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Heather sighed deeply as she sank into the warm, bubbly water of her bathtub, the soft glow of candles flickering around the bathroom. It had been a long week, and this was her favorite way to unwind — a hot bath, a glass of wine, and complete solitude in her quiet apartment. She leaned her head back against the edge of the tub, eyes closed, letting the water lap gently over her bare skin. She was completely naked, her toned body relaxed beneath the surface. She didn’t notice the almost invisible, translucent shape that had slipped through the overflow drain earlier. The parasite was enormous — a thick, girthy, translucent creature nearly \\three feet long\\. It moved silently through the warm water, drawn to the heat radiating from Heather’s body. It glided between her slightly parted thighs and pressed itself against her smooth pussy lips. Heather’s eyes fluttered open with a soft gasp as she felt something thick and warm nudging between her folds. “What…?” she murmured, confused. Before she could react, the parasite pushed forward. Its massive, slippery head forced its way inside her, stretching her pussy wide as it began sliding deeper. Heather’s back arched sharply as the thick, three-foot-long intruder pushed into her. “Ahh—! Oh my god!” she cried out, hands splashing in the water. She immediately reached down, trying desperately to grab it and pull it out. But the creature was impossibly slick and slimy. Her fingers kept slipping off its translucent body, unable to get any grip. Panic rising, she clawed at the thick appendage, but it only pulsed and pushed even deeper. “No— get out of me!” Heather gasped. She gripped the edges of the tub and tried to stand up. Water sloshed violently as she rose. The full horrifying length of the parasite was now visible — a massive, girthy, translucent tube nearly three feet long. More than half of it was already buried deep inside her pussy, while the remaining length dangled heavily from between her legs, swaying and writhing in the air. Her pussy lips were stretched obscenely wide around its thickness. “Oh my god… what the fuck is that?!” she whimpered in horror. She grabbed the long dangling portion with both hands and pulled as hard as she could, trying to yank it out. But it was far too slippery. Her hands slid uselessly along its slick surface. The parasite responded by slowly pushing even deeper inside her, inch after thick inch sliding into her pussy with wet, squelching sounds. “Ahh—! Stop! Get out of me!” she cried, voice shaking. With every frantic pull, the creature only throbbed and forced itself further in. Another foot of its massive length sank into her with a lewd \schlorp\, making her knees buckle as her belly visibly bulged from the sheer size invading her. Heather stood trembling in the bathtub, legs shaking, staring down in disbelief at the enormous three-foot-long translucent parasite slowly stuffing itself deeper and deeper into her pussy against her will. Its thick body pulsed visibly inside her, stretching her walls to their limit as it continued to push toward her womb. Heather’s legs gave out completely. With a broken whimper, she slid down the kitchen wall until she was sitting on the cool tile floor, back pressed against it, legs spread wide apart. Water and her own juices dripped from her body onto the floor beneath her. The parasite was fully inside her now, but it wasn’t done. She could feel it writhing deep in her womb — thick, powerful, serpentine movements that made her belly visibly shift and bulge. It pulsed and twisted inside her, repeatedly pumping more of its warm, slick fluid directly into her most sensitive depths. “Ahh—! It’s moving… it won’t stop moving inside me!” she moaned, her voice cracking. Every writhing thrust of the creature forced another thick spurt of fluid into her womb. The warm liquid spread through her, making her pussy throb violently and uncontrollably. Her inner walls clenched and fluttered around the massive intruder as the fluid heightened every sensation. Heather’s head fell back against the wall, her mouth open in a constant moan. She could feel the pressure building rapidly. “I’m… I’m gonna—!” A powerful squirt exploded out of her pussy, spraying across the tile floor in a long, clear arc. Her body convulsed as another gush followed, then another. She couldn’t stop squirting. Each time the parasite writhed and pumped more fluid into her womb, it triggered a fresh, violent squirt from her twitching cunt. “Oh fuck… oh my god…” she gasped, legs shaking wildly. The creature continued its relentless movements — coiling, pulsing, and pumping more of its warm fluid deep inside her. With every thrust and spurt, Heather’s pussy clenched hard and released another powerful jet of girl-cum onto the kitchen floor. The wet, rhythmic sounds of her squirting mixed with the obscene, fleshy squelching coming from deep inside her belly. She sat there helplessly on the floor, legs spread obscenely, watching her own pussy spasm and spray with every writhing movement of the parasite inside her womb. Her hands pressed weakly over the shifting bulge in her stomach, but she couldn’t stop the constant, uncontrollable squirting. “It keeps pumping more into me…” she moaned, voice hoarse and broken. “Every time it moves I squirt again… I can’t stop…” The parasite continued to writhe and throb deep inside her, flooding her womb with more warm fluid, forcing wave after wave of shameful, overwhelming pleasure through her body as she sat there on the floor, helplessly squirting all over the tiles. Heather sat slumped against the kitchen wall, legs spread wide, breathing in short, ragged gasps. The massive parasite inside her was still moving. It kept writhing and pulsing deep in her womb, relentlessly pumping more of its warm, thick fluid into her. The pressure built quickly. Soon, the excess fluid began leaking out of her stretched pussy in slow, steady streams, mixing with her own juices and dripping onto the tile floor beneath her. “It’s… it’s pumping so much…” she moaned weakly, one hand resting on her swollen belly. The creature continued its work, flooding her with more fluid even as it started to shrink. Heather could feel it contracting inside her — growing smaller, thinner, shorter with every passing minute. The visible bulge in her lower belly slowly began to recede. The heavy, invasive fullness gradually faded as the parasite dwindled. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the last of it dissolved. The bulge in her womb disappeared completely. Her stomach returned to its normal flat shape. The constant writhing and pumping stopped. For a brief, blissful moment, Heather felt relief. “Oh thank god… it’s gone…” she whispered, closing her eyes and letting her head rest against the wall. Her body relaxed for the first time in minutes. She let out a long, shaky breath, thinking it was finally over. But the relief was short-lived. A new heat began to bloom deep inside her cunt. It started as a warm, insistent throb — low and rhythmic. Then it grew stronger. Something was forming inside her pussy walls. She could feel it very slowly thickening… lengthening… pulsing with every beat of her racing heart. “Ahh…” Heather gasped softly, her hand drifting back down between her legs. There was no visible bulge yet. Whatever was growing remained deep inside her, but she could feel every tiny movement. It throbbed steadily, slowly expanding against her inner walls with each powerful pulse. The sensation was deep, intimate, and relentless — a thick presence gradually taking up more and more space inside her. “It’s… it’s happening again…” she whimpered, voice filled with dread and unwanted arousal. “Something’s growing inside me… it keeps getting thicker…” The slow, rhythmic throbbing continued. With every pulse, the unseen shaft inside her lengthened just a little more, pressing outward against her sensitive walls. Her pussy fluttered and clenched around it, leaking a steady trickle of the parasite’s warm fluid mixed with her own arousal. Heather sat there on the kitchen floor, legs still spread, gently pressing her fingers against her pussy as she felt the new growth slowly thickening and lengthening deep inside her with every heavy throb. The real transformation was only just beginning. Heather sat on the cool kitchen floor, legs spread wide, breathing shakily as the new heat deep inside her cunt grew stronger. At first it was just a thick, warm presence. Then it began to move. She gasped sharply as she felt it sliding downward — a long, heavy mass slowly gliding through her soaked inner walls. It moved with deliberate, sensual pressure, stretching her from the inside as it descended toward her entrance. “Ahh… it’s sliding down…” she whimpered, one hand hovering over her pussy. The thick growth reached lower, pressing firmly against her most sensitive spots, before it suddenly retracted slightly, pulling back deeper into her core with a wet, slippery sensation. Heather moaned helplessly at the drag. Then it surged forward again, sliding even further down her pussy channel, thicker and heavier than before. It kept repeating the motion — sliding down, stretching her walls, then retracting slightly only to push even deeper and thicker on the next pulse. With every cycle it throbbed powerfully, swelling against her inner walls as it continued to lengthen and thicken. “Oh fuck… it keeps moving inside me…” she moaned, voice trembling. “It slides so deep… then pulls back… only to push even further…” Her pussy was soaking wet, leaking steadily onto the tile as the internal shaft throbbed and pulsed. Every time it slid downward, she could feel it getting noticeably thicker, the veiny ridges forming as it rubbed firmly along her G-spot. The wet, fleshy sounds of it moving inside her — soft \schlick… gluck… schlorp\ — filled the quiet kitchen. Heather’s hips twitched involuntarily. She pressed two fingers against her outer lips, feeling the subtle movements beneath her skin as the growth continued its slow, torturous journey. Near the end, the sensation changed. The thick mass had slid so far down that it was now pressing right against her entrance from the inside. Her pussy began to visibly bulge — just slightly at first. A small, rounded swell pushed outward, making her labia puff up before it retracted again. Then the next pulse came stronger. Her pussy lips parted visibly as the head of her forming cock bulged against her entrance, creating a clear, obscene mound before pulling back slightly. “It’s right there…” she gasped, staring down between her legs in awe and fear. “I can see it bulging… it’s so close to coming out…” The internal cock continued to throb and thicken, sliding down to press firmly against her soaking entrance before retracting just enough to build pressure again. Her pussy visibly bulged with every downward glide, the shape of the fat head becoming more defined under her stretched skin as it prepared to crown. Heather moaned uncontrollably, unable to look away from the erotic, terrifying sight of her own pussy slowly being opened from within. Heather’s eyes were glued between her spread legs, her breathing ragged and shallow. The pressure against her entrance had become unbearable. The thick mass inside her pushed forward with a powerful, deliberate surge. Her pussy lips began to part. “Oh god… it’s coming out…” she whimpered. The flared, swollen head of her new cock slowly split her pussy lips apart. The stretch was intense — her outer folds parting wider and wider as the fat, glistening head crowned. For a moment it stayed there, throbbing heavily, stretching her entrance into a tight, shiny ring. Then, with a wet, obscene \schluuuuurp\, the entire flared head pushed free. The moment the head emerged fully, her stretched pussy lips slipped slightly back together, closing snugly around the thick shaft that followed. Only the wide head remained visible, pulsing in the open air, while the rest of the heavy cock continued sliding out of her. But it didn’t come out all at once. It followed the same torturous rhythm — sliding outward slowly, inch after thick inch emerging from her pussy, before retracting slightly back inside, only to push out even further on the next powerful throb. \Schlorp… gluck… schluuurp…\ Heather moaned loudly, unable to look away. She watched in a daze as her own cock continued to slide out in long, heavy pulses. Each time it lengthened, more of the thick, veiny shaft emerged between her spread lips, only to pull back a few inches before surging outward again, growing longer and fatter with every cycle. “It keeps sliding out… then going back in…” she gasped, voice trembling with overwhelmed pleasure. “It’s so thick… I can feel every inch moving through me…” The flared head bobbed heavily in the air as the shaft behind it continued its slow, rhythmic emergence — sliding further out, retracting slightly, then pushing even more length into the open. Her pussy lips clung tightly to the moving shaft, stretching and relaxing with every motion, leaking a steady stream of clear fluid and leftover parasite slime down onto the tile floor. Heather’s hands were shaking. One of them moved down instinctively, fingers brushing against the hot, slick shaft as it continued to slide out of her in those long, pulsing strokes. Every time it retracted and pushed forward again, she felt a fresh jolt of pleasure shoot through her core. She was mesmerized by the sight — her own brand new futanari cock slowly fucking its way out of her body, growing thicker and longer with every wet, rhythmic thrust. Heather stared in horror at the thick, flared head of her new cock that had just pushed out of her pussy. Panic surged through her. “No… no, this can’t be happening,” she whispered frantically. She reached down with both hands, trying desperately to push the emerging cock back inside her. Her palms pressed against the hot, slick head, attempting to force it back into her stretched entrance. “Stop… please stop growing…” she begged, voice trembling. The moment her fingers made full contact with the sensitive head, a massive jolt of raw pleasure shot through her core like lightning. “Ahh—!!” Her whole body convulsed. The cock throbbed violently under her hands. \Gulp… gulp… gulp…\ Wet, rhythmic pumping noises started immediately as fresh blood rushed into the shaft. The head swelled even larger against her palms, pulsing powerfully. Heather’s eyes widened as she felt it growing thicker and longer right in her grip. “I… I can’t stop it…” she moaned, unable to pull her hands away. \Gulp… gulp… gulp…\ Each heavy throb made the cock surge bigger. It pushed outward more insistently, sliding further out of her pussy even as she tried to shove it back in. The shaft thickened dramatically in her hands, veins bulging prominently as it continued to grow. Slowly but steadily, the heavy length began to stiffen upwards, curving toward her stomach with every powerful pulse. Heather whimpered helplessly, her fingers still wrapped around the throbbing head. Every time she tried to push it back inside, the cock would throb harder, the wet \gulp gulp gulp\ sounds growing louder as it swelled against her resistance, growing fatter and harder. “It feels too good… I don’t want this but— ahh!” she cried out, her hips twitching as another strong pulse ran through the emerging cock. The head flared wider, leaking thick strands of precum down over her fingers while the shaft behind it continued to lengthen and stiffen upwards, now almost fully erect and pointing toward the ceiling as it kept throbbing and growing in her trembling hands. Heather’s hands were still trembling on the thick, throbbing head of her emerging cock when she felt something new stirring deep inside her. “Oh no… something else is happening…” she whimpered. Deep in her pussy, below the base of her growing shaft, she felt a heavy churning sensation. A warm, bulbous sack was forming and swelling rapidly inside her. The pressure built quickly, pushing downward. Her eyes widened in terror as she watched a smooth, heavy bulge begin to push out from beneath her cock. “No… this cannot be happening…” she whispered, voice cracking with fear. The first swollen testicle plopped out of her stretched pussy with a wet, heavy \schlorp\, hanging low and full between her legs. It was already large and churning visibly. Seconds later, the second ball pushed out, dropping heavily to join the first. Both of her new balls were swollen and pendulous, sloshing audibly with fresh cum as they swayed beneath her throbbing cock. “This cannot be happening… please…” Heather sobbed, staring down at her brand new, heavy balls. She was so scared, yet her body betrayed her completely. Desperately, she wrapped one hand around the thick, veiny shaft of her cock while the other hand cupped her newly formed, churning balls. The moment her fingers made contact with the warm, heavy sack, the sensation overwhelmed her. “Ahhhh—!!” Intense pleasure exploded through her entire body. Her cock throbbed violently in her grip, and her balls tightened sharply. She came instantly. The first powerful rope of cum blasted out with shocking force, shooting across the kitchen floor. Her heavy balls pulsed in her palm as thick, hot spurts erupted from her cock again and again. Each heavy pulse made her moan loudly, her hand instinctively squeezing her churning balls as she milked herself through the orgasm. \Splurt… spluuurt… spluuuurt…\ Rope after thick, creamy rope sprayed out uncontrollably, splattering the tiles in front of her. Her balls felt so full, sloshing heavily in her hand with every contraction as they pumped load after load through her throbbing shaft. Heather’s eyes rolled back, her mouth open in a continuous moan as she came harder than she ever had in her life. Her cock twitched wildly in one hand while her other gently squeezed her swollen, cum-filled balls, feeling them pulse and empty with every powerful spurt. By the time the final thick ropes dribbled down over her fingers, Heather was a trembling, cum-covered mess on the kitchen floor — her brand new futanari cock still rock-hard and leaking, her heavy balls resting warm and full in her palm. She looked down at herself in complete disbelief, tears of fear and unwanted pleasure streaming down her cheeks. Here's the continuation: \--- Heather staggered out of the kitchen on shaky legs, thick strands of her own cum still dripping down her thighs and belly. Her new cock was rock-hard and bouncing heavily with every step, the heavy balls swinging beneath it. “I need to get away… I need to hide this,” she muttered frantically to herself. She retreated to her bedroom, closing the door behind her and leaning against it, panting. She looked down at the massive futanari cock jutting out from between her legs — still throbbing, still leaking. She wrapped both hands around it again, unable to stop herself from giving it a few slow strokes, moaning uncontrollably at how sensitive it was. Just as she sat on the edge of her bed, still stroking her new cock with shaky hands, she heard the front door open. “Heather? You home?” called a familiar voice. “I brought snacks! Thought we could have a surprise movie night!” It was Tori — her best friend, who had a habit of showing up uninvited. Heather froze, but her hand kept moving on her cock almost on autopilot. A desperate moan slipped out before she could stop it. Tori heard the moan from the hallway. “Heather…? Are you okay?” she asked, walking toward the bedroom. Heather tried to stop stroking, but her body wouldn’t listen. Her hand kept pumping her thick shaft as another moan escaped her lips. Tori pushed the bedroom door open. “Heather, what’s go— oh my god!” Tori stood frozen in the doorway, eyes wide in complete shock. There was Heather, sitting on the edge of the bed, completely naked, legs spread. One hand was wrapped around a massive, throbbing futanari cock — easily nine inches long and extremely thick — while the other was cupping a pair of heavy, swollen balls. Thick ropes of cum were still dripping from the tip and coating her hand, stomach, and thighs. Heather looked up at her best friend with a mixture of shame, fear, and overwhelming lust, unable to stop slowly stroking herself even as Tori watched. “T-Tori… I… I can explain…” Heather moaned, voice breaking as her cock throbbed hard in her grip. Tori stood there, mouth open, unable to speak. Her cheeks flushed bright red. She was in total shock… but her eyes kept drifting down to Heather’s huge cock, watching it pulse and leak. She felt a sudden, shameful rush of heat between her own legs. Her yellow sundress suddenly felt too warm as her pussy began to dampen rapidly. Heather let out another uncontrollable moan as she gave her cock another long stroke, another thick bead of precum dripping down the shaft. Tori’s thighs pressed together instinctively. Tori stood in the doorway for a long moment, eyes wide, cheeks flushed deep red as she stared at Heather’s massive, throbbing futanari cock. Heather was still slowly stroking herself, unable to stop, soft moans slipping from her lips. Finally, Tori stepped inside and closed the door behind her. “Heather… oh my god,” Tori whispered, voice husky. “I… I’ll help you.” Before Heather could respond, Tori moved forward, dropping to her knees between Heather’s spread legs. She reached up, gently but firmly grabbing a handful of Heather’s hair and pulling it back, tilting her head up so they could look at each other. “I’ve got you,” Tori murmured, her eyes dark with sudden lust. She leaned in and wrapped her soft, warm lips around the fat, leaking head of Heather’s cock. The moment her mouth made contact, Heather let out a loud, broken moan. Tori began sucking greedily on the sensitive tip, her tongue swirling around the flared head as she slurped noisily. \Schlick… slurp… mmmph…\ Tori’s cheeks hollowed as she sucked harder, bobbing her head on just the head and first few inches while her hand stroked the thick shaft. Wet, obscene slurping sounds filled the bedroom as she worshipped Heather’s new cock. At the same time, Tori reached up and yanked down the front of her yellow sundress. Her full, heavy breasts spilled free, bouncing softly as she continued sucking and slurping on Heather’s throbbing tip. Her nipples were already hard, brushing against Heather’s thighs as she worked. Heather’s head fell back, her hands gripping the bedsheets tightly. “Tori… fuck… your mouth feels so good…” she moaned, hips twitching upward. Tori moaned around the thick head, sucking even harder, her tongue pressing against the sensitive underside while her hand pumped faster along the veiny shaft. She popped her lips off for a moment, a thick string of saliva connecting her mouth to Heather’s cock, before diving back down with even wetter, sloppier enthusiasm. Heather’s new cock throbbed wildly in Tori’s mouth, leaking steadily onto her tongue as her best friend eagerly sucked and slurped on her. Tori pulled her lips off Heather’s cock with a wet pop, strings of saliva connecting her mouth to the throbbing tip. She looked up at Heather with lust-filled eyes, then rose slightly and pressed her large, soft breasts together around the thick shaft. Heather gasped as her cock was enveloped in warm, pillowy flesh. Tori’s full tits completely surrounded her length, the head poking out from the top of her cleavage. “Like this…” Tori whispered, voice husky. Heather couldn’t resist. She grabbed the sides of Tori’s breasts and began thrusting, sliding her massive cock between them. The feeling was incredible — soft, warm, and slick from Tori’s saliva. Every stroke made her moan uncontrollably as she fucked her best friend’s tits. Tori moaned softly, pressing her breasts tighter around the throbbing shaft, her tongue flicking out to lick the leaking head every time it pushed through. It didn’t take long. Heather’s balls tightened, and with a loud cry she came hard again. Thick ropes of cum erupted from her cock, splattering across Tori’s neck, chin, and tits in heavy, messy spurts. She kept thrusting between Tori’s breasts through her orgasm, milking every drop until her chest and cleavage were glazed with cum. Tori smiled, clearly aroused by the sight. She stood up and quickly pulled her yellow sundress off over her head, revealing her fully naked body. Her breasts were flushed and glistening with cum, nipples hard. She pushed Heather back onto the bed, climbing on top of her. Straddling Heather’s hips, Tori reached down and guided the fat, cum-slick head of Heather’s cock to her soaked pussy. “It’s so big…” Tori breathed, biting her lip as she rubbed the head against her entrance. She lowered herself slowly. The thick head stretched her pussy lips wide, barely fitting. Tori moaned loudly, her face twisting in pleasure and strain as she forced herself down. Inch after thick inch disappeared inside her until she was halfway down the massive shaft. “Fuck… you’re stretching me so much,” Tori gasped. She began riding Heather, bouncing up and down, taking more of the huge cock with every descent. Her pussy gripped Heather like a vice — hot, silky, and incredibly tight, milking her shaft with every movement. Heather moaned loudly, hands gripping Tori’s hips as her best friend rode her. Tori suddenly leaned forward, laying her body on top of Heather’s. She kissed Heather deeply, their tongues sliding together as she continued getting fucked. Heather thrust up into her, driving her cock deep with every roll of her hips while they made out passionately. Tori moaned into the kiss, her pussy clenching and fluttering around Heather’s thick cock as they moved together on the bed. Tori was lost in pleasure, moaning loudly as she rode Heather in reverse, leaning back against her chest. Heather’s thick cock stretched her pussy perfectly with every deep thrust. Their bodies moved together in a steady rhythm, skin slapping wetly. Then Tori felt it. A sudden, intense heat bloomed in her clit. It began to throb — slow, heavy pulses that made her gasp sharply. “Mmmh—! Heather… something’s happening to me…” Tori whimpered. Heather slowed her thrusts but didn’t stop, kissing along Tori’s neck as she reached around. Both of them looked down between Tori’s spread legs. Tori’s clit was visibly swelling. It throbbed powerfully, growing thicker and longer with every heartbeat. The sensitive nub pulsed and expanded, slowly pushing outward from its hood. Tori moaned into Heather’s mouth as they continued kissing deeply, tongues sliding together passionately. Heather’s hand joined Tori’s. Both of them wrapped their fingers around the growing clit, gently stroking it as it lengthened. “It’s growing…” Tori moaned breathlessly between kisses. “I can feel it getting bigger… oh fuck, it feels so good…” The clit continued to swell and elongate. It thickened dramatically in their hands, veins beginning to appear along its surface as it transformed into a proper cock. Inch by inch, it grew longer, the head slowly forming and flaring out. Tori’s new shaft twitched and pulsed wildly as fresh blood rushed into it. Heather kept fucking her slowly from behind, their bodies pressed close, while both girls stroked Tori’s growing cock together. “It’s so sensitive…” Tori gasped, breaking the kiss for a moment before Heather pulled her back into another deep, hungry kiss. Their tongues danced as Tori’s cock continued to grow. It was already six inches long and still swelling thicker, the head now fully formed and leaking precum over their joined fingers. Tori moaned loudly into Heather’s mouth as another powerful throb ran through her new cock. It surged longer in their hands, reaching eight inches, then nine. The shaft became rock-hard, heavy, and veiny, curving upward proudly as it finished forming. Both girls kept stroking it together — slow, loving strokes from base to tip — while Heather continued thrusting deep into Tori’s pussy. Tori broke the kiss with a loud moan, her head falling back against Heather’s shoulder. “I have a cock… Heather, I have a fucking cock now…” she whimpered, voice filled with shock and overwhelming arousal. Her brand new futanari cock throbbed powerfully between them, fully formed, thick, and leaking steadily as Heather continued to fuck her from behind, both of them still gently stroking Tori’s new length. Tori and Heather were lost in each other. Tori leaned back against Heather’s chest, her head turned so they could keep kissing deeply, tongues sliding and tasting one another as their bodies moved together. Heather’s thick cock plunged steadily into Tori’s soaked pussy from below, stretching her with every upward thrust. At the same time, both of their hands were wrapped around Tori’s brand new, rock-hard futanari cock, stroking it in perfect rhythm. The wet sounds of sex filled the bedroom — the constant \plap plap plap\ of Heather’s hips meeting Tori’s ass, the slick \schlick schlick schlick\ of their hands pumping Tori’s throbbing shaft, and their shared, muffled moans vibrating into each other’s mouths. Heather broke the kiss just enough to pant against Tori’s lips, “You feel so fucking good… your pussy is milking me so tight…” Tori whimpered, stroking her own cock faster with Heather’s hand. “Don’t stop… fuck me harder…” Heather obliged, thrusting up harder and faster, driving her cock deep into Tori’s clenching heat. Tori’s pussy gripped her like a vice, hot, silky walls rippling and squeezing around every inch with every thrust, as if trying to pull her even deeper. Heather’s breathing grew ragged. Her balls tightened, heavy and full. “I’m close… I’m gonna cum inside you,” she groaned. Tori moaned loudly and kissed her harder, their tongues tangling desperately as Heather slammed up into her one final time and exploded. Heather cried out into Tori’s mouth as her cock pulsed violently. Thick, powerful ropes of hot cum blasted deep into Tori’s womb, flooding her with heavy spurts. Each throb sent intense pleasure shooting through Heather as her cock emptied itself, pumping load after load into her best friend. Tori’s pussy clenched and fluttered around her, milking every drop as cum began to leak out around the thick shaft. The feeling of being filled so completely pushed Tori over the edge. Just seconds after Heather finished, Tori’s new cock swelled in their joined hands. She broke the kiss with a loud, desperate cry. “I’m cumming—!” Her brand new futanari cock erupted. The first thick, projectile cumshot blasted out with shocking force, shooting high into the air and splattering across her own breasts and stomach. The second and third ropes were even more powerful, long white arcs flying across her body and onto the bed. Tori moaned uncontrollably, her hips jerking as rope after heavy rope fired from her throbbing cock. Heather kept slowly thrusting into her, holding her close as Tori kept cumming. Shot after shot sprayed out — thick, creamy, and powerful — painting Tori’s tits, belly, and even reaching her chin. Her balls pulsed in their hands with every spurt, draining themselves completely as she experienced her very first futanari orgasm. By the time the final thick spurts dribbled down over their fingers, both girls were panting, sweaty, and covered in cum. Tori turned her head, kissing Heather lazily, their bodies still joined. “…We’re not done yet, are we?” Tori whispered breathlessly, her new cock already twitching back to full hardness against her stomach.
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