This choice: She can't control it any more | Go Back Chapter 8: She can't control it any more (ID #1065853) an addition by: Lamnia ![View grossdeviant's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-10.gif) More by this author She jumps up on you knocking you to the floor! He phone dropped to the table next to the door, odd she was able to do that in one swift move.
You on the other hand are complete surprised, your up is down and your down is up, you land on your back with a thud! Air knocked out of you as her heavy form pounds you using 'you' as their crash mat. You swear you hear a rib snap! Your eyes bulged with pain and a rush of blood.
Clearly she has been eating! ... a lot.
"Oh I can't stand it any more! You and me are going to do it!"
Your hands wrap around her, partly instinct to grab her to throw her off which you fight off. Your arms barely wrap around her waste, much less her rear has a larger girth then it ever did....
Immediately you envision sinking into that flesh of pillowy meaty mass slurping, suckling, and gulping your in into a messy tight canyon of mired fate. Your cock immediately salutes with all the signaling flesh around you saying your are about to get intimate with it! "It" has no sense of fear, it wants to do what it was made to do, fuck flesh and squirt with all its might. It is screaming in the head, 'PUT ME IN THAT THING NEXT TO ME' and immediately point to what it wants to go into.
Courtney laughs uncontrollably as she feels your cock bulge straight up and into her loins! "Does poky want in?" Giggling in a spooky way.
Grasping for air troy can not say a thing, just puff out gasps for air. Courtney take the opportunity to sit up pressing her ass on your still saluting her bulk. You groan in pain even as her thickness pudging around your load even though the rough clothing.
She grabs her phone, punches a few things on it aiming it into the room then tosses it onto the desk. Then takes off her blouse, then grabs your shirt and literally rips it off. "What the hell is going on?!" Troy finally blurts out.
In the room you can hear the TV come on. Troy squirmed as Courtney pulled him in more to the inner room as he squirms under her vice grip constricting him pulling him into the dark place within.
"What are you doing? Whats going on? I thought you wanted to..."
"I changed my mind, I want you, and your shit friend never got it as good as I am going to do you!"
Looking over his should Troy saw what was playing, and obviously streaming from Courtney's phone. It was her Anal Vore scene playing on perpetual loop! 'Fuck me!' Troy screamed in his head....
So, do you resist or ...
You cock is screaming maybe you get a good fuck, or a fuck before you meet your end in her end.
"It" does not care what its fucking right now!! It wants to fuck! And Fuck NOW!!!
Only why give yourself so someone so selfish, vain, greasy, pudgy, and cruel!
No, .... correction... scary cruel! There is some fear her fetish within Anal Vore has grown into a 'messier' affair....
You start to cream your self at the same time you pissed your pants a little in total terror what is to come after you cum.
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