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Marcuv was a young, 20-something Lemon Shark anthro, meaning that instead of the blues and grays of his kin, his thick skin was more yellowy, almost approaching golden in color. He wasn't too tall, just over the average height for humans, but shorter than all of his fellow shark friends, and his blonde hair rested atop his head in a medium-length mess. He wasn't exactly scrawny, but certainly wasn't shredded either. For humans, he might have seemed imposing, but most of his kind might have seen him as a runt... and though his friends meant well, they still teased him for his stature.

He was actually stumbling home, rather drunk at this point, after getting perhaps a little too worked up over his friend's teasing of him. He'd come from a fairly casual sort of party get-together, wearing the simple attire of a white button-up shirt and black pants. Since their skin was so tough, he didn't wear shoes, like the rest of his kind. But his kind, they were saying he was too scrawny to keep a human down in his stomach. Ha! He'll show them, he thought... The next time he sees them, he'll have a full belly, just they wait!

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On one corner of the pathway that Marcuv was taking as he was stumbling home, Ryan was getting back from a function as well. He appeared to be a slightly lean and tall human, though not so noticeable by others. Short and dark brown hair along with brown eyes with a light skin tone, he appeared to be in his early twenties as well. To most sharks, he did appear skinny and he had tried to avoid them as much as he can. Though, he's not exactly popular himself as he often kept to himself

He was glancing through his phone as he walked back home, possibly checking on social media as usual. The event was just something that he just went to for fun but he got bored of it and quickly went back home. Wearing a jacket over a simple T-shirt along with dark blue pants, he quickly make his way back home. He reached one corner of the pathway and made a turn. As he was distracted with his phone, he suddenly bump into someone at one corner which immediately caused him to recoil backwards as he dropped his phone in shock. His anger started to rise as he wanted to yell at the person but was met with an anthro lemon shark, looking rather drunk.

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"Ey, watch it, bud" Marcuv slurred as somebody bumped into him, although it was more likely that he had stumbled into them. He managed to maintain his own footing, just barely, before he turned his attention towards the person he'd collided with.

He stared at the young man before him with a blank expression, for what was only seconds but certainly felt uncomfortably long for the target of his attention. "...wait, hang on, so..." He began. "...that's funny, you're kinda... exactly who I was looking for, you know?" Marcuv told Ryan, drunkenly pointing at him, tapping at the human's chest, even. "...if I take you back to the party, everyone's sure to respect me then... thanks for your help, buddy!" Marcuv said, with deluded cheerfulness as he suddenly clamped his hands on Ryan's shoulders, his grip strong and firm.

And then, Ryan would watch as Marcuv's maw began to open, revealing rows of dangerous looking teeth... but his mouth, dark and deceptively alluring, just kept opening wider, the insides of Marcuv's mouth and even his throat, clearly visible... and suddenly, it descended upon Ryan's face! Not exactly graceful, but thankfully gentle enough, the shark boy had already began devouring Ryan's head, and his firm hold on Ryan's shoulders kept the human from putting up resistance.

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Ryan realized he was rather drunk as he heard the slur in his speech. He quickly got up as he decided whether or not to confront the shark but it seems the lemon shark already had that in mind as he stared at him for few seconds. The few seconds were rather tensed and uncomfortable for Ryan but even he couldn't bring himself to words as he stared at the shark before him.

He raised his eyebrows in confusion as the shark stated that he was exactly someone he was looking for! He was about to say something but felt the shark tapping on his chest. "What do you mean, man? Looking for me?" He said as he was rather irritated. "Take me back to the party? No way man, I ain't going---What are you doing?" Placing both of his hands on the shark's scaly hands, he attempted to pry it off.

"No seriously man, what are---" He paused as he stared at the shark before him opening his maw so much that it looks like he could fit his head in there. Though, perhaps the scariest component is the row of sharp teeth occupying the shark's maw... Strangely, Ryan find himself rather allured as he stared into the maw of the beast and could see his pinkish insides. The next thing he knew however, Ryan's entire head was inside the shark's maw~. Instinctively, he struggled and attempted to pull his head out of the shark's maw but it was no avail. The delicious human continued to protest and yell as Marcuv was on his way on making this human a big nice belly bulge~

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Soon Ryan was face was being caressed by the thick, probing tongue that was in Marcuv's mouth, the shark tasting his prey and letting out almost a gleeful hum of delight as his jaws continued to slip around Ryan's head. Somehow, Ryan was being spared a mauling from those deadly fangs of Marcuv, though admittedly he was ultimately still bound for the same destination.

Feeling his prey squirm and writhe, Marcuv pushed back against Ryan so that he had the human against the wall. Ryan's entire head was already in Marcuv's mouth, which only gave Ryan a view of a looming drop down a throat before him. There was a brief pause, did Marcuv bite off more than he could chew? Perhaps he couldn't-

No, Ryan would feel Marcuv's lips stretch out across the human's shoulders, he stretchy but powerful jaws beginning to pin his arms to his side. Marcuv's hands would drop away from Ryan's arms and instead grab him by his hips to hold him in place. Without care for Ryan's clothes, the ravenous shark's drool and breath soaked Ryan's shirt and skin.

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Fearing that the row of his sharp teeth would bite him anytime soon, Ryan prepared for the worst as he closed his eyes. Though, that never came but he felt his predator's lips and jaws beginning to widen over his head and upper torso! It was evident now to the struggling human that the shark intend to swallow him whole!

With a sudden yell and a burst of newfound energy, he placed both his hands against the lemon shark's chest, pushing it off before moving it up to under his chin with an attempt to pull the shark's ravenous maw away from his body. A sudden tug and he felt himself be swallowed in further, his head and upper torso ballooned the shark's cheeks as well as bulged out his gullet immensely!

He felt the shark's hands now placed on his hips, preventing him from thrashing about as much as he wanted to. Anytime now, his head would soon reach into the shark's gut as Marcuv's maw is reaching halfway in getting his delicious human prey into his progressively bulging gut~!

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Marcuv's throat and lips were stretched by the bulging mass that was Ryan's body, but it didn't seem to deter or stop the ravenous shark in any way. It was now getting to the point where Ryan's feet were leaving the floor, as Marcuv leaned back to get some assistance from gravity. Still carefully swallowing, his lips passed over Ryan's chest, arms and his hips. The human was creating a huge bulge in the shark's own chest, with Ryan's eyes adjusting to the darkness of the shark's insides. His head was in the stomach now, able to see the fleshy prison that awaited him.

Marcuv threw his head back, and slurped down Ryan's remaining legs, the human form clearly visible going down the shark's throat, until it was forced to curl up in the tight, moist chamber of Marcuv's stomach, leaving the shark with a very distended belly. He'd almost look overdue if it wasn't for the distinct outlines of Ryan's body parts.

"Aww, yeah... damn, you're pretty tasty" Marcuv said with a chuckle, as he leaned against the wall for support.

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Ryan felt himself being lifted at this point, more than half of his thrashing body was already forced into the shark's ravenous maw and gullet. His head and upper body passed through the sphincter and pressed against the belly walls, creating a rather prominent bulge on the lemon shark's rumbling belly. It was rather overwhelming for Ryan as his world is greeted by adjusting darkness, smelly innards and loud rumbling noises which amplified his screams and squirming within his predator's belly and gullet, though nothing could stop him from filling out a shark's hungry stomach.

Eventually his legs were soon swallowed up by the shark and his fate remain sealed as the shark clamped his jaws over Ryan's feet, which ballooned his yellow cheeks. A last gulp send the thrashing bulge from his cheeks down to his chest and all the way to the gut. As the last part of Ryan's form descended down to his gut, it made his belly massively swollen as Ryan's squirming distorted the shape of his belly. Marcuv could hear his muffled screams emanating from his poor meal.

"L-let me out! I'm not your food! Please!" He blushed as his predator commented on how tasty he was. "I-I'm not tasty at all!"

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"Yeah you are, don't you hide it!" Marcuv disagreed with a smile, giving his swollen gut a poke with a sharp finger. The bulge had popped the bottom few buttons of his shirt open, exposing his spherical, scaled stomach, evidence of his meal on clear display to anyone that looked at him, not that he seemed to mind or care at that moment. "Now you just stay in there, and be a good human... I've got to show this off to the guys" Marcuv said, before straitening up, and lumbering off back the way he had came, back to the party he had not long left. He kept one hand on to his dome-like stomach, almost possessively clinging to it, and it's claimed human inside.

"I'll show them I'm a real shark too" He was mumbling to himself as he... 'walked' would be a bit generous, half staggering and half waddling at this point.

[Assistant] "W-wait! Stop!" Ryan yelled as he felt the poke of a sharp finger in his back. The belly walls that surround him seemed to tighten around him, securely him rather safe and snug within the belly of a ravenous drunken shark~. Ryan's form had completely turned around when he was in that shark's belly. His head was facing upwards while his back was facing backwards which clearly show their prominent outlines~. "W-wait? You're not letting me out? Please, let me out!" Ryan had lost any sense of courage and was reduced to a a bit of a mess as he struggled around, pushing his limbs all over the belly walls he could find to stretch it out~! Though he could only feel his palm rubbing his dome-like stomach and was being rather possessive about! Of course, he's his claimed human! "P-please, whoever you are. I'll give you money, let me!"

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"Yeah, keep talking like that, you're doing great!" Marcuv told Ryan, or rather, the bulge of his stomach. He patted his full stomach with a wide smile on his face, eventually just leaving one hand on top of it as he walked. It wouldn't be long before Marcuv would return to the party that he had left. Ryan could just about hear the thumping of music from beyond his tight, compact prison inside the shark's body... which, unfortunately, likely meant that nobody would be able to hear his pleas of terror and mercy.

"Hey guys, I'm back, and look what I've got... a nice belly full of human meat, just like a proper shark... don't see any of YOU guys doing any man-eating" Marcuv could be heard saying, and Ryan could even feel the prideful strut that the drunk shark was making, being swayed to and fro as Marcuv showed off his big, bulging stomach.

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Ryan cowered in fear as he attempted to push out his fleshy surroundings with his bare hands. He could find himself pushing it outwards but it was rather tightly stretched and taut against his form, causing him to realize on how truly stuck he is in a shark's belly! He suddenly felt the shark's pats on the upper belly walls where his head was pressed against. "H-hey! Stop it, let me go!" He said, fear rising within him as he realized his external surrounding is blaring with music. No matter how hard he scream now, nobody would be able to hear him.

Despite this, he was able to hear his predator just fine and goodness, how embarrassing did he get when the drunk predator begin strutting pridefully as his Ryan bounced up and down within his tight-skinned belly! Then, Ryan gasped as he swayed along with the shark's belly swinging motion. "S-stop it! Please!" He begged as he pressed his face against the belly walls, the prominent details of his face could even be seen on Marcuv's belly.

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Nobody seemed alarmed or concerned for the safety or the wellbeing of the human inside of Marcuv's stomach, even after the clearly defined outline of his face became visible. In fact, Ryan would instead feel pairs of hands rubbing and feeling over the surface of Marcuv's stomach, pressing against him, from almost every angle.

"Oh yeah, he's real alright" Marcuv could be heard telling his companions. "If you listen hard enough, you can hear him, too" Marcuv said, and Ryan would then feel, even see, the outlines of other shark-people putting their heads to Marcuv's belly, trying to get a listen for him. It was hard for them to really see Ryan as a person... after all, all they knew of him was that he was a nameless bulge on a younger, smaller shark's stomach.

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Ryan shouldn't be too surprised as his predator was probably showing him off to other drunk sharks that couldn't care less for his well-being. His sad emotions were being replaced by a new emotion as he squirmed lightly within the ravenous shark's gurgling gut. Anger rose within him as he felt every pair of shark hands rubbing him from outside Marcuv's belly. He would yell loudly as he attempted to push his hands against the belly walls in attempt to stop the relentless teasing from sharks of all angles.

He glanced up in anger and started to squirm hard in retaliation to all the teasing. Outside of Marcuv's belly, he would notice his gurgling large belly started to jostle about heavily as it moved from side-to-side and bounced back and forth! All the shark-people who had placed their heads against his belly would sure be able to feel his sudden intense squirms as Ryan demanded to be released! "Let me out now! Damn it!" He yelled angrily as all sorts of bulges appeared on the lemon shark's belly!

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Ryan's constant and frenzied motions jostling the stomach only caused Marcuv to let out a very loud, very long belch. With the air forced from his stomach, once again did their tight walls clamp down on Ryan, locking him even more tightly in place and making all the bulges of his body even more well defined against Marcuv's skin. "Heh, excuse me..." Marcuv said, with a chuckle, patting his human-filled stomach on it's side.

"That's cool and all, Lil' Marcuv..." Ryan could just about hear a different, male voice saying, as it was still close to the stomach. "...but how long are you gonna keep it?" "...whaddya mean?" Marcuv, with somewhat of a drunk slur, questioned.

"Well, having a human for one night is easy, we've ALL done it... but trying to keep them before they turn all mushy, that's the fun part" Another voice responded. "Hell, since you're a lemon, Lil' Marcuv, your insides probably ain't as tough as ours... maybe you'll beat our record" One of the others teased. It seemed as if they were goading Marcuv. "...what's the record?" Marcuv questioned. "Oh, about two years, give or take" One of the other sharks claimed.


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Nova instinctively lifted his arms as she reached her hand towards him, holding them out sideways to then lower them around her fingers, squeezing them as she lifted him up and got herself adjusted to a sideways comfortable position. He sat down when she let him go, looking down the slope of the white pillow like a miniature hill. The pillowcase was so soft and white, he could almost imagine he was about to go skiing down its surface if it wasn't for the warmth of Fiona's breath washing over him. He gazed back at her, purring lightly with each exhale as he looked into her eyes... and stole a glance down her body here and there. Seemed like she was calming down though after the little... entanglement with her shorts. It wasn't like they really needed to wear much anything around the house. He felt his ears splaying down as she spoke, blushing, surely only adding to the cuteness he wanted to deny.

"I mean... I'm okay with all of that... whether you want to keep me close as my sis, or keeping me... really close when you're in the mood.. I'll accept all of it.. in return for everything you've done for me... even before the Dwindling," he murmured, feeling her hand behind him and letting himself rest back against it, even rubbing her palm up and down softly with a hand.

"Thanks sis... heh, if I was suddenly your big brother, well I'd take care of you, just as you take care of me... in every way," he purred with a grin. "Yeah no thanks. Needles were bad enough when they weren't full on metal spears the size of cannons!" he said with a wild shake of his head. He tilted his head then as he looked at her. "I can wait on the Pocky for a little bit... this is comfortable," he said as he leaned back a little more, his footing giving away, and making him start to quickly slip down the pillow towards her lips!

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Fiona snorted in amusement, catching Nova red-handed with his quick glances down her body. It was only a quiet little puff of air through her nose, probably impossible to notice at a regular size, but with a smaller stature came a magnified perspective, and Nova could easily tell that she'd noticed him looking, even if she was pretending that she hadn't. She smiled warmly again as he told her about his comfort at being close with her. "Heh... I suppose one of us should say 'I love you' but I think that'll be a little TOO soppy" She remarked with a chuckle as he relaxed against her hand.

She snorted again with good humor as he spoke of taking care of her if their roles were reversed. "I'm sure you would, although you don't have great big boobs like I do, so I wonder where you would stuff me to carry me, hmm?" She questioned before chuckling. She shuddered at the though he'd just given her of gigantic syringes, before noticing he was sliding down towards her, and smirking. With her eyes trailing him as he tumbled, she parted her lips at the bottom of his slope, mouth open again, once more inviting him to return to the embrace of her tongue, and whatever else came with it.

[User] The little demi tiger felt the little puffs of air, and maybe those had been what had made him slip! He stumbled and slid, sliding legs first towards her. It was only about a foot of a drop, though for him it was like a full on drop from a floor to another with how small he was! She could have caught him, slowed or stopped him, but he realized she was doing none of those things, as she turned the bottom of his slide into a one way trip back between her lips! He let out a little mew as he bumped the bottom lip, before slipping over the top of it, rocketing like a tossed piece of candy back onto her tongue, all the way in her mouth and towards the back of her throat!

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Fiona had closed her eyes slowly, so that she could simply enjoy the touch and taste sensations she was surely about to feel when her brother would topple past her lips and into the loving, if probing, embrace of her tongue. What she didn't expect, however, was for Nova's velocity to keep him toppling a little further than even she anticipated! Before she could even begin curling her tongue upwards, Nova had tumbled across it's surface, straight to it's base and colliding with the darkest, furthest wall of her maw. Before she even realized what she was doing, simple reflex and instinct compelled her to swallow the lump in her throat.

Trouble was, the lump was her brother, and for the first time, he was being sent beyond the stage of her tongue, sliding down the tunnel of her throat like a tube-covered slide. He was too deep into her own body by the time Fiona realized what she'd done, and felt the lump come to a stop... in her stomach.

"Oh, oh shit!" Fiona exclaimed, quickly sitting up. "Okay, um, don't panic, bro" She told him, quickly. "I've been looking stuff up about if this happens, and I'm, like, 100% certain you're completely safe in there, let me just grab my phone, I saved the pages which had all the facts and shit" She told him, rolling over and reaching for her phone on the bedside drawer.

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Nova felt his slide going along her tongue, and realized all too quickly he was going too quickly! He hit the slightly more rough back of her tongue before getting launched under her uvula and plummeting, wedging in that hot squishy valve, which he felt squish and push him down. His squirms made a small bulge in her throat, though he hardly showed as all! Once past her collar he was completely obscured. Her heartbeat thumped twice, once below, then once above.

Then he was slipping through another ring and dropping down with a mew and a splash into Fiona's belly! "Fiona! What the heck??" He mewed out, getting up and quickly pushing outwards, before she rolled over and sent him tumbling all around. Her words up above were muffled. He could hear them, but he couldn't tell what was going on in his confusion, and so her words went over his head as he started pushing and moving about, sending flutters of sensations deep through his sister's body. If tasting a Dwindled had a crazy sweetness, having one squirming in one's stomach, was an even stronger feeling!

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Fiona's eyes went wide when she felt the little movements of Nova in her belly causing massive, sensational ripples of pleasure to radiate from her stomach and across her whole body. She had to jam her legs shut, squeezing them tightly as she tried to keep herself focused, this time being faced with an arousal that she wanted to keep calm, at least just for the next few minutes!

"Ohhh, don't move so much in there, Nova! It makes it really hard to concentrate!" She told him, having no idea that he couldn't actually hear her. She fumbled about with her phone for a moment before finally managing to get a hold of it and pull it over, quickly flicking through her browser and finding the articles she'd bookmarked relating to swallowing a Dwindled. Whilst most were third party, independent reports and rather... lewd sounding blogs, there were at least a couple of official medical articles that established some facts about the situation. Clearly, the act of swallowing a Dwindled, wasn't entirely uncommon.

After reading with gritted teeth and fidgety legs rubbing against her once-more thickening shaft, she finally gave a sigh of relief. "Okay, that's what I thought... Don't worry, Nova, you're completely safe in there!" She told him happily, putting her phone aside before resting the hand against her belly gently, around whereabouts she could feel him. "So, basically, because you're Dwindled, all your, like, physical density and stuff, has become super concentrated, so you're like... so thick skinned, that anything my stomach tries to do won't harm you... at worst, you'll just be kinda... wet and messy" She said, chuckling. "It also says I should just let things happen naturally, so... I hope you have a nice trip in there, because you're in for quite a tour of my body" She said, giggling again.

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Nova panicked with every little movement around him. He thought it was the end as she rolled about and stretched, tossing him, squeezing him tight. He might not have been so freaked out if it wasn't so dark!... Then again he wasn't sure he would have fared any better if he could see where he was either! His breathing was quick, but at his size there was more than enough air, and he knew in the back of his mind that he was still fairly durable. But it didn't help that him jumping and pushing about was only received by loud purrs and pushes back against him! After some time he tired out and plopped to whatever side was the "floor" of her belly, panting, soaking in the slimy fluids all around him. What was worse though was, as he continued to feel the churning around him... it was pretty arousing!

If he was ever going to have been 'inside his sister' he didn't think anyone that had teased him about it before the Dwindling could have ever imagined it going like this! He shuddered, flicking his ears. Now that he had calmed down, Fiona's voice was a little clearer if he focused on it... Oh... He was safe... but he wasn't coming out any time soon... Suddenly the wild bouncing and pushing around continued anew in her belly! "A nice trip?! You spit me up right nyow!" he called out, a feline inflection piercing his voice, a sure sign that he was angry, or in this case, just really flustered and aroused all at once!

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Feeling Nova's struggles begin anew, and with much vigor, Fiona bit her lip as those tingling feelings lit up her senses again. How could people even concentrate when somebody Dwindled was around!? It seemed like everything they did only incited feelings of arousal in their normal-heighted companions! Unfortunately for Nova, his frantic squirms drowned out his practically inaudible cries for his sister. "Fuuuck, bro, you have no idea how hard you getting me with all that moving about..." Fiona grunted. At this point, she was fighting the urge to just start jacking off right then and there. Nova was so feisty that he was clearly pent up about something, though she couldn't hear what, she could only guess. "Look bro, I don't know how to get you out besides the way things normally get out of my tummy, you'll just have to... I don't know... fuck, I can't concentrate... look, I'll try and squeeze you further along, okay? But I don't know exactly what I'm doing here..." She told him, oblivious to his idea of just spitting him back up.

She repositioned herself, so that she was on her hands and knees on the bed now. With the front of her stomach now the bottom to Nova, his form was... well, not much, but more visible than before, a small bulge at her tummy.

"...fuck, is this what being in heat feels like..." Fiona mumbled to herself. "Look what you're doing to me, bro..." She panted, and curled one hand beneath her thick, achingly hard cock, and pressed it against her abdomen, the shape and the warmth permeating through her skin, and she'd pressed it right against her brother.

[User] The demi tiger was quite the strong breed of demi. All demis had some traits from their animal halves, and tigers were quite the pick. Beautiful stripes, silky tails, keen hearing, and strong bodies all made for impeccable, and often envy-creating feats just through existing! But one demi tiger did not always equal another, and it was clear here, as Nova was bounced around with Fiona's simple movements as she rolled over and made him bulge out her belly just slightly, barely looking more than well fed with an extra kick, disoriented in the dark from rolling about and feeling her belly squeezing all around. So squishy, hot and tight, he couldn't move for a moment as she pressed against him. He pushed back roughly, still in a drive to keep her attention, not realizing how much he was rubbing the tip of her shaft with his bulging form through her belly.

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"Gah, fuck..." Fiona panted as she felt Nova pressing through her belly against the head of her cock. "...It's like you want to get me off..." Fiona said with a chuckle. "...fuck it, I can't think straight like this... I blame you, bro! For making me all big and hard and stuff! So now you get to deal with it!" Fiona exclaimed in an almost matter-of-fact voice. Whilst she was an intelligent, reasonable and considerate young woman, when she was horny she tended to dive a little towards the other end of the spectrum... It had been amazing that she'd managed to stay coherent for this long, but now the urge to get off was just too heavy for anything else to matter.

She laid down on her front again, her thick shaft trapped between the bed and her body, with poor little Nova pressed firmly between the two. She gyrated her hips, grinding her cock along both the surface of her bed and the lump in her belly. "C'mon bro, help your sister get off..." She grunted. "...and I'll let you have some nice, quality time in my ass..." She muttered.

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The sound of Fiona's heart was thumping louder and louder, her belly gurgling more actively, and Nova losing sensations of her voice again beyond a distant echoing rumbling as she worked herself up more and more. He bounced with her movements as she slid down onto the bed, and was quite heavily pushed all around as she started to grind into the bed. His little form was always at her mercy since he'd been Dwindled, but this was truly the first time the demi tiger had felt powerless as she used his squirms and struggles for her pleasure.

He made muffled moans, dragged along her belly wall, then pushed into open space before landing again with a splat on the slimy surface, before another thrust threw him a new direction, all the while his form giving the head of her shaft a deep rubbing sensation every time she would thrust into him, like a teasing toy at the end of a tunnel as she drove her shaft between her body and the sheets again and again to the wild sensations stirring through her body and the sliding, bulging form of her little brother.

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Concern for her brother's well-being had momentarily gone out of the window, and the tigress could only focus on grinding her thick tool against what little shape he made in her abdomen. The little bumps that were his limbs and his head, dragging against the surface of her cock head. "Rrreow..." Fiona purred loudly, eyes rolling back into her head, tongue even lolling out from her mouth. One hand slipped further down south to play with her, until now, neglected feminine lips, fingers toying with her moistening folds. She was becoming quite a hot mess.

Perhaps thankfully, she was so unaccustomed to the erratic, unpredictable sensations of Nova's presence inside of her, that she was approaching her climax much sooner than she normally would. After a few minutes, she'd feel that undeniable shudder creeping across her, and she came, and came hard.

Nova himself, would feel it more and better than anyone ever would. He'd feel her head twitching and pulsating beneath her, maybe even feel the veins on the shaft, but eventually after all moans and twitches had tapered off... silence and stillness would follow as Fiona lay where she was, having made a mess of herself and her bed. She'd have to clean up, but for now, she just lay there... regardless of all that, Nova's scenery hadn't changed beyond going still... His floor was still just the big, hill-like bump that her shaft made. "...wow bro..." She breathed. "...we should... do this more often..." She murmured, dozily.

[User] Nova rode out her erratic thrusting, her needy purrs and moans filling his ears as he slid and rubbed against her from within. Unfortunately for him he couldn't even think of taking care of himself with how much he was sliding around and driving against her thrusts. He knew she could go like this for a long while. She had never been the subtle sort, and closing the door didn't take away all the sounds she usually make, but he was shocked at how fast he went from sliding and bouncing around to laying against that hill, feeling her throbbing, imagining how those warm jets of cream were coating her underboobs. He panted and groaned, exhausted as he heard a faint murmuring up above over the sound of her heartbeat. He felt his eyes starting to close as a thought came to him, making him blush and grin a little more. "Guess we've figured out... one type of movie we'd be good at making..." he murmured as he closed his eyes.

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Fiona just lay there for a while, dozing off for a bit. Nova would feel the shaft beneath him slowly sinking away, becoming less rigid beneath him, that is if he himself hadn't succumbed to the heavy darkness and drifted off himself.

"Urgh... guess new sheets and a shower are necessary..." Fiona murmured after a while, before smoothing some hair out of her face and pushing herself up slowly, her chest indeed caked in her own seed, her load definitely a prodigious one, as they all were. She looked like she'd just finished a whole porno where she was the star. "...Alright, bro, I don't know if you can hear me, but since you're not moving about so much, I can at least concentrate now; I'm gonna go shower, and try and squeeze you out, okay? If you have to make a fuss, just... try to make one too hard, otherwise the next climax you give me might knock me out for a good couple of hours this time" She said with a giggle, before standing up. She could feel his body at the bottom of her stomach, and gave it a gentle stroke, before she proceeded to strip her bed of it's sheets and throw them in the laundry. She walked carefully and tentatively. He may have been tiny, but he was having a big impact on her nerves, and any slight jostle made her shiver and take pause for a moment.

She managed to get in the shower, and the feeling of water splashing down on her gave her a different sensation to focus on, an anchor if one would, to keep herself focused. "Alright... let's see how this goes..."

Fiona began flexing her gut muscles, contracting and stretching as Nova started to slip down even further, through some other sphincter, and into another fleshy tube, this one seeming closer and tighter, but the walls not seeming as firm, he could stretch them but not halt his descent, as he gently bumped along ridges and corners. "Heh... does this count as Labyrinth?" She said to herself with a chuckle.


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"Alright, hey, just relax, buddy" came the confident and composed voice of another male as he approached Shiro. The man in question looked to be about the same age as Shiro himself, though perhaps with more muscle tone in his slender body. He was tanned-skin but not exactly dark, and his blonde hair was long enough that it could almost be considered a mane, perhaps emphasized by the slender tail he possessed that ended with a patch of fur.

Most distracting of all though, was that this young man was only wearing one piece of clothing; A seemingly tight pair of bright red speedo swimming trunks that did absolutely nothing to hide the clearly defined, and oversized bulge of his junk inside of it. He wasn't freakishly huge, but he was definitely bigger than normal humans, and bigger than anything Shiro had ever seen.

The fit young lion came to knee beside Shiro. "You've got a lot of questions, I know buddy" He told Shiro. "But just take a moment to chill and accept the situation, alright? You're in no danger here, okay? My name's Cleo, do you remember your name at all?"

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Hearing the lion demi talk made Shiro jump, but seeing him made the kitsune demi blush heavily, not only from his toned body and lion like features, but also the crazy size of his genitalia. His junk was larger than anything possible by humans, and was definitely the biggest that he'd ever seen. His voice did make him calm down though, and Shiro took another breath. Whatever this place was, it felt much more relaxed and safe than his old world. "Uh... Shiro. My name is Hisagi Shiro. Hisagi is my family's name, Shiro is my given name." Calming down, he remembered the events that led him here, and he quickly removed his shirt, more concerned about his chest at this point. "Whoa, there's no scar or anything... The last thing I remember before waking up here was being stabbed in the chest... Someone attacked me with a knife, and they severed an ephemeral artery, so I bled to death... Then I remember a light, and a voice... After that, I was in that water..."

After taking another breath, Shiro felt his ears again. The fur was incredibly soft, softer than anything he had ever felt before, and using a few snaps to confirm, his hearing was much better than ever before. He also took another look behind him. His tails softly pivoted as he stood, allowing him to maintain much better balance than ever before, even when he leaned at weird angles. He could also see past his tails that he now had quite the ass. It was incredibly large for his weight, plush, and perfectly shaped. Taking another breath, he turned to Cleo. "So Cleo, is it normal for people to change when coming here? I was definitely a human before coming here. I didn't have fox ears or a single tail, let alone nine. My ass was also definitely not this big. It wasn't small by any means, but it wasn't this large." Shiro's ass was large enough, and his hips wide enough, that it made him look very feminine, especially compared to the more masculine lion demi next to him.

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Cleo just crouched beside Shiro, waiting patiently for the newly-arrived kitsune to come to his own senses. It was quite clear that this Cleo was used to such encounters, merely waiting for Shiro to finish asking his questions.

"Well, Shiro, you're now in the world of Rakuen" Cleo told him. "You've just emerged from what we call the Font of Life, because that's where all the new arrivals and non-natives come from, talking about different words and different lives, usually which have been cut short, by the sounds of things" Cleo explained. "As for the animal parts that you have, and that jiggly-looking butt of yours, I'm not really sure... To be honest, both transformations are pretty common here, so maybe how you emerge from the Font is a reflection of your true nature, or something... If you so wanted, I'm sure we could find you places to change even more, or restore your old look"

Cleo smiled and stood up. "Well, as I said, I'm Cleo, I'm... people coming through the font have called me a... 'life guard', whatever that is... I'm kind of here to help you get used to, what I'm sure is to you, a strange new world." Cleo grinned, putting his hands on hips, proudly and unashamed. "I'll give you a warning though, I hope you're open minded, because... well, the people of Rakuen are very... affectionate, mentally and physically, if you get what I'm saying"

"For instance... since it seems you can't take your eyes off it, you're more than willing to come and feel up my crotch" Cleo told him. "You can even come and stick your hands down my trunks if you want... but, just so you know, I'm gonna want to touch that butt of yours" Cleo told him, smirking.

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Shiro listened intently as Cleo explained the world to him, trying to understand what happened and where he was. It made him fee better that he wasn't a special case in regards to ending up here, and be was quick to catch on. "I see. I guess I'll just try to make the most of my situation. It isn't every day that you get another chance after being killed. As far as the fox parts and my butt, I think I'll keep them. Not gonna lie, I kind of like having a larger ass. The kitsune has always been a creature I can relate to, so being one now is pretty cool."

Hearing what Cleo had to say about Rakuen's inhabitants made Shiro blush a bit, but it was definitely exciting. When Cleo offered to let the kitsune feel up his crotch in exchange for a bit of butt squeezing, the kitsune turned bright red and flustered, but he seemed a bit excited as well. "Oh... wow... That's a major culture shock... I'm fully open minded and willing to try anything, but the world I came from was incredibly conservative and not very open... But hearing that open of an offer like that... It's actually really refreshing." Shiro smiled here, his body relaxing as he started to realize just how suited he was to Rakuen. "I'll take you up on your offer Cleo. I just hope you don't mind an amateur's touch." A bit shyly, Shiro reached out and felt the bulge in Cleo's speedo. His junk was massive, and felt incredibly warm. Plus the shape was incredible. "Jeez... I can think of so many guys who would have killed for a cock and sac this large."

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Cleo gave a smirk of amusement at Shiro's awe at the size of his package. "If you think that I'm big, you should see some of the guys back in town... But, I guess I'll bask in the admiration for now" He said, with a chuckle, before he took Shiro's wrists into his grip and pressed both of Shiro's hands a lot more firmly onto the bulge that was crotch. Shiro would not only feel the heat and the mass, but he'd also easily feel it moving, starting to get semi-erect at the kitsune's attention. "Don't worry, I get the feeling you won't be an 'amateur' for very long" He assured Shiro with a grin, as he rubbed Shiro's hands along the bulge of his tightly packed, nearly arm-length cock. He even made Shiro's hands rub down the sides, to get a feel for his hot, pineapple-sized balls, which could be heard sloshing from his touch.

Cleo smirked as he watched Shiro's face as he guided him, before grinning. "Now it's my turn" He told Shiro, before releasing his wrists, and then reaching around to grab the cheeks of Shiro's ass. He pulled him closer, so that he and Shiro were now almost chest-to-chest, with Shiro's own, no doubt growing arousal, forced against the oversized junk of Shiro. Cleo grinned wider as he squeezed and jiggled the plush, bountiful booty of the kitsune before him. "Mmm... that's a real squishy ass you've got there" Cleo purred. "Yeah, I think you'll be popular here... I bet that ass would feel great... around my cock" Cleo whispered huskily. "And probably around my face too" Cleo said, before chuckling. "...I know I should be helping you get your bearings, and walking you to town, but... this ass-" He gave Shiro's butt a playful spank. "...if I have to watch this shaking all the way back to Brightshore, I think I'm gonna lose it, so... how about, as a little payment for my... assistance..."

He gripped the cheeks a little tighter, pressing and pulling them apart. "...You let my put my cock, in your ass, and I'll give you a REAL Rakuen welcome" Cleo whispered.

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When Shiro felt Cleo press his hands more firmly against the lion demi's cock and balls, he got a better feel for the size. Shiro's own cock wasn't small, about 8 inches, but it looked positively minuscule compared to Cleo. He also shivered in pleasure and murred as he felt Cleo squeezing and jiggling his rump, letting out a small eep at his booty getting smacked. Now that it was bigger, Shiro's ass was a lot more sensitive and receptive to touch. "Would I even be able to take your cock...? It's as long and thick as my arm..." Hearing what Cleo whispered into his made Shiro freeze for a moment, his face blushing eternally. He instinctively buried his face in Cleo's chest, taking a deep breath before coming back up to face Cleo.

"I guess virginity is a trait that isn't going to give me much use here... All right. I don't know if I can stretch enough to take your cock, but if I can, then you're more than welcome to take me." Shiro would be able to stretch easily to take Cleo's cock, a perk of his transformation.

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"Oh, don't worry, you'll stretch... here in Rakuen, there's no such thing as 'too big', literally" Cleo assured Shiro with a smirk, before he reached down to the front of his tight, red trunks. They were somehow, unbelievably, holding up against the strain of the clearly defined, swelling package which it contained.

With a grin at Shiro, Cleo loosened the string at the front of his trunks. Within seconds, the waistline slid away downwards as the long bulge rose up, and suddenly out flopped the long, thick cock of the lion lad. It was a sight to behold. With it pressed between the two of them, the hot, hard member was long enough to be pressed between their chests.

"Fonts, that feels better!" Cleo exclaimed with a sigh of satisfaction, no longer contained by his trunks. He pressed them the rest of the way down to his ankles, to further expose those massive, now gurgling, testicles filled with cum. "Take a moment to... get to know it, I know it catches newbies off-guard" Cleo said with a chuckle, now putting his hands on his hips whilst his cock was caught between the two bodies.

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Shiro was pretty taken aback at the massive size of Cleo's cock now that it was fully erect. It had to be almost two feet in length, maybe even a bit more, and was radiating heat. He could also hear the lion demi's huge sac gurgling, seeming to be quite eager to pump the kitsune full of lion cum. The sight was incredible, as was the feeling of it against his chest. Shiro took a deep breath to calm down, catching a large whiff of the powerful scent of Cleo's arousal with his stronger fox sense of smell. "I'm going to be honest, the smell is kind of intoxicating... It's definitely arousing, but also calming, if that makes sense."

As if to prove him calming down, Shiro reached down to start to remove his own garments as well. He had already taken off his shirt when he checked for his stab wound, so all he had to take off was the blue pants, undergarments, and sandals. He turned out to be wearing a similar blue speedo to Cleo's own speedo, which was able to contain his very plump rump where clothes from his old world would have only ended up looking like thongs with an ass like this. He removed those as well, turning as he did so to give Cleo a better look at his rump. It looked positively dreamy, and yet fit his form very well when taken into account with his wide hips. Shiro looked pretty feminine, and if not for the lack of breasts and obvious male genitalia that was dwarfed in size by the lion demi, he could almost pass for female if he grew his hair out. "This is definitely a new experience for me, but I have to say that it's pretty liberating, and also exciting."

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Cleo bit his lip as he looked down at Shiro's now openly exposed ass, it's great jiggly mass free for all to see. He let out a strained breath as he stared at the ass that he already couldn't get off of his mind. Once again, Cleo reached out and grabbed Shiro's ass, pressing his cheeks apart before sliding the shaft between the cheeks, not penetrating but pressing the butt cheeks themselves around his huge cock, which he grinded against Shiro's asshole.

"...Hnngn..." Cleo murmured, before taking another breath. "So, ah, before I, uh, get stuck in, heh... second thing you should know about Rakuen; It doesn't matter how tight you are, you'll be able to stretch to take almost anything. Like, you won't believe the kind of things you can actually put inside yourself... stuff I'm more than willing to show you later" Cleo purred, using his hands to press Shiro's cheeks along his cock. "For now, let's start with this..."

At that, Cleo brought his shaft all the way down, and Shiro would feel the big, hot rubbery cockhead resting against his asshole, cheeks still held apart by Cleo's hands. Then, Cleo pushed in, slowly. As the head went deeper, the shaft would slowly follow. Cleo was bigger than any dildo Shiro may have used, and certainly longer. The incredible girth of the cock stretched Shiro's insides, the bulge of Cleo's cock visible beneath Shiro's skin, in his abdomen. Slowly, out of consideration for his new-found friend, Cleo would gradually bury his entire cock all the way to it's base, before letting Shiro's ass slap shut around it. Cleo panted with arousal, feeling the tight warmth of Shiro's insides all around his dick.

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Shiro let out a small moan as his ass was grabbed, though his breathing was starting to get shaky as he felt Cleo's cock between his cheeks. "H-hah... It's so warm..." Shiro had to get used to the feeling, but he was able to listen when Cleo talked, and it made him blush more. "I look forward to it Cleo..." Before long, Shiro would be able to feel that massive cock start to push into him, drawing a sharp inhale and breathy moan from the kitsune. This felt wonderful, and he could only be amazed as he felt his insides being stretched, and he could see Cleo's cock in his belly. Shiro panted unsteadily as he was penetrated, though thankfully there was a tree to lean against as Cleo had hilted inside of him. "Oh gods... I've never been this full before... It feels incredible..."

Shiro had to get used to the feeling of the massive rod inside of him, but he turned around to Cleo after a bit and nodded, ready for the lion demi to go further. "All right... I'm ready..."

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With a lustful grin, Cleo gripped Shiro's profound ass by it's sides, and started to drag his enormous cock back out a little bit, before pushing it back in. He groaned, taking it slow not only for Shiro's benefit so that he could adjust to his size, but also so he could enjoy the tight hole and the large buttocks wrapped around his shaft. It wouldn't take long however, for Cleo to start picking up speed, his own hips starting to loudly slap against the backside of the kitsune. Shiro could feel every twitch and pulse of Cleo's dick inside of him, the thrusts more than visible as it bulged out against Shiro's belly.

"Fuck... this ass is so soft" Cleo panted, still clutching Shiro's cheeks.

[Assistant] Shiro moaned quite shamelessly as he was fucked by Cleo, the fact that he was a virgin quite obvious as even with the new stretchiness granted by Rakuen, he was still decently tight, though not painfully so. His ass would feel like incredibly warm, jiggly pillows around Cleo's cock, and as Shiro panted and leaned onto the tree for support, his tails ended up rubbing the bulge in his belly that was Cleo's cock, as well as gently wrapping around the lion demi's legs and massaging his gurgling sac. Shiro's tails had no strength in their wrapping or holding because they were new and had not developed strength yet, but their presence would definitely feel welcome. "Fuck... This feels amazing..."


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Lindsey almost collapsed against the door frame of her home's front door; The young woman, the younger of two children and living with her brother, was usually a rather quiet and even timid girl when it came to dealing with other people. She was one of those naturally isolated people... however, when walking home from her job as a magazine editor for some college newspaper, she had decided to detour through a local park... and in that park, she was seemingly attacked by some crazed, hairy lunatic. With a swift kick between his legs, she was able to escape, but not before he'd managed to bite her. Bite her! Of all things in this day and age!

Though she hadn't fully realized it yet, her body had undergone some changes between the attack and her arrival home... her body had grown stronger, much much stronger even if the young, fairly petite girl was only a few inches taller than 5ft. Soft yellowy fur, matching her blonde hair, had grown along her forearms and her shins, her hands and feet becoming almost claw-like. Her ears had grown out from her head to be bigger, sharper, like a wolf's ears, and a tail had broken through the rear of her pants and hung down behind her legs... for whatever reason, both her behind, and her chest, had also grown. Where she had previously been svelte and unassuming, she now had a killer rack and a jiggly, bouncy bottom.

The reason why 'poor' Lindsey didn't notice any of this? She was outrageously, unbelievably horny... she was desperate to get her rocks off by any means, even if it meant mounting the next person she saw... with shaking hands, she managed to unlock the front door, and finally enter the home she shared with her brother...

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Today had been weird for John. His third day of unemployment after the office internship had been unceremoniously terminated due to budget cuts, his third day of nothing at the job office, and having to walk by that creepy old lady's house in the woods. No-one really saw her leave, but they would see her peer through a dimly lit window, staring daggers at anyone who passed. Sure enough, he was no exception. He saw her mangled silhouette in the window, watching him like a trespasser in her garden.

It felt weird, but he swore he could see her muttering something as he passed over and over again. The sight must have rattled him more than he thought, as he barely remembered getting home, as if his body was possessed by some compulsion to get home as fast as possible. The night was warm and John had stripped to his boxers and a loose shirt, sitting on the old couch and watching TV as he tried to put it all behind him. Just another dud of a day he figured, surely his luck would change soon, right?

As that thought wormed its way through John's mind, he heard a click behind him as the door opened. He didn't even look, he figured his sister would be back soon anyway. She slammed the door a bit loudly as she entered, probably just a bad day, he reasoned. He decided to be nice, let her vent, if only to save himself a headache dealing with a moody sister for the rest of the night. "Hey Lindsey, rough day too?"

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Her newly sharpened ears twitched as soon as she heard the voice of her brother. She didn't see him, didn't even acknowledge him with a word or even a grunt, she just realized that he was there... dark, lewd and uncharacteristic thoughts swirled through her head, and even somewhere in the back of her mind, a part of her... the sweet, innocent and even naive part of her, knew what she was thinking, what she was planning, was wrong, completely wrong... but a switch had been flipped in her head, and that protesting part of her mind disappeared, completely destroyed by newfound needs and desires.

Breathing heavily, she somehow managed to unbuckle her pants, already a little distressed by the physical changes she'd been through, and pushed them to the floor, stepping out of them, leaving her now only wearing her underwear and her shirt, which had been for a size smaller than she now was. Panting, and with faraway eyes, Lindsey wandered into their living room, eyes locked on her brother John. He may have been talking but she couldn't hear him, or just refused to hear him. She stood before him, blocking the television with her newly shaped body.

"...shut up, bitch" She commanded him, as she leaned down, taking his boxers in her hands... and tore them off. Not taking them off him; She shredded them to pieces. She then pushed her own panties down, and started to straddle her brother, lining up her very moist pussy with his cock. "...shut up and fuck me" Lindsey ordered, her eyes practically glassed over... but a dark, and sharp-toothed smile had started to spread across her face.

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John rolled his eyes as he heard her stomping closer from behind, another half-assed lecture on something or another, he figured, he barely noticed them anymore. As she walked over and stood in front of the TV, he managed to take a good look at her, suddenly realizing she was bigger than before, she had gotten curvier, and more muscular with... hair on her arms, and, was that a tail? Before he could ask what happened Lindsey's words rang out and echoed in his head, he tried to speak but his voice caught in his throat. He raised a hand to his neck before he was unceremoniously stripped of his underwear and straddled by this thing resembling his sister.

John looked up in fear, her strength was overpowering and he was barely able to struggle under his sister's newfound strength. It was like looking at an entirely separate creature hovering her pussy over his cock. Once again, she gave an order, and before he could even fully process it, his cock shot up straight to attention. A passenger in his own body, he helplessly pushed the tip of his dick into her, unable to stop himself as he felt the hot, slick feeling of her insides over his cockhead. Even her pussy felt like it would crush his dick as he slowly pushed further, unable to stop himself, or even to protest the act, forced to watch his cock sink deeper and deeper into his grinning, inhuman sister, the physical pleasure from the act making it all the worse as he looked up into her manic, glassy eyes.

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Lindsey grinned even wider, her sharper teeth on full display before she let out a soft moan of delight before completely dropping her hips onto him, pressing down as much as she could, driving his cock as deep into her slick, hungering pussy as she could. "Oh yeah, THAT's what I needed..." She panted, starting to rock her hips against his. "God, I feel so hot..." She panted again, before she reached down and pulled her shirt up over her head and tossed it aside, along with a now broken bra that had been uselessly hanging. The formerly petite and plain girl, having once been pleased that she'd even got to a C-cup, now seemed to rock a K-cupped rack that only glamour models on the internet would be seen with. They bounced and jiggled with every hump Lindsey delivered, right in front of John's face. She even wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned forward, so that they practically took up all his vision.

"Like my new tits, John?" She panted, the power she had over him arousing her just as much as the fucking was. "Why don't you suck 'em? Suck on my tits, John" She told him.

[Assistant] Lindsey's command echoed in John's hearing, like warm honey dripping into his ears. Unable to stop himself, he took Lindsey's nipple into his mouth and sucked on her breast ravenously, filling his mouth with her newfound titflesh, running his tongue over every inch he could. He would alternate between either tit, greedily stuffing as much as he could fit into his mouth, his cock plumbing her depths as he bucked against her voluptuous hips, his body eager to press deeper and deeper into her, his mind shackled and forced to watch as a passenger unable to even cry out at this mental and physical violation. His hands pawed full handfuls of her ass, desperately trying to force his cock further inside her vice-like pussy, its warmth permeating every inch of his manhood.

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"Ohhhh... John..." Lindsey panted, a smirk on her face which quickly turned into a pleased giggle when she felt her brother's hands on her newly bubbly booty, her cheeks soft, squishy and wobbly. It was like her whole body had been geared towards sex, but her mind had been geared towards dominance, towards being an alpha, and she was exacting her dominance over her pack, her family, her brother.

She felt the cock pressing deeper, driving to her core as much as it could, and filled her with satisfaction and even more lust as she grinded and bounced her hips down onto John's, the sounding of their flesh slapping and impacting ringing through the house. It wouldn't be long before her lewd moans grew louder and louder, and her body became tenser and more quivering, as her intense, ravenous need to get her rocks off was, for the moment, making it hard for her to carry on as relentlessly as it certainly felt like she could.

She grabbed her head in her hands, pulling it away from her tits and turning him to face up, before kissing him, hard, and firm. It was deep, it was needy, it was aggressive. Then, she pulled her lips away and looked into his eyes as their bodies continued to thrust against one another. "I'm in charge now, and that makes you my bitch... say it" She commanded in a low whisper, her breath heavy, her grip tight.


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There was a hole in the side of the mountain that sat at the northern end of Whitevalley. Not a dank, wet hole with worms or bats, nor a dry sandy hole with cobwebs or insects. This hole belonged to a silver dragon, and that meant splendor.

The hole deepened into a great cavern where the beast stored his favorite treasures. Unlike certain other dragons, his lair was organized more like a grand museum, with his beloved treasures set into expensive and sturdy display cases or neatly hung on walls or racks and lit with loving care. Rack upon racks of gems, jewelry, tapestries, paintings, suits of armor and weapons, and many other precious treasures had been gathered here, some from across the world. The entire collection mentally cataloged by the occupant and shown off with pride. In the center of this great cavern was the dragon's bed, a massive pile of carpets, mattresses and blankets that let him rest comfortably and see his collections wherever he looked. Those seeking gold or other coin would have to deal with a large vault door at the back of the cavern... and would likely be stymied or at the very least seriously delayed getting past its locks and dangerous wards.

Beyond the cavern was a small warren of human sized rooms and passages that served as living quarters for pets and servants. No one knew these halls existed, since few people in their right mind willingly come in to a dragon's lair at all. They would have to face a massive thirty-foot long young dragon who was known for being something of a magical prodigy among his own kind... which put him on an entirely different level above most mages. It was said that despite his youth, he was capable of taking on entire armies. Hence the reluctance of the local powers to bother Whitevalley (named for the thick snow that blanketed the place during the winter months) and the occupants therein.

The dragon was also known for something else... his love of humanoid women. Rumor held that he had at least a score or more of beautiful prisoners at his feet. Due to his power, no one seemed to be willing to call him out on that either.

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But this day, the lair's entrance was being observed by someone who thought they were a match for the dragon. Ewith, skilled warmage and heroine of her flock, gazed down at the mountain. She'd tracked her quarry to this valley, and had spent much of the day scouting it out. The blue-winged bird woman had been lucky enough to avoid serious confrontations with other fliers so far, especially the dragon. But she would need to face him eventually. The Great Darkness she was hunting could be none other but Brand, after all.

The valley looked normal, even beautiful. If her tracking spell hadn't led her here, she might not have thought to investigate closely. However, there was something unnerving about it nonetheless. She had the feeling that if her niece Ceeth with her empathic senses had come with her, the younger girl would be able to see strands of resentment leading straight to the valley's master.

She was tempted to land at the cave's mouth and investigate---it wasn't every day that you found a dragon's lair after all. But a fight in a cave was the last thing she needed. If she was going to defeat a dragon that size, she needed an open sky to leverage her maneuverability. Also, the valley was already his home turf, his lair would be even more familiar to him.

Another dragonslayer might set a trap at the entrance, but that wasn't part of Ewith's skillset. Depending on the mountain, she might be able to collapse the entrance, but she didn't want to cause collateral damage or risk other creatures getting hurt... Was her only option to wait for him to come out and confront him then? Wait, was Brand even home at the moment?

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As though her thoughts had been read by someone, the avian mage saw glittering movement at the cave entrance. The dragon emerged into the sunlight, its brilliant silver scales shining in the daylight. He was young, with only a small handful of age spines running along his jaw. Perhaps only a couple of centuries old, if that. He sported a long metallic copper mane that resembled human hair atop his head, and a pair of horns that swept back from his forehead. He bore no battle scars that she could see.

He looked down at his valley from his perch for several long seconds before he stretched his bat-like wings. With a lash of his long tail the dragon threw himself into the air, soaring from the cave towards the southern end of his valley. Small arcs of electricity sparked down along his spine briefly as he flew, only to vanish a second later as he stabilized himself on the air currents.

He did not seem to have noticed the female in the sky above him. Why should he have to bother to look up, after all? He was the most powerful creature for many miles around.

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What was he up to now? Ewith landed on a mountain ledge for a rest she'd been putting off, and turned to watch the Dragon's flight. She thought about whether she'd seen anything in that direction that could interest him...

He looked a bit younger than she expected him to, but as the rumors had it Brand's magical skills were much stronger than other dragons his age. The fact that he was working to refine those skills---instead of lazing about confident in his natural prowess---was what made him so dangerous. (How exactly did he train himself, she wondered. Did he have a collection of magic tomes mixed in with his hoard? Something to investigate later she supposed.)

After a few sips from her water pouch, she took off again to follow him. When she figured out what he was doing, she might need to step in and stop him. His lightning affinity narrowed down the elements she could use, but she had the beginnings of a plan. Oh she did hope that when the confrontation started, that they'd be able to banter a bit. But for now, she needed to stay out of sight as she followed him...

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The dragon was flying in a weaving pattern, arcing first to one side of the valley and then banking back towards the other. His eyes were directed towards the ground, as though searching for something. Perhaps this was a patrol flight, or maybe he was simply hungry and hunting for prey. He didn't seem to be in a particular hurry... he was moving at least half as fast as he was likely to be capable of.

Suddenly his golden eyes narrowed. That was all the warning Ewith got before he suddenly pulled his wings in and dove down into the trees. She could see several trees shudder from the impact as he hit the ground below the canopy of leaves. There was some violent thrashing for a few seconds, but that stopped quickly. A beat later she heard a triumphant roar that had to have come from her target.

When she came upon the scene moments later she saw what had happened. The dragon had attacked and killed a monstrous snake, a creature with mottled green scales that was at least as long as the dragon himself. The thing had blended in with the forest, which was probably why Ewith hadn't seen it during her approach. The dragon had broken the thing's neck and was currently disentangling himself from its massive coils.

Once the dragon was free it spent several seconds looking around the forest around him, his head tilted slightly. Once satisfied that there weren't any others around he began to tear the snake apart, eating the largest bloody pieces until a third of the reptile was gone. Once full, he left the rest to the forest and made his way over to a nearby stream to wash himself clean of the blood.

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That was a little gruesome, but it seemed very... normal. It seemed Ewith had found Brand on a day when he didn't have anything special planned. Even a dragon like this spent a lot of his time just... living.

She landed in a tree behind him and began casting spells to enhance her speed and resistance to magic---which would be necessary to keep up with his power in a long battle. She was considering confronting him when he took off again, unless he happened to turn around first.

She found herself torn between what was good, heroic, and what would be practical. A sneak attack didn't feel right---she couldn't just (metaphorically) backstab someone she hadn't properly met. If it weren't for that prophesy of the shadow, she'd just have assumed he was just another dragon---dangerous, living up to some of the Silver stereotypes and not others, intelligent enough to apply morality to, and best left alone unless he crossed a line. Any confrontation had to start with a conversation. If she wasn't spotted first, she'd start that when he took flight again.

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The dragon dipped his talons and his entire face in the water, swirling them around until the bloody mess had been swept away. Finally he lifted his head and shook it in the manner of a dog. He took a breath but didn't bother to look around.

"You could at least introduce yourself," the dragon rumbled. "You think that I can't feel the magic you're weaving right behind my back?" He finally turned his head to look at Ewith, one of his eye ridges raised slightly. He didn't bother turning the rest of his body.

[Assistant]
"Sorry, I didn't want to be rude. My name is Ewith. I've been charged to hunt down and deal with a growing darkness," her tone was polite but cold. "One which is severe enough to scare soothsayers, but not enough for them to have a clear description of it," she sighed, "Isn't that always the way?"

As Brand got a better look at her, he'd note that she had both wings and arms, and clothing that was designed not to get in the way of flight. Her body seemed human (or possibly elfin), besides the wings. Not a harpy then. Her hair was blonde and in a ponytail, while her feathers were blue with black and white streaks. There was a jeweled rod attached to her belt, along with a pack which presumably held basic supplies. "Your turn. I've heard the rumors about you, but facts are hard to pin down."

[User]
"I can't imagine what you've heard," the dragon said. "And I don't trust soothsayers. Everything they say tends to get colored by one thing or another. I am Brand," he said. "And you have entered my home. You approach me by preparing defensive magic, which makes me question your intentions. So speak plainly, Ewith. You seek some sort of darkness... and somehow you have come to me?"

His eyes were suspicious as he turned his body slightly to face her more comfortably. His tail swayed back and forth, hinting at some irritation.

[Assistant]
"Indeed. My attempts to track down my quarry led right to your doorstep. I've come to believe that You are the Great Shadow. That your well-known drive for self improvement---which I'd support on principle---hides something that diminishes this world. At least. You are the only being in this valley powerful enough to be who I'm searching for." She paused, "Though some of the wilder guesses as to what you're up to scarcely bear repeating. Judging from all this greenery, the ravings that the shadow is draining life and magic from the land and making it harder for other magical creatures to survive, seems to be incorrect. And the interpretation that it's hiding it's presence here by doing it's worst on other worlds... well, why would you---it---be capable of that?" She almost laughed.

"Pray forgive my rudeness, but I can't afford to underestimate you," she blinked, her eyes gaining the gleam of a magic detection spell.

[User]
The dragon glowed with multiple contingency spells, almost all of which were defensive. The level of skill it would take to make and maintain the web of enchantments spoke loudly about his capabilities. He was not relying on his natural might to protect him, like most dragons. He'd planned for his protection, either from direct experience or cunning.

"So you've decided that I am your bogeyman," Brand said. "Do you like what you see? I made it myself. Very well. I suppose well just have to do this." He turned to face her completely... and sat down in the manner of a cat.

"I will give you the honor of first blow," the dragon said. "The results of which will determine your fate. Impress me."

[Assistant]
...Ewith had planned to test him with a few cutting wind spells first, draw him into the air, then knock him out of the sky with something stronger. Without the help of gravity, there was no way her magical reserves would last long enough to bring a dragon his size down.

She studied his defenses. She hadn't seen the like of some of them before, but if she could work out what they were made of, or find a pattern... and of course actually starting off with her strongest spell would be unlikely to work.

[User]
Brand actually grinned. "I seem to have thrown off your game plan a bit," he said, sounding amused. "I'll wait."

At least two of his contingencies involved teleportation magic. Not much of a surprise there. Others involved defenses against different elemental types, or countering summoning spells. He had protections against differing weapon types, and even some anti-undead spells.

"You are quite fetching," he said after a few moments. "Perhaps I will allow you to join my harem. You will learn things you had only aspired to before, and will be thoroughly protected against virtually any threat. Don't worry about your feelings regarding me... I'll win you over in the end."

[Assistant] "So those rumors were true? They certainly didn't paint you in a good light, but I assumed they would be a separate matter to my hunt. And if you keep up that arrogance, then you'll never get so much as a chaste kiss." Ewith's first spell was refreshing Haste on herself and flying away. At a suitable distance, she turned around in the air and slashed two fingers towards Brand, sending translucent blades of air at him. Ultimately, she decided following her original plan was best---testing how her offense matched up against his defense. And she had to maintain distance as best she could---dueling a dragon at close range was suicidal. Gravity might be able to help with that as well.

[User]
"Maybe, maybe not," Brand said as he ducked his head with surprising speed. "But it got you angry, didn't it?"

He managed to avoid the first air blade and only took a glancing blow from the second. The second blade impacted... but did nothing. Not even a scuff on his scales. Brand leaped into the air, covering more than half the distance between them with a single flap of his wings. He came after her with his mouth open wide, ready and eager to simply snap her out of the air.

Except he was fairly certain that she was very agile in the air. The moment she moved to escape him, she'd get his by a downward gale that might very well knock her to the ground. And if she escaped that then he had other alternatives. He'd fought fliers before.


[User]
There was a brilliant, dazzling light that blasted out from, of all places... the bathroom. It flickered and shined through the cracks of the door and out of the windows before it just so suddenly disappeared like it had begun, only with a rather ominous fizzling sound to finish it off.

The door handle rattled for a moment before turning, and stepping... well, actually not stepping, but slithering out from the room with her head stooped was a woman. Or something. It seemed to be a human women, but where her legs should be was instead the long tail of a serpent, filling up space on the ground behind her. She seemed tall, and healthy, strong... and eye-grabbingly busty, a pair of boobs that were barely contained by what little threads she wore to cover herself, her cleavage on full display as well as her tanned body. Her hair was long and a raven black color, her eyes an orange color, seeming red when they caught the light. Her serpentine body was white-scaled with red stripes. She looked dangerous, and gorgeous, all at once.

The naga's eyes traveled around the room, taking in every detail before finally settling on the one occupant in the room. Her face was expressionless for now, she simply stared down at him. "...I am Elra, the Hero-Queen and Goddess of Starvania... You, human, where am I now?" Elra demanded of the young man who's college dorm she had suddenly teleported into.

[Assistant]
It was a late night on campus, the single occupant trying to concentrate on the task at hand. The male sighed, dark eyes looking at the dimmed computer screen as he typed away, working on a paper for one of his random classes when he heard and saw the odd light coming from his bathroom.

He brushed a strand of dirty blonde hair out from his face, a frown coming to his face as he saw the figure coming out of his bathroom. He was glad that things were dark in his room, only a single desk lamp off in the corner being the only source of light. It allowed him to admire not only how beautiful the woman was, but also allowed him to admire just how busty she actually was. Ironically, where her bust would have had his complete attention before hand, it actually seemed to dwarf what she had on her hips, his mouth slightly going agape at her serpentine form. He had heard of naga before, in various books and other media, but he had never seen one in the flesh. He thought that they were a myth.

"Uhhh.... Hey. My name is Carter, I'm a Business Major in my second year. You are not in Starvania, I can tell you that. I don't think I've ever heard of that place but you're in my dorm at CSU... and you just came from my bathroom. I'm starting to believe that my friends spiked my drink when I wasn't looking, as that's the only thing that makes sense for why the most beautiful woman I have seen would be in my dorm." He said, a frown coming to his lips as he looked back over to her.

[User]
Elra gave a smirk at Carter's compliment. "Your flattery is appreciated, and whilst I'll certainly enjoy indulging with you, I must first get my bearings" The naga told him, slithering over to the window and opening up curtains, peering out into the darkness of the night and the world beyond the glass. "Hmm... No sign of conflict, at least not anywhere close by, not much poverty, or disease... This world seems to be rather comfortable, I believe it will suffice for my hiatus from Starvania" She remarked aloud.

She closed the curtains and turned back to Carter. Her tail was all but filling the rest of his room. "I apologize for the intrusion, Business Major Carter, the enchantment of cross-dimensional travel I recited is crude and lacks direction, thus I thank you for not immediately panicking... although I can assure you, I am most certainly not a hallucination" Elra told him, before approaching where he sat, and pulled him into an embrace, smiling down at him as the two of them had her big breasts between them.

"My realm of Starvania has descended into chaos and unrest wrought by the misguided actions of my subjects. To that end, I have taken hiatus of my duties until the civilization has sufficiently reformed itself to a more peaceful and enjoyable realm... If it is not too much trouble, I would seek your hospitality and company, as I will likely be here for several centuries... thusly, Business Major Carter, might I stay with you whilst I am in this world of See-Ess-You?" Elra inquired, all whilst her boobs loomed over him.

[Assistant]
"Oh. Oh, well, that is uh, hmm. Alright then." Carter said, a little taken back when she mentioned that she was going to be indulging in him. When she would open the curtains she would see a beautiful campus, with large mountains to the west but was flat and green every other direction. The sky was purple in its twilight hours, the sun starting to set and usher in the night for them all.

He was surprised to see how much her tail was covering the room, everywhere he was looking was filled with smooth, white and red scales. "Well, why would I panic? You aren't threatening me and I'm still bit sure on if this is a hallucination or if this is some kind of delirious fantasy or not. And it's just Carter." He said, giving her a smile. He was about to say something when she pulled him into an embrace, feeling his cheeks darken at feeling g her massive bust against him.

"I... yeah, you can stay here. Stay as long as you like." He said, eyes wide as he held her, arms around he as he looked up at her, his vision engulfed by her breasts. "And the world is just called earth. CSU is just the name of the campus we're at."

[User]
"I see..." Elra said, finally relinquishing her hold upon Carter's body before moving to 'sit' down on the edge of his bed. "It appears I may require some guidance on navigating the culture and society of this world, I hope I won't be any trouble" Elra told him. "For your assistance, I will be more than willing to offer some kind of compensation... I have several physical talents as well as magical, and often engaged in very... stimulating activities, sexual and voracious, with all my subordinates, though if you find that too crass, I'm sure I kind find other ways to share my talents with you"

She gave a smile at his blushing face, smoothing some of her black hair out of her beautiful face. "I am... weary, at the moment, however, and cannot display all my powers, but I could perhaps show you something I very much enjoy, and I'm sure you will too..."

So much tail and so long was it that perhaps Carter missed the fact that her very tip had started coiling around the bottom of his chair, and was now proceeding to tug him closer over to her. "I would like to devour you, Carter, and have you spend the night in my first stomach" Elra offered.

[Assistant]
"I'll admit, we have our share of monster girls in the world but it's mostly centaurs, harpies, things like that. No one has ever seen a naga so you might get some stares. I... don't know how people would react to you introducing yourself as a goddess though. Maybe save that one for a party favor." He offered, though his cheeks darkened again as she listed the various ways that she could repay him.

"I... think I would be a fool to deny any sort of favor that you may bestow upon me, if I am being honest." He said, slowly at first but he gave her another smile, unaware of her tail wrapping around his chair and pulling it closer to her. He took a deep breath, feeling himself getting excited as she pulled him closer, unsure on just what she had in mind.

When she said that she wanted to devour him and have him spend the night in her first stomach, he found his jaw going slack, blinking slowly as he looked up up down her body, imagining himself inside her. "Well, to be fair, that may be the best way for us to both share the room." He admitted to her.

[User]
"Oh? Such creatures are extremely few and far between in my realm, even my own kin are a mystery to me" Elra remarked thoughtfully. "Truly, I am out of my depth here, it may be prudent to 'lay low' as it were, and conceal my true identity... "

She smirked at his willingness to be eaten. "Is such a practice common here? You seem rather nonchalant about passing through a digestive system. I'll admit I have no intention of properly digesting you, but I still expected some sort of hesitation" She admitted, before shrugging, and then reaching behind her and, for some reason, untying her tunic, letting it fall free and exposing her breasts completely.

"If all inhabitants of this 'Earth' are as accepting as you, I'm sure I'll enjoy my time here very thoroughly" She remarked with a grin, showing off her sharp teeth, before putting her hands on her hips. "Now then, I'd ask that you shed your clothes, it makes the event far more mutually pleasurable" She told him. "Worry not if you're shy of your physique, I see the beauty of all people regardless of their appearance" She told him. "...and besides, what you look like naked doesn't really matter to my stomach" She said, before chuckling.

[Assistant]
"Yeah, I mean no offense, but no one would have heard that name before, at least not with the kind of meaning that you would be expecting." He admitted to her, shaking his head lightly. "Elra... I like it. I'm sure that you're going to do just well, though I am a little curious as to how you will lay low, given that you're the only naga in the world now." He pointed out, offering her a small shrug.

"It's not the first time that I've done it. When a human dates a monster girl, one goes in with the possibility being insider of them in ways that you didn't intend, though admittedly this is the first time I've been swallowed. I was in my ex's womb before, so I do admit, I'm nervous about being digested." He told her, seeing no reason to not tell her the truth, though admitted he lost his train of thought when he saw that she had stripped her top off, exposing her bust to him.

He silently complied with her, showing that he had some muscle on him, though the prize would come when he stripped his pants off. He was fairly hung, already his cock hardening at the gorgeous, naked woman in front of him as he stepped out of his clothes. "That work for you?" He asked her, finally shaking the trance her boobs put him under.

[User]
"Hmm... I'm sure an idea will present itself, otherwise I will simply exist as I am and see what occurs, perhaps it will be fun for all of us involved if I don't hide myself away" Elra remarked, before proceeding to listen to him speak of his experiences of voracious activities. "I see... well, as I said, I have no intention of digesting you, and I am in full, conscious control of my body and it's internal activities... You've nothing to fear even if I sent you down into my second stomach" She said, grinning as she patted her scale-covered flank.

She watched him as she stripped, eyes not averting from his body, although her eyes did widen a bit at the site of his junk being freed from his underwear. "It seems you have little to be nervous about... I will thoroughly enjoy feeling all of you inside of me" She admitted, licking her lips. "...As this is your first time, I would ask if you would want to watch yourself be devoured, or go headfirst into my stomach?" She asked of him.

[Assistant]
"That is a good point. Might just be more fun to see what happens, I'm in agreement but eh. That's for the future to determine. But it is good to know that I don't need to fear adding to your tits just yet, so that reassurance is appreciated." He said to her, giving her a grin as she patted her tail. He took a deep breath, appearing to take her question on if he would want to watch himself get devoured or if she should swallow him headfirst. He frowned for a moment, deep in thought as he tried to think of the best way.

"Eh, headfirst might be faster and it's getting cold in here." He said, doing an exaggerated shiver as he stepped closer to her. He looked to her, the smile never leaving his face as he waited for her to swallow him. There was still a part of him that was nervous, but he was doing everything he could to remain calm in this situation.

[User]
"Yet" Elra said simply, though the smirk on her face suggested she was merely teasing... hopefully. Nonetheless, her tail was all but surrounding him now, certain to prevent any kind of escape, not that he seemed inclined to make one. The naga reached her powerful hands out and clutched at Carter's waist, smiling down at him with brilliant amber-colored eyes appraising him. She leaned down and... kissed him on the lips, quite... affectionately. She giggled a little, a noise almost unbefitting of a self-proclaimed hero-queen-goddess-thing.

Then, her mouth opened, and opened wide, stretching open like a hole in space, the sheer scope of her gluttony only hinted at from how wide she bared her jaws. She descended down upon his head, which although were pressed against her tongue and walls of her mouth, easily slid through the hot and slick muscle, already sending his eyes to witness the long, dark and sinking pit that was her throat. Her lips stretched over his shoulders as if it was utterly unhindered, her tongue beginning to slick up his chest as she pulled him deeper.