Rub your pussy on Beaumont’s snout
From Create Your Own Story
You walk around to the front of the corpulent beast. He seems to be deep asleep, and is snoring loudly. His face is grizzled and ancient looking; cracked, leathery skin covered in course hair. Large furrows of fat mostly obscure his beady eyes. His large snout is also covered with hair, except for the flat end of it which is hard and smooth. Some large, worn tusks protrude from the sides of his mouth. Large quantities of drool coat the lower part of his snout, while the front is caked with a thick layer of sickly green mucus. As he breathes out, the mucus forms a bubble in his cavernous right nostril, which then retracts each time he inhales. These various fluids also are mixed with a healthy amount of mud and shit, which indeed covers most of the animal’s body.
You kneel down and straddle the pig’s snout. You press your bald snatch into the mucus and saliva coating the flat end of Beaumont’s snout, popping the persistent snot bubble and displacing a large population of flies, which quickly regroup and find new positions on both the pig and your cunt. One of them feels sort of nice crawling on your clit. You hope it doesn’t bite you. As you press your vulva harder against the snout and start to gyrate your hips a little, the pig emits a sharp grunt and begins to fidget in his sleep.
You look back at Beaumont’s hindquarters and notice that the purple, veined tip of his penis has begun to protrude from its sheath. A clear liquid is dripping from it. Feeling that your strategy is working, you begin to gyrate more vigorously, rubbing from your clit hood all the way back to your asshole. As you do this, the pig’s grunts become louder and it begins to fidget more and more.
Now Beaumont opens his eyes and begins to try to stand up, rolling over from his side to his stomach. This seems to be quite a chore for him. You keep your cunt pressed against his nostrils as you do this. Eventually, he gets to his feet, and you look around him to see that his penis now appears to be fully extended.
The pig’s member is extremely bizarre looking: a long, thin, pale corkscrew-shaped organ coverered with crisscrossing purple and blue veins of various widths. The whole thing is pumping in and out of its sheath in a spastic manner and shooting intermittent sprays of pre-cum. It is rather a horrifying sight, and you begin to get nervous about the thought of it inside you. Your anxiety turns to real fear when, while you are fixated on his cock, Beaumont bites you hard in the crotch. You let out a squeal and jump backwards, but the beast lunges forward.
You decide to:
