Chapter 3: Can't beat them, join them
The afternoon sun filtered through the large windows of the Victorian home, casting a warm, golden glow over the polished wooden floors.
After breakfast Tyler and Cassidy tried to get the house set up and finish unpacking. They were finding some tasks harder to do than it should have been. Their minds seemed to be getting dumber. Tyler was struggling to remember where things went. He couldn't seem to find the right words. He was having a hard time focusing on the task at hand.
Cassidy seemed to be struggling with the same her problem. Her once inquisitive and intelligent mind seemed to be dulling, she felt giggly and she was struggling to use bigger words . She was finding it hard to focus on the task at hand. She kept spacing out, she was starting to act like a bimbo . She was struggling to use bigger words. She was struggling to find the right words. She was struggling to find the right words to say.
Their bodies had changed again . She could see it in the mirror. The curve of her hips and the swell of her breasts were more pronounced. She could see the way her body moved, the way her hips swayed as she walked. She could see the way her breasts bounced as she moved. The way her ass jiggled with the slightest movement. She was nearly as curvy as the rest of the women in town. She could feel the way her body moved as she walked. She could feel the way her hips swayed as she walked. She could feel the way her breasts bounced as she moved. She could feel the way her ass jiggled with the slightest movement.
Tyler had also noticed the changes in his own body. His muscles were more defined, his abs more chiseled. He could feel the strength in his arms, the power in his legs. He looked in the mirror and saw a man he barely recognized. He was bigger, stronger, more... primal. His mind, however, was a different story. He struggled to remember simple things, like where he had put his keys or what he was supposed to be doing. He found himself staring blankly at tasks, his mind foggy and unclear. He was struggling to use bigger words. He was struggling to find the right words. He was struggling to find the right words to say. The most noticeable change though was his cock and balls. Both had swelled to a massive size. His cock was multiple inches longer than a few weeks ago, and more than twice as thick . His balls were so big and heavy that he could feel them swaying with each step. He looked down at his cock, which was already half-hard, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of pride and primal satisfaction. He was becoming a fucking beast, and he could feel the raw, animalistic power coursing through his veins. His cock twitched, throbbing with a need to be inside Cassidy again, to claim her, to mark her as his own. He felt the urge to pound her and fill her pussy with his seed. He was becoming more and more like a caveman.
Tyler walked into the living room where Cassidy was trying to set up the internet. She was struggling with the router. Tyler walked up to her and asked, "Are you okay? You seem to be struggling. Do you need help?" He said with concern in his voice.
Cassidy turned to face him, her eyes filled with confusion and frustration. "I can't seem to figure this out," she admitted, her voice soft and breathy. "I feel like my brain is all fuzzy. I can't remember what I'm supposed to be doing. I can't remember how to do this." She held up the router, her fingers tracing the buttons and ports aimlessly. "I feel so...
dumb," she said, with a giggle "I...um.. like... feel all dumb and stuff" she said, her voice trailing off as she struggled to find the right words. She looked up at Tyler, her eyes wide and innocent, and he could see the confusion and frustration swirling in their depths. She was struggling to find the right words to say. Tyler could see the change in her, the way her body had transformed, the way her mind seemed to be slowing down. He could see the way her breasts bounced as she moved. He could see the way her ass jiggled with the slightest movement. "I.. um... keep uh..." she struggled to find the words "not being able to think" she looked up to Tyler. "Mind... keep... getting horny... and no remember" she said, her voice trailing off as she struggled to find the right words.
Tyler stepped closer, taking the router from her hands and setting it gently on the table. He placed his hands on her shoulders, feeling the softness of her skin beneath his fingertips. "It's okay, Cass," he said softly, his voice low and soothing. "We'll figure it out together. You're not alone in this."
Cassidy leaned into his touch, her body pressing against his as she let out a soft sigh. "I feel so... so different, Tyler. I feel like a bimbo , I feel like I can’t think straight, like I can’t even remember simple things. I feel like I’m losing myself, and I don’t know what to do about it. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and desperation. "I don't know what's happening to me, Tyler. I don't know what's happening to us. I feel like I'm losing myself, and I don't know what to do about it." Her voice was soft and breathy, her words slurring slightly as she struggled to find the right ones. "I feel like I'm losing control, like I'm drowning in this... this fog of desire and lust."
"I feel it too, I keep forgetting things, the only thing my mind can focus on is fucking you. I keep wanting to fuck you, I can't stop thinking about it. I can't stop thinking about being inside you, about filling you with my cum. I can't stop thinking about the way your body feels against mine, the way your pussy grips my cock. I can't stop thinking about the way you moan when I fuck you, the way you beg for more. I can't stop thinking about the way you look at me, the way you touch me, the way you make me feel." Tyler confessed, his voice low and husky with desire.
He could feel the heat radiating from her body, the softness of her skin beneath his fingertips, and the way her curves fit perfectly against him. He could feel the primal urge to claim her, to mark her as his own, coursing through his veins. He could feel his cock throbbing with need, the urge to be inside her, to fill her with his seed, overwhelming him. He could feel his balls, heavy and full, swaying with each movement, ready to release their load deep inside her. He could feel the animalistic power coursing through his veins, the raw, primal need to dominate her, to claim her, to make her his.
Cassidy looked up at him, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and desire. "Tyler, I... I don't know what's happening to me. But I Want you to fuck me again. I want you to breed me. I want you to fill me up with your seed. I want you to make me your little cum slut. I want you to use my body for your pleasure. I want you to make me your personal fuck toy. I want you to mark me as yours. I want you to claim me as yours. I want you to own me. I want you to dominate me. I want you to control me. I want you to use me. I want you to fuck me. I want you to breed me. I want you to fill me up with your seed.
I want you to breed me." Cassidy's voice was breathy and desperate, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and desire. She could see the primal need in Tyler's eyes, the way his body tensed with arousal, and the way his cock throbbed with need.
He was becoming more and more like a caveman, and she could feel the raw, animalistic power coursing through his veins. She could feel the heat radiating from his body, the way his muscles tensed and relaxed beneath his skin, and the way his cock throbbed with need.
Tyler's hands moved from her shoulders to her hips, pulling her against him, his body pressing against hers. He could feel her breasts pressing against his chest, her nipples hard and erect, and he could feel the heat of her pussy against his thigh.
He moved her over to the kitchen table and bent her over it, spilling plates and trays to the floor He could see her ass jiggling in front of him. He could see her pussy glistening with wetness.
He slapped her ass, completely enthralled as it jiggled wildly
. He could feel the primal need to claim her, to mark her as his own, coursing through his veins.
He rubbed his cock against her ass, feeling the softness of her skin and the heat radiating from her body.
Cassidy moaned softly, her body pressing back against his, urging him on. "Tyler, please—fuck me. I need you inside me.
I need to feel you stretching me, filling me. I need to feel your hot, sticky cum deep inside me. Please, Tyler—I need you to fuck me. I need you to breed me. I need you to make me your little cum slut." Cassidy's voice was breathy and desperate, her words slurring slightly as she struggled to find the right ones. She could feel the heat radiating from Tyler's body, the way his muscles tensed and relaxed beneath his skin, and the way his cock throbbed with need against her ass. She could feel the primal need coursing through his veins, the raw, animalistic power that seemed to be taking over him.
Tyler lined up his new massive cock at her entrance, feeling her wetness and heat envelop him. He could feel the softness of her skin, the way her body yielded to his touch, and the way her curves fit perfectly against him.
He could feel the heat radiating from her body, the way her muscles tensed and relaxed beneath his skin, and the way her pussy throbbed with need. Tyler slammed into Cassidy, stretching her pussy more than anything ever had. His massive cock filled her completely, the thick head pushing deep inside her, stretching her wide. He could feel her walls clenching around him, her body trying to adjust to his size.
Cassidy gasped, her body tensing as he entered her. "Fuck, Tyler!" she cried out, her voice a mix of pleasure and pain. "You're so big! You're stretching me so wide!" She could feel every inch of him, the way his cock throbbed inside her, the way it filled her completely. She could feel the heat radiating from his body, the way his muscles tensed and relaxed beneath his skin, and the way his cock throbbed with need inside her.
Tyler slammed into her again, his hips moving with a primal rhythm. He could feel the way her body yielded to his touch, the way her curves fit perfectly against him. He could feel the way her pussy gripped him, the way her walls clenched and unclenched around his cock, milking him for every last drop of his hot, sticky cum. He could feel the way her body tensed and relaxed, the way her muscles contracted and released, the way her breath came in short, ragged gasps as she struggled to catch her breath.
He could feel the way her body yielded to his touch, the way her curves fit perfectly against him, and the way her pussy gripped his cock, urging him deeper, harder, faster. He could feel the heat radiating from her body, the way her skin felt against his, and the way her inner muscles clenched and unclenched around him, milking him for every last drop of his hot, sticky cum.
His hips moved with a primal rhythm, slamming into her with a ferocity that was both brutal and beautiful. He fucked her like an animal, his body pounding against hers with a raw, unbridled intensity that left them both breathless and gasping for air.
Cassidy moaned and cried out with each thrust, her body tensing and relaxing as he filled her completely. She could feel every inch of him, the way his cock throbbed inside her, stretching her wide and filling her completely. She could feel the way his body yielded to his touch, the way her curves fit perfectly against him.
He slapped her ass, leaving a red handprint on her soft, jiggling flesh. The sound of his palm connecting with her skin echoed through the kitchen, followed by a sharp gasp from Cassidy. The sting of the slap sent a jolt of pleasure coursing through her veins, her pussy clenching with renewed arousal. She could feel the heat radiating from her body, the way her skin felt against his, and the way her inner muscles clenched and unclenched around him, milking him for every last drop of his hot, sticky cum.
As they found their rhythm, Tyler starts to feel an intense thirst as he looks at the jug of milk on the table. He reached over and picked it up, without ever stopping his thrusts into Cassidy . He took a large gulp of the milk, feeling it cool his throat. Immediately the milk started affecting him. His balls engorged and he felt his orgasm start to overtake him. The milk would make him cum non-stop. He could feel the pressure building in his balls, the need to release overwhelming him. He could feel the heat radiating from his body, the way his muscles tensed and relaxed beneath his skin, and the way his cock throbbed with need inside her. He could feel the primal need coursing through his veins, the raw, animalistic power that seemed to be taking over him.
He slammed into Cassidy harder, his hips moving with a primal rhythm, his body pounding against hers with a raw, unbridled intensity that left them both breathless and gasping for air. He could feel the way his body yielded to his touch, the way her curves fit perfectly against him.
He could feel the way her pussy gripped his cock, the way her walls clenched and unclenched around his cock, milking him for every last drop of his hot, sticky cum. Tyler started cumming an endless torrent of seed, his body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through him. He could feel the hot, sticky cum shooting out of his cock, filling Cassidy's pussy completely, overflowing and dripping down her thighs.
She could feel it too, her pussy being drowned in cum. It was too much for her, she orgasms hard, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over her, her pussy clenching and unclenching around his cock, milking him for every last drop of his seed. Her body tensed and relaxed, her muscles contracted and released, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she struggled to catch her breath. Her body was overwhelmed by the sensation, her mind drowning in a fog of pleasure and lust.
Tyler could feel the intensity of her orgasm, the way her pussy gripped his cock, the way her body tensed and relaxed around him.
Her breath came in short, ragged gasps, her body convulsing with pleasure. She started chanting over and over again, "BREED ME, MAKE ME YOUR BREEDING BIMBO." Her voice was breathy and desperate, her words slurring slightly as she struggled to find the right ones. He could see the primal need in her eyes, the way her body yielded to his touch, and the way her curves fit perfectly against him.
Tyler couldn't stop cumming, his body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through him. He could feel the way her body tensed and relaxed around him, the way her muscles contracted and released, the way her breath came in short, ragged gasps as she struggled to catch her breath.
Tyler's hips moved with a primal rhythm, slamming into her with a ferocity that was both brutal and beautiful.
Tyler's cock was so big, and stretched Cassidy so much, that Tyler's seed couldn't escape. Pressure started to build in Cassidy's womb as it filled with an endless torrent of cum. . She could feel the pressure building in her womb, stomach expanding with cum . She could feel the pressure building in her womb, the way her stomach expanded with cum. The sensation was overwhelming, her body tensing and relaxing as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her. Her mind was a fog of lust and desire, her body a vessel for Tyler's primal need.
"Yes, fill me. Fill me until I'm swollen and stretched with your seed. Make me your breeding bimbo , Tyler. Make me your little fuck toy. I want to feel your cum dripping out of me, mark me as yours." Cassidy's voice was a breathy whisper, her words slurring with lust and desire. Her body was a writhing mess of pleasure, her pussy clenching and unclenching around Tyler's throbbing cock. She could feel every inch of him, the way his cock stretched her wide, filling her completely.
An understanding swept between them, they may be dumb at everything else, but they were made for this. This is their true purpose . They were made to fuck, to breed, to feel the primal, animalistic need coursing through their veins. They were made to be used, to be dominated, to be claimed. They were made to be fucked like animals. They were made to be fucked like beasts. They were made to be fucked like savages.
Tyler's cock throbbed, his cock still cumming , pumping endless amounts of cum into Cassidy. He could feel her pussy, her walls, her body. He could feel her pussy gripping his cock, her body tensing and relaxing around him, her muscles contracting and releasing, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she struggled to catch her breath.
As Tyler finished drinking the milk, his cock finally stopped cumming . He pulled out of Cassidy, his cock slick with her juices and his cum. He stepped back to look at her. He could see her pussy, red and swollen, still dripping with his seed. He could see her ass, red from where he had slapped her. With one final pulse of her orgasm, a flood of Tyler's cum left her pussy, dripping down her thighs in a thick, creamy torrent. Her body shuddered and she released a deep, satisfied moan. She looked back at him, her eyes glazed with lust and her lips swollen and red from biting them. "God, Tyler, that was fucking incredible," she panted, her voice breathless and husky. "I can feel your cum dripping out of me. I can feel it running down my thighs. I can feel it pooling on the floor. I can feel it leaking out of me like a fucking tap. I can feel your cum filling me up. I can feel your cum stretching me out. I can feel your cum leaking out of me." Her belly had inflated with cum, was now returning to normal as all the cum poured out. She could feel the hot, sticky cum dribbling out of her, coating her inner thighs and dripping onto the floor. Cassidy gasped as she felt a strange pressure growing in her tits, a sensation she had never experienced before. Her eyes widened in surprise and confusion, her breath hitching in her throat. "Tyler... what's happening?" she asked, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and excitement. She looked down at her chest, watching as her breasts began to swell and expand, the pressure building with each passing second. She could feel the heat radiating from her body, the way her skin felt tight and sensitive, and the way her nipples hardened and throbbed with a need she didn't understand.
Tyler, still panting from the intensity of their encounter, looked at her with concern and curiosity. "I don't know, Cass," he admitted, his voice low and husky. "But whatever it is, it feels fucking amazing." He reached out, his hands cupping her swollen breasts, feeling the weight and firmness of them.
As he squeezed them, a stream of milk shot out, coating his hands and dripping down onto the floor. Tyler's eyes widened in shock and awe as he watched the milk flow from her nipples and he looked at Cassidy, her eyes filled with a mix of surprise, fear, and excitement. "What the fuck, Cass?" he exclaimed, his voice a mix of shock and curiosity. "Is this... is this milk? Are you fucking lactating?". He looked at his hands, coated in the white, creamy liquid, and then back at her, his mind racing with questions and confusion. "I... I don't know, Tyler," she stammered, her voice trembling. "But the pressure is too much" she started squeezing her breasts and more milk started coming out. The release was pressure was orgasmic
and she started moaning. She could feel the milk flowing from her nipples, the sensation both strange and exhilarating. She watched Tyler's face as he reacted to the sight, his eyes wide with shock and awe, his mouth slightly agape. She could see the mix of confusion and curiosity in his expression, the way his gaze flicked from her breasts to her face and back again, as if trying to process what he was witnessing. She could see the way his body tensed, the way his muscles flexed, and the way his cock started to harden again, even after their intense encounter. She could feel the heat radiating from his body, the way his skin felt hot and flushed, and the way his breath came in short, ragged gasps as he struggled to catch his breath. She could feel the way his eyes bored into her, the intensity of his gaze sending a shiver down her spine.
She started to cum as she continued milking herself, her body convulsing with waves of pleasure that left her breathless and gasping for air. The sensation of the milk flowing from her nipples, the warmth of it coating her skin, and the sight of Tyler's eyes on her sent her over the edge. Her orgasm was intense, her body writhing and bucking as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her veins. Her pussy clenched and unclenched, her muscles contracting and releasing with a force that left her shaking and panting. She could feel the heat radiating from her body, the way her skin felt tight and sensitive, and the way her nipples throbbed with a need she didn't understand.
She could see the way Tyler's eyes were glued to her breasts, his mouth slightly agape, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps.
"Fuck, Cass," he murmured, his voice low and husky with desire. "That's so fucking hot. Seeing you milk yourself like that... it's making me so fucking hard." He reached out, his hands cupping her breasts, feeling the weight and firmness of them. He squeezed them gently, his thumbs brushing over her hard, sensitive nipples, sending a jolt of pleasure coursing through her veins. "I want to taste it," he growled, his voice low and primal. "I want to taste your milk, Cass. I want to drink it from your tits." He leaned in, his mouth capturing one of her nipples, sucking and licking at the sensitive flesh.
Cassidy gasped, her body arching into him as a surge of pleasure coursed through her. She could feel the heat of his mouth, the wetness of his tongue, and the suction of his lips as he drew her nipple deep into his mouth. She could feel the milk flowing from her nipple, coating his tongue, and dripping down his chin. She could feel the pressure building in her breast, the need for release overwhelming her. She could feel the way her body yielded to his touch, the way her curves fit perfectly against him, and the way her pussy throbbed with need.
Tyler's hands moved to her other breast, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh, his thumb brushing over her hard, sensitive nipple.
They collapsed back onto the couch, Cassidy straddling Tyler as he sucked her nipple hard, chugging as much milk as he could. She could feel the pressure in her breasts subside as he drank, a sense of relief and pleasure washing over her. She could feel the heat radiating from his body, the way his muscles tensed and relaxed beneath his skin, and the way his cock throbbed with need against her thigh.
Tyler's hands roamed her body, squeezing and kneading her soft flesh, his fingers digging into her curves with a possessive intensity. He could feel the way her body yielded to his touch, the way her skin felt soft and supple beneath his fingertips.
Tyler couldn't get enough of her milk , his mouth sucking and licking at her nipples, drawing out the creamy liquid with a desperate hunger. He could feel the way her body responded to his touch, the way her nipples hardened and throbbed with need, and the way her pussy dripping with need.
"What does this mean?" Cassidy asked in-between moans "am I pregnant? I feel like a fucking cow, I feel like I am made to be fucked, to be bred, to be claimed. I feel like I am made to be fucked like an animal." She moaned as she felt Tyler's cock throbbing against her thigh. She wanted to feel him inside her again, she wanted to feel him stretching her, filling her, claiming her. She wanted to feel his hot, sticky cum shooting deep inside her, marking her as his own. She wanted to feel his seed dripping out of her, coating her thighs, marking her as his property. She wanted to be his little fuck toy, his little breeding bimbo. She wanted to be used by him, dominated by him, claimed by him. She wanted to be his little cum slut, his little milk cow. She wanted to be filled with his seed, to be swollen and pregnant with his child.
"I want you to breed me, Tyler. I want you to make me your little breeding bimbo. I want you to make me your little milk cow.
Tyler's cock throbbed at her words, his body responding to her primal need.
"Fuck, Cass," he growled, his voice low and primal. "You want to be my little breeding bimbo? You want to be my little milk cow? You want me to fill you up with my seed until you're swollen and pregnant with my child?" He could feel the raw, animalistic power coursing through his veins, the primal need to claim her, to mark her as his own, overwhelming him.
Cassidy moaned, her body arching into him, her pussy grinding against his cock. "Yes, Tyler. Yes, please. I need you to make me your little breeding bimbo.
I need you to shoot your cum deep inside me. I need to feel your hot, sticky seed filling me up. I need to feel your cock stretching me wide and claiming me. I need to be used by you, dominated by you, claimed by you. I need to be your little fuck toy, your little milk cow. I need to be filled with your seed, to be swollen and pregnant with your child."
Tyler's hands moved to her hips, gripping them tightly as he started to move her body up. He placed her pussy right above the head of his massive cock. He could feel the heat radiating from her body, the way her skin felt hot and flushed, and the way her breath came in short, ragged gasps as she struggled to catch her breath.
He could see the way her eyes were glazed with lust, her pupils dilated with desire. He could see the way her body yielded to his touch, the way her curves fit perfectly against him, and the way her pussy throbbed with need. He placed her pussy right above the head of his massive cock.
Cassidy slowly impaled herself on his thick cock, her body tensing as she felt him stretch her wide. She could feel every inch of him, the way his cock throbbed inside her, filling her completely.
Tyler groaned, his hips bucking slightly as she took him deeper. "You feel so fucking good. So tight, so wet, so fucking perfect." He hissed, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. "Ride me, Cass. Use my cock to get yourself off. Show me how much you want it." His hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he guided her movements, helping her to ride him with a slow, sensual rhythm.
Cassidy moaned, her body moving with a primal grace as she impaled herself deeper and deeper onto his cock.
"Fuck, Tyler," she gasped, her voice breathy and desperate. "You feel so fucking big inside me. I can feel every inch of you, stretching me, filling me." She could feel the heat radiating from his body, the way his muscles tensed and flexed beneath her hands, and the way his cock throbbed with need inside her. She could feel the way her body yielded to his touch, the way her curves fit perfectly against him, and the way her pussy gripped his cock, urging him deeper, harder, faster.
Tyler's hands moved from her hips to her ass, squeezing and kneading the soft, jiggling flesh.
He could feel the heat radiating from her body, the way her skin felt hot and flushed, and the way her breath came in short, ragged gasps as she struggled to catch her breath.
He reached around, his fingers finding her clit, already swollen and sensitive from their previous encounter.
He started rubbing it in slow circles, his other hand spanking her ass as she rode him. The sound of his palm connecting with her soft, jiggling flesh filled the room, followed by a sharp gasp from Cassidy. The sting of the slap sent a jolt of pleasure coursing through her veins, her pussy clenching with renewed arousal around his cock.
Cassidy's body convulsed in orgasm, her muscles tensing and relaxing as she cried out, her voice a mix of pleasure and surprise. Her body tensed and relaxed around him, her muscles contracting and releasing, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she struggled to catch her breath.
Tyler groaned, his hips bucking slightly as he felt her orgasm milking his cock. "Fuck, Cass. You feel so fucking good."
Cassidy moans "fill me, filled with your cum again. Make my body expand and inflate with your cum again" she begged. Her body was still convulsing as Tyler started thrusting his hips, his cock slamming into her with a raw, primal force. He could feel her pussy gripping him, her walls clenching and unclenching around his cock, milking him for every last drop of his hot, sticky cum. He could feel the way her body yielded to his touch, the way her curves fit perfectly against him, and the way her pussy throbbed with need.
Tyler wasn't entirely sure how he had managed to cum that much earlier, but he knew it had something to do with the milk he had drank, and he was not afraid to drink more. Tyler brought Cassidy's full tit back to his mouth and started drinking her milk. He could feel his balls engorge and swell again as he drank the milk.
Cassidy moaned, her body writhing and grinding against him as he drank her milk. "Fuck, Tyler, that feels so good," she gasped, her voice breathy and desperate. "I can feel your cock throbbing inside me, stretching me wide.
I can feel it pulsing, ready to explode. Give it to me, Tyler. Give me your cum. Fill me up with it. Make me your little breeding bitch. Make me your little milk cow. I want it all. I want every last drop. I want to feel it dripping out of me, coating my thighs, marking me as yours." Her voice was a desperate whisper, her body writhing and bucking against him as she rode his cock with a primal, animalistic fervor.
Tyler could feel the pressure building in his balls, the need to release overwhelming him.
He could feel the hot, sticky cum churning in his cock, ready to explode.
Tyler started cumming, endless thick spurts of cum filling Cassidy as she rode him. His body convulsed with the force of his orgasm, his hips bucking wildly as he shot his load deep inside her. Cassidy cried out, her body tensing and relaxing around him. She could feel every pulse of his cock, the way it throbbed and jumped inside her, shooting rope after rope of hot, sticky cum deep into her womb. Her body convulsed and shuddered as she climaxed again, her pussy milking him for every last drop of his seed. "Yes, Tyler! Fill me up! Make me your little breeding bitch! Make me your little milk cow!" she screamed, her voice a mix of pleasure and desperation. Her body was a writhing mess of pleasure, her pussy clenching and unclenching around his cock, milking him for every last drop of his seed.
"I'm a good bimbo, bimbos get bred," Cassidy chanted, her voice breathy and desperate. "I'm a good little fuck toy, bimbos get bred." Her voice was a mix of pleasure and desperation, her body writhing and bucking against him as she rode his cock with a primal, animalistic fervor.
"I'm a good little fuck toy, bimbos get bred. I'm a good little milk cow, bimbos get bred." Cassidy chanted, her voice breathy and desperate, her body writhing and bucking against him as she rode his cock with a primal, animalistic fervor. Her eyes were glazed with lust, her pupils dilated with desire, and her body was slick with sweat. She could feel the heat radiating from Tyler's body, the way his muscles tensed and flexed beneath her hands, and the way his cock throbbed with need inside her.
She kept repeating her chant, again and again as Tyler never stopped cumming inside her, the sensation of his hot, sticky seed filling her, stretching her, claiming her.
She could feel the pressure building in her belly, the way her stomach expanded with cum. She could feel the pressure building in her womb, the way her belly expanded with cum.
Tyler could feel the heat radiating from her body, the way her skin felt hot and flushed, and the way her breath came in short, ragged gasps as she struggled to catch her breath. He could see the way her body yielded to his touch, the way her curves fit perfectly against him, and the way her pussy gripped his cock, urging him deeper, harder, faster.
"I'm a good bimbo, bimbos get bred," she couldn't stop saying it again and again, her voice breathy and desperate.
Tyler's body convulsed with the force of his orgasm, his hips bucking wildly as he shot his load deep inside her.
"I'm a good bimbo, bimbos get bred," Cassidy chanted, her voice breathy and desperate, her body writhing and bucking against him as she rode his cock with a primal, animalistic fervor.
As Tyler kept cumming, Cassidy could feel the pressure building in her belly, the way her stomach expanded with cum. She could feel the pressure building in her womb, the way her belly expanded with cum, her mind was a fog of lust and desire. She could feel the hot, sticky cum churning in her womb, ready to explode.
"im a a good bimbo, bimbos get bred. im a a good bimbo, bimbos get bred. im a a good bimbo, bimbos get bred. im a a good bimbo, bimbos get bred. im a a good bimbo, bimbos get bred. im a a good bimbo, bimbos get bred. Cassidy's chants were a breathy whisper, her voice barely audible over the sound of their bodies slapping together, the wet sounds of her pussy gripping his cock, and the squelching noises as his thick, creamy cum filled her to overflowing.
Tyler could feel the endless torrent of his cum starting to slow, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm. He could feel every pulse of his cock, the way it throbbed and jumped inside her, shooting rope after rope of hot, sticky cum deep into her womb.
Cassidy's body convulsed and shuddered as she climaxed again, her pussy milking him for every last drop of his seed.
As the last of Tyler's cum shot deep inside Cassidy, he pulled out of her, his cock slick with her juices and his seed.
He could see his cum dripping out of her pussy, coating her inner thighs and dripping onto the floor.
He could see her tits, swollen and leaking milk, her nipples hard and erect.
Tyler's cock, still hard and throbbing, was slick with her juices and his cum, glistening in the dim light of the kitchen. He looked down at it, marveling at its size and thickness, feeling a surge of pride and primal satisfaction.
His cock started to soften slightly. He was spent for now. Cassidy was spent as well. She was laying against him, completely limp. He worried that the pleasure might have broken something in her brain. Her voice, barely a whisper kept repeating a Phrase. "im a a good bimbo, bimbos get bred" like she was in some sort of trance. Her eyes were unfocused and glazed over. Tyler had never seen her like this. He had never seen someone like this. He worried that he had somehow broken her.
Maybe we should see a doctor , Tyler thought to himself. Maybe I should see if there is a doctor in this town.