Chapter 19. Emma's Average Routine PART 2 (The World Of The Depraved)•••SHORT STORY•••

Emily, meanwhile, was tired, but not nearly as much as she was eager. Her pink, skin tight pants had been pulled downward to allow for her cock and balls to hang out, and consequently be used on Carly, but she seemed more and more desperate to actually cum by the minute.

Emma being in a catatonic state of vomiting semen out of both ends certainly did not give the blonde many opportunities to rid herself of her erection. Furthermore, being the one with the highest sperm amount out of all the class gave all the more reason as to why she should let Emma deflate before having her fill.

This was when an assistant would come in and help Emma by taking over the examination, be it by lack of people applying for the job or the annoying bureaucracy that required a nurse and her assistant's bodies to be 'standard' for examination, aka, lacking any sort of unusual modifications, willing or not, made it so Emma had to power through the insanity, something that took longer than Emily's wilting patience was willing to concede

Emily was given the choice between the currently placid Sophie, who was at a level of distraction unbridled by the current situation, staring at the ceiling while sitting on Emma's chair, entirely out of this world. Common, Emily knew more than anyone it was best that she kept to herself. Not everyone could endure Sophie at her utmost.

Next was Carly, who, a few seconds ago, was impaled by Emily's pale, slimy meat rod, but she looked far too tired to properly enjoy anything, and besides, the twerkslut wanted some variety.

Her third option was Alisson, who was similarly too drained. As much as Emily liked to climb onto the taller girl and thrust into her like a mating beast, she figured the girl wouldn't be in the mood, accounting for the two back to back orgasms that Alisson endured.

And her final option. Power through Emma's semen vomit and ridiculously sloppy appearance and thrust into the absolute mire of cum that composed the nurse's insides, ignoring her well-being entirely and giving her what she liked the most.

Emily made her choice without hesitation.

The very tip of her smegma-riddled glans became instantly mired in Carly and Alisson's cum, cascading out of Emma's gaping maw. The nurse's eyes snapped wide, in a mixture of desperation, shock, and desire pertaining to the incoming throat rape.

The endless deluge of semen utterly caked Emily's cock and furthermore crotch. The twerkslut unabashedly thrust forward, ignoring the thickness of the slime that swamped the poor nurse's esophagus. The desperate response of her overstuffed body was the sudden expulsion of a heavy clump of semen, coagulated into a wart the size of an apple, expelled in a manner akin to a violent diarrhea of reproductive proportions and purposes.

The wet sound was unlike that of a fart, not even close, in fact, one could describe it as Emma's lack of capacity to vomit turning to the other end of her digestive track and expelling whatever her mouth couldn't, with a powerful, guttural ' BLORT ' signaling the flood of seed that overpowered and dominated every crevice Emma could, at one point, call her own

Emily's dirty length was buried in this mire. She couldn't even feel Emma's flesh. The experience wasn't unlike the times she came in her own pants, just to feel them bloat and fill with her cum like a balloon, to the point where Emily's bottom half was entirely submerged in her own cum, and she'd go on her merry day like that.

At least the crevice, if she could call it that, was warm. Of course, Emily had no need to even process the sickening smell that Emma gave off, putrid down to its very core. The sheer musk of virility combined with sweat and internal fluids of all kinds, made Emma smell like she was, and certainly look like, personified sewage.

If Emily's cock was previously sweaty, coated in smegma and Carly's anal fluids, now it was an entirely different thing, submerged to a point it might bloat via osmosis of the ridiculous amount of semen inside. She was sure if she removed her cock from Emma's throat, she would not be able to see it underneath its putrid, deceivingly white glaze.

Emily grasped Emma's brown locks, wanting to take support on something before she increased speed, aiming to fully unclog the nurse's throat. However, she was startled by Emma herself, who grasped the twerkslut's sweaty asscheeks, sinking her slim fingers in the morbidly obese mounds of lipidic muscle. The pliable flesh bent so easily to the nurse's whim, that even when blinded by her student's crotch and utterly reduced to a cock-hungry whore, she could still roll her hands around the spheres of blubber.

A girl of Emily's kind would have been rendered into a similar insanity to the nurse, having potentially the most sensitive part of her body, not biologically so, but quite literally the strongest trigger of action, meddled with… She absolutely was no exception. She was that kind of girl and she fucking loved it.

Emily's wet thrusts increased in speed, she was quite literally fucking a coalesced pile of white reproductive sludge but she did so with passion. Emma could similarly only feel the massive fuckrod stir around the juices that flooded her body from mouth to ass.

The twerkslut's watermelon-sized asscheeks clapped loudly, musculature involuntarily bringing together their fattened flesh, causing loud, but drowned squelching noises of Emily's swamped crevice and furthermore overblown asshole expel its fluids in a desperate call for something to stuff if shut.

Emma's body quaked as her asshole expelled the insane amount of cum dumped inside her at a higher speed. Emily was unknowingly helping to deflate the nurse, but by the way things were going, she would soon make it worse than it ever was.

" Uhnhhn… " Emily moaned, losing grip on her sanity as she neared a mind-shattering orgasm. And this omen came to fruition far too soon. Emma shut her eyes to brace when Emily stopped thrusting. This was the moment

The nurse's asshole launched rope upon rope of cum, there was no space inside, the sludge needed to flood out faster, creating what looked like a cumshot that traveled directly out of her other end, when it was more or less an aggressive push for the slightly older filling to be replaced.

Emma's belly had reached its size limit in the girth of a beach ball. There was no way for her to take in any more than that. Yet Emily didn't stop. Her balls were just too full. More and more went inside, rendered symmetrical by the expulsion via the other end. Emma could not tell when she stopped feeling a thing

Everything went dark. Not dark as Emily's unlit crotch was, but indeed Emma fainted. There was too much, all at once.

Her eyes fluttered awake, muffled noise slowly growing coherent. She knew it hadn't been long since she passed out, ten minutes at worst. But still, the image of the infirmary was that of insanity.

Emma shifted her pose to sit properly on the chair, as she looked back at the utter mess, both vision and hearing returning. The rotten smell of cum never left, though. Almost like the acidic feeling in her nose had built up even further during her short moment of unconsciousness.

The amount of movement grazing her eyes led Emma to take a long few seconds to understand just what was in front of her, and specifically, who was who in that mess. But most importantly, her ears finally adjusting to the world provided quite an odd sort of jumpscare.

" OhHHH ohhhh YESH! ???"

WHAP ??? WHAP!THWAP!WHAP ? WHAP ? WHAP!THWAP!WHAP ??

" FUuuuuUUUuuck! OHHOHH! ??"

PLAP ? WHAPTHWAPWHAP ? PLAP ? SHWAP!WHAP! ?? PLAP!PLAP!

" MMPPHHG- FUCK! ???"

To say that the girls were caked in cum from head to toe would be an understatement. Emma could only make out their skin tones because of the work of gravity (extremely) slowly but surely cleaning them from their icing. It took a few blinks for Emma to figure out where their bodies ended and the pile of sludge began.

Visible from her position was Emily, or well, her ass, which arguably was her most poignant body part. Emma watched it hammer downward like the blonde was rendered into a beast. She pressed onto Sophie's similarly ginormous, but significantly paler pair of grease globes. The nurse saw the two pairs of fat infused mass bash onto one another, fighting for space that even a single cheek would be far too large to occupy.

It was like watching four flaccid watermelons collide. Emma couldn't even see Emily's cock among all that ass. The nurse's cock twitched and throbbed in place, the woman being somewhat disappointed at that, due to workplace rules, she couldn't cum on the students during work hours. What a damn shame. She swore she'd find whoever decided it'd be a thing and fuck her until she changes it!

But of course, the sight of the ravenous mating press in front of her was only made all the more impressive due to the fact both of the girls were utterly caked in cum. Whose girl was it? Who knows. No one really cared. For all they know, and for what possibility leans towards, it might be a coalescence of the ejaculate of all the in-training cows of Class 3C

The absolute state of their competing asscheeks wouldn't be as eye-catching, albeit it very much would still be, if not for that the four cheeks were 'oiled' up by this white, sludgy fluid, whose viscosity might be the actual antonym of oil or lube. Emma could not see either of their upper halves, but as the pair themselves would agree, that wasn't an issue whatsoever.

Every time Emily hammered down, two folds of fat formed in each of their asses, a pair in each cheek, a mutual squishiness, displayed by its two longer-lasting ripples, as smaller, but more ephemeral waves cleaved through the masses of fat without any sort of hampering. Perhaps the only thing that broke their symmetry in Emma's point of view were Emily's two pomegranate-sized cumtanks bashing against Sophie's flesh, and their subsequent reactions.

Moving down like wrecking balls clashing against the water balloons composing the goth's backside, the fleshy sacks of cum quite convincingly reproduced their steel-based counterparts, appearing close to hardy when clashing against the insane wobbliness of Sophie's ass. The minor pain of having her ballsack struck against the fat cushions repeatedly, and violently, barely affected Emily. If anything, it only made her thrust faster

Of course, the more Emily pumped, the more cum she plunged out of Sophie's insides, though it was, of course, difficult to differentiate it from their regular 'icing' due to its sheer quantity. Even so, Emily, despite having climaxed at least once inside Sophie, was still going strong without showing signs of fatigue.

THWORP! BLORP! SCHLOP!? GLURP! THWOP! PLAP!?THWACK! BLURP!

The scene in particular was oddly silent, only vocally so, due to the loud squelching noises that their most minute movements produced, a muffled squishiness of the planets of flesh striking one another, almost reminiscent of the noise produced when stepping on mud, or stirring mac n' cheese.

Emily was strangely quiet. Sophie was notoriously uncommunicative, but Emily usually didn't hold back on words. The two must be kissing in this exact moment, so Emma shrugged it off

Meanwhile, right beside the couple's 'cute' moment, was a display of Carly and Alisson's size difference. One that could be almost considered bullying, if only Alisson was less vocal about her taste for the position

"OHHHH FUCK!? MORE! THAT'S IT! GHOOOUUHHH~?" Alisson squealed, for all her size, her feminine voice rang out into the room. Usually more composed when topping, it took a mere grazing of her prostate to get the accidentally intimidating girl moaning like a whore.

Alisson's tall body was firmly laid on the ground, with Carly holding her down via her hips. Emma could see the tiny girl's cock disappear within the mountains of fat that composed Alisson's mammoth rump. Her prone position only made all the more apparent the sheer disparity in height and build within this class. The tallest and the shortest, with the former (somehow) being the submissive one.

SMACK! PLAP! THWAP!?THWWAP! SMACK!?SMACK! SMACK! THWAP! THWWAP!

Carly bit her lower lip, holding in her own assortment of lewd moans that would only make the entire situation all the louder. While in this position, her head was leveled with Alisson's shoulders, so she couldn't exactly kiss the tall girl to muffle their collective mewling, which audibly overshadowed the squelching sounds her thrusting produced

"OOGH! MORE! MORE!? PLEASE MORE! THAT'S IT!~?" Alisson was, easily, the most shameless out of all the girls here present. She was quite loud while getting dicked down, and admittedly, it was pretty cute anyway.

Several lines of coagulated white cum connected Carly's crotch to the aspiring athlete's derriere, needlessly indicating just where she had been, and where she would be, to onlookers. Her tiny body and symmetrically minuscule strength wasn't enough to pin down Alisson of all girls, so of course, the harsh grip on the raven's flaring hips was merely symbolic, and it very much worked to make Alisson all the more submissive.

SMACK! SMACK!?SMACK! PLAP! THWWAP! CLAP!?SMACK! PLAP! THWACK!

Emma woke up at a good moment, so that she gained consciousness just fast enough to see Alisson reach yet another climax. From between her sumptuous bust, a powerful jet of that redundant white sludge came flying, sliding past her own bosom and landing within the already ridiculous puddle of cum that almost entirely coated the floor of the infirmary. Emma would have to get the drains in overdrive to fix this mess before the next class came rolling in.

And shortly before Alisson had reached her limit -or displayed a lack thereof-, Carly followed behind. Due to the mere angling of it all, Emma couldn't see in full the scope of the pseudo-loli's ejaculate, but she very much could witness the flying overflow that not only coated the girl's balls with a surprising amount of strength, but also fly way far, even reaching, and subsequently caking, the walls of the infirmary.

Emma sighed, her mouth shifting to a cum-glazed smile as she arrived at the inevitable conclusion. Her class would inevitably descend into an orgy. There was no real way to prevent this, the closest to it was having an assistant -perhaps multiple-, which could get the examination over with faster than the girls could get back on their groove. Well, not that that wouldn't happen, they wouldn't get sent off immediately after the examination was over, but at least they were free to fuck until the bell rung.

Emma looked like she was frothing with the amount of white liquid that still resided in her body. Despite spending ten minutes merely expelling the reproductive sludge, there was always more. She would find it endearing if it didn't make her all wobbly and heavy for the duration of her shift, and even a few hours later.

For all that Emma wanted to simply sit back and watch, or rather, say 'fuck it' and join them at her fullest, she knew she couldn't. Her job was on the line, and while she was never stingy, and was fully aware that she'd only need a week or so to get back into the cow duties she had forsaken, Emma valued this job as a nurse, and she couldn't lose it on a whim. She'd much rather improve the profession so she could act out on her whims with no repercussions. She had a lot of time to make it work anyhow.

Therefore, the examination must continue! Too bad the one person left to make the check-up was Sophie, who, aside from being in the receiving end of a mating press, was also the biggest bottom bitch Emma had ever witnessed. Ok, maybe that was hyperbole, but she was surely in the top ten.

So she hatched a strategy. She'd wait for Emily to cum, and from then on, she'd pull the blonde out, and coerce the goth into completing the examination. Not that Sophie was a disobedient student, but in a horny stupor, Emma knew she couldn't count on academic good behavior to get what she wanted.

And the first step, luckily enough, didn't take long to happen. Potentially due to a dilated urethra, if not a mere diminishing amount of ballsludge in her testicles, Emily was done after only a few seconds. And right before she could carry on thrusting, Emma placed a firm hand on the blonde's shoulder

"Emily, it's Sophie's turn"

"Already up?" Emily smiled, greeting her nurse with a cum-plastered grin. Her breath was foul, and Emma could see why "Also… Yeh, ain't happening ?"

"Emily, you understand this is important" Emma looked at Sophie, who mumbled something incoherent under her breath. It probably carried no meaning either, considering her drunken expression

"Tell ya what, if ya make me cum with my ass, I'll concede ??" Emily proposed, and Emma, while sighing, had to agree. She didn't want to use her cock, mostly because it'd make the (several) hours-long edging session that was her shift all the more unbearable, but well, this was this, that was that.

Emma kneeled on the putrid, viscous slob, her crotch only slightly lower than Emily's asscrack. Anyhow, the natural upward inclination of her massive cock was enough to compensate. The nurse grabbed onto the teenager's hips, pulling her back, and downward to make the thrusting easier. The less she thought about what she was doing, the better, this was nothing new. Emily spent about a whole month in Emma's home if she were to roll everything together. This girl's ass was already marked by the nurse's cock. Nothing out of the ordinary.

Due to being plugged up, Emma's cock was more sensitive than ever, and the oddly colored anal fluid that immediately struck the nurse's cock signaled to her that Emily hadn't yet to get fucked today.

Whatever loads people dumped inside were coagulated with the teenager's anal mucus, producing another substance entirely, with their thickness averaged, and grossness multiplied. The yellowish sludge flowed out of her overused asshole into the remaining inches of Emma's veiny fuckrod, giving it just an even further excessive coating of repulsive lube.

"Emily… Who fucked you before class?" Emma asked, halfway out of curiosity, breaking professionalism, on the largest scale she probably could

"Oh! My mum, my sis, my neighbor, and like… Three gals I met on the street! " Emily proudly proclaimed "I didn't catch their names though…"

With it, Emma was one step closer to losing herself. To have this girl be so slutty that her top priority when meeting someone new was to get their prick in her hungry flesh chasm, rather than even catching their names… That's not even mentioning the ridiculous amount of people she banged before coming to school.

Admittedly Emma had a routine she had to follow, which entailed a lot of nonsexual preparation, but six people was excessive. Beyond the realm of reasonability or even what anyone would require. Emily was doing it all, doing them all, for the whimsy. A slut of the highest caliber, a girl so unbelievably depraved that within the span of about an hour she fucked six different people, three of which were strangers, on her way to school.

And that's not even mentioning how quickly she disposed of the revolting, viscous reproductive slurry that should have been weighing her down and bulging out her insides. Where probability pointed, Emily's hole was just too loose to contain any of it, so it all slid out fast enough for the inflation to be entirely nullified only a few seconds after its existence.

Of course, none of the previous information was any news to Emma. However, despite already being aware of it all, it didn't cease to impress. Emily too somehow seemed to exceed her expectations every time they talked, and this was yet another case. The school prohibited actual, labeled relationships between the nurse and any student, but really, Emma was feeling like she might just share this blonde twerkslut with Sophie.

The massive, vein-ridden rod of meat Emma carried between her legs was firmly planted inside the blonde's hole, just waiting for its owner to start moving. And it didn't have to wait long, as the grip on the girl's slim waist tightened, the final warning to the subsequent invasion that Emily was all the more prepared for by lacking preparation.

"O-OHH F-CHUUUCH!~?" If there was a verbal cumulus of the meaning of 'undignified', rolled in with 'unprofessional', Emma's moans were probably the closest things to that . Fuck any semblance of work conduct, this girl pushed Emma over the edge every single day, and she'd be damned if she wouldn't enjoy this deliverance of judgement.

Quaking the masses of fat with the fast-paced jabbing of her rod within the well-used hole concealed between the mounds, Emma felt in her forearms the waves rippling through the teenager's elephantine rump. Emily's hold weakened on the ground, as her upper half fell directly on top of her girlfriend's own.

BLURP! SMACK!?SMACK! THWAP! THWWAP! CLAP!?SMACK! PLAP! THWACK!

"O-OooOOOH~?" Emma had to use every ounce of self-control in her body in order not to spout the most deranged of words towards her student. One thing was to moan like a beast, another was to moan like a whore.

Of course, merely grasping her hips wasn't enough, thrusting from the ground wasn't enough. Emma couldn't keep it at that. She couldn't hope to match the sheer power of that rump. It didn't matter how much Emily bit her lips in an attempt to keep her moaning low as to not show weakness, paradoxically displaying that the nurse was in fact doing more than the blonde expected, only motivated Emma to go further than this

THWORP! BLORP! SCHLOP!? GLURP! THWOP! PLAP!?THWACK! BLURP!

"O-Oohhhh... ? ??HooOoouuhhh…" Emma howled, her sanity being continuously tested by the sheer mass of flesh she currently dueled against.

Shifting her position into an uncomfortable squat, Emma grasped onto Emily's pants, which had been pulled down a while ago, yet remained on her body, accentuating the exaggerated fat that laid above the fabric. Her hips aggressively mashed the wobbly wagon of ass that Emily had on her backside, sloshing it around and further caking it in the excessive amount of ballsludge that entirely coated the ground, and the girls themselves.

Emma knew she couldn't cum, but she'd sure as hell enjoy this.

Emily twitched forward as Emma slammed her hips against her gigantic rump once more, the smegma-ridden, plugged up, foul-smelling lump of vascular flesh aggressively hammered against her prostate, all the while Emily drooled through her thick lips, her saliva easily passing through her clenched teeth and falling onto her girlfriend's face

That was her predicament. Getting her guts shredded by the school nurse's absurdly large fuckrod with the older woman lacking even a modicum of regard for Emily's dignity. It was too much for her to handle. Sophie licked her lips watching her girlfriend get fucked, she too was enjoying how absurdly turgid Emily was inside her. It was a matter of time until she came yet again

But before that happened, Emily had to unleash what had been building up in her throat for a long time now

"F-FUCKH! YER DICK IS THE BESHT! GOUGE MY FYUCKIN INSHIDES~!??" Emily mewled, loudly and finally proclaiming just how cockdrunk she had become. Similar to how the nurse was always amused at Emily's depravity, the blonde's reaction to Emma's cock wasn't any different. "AAhHHhAAh~!! FUCKIN' GAPE ME MS. EMMA!!?"

Those desperate claims for more only served to further force Emma into slamming more and more of that disgusting slab of meat inside the sixteen year old. Words on her part couldn't even come close to explaining just how much she wanted to blast her full of her patented yellowish, discolored ballslop to mark that ridiculous shelf of ass as her own, but her work did not allow for it.

With one final thrust, a last jab at Emily's overworked prostate, the blonde finally climaxed, almost exclusively via her ass.

"O-oOooUGH!~" Emma groaned, feeling the painful tightness of her urethra, and having to suffer through her inability to ejaculate.

"G-GODDHEESSH F-FYUCHK!???" Emily, on the other hand, very verbally enjoyed her own form of climax, a satisfying conclusion and culmination of her true desire to get fucked.

Sophie felt yet another load begin to descend her fat-assed girlfriend's overblown urethra to end this round. The goth barely registered this load amongst the already copious amount of cum that Emily herself had dumped. She couldn't paint Sophie's guts white, for that they already had been bleached, by herself at that.

Emma fell down on her own ass, her eyes clenched shut and palms tightened into fists in order to brace for the overwhelming sensitivity of her cock. She couldn't see, but very much could feel just how hard she was, how her monstrous fuckstick twitched and throbbed in desperation, unable to cum due to the plug that shut off its one way to reach a satisfying climax.

The plug reached about halfway down her urethra, and due to the thickness of Emma's ballslop, which could be described as slightly less viscous honey, didn't have enough space to build up force to push it off, meaning that Emma was entirely, and painfully, shut.

But of course, her dry orgasm was inevitably reached anyhow, with the bulging of her ballsack to the size of a single watermelon, she needed to cum, and every time she orgasmed, whether she released some of her reproductive sludge or not, her body was fooled into 'replenishing' the reserves. At least, by now, she had reached her size limit.

Despite how painfully sensitive her crotch was, Emma could at least rest easy knowing that the way to Sophie was clear. Emily was limp on top of the goth, but as soon as Emma gained enough strength to pry her off, it'd be free game

"S-sophie… It's your turn…" Emma groaned, biting her cum-coated lip in a vain attempt to surpass the overwhelming sensitivity that plagued her crotch.

Emma's drunken words reached the goth's ears, judging by the fidgeting motion that became all too visible with the wobbling of the pair of stacked asscheeks, and slotted right between the slimy middle of Sophie's pale fat globes was Emily's soft cock. With a relative amount of carelessness, the goth pushed Emily to the puddle, but remained in that same position, legs spread wide, back against the floor.

As a taunt, Sophie opened her mouth, letting her pierced tongue roll out. Of course, this all was worthless, Emma would inevitably do what she had to do, but even so, Sophie was going for the maximum that the nurse could offer.

Emma snapped forward, getting on all fours as she crawled towards Sophie. The goth, due to having her upper body exposed to air, finally allowed her elephantine cock to properly display its length in clear air.

As if it distorted reality around itself, the imposing pillar of meat was easily thicker than Emma's arm, and probably just as long, perhaps falling just short of her wrist. The proportion-excessive beast of a fuckstick was an exaggerated display of virility when attached to a girl so submissive and bottom-inclined. It was, of course, riddled with veins, with at their thickest, sharing width with Emma's thumb. Of course, these vascular tubes branched out into smaller and smaller bloodways, until they disappeared within the grease-covered flesh of the cock.

The ridiculous size of the beast should, for all intents and purposes, scare off Emma, or at least, on accounts that she was indeed a massive masochist, make it impossible for the nurse to accomplish her task of throating the damn thing. However, this hypothetically sisyphean task wasn't even close to something Emma couldn't accomplish. She did it almost every day, for that matter

Emma's tongue encircled the massive slab of greasy cockmeat, sliding across the thick wads of smegma that utterly caked its crimson cockhead. Each chunk was as disgusting as the last, their musky, salty taste piling up to an ever escalating eye watering experience. Emma, of course, enjoyed it all throughout, this taste for the funk strengthened by just how seemingly endless it was.

She slathered her tongue across the funk and yet no matter how much she scraped up, the cockhead was as disgustingly dirty as before. Both of her hands slid across the sex-glazed flesh of the turgid beast, feeling the bodily grease left behind by a multitude of people, for a multitude of reasons.

Emma, without further ado, dislodged her entire jaw, engulfing half of the fist-sized cockhead within her outstretched maw. It was most probably too much, and it certainly didn't help that Sophie was forcing the nurse to do all the work, but work was work, and she was going to pull through with this

Emma's head painfully descended as her airways became increasingly blocked. She could feel the skin of her neck stretching more and more to properly bulge out the sheer mass she was willingly throating

From her nostrils, a splash of mucus launched into Sophie's crotch, a congealed mixture of saliva and snot, born from her inability to expel anything, no matter how small and insignificant in amount, out of her mouth, given that it was already stretched beyond its natural limit.

This did not, by any stretch of the imagination, imply that its insides lacked any sort of moisture. However, the scale of such only came into the cum-soaked goth's view when Emma pulled her head back, giving visibility to the translucently glossed slab of meat, utterly coated in the nurse's throat slime.

Emma tilted her eyes forward with difficulty, taking a peek at the almost smug goth, who supported her head with both her hands and laid in potentially the most placid pose Emma had seen for anyone she was giving head to. This wasn't just a difficult procedure, given the girth the nurse had to somehow lodge in her esophagus, but it was also a vehement disrespect!

She knew better than to imagine that her fingers would even be felt inside of Sophie's overused insides, but as with most problems in this world, the issue with the plan wasn't the idea, but rather the scale. AKA. Do that, but bigger.

Closing a tight fist and aiming into the cum-soaked crevice, Emma felt no difficulty sliding her hand inside, feeling around the unsurprisingly semen-glossed interior of Sophie's anus. There was just so much… How could she even find Sophie's prostate like that?

And once again, like with most problems, just do it hard enough until it works out

So of course, without delay, Emma plunged half of her arm into the teenager's insides. All the way down to the elbow, her slim, albeit sizeable when pocketed inside another's body, arm had been halfway through stored inside of Sophie, who, despite very much feeling the utter invasion of her insides, had her posture and expression remain unchanged.

Meanwhile, to Emma, the cum-soaked asshole felt endless. Despite the depth of her arm, she had yet to reach any meaningful mound of guts. The outer ring didn't even attempt to clench, it was all too used to this sort of abuse by now, it in fact, wanted more, more that the nurse couldn't provide without using her cock.

But that would be hard to access while she had her lips firmly planted against Sophie's crotch. Either way, Emma had to remind herself that the goth was unlike any girl she had seen before in her many, many years as a nurse, and even before that.

Emma, with frustration now driving her movements, pulled her head up, reaching about halfway through the gargantuan fuckbeast's length, before collapsing back down again. Alongside it, as if a machine driven by an intricate mechanism, her arm pulled back, and was driven back inside of the hole at an equal pace.

GLUHHK!GLORP!GLUCK!GLRUCK!GLARK??GLUCK!GLORK!GLORK!GLUCK!GLUCK!

Her routine of closing back into Sophie's groin, pulling back until halfway through, and getting back in was effective… In doing absolutely nothing.

As more time passed with a complete lack of reaction on Sophie's part, down to an anxious twitch of the gigantic member that indicated a closeness to a climax, Emma had an idea.

Pulling out her arm, Emma had the very simple plan of just switching holes. The fatty reproductive duct that Sophie called a pussy was right there, jutting out, yet, as taboo would put it, you don't mess with it unless specifically allowed to

Emma figured she had a pass, and besides… Not like Sophie would complain.

The nigh virginal hole didn't immediately accept Emma's cum glazed fist. Rather, it effectively washed off its creamy white coating with a spray of juices. The translucent gunk launched out of the dark red, fleshy hole wasn't enough to clean off everything though.

Emma tried again, she pushed her fist against her vulva and met disappointment. Perhaps if she took a slower approach, it'd come full circle eventually. The nurse opened her fingers, and rather stabbed all but the thumb inside Sophie's pussy.

The reaction was instantaneous. A full body jolt of unexpected contact that for sure, forced her invisible eyes to widen in shock, her expression, from a smug smile it shifted into a worried, but ultimately positively anxious scowl.

Emma would smile, if her lips still had the ability to do so.

However, just four slim fingers weren't enough to finish the 'punishment' Emma wanted to instill. With enough force, which wasn't much, her palm slid inside. And now, while open, her hand was now buried in Sophie's pussy. It'd be an achievement if it wasn't just the very start of Emma's strategy.

The soppy cuntflesh haphazardly ejected more and more of its translucent slime, entirely virgin to this day, Sophie pulled her tongue back, and now, her only reaction to the overall situation was an intense lip bite that almost described the amount of pleasure she was enduring when taken to the context of its recipient.

For its transparency, the syrup itself was about as stenchful as the rest of the fluids that so utterly and completely caked the girls, and Emma herself. The drooling crevice, despite its convulsing and quivering soggy flesh, practically begged for further destruction, with Emma finding it quite difficult to go beyond her wrist in her fisting.

Sophie's back was arched while she remained grounded, and Emma, in the want to see the girl utterly suffer through the jolts of pleasure she caused, as a consequence for her earlier smugness, pulled out of the rod sitting incredibly hard in the goth's crotch. Her legs were spasming, but the movement was soon stopped by a third wheel joining the scene once more.

"I'll hold her down! Break her fucking cunt! ?" Emily cracked a cum-glazed smile, reaching for Sophie's legs and pulling them until the goth was in a grounded full nelson. With a few resistanceless moves, Sophie was lifted off until she rested right on Emily's knees, her body diagonally downward, to make the entire scene all the more humiliating

"Emily… You bitch-" Sophie half-heartedly insulted, but this only made the blonde further smug.

Emma wriggled her fist in place, attempting to somehow get the cuntflesh to widen just enough to get more of her arm inside. It was but a matter of time and with a bit of elbow grease -a hypothetical which Sophie would thank very much if rendered into literality-, Emma was able to get halfway through her forearm, until her fist had been stopped not due to a lack of ability to push forward, but rather her own choice, given she had reached quite a point of interest

"You know what this is, right here, Sophie?" Emma asked as she prodded her destination with the fist, the minuscule pushes and pulls forcing the girl to squirm in her submission . With Emily's allowance, Sophie managed to nod negatively "Oh, you don't! You'd better pay attention to your biology classes… Oh well, it's fine! That, right there, is your cervix!"

Oh, she knew what the cervix was. Her mother had squirmed and moaned all about it when her sister was conceived. Sophie had always kept her pussy for the one moment she actually decided to have a kid, which, while not uncommon in a world of this sort, where vaginal sex is considered to be extremely taboo for strangers -ignoring the fact that impregnation is an extremely difficult feat in and of itself-, Sophie didn't even try to do anything with her pussy, not even playing with toys.

This has inevitably led to it being extremely sensitive to stimuli such as a mere fisting. Girls like Emily, who have never had children, have their pussies be just a secondary hole. But the neglect the goth has been guilty of when it came to her reproductive canal led to it becoming this drooling mass of soppy tissue, glazed along by its smelly translucent syrup, all the while it silently begged to realize its intended purpose

And now more than ever was it teased, but not fulfilled.

Emma forced her hand deeper, finally meeting a meaningful sort of resistance since the initial punch, for one second, she wondered if she'd need to take it slow again, going finger by finger as a means to widen up the hole until it finally managed to sustain the abuse the nurse was applying as a sort of unprofessional punishment

But no, that idea was discarded as swiftly as it came. By now, Sophie should be more than ready for what was coming to her.

SCHLRK?PLRP!SCHLRK!SCHLURP?SCHLRK!PLRP!PLRP!SCHLRK?SCHLURP

Emma's fist was rolled back outside of the soaked crevice, before being aggressively punched back inside. The plan was simple and cyclical. The nurse would punch Sophie's cervix until it conceded, letting her fist into the teenager's womb.

The sopping wet socket went through a display of 'blowing out' in real time, with Emma watching her efforts pay off as the fatty mass of reproductive flesh jutted out more and more, growing redder, while the skin-less folds of the vulva appeared further and further vibrant in color. The overall shape of Sophie's genitalia appeared to be morphed, growing into an oddly grotesque shape and look.

Emma herself didn't seem to find any weakness in Sophie's cervix outside of the mashed mound of meat rendered as such by the fairly small amount of the strength the adult -but still quite weak- woman could provide. Due to the outside of her fingers not being quite as sensitive as the rest of her hand, Emma didn't notice the cervix's opening growing ever so slightly frailer.

SCHLRK?PLRP!SCHLRK!SCHLURP?SCHLECK!PLRP!PLRP!SCHLOCK??SCHLURP

Sophie squirmed and groaned, silently taking in the abuse with a desperation to escape. Of course, this was not even close to being due to any sort of pain or genuine discomfort, but rather, an overloading of her senses due to the frankly insane stimulation that Emma was providing her via the repeated, and violent, mashing of her womb's outer walls.

This end result was not what she predicted. Sophie had her predilections. First of all, she only topped on a very specific set of occasions for similarly numerous, but specific reasons. Furthermore, when getting topped, she much preferred a real cock to any fakes, and that included dildoes. And all the while, her pussy went untouched

It just never looked attractive. It felt all too… Perfect, as she'd put it. A hole designed to get fucked. It was barely any interesting, unlike the subversion of nature itself on the matter of using the back hole, one meant entirely for excretion, for sexual pleasure. Call it a phase, but Sophie got off on the idea that she was rebelling against her own body.

But now she was getting proven wrong, aggressively so. Emma's intention was to make it hurt. To throw Sophie off of her comfort zone in the most brutal way she could, and a part of the goth knew, said part being the last remains of her mental stability, that Emma wouldn't stop until she got what she wanted

Much like Sophie rebelled against her body, she'd rebel against Emma, no matter how much strength, she would hold out until the nurse tired, and then, prove her undisputable superiority when it came to sex, the one who could overcome something as entirely one-sided as fisting, in a virgin hole, with a smile on her lips!

And then Emma broke through the cervix.

After a thorough gouging, mashing and beating, there was no chance that Sophie's vagina would be the same. And this was easily the first sign of this warping and deforming was the invasion of her womb

Emma's fist didn't just cross through the tight crevice that was Sophie's cervix, gently stopping due to some sort of stun or surprise. No, she didn't.

The punch didn't subside until the walls of Sophie's womb were socked like Emma was practicing martial arts. The goth's lung emptied, and she was forced to spit out some of the cum she ingested in the multitude of kisses she had with Emily.

"H-HOLY S-SHIEET!?" Sophie moaned, for the first time, throughout all of Emily's relationship with her, or Emma's examinations, did the goth moan. The nurse, furthermore motivated to continue shredding whatever of the soggy cuntflesh remained unbeaten. "F-FYUCKHHH! MOARH! ?? MOARH!"

SCHLRK?PLRP!SCHLRK!SCHLURP?SCHLECK!PLRP!PLRP!SCHLOCK??SCHLURP

The aggressive fisting continued. Emma didn't plan to let up until her arm was tired of moving to and fro, punching the back of Sophie's womb into what would eventually feel like a mashed mount of meat. While taboo, there were women who had their pussies dilated just as much, if not more than their assholes, leading to quite attractive results. Emma would put in the effort if she had the time… But maybe Sophie could reach those heights

Emma hilted her forearm once again in Sophie's cunt, sliding past the mushy, beaten insides, and feeling just how utterly broken the girl's innards were. Emma looked at Sophie's drunken, star-eyed expression as her fringe finally tilted enough for her blue eyes to be visible. She looked just so cute…

That's when it struck her! Sophie's cum! -Unfortunately not literally- Emma socketed the girl's elephantine cock once again in her throat, easily dislodging and unhinging her jaw due to the desperation. Luckily enough, the thing was so large that it easily took a good few seconds for the cum to flood out.

Emma, due to the length of the beast itself, could only feel it spasm within her esophagus, as all the smelly white gunk that Sophie produced was sent immediately down to her stomach, without any crossing at her throat, perhaps at worst in overflow, but then again, it wasn't exactly easy to get there, given that it cascaded out of her asshole far before it built up enough to be vomited

From the loosened folds of her bottom hole, Emma felt the deluge begin once more. The sludge didn't come out entirely yellow, like normal cum, but it wasn't pure white like with the other girls… She'd have to increase the medication, Emma noted. It was only slightly discolored, maybe there was a market for this, but innovation wasn't really her job.

And after a long minute, Sophie was done. Emma could be hardly fazed, and the lack of any other spunk clogging her stomach made it for a relatively easy containment. Emma pulled her arm out of Sophie's womb with one powerful rollback, and to confirm the claim that Sophie's cervix had indeed been mashed, the goth's womb had prolapsed out with a beaten red exterior, grimed in a slightly white sludge, which was significantly more translucent due to the pussy slime that already lied there.

The nurse, realizing Sophie was entirely done as she began to soften, got back up, stumbling into the examination chair, and simply throwing herself on it. Her eyes went to the ceiling, as she allowed the symphony of flesh play out to her left. There was no need to waste herself even further joining in the orgy, even if she reached her limit in size when it came to her testicles, and she could still bottom just fine, she chose to abstain.

Besides, she still had like, six classes to examine just today…

Orange painted the skies as the day came to an end. Night would soon ink the skies black, the street lights preemptively lit awake, leading Emma's way back to the station.

Tired, Emma barely regarded her surroundings as she retread the same path from earlier. Of course, only one stop before the station. Starfucks, the cafeteria she usually went to every day after work, just to get a quick fix before dinner. Said dinner, of course, was cum straight from the source, but potato potato at this point.

As the nurse, clad only in her yellow lab coat, carrying the red buttplug in a pocket, approached her destination, the more visible it became that Starfucks was full today. A line with at least five people outside of the cafe itself . Emma wouldn't, in any possible situation, take a line as big as this.

A bit bummed because her 'coffee' was outright canceled for today, Emma had a stroke of luck when looking at the other side of the line, where someone was seemingly frustrated, for the exact same reason. Emma could only see the top of the disappointed girl's head, but they should be roughly the same "age" range.

Emma wanted to get a better look, so she waltzed around the line, libidinous, but omitted intentions were basically the only thing driving her increasingly decayed mind. Her brain had gone through a painstakingly long melting throughout the day, and now she wanted to get the process complete, with a total stranger

Upon approaching, Emma truly did get a better look. A very good one at that. This girl was about half a head shorter than Emma. She had black hair, tied in a bun, while two strands hung in front, framing her face in a manner some might consider cute. Her pale, blemishless face was also of note, featuring plush, red-painted lips that jutted out of her lower face without distorting its overall rounded structure.

But of course, what attracted Emma's eyes wasn't that, those common features that a less libido-addled brain would consider were, at best, the least of the nurse's concerns. With a body like that, this cute girl might as well be a disfigured monster and Emma wouldn't think twice to bring her home.

Hanging in front of her chest was a pair of fat-filled teardrops, its absurd scale clearly outsizing her head, the duo of breasts, independently of their melon-like weight and size, carried a perk that allowed them to almost weightlessly float, remaining pointing forward, while said firmness was only further displayed by the ridiculous excuse of a garment this girl chose to wear

A pink t-shirt, whose looseness originally only entailed a display of her shoulder, and at best, a bit of her bust, was stretched beyond the realm of reasonability, to the point where its oversized looseness was all but rendered worthless, with the girl's midriff and belly being entirely exposed, as the shirt itself barely even made it past the girl's breasts, the concept of covering anything else was a comical idea.

The fabric itself, for as loose as it was, was also incredibly thin. Emma could tell it didn't start out like that, given the uneven amount of wear the pink shirt displayed, such as the sleeves being considerably more saturated than the torso itself. The "shirt" itself could have easily been mistaken by a torn convenience store bag, stretched to its absolute limit, and now only adding a translucent hue to the visible bust.

Emma also subconsciously noted how darker colored the girl's arms were, and of course, the realization didn't come to her brain quite yet, but she had indeed noticed the sleeves of tattoos the girl had, one in each arm, both of them being a seemingly thousand-fold amount of roses drawn together, now bleached into a greenish tone.

The girl's breasts were almost entirely revealed by the sheer inability of the shirt to even conceptualize the idea of decency, given that the large, palm-sized, pinkish nipples of the girl became visible without a shred of resistance. The beaks themselves shared a radius with a coin, all the while they jutted out further than the already protruding areola

But of course, Emma's eyes never lingered on one's torso, they always descended further, to check out the rest of the package she was so intent on consuming whole. And her eyes, as anticipated, had plenty to feast on.

Unfortunately clad in fabric, the girl's underside provided a peek, but not a reveal of her bottoms. A black buruma was the only thing keeping her package out of clear air, both in front and behind. Of course, this piece of cloth didn't commit the crime of attempted decency without proper, and instantaneous punishment. The fabric, for all its sporty nature, was drenched wet, to the point where Emma could see the utter mire of fluids that escaped via the leg holes and made the inner sides of the girl's thighs swamped.

In front, the bulge formed was… Oddly small. Its size was easily comparable to if the girl had stuffed two grapefruits under there, but Emma still found it odd how there appeared to be a total lack of a shaft.

Emma, regardless of the cloth itself, could see the manner in which her slim waist suddenly flared into massive, breed-oriented hips that invited Emma to grab them in a domineering hold, and pull them down onto her eager, grotesque fuck-beast that had spent too long marinating on itself, and now wanted, no, needed a hole to dump its furthermore insultingly rancid allegedly reproductive puke.

And the first step to achieve her desire, she took. Emma pretended to walk past, an action needlessly inconspicuous, given the girl was currently distracted in her phone. Startling her into attention, the nurse's soft, but ravenous hands dug into the flare of the girl's hips, all the while she managed to slide her monstrous cock between the girl's thick thighs

"Holy shit-" The girl huffed, her short adrenaline burst coming to an end as she bore witness to the sheer meat pole between her legs. "Wanna fuck???"

"Right here… Yeah~?" Emma gurgled, her cute, thin voice sounding almost predatory when taking her current predicament into account

"Nuh uh!" The girl sadistic as ever, tip-toed her way out of Emma's hold, and stood directly opposite to her, all her disappointment for her lack of a drink suddenly dissipated "We're going to your place first"

Said sadism wasn't only a matter of law, given that sex in most public spaces was prohibited due to the possible danger of a massive orgy forming on its own, and blocking the roads, but there was absolutely no need for the girl to suggest Emma's home of all places, since a plenty of establishments allowed sex within their borders, or even the trains themselves gave the green card for it, in the condition that the cart was mostly vacant.

The only real punishment was, of course, a week or two in the penitentiary. What happened there? Nonstop sex, obviously, and Emma herself had willingly gotten caught, for a public indecency crime she also voluntarily partook to achieve that result, once before just to see how it was. Enjoyable, but it got repetitive after a while.

Emma, for a few good seconds, stared at the stranger, stunned and trying her very best to formulate a plan for the following minutes of travel, none of which involved anything more complex than her usual trek back home, but regardless, the manner in which her mind quickly devolved into pure, unadulterated degeneracy, now unfiltered by professionalism, made it hard for her to be able to do any of the bare minimum acts she'd usually take

"Oooh… Ok" The first sound Emma's thick, pube-addled lips produced wasn't a coo as much as it was a failure at properly forming the first word she actually managed to puke out in her difficulty thinking. The girl either didn't know, or didn't care for, just how pent up Emma was. Probability laid on the second option.

Emma, in the remains of whatever sanity she still had, a wilting amount, for that matter, turned dead around, in an actually successful attempt to get the stranger out of her mind, and by consequence, focus at least a little bit on getting there, so she could properly get the good stuff, rather than a half-assed fuck in the middle of the road.

She stumbled her way to the train station, followed close behind by the girl. Emma didn't dare to turn back, fearing that her stupor of their first meeting would be incited once more. This continuous, willing abstinence from looking at her now fuck buddy came to a halt when both boarded the train back home

Aoi wasn't there, given she traveled back to where she came from at a later hour.

Emma sat in one of the many vacant seats while looking dead ahead, happy that no one else was on the train to incite her lust. The girl, meanwhile, seemed intent on talking, whether it was an innocent act to get to know Emma better, or if it was a ploy to drive the nurse further to the edge, she couldn't tell

"I don't even know your name, do I?" The girl pondered "Name's Anne, and yours?"

"E- Emma…" She blurted out.

"Where do you work?" Anne asked "I'm only here for a spa my friend recommended, but seeing you, I think I might be around more often"

"I- I'm a nurse… A- at Twin Dicks Middle-High School…" Once again, through an intense effort, Emma formed a coherent phrase.

"A nurse! Oh that's why you're so pent up! I heard that you can't cum during your entire shift… Man, it must be a nightmare… I don't have a job though, so I don't really know but you don't look well off" Anne's conversation skills were perfectly fine, quite a shame given Emma didn't have enough brainpower to comprehend, let alone respond, to most of what she was saying

But soon enough, to Emma's delight, the train arrived at its destination before she burst in a multitude of ways. The way to her apartment was similarly silent, with Emma refusing to even reply to a mere blurb that Anne spelled out, her honeyed voice making it more difficult than it should to take her off of her mind.

The door was, of course, unlocked, so Emma, as she attempted to walk inside, was pushed out of the way by Anne, who rushed deeper into the house in such a speed that, in another world, could be confused for an attempt at a lightning robbery. What she truly intended, however, was to rid herself of her clothes, away from Emma's sight, mostly to irritate her further.

The sight of Emma's now artificially lit apartment was comforting. Yellowish walls (once white), alongside a plethora of wooden furniture that had clearly seen better days, and pretty much everything made out of fabric, aka the couch, the rugs and the curtains, were encrusted in a gross layer of dried cum

Emma sighed, figuring that now, there was no need for any sort of restraints. She closed the door, and tossed her coat to the floor. With about as much regard, Emma let herself fall on her couch, legs wide open as she awaited for Anne's return. In such a position, the nurse came to realize just how big she had gotten

Abstinence leads to growth. Of course, for said growth to be permanent, at least a few days of carnal purity was needed, something which Emma would never abide by, but the growth itself was already visible at such a moment.

It is said that every girl has two "permanent" cock sizes. One which is the natural state of its stature, being the size Emma was at the morning, when she woke up. It wouldn't grow any longer naturally, given she had reached adulthood. Furthermore, in a state of prolonged abstinence, the flesh expands and the spongy insides of the phallus will grow in size, reaching its maximum length.

For Emma, her natural length was 33 inches, while her maximum size was 41 inches long.

And this length has been reached today. To reach one's maximum, abstinence would often need to last a day or two, but due to Emma's constant lack of ejaculations during the day, how easily she could reach her max began to increase, and potentially, maintaining the habit could cause the growth to be permanent

This meant that by the end of today, she should go back to normal… Or maybe not, really, any day now it was bound to happen.

Emma had to take a mental reprieve worth a few seconds to be able to properly analyze the grotesque spectacle that had first reached its peak. Transfixed, the nurse slowly rose her eyes from its pinkish base until it became evident her foreskin wasn't sufficient, and roughly halfway through the insanely sized shaft, with a girth comparable to Emma's bicep, perhaps a bit thicker, the skin had entirely loosened, letting go of the smegma-encrusted sensitive flesh of Emma's cock's innards

Its length should be comparable to two of Emma's forearms stacked on top of one another, potentially dwarfing her arm, if neglecting her hand and shoulder. This, in and of itself wouldn't have been that much of an achievement, if it wasn't as thick as it was.

Of course, not even this flesh was given the privilege of being regularly tainted, with a disgusting purplish hue overtaking the upper half of the flesh. Of course, such claim was valid to the very small bits that Emma could even see, given that most of the upper shaft was covered by a vomit-yellow hue of smegma, utterly debasing any attempt at cleanliness provided by the excess sexuality and fertility contained within the absurd masculine member. Emma's already rotten semen coagulated into smegma at an insanely fast degree, and even if this was no different for any girl in the entire world, the fact that now she could see the inner workings of her thick cock's structure proved to be quite the humbling view.

Emma grasped onto the base of the beast, immediately coming into contact with the oddly turgid, serpentine veins that were so full of her blood they might as well be solid when considering how prominent they were. She felt in her palm the veins tremble and bulge, squirming as they carried their intense cycle of blood directed entirely to the ginormous fuckrod.

Emma allowed her eyes to continue rising through the sludge-like sea of smegma, eventually reaching the orange-sized glans that seemed to have fattened alongside the shaft itself. This was utterly ridiculous. She had become a virile monster during her day at work, and now she needed a reprieve from this pleasurable pain of containment. She needed to finally release the deeply coagulated sperm that was paining her since the start of her work day. And Anne sure was taking her time doing whatever the hell in there

But eventually, the tattooed young adult popped by the living room once again, nearly naked, and there, half of Emma's questions were answered. There were only two, though.

Anne was almost naked. She wore a single pair of black panties, so thin these would potentially snap if she merely tugged at them. What differed these panties from a normal set was the small metal object at its crotch. It was a nail-sized plate, which somehow entirely blocked Anne's shaft. There were small holes all throughout it, allowing for a continuous dribble of her discolored, off-white precum.

Emma could see the thick snaking trail of the precum so thick it might as well be sperm itself, meandering down into the bathroom. The fact that she actively leaked while casually moving about was enough to get Emma's own cock to puke out a honey-thick glob of yellowish precum, which managed to slide past the urethral beads, given they didn't need to build up quite as much force.

"No, I'm not cockless" Anne laughed, dispelling the assumption of something that by itself, was impossible. She crossed her tattooed arms while smirking, as she noticed that Emma's confused eyes were centered on the small metallic pin in her crotch. Oddly enough, the girl's balls were still visible, and they were about what Emma would have expected given the bulge in her buruma earlier.

A pair of coconut-sized nuts hung between Anne's legs. This pair had entirely stretched out the usually wrinkly skin of the testicles, its veins bulging out and furthering just how packed its innards were by how the pair passively squirmed and gurgled. The fact that these were dripping in sweat and cockgrease only added to Emma's already powerful desire to slather her tongue across them

"I came here because I knew you could take my size… I mean, we're the exact same" Anne explained, also elaborating that usually, she'd have refused the proposal. "Girls as big as us have a tendency to… Well… It's easy to get addicted~ ?"

Anne slowly reached down to her panties, before tugging on its string, and much like expected, the black thing ripped with very little force, and as such, the whole thing fell to the ground. As if it had yet to adapt to the new space provided to it, the tucked in cockmeat remained sheathed inside. Its putrid, rotten stench filled the room faster than the physical mass reached clear air.

Until the thing snapped out of its self-imposed containment like a snake lunging at its prey. A forearm sized girth became visible. Overall, it wasn't anything special, impeccably dirty with its greasy, sweaty flesh and thick, bulging veins.

"I was just filling the bathtub, by the way" While Anne casually explained her absence, the turgid mass began to grow, expanding roughly into the length of 30 inches. By that point, it hadn't yet hardened, but its overall appearance began to be unveiled. Its smegma-encrusted cockhead once more became visible, the stench of a different girlcock immediately competed for dominance in the living room, as Emma's own rancid aroma fought against the invader.

Despite Anne not being hard yet, the combined heat and musk of the two disgusting meat logs the girls carried between their legs made the entire living room stuffy. Emma felt herself begin to sweat, and she could see the same was true for Anne. The air was difficult, but delicious to breathe, as the rotten smell of coagulated virility condensed into a reproductive sewage that once more hardened into a chewy, decayed mass entirely flooded the room itself

Suddenly, Anne's urethra began to blink, of course, the hole, having the width of a thumb, was quite easily detectable, even in the dark red mass of her visible cockhead.

"So… Get up, let's take a bath!" Anne invited casually, her tone not quite chirping any louder than her voice usually went. Her entire lack of reaction to how her underside moved was yet more proof that the thing between her legs had a life of its own

The gurgling fuckbeast's urethra swelled open, and from it, a black, latex object became visible with its rounded off end. Anne merely raised a brow, tilting her head to the side as if wondering what would make Emma so entranced. The thick log of latex that had been stuffed inside Anne's urethra was effectively shat out of the cockhole with how slow and wet the whole view was

Inches of latex slowly crossed the already dilated, meaty urethra, accompanied by the cock, what of it was already visible, clenched and throbbed, its thick veins bulging out further, titillating as they disgustingly pulsed with their worm-thick girth providing ample view into their desperate trembles.

The length of the greasy, sperm-covered latex continued to pile up underneath Anne, and finally, the single torrent of latex, used to contain her further by utterly blocking her spermways, was all on the ground, coiled up with the approximate length of an average snake, with the thickness of a big toe. Anne's urethra gaped, attempting to blink but its flesh was far too distorted to close, a state now permanent, only prevented when the rest of her innards were so compressed that the opening was forced to loosely clench.

" No… " Emma shook her head. Fuck going to the bathroom to actually have sex. She needed it now.

Before Anne could fully harden, nor realize what the nurse had replied, Emma lunged forward like a mad beast, overpowering the girl and throwing her on the couch with her belly up.

"Pst, impatient" Anne sighed, smiling while not fighting back whatsoever against whatever Emma was about to do.

First, the nurse raised Anne's legs, and by extension, her gigantic lower half to the level of her crotch. Only when she could feel Anne's meaty, wet pussy spray its fetid sludge onto her shaft, was Emma satisfied with the height. Anne only smiled, seeing the looming, gigantic pile of disgusting cockmeat that would get promptly stuffed into her for the whole night, potentially for the following day too

The nurse's rancid cockflesh was directly in contact with Anne's overstuffed, greasy, wrinkly testicles, which remained in their regular position, perhaps only a little affected by gravity.

Emma, however, was then stuck. She wanted to free her urethra, but in her desperate hubris, she got in quite a poor position to do so. Luckily, Anne was there to help. The tattooed girl reached up, grasping onto the small string of the beads, before nonchalantly pulling it all off in one go.

The stuffiness of her cock's insides were suddenly invaded by comparatively cold air, the uneven volume of the beads left behind an emptiness that Emma, at first, found almost uncomfortable.

Using the momentum she already picked up to get where she wanted, Emma rolled her hips back, before competently enough aiming her greasy, smegma-encrusted cockhead against the rounded, donut-like overused bundle of flesh that Anne had for a butthole.

Without regard, nor any sort of care, Emma jabbed forward, meeting incredibly poor resistances exclusively from the outer walls. Anne's face contorted into a shocked pleasure,

"MMHHNNNHGGHFFFHHH?" Emma bit her lower lip as it trembled. The ironic freedom of a loose urethra in a comparatively tight hole was beyond mere entrancement. She throbbed in place, attempting to regain some sort of composure to carry on beyond the first thrust.

The nurse noticed that a good ten inches of her rod weren't inside. Her gigantic scrotum hadn't yet touched Anne's similarly, but also significantly more massive globes of ass. The sweaty mounts went unfortunately in Emma's blindspot, but if anything, she'd be seeing the pair plenty tonight.

SHMACK

Thrusting forward the last few inches, Emma took a few deep breaths to regain her mental faculties. Not that she'd use them all too much, but she needed to be conscious in order to properly move like she intended to.

Emma tilted forward, raising Anne's position and rendering her diagonal against the couch, and after forming an angle between the girl's back and the cum-encrusted seats of the sofa, Emma got to thrusting

She pulled her hips back, feeling the weight of her hefty, oversized ball sack slow her down, and make the whole ordeal much more difficult. She didn't have the space to pull back until just the tip remained, but rather, half of her shaft would be inside Anne at all times.

The raven uselessly squirmed and throbbed underneath Emma's weight. Anne's face was nigh passive as she attempted to calm herself with a length comparable to her own being stuffed inside with no regard. Opportunities where she got to bang someone as big as herself were rare, and the comfortable reality of smaller cocks became a curse in and of itself

And now Emma ravenously jabbed her hips forward, feeling the beaten, mushy flesh of Anne's guts. Leftover sperm from earlier in the day added fluidity and slickness to the movement, while the mere insertion of the rancid fuckpillar entailed an expansion of Anne's previously thin stomach, which expanded into not just a regular bulge, but had her flesh fattened by thick globs of precum that Emma couldn't help but release with her dilated urethra.

Emma lowered her entire body to the couch, pushing Anne deeper into the seat and finally adjusting into her desired position. A mating press.

THWACK!SCHLURP!CLAP!THWACK! ? THWACK!WHAP!THWACK!PLAP!THWACK!

Anne locked her legs around Emma's thin waist, using this grip to be able to properly hold herself while being pressed by a not much taller woman, whose weight seemed to double when placing herself on top of a press. The disgusting fuckbeast pushing her insides to the limit didn't quite hamper the feeling that she was getting used , instead of fucked .

THWACK!SCHLURP!PLAP!THWACK! ?? THWACK!WHAP! ?? THWAP!SCHLOP!

The tattooed girl could feel the smegma cling to her innards as Emma tainted the girl as her own. The ridiculous girth of the overgrown beast tore through any sort of resistance with a level of brutality Anne hadn't seen in a long time. Her stomach contorted into the shape of Emma's abuse, grossly adapting to a penetration whose power could be almost akinned to a rape.

THWACK!CLAP!THWACK! ? THWACK!WHAP! ? THWACK!PLAP!THWACK! ??

Anne's shit pipe was utterly broken by the cock, and the night had only just begun. Without relent, the abused hole sputtered out its smelly mucus, furthermore yellowed by random people's cum, and Emma's smegma. Besides the overpowering smell, Anne couldn't even say her prostate got jackhammered by the penetration quite as much as it was hydraulically pressed into a paste.

WHAP!THWAP!SPLURCH!THWACK! ? THWACK!SCHLOP!THWACK!THWAP!PLAP!

The small organ was utterly mushed against the many other guts that Anne had to endure in the distortion of her shape and body to Emma's will. Anatomy became a joke as Emma utterly reduced Anne to a mere sex object whose existence depended on whether it pleasured her gargantuan fuckbeast or not. Driven by desire rather than reason, the usually cute, well-meaning nurse drooled and clenched her teeth as a sinister grin took over her face, desperate for release but simultaneously wishing to throw as much abuse on Anne as she possibly could before that

It sure was a lucky thing that Anne was getting off on that

"HHOHHH!?? HOHLY FUCHK! FUCK! FHUCK! FYUHCCK ME!???" Anne roared into the empty apartment, her melodic voice begging for more but simultaneously lacking the faculty to properly ask beyond the repetition of a handful of words. "MAYKE MEEE YOR WHOURE! MHORE! MYORE! GOUGE MY INSIDES! FUCK??"

THWACK!CLAP!THWACK! ? THWACK!WHAP! ? THWACK!PLAP!THWACK! ?? WHAP!THWAP!SPLURCH!THWACK! ? THWACK!SCHLOP!THWACK!THWAP!PLAP!THWACK!SCHLURP!CLAP!THWACK! ? THWACK!WHAP!THWACK!PLAP!THWACK!WHAP!THWAP!SPLURCH!THWACK! ? THWACK!SCHLOP!THWACK!THWAP!PLAP!WHAP!THWAP!SPLURCH!THWACK! ? THWACK!SCHLOP!THWACK!THWAP!PLAP!THWACK!CLAP!THWACK! ? THWACK!WHAP! ? THWACK!PLAP!THWACK! ?? THWACK!CLAP!THWACK! ? THWACK!WHAP! ? THWACK!PLAP!THWACK! ??

Emma's thrusts reached an end. She stopped. Her devious grin shifted into a desperate lip bite. She was trying, albeit failing, to orgasm

As it turned out, the continuous compression of semen, repeatedly stored in Emma's ridiculously sized testicles eventually rendered them into a coalesced, gross mass. A mass that she was all too familiar with, after all, it was getting slapped across her face as Anne's hardened cock convulsed with the penetration.

Emma slowly, but surely, had to force clumps of smegma down her urethra. She clinged onto a confused Anne all the more, her previously ravenous demeanor shifting into the desperation of a constipated lady whose backside unloaded its filth before she did. Emma had no way to control her bowels, as her loosened asshole contorted in order to spill out a brown, cum-glazed log of shit.

While her urethra had difficulty in unloading, Emma felt her anus distort and expand to conform to the serpentine slap of scat. The turd coiled at the base of the couch to the best of its mushy capacity, as it succumbed onto its own soggy weight, forming something closer to an amorphous pile, moistened by both the excrement itself and the powerful serving of now brownish cum.

The stimulation in her prostate, provided by the snaking log of crap she was expelling into her floor inevitably led to even worse of a moment, where the disgusting, coalesced cum slowly, but very surely, climbed up her overly long urethra. The stench of shit only made a dent in the already sewage-rotten room where the ladies had their fun.

But it all came to a painful, brutal end. Emma's urethra effectively exploded a powerful load of smegma directly into Anne's guts. The thick, rotten reproductive sludge only had difficulty escaping in its first moments, but now that the hole had been unclogged, it was a matter of Anne having to maintain composure while she vomited out a lumpy mass of dick cheese.

"FUCKING HELL-!" Anne didn't have the time to finish her half-moan half-exclamation as the fetid geyser building up all the way down from her stomach came to its conclusion. A burst of smegma-cum launched out in a spray of rancid cockfilth. Emma managed to hold down Anne's face with a kiss, as she herself wanted a taste

Now mutually, the women shared the disgusting, rotten cocksludge with gusto, as Anne's desperation subsided when she understood what took place. Emma squirmed, not as much as Anne herself, but the two remained a wobbling pile of fetid, sweaty flesh and fat on the couch, trembling with the orgasm of just one of the pair.

Their lips, a pair of pairs of trembling red flesh meshed together as their deep kiss was unable to properly contain the amount of smegcum that Emma unleashed. Their lower faces were tainted in the pukeish yellow that would usually be reserved only for the most rancid of cocks. The filth was such that no remains of taste could be found in their long, interlocking tongues, given the repeated assault of the sense with a putrid, decayed mass of sperm.

The salty taste of the bodily excretion wasn't even close to being recognizable at such a stage. Emma, who was scarfing it down rather than merely expelling like Anne, found it very, very difficult to swallow. It ran down her throat very slowly, clinging to her esophagus and clogging her mouth within seconds of its downpour.

But it eventually subsided, as all orgasms did. Emma didn't even come close to softening, but she was far too sensitive to carry on thrusting and the regained consciousness made it so she actually wanted to book it to the bathroom.

Of course, she couldn't do any of those things with her airways blocked by fetid dick cheese. Emma could rarely achieve such a feat, but after forcing the remaining air out of her lungs, she managed to push it all back up. Bubbling out of her throat and back down into Anne's face, Emma puked the rancid smegma she herself produced, while barely anything even managed to get down to her stomach. Anne found it laughable that she brought the disgusting deluge onto herself, and yet here she was, barfing it all back out.

The tattooed girl rolled onto her belly, holding her head on her inked arms. She needed some rest, and now with her ass up, she also gave Emma quite a nice view of how contrasted it was against her waist, as the watermelons of flesh jutted out considerably away from her slim back.

Emma managed to throw herself onto the couch once she was done, her gigantic cock sliding right out of the soppy, loose asshole she was just abusing. Anne stood quiet for a few seconds, only wiping her face clean of the 'puke' the nurse unloaded onto her, whose grossness was such that if it was indeed digestive fluid it might actually have been less disgusting.

And finally, the first sonorous response Emma received was a thundering roar coming straight from Emma's asshole, as the already gaped hole contorted and blasted a buckshot of smegma out, directly on top of Emma's TV stand and also the pile of crap on the ground.

Emma, out of curiosity, stretched herself to gawk at her own mess. Jutting out between Anne's colossal asscheeks was a donut of flesh molded like clay into its ridiculous width of a football. The brownish skin was only the outer bits, as despite the dirt, Emma could see the reddish flesh convulse and contort inside, still in utter dismay at the abuse it just received. This time silently, a wad of thick smegcum was slowly slid out, finally landing right between Anne's thick thighs.

"Ready… Ufgh… To take a bath now?" Anne asked, attempting to laugh through the insane exhaustion. In a few seconds she'd be up and running but these moments shortly after a fuck, one as aggressive as this tended to make her a bit dizzy.

"Yeah… I guess" Emma didn't really care, but Anne seemed so determined to get them both in the bathroom she couldn't help but humor the idea.

"Do you have that thing… Where like… You cum smegma?"

"Smegmaseminalia? No, I don't" Emma laughed "It's because I had it brewing in too long"

"It didn't happen to me when I was growing" Anne explained "I just plugged it up and stayed home, watching movies for a couple of days until I was real big… And when I let go it wasn't smeg"

"Well, I orgasmed repeatedly today, so I just kept making more and more cum… It had to compress eventually" Emma explained, also adjusting so she'd rest her back on the couch "So, Anne, why did you want to get big?"

"Heh, I guess it'll sound pretty stupid but I just wanted to see how far I could go… Just, the limit of my body" Anne explained, also looking down to see the result "I became obsessed with these girls online, right, the way just their cockheads were bigger than my fists, the shaft thicker than their shins, also longer too… I wanted to be like them, I guess. To feel what they feel"

"I'm sure this right here will be permanent any day now… I guess I could use someone to help me with it"

"I'm dating, so I mean, I'd probably have to introduce you to her but I'm sure you two will get along" Anne laughed

"Really? How old is she? And you, for that matter"

"Oh she's 12! A hung little bitch too" Anne explained, a smile cracking in her thick, smegma-caked lips "I'm 27, roughly"

"32! I'm good to go now!" Emma warned, becoming energized at whatever prospect Anne silently offered by merely being present and then getting up to head to the bathroom. She didn't wait for Anne, trusting she'd be right behind her. The slug trail of yellowish precum gave an easy path to the bathroom, though Emma herself didn't find it any useful beyond the vanity of the concept.

It was but a single turn away from the living room, the path wasn't long, and soon enough, Emma had her back turned against her bedroom, as she now faced the only bathroom in the house.

The usually white tiles appearing yellowish forebode the eventual sight of the main attraction of the bathroom that Anne originally intended for Emma to see. The stray lines of yellowish sludge that painted the floor and the toilet alongside it. Considering there was nothing else to look at, Emma finally allowed her gaze to go into the more eye-catching part of the room.

Her bathtub, a large, white, ceramic mount on her ground, geometric and rectangular in its side, the whole thing was easily large enough to fit two to three people inside, being roughly the size of a common, 84 inch jacuzzi. Emma has like, four rooms in her house, so of course it's very affordable to have something of this size in the bathroom, since it also only shares a spot with the much, much smaller toilet. Behind it, a large window, for easy viewing of prying eyes.

Of course, the bathtub in and of itself had nothing remarkable to it, but rather, what filled it. To the very tip of the tub, was a sea, an absolute ocean of yellow, almost golden sludge, whose appearance only entailed a third of its immediate sensory violation. The smell, for one, was ridiculous, even when compared to the absolute stench of the living room, this musky, salty smell of rotten sperm had entirely impregnated the bathroom to a degree Emma couldn't believe would ever cease, even though that wasn't even a desire to begin with.

And strangest of all was the noise. Air bubbles inside the sludge, or rather even the oversized sperm moving about, Emma could hear something in the tub. A gurgling, guttural noise that only became strengthened via the echo the tiles provided. Emma was in awe, like she was staring at a pit of lava, bubbling with its heat and packed with strange, alien movement. She was used to bathing in cum, but it usually came by the pipes, from the sewage that the street drains absorbed, and by the time it arrived, it was already relatively cold.

Yet here it was, a gurgling pit of coagulated reproductive sludge, deluged into her bathtub to be used as yet another set piece. A reality-bending pile of trashy semen far too packed and fertile to be of proper use, an ovary-raping swamp of ball ooze. Emma couldn't move, only repeat synonyms of the same thing in her mind as perhaps an attempt to come to terms with the treat in front of her, a reverse lovecraftian creation.

"So, do ya like it~??" Anne asked, still standing by the doorframe

"I love it…?" Emma took a step forward, utterly entranced by the view in front of her. She lowered her hand onto the steaming basin of ball gunk. The warm, squirming feeling of it, merely on her hand, was enough to drive her insane, she could feel the tiny sperm cells squirming around. The very surface of the nasty pool of muck was slightly hardened, due to the continuous contact with air.

Emma didn't wait any further. She raised her thick leg, tentatively setting her foot onto the mire in front of her.

"Oough… Oooohooo~?" Emma cooed, feeling the warm embrace of the nasty ball sewage she had just entered. Once supported on her foot, she raised the other, once both she was fully standing on the cum-swamped ceramic, with the disgusting yellow sludge raised all the way to her thighs, Emma turned around, facing the window, and presenting her backside to Anne, who was merely standing there, waiting for her to end her initial shock

Emma stretched out her arms, interlocking her fingers as she took a deep breath.

CLAP PLAP CLAP CLAP CLOP PLAP CLAP THWAP CLOP PLOP CLAP PLAP THWOP

Without warning, rhyme nor reason, Emma began to quake her gigantic globes, the sweaty masses of flesh collided in a hefty display of fat and thickness. Her cellulite, the built-in waves her ginormous rump already carried, only furthered the utter display of waves rippling through loud, clapping flesh.

THWAP CLOP PLOP CLAP PLAP THWOP THWOP CLAP PLAP CLAP CLAP CLOP

The sweat-infused buttcheeks twerked aggressively as Emma lowered her body, holding herself on her knees as she tilted her head back to look at a stunned Anne. With a relatively small amount of effort, Emma threw it down, bashing the monumental fat globes down onto the sludge, forming a small wave that only increased the mess on her bathroom floor.

THWAP THWOP CLOP PLAP PLOP CLAP PLOP THWOP CLAP CLOP CLAP CLAP PLAP

The sheer display of fat was ridiculous. Even disregarding the skill Emma visibly had in the field, just a mere movement would be enough to make that wagon clap, but this was a symphony of the highest degree, doubly entrancing via the skill displayed from the nurse.

THWOP PLOP CLAP THWOP THWAP PLOP CLOP THWOP THWAP PLAP CLOP CLAP

Anne could easily see the ruined, dirty pucker that didn't quite peek as much as it gazed between the waves of flesh, in a mixture of begging Anne to abuse it, and a taunt, a mere temptation of her biggest desire. The girl couldn't give less of a crap about more specific realizations of her desire, she needed those sweaty mounts of fat twerking on her crotch now.

The tattooed girl hopped inside, interrupting Emma's routine, while also readying herself by sitting on the edge of the bathtub, back against a wall. She grasped onto Emma's waist, pulling the nurse down onto her crotch with a ravenous desire to fuck.

Emma didn't have the time to properly analyze the girth Anne carried between her legs, given it only finished hardening once she was already balls deep inside the girl. Yet now, twisting her upper body to be able to properly see, Emma was greeted by the ridiculousness of the crotch about to mark her as her own.

The greasy, pale flesh of the cock stood out from the average, darkened skin Emma was used to seeing. It, in fact, seemed to have multiple layers of skin, from a thicker mound all the way down to the base, stemming a couple inches into the crotch, to up until half of the thing, where it had a small wrinkle, and then the very end, where the whole thing darkened considerably, looking dark red and carrying that hue up until the fist-sized cockhead.

Anne's glans were significantly thicker than the cock, making for quite a strange contrast from shaft to head. It all shielded a hefty layer of smegma, that ran up until half of the darker bits of Anne's cock. Notable, though, was the insane amount of bulging, squirming, slug-thick veins running all over the fuckbeast from top to bottom. The cock's pale skin gave a strange appearance to the purplish canals, as they bulged out of her girth like fingers had been splayed across her shaft.

Emma's huge, sweaty asscheeks engulfed the base of Anne's cock, the watermelon-sized mounds of flesh utterly concealing the foundation of the tool of its own demise.

" H- holy shit… Your ass… ?" Anne huffed, grasping the two globes, all the while watching as her palms and fingers were utterly sunk onto the mass of fat. Judging enough was enough, she rolled her hands all the way to Emma's waist, and from there, she slid upwards into the wall, until she was properly aligned, standing a bit awkwardly, but nothing she couldn't fix once inside her newest fuckbuddy.

The bright crimson cockhead was lined up with the loose, overstrained asshole right between the fat globes. Judging by how loose it visibly was, even with her overbearing size, it should only require a single push. The flesh itself was already convulsing and squirting its mucus onto her smegma-ridden cockhead, silently begging for her to get it over with already.

"Hoh! F-Fhuck!!??" Surprising the tattooed girl by taking the first leap, Emma jolted backwards, pushing Anne against the wall and paradoxically making her slip from the side of the tub, as she slid down into the mire of semen she herself had made.

Emma strained herself, feeling her insides begging her to stop, nonverbally shouting that Anne was too big, that she had done too much today, her organs were already beaten into mush enough, she needed to rest instead of stuffing even more down her hungry asshole.

"Fuck yeeah I needed this…?" Emma moaned, and as ironic as it sounded, it wasn't that Emma needed an assfuck, albeit that was indeed something she wanted, but more or less the liberty of getting her prostate beaten while having her urethra unclogged and ready to fire "Fuck me! Fhuck!???"

SPLORSH??THWORP THWAP ? SLOSH SPLUSH SPLORSH??THWAP THWAP ? PLURP

Emma's pitch began to thin, ironically only growing in dominance. Anne laid at the bottom of the tub, being forced to watch as Emma took control, hammering down her ass without the littlest difficulty that the tub's filling would hypothetically provide. Anne gazed at the globes of flesh breaching up on the surface of the cum, launching a buckshot of sperm up onto the walls and ceiling every time the nurse raised herself, the two pale globes entirely coated in a disgusting yellow.

THWAP ? SLOSH SPLUSH SPLORSH??SPLORSH??THWORP?SPLORSH??THWORP

"Emm- Emmha! ? " Anne didn't touch Emma, she didn't even know what counted as Emma. The dominance had been established, and the cutesy nurse with a pretty round face was mashing her pelvis against the ceramic with a brutality unmatched by most other people Anne had fucked. She was taking such a huge girth for the first time, with no difficulty.

SPLUSH SPLORSH??SPLORSH THWORP THWAP ? THWORP THWAP ? PLURP ?

The utter assault of every possible sense in Anne's body didn't give her much leeway to do anything. Emma's ass was overpowering her touch beyond what the squirming sperm of the tub ever could. Her ears were dominated by the sloshing noise coalesced with raw fat clapping of Emma's doing. Her eyes could only gaze forward, looking at Emma's brunette scalp wave and rock as she dominated the girl.

SPLUSH SPLORSH??SPLORSH ? THWORP THWAP ? PLURP ?? THWORP THWAP ?

No, no, not every sense was Emma's yet. Her taste and smell, for two, were still dominated by her own semen, her own disgusting sludge. She needed more Emma, she needed more, until every single thing that her body could register was this bombshell of a nurse.

"Ooh!??" Anne lunged forward, thrusting it all deep into Emma, a feat which barely made the brunette wince as much as it churned out a hearty moan.

The tattooed girl gripped onto Emma's shoulders, and used one of her hands to pull her mouth onto hers and force the nurse onto a kiss. Of course, none of which was ever even considered by Emma to be something worth stopping. The couple's tongues interlocked, slathering each other with their addictive saliva, their faces so tightly clamped together Anne couldn't smell anything other than Emma

Finally, her entire world was Emma.

THWORP THWAP ? PLURP ?? THWORP THWAP ? THWORP THWAP ? PLURP ?

Anne's hips barely rolled backwards before thrusting back. She clamped onto the nurse like a wild mating animal, forcing her overbearing fuckstick down the hatch with little regard for Emma, but should this regard be there, it would be proven to be worthless, as Emma herself wanted even more.

SPLUSH SPLORSH??SPLORSH THWORP THWAP ? THWORP THWAP ? PLURP ?

In due time, Emma herself let loose. The first sign was the loud, sputtering noise, akin to a bottle of ketchup's flatulent sounds. Her loose urethra expanded again, stunning Emma as the sudden expulsion of congealed semen struck the wall. It had visibly softened from the first smegma ejaculation she had, now it just looked particularly packed with its visibly darker hue

Anne too neared her climax, Emma noted as her grip began to grow shaky. As her misfortune would have it, the tattooed girl instinctively lunged back, rather than pumping deep, and unloading inside her. Emma at least had to appreciate the variety. It was the first time she wouldn't get creampied today.

"OOOHGGGHNHHNN!!!???" Anne bit her lip, but still couldn't contain the absolute torrent of moans as she humped the air, and Emma was given a perfect view of the monstrous fuckbeast quivering and shaking as it unloaded

Its veins pulsed beyond their original mad quivers, and the whole creature appeared even further to being a thing of its own, rather than a mere extension of Anne's inherently erotic body. A thick rope of sludgy yellow liquid was flung out of her oversized urethra, the rocket of the discolored semi-solid landed on the ceiling, clinging to its with its honey-like consistency for only a few seconds, before attempting to descend

SPLAT SPLUSH?SPLORT PHFHOO?PLORT SPLAT?PLAP PSHFOO?PLORT

"OOOHYUUGGHHH!!???!!!~??" Anne couldn't stop, she was far too entranced. She bucked her hips madly, as her limbs were pressed so deep against the ceramic of the tub they ignored any gravitational attempt at making her slip off. She had her eyes closed, humping like a beast in the vague hope it would somehow subside the mind-melting pleasure she put herself in.

PLAP PSHFOO?PLORT SPLAT SPLUSH?SPLORT SPLAT?PLAP SPLAT?PLAP

As gravity would have it, the power of Anne's ejaculation, and furthermore its consequences, were enough so that Emma was placed under a shower of rotten ball sludge, and she couldn't help but gape her own jaw to catch as much of it as she could. The salty, musky taste of sperm was great when drip-fed, and when consumed any other way, really.

The manner in which her fuckrod heated up even further to what she already believed to be possible, was enough to stun Anne out of any other sort of reaction or rationality. The thick blotches of gunk traveling up her fucktube, all the while its base (and containers) was covered deep into even further semen splayed out into the tub.

But of course, the deluge came to a cease, and with it, the symphony of flatulent squelching noises that Anne's disgusting cock produced as it puked its virile seed at max speeds. Anne lowered herself on the tub, down to the shoulders as she attempted to rationalize who she even was at this point

"That was good…" Emma huffed as she too let her body rest on the bath. She was certainly tired from today, and just these last few rounds are positively some of the most demanding sex she's ever engaged in… However… "Up for more? ? "

Anne's only response was simply the clearest she could possibly give. A single, but very noticeable throb.