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“Good afternoon, Kobeni. Do you know why I called you here?”
“Umm… I caused trouble for my teammates,” she responded to Makima who was having a one-on-one meeting with her in the main office. The timid girl squirmed around in her chair, struggling to meet the gaze of her boss. “BーBut, I can’t help it… ever since you made me bind a contract with that new Devil, this thing in my pants keeps, umm… ruining missions…”
Despite being physically qualified to be a Devil Hunter, Kobeni’s fragile nerves made her performance unreliable in the most important of times. To counteract this, Public Safety has tried forcing contracts with loads of different devils upon her, to bring her abilities up to par with those of her peers.
But, inexplicably, most Devils refused to make a contract with a small ditzy girl like her. Her meek appearance made most of them uninterested in Kobeni’s body parts, and as such she had no valuable sacrifice to offer. The only exception is the Inflation Devil, who eagerly promised Public Safety that “her bloodline would continue no matter what.”
Makima didn’t understand how a Devil which embodied humanity’s fear towards a collapsing economy could offer one of her subordinates that sort of guaranteed long-term immunity, but she didn’t think too hard about it. After all, Devils don’t lie during their contracts. They always fulfill their end of the deal, even if the human somehow manages to die in the process.
Though the Inflation Devil wasn’t guaranteeing a successful bloodline through long life or physical immortality like Makima thought. Instead it intended to grant a massive amount of offspring in the shortest amount of time possible. And needless to say, that had nothing to do with stock trading or public investments.
It upheld its end of the deal by giving Kobeni a fat floppy dick and soft, gurgling nutsack that produced gallons of cum every minute. Included with that package were enhanced scent glands that produced pleasant fragrances to attract females all around her, and an unstoppable constant desire to breed everything with a pussy. The price she paid for it was losing her own original genitals which she missed very dearly right now… because this new lower half had almost gotten her kicked out of her job in the first week of being a futanari.
“So, do you know exactly how your squad members complained about you?”
“No…” Kobeni answered, trying to feign ignorance.
“It’s the smell. How often do you masturbate?”
Her poor heart raced a thousand beats a minute as she got asked the most personal question possible by her bombshell of a boss. When she heard the words “masturbate,” she remembered that just that morning she blew gallons of semen into her bathtub while jerking off to Makima’s massive breasts and wobbly dumptruck ass. Kobeni barely remembered she had a question to answer…
“Uhh… seven times per day?”
“That’s a lie. I can smell that you ejaculated ninety-eight times in the last twenty-four hours.”
Makima’s large heavy asscheeks clapped inside her office pants as she casually walked right in front of her subordinate, crossing her arms above her. Due to the incredible sense of smell that she possessed, she could tell not just how often Kobeni masturbated but also how many gallons of cum were in her balls right now, down to the last drop. The klutz below her whimpered random words and panicked that her shameless gooner behavior was getting exposed, but Makima did this for a single reason: to establish dominance over her.
“Kobeni, you’re not allowed to lie to me. If you don’t get your bonus tomorrow, are you sure you’ll have enough money to feed that troublesome ballsack of yours? Surely you’re not so delusional that you think you can make do without this job. From now on, answer me truthfully,” she ordered while pulling on Kobeni’s tie.
“Y—Yes, mommy! Hyoh?! I mean Makima…!! Please forgive me…?!”
“Fufu… mommy? It’s fine if you want to call me that, you know? Now listen. You’re not allowed to pleasure yourself for the next seven days. The only way you’ll be able to cum from now on… is from my touch. This is an order, and your body will keep behaving this way until I say otherwise.”
Kobeni was absolutely enthralled by her words. A pair of spiralling ember eyes peered right into her soul, forcing her subconscious to submit to the commands she was given. But, no matter how much she tried she couldn’t hold eye contact for too long, because Makima’s voluptuous shirt-bursting mammaries were right in front of her face. The plump inverted nipples whose outline was visible through her white shirt and bra were like an eye-magnet for Kobeni, forcing her desperate overstuffed testicles to start producing cum. Glug, glug, glug… the pumping sounds were heard by Makima, making her smile.
“Kobeni, please get me a pen from the desk. I’ll show you what I just said is real,” she said while watching Kobeni perform her task. Like a good little servant she got up and bent over the desk, searching for a writing instrument. She soon realised the top of the desk was empty, and Makima put her in this position for her own devilish purposes.
*Slap—!*
Kobeni instantly reached the climax when Makima slapped her chubby asscheeks, forcing her plump melon-sized balls to unload everything inside of them down her pants. She shivered like an overwhelmed little doggy as her cock got rock-hard in a split second, shooting thick ropes large enough to fill a bucket with every spasm.
*Bloooorp~~! Splurt! Splurt!*
The submissive little brunette creamed her underwear and clothing with hot burbling semen while her throat locked up in pleasure, barely able to moan. She had gotten completely embarrassed in front of one of the hottest females at her office, and every passing second just made things worse.
“Hiiiigh??!! Why did you do thaaatt~~!! Whyyyy…!!” she whimpered, unable to stop her ejaculation. Her forearm-sized cock formed a majestic tent in her pants, extending a couple feet in front of her and furiously splurting its load. Some juicy ropes passed through the fabric and dripped down her uniform, ruining it on the outside as well. Kobeni would need a change of clothes before walking out the office.
“I promised you two things,” Makima said. “One, that from now on my touch will be enough to make you cum. Two, that you will be unable to orgasm from any other source. While I have just proved you the first one with that slap, when you get home I encourage you to try and touch yourself so you understand the second is true as well.”
As the Control Devil, Makima had absolute control over anyone she viewed as inferior to her. Kobeni’s fate was sealed when she called her “mommy,” leading her right into complete subservience to her mistress. As such even the bizarre declaration she made earlier was completely true, because the hypersexual wimpy mess of a futa was now compelled to obey Makima’s orders.
“But still, you surprised me a little bit. With how much of a quickshot virgin you are, I don’t think I even needed to use any tricks to make you cum. A normal slap would have made you blow your load regardless, am I right? My cute little loser bitch~♡”
After Kobeni was put in her place, she was given a little bit of paid time off. To make sure she doesn’t cause any more trouble, Makima also placed Power in the same apartment complex she was renting out so the Fiend can watch over her. However, the easygoing blonde was completely uninterested in doing what her boss told her to do and just lazed around the house all day in skimpy clothing, much to her roommate’s dismay.
“Uumm... are you going to be here for the evening too?” Kobeni asked, desperate to have some personal space. She wanted nothing more than to bust out her cock and jerk off until she passed out to sleep, but the guest in her room was in the way of all that. It didn’t help that Power’s body was irresistible eye candy with zero self-awareness for how curvy she was, and that pissed off Kobeni’s ballsack so much that it bloated every time they were in the same room.
“Listen to me, human! Makima said I’m in charge of you for the next few days!! You’re not allowed to touch your dick to videos of naked girls. Hmm, although as a workaround we could have me touch your dick instead. She didn’t say anything about that.”
Power was obscenely stacked both up top, with enormous smooth breasts that formed a lewd breast curtain from her thin white tank top. The tummy that peeked out from below was soft and kissable, with her belly button always on display and a pair of denim shorts on her wide child-bearing hips. In fact she was so thick her asscheeks spilled out from below the tight fabric, making her sweat all the time and burning thousands of yen per day on AC.
“YーYeah, no thanks. I’m not interested…” Kobeni responded, but that was a flat out lie. She 100% intended to jerk off to Power’s fat sweaty dump truck as soon as she could get to the bathroom, dreaming of clapping her soft bulging buttmeat with maximum force. However her impatient virgin dick was too scared of real girls to consider that the previous offer of free breeding was real and not a joke, and so she missed out on that opportunity for now.
At the very least, having the blondie as a roommate meant having infinite fap material so she could have some fun that way instead. Kobeni sneakily took a long deep whiff of Power’s puffy cameltoe when she wasn’t looking then closed the bathroom door behind her, taking out her gigantic floppy cock. It hung as low as her knees as did her balls, fueled by Power’s aroma and Makima’s sadistic bullying.
“Aww… fuck yess…” Kobeni hissed under her breath as she stroked her overstuffed cumtanks. She squeezed on them so hard she felt the semen coming up on its own, without even touching her shaft once. It wasn’t unusual for her to climax just from a single stroke, and today the skin felt even more sensitive. But just as Kobeni thought she was about to have the best orgasm of her whole life, all the semen in her urethra was now flowing in the opposite direction. “What…? Why can’t I…?”
This time she used her hand to stroke her fat chubby cock, watching it grow to full mast in front of her. Kobeni was never this erect in her whole life, but she couldn’t cum no matter how much she furiously fapped to Power’s curvy white buttdomes. Her grip tightened and her fingers accelerated, increasingly afraid that what her mistress told her might be right; she could only cum from Makima’s touch from now on.
*Gurgleee…!!*
“Ungh… Need to… breed…♡♡” she moaned, feeling her nutsack tighten and pump. The poor wimpy futa was stuck at an eternal “point of no return,” blue-balled by what felt like the precursor of an orgasm but with all the semen going back down in her desperately throbbing nuts. Every time she fake-orgasmed her balls grew bigger, more stuffed, edging her even harder. “Hoooly fuck, I need to stop,” she said and got out of the bathroom, with her clothes messed up and completely out of breath.
Kobeni ran for the bedroom before Power could see what she did to her bulging package, incidentally passing through the kitchen in the meantime. The problem was at this point she just couldn’t help herself anymore; once she touched her shaft her brain was determined to keep going until it reached satisfaction. Even in a place where she could get busted she whipped out her enormous girlcock and started jerking it off again, sniffing the chair where Power’s massive ass was seated one minute ago. Kobeni swore she could feel the pheromones wafting up from the copious amount of sweat left on the chair, infiltrating her nostrils and activating her ballsack.
But still, it wasn’t enough when compared to whiffing straight from the source like earlier. Fapping without a climax felt so good that she needed even more stimulation, more degenerate circumstances. She went into the bedroom and ravaged their dirty laundry basket, looking for Power’s used lingerie. The size of her garments never failed to amaze her but it made sense; a massive rack needed massive underwear. Since she became a futanari, Kobeni emitted potent pheromones that forced the females around her to lactate, so Power’s P-cup bra had a sweet milky scent to it as well.
“Uough… fuck, if she catches me I’m so dead~♡♡♡ I’ll kill myself from shame, ehehe…” she mumbled while licking the soggy fabric, enjoying its fruity flavor. Sweat, milk, pheromones, it was a cocktail of everything that made her ballsack pump. Then she dug deeper in the basket to reach some bowtie panties of the same color, white.
Here the flavor profile was different, as Power’s puffy vulva infused all its love juices into the material and made it taste way spicier than her bra. Inside her dark room, Kobeni lost all sense of time as the weirdest thoughts raced through her perverted mind. First, she expected the texture of clothing to feel coarse and icky, but synthetic fiber was surprisingly smooth and easy to lick. As the clothing sommelier finished rating her fap material she suddenly noticed, her cock grew another ten inches.
*Fap—fap—fap—fap~!*
She started vigorously tugging at her thick foreskin, salivating at the edge of her mouth while huffing the sweet fumes of Power’s panties directly into her brain. Kobeni’s chubby butt slammed against the floor as she lost her balance, giggling and loudly squelching her cock so hard that the neighbours could probably hear it. The truth is that even if she ended up raw-dogging Power, not being able to climax would have just led to more needless frustration for the both of them. At least like this she could fist-pump her bulging futa cock and ride the edge by herself all night until she blacked out peacefully; even if her roommate would think of her as a coward for it.
“Uhohooo~!! I love this girl’s sweat so fucking muuuch—♡♡ What a sweet nectar…”
“Can you keep quiet you fucking loser virgin dick-tugging addict? I’m trying to sleep over here,” the blondie shouted at Kobeni from on top of her bed. The horny futa did all of this in complete darkness and was too busy playing with her roommate’s underwear to notice she was laying less than a meter away from her the whole time. “And stop sniffing my pussy when I’m washing the fucking dishes. You really thought that was subtle? If you don’t have the courage to ask me for sex then pull up your pants and go to fucking sleep.”
“Oh... yeah...”
The next morning was a total disaster. While Kobeni’s shaft was used to experiencing a climax over one hundred times per day, it got absolutely zero relief in the last thirty-six hours. She was downright feral on the train to work, sniffing the armpits of random elementary school girls like a perverted animal. Not only was she putting Public Safety’s reputation in danger but also her own job, and the financial security of her siblings. After contracting the Inflation Devil her situation took a turn for the worse despite Makima’s best intentions, causing her to be constantly out of breath and with a half-chub in her pants at the first sight of a female. Since her cock expanded to more than half a meter it was almost impossible to hide it properly, and so she shoved it snug down the right sleeve of her pants.
“So, what seems to be the problem?” Makima asked her once she arrived at the office.
“I’m… going to explode… please… let me cum…” Kobeni begged while hunched over, suppressing her throbbing bitchbreaker through the fabric of her trousers. All reason seemed to have left the poor futanari, turning her into an automatic mating machine that just walked towards the nearest pussy to breed it. Makima saw her slowly approach and dragged a kotatsu near Kobeni, signaling her to sit.
“And why am I here?” Power asked, coincidentally seated at the same table.
“I thought I told you to keep an eye on her situation and help her out. Why is she acting like a sex zombie at work now?”
“How should I know? I did what you said, I hid all her porn mags and actually wore underwear around the house this Monday. She should’ve been better according to your stupid abstinence plan but I had to stop her from sniffing kids on the street while walking to work. Fucking humans are disgusting, you breed anything with a hole no matter how young, eh?”
Their words floated around Kobeni’s head for a couple seconds, but none of them remained in her memory. She couldn’t understand how Power could be so mean with her words while at the same time being generous enough to offer her body as free-use the night before. The truth is, the stacked blondie had zero respect for any sort of sexual activity other than raw copulation, which is why she despised the futa's cowardly half-assed behaviour and pervy antics. But rather than trying to understand the twisted mind of Fiend, Kobeni had more important priorities right now.
She needed to cum. Fast.
“This is all your fault, you know? If you just let me keep her balls drained she’d be a lot more coolheaded. Because of all the restrictions you put on her she’s just edging herself stupid snorting my underwear every night instead,” Power confessed to Makima.
“No. She needs to learn discipline.”
At the same time Kobeni was humping the mega-stacked blondie’s thick thighs like a doggy in heat and mumbling something about mixing genes with her big ass. She fondled Power’s opulent buttdomes with both hands, feeling her glans spurt out slimy dollops of precum with every squeeze. Seeing how Makima wasn’t stopping her the futa grew bolder and bolder, straight up diving face-first between the Fiend’s asscheeks and sniffing her vulva vigorously through her thin booty shorts. Unlike yesterday she had no intention to be subtle, even using her tongue and saliva to try and get Power to react. Kobeni whispered right into her pussy how much she wanted to make a baby together, delusionally thinking the blondie’s ovaries could her.
“Shut the fuck up loser, I’m talking to your boss right now,” Power said and she dropped her soft heavy bottom on the futanari’s face and nostrils, pinning her head to the floor with who knows how many pounds of plump buttmeat. The wimpy little virgin below her didn’t even struggle, she just resumed her pussy huffing and gave a thumbs up to the two girls above her.
“Power, stop. You’re making it worse.”
Then with her free hand she found her shaft down her pants and started jerking it vigorously, squelching it even louder than last night due to her improved size and volume of precum. She was basically pissing out sweet Cowper’s fluid that stained her pants, glistening between her fingers when she stopped fapping and sticking to her skin and belly.
When Power got up she could feel her ovaries throbbing and itching, leaving her confused. The truth was that Kobeni’s virility became so oppressive since yesterday that she forced every single female around her into heat, whether they liked it or not. Suddenly the cock-teased little wimp found herself free from her face-sitting prison, looking around disoriented and lacking oxygen.
The smell that Makima tried to fix the other day was… gone, but another one took its place. She didn’t smell like cum anymore, she smelled like a guaranteed pregnancy. Any ovulating womb she could knock up with multiple babies 100%, giving her a much more dangerous scent than what she started with.
Suddenly, Kobeni remembered how to escape this eternal edging hell. All she needs to do is touch Makima. So much as a single touch and hundreds of gallons of semen will come rushing out her urethra like a pearly white torrent of infinite ballslop, fertilizing everything and everyone around her. She took her enormous, hanging shaft out her pants and lunged towards the redhead like an animal that didn’t feed for three months.
“Sit, dog.” Makima ordered her and an unexplainable amount of pressure forced Kobeni to kneel back down to her knees. “Power, please leave the room. From now on you’re to visit Higashiyama’s apartment every day instead of two days a week. I underestimated just how dangerous she is, so she’ll need a bit of ‘special treatment’ from now on.”
Power nodded and left for the hallway, visibly shaken from how much Kobeni’s pheromones had affected her. She was dripping a copious amount of milk into her bra and her clothes felt tighter, especially around her chest. Her mammaries literally expanded a whole cup size from being in front of Kobeni’s unfapped cock for too long. She closed the door behind her while watching Makima stand cross-armed in front of the futanari, jealous that her boss will be having that juicy bitch breaker all for herself.
“I see you literally tried to assault your superior. Do you have any explanation for this?” she asked Kobeni who was doing a naked dogeza in front of the desk, having left only some black stockings and arm sleeves on. “It doesn’t matter how much you grovel. I want words from you. Explain yourself and explain your needs, I need to know how to turn you into a useful asset for Public Safety.
“I need… pussy…” Kobeni whimpered, genuinely sobbing out of frustration.
Makima looked down at her pathetic state, somehow feeling bad for her. Despite being more hung than all the other males in the office combined and producing more cum in a second than they all do in a year, Kobeni was still just a pussy-free virgin. Even now she was begging for sex while pent-up thousands of times more than what any normal pair of balls could ever experience. And to make things worse, her boss knew this pitiful loser kneeling before her was serious, since her cock went flaccid and apologetic. Despite secretly being a Devil, Makima experienced empathy for the very first time in her life.
Or maybe it was just Kobeni’s pheromones subconsciously attracting her, who knows.
“Sigh… you’re so helpless. Fine, I guess one day of abstinence is enough. Puppies that complete my tasks get generous rewards, that’s how it is around here,” Makima said while sliding down her strained office pants and black string panties. A massive dump truck three times the size of her waist wobbled out and shook side to side while she bent over her desk, joining her legs together.
*Glurgleeee….!!!*
Kobeni’s cock instantly sprang to full mast when she saw those perfect shapely buttdomes presented for her consumption, convincing her balls to stuff themselves fuller than they’ve ever been. They passed her knees in size and were halfway to touching the floor, noisily producing enough loads to impregnate every single female in the office building if she wanted to.
“From top to bottom my three sizes are 48-24-72, inches of course. Aren’t you glad you get to breed with a female this exquisite for your first time? My cute little puppy~♡”
The drooling futanari walked closer and literally slammed herself between Makima’s soft, shock-absorbant asscheeks. Her shaft hotdogged her massive ass-cleavage while her waist pounded the biggest dump truck she ever saw in her life, swinging like a desperate monkey after one whole day of abstinence.
*Clop, clop, clop~~!!*
She already felt like cumming just by making contact with Makima’s skin, but Kobeni kept swinging. Finally she could cross the edge and orgasm for real, but… now she had another problem. While getting to touch and slap her boss’s succulent cheeks meant she was finally allowed to pass the climax, it was all getting stuck at the bottom of her shaft. It all dawned on the poor futa. Her orders from yesterday weren’t “touching me will make you cum once,” they were “every single time you touch me you will cum,” clogging her urethra with around ten consecutive loads that didn’t even have enough room to get out.
“Jeez… what an impatient puppy. To get out all that backed up semen into mommy’s pussy you don’t need a hundred sloppy plaps, just one strooong decisive one~! When you’re ready to give me babies just draw back your hips and let your instincts do the rest… okay~?”
Kobeni couldn’t believe just how much Makima had changed. She was no longer calling her “doggy” but “puppy” instead, and she offered to personally drain her bloated balls. No dreams or imagination could even come close to the amount of pleasure she was feeling while hotdogging the massive ass in front of her, and her genitals swelled to express their appreciation. The shaft finally passed one meter in length and her balls touched the floor, still gurgling and pumping as Kobeni slowly pulled out from between the soft meaty cheeks that teased her so playfully.
“Oh and it goes without saying but stop with the rubbing, okay? You need to unload all that thick sticky spunk right inside mommy’s ovulating womb if we want to see results. We’re making babies here, not playing house.”
When she saw Kobeni’s powerfully scented breeding rod aiming at her vulva, something primal inside Makima was triggered. The same pheromones that messed with Power’s nostrils were now taking their toll on her as well, forcing her breasts to swell and lactate. Her shirt buttons popped off one by one and now Makima could confirm that indeed, she was dripping loads of breastmilk into her black lacey bra.
*Streeeetch~!*
The straps grew tighter and tighter until her bra literally flew open and landed on the desk, revealing her plump leaking mammaries. They grew three cup sizes in just a couple minutes, forcing Makima to understand that her body was getting ready to breed. Even if she didn’t see Kobeni as a suitable mate in the past, the sour-sweet pheromones she inhaled were more than enough to convince her now.
The two voluptuous twins on her backside also grew quite a lot in volume, far surpassing the size of her breasts. By all means, her milk bags were genuinely titanic but they simply did not compare to her ass. It was enough for the futa to hug with open arms and not even reach around to Makima’s waist, successfully fattened up to eighty inches and ready to copulate.
The redhead was taken by surprise when Kobeni grabbed her arms from behind and pulled them back, forcing her top half to remain suspended above the desk. This sudden display of confidence gave Makima another one of her firsts, the first time in her life that she felt “submissive.”
And the breeding rod plunging inside her pussy also took her more literal first time, since Devils very rarely engage in intercourse. Just as her boss suggested, Kobeni slammed forward into Makima’s pussy with all the force she could muster, landing her cum-filled cockhead right into her plump fertile womb. Then the ten consecutive orgasms that the futa was holding back in her balls finally shot out like a cannonball, inflating Makima’s womb to the size of a beach ball in the very first pump.
*Glub!! Glub! Glub!*
Then, without spilling a single bit of excess, the next nine throbs stuffed up her womb even further. Makima squealed in surprise as she felt boiling-hot semen climbing up her fallopian tubes and invading her ovaries, with starved little swimmers that aimed for her eggs like heat-seeking missiles.
“Ko… Kobeni, that’s too much cum…” Makima whimpered, hardly able to keep her composure. “Let’s stop here for today, okay?” she begged, in a tone rather unbefitting of her.
*Gloooorrrrrppp~!!! Bloooorp!!*
Completely unconcerned with her feelings, the futa that finally discovered mating kept dumping her load inside Makima’s stomach. The breeding sow in front of her was turned into a helpless seedbed that could only take rope after rope pounding inside her stomach, flooded with glopping semen and lewd squelching sounds. They lost both their virginities to the most inhuman, mind-breaking orgasm possible so they were guaranteed to form a mating bond from now on.
“Guough… I said… stop…!!!”
Every time Makima yelled for her to cut it out, Kobeni’s dick grew another five inches in size. Her balls also produced new fresh semen to pump into the female slowly submitting in front of her, marking her full belly with potent slimy ballslop. The plaps didn’t stop either, since the futa enjoyed the idea of cumming every time she thrusted a little bit too much. Makima’s plans of breaking her brain had completely backfired, turning both of them into utter animals that had nothing on their mind but mixing their genes.
“Please just stop pumping… you can’t get me pregnant, I lied…” Makima confessed. Her sloshing belly was so big that it flopped off the desk and threatened to reach the floor, completely stuffed to the brim with Kobeni’s genes. Her helpless eggs were already fertilized en masse, but the Control Devil had a safety net; just like any damage she received, any pregnancy she was saddled with was transferred to a random Japanese citizen instead.
That meant Kobeni had single-handedly impregnated tens of clueless Japanese females already, some of which had barely even reached menarche. Makima saw that she had no intention to stop once she ejaculated once and so she divulged this important ace in the sleeve to her, even if she had no reason to care about the impregnated girls. That’s just how much Kobeni’s dicking had changed her personality.
“So use your own eggs,” Kobeni commanded.
“What?”
“I’ll make sure to give you the biggest load I can next. I’ll lovingly pump it into your belly without spilling a single drop, so your duty as the female is to get pregnant. Got it?” Kobeni asked while pulling on Makima’s hair, forcing her head backwards until they were close enough to smooch. Then the dominant futanari gave her a plosive slap over the ass while french-kissing her quivering mouth, reducing the great Control Devil to her submissive little breeding sow. All of her dominance was lost.
*Blooooorppp~!!!*
Kobeni’s cumtanks squeezed tight between her legs as she dumped more of her girlspunk into Makima, slapping her big soft belly every time she bloated it up with another rope. They weren’t allowed to breathe, just to swap spit while their genes mixed deep inside the female’s womb. The redhead felt her belly touch the floor and that’s when all her walls were brought down, swooned by this superhuman display of virility.
“Fine… I’ll let you inside my eggs. But just one sperm, okay?” she said and whatever trick was keeping her ovum protected was suddenly gone. At this point Kobeni understood Makima wasn’t a simple human, and that she was lying about her identity all along. But none of that mattered now, only implanting her genes inside the female below her.
*Mblurb…!! Glooooosh~!!*
“Hey, I said one!! Stop, stop, stop…!!” she yelled as her belly instantly doubled in size, the consequences of Kobeni getting serious. Every rope was now powerful enough to fill a whole bathtub with thick-scented nut-slop, virile enough to fix the country’s birthrate decline with just one gallon.
But inside Makima’s enormous stomach there wasn’t just a single gallon, but two thousand times that amount. She was basically immobile and completely at her breeding bull’s mercy, frying her vocal chords while experiencing feral mating for the very first time. Deep in the center of her pregnant tummy she conceived more children than she could count on one hand, hopefully enough to satisfy Kobeni’s reproductive instinct.
For a moment, the plaps slowed down and Makima got a chance to speak.
“Uumf… okay. I stripped down for you, let you slam into my backside, then I even accepted your genes into my eggs. I’ll be personally delivering several of your babies just so we figure out what the deal is with the Inflation Devil. Surely… you’re satisfied now, right?” she asked.
The smug futa reached out from behind until she could grab Makima’s gigantic breasts, deliciously large but still dwarfed in size by her hyper-fertilized belly at this point. She just silently fondled them as her nutsack started gurgling again, just as full as when they started mating.
*Bluooooorp~!*
“No… you’re kidding…” the redhead whimpered as mating resumed, gallons of semen bringing them further up into the air with every additional cheeky rope. They were both resting on her belly like a massive bouncy waterbed that pushed the other furniture in the room aside, a sight that completely defied human biology.
*Clap—clap—clap—clap!!*
Kobeni was still mentally conditioned to climax every time she slammed into her seedbed, even if her powers as the Control Devil had no effect anymore. Makima’s belly skin kept pleasantly stretching while the pair of barrel-sized nuts that the futa possessed just irresponsibly emptied themselves inside her bouncy womb, leaving behind as many offspring as possible.
“Last one!!” Kobeni screamed as her forty-inch shaft throbbed furiously inside Makima, spurting out the thickest, most virile load left at the bottom of her nutsack. She fertilized her with all the resources she had, and this last rope was so powerful it pushed her out of the female’s love tunnel and sent her tumbling down to the floor. “Thank you… I’m finally empty.”
“You… listen to me. This isn’t the last time we do this,” Makima whimpered as she finally passed out from her sixth consecutive fertilization orgasm, with three thousand gallons of raw sloppy semen in her belly. She was definitely going to break the Japanese record for most babies delivered at once in nine months’ time. Or in nine hours, if she used her powers to speed up the process.
It’s not clear what led to this last event, but in the same week Kobeni received a promotion.
Must have been a coincidence.