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Breeding a New Specie...
🕑 Added 2025-01-29 14:18:55 +0000 UTCNezuko:
Padding softly into the dimly lit room, I approached the slumbering form of the black demon slayer, my heart pounding with a mixture of trepidation and depraved anticipation. As I drew near, the overwhelming stench of unwashed, ripe musk assaulted my sensitive nose, making my eyes water. The scent was thick and heady, a symphony of pure, concentrated male pheromones that set my loins aflame with a hunger I could no longer deny.
I knelt before the hulking, sweat-soaked figure, gazing in awe at the massive, drooping shaft nestled between his tree-trunk thighs. The ebony cock was a grotesque, veiny slab of flesh, the head a pitted, pussy-ravaged mess glistening with the remnants of its last foul emission. Fear and revulsion warred with an unfamiliar, base lust within me as I stared at that disgusting, prolapsed demon dick, the sheer size of it making my fertile womb clench eagerly, already yearning to be filled.
Unable to resist the opportunity, I leaned in close, my nose brushing against the crude, misshapen length, inhaling the cloying stench of backed-up semen and dried female cum that clung to the desiccated pubic hair matted along the shaft. My tongue crept out, tracing the foul contours of his rigid, spatulate cockhead, the taste of stale dick cheese and piss-reeking pre exploding across my taste buds.
Worshipping that putrid, reeking slab of demon meat with single-minded fervor, I could not deny the shameful ache building between my thighs, the desperate need to be bred like a beast in heat. Each inhale of that sickening, concentrated musk ignited tiny sparks of unbidden arousal, stoking the flames of a hunger that could only be sated by surrendering to the basest of instincts.
Sheathing my teeth and lips around the bulbous, cum-fouled head of his cock, I began to service him with the clumsy, lust-addled fervor of a virgin slut. My unpracticed mouth could barely accommodate half of his girthy girth, straining obscenely as I slurped and slobbered my way down the rippling, reclaimable length. Drool poured down my chin as I gagged and choked, retching around the intrusion splitting my jaws apart, but still I forged on, spurred by the depraved need to milk out a massive, putrid load.
As I suckled and slurped, tendrils of spunk-reeking pre oozed over my tongue, gagging me with their pure, concentrated foulness. The taste was beyond vile, the essence of a loathsome beast, rotting and bitter on my palate. And yet, as I gulped down each mouthful of that acrid demon spit, a perverse sense of belonging washed over me - the all-consuming need to be bred, to be violated and defiled in the most degrading ways imaginable, to bear witness to the ruination of my once-pristine lineage.
