Chapter 1: Oh Shit!
The dimly lit bar was a sanctuary for those who sought refuge from the harsh realities of the world. It was a place where the air was thick with the scent of aged whiskey and the hum of hushed conversations. The walls were adorned with vintage posters and the bar itself was a relic from a bygone era, polished to a shine that reflected the soft glow of the vintage lamps. The patrons were a motley crew of misfits, each with their own story to tell, but tonight, the focus was on four women who had gathered at the far end of the bar.
Fatima, Olga, Lucille, and Daisy were not your typical barflies. They were plus-sized women, each with their own unique charm and personality, and they were the heart of this little community.
Matt, a young man in his mid-twenties, was new to the bar. He was cocky, insensitive, and had a sharp tongue that he liked to use to cut people down. He had made the mistake of making fun of the four women, his laughter echoing through the bar as he mocked their size.
"Look at those cows," he had said, loud enough for everyone to hear. "They should come with a warning label."
The bar had gone silent.
All eyes were on Matt, but he was too drunk and too full of himself to notice the tension in the air. He turned back to his drink, a smug grin on his face.
Fatima, the largest of the four women, was the first to react. She pushed herself off her stool, her massive frame shaking the floor as she stood. "You little shit," she growled, her voice like thunder. "You think you can talk to us like that?"
Matt turned back to her, his grin fading as he took in her size. "I'm just saying what everyone else is thinking," he sneered.
Olga, the second largest, put a hand on Fatima's arm.
"Let's not stoop to his level," she said, her voice gentle but firm. "We don't need to prove anything to him."
Lucille, the businesswoman, scoffed. "You're right, Olga. We don't need to prove anything. We just need to show him what he's missing."
Daisy, the free spirit, nodded in agreement. "And what better way to do that than to show him what we can do with a man?" She winked at her friends, a wicked grin spreading across her face.
Mary, the sexy full-figured witch, had been watching the scene unfold with a mischievous glint in her eye.
She had heard Matt's remarks and had seen the hurt in her friends' eyes. She knew just how to make him pay.
She sauntered over to Matt, her hips swaying in a way that made his eyes widen. She was dressed in a tight black dress that hugged her curves in all the right places, and her big, fat ass swayed like a pendulum with each step she took. Her feet were bare, her perfect soles gleaming in the dim light.
"Hey there, handsome," she purred, running a finger down his chest.
"You look like you could use some... entertainment." She emphasized the last word, her voice dripping with innuendo.
Matt's eyes were glued to her ass, his mouth slightly open. "Uh, yeah," he stammered. "I could use some of that."
Mary smirked, taking his hand and leading him to a secluded booth in the corner of the bar. She pushed him down onto the worn leather seat, his eyes never leaving her body.
"Now," she said, straddling him, her dress riding up to reveal her thick thighs. "I think you and I should go spend some time together on the beach ." She leaned in, her breath hot on his ear. "I've got a little surprise for you."
Matt's heart pounded in his chest as he felt her grind against him, her wetness seeping through his jeans. "What kind of surprise?" he asked, his voice hoarse with desire.
Mary chuckled, running her hands up his chest. "You'll see," she said, standing up and pulling him to his feet. She took his hand and led him out of the bar, ignoring the curious glances from the other patrons.
The beach was quiet, the moon casting long shadows on the sand. Mary led Matt to a secluded spot, away from the prying eyes of the world.
She turned to him, her eyes gleaming in the moonlight. "Now, where were we?" she asked, a wicked grin on her face.
Matt, his cock already hard and straining against his jeans, grabbed her ass and pulled her against him. "I think we were about to have some fun," he growled, his hands squeezing her flesh.
Mary moaned, her head falling back as he kissed her neck, his teeth grazing her skin. "Oh, we're going to have fun alright," she said, her voice breathy. "But first, I want to play a little game."
Matt pulled back, his eyes narrowing. "What kind of game?"
Mary smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I want to bury you in the sand so that your head is the only thing sticking out of the sand dune. Then, I'm going to sit on your face and make you lick my pussy until I come all over your tongue."
Matt's eyes widened at the explicit image she painted in his mind. "You're fucking crazy," he said, but his cock twitched at the thought.
Mary laughed, a deep, throaty sound that sent shivers down his spine. "Crazy enough to make you beg for mercy," she said, pushing him down onto the sand. "Now, lie down and let me have my way with you."
Matt did as he was told, his heart pounding with anticipation. He lay on his back, the cool sand seeping through his clothes, as Mary straddled him.
She began to dig, her strong hands scooping out the sand, her ass swaying in the air. Matt watched, his cock throbbing, as she created a makeshift grave for him.
"Fuck, you're really going to do this, aren't you?" he asked, his voice a mix of awe and disbelief.
Mary looked back at him, her eyes gleaming. "Oh, I'm going to do more than that," she said, her voice a low purr. "I'm going to make you my little sand bitch."
Matt's cock twitched at the filthy words, and he felt a bead of pre-cum leak from the tip.
Mary, sensing his arousal, grinned wickedly and continued to dig, her massive ass bouncing with each movement. She was a vision, her curves glistening under the moonlight, her dress hiked up to reveal her thick thighs.
"Fuck, you're hot," Matt groaned, his hands reaching up to grab her ass. "I can't wait to feel you on my face." "Oh, you will feel me," she said, her voice a low purr.
"You'll feel every inch of me, every curve, every fucking pound of my fat ass smothering your face. You'll choke on my pussy, you'll drown in my juices, and you'll fucking love every second of it."
Matt's cock throbbed at her words, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He was already imagining the feeling of her massive thighs pressing against his cheeks, her pussy grinding against his mouth, her ass smothering him. He could feel the sand beneath him, cool and damp, contrasting with the heat that was building in his groin.
Mary had finally finished digging, and she stood over him, her massive hips silhouetted against the moon. She looked like a goddess, her curves outlined by the silver light, her dress clinging to her skin like a second layer.
"Alright, little sand bitch," she said, her voice a low growl. "It's time for your punishment."
Matt's heart pounded in his chest as he watched her step closer, her feet sinking slightly into the sand. He could see the outline of her pussy through her dress, and he licked his lips in anticipation.
She snapped her fingers and he became very securely buried under the sand with only his head exposed.
Matt's eyes widened in panic as he realized he was completely at her mercy. Mary smirked, her eyes gleaming with mischief. she called to the girls who were just out of sight . "Hey, ladies! Come and join the fun!"
Fatima, Olga, Lucille, and Daisy emerged from the shadows, their eyes gleaming with anticipation. They had been watching from a distance, their hearts pounding with excitement. They had never seen Mary like this before, so wild, so free, so... alive.
Mary beckoned them over, her hips swaying seductively. "Come on, girls. Let's show this little shit what we're made of."
The four women approached, their massive forms casting long shadows in the moonlight. They were a sight to behold, their curves glistening under the silver light, their dresses clinging to their skin like a second layer.
They were powerful, they were confident, and they were ready to take what they wanted.
Daisy, the largest of the four, was the first to approach. She looked down at Matt, her eyes gleaming with a hunger that made his cock twitch. she growled, her voice like thunder. "You think you can make us feel small?"
She straddled him, her massive thighs pressing against his cheeks, her pussy mere inches from his mouth. Matt could feel the heat radiating from her, could smell the musk of her arousal. He tried to speak, but all that came out was a muffled groan.
Daisy leaned down, her massive breasts pressing against his chest, and whispered in his ear, "You're going to love this, little sand bitch. You're going to love every fucking second of it."
She ground her pussy against his mouth, her juices coating his lips. He could taste her, sweet and tangy, and he moaned again, his cock throbbing against the sand. Daisy laughed, a deep, throaty sound that sent shivers down his spine. "You like that, don't you? You like being my little sand bitch."
She sat up, her massive thighs still pressing against his cheeks, and looked over at her friends.
"Who's next?" she asked, her voice a low growl.
Fatima, the second largest of the four women, stepped forward. She was a vision of curves and power, her massive frame shaking the sand as she moved. "I want to feel him squirm," she said, her voice like thunder.
She straddled him, her massive thighs pressing against his chest, her pussy grinding against his mouth. Matt could feel the weight of her, could feel the sand shifting beneath him as she moved. He moaned, his cock throbbing against the sand, as she ground against him.
Fatima leaned down, her massive breasts pressing against his chest, and whispered in his ear, "You're going to make me come, little sand bitch. You're going to make me come all over your face."
Matt's cock twitched at her filthy words, and he felt a bead of pre-cum leak from the tip. He was already on the edge, his body aching with desire, his mind a whirlwind of explicit images.
Fatima sat up, her massive thighs still pressing against his chest, and began to grind against him in earnest. She was a woman on a mission, her body moving with a rhythm that was ancient and primal.
Matt could feel every inch of her, every curve and every contour, as she ground against him. Her pussy was wet and hot, her juices coating his lips and chin, and he could feel her clit throbbing against his mouth.
He tried to stick out his tongue to taste her, but his movements were restricted by the sand that held him in place. Fatima noticed his struggle and smirked, reaching down to grab a handful of sand and rubbing it against his lips, making them raw and sensitive.
"Fuck, that feels good," she moaned, her body shuddering as she continued to grind against him . "You're making me so fucking wet, little sand bitch."
Matt's cock throbbed at her words, at the feeling of her pussy sliding against his sand-covered lips. He could feel the grit of the sand, the rough texture of it rubbing against his skin, heightening every sensation.
Olga, the third largest of the women, stepped up next. She was a nurturing soul, but tonight, she was a woman on a mission. She straddled him, her massive thighs pressing against his shoulders, her pussy mere inches from his mouth.
She looked down at him, her eyes filled with a hunger he had never seen before.
she growled, her voice low and dangerous.
Matt tried to speak, to apologize, but all that came out was a muffled groan. Olga's massive thighs were pressing against his neck, cutting off his air supply. He could feel the heat of her pussy, mere inches from his mouth, and he could smell her arousal, sweet and intoxicating.
Olga leaned down, her massive breasts pressing against his chest, and whispered in his ear, "You're going to make this up to us, little sand bitch. We are all about to make your head completely disappear into each of our asses ."
Matt's heart pounded in his chest as he felt Olga's massive thighs tighten around his neck, cutting off his air supply. His cock throbbed against the sand, desperate for release.
Olga sat up, her massive thighs still pressing against his shoulders, and began to grind against him in earnest.
Matt's cock throbbed in response, his body aching with desire. He was completely at their mercy, buried in the sand, unable to move, unable to speak. He could only feel, only experience, as these four massive women used him for their pleasure .
Olga's massive thighs were like a vice around his neck, cutting off his air supply.
She began to grind against him, her massive thighs pressing against his shoulders, her pussy sliding against his sand-covered lips.
"Fuck, that feels good," she moaned, her body shuddering as she continued to grind against him.
He could feel his lungs burning, his body desperate for oxygen, but all he could do was focus on the feeling of her pussy sliding against his lips.
She leaned down, her massive breasts pressing against his chest, and whispered in his ear, "You like that, don't you?
You like being our little sand bitch."
Matt's cock throbbed at her words, his body aching with desire. He could only feel, only experience, as these four massive women used him for their pleasure. "Next up is me," Lucille said, her voice dripping with anticipation. She straddled him, her massive thighs pressing against his hips, her pussy grinding against his nose. Matt's eyes widened as he felt her, hot and wet, through his jeans. "Fuck, you're huge," he groaned. Lucille chuckled, a low, sultry sound that sent shivers down his spine. "You ain't seen nothing yet," she said, her voice a low growl. "I'm going to sit on your face and make you lick my pussy until you pass out. My ass is so huge that your head will be completely inside it , and you won't be able to breathe. You'll be drowning in my juices, and you'll fucking love it."
Matt's cock throbbed at her words, his heart pounding in his chest. He was already hard, already desperate for release, but the thought of being smothered by her massive ass, of drowning in her pussy juices, was almost too much to bear.
Mary snapped her fingers again, and suddenly, Matt's head got smaller and Lucille's asshole got bigger. It looked big enough to fit his head completely inside it . "Fuck, that's huge," Matt groaned as he felt Lucille's massive ass cheeks spread open to reveal her tight, pink asshole.
Lucille smirked down at him, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "You think that's big? Wait till you see my pussy. It's so big that it'll take you hours to lick it all out." She ground her ass against his face, her massive cheeks pressing against his cheeks. Matt could feel the heat of her asshole, could smell the musk of her arousal.
He tried to speak, to beg for mercy, but all that came out was a muffled groan.
Mary spoke up, "I made your asshole bigger for a reason. Shove his whole head inside it now." Lucille positioned her asshole at the top of Matt's head and began to lower onto it. His whole head slipped effortlessly inside her asshole
Lucille sat up, her massive thighs still pressing against his hips, and began to grind against him in earnest.
Matt's head was completely inside her asshole, the tight muscles clenching around his face as she moved. He could feel the heat of her insides, could taste the saltiness of her sweat as it dripped onto his tongue.
"Fuck, that's so hot," she moaned, her body shuddering as she continued to grind against him. "You're so deep inside me, little sand bitch. I can feel your tongue licking my asshole."
Matt tried to speak, to beg for mercy, but all that came out was a muffled groan.
The tight muscles of Lucille's asshole clenched around his face, the heat of her insides enveloping him. He could feel the sweat dripping from her body onto his face, the saltiness of it coating his tongue as he tried to lick her.
Lucille's massive thighs were like a vice around his hips, holding him in place as she ground against him. Her ass cheeks were slick with sweat, the muscles clenching and unclenching as she moved.
"Fuck, that's so hot," she moaned, her voice a low growl.
Matt tried to speak, to beg for mercy, but all that came out was a muffled groan. The tight muscles of Lucille's asshole clenched around his face, the heat of her insides enveloping him.
She leaned forward and pulled his head out of her asshole with a pop. Suddenly whe felt like she had to take the most massive shit in the history of the universe. With her ass positioned directly above Matt's helpless face, she let loose a torrent of thick, hot, steaming shit that filled his mouth and nose, drowning him in her filthy waste.
Matt gagged and choked, trying to spit out the vile poop that filled his mouth, but there was nowhere for it to go. He was completely trapped, and it was piling up so fast that his head was going to be completely buried under it .
Lucille laughed, a deep, throaty sound that sent shivers down his spine. You like being my little shit-eating bitch."
Matt tried to shake his head no, but it was futile. He was completely at her mercy, buried in the sand, unable to move, unable to speak. All he could do was gag and choke as she continued to shit on his face.
The smell was overpowering, the taste bitter and foul. He could feel the shit dripping down his face, coating his skin, filling his nose and mouth. He was drowning in it, suffocating in it.
He could feel it filling his nose, his mouth, his ears. He was completely covered in it, completely at her mercy.
Lucille, still laughing, reached down and grabbed a handful of the steaming shit that covered his face. She smeared it all over his cheeks, his forehead, his chin. "You look so fucking hot like this," she said, her voice a low growl. "I could get used to this."
Matt tried to speak, to beg for mercy, but all that came out was a muffled gurgle. He was completely covered in her shit, completely at her mercy. He could feel it dripping down his face, coating his skin, filling his nose and mouth. She stood up and Fatima took her place squatting over him. Mary giggles and snapped her fingers again. Matt's head grew back to its normal size and Fatima suddenly started violently shitting on his face. The shit was hot and steaming and it filled his mouth and nose as it poured out of her asshole. He gagged and choked but there was no escape. He was completely buried under the sand and could only feel the shit covering his face.
Fatima's massive thighs were like a vice around his head, holding him in place as she continued to shit on him. She moaned and groaned as she emptied her bowels onto his face, her massive ass cheeks clenching and unclenching with each movement.
"Fuck, that feels so good," she moaned, her voice a low growl and squeezed harder causing massive amounts of shit to flow out of her. Matt was 100% buried. You couldn't see his head anymore. All you could see was a bulge in the sand and the biggest pile of poop that ever existed. Olga walked up to take her place next. She looked down at the pile of shit and laughed. "I've got a surprise for you too, little sand bitch." She squatted down and spread her massive cheeks apart. Mary snapped her fingers and said, "shit 50 pounds of thick poop now!" Olga's massive thighs spread apart and a massive torrent of thick, steaming shit poured out of her asshole and onto Matt's face. It was like a fucking waterfall of shit, coating his face, his nose, his mouth.
Olga's massive thighs were like a vice around his head, holding him in place as she continued to shit on him. It seemed to be endless , wave after wave of thick, hot shit pouring out of her asshole and onto his face.
"Fuck, that's so fucking hot," Olga moaned, her body shuddering as she continued to shit on him. "You're my little shit-eating bitch, aren't you? You love being covered in my filthy waste. Daisy, are you ready?
I want you to be the grand finale," Mary said, her voice dripping with anticipation. Daisy grinned, her massive body shaking with excitement. "Fuck yeah, I am," she said, her voice a low growl. She straddled Matt, her massive thighs pressing against his shoulders, her asshole mere inches from his face.
Daisy looked down at him, her eyes gleaming with hunger. "You ready to taste shit, little sand bitch?" she asked, her voice a low purr. Mary snapped "shit 200 pounds
of thick poop now!" Daisy's massive thighs spread apart and a massive torrent of thick, steaming shit poured out of her asshole and onto Matt's face. Daisy's massive thighs were like a vice around his head, holding him in place as she continued to shit on him. It seemed to be endless, wave after wave of thick, hot shit pouring out of her asshole and onto his face.
"Fuck, that's so fucking hot," Daisy moaned, her body shuddering as she continued to shit on him.
You love being covered in my filthy waste."
Matt's mind was a whirlwind of filth and depravity. He was drowning in shit, suffocating in it, but he couldn't deny the fact that his cock was throbbing, aching for release. He was hard as fuck, his body betraying him, responding to the humiliation and degradation.
Daisy looked down at him, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "You know what I think we should do next?"
Matt tried to speak, but all that came out was a muffled gurgling groan.
He was completely buried under the mountain of shit, his head held in place by Daisy's massive thighs. He could feel it everywhere, hot and steaming, coating his skin, filling his nose and mouth. He was drowning in it, suffocating in it, but his cock was throbbing, aching for release. she said, her voice a low purr. "I think we should clean you up." Mary snapped her fingers and all the shit was gone and matt was perfectly clean. She got on her hands and knees and crawled over to him, positioning the front of her skirt in front of his trapped face. She looked up, "You ladies are gonna love my next spell!" She lifted her skirt. She wasn't wearing any underwear. Her perfect, gorgeous pussy was less than An inch from Matt's mouth. "Open up!" She commanded. Matt opened his mouth wide amd she snapped her fingers again. Suddenly, a cock started growing out above her pussy. It was small at first and growing very slowly. Mary planned to let it keep growing until it was 18 inches long and fatter than a grapefruit. She placed the small cock in his mouth and began to slowly fuck his face with it. Matt's eyes widened as he felt the cock grow bigger and bigger in his mouth. He could feel it stretching his jaw, filling his throat as it grew.
"Fuck, that's so hot," Daisy moaned, watching Mary's pussy fuck Matt's face. "You like that, little sand bitch? You like having a cock in your mouth?"
Matt tried to speak, to beg for mercy, but all that came out was a muffled groan around the massive cock in his mouth. He could feel it throbbing, growing harder as Mary fucked his face with it.
Mary looked up at the other women, a wicked grin on her face. "Who wants to help me fuck this little bitch's face?"
Fatima, Olga, and Lucille all eagerly stepped forward, their massive bodies shaking with anticipation. Mary snapped her fingers and all 4 women grew cocks bigger than any cocks that ever existed . They were all 20 inches long and thicker than a grapefruit. They were all hard as fuck and throbbing with desire.
Mary looked up at the other women, a wicked grin on her face. "Who wants to help me fuck this little bitch's face?" she asked.
Fatima stepped forward, her massive thighs shaking with excitement. "I'll go first," she said, her voice a low growl. She positioned her massive cock at the corner of Matt's mouth and began to fuck his face with it. Matt gagged and choked as the massive cock filled his mouth, stretching his jaw to the limit.
He could feel the thick veins pulsing against his tongue, the salty pre-cum leaking onto his taste buds. He tried to pull back, but Fatima's massive thighs held him in place, her pussy grinding against his forehead as she fucked his face with her cock.
"Fuck, that's so good," Fatima moaned, her body shuddering as she continued to fuck Matt's face. "You're such a good little cocksucker, aren't you?"
Matt tried to shake his head no, but all that did was make Fatima's cock slide even deeper into his throat. He could feel it hitting the back of his throat, making him gag and choke.
Fatima's massive thighs were like a vice around his head, holding him in place as she continued to fuck his face with her cock.
"Fuck, that's so hot," Fatima moaned, her body shuddering as she continued to fuck Matt's face. He could taste the salty pre-cum leaking from the tip, could feel the thick veins pulsing against his tongue.
He could feel it hitting the back of his throat, making him gag and choke.
Fatima laughed, a deep, throaty sound that sent shivers down his spine.
You like being our little cocksucking bitch?" He could feel it throbbing, growing harder as Fatima fucked his face with it. He could feel the heat of her pussy, could smell the musk of her arousal as she ground against his forehead.
She was relentless, her hips moving in a steady rhythm, her massive cock sliding in and out of his mouth with ease.
Matt could feel his jaw aching, his throat burning as she fucked him harder and faster.
Suddenly, Fatima pulled out, leaving Matt gasping for air. Before he could catch his breath, Olga stepped forward, her massive cock already leaking pre-cum. Mary got up and stepped back to watch as Olga swiftly shoved her cock all the way down Matt's throat . Matt gagged and choked, but Olga didn't care. She was too busy enjoying the feeling of her massive cock filling his mouth.
"Fuck, that's so hot," Olga moaned, her body shuddering as she began to fuck Matt's face with her cock.
Matt tried to shake his head no, but Olga's massive thighs were like a vice around his head, holding him in place. He could feel her cock throbbing in his mouth, could taste the salty pre-cum leaking from the tip.
Olga's hips moved in a steady rhythm, her massive cock sliding in and out of Matt's mouth with ease. She shoved it all the way in and held it deep. Mary snapped "Cum 10 gallons now!" and suddenly Olga's cock started pumping gallons of thick cum into Matt's mouth. It was like a fucking river of cum, filling his mouth and throat and spilling out onto his chin and neck. Matt choked and gagged, trying to swallow as much as he could, but it was too much. The cum was pouring out of his mouth and nose, coating his face and neck and chest.
Olga's massive thighs were like a vice around his head, holding him in place as she continued to pump cum into his mouth. She moaned and groaned as she emptied herself onto him, her massive body shuddering with each spurt.
Matt was drowning in her cum, choking on it, unable to breathe. He could feel it filling his mouth, his throat, his lungs.
Olga pulled out, leaving Matt gasping for air, his mouth and throat coated in her cum. Before he could catch his breath, Lucille stepped forward, her massive cock already rock hard and leaking pre-cum.
"Your turn, little sand bitch," she growled, her voice low and dangerous. She grabbed him by the hair and yanked his head back, exposing his throat. She positioned the head of her cock at his lips and began to push inside. She pushed it down his throat and it was so huge that it reached his belly. Mary snapped "cum 20 gallons!" and suddenly Lucille's cock started pumping gallons of thick cum directly into Matt's stomach . It was like a fucking waterfall of cum, filling his stomach and making him feel like he was going to burst. He could feel it sloshing around inside him, coating his insides with a thick layer of cum.
Lucille's massive thighs were like a vice around his head, holding him in place as she continued to pump cum into his stomach.
Matt was drowning in cum, his stomach full to the brim, his body aching with the weight of it all. He could feel it sloshing around inside him, could feel the heat of it as it coated his insides.
He tried to gag, to spit it out, but Lucille's massive thighs held him in place, her pussy grinding against his forehead as she continued to pump cum into his stomach.
"Fuck, that's so hot," Lucille moaned, her body shuddering as she emptied herself onto him. "You're such a good little cumdumpster, aren't you?"
Matt tried to shake his head no, but all that did was make Lucille's cock slide even deeper into his throat.
Lucille's massive thighs were like a vice around his head, holding him in place as she continued to fuck his face with her cock.
Matt could feel his stomach stretching to its limit, the cum sloshing around inside him, making him feel like he was going to burst.
"Fuck, that's so good," Lucille moaned, her body shuddering as she continued to fuck Matt's face with her cock.
She could feel it throbbing, growing harder as she pumped more and more cum into his stomach. She looked up at Daisy , who was eagerly waiting for her turn. "He's all yours," Lucille said, pulling out of Matt's throat with a wet pop. She straddled Matt, her massive thighs pressing against his chest, her asshole mere inches from his face. "You ready to taste shit again, little sand bitch?"
Mary snapped her fingers, and suddenly, Matt's head grew to the size of a basketball. Daisy's eyes widened in surprise, but she quickly recovered, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "Fuck yeah, that's perfect," she said, her voice a low growl.
Daisy positioned her cock at Matt's mouth. It was easily the largest, fattest cock of all. She carelessly shoved it down his throat until it actually went inside his stomach. Her cockhead was so massive thatvyou could see its outline through Matt's stomach. Mary snapped "Cum like a fire hose and don't stop until cum is leaking out of every hole Matt has!!" Daisy roared, her massive thighs clenching around his head as she began to pump endless amounts of cum directly into Matt's stomach . His stomach was already full to the brim, but Daisy didn't care. She was too busy enjoying the feeling of her massive cock filling his mouth and throat.
Matt gagged and choked, trying to spit out the cum that was pouring out of his mouth and nose, but it was too much. The cum was pouring out of every hole he had, coating his face, his neck, his chest. He could feel it dripping down his chin, onto his shirt, onto the floor.
Daisy's massive thighs were like a vice around his head, holding him in place as she continued to pump cum into his stomach. Mary's spell ensured that it was endless and shooting out gallons and gallons of cum. It was like a never-ending waterfall of cum, filling his stomach and making him feel like he was going to burst.
"Fuck, that's so hot," Daisy moaned, her body shuddering as she continued to pump cum into Matt's stomach.
Matt tried to shake his head no, but all that did was make Daisy's cock slide even deeper into his throat. He could feel it throbbing, growing harder as she pumped more and more cum into his stomach. He could feel his stomach stretching to its limit, the cum sloshing around inside him, making him feel like he was going to burst.
He could feel it leaking out of his asshole, his nose, his ears, even his fucking eyes. He was drowning in cum, suffocating in it, but Daisy showed no signs of stopping.
"Fuck, that's so good," she moaned, her massive body shuddering as she continued to pump cum into him. "You're such a good little cumdumpster, aren't you? You love being filled with my hot cum, don't you?" Mary giggled and snapped her fingers again. Daisy cock grew longer and longer. Her cock kept pumping out cum and growing longer. Matt's eyes widened as he could feel it going into his throat, all the way through him and then it kept growing until it was all the way through him and coming out his asshole, still spraying cum all over the place. It was like a never-ending stream of cum, filling him up completely.
Daisy's massive thighs were like a vice around his head, holding him in place as she continued to pump cum into him. Everyone but Matt laughed at the sight.
His body was covered in cum, his face a mess of sweat and tears. He was gasping for air, his body convulsing as he tried to catch his breath.
Daisy pulled out of him with a wet pop, her massive cock glistening with cum. She looked down at him, a wicked grin on her face. "I think it's time to destroy his balls. Mary, can you transport us to the dungeon and have him strapped down with his balls laid out on a board so we can stand and stomp on them?
I want to hear them pop like grapes." Daisy said, her voice dripping with malice.
Mary snapped her fingers, and in an instant, they were all standing in a dimly lit dungeon. Matt was strapped down to a wooden table, his arms and legs secured with heavy leather straps. His balls were laid out on a wooden board, exposed and vulnerable.
Fatima, Olga, Lucille, and Daisy stood around the table, looking down at Matt with cruel smiles on their faces. Mary stood off to the side, her arms crossed over her chest, a wicked grin on her face.
"Let's get this show on the road," Mary said, her voice a low purr.@Milking machine