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Golden morning light spilt through the sheer bedroom curtains, casting a warm glowing stripe across the rumpled white silk sheets and Isabella’s naked body. Her long, wavy blonde hair fanned out over the pillow like liquid sunlight, shimmering with every tiny movement. She lay there breathing softly, still drifting in the intoxicating afterglow of the day before—that wild, shattering ecstasy, the rush, the taste, the raw feel of power from her enormous futa cock that had flooded her with pleasure until she was a quivering, soaking wreck. Her hand drifted beneath the sheets on instinct. Fingers glided down the smooth plane of her stomach, over the gentle swell of her hips, reaching for her big thick futa cock that should have been waiting there. Instead… nothing. Just warm bare skin and the soft slick petals of her pussy. Her eyes snapped open. Heart pounding, she stared at the ceiling. “No… fuck, it’s gone,” she whispered, her voice breaking with sudden panic and deep disappointment. She stared at the spot where her fingers rested, thinking about her futa cock. Maybe it will come back if I tease it out… She kept moving, circling desperately over that smooth empty space as if pure longing could summon the massive shaft back into existence. But there was only aching emptiness. The overwhelming sense of fullness from yesterday had vanished completely. She felt small, ordinary, incomplete. Her nipples stiffened into tight sensitive peaks against the cool air, and she let out a deep sigh as a yearning pulse bloomed low in her belly. She missed it so fiercely it ached—the way that glorious cock had made her feel like an absolute goddess, every inch of her feeling complete. After all the sucking and playing she had done yesterday, how could she ever settle for this again? She stayed there for a while, lost in thought, chest rising and falling, fingers still tracing useless circles over her mound while her gaze remained fixed on the ceiling. Vivid memories flooded her: the heavy slap of it against her thighs, the powerful throbbing under her palm, the way it had stretched her mouth open, the taste, and how it pushed her into blinding orgasms. Without it she felt hollow. Her pussy had grown slick from frustration alone, yet the satisfaction she craved stayed frustratingly out of reach. Desperate now, she slid two fingers lower, parting her delicate lips. Her middle finger traced her clit, already swollen and aching, and she began slow teasing circles. The wet intimate sounds filled the quiet room. She pushed deeper, lightly sliding one finger inside, then two, curling them while her thumb continued its steady rhythm on her clit. Her hips rolled upward to meet her hand. With her free hand she cupped one of her perky breasts, squeezing the soft mound and rolling the stiff nipple between her fingers, tugging until it throbbed. She imagined the thick veiny cock that should have been filling her grip instead of playing with her pussy, pumping faster, rubbing her clit in urgent little strokes. It felt pleasant but nowhere near enough. There was no throbbing girth stretching her fingers wide. No scorching heat radiating down her legs. No lewd fleshy slap as it swelled bigger and harder with each stroke while her heartbeat grew faster and heavier. Her pussy walls clenched greedily around her fingers, slick and desperate, yet the soul-shaking rush was missing. The all-consuming bliss that once made her entire body convulse and her vision blur simply wasn’t there. She drove her fingers deeper, rubbed her clit faster, pinched and kneaded her breast, twisting and squeezing until the nipple burned. Every frantic movement only highlighted how painfully empty she felt without her magnificent cock. A frustrated little whimper slipped from her lips as the pleasure built and then cruelly plateaued, teasing her without ever tipping her over the edge the way her futa cock once had. She finally withdrew her glistening fingers, slick with her juices, and stared at the ceiling once more, breathing hard. “I need it back,” she murmured, voice thick with raw longing. “Bigger… longer… I can’t feel whole without it.” Unable to wait any longer, she sat up quickly, blonde waves cascading messily down her back. “No more waiting,” she said under her breath, determination lacing every word. She needed her cock back—thicker, more powerful, more overwhelming than ever. She needed to feel that glorious monster surge and stretch her from the inside out again. She hastily slipped on the loose white silk robe and started downstairs. The fabric whispered against her skin as it slipped off one shoulder, revealing the curve of her breasts and the bare slit between her thighs. Her nipples peeked out with every step, heart racing, pussy already dripping with a mixture of frustration and eager anticipation. The kitchen glowed with bright morning light streaming through large windows onto the cool marble counters. The blender and bowl of fresh fruit sat exactly where she had left them. Without hesitation she added extra strawberries, more oranges, and double the amount of the secret ingredient, then hit blend. She stared into the blender, watching as the smoothie swirled, all she could think about was that delicious rush. As she rubbed over her pussy once more, she smiled. The thick pink mixture looked rich and sweet. Her hands trembled with excitement as she poured it into the tall glass. Leaning back against the counter, her robe falling open slightly, she raised the glass to her lips. “Come on, baby… make me whole again,” she whispered, then drank it down in deep greedy swallows. The flavors burst across her tongue, and within seconds a familiar delicious fire flooded her veins. “Oh… fuck… yes…” she moaned, setting the empty glass aside with a soft clink. The heat surged faster and stronger than ever before. Her body responded instantly. Her breasts began to swell heavier, rounding out fuller and bouncier with every heartbeat until they strained against the robe, pushing it completely open and exposing her nipples, which hardened into tight aching peaks. Her hips widened dramatically; she grabbed the countertop as she bit her lip. Her thighs grew thick and plush, rubbing together sensually, while her ass plumped into a lush heart-shaped curve that begged to be gripped. Her legs quivered as the transformation rippled through her, soft needy moans spilling from her lips. “Mmmhh… oh god… it feels incredible…” With all the growth and excitement, her pussy began to drip slowly. She could feel it building, getting warmer and warmer until the pressure hit right above her dripping pussy. “It’s happening again… oh god, it’s even more this time!” The cock began pressing against her skin, the tip pushing outward, gradually getting longer and girthier. She could feel every single throb as it grew into a thick veiny monster resting heavily between her thighs. It kept expanding and began to press against the countertop. She hunched over in awe, trembling as she dragged her legs back while the growth continued. Her hands ran along the shaft as it kept growing, the broad head glistening with precum. The robe had almost slipped completely off her shoulders. She braced hard against the marble counter, one hand gripping the edge as her knees shook. The swelling cock pressed firmly against the cool surface, forcing her to lean back, hips tilting forward to make room for its relentless growth. The sensation was intoxicating—velvet-smooth skin stretching under her palms, thick veins pulsing with heat—yet the sheer scale of it sent a thrill of nervous excitement through her. “Fuck… it’s becoming so massive…” she gasped, voice trembling between fear and overwhelming lust. Another deep moan escaped as fresh waves of pleasure crashed over her. Her eyes were drawn to the glistening tip. Both hands wrapped around the base, stroking slowly as it continued to thicken. She struggled to maintain her grip; her fingers could no longer meet around her thumb. She worked the immense length in long slippery strokes, twisting her wrists around the swollen head while more precum oozed out in heavy shiny strands that helped lube up the shaft. Her newly enlarged breasts bounced and swayed heavily with every motion, her sensitive nipples brushing the silk and sending sparks straight to her core. Her powerful thighs quivered, rubbing together and pressing her tight wet lips against each other as the root of the cock kept expanding, pressing harder against the counter until she had to arch her back and shift away just to give the growing monster space. She caressed it obsessively, one hand gliding along the veined shaft while the other teased the sensitive underside, spreading the leaking precum until the entire length gleamed. Every powerful throb drew a whimper from her throat. Every fresh inch made her bite her lip harder, legs trembling as she edged herself mercilessly, refusing to let the pleasure peak. “Mmmhh… yes… keep swelling for me… you feel so fucking perfect…” The ecstasy flooded every nerve, yet the intimidating size kept sending little sparks of awe through her. “It’s still getting bigger… look at you… you’re absolutely enormous…” She remained braced against the counter, hips rocking, hands stroking and squeezing the colossal cock as it finally settled into its full breathtaking size. Her thick erect cock throbbed and pulsed, begging to shoot its hot sticky load, but still she edged, pumping with slow deliberate strokes, breath ragged, body shimmering with sweat and trembling on the brink of release. Panting, the robe now fallen to the floor, her heavy breasts heaving, the enormous futa cock throbbed in her grip and continued to drip. Her legs felt unsteady, but she forced herself upright, testing the immense weight, feeling the thick shaft slap heavily against her thighs with every small movement. The living room waited just down the hallway, warm sunlight streaming through its large windows and promising all kinds of sinful possibilities. She licked her lips, gave the massive cock one final possessive stroke, and began walking toward the living room, the colossal cock swaying and bouncing between her legs with every eager step. She couldn’t wait to see what happened next…
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