"I’m so scared." Donna complained at my side. She had practically teleported to when she had judged the situation safe. She’d blattered about how shocked she was by Tomlin’s actions.
Morgana was with Iris who was busy, unhurt, looking after her new friends. I lost her in the crowd.
It was a bit pathetic how Donna was acting. Maybe my view was skewed being surrounded by heroes and legends: not to ntion my own experiences in combat. It was cute and she seed desperate.
I can’t imagine she had much experience with blood drenched horror and death. It was comforting that she needed and to see a normal reaction to a scary situation.
How she glued herself to , all her soft curves lding to my hard body. The sexual fantasy I wanted was coming to life.
"Can we go?" Donna pushed into all the needier.
Beside Donna, I had little interest in sticking around. Politics wasn’t my strong suit. A crowd of furious and grief-stricken Druids stunk of trouble. I had helped slay the monster. What ca next was beyond my knowledge.
If they needed my magic for anything, I had no doubt, Morgana or soone would pass the ssage along.
"Let’s go. I think you could use so company." I said using her as an excuse. .
We passed Morgana on the way out, "You off?" She asked.
"Yeah, escorting her out. She’s seems a bit shook."
"A strong drink and company, she’ll be right as rain." Morgana replied.
Donna nodded. Acting ek.
"Think so."
"See you tonight." Morgana waved off.
"Keep an eye on Iris." I told her.
"I will."
I walked out of the Druid’s destroyed hall.
I escorted Donna back to her place and (I swear) intended to leave her once she settled down.
Donna clung to like a terrified animal. Her wide eyes swivelling round the round with an anxious need to check for more danger. She shivered and stuck by my side.
Poor thing.
She was terrified.
I could hardly ignore soone so desperate for care. Soone so beautiful at that. How beauty slipped into my mind, I don’t know. But it stuck there. Desire grew and heated up my loins.
Usually, I imagine she would show hospitality to a guest. She gave no indication of doing anything more than keeping close.
"Ermm...."
"You are not going to leave are you?"
Moist, fearful eyes pleaded at .
Ah, fuck.
She shifted around to hug from the front.
I popped a boner into her belly.
Was I always this easy?
Her warm hands dug under my clothes and down into my trousers. One stroked my length while the other cupped my balls.
"You’ll stay right?"
How could I say no? I’m sure soone could... but not . It felt impossible. I’m not sure she gave the choice, and the lines of was I using her or she using were blurring in my thoughts.
She wrested my cock free from my trousers.
My hardened length twitched in the open air. I stopped thinking. Confident she was going to make cum, I was witless in denying her what I wanted.
I thought she was going to continue to be aggressive and try to devour . But, with an unnerving resilience to desire, she teased my glands with the tips of her fingers: careful to avoid grazing the sensitive flesh with her nails.
She stimulated my libido with minimal effort, and I already felt close to the edge. She was only hinting at the greater pleasure she could coax.
Her experience showed.
I gasped from the pleasure of the sensations. I was still and caught in her grasp.
Her other hand road my upper body, back and then rested at my side.
"I’ve heard you have fought many battles and yet you don’t have a scar on you. You are so amazing."
Oh, she knew just want to say. I felt the roses covering the vast pit of my insecurity, so easy to exploit those empty depths carved relentlessly as I perceive flaws and identify them as .
She glided her palm down to the base of my shaft.
She started fapping off. She neither went too hard nor too gently. Confident in her handjob she continued to talk.
"Huh, you like this don’t you?"
I twitched in agreent.
"Well my hero deserves a reward." She coaxed.
She made cum with ease. I sprayed over her dress.
I was happy.
But, I didn’t like her smile. It had that surety in her expression from the light crease at her eyes indicating it was genuine to the way she held no tension. Have you ever see soone win a gamble and win big?
A fury, perhaps uncalled for, and arising from depths of my being. So might call it primal, or others so sensation learned and had beco a pillar of what I am. I had the power now, and I would not be anyone’s plaything. Nor a prize.
I grew my body, including my penis and balls, until my weight was closer to a gorilla than a humans. I was twice as tall as the average man, my chest leaned over and cast a shadow over her. My ’wand’ was now a ’rod’ and closer to a tree branch than a twig.
I made her suck my length first. She opened up her mouth and stuck out her tongue to welco . Her hot breath hit first, and then I sunk into her wet tongue. She sohow fit the massive rod down her gob.
Fuck, she deepthroated . My knees bent and I moaned for her. Was she an actual expert at sex? Damn, she was still managing to flip the table in her favour.
I pulled out before she could entice to burst down her throat. Losing control was worse than not getting the satisfaction of filling her stomach with my fluids.
I carried her to her bed.
It was no princess carry. I was biting her neck and sucking her tender flesh. I slung an arm around her huge butt and the other groped with her tit like it was a stress toy.
I pushed us onto her bed, crushing her beneath . Soft pillows pressed, and her erect tip grazed across my belly. My entire body engulfed her (due to the magically caused size differences) and physically at least I was dominant.
"Oh yes." She encouraged .
Lood over her, her thick legs pressing into my sides and her arms bent over her head. Her hair sprayed across her bed covers.
I leaned up slightly. I ripped open her dress with superhuman strength and freed her bouncing breasts. The adult woman seed petite in comparison to my new form.
I think I was growling more than speaking. She remained level headed enough to speak.
"Fill ."
Using my shaking hand, I guided my rod to and slipped into her wet hole.
She groaned, but took my length with little resistance. She was used to this size.
Bliss, heady and gripping held my body-mind. All I could feel was from her and all I could think about was her arousing scent, lush body and orgasm-inducing cunt.
She clung to my back, her soft sexy body beneath , "You were so strong and brave." She praised .
I groaned in response to what she was doing to my rod.
"You saved . Take as you please. Fuck harder."
She continued to butter with complints copiously.
She ca first, but I followed in response.
I flooded her with my seed in an bestial need to breed. Without thought I sprayed her insides with my white stuff.
"Yes!" She shouted. "More! Harder!" She demanded.
I straightened my spine, my hands gripping her hips, I continued to pound her.
I had lost control.
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