Furry World/Female Feline/Jeff keeps fucking your ass
From Create Your Own Story
Your heart jumps in your chest as your brain battles against your hormones, trying to get you to stop and get that thing out of you. But your body isn't listening. You squeeze him again, loving how that hot, hard shaft feels buried so deep inside you, and how warm and full your belly is from all that thick cum. Pleasure and excitement are quickly winning out over common sense.
Jeff chuckles at your movement. "Still not satisfied, babe?"
You just moan, pushing against him more insistently. "Do it to me again," you hear yourself say, even as part of your mind screams at you.
Jeff rumbles with a poorly-concealed edge of excitement. "Wow, never had a girl want me to do that more than once. You sure you can handle it?"
You nod at him, your cheek resting on your couch cushion as you look back at him. "Won't know until I try, will I?" Then, without a second thought, you add, "I'm yours, Jeff. You can do anything to me."
Jeff pauses for a moment. You can feel him hesitate, everything just going still. You see his expression soften for a moment, a look of genuine care and regard breaking through his chiseled bravado. It's as though nobody has ever said anything like this to him before.
But before long, his expression returns to one of force and domination. "Well then, I guess I'd better give kitty what she wants!" With that, he starts to fuck you again, his shaft pulling back and then thrusting in again, quickly settling in to that now-familiar rhythm. Each slap of his hips against your thighs brings with it another thump of those huge, full balls that seem to have such an endless supply of sperm in them.
You moan, "Yes, that's it, Jeff! Shove it in me! Put it real deep!" You are still really full, your belly still gravid from having the stallion cum inside you several times. You know there's no way you can make more room for the next load of cum he's going to force into you. Your mind is still wrestling for control, that voice begging you to make him pull out before he hits his peak.
But you keep pushing back against him, meeting his thrusts, inviting him as far into your depths as he can go. You've abandoned your senses, giving yourself over to the perverse pleasure of being so fully dominated in this way.
And the stallion behind you is taking full advantage of your body. You can already feel his flare reasserting itself deep in your belly, stretching you and locking itself in place, another mighty climax looming. You hear yourself cry out, "Do it, stud! Make me take it all!"
Jeff roars behind you, his cock jumping within you as it erupts once more. Once again, you can feel that cum firing into your depths, forcing your belly to bloat even more. The pressure builds up in you again, and after only a few pulses, you feel his cum rush back up your throat and into your mouth. You suck in a deep breath of air before it's cut off by the uncontrollable flood of horse jism that begins to fountain of of your mouth. You watch as gout after gout of that cream pours onto your chest and soaks your cushions. You turn your head so you can show off to your master just how much you're enjoying this.
Jeff keeps on thrusting his mighty shaft roughly into you, his climax continuing at least as long as his last one. The cum rushes through you faster and heavier now, making an even bigger mess. Your senses are overwhelmed by the heat, the pressure, the taste and the feel of all that cum.
You start to see stars at the corners of your vision. You need to breathe, but you can't, not with all this happening. Jeff is too far gone to notice your plight, and you are trapped where you are, unable to speak or signal to him. The pleasure starts to turn to panic, your vision narrowing.
You should have listened to that voice in your head. As you start to black out, you feel your muzzle fall into a pool of hot, sticky cum, submerging your nose in the mess. You lack the strength to lift it back up, and the mess just gets deeper with each forceful spurt of cum that continues to surge out of your mouth.
The last thing you hear is Jeff saying "Are you okay?"
| Furry Status (you) | ||
| Health | DEAD | Equipment:
doesn't matter |
| Gender | Female | |
| Species | Feline | |
