cock as it slid deeper, filling her completely. The scarecrow let out a low, guttural groan, his fingers digging into her hips as he began to fuck her with slow, deliberate thrusts.
"Fuck, you're so tight," he growled, his voice rough and gravelly. "I can feel your cunt squeezing me like a vice."
Erika moaned, her body betraying her as she felt a wave of pleasure wash over her. She couldn't help but arch her back. The scarecrow withdrew his cock to the tip - and with a rough thrust - he burrowed his cock in to the hilt - causing Erika to gasp before she let out a loud moaning scream.
Ed was off in the distance when he heard Erika’s scream - as he rushed towards the sound, running through the corn fields in that direction. He couldn’t see her, but he could hear her moans and screams - and he knew something was wrong. He ran faster, his heart pounding as he called out her name.
As he got closer he could hear her “UGH! UGHHH! OH GOD! AGH! UGN! It’s so fucking but! UGH!” He turned a corner and saw her - bent over, her yoga pants pulled down around her ankles, her huge tits bouncing with every thrust as the scarecrow ravaged her from behind.
Erika’s screams were loud and desperate, her body trembling with each powerful thrust. The scarecrow’s hands gripped her hips tightly, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he slammed into her with a relentless rhythm , causing her huge tits to sway back and forth with each thrust. Her screams continued as Ed watched the scarecrow grabbing her hips, pumping in and out of her roughly “UGH! OH FUCK! UGH! UGH’! MMH! Please! AGH!” Erika’s voice cracked, her throat raw from screaming as the scarecrow’s monstrous cock pistoned into her with brutal, relentless force. The sound of wet flesh slapping against flesh echoed through the corn maze, a filthy, obscene rhythm that drowned out everything else. Her thick thighs trembled, her knees buckling with each savage thrust, but the scarecrow’s grip on her hips kept her upright, impaled on his cock like a helpless doll.
Ed stood frozen at the edge of the clearing, his breath ragged, his heart hammering against his ribs.