A Condom Big Enough for a Futa Ch. 07

Damn its been a long time since this one was updated, hasn't it? Well, here's the 7th chapter of A Condom Big Enough For A Futa in all its glory haha. As the last chapter led up to, this chapter involves a meeting between Jasmine and Victoria to learn if they can finally be the person to sexually satisfy the other. Will something more blossom from this? Read to find out!

Tags: hyper cock, futa on female, excessive cum/cum inflation, marathon sex, huge ass, hyper pussy (kinda), muscle futa

Tags are for the story as a whole.

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Happy reading :)

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Victoria stood silently before a plain green door.

She'd just arrived at a complete stranger's house in a neighborhood wholly alien to her, located in a quaint, modest suburb on the outskirts of the city. The Sun shone in the center of the blue sky, half-obscured by a blanketing of white clouds, small gusts of wind rustling the leaves of the trees dotting the sidewalk. Birds chirped, singing the song of nature, filling the air with their pleasant melodies. An unusually nice day for the middle of Winter. The ride she'd paid for drove off as soon as she'd stepped out of the car, leaving her stranded.

Phone clutched tightly in one hand, Victoria contemplated her next course of action. Did she text the owner of the home to let her know she'd made it? Or did she knock like a normal person? What even was 'normal' nowadays? Victoria wasn't normal... was she? She'd gotten ready for this day like anyone else would: a long shower to wash the accumulated grime of the previous day's carnal activities from her bulky body, picking out her best outfit from the few she still owned, checking her appearance in the mirror to make sure she looked presentable - she'd even sent a text letting the woman she was meeting that she was on her way.

This was all normal, right?

What she'd done beforehand might've been normal, but Victoria knew that she wasn't. Dr. Daley had told her as much, hadn't she? Not with a musculature so grandiose that it would make a bodybuilder jealous. Not with a cock that hung down to the floor unless she kept it coiled up and tied to her leg. Not with a pair of balls that quietly gurgled even now, dangling between her legs, its grotesque outline mostly obscured by her dress. No, Victoria wasn't normal.

But apparently the person she'd been 'set-up' with wasn't normal either, or so she'd been told. The details had been scarce, Dr. Daley not divulging the reason she thought that Victoria and this other woman - Jasmine - might be able to help each other, even if only temporarily - but Victoria would take a temporary solution to her seemingly permanent problem. What other choice did she have? Until Dr. Daley discovered the cause of her unique ailment, the answer was 'none' as it were.

Her meeting with the futanari-specialist took place a couple of weeks prior to this day, and it had taken Victoria nearly half as long just to make first contact with Jasmine. She'd occupied her time how she always did: a constant orgy that did little to satiate her sexual appetite. And like before, Victoria was struck by the realization that attempting to alleviate her libido with endless bouts of intercourse was doing more harm than good. So she took the plunge, shooting the number that Dr. Daley had secretly given her a text in hopes that something, anything would come from it.

Here she was.

A corner of her mind whispered to her that this was some kind of trap devised in order to humiliate her - the same voice that had caused her to lose control at the fashion show a few months ago, the one she'd barely resisted the call of in Dr. Daley's office. Steeling herself, Victoria shook her head, her shoulder-length, raven-black locks grazing the sides of her sharp cheekbones and defined jawline, and inhaled deeply, ignoring the cruel words of paranoia fluttering about in her brain; she unclenched her teeth, relaxed her shoulders and quit flexing her immense brawn, her tensed toes unburying themselves from her sandals.

Raising a trembling arm, Victoria folded her thick fingers into a fist, placing them softly against the door; even this simple act made the muscles in her forearm pop, interconnected blue-and-green veins pulsating across her ghostly complexion. Her dark eyes closed as she rapped her knuckles against the hard wooden surface. Victoria held her breath as she listened for the sounds of someone approaching - or any sounds for that matter. She still didn't know quite what to expect from this secretive rendezvous.

Footsteps. Barely audible, but they were there, and they seemed to be approaching her from the other side of the door. A light tapping of feet on a tiled surface. Slow, seemingly hesitantly were how the steps sounded as they were made, growing nearer and nearer. Victoria couldn't hear anything else besides her own stifled breathing and the noises of suburbia playing out behind her. The door shifted, presumably from Jasmine - or whoever might be waiting for her inside - pressing her body against it to look through the peephole.

There was a pause. Then there was a click of a lock being opened. The door handle began to turn. Almost forgetting she hadn't moved her hand from its knocking position, Victoria swiftly dropped it to her side and opened her eyes, softening her features into a neutral expression - something that was becoming harder and harder to do these days. As the door slowly opened, Victoria was presented with the sight of the person she was destined to meet.

Jasmine.

The first thing Victoria noticed about the woman was that she was shorter than her - not that that was entirely unexpected given the futa's taller-than-average height. She lowered her head to look Jasmine in the face, and upon doing so she realized that the owner of this house was older than her; it wasn't by much, maybe half a decade by her own estimations, but it still caught Victoria by surprise. Though she wasn't sure why this was such a shock considering she knew next to nothing about Jasmine, her age included. But there was one thing that was readily apparent, however, and that's that Jasmine was beautiful.

Skin the color of cinnamon, smooth and creamy. Eyes that matched the hue of Victoria's own, but much larger, her lashes long, yet trimmed. Nose on the wide-set side, her lips plump and full, enhanced with a touch of mahogany-shaded lipstick. Jasmine's face was thin, her cheeks high-set, her chin pointed, features fully presented for Victoria's viewing pleasure; she possessed a mass of dark curly hair that was currently pulled back into a tight bun that rested behind her head, a few errant strands hanging against her lobe-studded ears.

Another thing about her that caught Victoria's attention right off the bat was how fit Jasmine was; it wasn't comparable to her level of physical power, but that couldn't be expected of any regular person. A pink, logo-less tank top tightly adorned her torso, clinging to her defined musculature and her moderately-sized bust. Slender shoulders gave way to strong biceps, muscles bulging under her brown-hued skin even while unflexed, and Victoria could just make out a set of abs laying beneath her clothing. Her jean-clad hips appeared to flare out prominently, but Victoria wasn't trying to ogle the woman before they'd ever spoken.

Luckily for her, Jasmine hadn't noticed the acute eyeing because she was engaged in the same activity.

If anything Jasmine was even more taken aback by Victoria's appearance! She was tall and so damn big that Jasmine had to wonder if someone was playing a trick on her. Even the long black dress that Victoria wore did little to hide the robustness of her figure; the sleeves wrapped around her upper arms like plastic wrap, appearing fit to rip at the seams from the mountainous musculature they were trying to contain. One of Victoria's biceps alone looked as thick as Jasmine's waist!

She had larger breasts - larger than Jasmine's average pair for sure - that seemed even bigger due to the amount of muscle protruding behind them. Neck, forearms, and even her hands were gigantic, and though Jasmine had to focus to see it, there seemed to be what looked like a six-pack pushing against the material of Victoria's dress; there even seemed to be something else distending the dark-colored fabric around her groin, Jasmine's heart beating faster at the possibility of what it could be. Not much else could be seen of Victoria's body besides her pale feet hugged by a pair of white sandals.

Once she got over how ridiculously imposing Victoria's physique was, Jasmine looked back to her face. It was hard for her to tell how old she was. Victoria's unevenly-cut hair framed her visage, and Jasmine quickly noticed how severe her features really were; her cheeks were gaunt, her thin pink lips cracked in many places, and her narrow eyes had deep, dark bags under them like Victoria hadn't slept in a week. Jasmine thought she was attractive besides that, but between the splotchy-ness of her ivory complexion and just how worn down she appeared it was clear that she didn't take good care of herself - no matter how much their impressive musculature suggested otherwise.

A heavy silence hung in the air.

"Victoria?" Jasmine cleared her throat, "You were the one texting me, right?"

"Y-Yeah." Victoria grunted, her voice failing her for a moment, "That's me. And you're Jasmine? The person Dr. Daley told me to text?"

"Yep! Good that you found the place alright. Um, would you like to come in?"

"Sure..."

Still not entirely clear about what was going on, Victoria cautiously stepped into the domain of this stranger, Jasmine sliding out of the way to make space for the futanari's broad form. Victoria walked through the entryway, flinching when Jasmine closed the door behind her, a feeling of being trapped inside of the home washing over her; she had no reason to suspect that she would be held against her will, but that same small part of subconscious muttered words of doubt to her all the same. She brushed these off and waited for Jasmine to take the lead.

Victoria kicked off her sandals once she realized that Jasmine was barefoot, leaving them by the entrance. Following behind the older woman, Victoria found herself characteristically distracted by what was in front of her, her eyes pulled away from their studying of the abode's unassuming decor. Jasmine's ass was huge! Even compressed into her jeans as they were, Jasmine carried around a pair of absolutely drool-worthy cheeks, the meaty mounds riding up her backside and jutting from the sides of her hips, clearly visible from her front, the meaty masses obscenely disproportionate compared to the rest of the woman's tight figure.

A surge of arousal shot through Victoria's nether regions, causing her to ball her fists in act of defiance against her libido.

"Would you like to take a seat?" Jasmine asked, motioning to a square table with a chair at each of its sides, "I figure we should talk and uh, figure out everything."

"Uh sure, t-thank you."

Carefully sitting in one of the chairs, Victoria winced as it creaked under her muscled-heft.

"Can I get you anything? Water?"

"N- uh, yeah water would be nice. Thank you."

Her throat suddenly felt very dry!

"Here you are." Jasmine set one glass filled with ice-cold water down in front of Victoria and another where she herself would be sitting. Victoria barely noticed that Jasmine had walked into the small kitchen a few feet away moments earlier, too occupied with restraining the urges of her body, her eyes vacant, distantly staring off into space. She sat up straight once Jasmine had sat down, the situation making her feel as though she was on some kind of blind date.

"So," Jasmine started, tapping her fingers on the side of her glass, "do you know why Dr. Daley told us to meet like this?"

Victoria downed her cup of water in one gulp before responding, Jasmine raising an eyebrow at her guest's nervous behavior.

"I don't. She didn't really tell me anything, besides that we might be able to 'help' each other. I'm guessing she didn't tell you anything either?"

"No. Probably due to like, doctor-patient confidentiality or whatever. She seemed nervous just giving me your number!"

"Yeah, same here."

Pausing, Victoria squinted at Jasmine, trying to make heads or tails of her host.

"Well, if you were seeing Dr. Daley, does that mean you're a futanari too?"

So Victoria was a futanari!

"Uh no," she chuckled with a shake of her head, "no I had an appointment for a different reason. I'm assuming you are, though?"

"Yeah I am." Victoria shifted in her chair uncomfortably, both because it was far too small for her, and because she'd just accidentally revealed something private about herself without meaning to, "But if you're not a futanari then why see Dr. Daley? Was it for fertility or something?"

Jasmine cocked her head at the muscle-bound futa.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have asked, I'm just trying to understa-"

"No, no, you're okay, Victoria," Jasmine waved a hand in the air, "I'm trying to understand everything too. I'm a woman - a CIS woman - and I wasn't there for fertility reasons either."

It was Jasmine's turn to chug her water.

"Um, I have a problem with my uh, my vagina, and I thought that Dr. Daley might be able to help me since she specializes in more, erm..."

She blushed as she trailed off.

"What was the problem?"

"Ah, ah, not so fast!" Jasmine suddenly grinned, leaning over the table, "I told you something about myself, so now it's your turn. Why were you seeing Dr. Daley?"

Victoria's eye twitched.

"Because I'm a futanari - I thought that was obvious."

"Sure, but I don't think she sees patients just for regular check-ups and that sort of thing."

Damn she was good.

"You're right," Victoria nodded, "at least as far as I know. I have an issue with my co- penis and other stuff down there. My whole body, really."

"Like what?"

"Nope," Victoria got to be the smug one this time, a small smile pulling at the corners of her lips, "it's your turn now."

"Ugh fine..."

Jasmine looked away from the futanari.

"My uh 'down there' as you put it, isn't like other women's," the curly-haired woman began to explain, "it's a lot... bigger, I guess. God that sounds so humiliating to say!"

"Bigger? What does that mean?"

"It means it, it, uh..."

Jasmine's features scrunched in annoyance.

"... it means that I'm really damn loose!" She half-shouted this information, her palms pressing hard against the table's surface, "It takes a lot for me to feel pleasure during sex, to feel any kind of satisfaction, to feel anything really. Dr. Daley told me it might be 'cause of a unique condition or something but she wasn't sure."

Victoria sat there stunned, taken aback by both the revelation and Jasmine's outburst.

"I-I see." She stuttered, mustering the courage to reveal her own ailments, "I've never heard of anything like that, but um. But I'm kinda the same way, I guess."

"Oh?"

"I've been... growing recently. Like more than normal for a futanari - at least that's what Dr. Daley told me. My uh, penis and testicles. My muscles. Everything really."

She clenched her fists and grit her teeth.

"And she also thinks it might be some condition or something, but she also wasn't sure about that either."

"I see."

Sitting back in her chair, Jasmine studied Victoria, whose pale cheeks had collected a bit of pink from her explanation, her eyes downcast. The wheels in her mind spun, putting together the puzzle pieces, forming a coherent image of the situation she - they - had found themselves in. They both had conditions that one of the top futanari-specialists in the country couldn't diagnose. They both had problems with their genitalia. They both were told to meet each other for some kind of mysterious mutual-aid. It couldn't be that... could it!?

The longer Jasmine thought about it, the more it made sense. Hell, it was the only thing that made sense - unless Dr. Daley was hoping they'd form some kind of support group. But that didn't seem likely. What she and Victoria were dealing with were very different, but the way that they were linked was just as clear. As expected they didn't hold a cure for each other's issue; no, they held a way to temporarily relieve the stress of said issue instead. The reason that this was happening was so they could have sex!

Jasmine snapped her thighs shut, her cunt giving a needy throb at the thought.

"I... I think I understand now." Jasmine's voice barely rose above a whisper as she spoke, Victoria lifting her head to look at her, "Do you?"

"I don't know. Maybe? But..."

"... you don't want to assume it's that." Jasmine finished her sentence, Victoria's eyes widening, "Yeah, me either, but i-it makes sense. I can't think of what else it could be."

"So..."

"I think so. We're supposed to have sex."

Victoria gulped, but nodded.

"Right. Everything is too small to satisfy you, I keep growing.... Yeah, it does make sense."

Jasmine randomly burst into a fit of laughter.

"What's so funny?"

"I-It's just so ridiculous, you know? Never in a million years did I think that this was the reason Dr. Daley gave me your number! It's like something out of a bad porno!"

Victoria allowed herself a brief chuckle.

"Yeah, you're right. It sounds pretty stupid when you put it like that."

Wiping a tear from her eye, Jasmine fanned her face.

"Sorry, sorry. I couldn't help myself."

"It's cool."

More silence followed, but Victoria broke it first this time.

"So... do you want to?" Victoria questioned, her expression betraying her hopefulness, "I mean, it is the reason I'm here, after all."

"I think we should, yeah." Jasmine nodded, her bottom lip folding into her mouth, "Well... let's at least go to the bedroom so I can see what you're working with with my own eyes. I don't want to waste either of our time. No offense."

She scooted her chair back and stood up.

"What, you don't believe me?"

Victoria hadn't moved an inch.

"Well..."

"What's the biggest you've ever had?"

"Excuse me!?"

"The biggest toy or dick or whatever you've had. Dr. Daley measured me last time I was there, so I know approximately how big I am, more or less."

Jasmine's eyes instinctively attempted to dart towards Victoria's groin, but her view was blocked by the table.

"I've used a toy that was slightly bigger than her but..." the fit woman blushed again, only half-lying, "uh, Dr. Daley's is the biggest real penis I've slept with and it was li-"

She'd begun spreading her hands apart to show the doctor's size, but Victoria stopped her by lurching to her feet.

"Then you're not wasting your time," Victoria grinned, feeling more in her element, "trust me. I know how big she is, and I'm bigger. Much bigger."

Jasmine shuddered, the boldness with which Victoria made her claim leaving little doubt in her mind of its veracity, her underwear growing sodden. As the massive futanari stood in front of her and towered over her, Victoria's beefy arms crossed over her chest, Jasmine glanced at her crotch, left with zero doubts about the identity of what was creasing the fabric between her thighs. If she was even decently more hung than Dr. Daley then Jasmine was in for the time of her life!

Victoria looked down at Jasmine, her lips stretched wide. Her heart beat rapidly in her chest, her smug bravado not as self-assured as she made it out to be; Victoria truly hoped that Jasmine could handle her - assuming that really was Dr. Daley's reasoning for setting them up like this - but she couldn't stop herself from second-guessing whether there was anyone alive who could. She trusted Dr. Daley more than most since the older futanari was one of the few to show her true kindness in recent memory, but even that wasn't enough to assuage her fears.

Simultaneously, Victoria was forced to deal with her other side wanting to come out to play. She could feel it inside her, chomping at the bit to make an appearance, to make Jasmine another toy for her to use and abuse when the mood struck. Resisting the temptation to lose control with all her might, reminding herself that this wasn't an opportunity she could afford to fuck up, Victoria actively waged an internal war within herself, not letting Jasmine onto her emotional struggle. Easier said than done considering she could practically smell the arousal wafting off of the woman!

"So, um, let's g-get going," Jasmine said, her voice quivering, "f-follow me."

"Sure."

The journey to the bedroom felt like it'd went on for hundreds of miles. Jasmine was forced to walk with an awkward gait, lest she risked her allowing her moistened thighs to squelch together, a quick check letting her know there was a damp, dark patch forming on the crotch of her jeans. She ignored the urge to glance back at Victoria - or pounce on her in the middle of a hallway - keeping her head straight and her eyes forward, her arms stiff at her sides. They needed to hurry!

Dealing with the same issue, Victoria forced herself to stare at the ceiling as she followed behind Jasmine, doing everything in her power to keep her eyes off of her enormous ass. Thankfully they made it to the bedroom rather quickly, Jasmine ushering Victoria inside and shutting the door behind her. It was decently large, a queen-sized bed occupying the bulk of the space; besides a plain wardrobe, a floor-length mirror hanging off a wall, and a pile of clothes heaped into a corner, there really wasn't much to look at. Victoria had expected more, for some reason.

Jasmine led Victoria to the bed.

"Uh, we're here, as you can see." Jasmine cringed, feeling stupid as hell for stating the obvious, "S-Sorry, this whole thing feels a bit awkward."

"Yeah it does. Most of my hook-ups don't really go like this."

"Mine either!"

The tension between them could be cut with a knife!

"Oh fuck it!"

Before Victoria could even react, Jasmine stood on her tip-toes and threw her arms around the futa's thick neck. She pressed her mouth into Victoria's and touched their bodies together; it felt like she was hugging a brick wall, her figure utterly dwarfed by the futanari's immensely bulky figure. It took Victoria a moment to respond, a sudden kiss the last thing she'd expected, this day turning out to be filled with a never ending stream of surprises. Her long, thick tongue parted Jasmine's pillowy lips, sliding across her teeth and against the inside of her cheeks.

Putting her hands on Jasmine's hips, Victoria hunched slightly, putting them on a more equal level. Their heads turned back and forth as they made out, Jasmine's tongue meeting Victoria's to dance luridly back and forth and wrap around each other; she really wanted to leap onto the futanari and wrap her legs around her waist - or at least attempt to - but thought better of it. She also didn't want the two of them to collapse onto the floor!

Instead, Jasmine tried to direct Victoria to the bed next to them, gently tugging on her neck, hoping that the futanari would understand her intentions - there was no possible way she'd actually be able to move her! It took a second for Victoria to get the picture, too caught up in kissing another person like this for what might've been the first time ever, but she eventually lowered the both of them, twisting their bodies so that she would be the one to land on the bed, Jasmine kneeling on her lap.

Jasmine moved her face away from Victoria's to breathe.

"Sorry if that was too forward of me," she apologized, looking into Victoria's eyes, "I hope you don't mind. I just couldn't help myself!"

"I uh, I don't mind." Victoria admitted, her cheeks rosy, "I mean it's what we're here for, isn't it?"

"Sure, but we're gonna be doing a lot more than kissing!"

But kiss they did. Jasmine returned her lips to Victoria's, her head raised slightly higher than the futa's. Bracing herself on Victoria's mountainous shoulders, Jasmine spread her legs across her pillar-esque thighs, lowering her groin. Victoria continued supporting the woman by her waist, her hands wrapping nearly halfway around her torso, her legs spread to make room for her oversized package; even while sitting on the bed like she was Victoria could feel her cock and balls press against the bed's frame, pulsating, begging their owner for the chance to be unleashed.

Jasmine made the first move towards progressing this intimate meet-up, something Victoria was altogether unused to; she was caught completely off guard when Jasmine began to kiss and nibble on her wide neck, her body tensing. Victoria was definitely accustomed to having a bevy of worshipers touching every inch of her figure - or at least the parts she allowed them to touch - but there was something different about the way Jasmine was acting. She hadn't succumbed to Victoria's so-called 'spell' that the members of her little harem seemed to under, yet here Jasmine was, showing her a kind of lurid attention that she struggled to understand.

As she sat there, frozen in place, body tensed, her mind reeling from a lack of comprehension, Jasmine peppered her tough flesh with her lips, tongue, and teeth. Victoria's grip on her waist tightened when she felt Jasmine pull at her dress, attempting to find some kind of handhold on the too-small garment; her efforts proved fruitless, Victoria's dress far too tight for its fabric to have any give. She allowed Jasmine to struggle for a bit longer, before deciding that she was the one in control of this situation.

Shimmying her hands up Jasmine's sides, she pinched her tank top between her fingers and lifted it up, undressing her newest lover. Jasmine removed her own mitts from Victoria's dress to raise her arms into the air, letting the futanari strip her; Victoria tossed the pink garment to the floor, unveiling the curly-haired woman's bra-encased bust. Pawing at them, Victoria groped her pleasantly-proportioned breasts while Jasmine reached behind her back to unhook her black brassiere.

The moment Jasmine's bra fell from her chest Victoria's mouth was all over her small brown nipples, her fingers digging into the waistband of her jeans. Humping needily against Victoria's abs, Jasmine moaned passionately, one arm cradling the futa's head, her other hand busy unbuttoning the front of her jeans, desperate to get the show on the road. Victoria sucked on Jasmine's hard nubs ravenously, pushing her tits against her face at the same time, leaving trails of slobber across her slightly-lighter-shaded areolas.

Victoria didn't understand what had gotten into her!

This was not the way she generally treated her partners even when she was in the best of moods! Usually she went straight to sex as soon as possible, caring little for the person she was going to fuck's pleasure. But something about Jasmine - and this odd situation - was different. Perhaps it was due to the fact that Jasmine may turn out to be her actual equal when it came to sexual ability that had something to do with, or maybe it was because Victoria was purposefully reeling in her libido, at least for the time being. Whatever the reason, Victoria found herself enjoying this slower form of intimacy.

Once Jasmine had pushed her underwear and jeans halfway down her thighs Victoria cupped her gigantic ass in her strong hands, and began lifting her off her lap; she kneaded the pliable mounds of fat in her meaty fingers, running her palms across their velvety, wider-than-her-waist-each expanse. Jasmine grabbed onto Victoria's skull with both arms to support herself, staring down at the futa in shock as her body neared the ceiling. Kissing down her flat, muscle-striated abdomen, Victoria made her way towards her lover's crotch, her thick tongue leaving a wet trail across Jasmine's torso.

She took a moment to admire the landing-strip of curly pubes Jasmine had shaven into her groin, her eyes following it straight to the woman's cunt. Victoria suffered a brief bout of confusion when she laid eyes on Jasmine's sex, and not because it looked as enormous as she'd been told it would, but for the opposite reason - her pussy didn't appear to be any different than any other Victoria had ever seen! Jasmine's lower-lips were plump, darkened from arousal and her clit was slightly larger than average, but despite being utterly soaked in her feminine fluids it was as normal as any other she'd fucked.

Was Victoria being deceived!?

Giving Jasmine the benefit of the doubt for the time being, Victoria licked her lips and dove straight in. Her tongue slapped against Jasmine's clitoris, coaxing squeals of ecstasy from her throat, her hips bucking against Victoria's face. After only a few seconds of pleasuring Jasmine with her mouth, the futanari's features were inundated with a splash of girl-cream, warm liquid spritzing from the dark-skinned woman's cunt against Victoria's chin and cheeks, rivulets flowing down her neck. Had Jasmine really just orgasmed that easily?

Regardless if she had or not, Victoria repeatedly lapped at her clit for another minute or so before moving her focus elsewhere. She darted her tongue into Jasmine's folds, spreading her labia with her meaty mouth-appendage, proceeding to wiggle it through her inner-walls; Jasmine screeched even louder when she felt the futa's thick tongue bury itself into her cunt, her legs half-flailing, impeded by her jeans. Victoria's features were flooded with squirted-affections once again, her nostrils clogged by the liquid-arousal.

Though Victoria didn't give her partners oral-attention often, she was still quite adept at performing the salacious act. Quickly discovering the location of Jasmine's G-Spot, Victoria slithered her tongue against it, drawing the woman in closer to her using her grip on her backside, mashing her face into her crotch; she stimulated Jasmine's sex with a fervor she couldn't recall showing to anyone else, adding to her internal confusion about this whole thing. Where was this passion coming from!?

There was such a ridiculous volume of cunt juice gushing from Jasmine's folds that Victoria was forced to drink it all down, her cheeks bulging with the sticky fluid. She chugged the liquid gluttonously, filling her stomach with it, just as much pouring down her throat as splashed across her features. Victoria still wasn't sure if Jasmine had climaxed or not, or if she was experiencing one extensive orgasm this entire time, but she persisted in her pussy-pleasing all the same, ignoring the rumbling in her testicles and the bucking of her member against its straining strap.

Or at least she did until Jasmine begged her to stop!

"F-Fuck, Victoria, wait wait wait!" She howled, her biceps flexing as she attempted to push Victoria's face from her mound, "I-I need to - fuck you're good at that - I..."

Victoria removed her head from between Jasmine's thighs and glanced up at her.

"What's wrong?" Victoria sneered, lowering Jasmine, "Too many orgasms for you to handle?"

"No, not quite. J-Just let me down and I'll explain!"

Befuddled for the umpteenth time that day, Victoria begrudgingly did as she was told, and set Jasmine down in front of her.

"Thank you. Holy fuck I needed that!"

"If it was so good then why did you make me stop?"

Jasmine took a moment to catch her breath, her brow dotted with sweat, her chest heaving.

"Because I want- no, I need to see your cock now. I can't fuckin' take it anymore - I'm fucking dripping over here! T-Trade places with me."

"So it wasn't from cumming too much?"

"I... I didn't cum." Jasmine shamefully admitted, "You were really fucking good at eating me out, don't get me wrong, but I can only orgasm from actual sex. I think it's because of my condition..."

Victoria frowned.

"Then what do you call all of this!?"

She motioned towards her face, arms, and the front of her dress, all of which were saturated in Jasmine's juices.

"That's just how I am. I always get this wet whenever I'm horny. I-I can't really control it."

Victoria felt an unexpected pang of sympathy for Jasmine come over her.

"Uh, alright. So you want me to stand up and strip for you?"

"Please. It'll give me a chance to recover - and it'll also be a chance to see if you're really as big as you say you are!"

"You won't be disappointed."

Once again Victoria's cockiness sent a surge of arousal barreling through Jasmine, her thighs twitching around her leaky cunt. She waited until the futa stood up and moved out of the way before taking her place on the bed, shucking off her skin-sticking underwear and jeans; Victoria noticed something peculiar sticking out of Jasmine's discarded clothing now that they were on the floor, a white object that looked distinctly like a feminine-hygiene product - but she didn't comment on it. Spreading her legs, Jasmine casually rubbed at her sodden sex while she admired the sheer enormity of Victoria's physique as she strolled towards the center of the room.

Turning to look at her host, Victoria suddenly found herself feeling incredibly awkward. Never before had anyone ever asked - no, told her - to undress for them; she was always already naked when things got hot and heavy, stripping only when she felt like it. Why was this bothering her so much? Was it because she felt like a stranger in her own body? Or was it because Jasmine treated her in a way that no one else ever had? Victoria almost felt as though she was being challenged, something she was altogether unused to.

"What's wrong? Nervous?" Jasmine half-teased, a weary grin touching her painted-lips, "I thought you were gonna show me the biggest cock I've ever seen!"

Her mental line of inquiry lasted for longer than was appropriate, apparently!

"I am!" Victoria growled, puffing out her chest, "I was just distracted by the slut fingering herself to my body!"

"Mmm I am a slut, aren't I? Save that dirty talk for when we're having sex, hot stuff, for now I want to see a show!"

Victoria snorted.

"Fine. Let's just get this over with."

"Sounds good to me!"

Shooting a glare at Jasmine before doing anything else, Victoria steadied her breathing, stifling the rage boiling over inside of her, her cock automatically twitching against its restraint from her anger. This was not how someone like her was treated! Reaching behind herself, struggling against her monstrous bulk to do so, she untied the strings laced up at the back of her dress, the cloth-ties already half-pulled apart from trying to connect around her wide form. Once they were all undone she grabbed at the neckline of her dress and started the arduous process of pulling it over her many hills of protruding muscle, trying her damndest not to destroy one of the few outfits she owned that still fit her.

Jasmine's eyes immediately darted towards Victoria's bare feet, intent on not missing a second of the big reveal. Her breathing grew more and more rapid the higher the futa's dress was raised, the anticipation fucking killing her! Victoria's thick ankles were unveiled first, then her face-sized shins, their muscles bulging out incredibly far just from holding the rest of her massive weight up; it wasn't until the hem of the black dress reached Victoria's knees did Jasmine nearly pass out from shock, her thoughts racing a million miles a minute, her brain trying to comprehend what it was being shown.

Dipping right below her kneecap was the tip of Victoria's scarlet glans, pulsating visibly against the side of her leg. Jasmine's eyes nearly popped out of her socket from the sight of it alone! It was practically twice as girthy as her biggest dildo, and it only seemed to stretch wider the nearer it got to its flared corona, something Jasmine would observe soon once Victoria's had slipped off enough of her dress. If the length of her cock matched the brutal thickness of her crown then Jasmine was about to be in Heaven!

The head gave way to the shaft, which possessed a complexion much darker than its owner's. Veins larger than Jasmine's fingers riddled Victoria's member, only a few patches of unblemished, stretched-taut skin existing between the throbbing arteries. Her cock maintained an equal circumference to her glans, making it at least as thick as one of Jasmine's powerful thighs, giving Victoria a seriously three-legged look. And more and more dick just kept coming as Victoria's dress crested her boulder-esque thighs.

But it was here that Jasmine noticed something weird - something weird and arousing!

About half a foot up Victoria's shaft there seemed to be some kind of restraint holding her cock to her leg. Jasmine nearly asked the futa why she used it before the answer swiftly revealed itself: Victoria's appendage wasn't hanging straight down from her crotch! No, it was bent and partially wrapped around itself, bundled up like a coil of rope. It took Jasmine a long moment to even realize that's what she was seeing, her vision totally consumed by a mass of meat more marvelous than any she'd ever even fantasized about before!

Jasmine was completely distracted by her attempts at estimating just how humongous Victoria's cock truly was. Her eyes traced the criss-crossing length again and again, memorizing every detail she could, her jaw dropping lower and lower, Jasmine's cunt squirting even when her masturbation stopped from just how stunned she was by what she was witnessing. Victoria's out-of-this-world extremity blew her mind in every manner possible, from its endless length to its pussy-splitting girth, and Jasmine hadn't even taken a moment to gawk at the other part of the hyper-hung futanari's genitalia.

She almost missed Victoria's balls entirely, mostly hidden behind her winding member as they were - but it quickly became clear to her that they deserved just as much admiration! Her scrotum drooped all the way down to just above her knees, and spanned from leg-to-leg, wrinkles, veins, and wiry black hairs covering its surface. Inside of this expansive pouch hung a pair of colossal testicles, each one brimming with an unmatched volume of virility, Jasmine half-convinced she could hear the larger-than-her-head-sized spheres brewing up a fresh batch of sperm in real time.

Then Victoria threw her dress to the floor, bent over, and undid the strap keeping her cock contained.

If she was capable of such, Jasmine would've climaxed right then and there - which meant she still gushed a waterfall of pussy juice all over her thighs, the front of the bed, and the carpet, the torrent lasting for dozens of seconds. She exploded with such fervor because once Victoria freed her cock it flopped to the floor, her glans landing with an audible thud, her shaft finally straightening out. Jasmine had to stop herself from fainting as she was struck by a bout of light-headedness, her vision blurry, her breathing stopping altogether - she didn't feel worthy enough to look upon something so divine!

Victoria's cock was long enough to touch the floor. Victoria's cock was thick enough to be mistaken for one of her legs. Victoria's cock was all that and more, and, if Jasmine had to guess, it was all that and more while flaccid! Her balls looked like they produced enough cum to impregnate every woman in the world a dozen times over. The veins marbling her member must've supplied enough life-giving essence to fill a blood bank. And all of it was attached to a futanari that Jasmine had found herself oddly attracted to before seeing what hung from her crotch.

Even during Jasmine's most perverse, mindless masturbation marathons did she fail to picture something as perfect as what she was seeing now.

Where had Victoria been all her life!?

"Cat got your tongue?" Victoria chuckled, taking a step towards Jasmine, "What, is it not big enough for you? Or is there another reason you haven't said anything?"

Body trembling, Jasmine slowly raised her head to gaze into the eyes of the person addressing her. It was only now that she took the time to ogle the rest of Victoria's body, the futanari's figure just as impressive as she'd imagined. Thighs made of marble-hard sinew. Abs like a set of six - that verged on eight - protruding bricks, jutting so far from her stomach Jasmine felt as though she could walk up them like stairs. Breasts much larger than her own, topped with surprisingly delicate, pink nipples. Victoria's biceps even appeared to be twice as big as when they were sleeved, like her dress had been restricting her actual musculature.

There were other things Jasmine noticed about her as well. Victoria was surprisingly hairy, something she didn't see often on women or futa alike - not that she had much experience with the latter. An untamed patch of black fur covered her crotch above the base of her groin-occupying cock, and there were similar tufts of pubes creeping out from armpits. She didn't seem to have an ounce of fat on her body besides her breasts, which were stunningly full and feminine; whenever Jasmine came across a female bodybuilder in her line of work their chest was almost always entirely just pecs.

Given her profession and her lifestyle, Jasmine appreciated Victoria's physique immensely. She might've considered it to be a little extreme beforehand, but now that she'd learned just what the futanari was packing, Jasmine thought Victoria's mighty brawn fit her well. Victoria's face was gorgeous as well, despite how haggard she looked, a head-turning beauty hidden beneath her hardened exterior. Jasmine couldn't imagine a potentially better partner than Victoria for this sexual rendezvous.

She wiped a sliver of drool from her lips.

"H-How big is it?"

"Right now? Three feet or so - but it gets bigger when it's hard."

Three fucking feet!?

"How i-is that...?" Jasmine shook her head, "Wait, it can actually get hard?"

"Yeah, my size isn't just for show!" Victoria boasted, giving her hips a shake, her cock whipping back and forth between her legs, Jasmine's head following its movement closely, "So, you haven't told me what you think yet. Should I leave, or do I meet your lofty standards!?"

Jasmine stared at her reverently.

"You're everything I've ever wanted."

There was something about the way Jasmine spoke that gave Victoria pause. It sounded like she actually meant it, like the words weren't formed purely from uncontrollable lust, but from something deeper, like it came from Jasmine's heart. Victoria's features softened. Her fingers curled into her palms, and she had to resist the desire to bring her hands to her chest, to shield herself from the longing look Jasmine gave her. She didn't like this feeling.

Why wasn't Jasmine looking at her like she was some kind of sexual monster? Why wasn't there a trace of fear behind her eyes? Why was she acting like this? This wasn't the way people behaved around her! Victoria nearly took a step backwards, a sense of foreboding plunging into the pit of her stomach. What was happening to her?

Before Victoria could make sense of what she was feeling, Jasmine slid off the edge of the bed and dropped into the squat, her juice-dripping-cunt hovering right above the stained carpet. Carefully, she fell forward onto her hands and knees, her eyes still locked with Victoria's. Jasmine began crawling over to the futa, her figure shaking seductively, her pillowy cheeks wiggling enticingly with each purposeful movement; even this was different for Victoria, Jasmine clearly in control of her actions and not simply dragging herself to the object of her desire like a zombie. Victoria didn't move a muscle, paralyzed in place.

Jasmine slinked towards Victoria, never averting her gaze. Juices spilled from her pussy, leaving a series of puddles in her wake - but Victoria barely noticed the salacious sight. She barely ogled Jasmine's gorgeous visage or her colossal mounds clapping loudly behind her. Victoria couldn't stop staring into her eyes, the feeling akin to what she assumed being hypnotized was like. So lost in Jasmine's deep wells of brown she was, she practically forgot her reason for being there.

When Jasmine reached Victoria, she kneeled obediently before her.

"Can I touch it?"

For some reason the question caught Victoria off guard.

"Yeah," her tone was so soft it didn't sound like she was the one speaking, "go ahead."

"Thank you."

Victoria watched as Jasmine raised her trembling arms. She extended her hands towards Victoria's floor-length endowment, then suddenly stopped before the tips of her fingers grazed the monstrously thick shaft; she flinched, like the idea of touching it would finally confirm that it was real - like it was a truth she wasn't sure if she could handle knowing. Eyes closing, Jasmine nodded at no one in particular, and reached out once more. This time she didn't pause.

They moaned in sync with each other when her fingers brushed against the drooping serpent. The touch electrified Victoria, snapping her back to reality - for Jasmine it was something else entirely. Victoria's cock was hot against her skin, so much so that it felt like her flesh had been seared by the molten temperature; Jasmine's felt as though this contact between them warmed her very being, like she had found the one thing that would solve all of her problems. She felt fulfilled.

Less hesitantly, Jasmine ran her palms across the front of Victoria's trunk, marveling at the webbing of veins that pulsed against her hands. Trying to get a feel for the futanari's size, she danced her fingers up and down the elephantine shaft, one heading towards its base, the other directed at Victoria's glans; Jasmine struggled to wrap her head around the fact that anything attached to a human could be so gigantic! She opened her eyes again, and she felt as though she might cry, a storm of emotion raging inside of her.

It was real, and it was here for her.

Gliding both hands down to the tip, Jasmine heaved the scarlet crown off the carpet, her hands hooked under its flare. An odd sense of familiarity came over her as she lifted Victoria's member, one that made her think of working out at the gym - the futa's cock was practically as heavy as the dumbbells she regularly curled! Folding the bestial shaft in half, Jasmine brought Victoria's lower-head level with her own, gawking in amazement at how comparable they were; Victoria's urethra was so cavernous that it was basically like her glans had a mouth of its own!

Her tongue extended slowly from her lips, Jasmine craning her neck forward. She swiped her tongue across Victoria's piss-slit, her taste buds immediately blasted by a burst of flavor; it was so virile, so potent, so musky that it caused Jasmine to drool involuntarily, her mouth flooding with saliva, forcing the next moan she exhaled to come out as a gurgle. Victoria's cock reacted in turn, lurching lightly towards Jasmine's face, her glans bopping the bottom-heavy woman on the nose.

This tap briefly knocked Jasmine from her lust-induced trance, and seemed to clear her sinuses at the same time. She was suddenly aware of the aroma radiating from Victoria's genitalia. How did she not notice it before!? The scent was what Jasmine could only describe as pure sex, like if someone had bottled up every different aroma that intimacy provided, enhanced each one, and then sprayed it directly up her nostrils; cock, sweat, pussy - Victoria's miasma was made up of each of those and more. A splattering ruckus echoed through the room, the puddle between Jasmine's knees expanding.

Dazed, Jasmine pulled Victoria's glans back to her mouth once more. While there was obviously not a chance in hell she'd ever be able to actually suck the futanari's enormity, that didn't mean she couldn't use her oral-talents to stimulate it in other ways. Stretching her jaw as wide as she could, she inserted as much of Victoria's reddened helmet between her lips, little more than half of the giant tip fitting into her maw. She suckled on it initaly, deep mewls of happiness vibrating in her throat.

Slipping her tongue into Victoria's gaping urethra, Jasmine made-out with the opening in her cum-cannon just like she had the futa's mouth. Swirling her mouth-muscle in circles, scraping it against the inner-walls of Victoria's glans, Jasmine was treated to an even stronger flavor-blast, her senses overwhelmed; it was like she could taste the leftover sperm sticking to the depths of Victoria's cum-tunnel, her cheeks tingling and eyes watering. She could suck this dick all day - that was if she didn't also want to get fucked so badly!

Victoria watched quietly.

How was it that even the way Jasmine attempted to suck her dick was different!? Despite the carnally-contorted expression she wore, she seemed totally in control of her actions, not throwing herself at Victoria's cock like a ravenous animal, but not cowering away from it either. And the way she worked her tongue! Jasmine might've been the most skilled cock-sucker that Victoria had ever had the pleasure of knowing, and that was saying a lot! She managed to both nurse on the tip of her tip and dig her tongue into her urethra simultaneously, her hands squeezing alternating sections of her shaft as well. Victoria could feel her cock awakening from its slumber much quicker than it usually did!

Yet as her arousal grew, so did her anger. Taking slow, steady breaths, she tried to combat these conflicting emotions, focusing on the former while burying the latter; she'd practiced doing this ever since she nearly lost complete control at the hospital with mixed results. Victoria focused on the euphoric sensation of Jasmine's expert handling of her cock, rather than the booming of her heart. She tried to let the rest of her body relax as well, fighting off the throbbing in her muscles and that damnable voice returning through a crack in her mind. What did she have to be furious about when things were going so well?

She looked at Jasmine's cock-warped face, the curly-haired woman beautiful even while performing fellatio; this too was new to Victoria, as she rarely gave a shit about how attractive someone was or not as long as they were the one thing that mattered to her: if they were fuckable. It was like she was seeing everything with newfound clarity, that she was just learning that the way she normally viewed people was not the right way - and she nearly felt disgusted with herself for only realizing this now!

Stop, don't lose your temper!

Shaking her head, Victoria turned her focus to Jasmine's other qualities. How toned her figure was. How supple her breasts were. How absolutely enormous her ass was. The way she was sitting caused her pumpkin-comparable cheeks to rest on the back of her calves and feet, obscuring them completely with their absurd rotundness. Victoria also could make out - as well as hear - the constant leakage of fluids from Jasmine's cunt, the carpet darkening around her, her mocha-hued complexion glistening from the dewy droplets clinging to her skin.

Ogling Jasmine only heightened Victoria's arousal. Her member twitched in Jasmine's hands and against her mouth, and her testicles rumbled between her legs as her package came to life. She felt her urethra swell as a lazy ball of precum rolled up its length, the dense orb of sperm fattening her cock. Grunting, Victoria's abs flexed as she forced out that plume of ball-brew, Jasmine's eyes - and cheeks - bulging the moment her mouth was filled with the virile concoction, swallowing furiously to chug down the viscous shot of she-pre.

Victoria stepped away from her partner.

"You're gonna need the room, trust me," she muttered when Jasmine glanced up at her in confusion, "and don't worry, I'm not going anywhere!"

Nodding around the mushroom-shaped-monster splitting her lips, Jasmine returned to her salacious duty as Victoria continued to backpedal, her eyes following the futa until she bumped into the wall. Even with the additional distance Victoria's cock managed to stretch between them while possessing some amount of slack, the center of her shaft drooping into a U-shape, letting Jasmine know that she had dick to spare! Shuffling backwards on her knees, Jasmine moved away from her guest until her member had totally straightened out; her eyes nearly rolled into the back of her head when she witnessed how massive a thirty-six inch appendage really was!

Slurping sloppily on Victoria's cock-topper, Jasmine repeatedly drank down the sperm seeping out of her urethra, her stomach already full of the sticky substance, the same flavor from before intensifying ten-fold; if she didn't know any better she would've been scared that her mouth might end up pregnant! She ran her hands across the length of the tremendously thick, veiny shaft in her reach, able to feel it lengthen and bloat against her palms. Jasmine just couldn't get enough of Victoria's appendage!

Switching things up, she unhooked her lips from the meaty glans, using her tongue to lick up any precum she missed. Rolling her tongue across the blood-colored expanse of tough flesh, Jasmine lifted Victoria's member higher, her head ducking under it; she took a minute to appreciate the steady engorgement of the bulky tube running under the futa's shaft, curious to see what it would look like when Victoria achieved an orgasm. The thought sent another spritzing of girl-cream down her thighs.

Crawling under the hardening pillar casting a long shadow over her body, Jasmine giggled quietly when she noticed that she couldn't actually see Victoria's face anymore, most of the view of her muscle-heavy figure blocked by the ludicrous circumference of her hyper-sized extremity. It was as absurd as it was hot! Jasmine nuzzled her face against the underside of the artery-riddled monstrosity, slovenly inhaling Victoria's heady musk without an ounce of shame like she was openly declaring her admiration for the gigantic futanari's genitalia.

She couldn't get over how God damn perfect it was!

"God I want this inside of me," she whispered between pecks on Victoria's shaft, "as soon as it gets hard she better fuck me!"

Jasmine made her way down Victoria's endless length inches at a time, her hands cradling whatever portion of the cock was hovering above her. Knees splashing through the puddles of pussy juice she left under her, she did what she could to get her lover - one she hoped would be sticking around if everything went well - erect, using her well-earned brawn to jerk Victoria's member, her tongue and lips working in tandem to leave a wet trail of her affection across her magnificent endowment.

Behind her, a steady plopping noise rang out, Jasmine not needing to turn her head to know what was making the sound - but she did anyway! She purred as she watched fist-sized drops of precum drip from Victoria's cockhead, the liquid virility piling up on the carpet, rising from the lake of cunt-slop she herself had created. There was so fucking much of it! Looking ahead once more, Jasmine eyed the source of the progeny; Victoria's testicles hanging gravidly in their strained sack, seemingly sitting lower than when she'd last looked upon their glory like they were actively weighing down her scrotum from the volume of sperm they'd churned.

That would be her next destination!

Victoria, for her part, simply leaned back against the wall and basked in the worshiping of her monolith. Not bothering to aid Jasmine in getting her cock hard, her arms pressed against her sides, she instead decided to see just what the bottom-heavy woman was capable of, making this whole thing a test of sorts; she was also fearful of what would happen if she let her sex drive run wild too quickly, understanding that things would proceed how they normally did when she got horny in another's presence if that happened. Staving off that inevitable outcome for as long as possible would be best.

Still, she enjoyed Jasmine's ministrations, constantly astounded by the attention she showered her cock with. Victoria figured that she was making her way towards her cum-factories, and she was all too fine with that happening; considering her mega-thick appendage was far, far too girthy to suck properly, she'd learned that having her balls played with felt just as amazing! Spreading her legs further apart, Victoria was forced to make room for her expanding testicles, her trembling sperm-packed globes growing larger the hornier she got - and the growth was just starting!

Unable to observe much of Jasmine's form besides her tremendously fat ass-cheeks jutting out from under her shaft, Victoria concentrated on the sensational touch of the curly-haired woman's hands and mouth. Watching her own cock harden, Victoria's studied its development closely, having not done so in recent memory; it seemed impossible even to her own eyes that she could get this gigantic - and start out so huge in the first place - her extra organ enlarging again and again in every direction, bloating to a ridiculous degree.

Veins stretched farther across her shaft, fattening with blood, protruding from her cock-flesh. The skin on her member darkened from tip to base, giving it a grotesque, nearly black coloration. It swelled outward and extended forward, consuming all the space on her hairy crotch and occupying more and more of Jasmine's bedroom. Precum poured from her glans without pause, spilling onto the carpet, making a mess of her host's personal sanctuary - and Victoria didn't need to glance at her balls to know they were sagging closer to the floor!

Why wouldn't her cock and balls stop growing?

"Oh fuck!" Victoria hissed once she felt Jasmine reach her scrotum, her lust returning to the forefront of her brain, "Yeah, lick my balls, slut. Feel all the sperm inside of them? I'm gonna dump all of it into your womb!"

Jasmine tried to reply, but her mouth was so stuffed with sack-skin that she couldn't say much of anything at all.

As soon as she'd finished her journey, Jasmine had buried her head between the pair of swollen sperm-spheres, opening her mouth to gobble up a portion of the ponderous pouch in the process. Her skull was utterly enveloped by wrinkled expanse of sagging skin, Victoria's taunts scarcely audible to her clogged ears. Snorting, Jasmine inhaled Victoria's musk even more deeply than when she'd sniffed her cock, fogging up her brain with the futanari's powerful essence, her eye sockets brimming with tears. She gave a muffled moan into Victoria's scrotum.

Clutching a testicle in each hand, her fingers not even coming close to covering a fraction of the cum-churners' acreage, Jasmine pressed them against the side of her face, suffocating herself in the hairy folds of flesh. Sucking on Victoria's sack, she filled her cheeks with the drooping skin, so much of it flowing into her maw that it entered her gullet, causing her to deepthroat the futanari's scrotum! Swishing the section of Victoria's ball-bag around with her tongue, spit pouring down her chin, she treated it just like she would an actual cock - a cock that wasn't as unnaturally monstrous as the one towering above her!

She pulled back to take a breath, her features drenched in sweat of her own make and the droplets she'd mopped up from Victoria's junk. Taking a moment to allow herself to be in awe of the wrecking balls in front of her, Jasmine licked her lips hungrily, eyeing Victoria's seed-producers like a four-course meal. Jasmine grappled with one of the growing testicles, using both hands to wrestle it towards her face - she'd lifted weights lighter than this!

Pressing the chosen-testicle against the wall of its sack, Jasmine suctioned her lips towards it, contorting her face into a whorish-visage. She whipped her tongue across its quaking shape, nearly convinced she could feel the sperm swimming around inside of it, the gurgling she thought she'd heard early now vibrating her skull in full surround sound; in her eyes Victoria really was a paragon of virility, the one person in this world Jasmine was convinced could give her all the cum and cock she'd ever need.

Alternating between the titanic globes, Jasmine gave each an equal amount of attention, slobbering all over them until they were as soaked as her face was; though they still weren't as wet as her pussy, her sex transformed into a literal fountain of her liquid-arousal. Jasmine was tempted to reach down between her thighs to touch herself, but was far too preoccupied with the task at hand, her worship of Victoria's temple of virility taking precedence. Though fingering herself did cause an idea to enter her mind...

... futanari had pussies too, didn't they?

Wanting to find out for herself, Jasmine first had to figure out how she was going to reach behind Victoria's balls. Just holding one up was exhausting as hell! Dividing her focus, Jasmine used one arm to cradle a single testicle, hugging it to herself like she would a bag of groceries, her other snaking under the futa's sack. She continued to pepper the one cum-factory with oral-affection while she blindly searched for Victoria's feminine sex, her hand extending farther between the raven-haired futanari's tree-trunk thighs.

Jasmine was incredibly excited by the prospect of being able to pleasure both of her partner's genitalia simultaneously. Leaning deeper into Victoria's wrinkled folds, her ass lifting from her heels, she was finally able to reach behind the futa's scrotum, her fingers touching down on where it connected to her body; she slid them in the direction of Victoria's ass, knowing - for obvious reasons - that if she wasn't completely off the mark she'd find what she was searching for. Right as she felt the tips of her digit graze what felt like Victoria's labia, something suddenly barreled into her, sending her flying backwards.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing!?"

The question was roared with so much volume that it seemed to shake the very foundation of the house!

"W-What do you m-mean?" Jasmine sat up to see that Victoria had snapped her thighs together, her balls now in front of her knees, her haggard countenance twisted by unbridled rage, "I-I was trying to make you feel goo-"

"You don't get to touch me there." Victoria's voice dripped with venomous malice as she took a step towards Jasmine, her fully-erect member bouncing in front of her, "No one touches me there. Ever. Do you understand what I'm saying!?"

Jasmine didn't realize she'd set something off inside of Victoria by trying to finger her, but now understood she was apparently paying the price for her ignorance.

"Y-Yes! Yes! I do! I'm sorry, I didn't know that you didn't like being touched there!"

Turning her hips to the side so her massive log of meat didn't impede her path, Victoria squatted down and darted one of her giant hands out towards Jasmine, an evil grin twisting her lips. Jasmine flinched and cried out, kicking her feet against the carpet - almost driving her heel into Victoria's floor-extending scrotum - and scooted away from the futa until her back slammed into the frame of her bed. She threw an arm over her face and clamped her eyes shut, her arousal replaced entirely by horror.

But nothing happened.

Peeking an eye open, Jasmine was met by the sight of Victoria's meaty paw hovering inches away from her head, trembling violently. Squinting, she gazed across the powerfully-pulsating map of veins running up the futanari's muscle-flexing arm to her face. What she saw didn't make any sense. Victoria's visage was still contorted by seemingly bloodthirsty rage, but her eyes told a different story. They screamed precisely two words, and the two words they screamed louder than Victoria's voice ever could were... help me.

Jasmine watched Victoria's entire demeanor slowly change. Her hatred-warped expression vanished. Her arm retracted. Her body retreated in on itself. The one thing that didn't change were her quivering eyes that still begged for a savior. Victoria's head dropped as she lifted her palms to her face; she stared at her own hands like they were alien to her. Like they belonged to someone else. Like everything that just happened was out of her control. She stood up and backed away from Jasmine, her head shaking in disbelief.

She stared at Victoria for a long time, beginning to calm when she realized she was no longer in any danger; Jasmine maintained a defensive position however, unsure of what had just happened, her legs curled against her stomach, her hand blocking her face. Her breathing slowed, as did her heart rate, her terror dissipating. As she collected herself, Jasmine took another long look at Victoria, trying to make sense of her violent outburst, trying to understand how such a small act could set the menacing giant off to such an extreme degree.

Victoria didn't even look like the same person who had nearly assaulted her only minutes ago. She looked... she looked terrified, almost as much as Jasmine herself had, and of the same thing: herself. Gone was the confident, hyper-hung mountain of muscle, replaced by what Jasmine could only see as a lost child, desperate to find someone who would guide them to safety. Jasmine could feel nothing but pity for Victoria.

Good Lord, what happened to this futa!?

"I'm s-s-sor-" Victoria stuttered out of the blue before she stood back up, "I'll just... I'll just go."

Jasmine lowered her arm.

"Is... is everything okay? What was all that?"

Victoria half-turned away, but paused.

"I just don't like being touched there, okay? That's all."

There had to be more to it.

"Um, okay," Jasmine got to her feet, careful not to slip on her own secretions, "then, I'm sorry for doing that without your permission. Really. I didn't mean to offend you - I had no idea it would upset you so much."

"It's fine." Victoria grit her teeth, "I'll just grab my dress and leave. Forget about the whole thing."

"Wait."

Jasmine cautiously walked towards Victoria.

"You don't have to go."

She put an unsure hand on the futa's muscle-bound back.

"We can uh, we can keep going if you want." She spoke, sounding unsure of herself.

"Are... are you sure?" Victoria studied Jasmine, her neck craning to look back at her, "After all that, you still want to have sex?"

"I mean, yeah." Jasmine chuckled, "Look, I won't lie, that was scary as shit, but at least now I know what not to do to set you off like that. Besides..."

She looked from her own naked body to Victoria's.

"... who knows when I- when either of us will get this chance again. We might be just what each other needed. I mean, that is if you're still in the mood and all."

Victoria's cock clearly hadn't lost any of its turgidness.

"Alright. Um, thank you for, erm..."

Jasmine nodded understandingly, knowing what the futanari was trying to say.

"So, why don't I go sit on the bed again and you can turn around when you're ready. I mean, I never even got a chance to really see how big you are hard!"

"Well, since you seemed pretty happy with my soft-size," Victoria smirked, her confidence returning, "I'm pretty sure you lose your mind when you see it now."

"God I fucking hope so!"

Throwing a wink at her, Jasmine began to make her way back to the bed, but hesitated. Gazing up at the Greek-God-shaped futanari, Jasmine considered what had just gone down, and how afraid Victoria seemed of herself. Features softening, she raised up on her toes and leaned against Victoria's wall of brawn, her hands sliding up her back to grab her head. The positioning was awkward, but Jasmine kissed her all the same, tenderly laying her lips against Victoria's; she didn't know what possessed her to do this, but she was happy that she did.

Victoria gave Jasmine a confused, but not unhappy expression when their lips left each other, having not expected such a sudden show of affection after what just occurred; usually people fled for their lives when Victoria lost her temper, or allowed themselves to be fucked by her until they lost consciousness. Her jaw hung stupidly as Jasmine strutted her way to the bed, her absurdly-flared hips sashaying back and forth, a fresh drool of arousal coating her toned-but-thick thighs. She was... glad she hadn't scared Jasmine off. Glad that she'd managed to stifle her emotions at the last second - that she was in better control of herself than she had been months prior.

"Don't keep me waiting!" Jasmine called out, spreading her legs, assuming the position she had when Victoria unveiled her flaccid size, "Who knows, I might just cum from seeing how big you are!"

"You wouldn't be the first one..." Victoria chuckled under her breath, "Alright, hope you're watching slut."

She hoped it wasn't too soon to talk dirty again!

Rubbing her shaft to make sure it was as rigid as possible, Victoria let out a soft exhale and turned around. Cock whipping wildly through the air, it smacked violently against Victoria's beefy thighs again and again before settling, pointing straight in Jasmine's direction; her balls bounced continuously as well, hanging below her knees, half again as swollen as they were when Jasmine first sucked them, gurgling noisily. A palm-filling dollop of precum spilled from her tip.

Jasmine didn't cum, unfortunately, but God damn did she get close! She gasped and her legs jerked off the bed, her hand clamping down on her cunt, her other roughly squeezing one of her pert breasts. Crying out, she gnashed her pearly-whites together, a deluge of juices beaming from her pussy, the spray splashing against a previously-formed puddle with enough pressure that it sent a flurry of droplets flying across the room. Her eyes felt as though they might pop from her skull.

It was like she was seeing Victoria's cock for the first time, erect or not, as if she'd had no worldly idea what she was in for. She didn't think it was possible for the futa's member to be any more perfect than it already was, but her expectations were exceeded beyond her wildest dreams. Just the fact that it was able to stand up on its own sent a burning heat shooting through her pussy, her brain into a tail-spin, and her libido soaring to such lofty heights that Jasmine thought she might pass out.

Victoria hadn't disappointed, not by a long shot. Jasmine knew she wouldn't, given her flaccid size, but still she struggled to comprehend what was staring at her right in the face. Longer, girthier, more magnificent in every manner imaginable - Victoria's mighty erection was everything that Jasmine didn't know she needed and more. It had grown by at least another foot in length - by her well-practiced estimations - and who knows how much more in circumference; but it was gigantic, more so than before, and Jasmine understood that it would provide her with the best sex of her life.

Everything about its appearance had been amplified. Wide enough that Jasmine now wondered how it compared to her waist. More than two-thirds as tall as Victoria's - and Jasmine's own - height. Marbled with veins bigger than her arm and thicker than her bicep. Even Victoria's testicles had expanded, and it looked like they weren't finished growing, each preposterous spheroid of sperm vibrating in their sack to send more precum racing up the futa's shaft. There were no words that could do just justice at describing how Jasmine was feeling at that moment.

She was utterly speechless.

"Four feet." Victoria answered the question on Jasmine's mind before she could ask it, "Actually a couple of inches longer, and over twenty-inches around - but who's counting!?"

Jasmine whispered something that Victoria couldn't make out.

"Fuck me." She rasped, her vision fixated on Victoria's monolith, "Please, fuck me. I'll do anything. Anything you want, anything you ask. Please."

"Anything?"

"Anything!"

Smirking, Victoria stomped over to her - but it was clear it wasn't in the same threatening manner as earlier. Her cock reached Jasmine first, parting her legs even further, Victoria's glans pressing into her sloppy crotch; Jasmine moaned and thrust her hips against the futa's monolith, not budging it an inch like she was trying to hump a pile of cinder blocks. Victoria didn't react to the dousing of her cockhead with hot juices, using this moment to angle her member down in order to stuff it under Jasmine.

As Victoria marched forward her appendage crept between Jasmine and the bed, creasing the sheets below it. Squealing, Jasmine didn't know what the futa was planning, but what she was doing still felt amazing nonetheless; just feeling Victoria's mammoth member against her skin was enough to send shivers of euphoria down her spine, as did imagining how the cock would feel inside of her. The teasing was nigh unbearable! Victoria did this until her balls slapped against the bed frame and her glans jutted numerous inches beyond Jasmine's head.

Bending down, Victoria planted her hands on either side of Jasmine, smothering the woman with her massive figure. Not needing an invitation, Victoria kissed Jasmine, the latter automatically throwing her arms around the futa's head and hugging her tight, squirming as she was pinned between her lover's immense musculature and her body-weight-supporting cock; Jasmine moaned into Victoria's mouth, actively wiggling herself against her shaft as well, loving the sensation of the many arteries grinding against her back. It felt like she was being carried on a fucking stretcher!

Their tongues attacked each other, fighting for dominance, Victoria's winning despite how unpracticed her oral-movements were; her pink-appendage was just too large to be denied, the tip practically touching the entrance to Jasmine's throat. Jasmine ran her hands across the futanari's back, feeling up her muscles, groping her protruding, throbbing mounds of brawn, tracing its intense veinage with her slim fingers. Her pussy soaked the sheets further, unbroken streams of feminine arousal spilling across her bed, the run-off dripping onto Victoria's titanic sack.

Jasmine pulled away from the kiss.

"Mmm that was nice - really nice! But you still haven't told me what I have to do to get fucked."

Victoria gazed into her eyes.

"That um, that was what I wanted you to do," she admitted with uncharacteristic shyness, "I... I don't get to do that a lot. I haven't kissed anyone in a long time and I forgot how good it can feel."

"Oh, I just kinda assumed you were experienced - I mean you just seem really confident and like you know what you're doing!"

"I am experienced, it's just that this part usually gets... skipped."

"I see."

Jasmine smiled.

"Well, we can keep kissing, or we could...?

Victoria nodded.

"Sounds good to me." Victoria pushed herself off the bed, "I don't think either of us can wait much longer anyway."

"How do you wa-"

Yelping as she was suddenly launched into the air, Jasmine's limbs flailed before she was caught by Victoria. Jasmine looked behind herself as she was hugged by the futanari's boulder-like biceps in an attempt to discover what had sent her flying; she moaned upon realizing that it was Victoria's cock that had thrown her off the bed, and that it had done it by itself - her dick was just that strong! Victoria grinned down at Jasmine as she watched the gears in her brain turn, holding the curly-haired woman by her waist.

Setting Jasmine down on the base of her shaft, her legs gripping it like she was riding a horse, Victoria slid her across her member. Her cunt-slime left a trail across the tower of futa-meat, adding extra lubrication, joining the spit and precum already sheening its glorious shape; Jasmine writhed against the plethora of veins bumping into her slit, her enormous ass jerking back and forth, the monstrous organ halfway engulfed between her colossal cheeks. Victoria flexed her cock several times, banging it into Jasmine's pussy.

When Jasmine reached her glans, Victoria pushed down on the middle of her shaft, forcing the woman to careen backward onto the bed. Victoria grabbed Jasmine's ankles before they too could fall, lining up their sexes as best she could, preparing to penetrate her partner; Jasmine helped by gripping the futa's cockhead in both hands and holding it steady, her hips gyrating in order to spread more of her fluids over Victoria's tip. They looked at one another, faces both scarlet, their eyes lidded over in lust.

Victoria stopped herself from charging forward like she usually would in this situation.

"Are you ready?" Victoria asked through grit teeth, bottling up her cruel nature once more, "Just so you know, I have trouble stopping once I get going."

"Is that a promise!?"

"It was more of a- yeah, it's a promise!"

"Good, 'cause I don't want you to hold anything back!" Jasmine growled back, rubbing her slit against Victoria's cockhead desperately, "Fuck me with everything you got! I can fucking take it!"

"I hope you don't regret asking for that!"

As Jasmine hyperventilated in anticipation, Victoria steadied her breathing, adjusting her posture. Inching her hips forward, she mashed her cockhead against Jasmine's pussy, leaving not a single iota of space between them; it was laughably preposterous sight, her glans practically as large as Jasmine's entire crotch, her cum-slit even wider than her soaked slit. The question of whether the woman's claim about her condition was actually true rang in the back of her mind once more, Victoria having to wonder just how accommodating Jasmine's cunt really was. She'd find out soon enough!

Ignoring the woman's whines to 'just fuck me already' and other such pleas, Victoria pressed her tip forward harder this time, using her unnatural strength to force it into Jasmine's tight folds - and she immediately found success. Her cockhead began gliding into Jasmine with little resistance, splitting her swollen lower-lips brutally, cleaving them apart; Victoria was caught by complete surprise, so much so she nearly lost her balance and fell forward, her legs and balls knocking against the bed.

Victoria gawked at Jasmine's pussy as it steadily swallowed her glans, seemingly of its own accord, almost like it was sucking her cock like a pair of actual lips. It was still a slow process, Victoria's flared-tip too fat to easily fit inside the likes of even Jasmine, but it was swifter progress than Victoria could ever recall making - at least at her current size! Tightening her grip on Jasmine's ankles, she continued to actively shove her member forward, watching with rapt attention as more and more of her cockhead disappeared between her lover's folds.

It was like nothing Victoria had ever felt. Jasmine somehow simultaneously possessed the loosest pussy she'd ever been inside of and the tightest; despite the ease of the penetration, her cockhead was clung to with superb snugness, Jasmine's canal massaging her mass of meat like none other ever had, as if she could control every muscle in her cunt as naturally as she could her fingers. Victoria moaned and made a rough thrust into Jasmine's depths, her self-control faltering.

In only a manner of seconds she'd fit her entire cockhead into Jasmine's pussy, and that was without forcing it to!

"O-Oh my GOD!" Jasmine howled, lifting her torso up to stare at her cunt, her eyes as big as saucers, "Holy shit, Victoria, y-your cock it's... it's the best thing I've ever felt! This is exactly what I needed!"

"Y-You feel really good too, your pussy is amazing!"

"I think I-I'm gonna, gon- oh my fucking God I'm cumming!"

Jasmine's body went rigid, her eyes rolling backwards. She started shaking, her mouth hanging open in a silent scream, spittle bubbling from her lips; if she hadn't announced what was happening to her, Victoria would have thought she was having a seizure. Twitching violently, she jerked against Victoria's cock, pushing herself even deeper onto it, her cunt gripping the member with such vigor that it caused the futa to wince - wince and moan, the pressure around her endowment rapidly increasing.

Heaving like she was taking her first breath after nearly drowning, Jasmine broke into a stream of babbles, vulgarity, praises, and Victoria's name muddled together in scarcely-coherent gibberish, tears streaming down her eyes. Abdomen flexing, her legs kicked against Victoria's palms, her fists beating into the bed frantically. Jasmine's body twisted back and forth, her ass bouncing as she fucked herself on the futa's cock, Victoria watching the sudden change in her behavior with concern, fearing that she might've finally killed someone with her dick!

But Jasmine wasn't dying - unless she counted the French term for an orgasm! She was experiencing a level of euphoria she never had before, even the times she was able to climax from sex or masturbation nowhere near as blissful at what she was feeling in this moment. As her brain briefly went black, her cunt-walls undulated fervently around Victoria's cock, building up to something that neither of them were prepared for.

Her cunt trickled from every minute gap between it and Victoria's glans, rivulets of girl-cream flowing her lower-lips like a stream breaking through a dam. Then she squirted, a single hosing of pussy juice shooting from under her rock-hard clit and splattering against Victoria's shaft, all the way up to her six-pack. Finally, these two physical forms of carnal ecstasy combined together to create an utterly explosive display of climactic heights, one that Jasmine didn't know she was capable of and that Victoria didn't know was possible.

It was the storm of the century!

A cone of liquid jettisoned from Jasmine's groin. Spaying in every direction at once, her feminine-fluids completely engulfed Victoria's appendage, splashed across the bed, and shot high enough to splatter against the ceiling, a wall of translucence separating the lovers; Victoria flinched as the torrent reached her face, her head to her crotch plastered all at once like she was standing under a showerhead. Jasmine's body was caught in the steamy hurricane as well, her orgasm misting backwards, sprinkling her toned figure with dewy droplets.

This wasn't a brief climax, either. Second after second passed and Jasmine's orgasm still refused to pause, her juices leaving her body continuously; it was like she was making up for all the orgasms she frustratingly couldn't achieve until today, as if all the fluid inside of her had formed a reservoir that was just begging to be released. It never altered in shape or pressure, her cunt purging every last drop of arousal until it ran dry.

Victoria had never seen anything like it. She had made a lot of people cum with the insertion of her glans alone, but none of her past partners had ever come close to spraying this much fluid; it reminded her of one of her own orgasms, only much less viscous! Moaning, Victoria was feeling immense quantities of pleasure too, Jasmine's cunt's vice-like grip on her cock milking her constantly even while climaxing, the painting of her skin with the hot nectar filling her with lurid excitement. If Jasmine's on-going squirting was anything to go by, then Victoria had definitely met her equal!

What had to be a couple of minutes went by before Jasmine calmed.

Haggardly gasping for breath, Jasmine went limp, her eyes spinning around in their sockets, her tongue hanging out of her mouth like a panting dog. Chest heaving, her nipples hard enough to cut diamonds, Jasmine groaned and lifted a quivering arm, running her fingers across her stomach; as soon as she could focus again she held her hand over her face, sticky strands of girl-cream webbing her digits together, the off-white slime staining her dark complexion. Her cunt wept with the remnants of her orgasm.

Rising on her elbows, Jasmine stared at Victoria silently, her wide-set nostrils flaring as she sucked in breath after breath; Victoria returned her gaze, one eyebrow cocked, waiting for Jasmine to say something. She looked at the futa in a new light. Jasmine wouldn't go so far as to say she was in love with Victoria - though her pussy might've disagreed - but she felt a deep swelling in her heart, something that had never happened with another, regardless if they were able to give her a comparably pathetic orgasmic or not. There was just something different about the person she'd only met hours earlier!

It might not have been love that she was feeling, but it was the closest thing to it that Jasmine had ever known!

"Now you can't tell me that that wasn't an orgasm!" Victoria joked, cracking a smile, shifting where she stood, the way Jasmine was staring at her making her feel awkward, "'Cause if that wasn't an orgasm, then I don't know what one looks like! I've never seen anything like that."

"I-I've never felt anything like that," Jasmine stuttered back, her voice hoarse, "that was hands down the best orgasm I've ever had. None other even comes close. I understand why Dr. Daley set us up!"

"Glad to hear it."

"Thank you, Victoria, seriously. You don't know how fucking frustrating it is to go through life not being able to cum."

She didn't, but Victoria regularly experienced something even worse.

"It's been... months? Maybe longer since I last orgasmed, and even my biggest toys couldn't do that to me. I-I'm still shaking, I came so hard!"

Jasmine laughed and motioned towards one of her erratically jerking thighs.

"Uh not a problem," Victoria replied, unused to someone showing their gratitude to her in such a sincere, coherent manner, "I'm guessing you still want to keep going?"

"Fuck yes. I want you to fuck me with every inch of your four foot cock! I won't tap out, I won't ask you to stop, I won't do anything except beg you to pound me harder. I want it all, Victoria."

"Fine by me."

Tearing her eyes away from Victoria's visage, Jasmine glanced across her pussy-juice-puddled torso to where the gigantic dick was yanking her labia apart, her chest tight. She watched as it slowly pulled away from her, the several inches of shaft she'd speared herself on during her orgasm tugging at her lower-lips; Jasmine nearly came again just from the monstrous member making its exit, the nerve-endings in her inner-sleeve stimulated by even the smallest of movements. It was obvious Victoria was taking her time, but Jasmine really wanted her to just ravage her!

While it wasn't quite what she'd asked for, Victoria did ram forward once she was ready, burying half a foot worth of her member into Jasmine who cried out in happiness, a new flare of heat burning in her groin. It was the same sensation as before, the one she felt before she orgasmed, the one she couldn't stop thinking about; the ecstasy was so intense that Jasmine had actually passed out for a few seconds when her climax commenced, and God Almighty she couldn't wait to feel it again! The best way she could describe it would be as though someone attached microscopic vibrators to every centimeter of her cunt while three of her biggest dildos were stuffed into her - but even that wasn't adequate enough to explain what she'd gone through!

Victoria's cock was so inhumanely colossal that it filled every crevice within her and then some. Its constant, vigorous throbbing was better than any vibrator Jasmine had used, and it was so fucking hot that it felt like someone started a bonfire inside of her cunt! Even now it was stretching her depths to a brutal tautness - but that only made her love it that much more. Jasmine could feel her pussy molding to the shape of Victoria's oversized organ, forever altered by the one dick that could actually please it, making it so any other penis would be utterly worthless to her.

And then Victoria reached her cervix!

Jasmine was astonished to see just how much cock was still outside of her when it banged against her spongy, internal barrier - and she wasn't alone in her astonishment! Victoria felt Jasmine's cervix willingly spread for her crown, like it was welcoming her enormity into the sacred chamber it guarded; it was a tight fit nonetheless, her massive member forcing the miniscule opening wider and wider, gaping it the size of her abominable appendage. Groaning, Jasmine bit her lower lip hard enough to almost draw blood, Victoria's vascular behemoth far and away the largest thing she'd ever taken into her womb.

As soon as Victoria's cockhead shifted into Jasmine's womb, an outline of its bell-shaped figure appeared in her sexual-secretion-slathered stomach; though Jasmine had seen this happen before - both with her own oversized toys and Dr. Daley's dick - Victoria's glans created the most prominent bulge of them all in her abdomen. It looked like the superbly-endowed futanari's tip extended all the way to her ribs, and the distension deformed her ab definition until it made Jasmine look overweight. The silhouette was so gigantic that it practically stretched from Jasmine's belly button to just below her breasts!

After taking a moment to bask in the feeling of Jasmine's skin hugging her cock, Victoria began to actually fuck her partner. For some reason she felt the need to take it slow, still antsy about potentially ruining the most promising thing to fall in her lap since the Futanari Fashion Show - and she did not want this to end up the same way! She made a series of relatively shallow thrusts into Jasmine, raking her cock through her inner-walls before punching her cockhead against the roof of the curly-haired woman's womb, shoveling in a few additional inches of her shaft every few thrusts or so.

Feeling herself approaching another climax, Jasmine snaked an arm down her torso and began to rub her clit, the tips of her fingers grazing the top of Victoria's shaft. Though their position made doing so a bit awkward, Jasmine did her best to rock herself back and forth against Victoria's meaty pole, timing her movements with the futa's thrusts. But something was wrong. Jasmine verged on an orgasm, but her peak of pleasure felt impeded, like something was holding her back, despite the fact that the biggest cock in the world was currently impaling her pussy. She knew exactly what the problem was.

Victoria wasn't fucking her hard enough!

"V-Victoria!" She called out to the futa, who stopped in her tracks, "You need to fuck me a lot harder and faster than this! I told you I can take it - quit holding back on me! I'm not some delicate little flower, I need to be fucking fucked!"

Lips pulling back into a snarl, Victoria chose to accept Jasmine's challenge.

"If that's what you want, you fuckin' slut," Victoria growled, her neutral expression changing into something fierce, "then I'll stop going easy on you. Don't say I didn't warn you of what would happen when I went all out!"

Jasmine's body quaked in arousal.

"Give me everything you got!"

Shutting her eyes, Victoria pulled back her cock until it was exclusively distending the entrance to Jasmine's sex once more. Mentally, she reassured herself that this was what Jasmine wanted, that she was literally asking for it - that she was giving her permission to lose control. Victoria felt her rage build up, the anger that she'd struggled to - and failed to at one point - contain eat at core, ready to be unleashed. She thought about every haughty word Jasmine said to her, how she thought that she could stand up to her might, the fact that she tried to touch Victoria there, and let it all flow through her. And at that moment, she let it all out.

Without warning, Victoria slammed her member through Jasmine's depths, her eyes shooting open, a wild, animalistic look contorting her features; her cock flew through the woman's cunt and straight into her womb, pushing it up into her chest, the bulge of her member settling in Jasmine's chest. The bed bashed against the wall behind them, the cheap metallic frame creaking. Jasmine howled and massaged her clit furiously, her hips lifting from the sodden sheets to accept even more of Victoria's monstrously grotesque organ.

Then Victoria did it again. Over and over she pumped her rod into Jasmine's cunt, swiftening her pace and the amplifying the roughness with which she fucked the older woman, the beating of her balls against the bed echoing through the bedroom. Tightening her hold on Jasmine's ankles to the degree she'd probably leave bruises on her flesh when all was said and done, Victoria began yanking her down on her shaft, treating her like a disposable onahole - treating her like she did everybody she fucked! And Jasmine clearly loved it, which just infuriated Victoria further.

Grimacing at the sound of Jasmine moaning and groaning in ecstasy, Victoria increased in her rate of ravaging, flinging her hips forward fervently. Aided by the endless leaking of Jasmine's cunt, she managed to shovel so much of her preposterously humongous cock into her partner's womb that its protuberance plowed into her chin, knocking the pear-shaped woman's head back against the bed. Grunting, Victoria punished Jasmine's pussy with all her might, her testicles rumbling and swelling constantly between her legs, drooping closer and closer to the carpet.

Since she was no longer restraining herself, precum began to pour from her cockhead, the lava-like liquid splashing against the walls of Jasmine's baby-sac. Sperm coated Victoria's member and Jasmine's depths, the volume of her release increasing with every passing second; some of the off-white slime even trickled from Jasmine's viciously distended cunt, rivulets of mixed cream running down her deep canyon of ass-cleavage. The flow of Victoria's cock-cream through her reproductive tract was exactly what she'd needed to accomplish another bout of heavenly bliss.

She managed to announce it before her cunt did.

"YES! This is what I needed!" Jasmine screamed at the top of her lungs, her body beginning to shake uncontrollably, "This is what I've always needed! Keep fucking me just like this, Victoria! I'm gonna cum again. I-I can't believe I'm having two orgasms in one day!"

"Cum for me, bitch! I wanna see you squirt until you shrivel up. You're gonna cum until you can't anymore, and then you'll learn that you were never a match for me!"

Whatever Jasmine would've replied with was cut short, replaced by another ear-piercing screech. The ecstatic tremors finally reached her pussy, her canal spasming frantically as she launched into her climax, her womb twitching around Victoria's bitch-breaker. Victoria didn't halt her repeated pistons even as Jasmine unloaded her second, seemingly room-flooding torrent of feminine-fluids, the back and forth sawing of her ridiculously girthy shaft intensifying the woman's euphoric elation; she didn't bother to close her eyes as she was inundated with Jasmine's juices, either.

Just as powerfully as previously, Jasmine's girl-cream rocketed out in a sticky maelstrom, drenching everything in the vicinity of her cratered cunt. It splashed against Victoria, the bed, the walls - even Jasmine herself was once again plastered in her own moistened-arousal, a fine mist blanketing the air. Body jerking in different directions, Jasmine managed to not lose consciousness this time around, moaning persistently as her pussy expelled a tidal wave of liquid; some of Victoria's precum got caught in the ensuing blasts, random droplets of sperm mucking the otherwise mostly-clear outpouring.

Victoria wore a cocky expression as she watched Jasmine experience another lurid high, the vigor with which she thrusted escalating; the silhouette of her cock reached Jasmine's head, pulling a heap of her skin with it, obscuring the woman's visage. She laughed as her body was splattered with her partner's arousal, feeling as though she'd won this salacious duel already, even if she, at least, wasn't even close to being finished! No, Victoria didn't plan on stopping until Jasmine threw in the towel!

"More... more..." Jasmine droned as her climax reached its finale, "H-Have to c-cum more..."

Her eyes fluttered open as she regained control over her mental faculties, only to find her vision blockaded by an entirely unfamiliar sight. Blinking several times, Jasmine tried to make sense of what she was seeing, a shadow looming over her head, darkness surrounding her; she thought she recognized what hovered above her face, its shape and appearance unsurprising, but where it was located completely unexpected. What Jasmine was observing was her own skin being tented before her very eyes by none other than Victoria's cock, which careened up and down rhythmically.

She couldn't believe it. Jasmine had stretched her own skin quite obscenely with her dildos before, but never to this extreme of an extent! There was nothing else it could be, the figure of Victoria's glans clear against her flesh, as were the many details of her shaft, its numerous veins and swollen urethra protruding against her complexion; Jasmine could even make out the blasts of sperm shooting into her womb, the balls of viscous virility rolling across her malformed body. Seeing this just made Jasmine even hornier!

"Oh my fucking God." Jasmine whispered, unable to take her eyes off the bulging of her skin that only grew further and further away from her head, "That's so... so amazing!"

Ignorant to Jasmine's ogling of her own bodily-warping, Victoria fucked her like usual. Maliciously pounding her bloated bludgeon forward. Altering her angle of attack to punish as much of Jasmine's pussy as possible. Engorging her womb with pile after pile of progeny. Jasmine's stomach had begun swelling from the quantity of sperm packing into it, her organ stretching, enlarging just to accommodate the ball-brew basting it. Victoria wanted nothing more than to trounce her greatest challenger!

First thing she had to do was cram every single foot of her ludicrously large log into Jasmine. She'd managed more than half of it so far, a greater amount of her cock inside of Jasmine than out; Victoria hadn't changed her position either, meaning that she was constantly dragging her partner towards her in order to stuff her with everything she had, plunging Jasmine deeper and deeper onto her stupendous thickness. The bed groaned beneath them, struggling to stay in one piece, assaulted from two different angles - Victoria's gigantic sack slapping into its front, and the expanding liquid weight growing atop of it.

Shunting her girth through Jasmine's puffy, darkened-with-arousal lower-lips, shlicking sounds ringing out from where they sodden sexes collided, Victoria felt herself become more and more consumed by the whirlwind of negative emotions she'd resisted until recently. Her heart beat concerningly fast in her chest, her muscles flexed, the hills of striated, iron-tough brawn rising across her figure, and her vision grew foggier and foggier, her brain muddled with sadistic thoughts. Victoria felt a sense of normalcy overcome her as though this is what she should always be doing - like fucking someone to within an inch of their life was what she was meant to do.

She didn't like how good it felt to act this way, but who was she to fight her nature?

So focused on the sex and her own internal turmoil she was, Victoria almost missed that Jasmine began moving for the first time in many minutes. Her unsteady arms rose into the air, her hands blindly grabbing for something, the sides of her forearms hitting the cock-distension tunneling through her body; then, her arms folded over the enormous, bumpy bulge in her torso, hugging it tightly. Victoria almost stopped what she was doing, scarcely able to understand the fact that Jasmine was even still conscious enough to control her limbs so well! She didn't even realize that she was still awake!

But she was, and Jasmine used her hold on Victoria's skin-sheathed-shaft to jerk off the colossal womb-gouger, her arms sliding across the length of the tube-like protuberance. Victoria couldn't stop herself from moaning as her cock was stimulated in these separate manners, the feeling akin to fucking two women at once. Pistoning her member faster than ever and hauling Jasmine's body towards herself with steadily climbing urgency, Victoria went into overdrive, the excess euphoria from her partner's simple actions causing her sex drive to skyrocket.

Jasmine, for her part, was clutching so desperately at the warping of her being both to increase Victoria's pleasure and to give herself something to cling to as the bubbling of a climax stirred within her. Lifting her head, she lazily lapped at whatever portion of Victoria's shaft was directly above her face, digging her tongue into her own skin to make sure the futanari could feel what she was doing; the sudden swiftening of Victoria's rutting was all she needed to feel to know her partner was enjoying her supplementary ministrations - and this brought Jasmine enhanced ecstasy, the merciless coring of her reproductive tract sending her squirming uncontrollably, her disturbingly-widened cunt shooting frequent jets of fem-cum.

Enraged by the fact that Jasmine hadn't passed out from her last orgasm, Victoria rampaged through her depths more viciously ever, brutalizing every section of the woman's cunt and womb that she could. Droplets of sweat formed across her figure, mixing with Jasmine's juices, her muscles sheening as she energetically pumped her hips, a manic look in her eyes. As she got closer to hilting her cock inside of Jasmine, Victoria began to lean forward, preparing to take the sex to another level.

She heard Jasmine wail as she reached her third orgasm of the day, her hot breath tickling the underside of Victoria's shaft, no actual words uttered by her partner. While she was being doused with fem-cum, Victoria took advantage of this opportunity to barrel her cum-cannon as high into Jasmine's body as she could in one thrust, her hands sliding down the woman's legs to wrap around her hips, yanking her back simultaneously. Success. Victoria felt her sodden, hair-covered groin thud into Jasmine's, their bodies finally connected.

Which made Jasmine cum harder.

"Fuckin' finally!" Victoria shouted, throwing her head back in accomplishment, "Took long enough - especially for a whore as loose as you!"

She didn't receive a response, Jasmine still incoherent due to her orgasm.

Looking down, Victoria studied the sight below her. Jasmine had practically vanished beneath the outline of her member, her legs flailing, her arms squeezing it for dear life. The tenting of her pole reached over a foot beyond Jasmine's head, stretching more than halfway across the bed; the bed itself was layered with an ocean of pussy juice, the sheets and mattress unable to absorb enough of the fluid, streams of the murky liquid running off the bed's sides. And Victoria stood above it all like an empress viewing all of the land she'd conquered proudly.

Steadying her breathing, Victoria flexed her cock, the movement of her member nearly knocking Jasmine's arms away from its torso-bulge; her body flopped up and down from it, as it were, splashing more juices around the room, her fat ass cushioning her falls. This happened while Jasmine continued to cum, soaking herself and Victoria to the bone, her ability to spray her affection as intense as the futa's apocalyptic cumshots. Victoria once again found herself impressed by her partner's capabilities, thinking to herself that even if Jasmine didn't turn out to be the one who could handle her, this would still be a fuck for the ages!

During the brief break, Jasmine recovered.

"What...?" Victoria heard her mutter from underneath her cock, "Did something happen? Why did you stop?"

"Yeah, something happened alright. You managed to take all of my cock - congrats."

Jasmine urgently grabbed hold of the protuberance in her body and pushed it aside, her head lifting to stare down its bottomless length.

"Jesus fucking Christ..."

"What's wrong?" The futa sneered, "Too much for you?"

"No, it feels fuckin' great!" Jasmine gasped, eyeing where her and Victoria's pubes met, "This really is everything I've always wanted from sex! A giant cock fucking me, filling me like no one else has ever been able to. Making me actually cum. Shit, this might be the best day of my life!"

Victoria frowned.

"Is that right?"

"Yes! Now start fucking me again - I don't know why you stopped in the first place!"

"Fine. It's about time I get serious!"

Victoria swore she could see hearts form in Jasmine's eyes.

Palming Jasmine's thighs, Victoria leaned forward, looming over her partner and her own member. Stuffing Jasmine deeper into the bed, the mattress cratering around her, she stopped short of putting her whole, bulky heft atop of the woman, but it was clear what position she was going for: the mating press! Jasmine continued to hold her dick-distorted flesh out of her way in order to observe Victoria's movements, her excitement growing from the futa's claims, drool running down her chin. She couldn't wait to cum again and again and again!

She moaned as Victoria flattened her body, preparing herself for the lurid onslaught she was undoubtedly about to experience. God did she need this! Jasmine wasn't lying when she told Victoria she wanted everything the futa could throw at her, her cunt more than ready to be abused violently, to get fucked until she couldn't move; she had to remember to send Dr. Daley a bouquet or something after this in thanks for sicking Victoria on her!

Examining Victoria, Jasmine felt herself suddenly flooded with emotion; she didn't know if it was because her hormones were running high or not, but she now found herself only more attracted to the mega-hung futanari since first meeting her - and not only because of her fantastically ginormous cock! She was just so muscular, so beautiful, so interesting that Jasmine found herself wanting to get to know her better once they were finished having sex - however long that might take - curious about the kind of person someone like Victoria was. Hell, Jasmine even thought that her unshaven armpits and groin were sexy!

Purring appreciatively as Victoria completed properly positioning herself, Jasmine gave her hips a wiggle, letting the futa know that she was ready to start - not that she required permission! Staring Victoria in the eyes, she watched as the futanari's features scrunched up, clearly focusing on what she was about to do; Jasmine also caught a hint of something else behind the rough facade she wore, another emotion that she couldn't place. Confliction? Doubt? Hatred? But if it was the latter, it didn't seem to be aimed at Jasmine. It was hatred that looked inward.

Victoria reeled back her hips.

"That's right, baby," Jasmine panted, testing out the pet-name, "ram that monster fucking cock into me. Ruin me for anyone else. Make me eat my words!"

"Shut the fuck up, slut!" Victoria grunted back, "I'm gonna fuck you 'till you can't walk! You have no idea what you're in for."

"Whatever you say Victoria! Your threats just make me even hor- oh God damn yes!"

In that moment Victoria did exactly what had been asked of her: she rammed her monster fucking cock right into Jasmine!

The bed groaned under the combined pressure of Victoria's thrust and the weight of the pair's bodies, the legs of the frame screeching as they bent inward; Jasmine groaned as well, clutching the cock-silhouette tighter and nuzzling her face against it like she was cuddling a pet. Victoria didn't make a sound as she yanked herself out of Jasmine's cunt and hammered her monster back in, using over a third of her mammoth meat-stick to brutalize her partner's pussy with each stroke, her currently ankle-tapping testicles flying wildly behind her. This was how she planned to fuck Jasmine until she climaxed!

Moving Jasmine's legs so her feet were hooked on her shoulders, Victoria plopped her hands down next to the writhing woman, leaning in closer. Their faces were only inches apart, their moist, hot breaths tickling each other's features, their eyes locked; Jasmine gave Victoria a cocky grin, once more challenging her to make good on her claims. Scowling, Victoria flung her hips towards Jasmine rougher than she had since initially entering her, their bodies shaking as the bed vibrated below them from the fervent pounding it was taking from the futa's cum-factories.

The salacious cacophony reverberated through Jasmine's bedroom, made up of all the noises created by their intense coitus. Panting and moaning. Banging of testicles into bed. Victoria's drenched pole schlicking in and out of Jasmine's weeping pussy. And there was the splashing of precum, Victoria's slimy virility colliding with itself inside of Jasmine's womb, her stomach reaching higher and higher above her. It was the kind of sex that informed the neighbors of exactly what was happening behind the abode's walls. A ruckus as lurid as it gets!

Jasmine's skin bubbled beneath her arms, gallons of she-pre inflating her figure, her womb so cramped with sperm it made her stomach feel tight. She made shallow humping-motions against Victoria's venous behemoth, unable to move much as pinned as she was to the bed; but these squirms did the job of granting her increased pleasure, her cunt swallowing Victoria's cock swifter than ever, her clit grinding against the futa's scratchy-groin. And her juices poured from her cunt without pause, strands of ecstasy connecting the pair's forms.

Victoria paid little attention to this, focused solely on achieving her own climax and fucking Jasmine into submission. Repeatedly she sped up her thrusts, making sure each consecutive piston had enough power behind it to rock Jasmine's body and send shockwaves of insurmountable bliss through her, the steady destruction of the bed a byproduct of how roughly she ravaged her lover; Victoria wanted to win this sexual-duel no matter what it took, having never met someone who acted so brave before her might. It wasn't something she was used to!

Though, admittedly, she didn't hate it either.

She realized she was having fun fucking Jasmine, a stark contrast from how she usually felt with her lovers; they were almost always picked just to get her off and alleviate the ache in her balls, chosen to help her cock soften and nothing more, Victoria never seeing them as anything more than tools to get off with. But Jasmine was different. She tested her, made Victoria do more than just rut animalistically - though she was absolutely still doing that - managing to stay conscious despite the multiple feet of cock rocketing through her depths. There was no comparison between her and the countless others that Victoria had run through like tissues.

Now, Victoria didn't show her delight at finding such a worthy opponent, nor was that all she felt. The same libido-intertwined rage still flowed through her, finding the idea that Jasmine wasn't like everybody else as exciting as it was infuriating, her temple throbbing from anger. And though Victoria had tried to allow her cruelty to run rampant, a small part of her was still holding back, unwilling to give in fully to her instincts, to become little more than a beast in heat. Deep down Victoria didn't like feeling that way. Not anymore.

Instead she concentrated on her ramping-up pleasure. Jasmine's cunt squeezed her cock perfectly, practically molded to it, their genitalia fitting together like a key in a lock. Her constant secretions of her arousal drove Victoria wild as well, how much Jasmine kept squirting one of the hottest things the futa had ever seen - and the fact that she was the cause of it made it that much sexier! Inner-walls massaging her length, womb clutching at her girth, and her alluring figure all made Victoria want to keep Jasmine for herself, assuming she could survive the day!

"Unf you're so good at this, baby," Jasmine mewled, bucking her hips faster against Victoria's cock, "I've never had a lover like you. You're hitting all the right places inside of me! And the way you're gaping my poor pussy... fuck I don't think I'll ever get tired of it!"

"Y-You're not bad yourself," Victoria reluctantly admitted, "but we'll see if you feel the same after a few more hours of being pounded, you cocky whore!"

"I don't want to stop until the sun sets and rises again! I don't even give a shit if I pass out - I'll cum unconscious if that's what it takes!"

Oh it was on!

Immediately Victoria swiftened her pace of pounding, snapping her hips against Jasmine again and again, picking up increments of speed with each thrust, determined to put this bitch in her place! Her cock pulsated, engorging to further degrees of absurdity as her precum production magnified, her glans belching load after load of swimmers into Jasmine's baby-sac. Anger guiding her actions, she slam-fucked Jasmine with all her might, the bed clanging, bouncing, lifting off the floor as it banged into the wall, the mattress folding around the furious coupling.

Happy that Victoria seemed to be seriously giving it her all, Jasmine glady came as she was ravished by the ridiculous rod; each climax was getting easier for her to handle while maintaining the same level of pleasure, Jasmine finding herself more in control of her body during this carnally-blissful high than any before it. She still screamed as her pussy sprayed for minutes on end, the extra lubrication allowing Victoria to fuck her faster, which in turn extended her orgasm, creating a viciously pleasurable cycle. This was the kind of sex she'd dreamed of every night for years!

During her climax the bed finally gave out, failing to withstand the sexual brutality occurring atop of it, its cheap frame shattering. The legs screeched as they snapped, the mattress and its occupants plummeting towards the floor - or they would have had Victoria not leapt into action. Feeling, seeing, and hearing the bed collapse the second it happened, Victoria quickly took hold of the still-cumming-woman's waist and hauled her into the air, straightening her stance at the same time. Jasmine scarcely cognizant of the going-ons around her.

Muscles flexing as she held her partner aloft, Victoria didn't halt her savage rutting even as she obliterated Jasmine's furniture, plowing into her with the same fervor; only now she was able to increase her pace yet again, yanking Jasmine up and down her colossus, matching the skill with which she handled the woman's body with the ferocity of her thrusts. Jasmine's limbs bounced aimlessly through the air, her head hanging limply as she was salaciously devastated by the over-endowed abomination of a futanari she'd invited into her home.

Victoria didn't let up. She smashed her body into Jasmine's viciously, displaying little care for her partner's well-being, treating her like a sex toy once more. Balls swinging high, her leg-long sack nearly collided with Jasmine's back with each thrust, her sperm-containers arcing through the air now that the bed was no longer obstructing their path. Precum and pussy juice spilled from Jasmine's cunt, slopping onto the floor and the remnants of the mattress and frame, the lurid mess in the bedroom growing ever bigger.

Jasmine recognized that something was different once her orgasm petered out.

She felt Victoria's hands on her waist and didn't feel her feet on the futa's bulky traps. It seemed as though she was no longer laying on the bed, nothing supporting her back. Her distended, sore flesh obscured her vision when she looked up; it was when she eventually looked down did she notice what she'd been too blissed-out to see earlier. The bed had broken! Jasmine gaped at it in disbelief, feeling a small amount of relief at the fact that the frame she'd bought - that now lay in pieces on the carpet - was pretty cheap and easily replaceable.

Grappling with the undulating bulge extending past her head, she supported herself with it like a hanging exercise bar at the gym, her legs straightening to secure themselves against Victoria's abdomen. She glanced back down at the ruins, her eyes lidding over, finding the fact that her and Victoria's love-making had been so intense that even metal couldn't withstand the fervor of their passion. Licking her lips, she re-buried her head into the underside of the futa's skin-shifting shaft, sucking on the tautened sheathe of flesh, jumping back into action like nothing was amiss.

At this point Victoria wasn't even surprised at Jasmine's actions, choosing to relish in the additional worship instead. Victoria could feel the churning in her balls reach a fever-pitch, thundering as they reached capacity, ballooning outward. Simultaneously, the skin of her cock tightened, her member throbbing so intensely that its pulsations were visible through Jasmine's body, distorting the image of her figure further, shaking her back and forth. Her orgasm was fast approaching.

So she fucked Jasmine more rapidly than ever. The woman's giant ass slapped against the front of her thighs, sending ripples across her cheeks. Sperm had flooded Jasmine's chamber so thoroughly that it was beginning to overtake the distension of Victoria's cock, her body looking fat rather than malformed; precum dribbled down both their legs as well, Victoria's feet submerged in a several-inch-high puddle of their mixed fluids. Her own figure dripped with sweat and pussy juice, her hair matted to the sides of her face, tendrils of steam practically wafting off her immense musculature. Victoria drove herself into Jasmine like a runaway locomotive until she reached her limit.

"Ready for my cum, slut?" She taunted Jasmine, her thrusts growing erratic, "I'm gonna fill you up 'till you fuckin' burst! Gonna make you regret thinking you can handle me!"

"Do it!" Jasmine's voice was muffled by Victoria's cock sliding across her lips, "Make me fuckin' pop, stud! Bloat me with so much cum I can't move! I want every single drop you got swishing around in those huge fucking balls!"

Victoria roared and slammed her dick to the hilt, their crotches colliding with bone-rattling force. Fingers digging into Jasmine's sides, Victoria grinded the curly-haired woman's cunt against the base of her cock, smearing their fluids around, leaving trails of sexual slop across their groins. She closed her eyes as a surge of semen sieved through her balls and into her shaft, her urethra expanding nearly as wide as the the vascular log it hung off the underside of, her member swelling inside of Jasmine. Everything went mostly quiet until her load finished traveling up the length of her appendage.

The section of fuck-meat Jasmine clung to shook in her arms, her body bouncing against it. Removing her mouth from the patch of skin she'd been nursing on, Jasmine opened her eyes as wide as possible so she didn't miss a second of what she knew would be the biggest cumshot she'd ever seen - the biggest she'd ever have the pleasure of feeling unload inside of her. Jasmine followed the path the commencing salvo took through her own tented figure, her flesh rippling where Victoria's cum-tunnel bloated, her breath hitching in her throat, mentally steeling herself.

Jasmine saw stars.

It was indescribable. Viscous, liquid heat burst within Jasmine's womb, her brain conjuring up an image of an exploding ball of magma - the only thing she consciously compare Victoria's semen to. Cum seared across the walls of her sacred organ, turning her insides white at the same time her vision went white, her limbs freezing in place. Jasmine's face was suddenly smacked by a bubble of her skin, the flood of baby-batter packing every inch of her chamber full, from where her midsection extended a foot or two above her head to the entrance to her totally plugged pussy. Less than a second passed before Jasmine felt like she was more futa-seed than person.

She orgasmed in turn, as expected, scarcely a moment passing between the start of hers and Victoria's. It was as powerful, as exquisite, as mind-shatteringly indulgent as all of her others from that day, but also different; something about the sensation of an endless torrent of cum spraying down her depths made her skin tingle, goosebumps popping up across her body, her being warmed - and not just due to the feverish temperature of Victoria's potency! The warmth came from a feeling of completeness, unity with another that could only come from the meeting of two unlikely, yet inextricably linked sexual freaks of nature, Jasmine experiencing an emotion akin to peace. This is where she knew she should be, what she knew she should be doing, why she was born with a condition she previously considered a curse.

Putting this salacious form of enlightenment aside - Jasmine deciding to ponder the fact that she felt like she'd just seen God later - she simply enjoyed the moment - as long as a moment this turned out to be. Her arms were fully knocked away from her own torso, the expansion of her figure proceeding rapidly, her belly ballooning to such an absurd degree that Jasmine could see it stretch outward and upward, a sphere of skin hanging behind her head, weighed down by the billions of swimmers searching for an egg to attack. Darkness swallowed everything around her.

Even her own high-pressure hosing of fluids hardly matched the pace of Victoria's progeny plumes. Though her mind was clouded with ecstasy, she attempted to silently count how long the futanari's first stream of seed lasted for, but she gave up after reaching thirty seconds. Instead she chose to judge the might of Victoria's climax by her rate of inflation, her vision utterly occupied by the sight of her own towering, trembling mass; it sagged down her sides, rolled over groin, and pressed into the top of her thighs, all while wobbling forever higher.

As pleasurable as it was to have her womb warped by dozens if not hundreds of gallons of cum, Jasmine began to worry for her own health; as much as she wanted nothing more than to have every drop of Victoria's ball-brew swimming inside of her, she understood that that was an impractical desire, a craving that might actually kill her. Unfortunately she also couldn't move at all, her body too heavy for even her fit physique to handle, let alone fight out of Victoria's firm grip. Jasmine did the only thing she could, and trusted that Victoria knew what she was doing, that the futa wouldn't let any actual harm befall her.

She was in luck!

Victoria might have been a sexual monster but she knew better than to permanently disfigure her partners - and she'd made the choice not to do so to Jasmine at the start of their coitus. Years of practice gifted her the ability to estimate when her lovers were at their limits, and a quick glance told her that Jasmine was quickly reaching this point; there was no surprise there, this orgasm more voluminous than any Victoria had experienced in recent memory, and Jasmine's current appearance revealed that much. She didn't want to pull out, however, her climax as euphoric as it was grand!

But just looking at Jasmine said enough. She was invisible under her growing rolls of cum-filled flesh, even the outline Victoria's member now absent against her skin. Orbs of virility formed and popped across her disfigured appearance, each explosion of seed settling in her womb, the colossal circumference of Victoria's cock stopping any seed from leaking out; Jasmine was also getting really damn heavy, so much so that Victoria was beginning to have trouble holding her up, her arms shaking, her cock flagging under the viscous-heft. Which meant it was definitely time to disconnect herself!

Pushing Jasmine away from herself, her hands struggling to maintain their grip from the shower of pussy juice raining down on them, the expansion of the woman's belly adding to her difficulties too, Victoria flexed her head-sized biceps to contend with the task. Jasmine slowly slid off of her bucking, cum-spraying organ, her corpulent midsection jiggling uncontrollably. Lowering herself into a squat, Victoria essentially had to heave Jasmine from her member upon noticing that her tautened flesh was turning a concerningly deep shade of scarlet.

Jasmine plopped down onto the decimated pile of bedding, her pussy squirting freely into the air.

"Time to get covered, bitch!" Victoria growled, aiming her violently jerking cock at Jasmine, "Hope you don't mind drowning in cum! Fuck!"

Fingers attempting to wrap around her shaft, her hands failing to meet around its immense width, Victoria stroked herself fervently over Jasmine's splayed-out body. Instantly a fresh stream of potent slime splattered against the front of Jasmine's gravid cum-gut, pushing her absurdly distended stomach back into itself, her blown-up midsection flopping from the impact; this allowed semen to finally exit her cunt, a waterfall of the pearlescent gunk flowing from between her legs below the spritzing of her girl-cream. Victoria saw Jasmine's pussy twitch like it was trying to desperately halt the ball-brew's flow.

Directing her dick, Victoria grunted as she released more and more of her back-up baby-batter. She fired it over Jasmine's unmoving form, plastering her dewy, brown complexion with layer after layer of seed, practically pasting her to the mattress. Pissing progeny persistently, she pointed her massive hose at different parts of Jasmine's body, covering each of her limbs in turn; Jasmine began to blend in with her surroundings, everything around her as painted white as she was, her carpet-puddling fluids replaced by Victoria's superior semen, the bedroom flooded by two helpings of sexual refuse.

Rapturous ecstasy coursed through Victoria. It was here that she'd truly felt as though she'd 'won' this bout of sexual supremacy, finally defeating her greatest opponent; no one ever stayed standing once she'd KO'ed them with an orgasm, her cumflated-and-covered partners often taking hours to recover - and she harbored few doubts that Jasmine would be the same. Victoria almost felt a bit let down that she'd managed to conquer Jasmine so easily, regardless of how amazing the sex itself had been. She was just another tally on her bedpost now!

Unbeknownst to her, Jasmine was both still conscious and having the time of her life!

Her moans were silenced by the mass of skin resting on her face, but she was absolutely announcing her pleasure throughout the fluid-flaying of her flesh! If she was capable of moving, she would've sat up and wrapped her lips around Victoria's glans to drink the creamy concoction straight from the source, something she hoped she'd be able to once enough cum drained from her womb - but that would have to wait. For now she could only lay back on the lumpy mattress - its broken frame sticking into it - and bask in the coating of her figure as her orgasm slowed, along with everything else that made this the best sex she'd ever had.

Victoria had guessed right when she thought that Jasmine was trying to contain all the semen inside of her. Jasmine clenched her worn-out cunt-muscles as hard as she could to slow the expulsion of cock-cream from her depths, trying to feel it slosh around in her womb for as long as possible; though it did feel wonderful leaving her, Victoria's seed so thick that it nearly felt like she was still being fucked as it gushed through her canal, the dense substance tickling her G-Spot and the rest of the nerve endings in her pussy. She wouldn't be shocked if she came again from the extra stimulation.

The manner in which the futa's semen lashed her tender flesh would've caused her to squirm happily if she could. Each beam of cum that struck her body was painfully pleasurable, Victoria's liquid onslaught thick enough to feel like someone was slapping her, but the knowledge of what was happening and what led to this moment furthered Jasmine's excitement again and again; if she could experience this every single day she would die a satisfied woman! She silently prayed that Victoria wasn't a one-and-done lover - and based off of Dr. Daley's ability to go multiple rounds she figured she wouldn't be - that she could be someone who could actually keep up with her.

God, Victoria came so much! Jasmine didn't know it was possible for one human to orgasm for so long, that even the sexually-enhanced third-sex was capable of shooting so much. Victoria might have been a special case, but she'd converted Jasmine into a futanari-lover all the same! Her climax had to have surpassed the multi-minute mark by now, and she was still going strong, Jasmine wearing so much cum it felt as though she was covered by a sticky blanket. She was positive that there wasn't an inch of her skin dry, sodden from either her own juices, Victoria's seed, or both.

Not that she minded!

Stroking slowing, Victoria did feel her climax initiate its end. Her unbroken, consecutive streams of ball-brew became lengthy ropes that stretched from Jasmine's toes to the roll of skin hanging behind her head, the ribbons of progeny longer than the cannon they fired from. Standing up from her squatting-position, she continued to burst salvo after salvo of seed over Jasmine, watching the rise and fall of the woman's person-sized stomach to make sure she was still alive, sure that the blockage of features by her own bloated belly saved her from any unwanted drowning - Victoria had only threatened that in a moment of passion.

Putting her hands on her hips, Victoria loomed over Jasmine, sucking in sharp breaths of much needed oxygen, admiring her handiwork, her cock drizzling her partner's belly with an excess of lurid frosting; she was indistinguishable from the carpet and the destroyed bed, the bedroom looking as though it had a giant pile of snow at its center. While her stomach was flattening very slowly, Jasmine's pussy repeatedly gushing gallons of cum, it was still so enormous that she could have curled up inside of it with room to spare! Victoria hadn't redecorated the walls and ceiling as much as she usually did, but considering how much of her seed stayed inside of Jasmine, it wasn't that surprising. She'd consumed more seed in her womb than any other woman Victoria had fucked previously!

Clapping her hands together, Victoria exhaled a deep sigh.

"Well, you tried," she spoke to Jasmine even if she was sure she wasn't conscious, "and honestly? The sex was amazing. Some of the best I've ever had. I'd hoped you'd be different but I guess not."

Victoria rolled her shoulders and looked away from Jasmine, ashamed that she'd expressed her feelings - her disappointment - so vocally. As she began to decide what her next course of action would be, choosing between waiting for Jasmine to wake up and outright leaving, a sudden sound caught her attention; a sickening schlorp rang out from below her, Victoria pushing her cock to the side to catch a glimpse of what had disturbed her thoughts. Her jaw dropped upon seeing Jasmine's arms fighting their way out of the virile muck, resisting the pull of the strands of semen roping them to the floor.

She watched in abject astonishment as Jasmine came to life. Her legs followed suit, writhing against the imprisoning viscosity, her arms rising higher above her, Jasmine's hands ripping off the cum-cords clinging to them. Folding her arms, she placed them against her spherical midsection, her palms pressing down on her squishy stomach, sinking into her skin; then Jasmine began to push on her own bloated mass, her feet kicking like she was treading water as she expelled the flood of semen from her organs.

Cum exited Jasmine's womb and splashed across Victoria's feet, making her feel like she was standing in some kind of hot river. She couldn't take her eyes off of Jasmine's attempts at freeing and draining herself, having never seen anyone recover so quickly from a round of sex with her - she didn't even think Jasmine had any recovering to do in the first place! Eventually the curly-haired woman's features came into view, malformed stomach sliding back into place; her mostly-semen-free features were totally focused on ridding herself of her carnal impediment, countenance tightened with determination.

As her stomach reached a more manageable state, Jasmine made a motion as if she was about to stand, her knees bending inward, her hands bracing against the semen-strewn carpeting. Victoria took a step back, automatically making room for the woman, her disbelief at what she was witnessing undiminished. Limbs trembling, Jasmine rose, her movements unsteady, her hands and feet contending with the gooey mess surrounding her; but rise she did, crouching first - her belly hanging low enough to brush the floor - before extending her legs, her arms outstretched for balance.

Unable to hide her confusion, Victoria stood there speechless, one of her hands rubbing at her eyes to make sure she wasn't dreaming. Jasmine seemed completely fine! Besides the sagginess of her cum-gut, the sperm sticking to her body from the neck down, and the small bruises forming on her waist and ankles, nothing appeared out of sort, Jasmine acting as though she'd just gotten up from a long nap. Victoria gawked at Jasmine as she stretched her arms and strolled wordlessly past her, patting her swollen stomach before turning around.

Jasmine grinned.

"I heard what you said, you know?" She declared, the pair facing each other, "It was kinda cute actually, how disappointed you sounded. But if you haven't figured it out yet, I am different. I'm not gonna go down that easily, baby."

She giggled at Victoria's speechlessness.

"But that was the best sex of my life. God, Victoria... I've never felt so good! You filled me so much I really thought I was gonna explode. And I'm still leaking cum!"

Her hand dipped between her legs and came back overflowing with seed.

"So, whaddya say?" Jasmine put her less cum-coated palm on Victoria's chest between her breasts, standing toe-to-toe with her, the futa's slime-soaked shaft pressing against her thigh, "Wanna go for another round? I'm up for it if you are - doesn't look like you're ready to call it quits either!"

Victoria grunted when Jasmine slapped the side of her cock to make a point, the very erect mountain of meat bouncing off her leg.

"... alright." Victoria replied after a long moment of silence, her eyes narrowed suspiciously at Jasmine, "You're right: I'm not done. Far from it. And the sex was pretty good. You handled it a lot better than anyone else. I'm... I'm still not sure how to feel about it."

"Then let me help you understand!"

Before Victoria could figure out what she meant, Jasmine suddenly pounced on her, throwing her arms around her neck, her legs hooking onto the futa's waist. Victoria scarcely had time to react, her lips attacked by Jasmine's, the older woman's fat ass resting on the root of her shaft, her member's thickness swallowed by the door-brushing cheeks; more pressingly, she also lost her balance, teetering as Jasmine's body impacted hers, her foot slipping on the sea of seed. She was sent skating backwards, her ankles catching on the crumpled frame of the bed, Victoria and her partner plummeting towards the floor together.

They hit the mattress with a splash - or, more aptly, Victoria splashed onto the bedding, Jasmine's fall cushioned by the futa's body. Victoria felt helpless in that moment, clutching Jasmine's ribcage in a panic, her eyes darting around wildly as she involuntarily returned the kiss. Jasmine stroked a patch of her tangled black locks comfortingly, and began to grind her cunt against Victoria's trunk, trying to show her musclebound lover that her intentions were pure. Well, not that pure. It was obvious she was hungry to feel that pillar towering above her split open her pussy again, but she hoped it was just as obvious that that was the only thing she wanted!

What she didn't let onto was that she planned on being the one in control this time!

Swishing her tongue through Victoria's mouth, Jasmine ravenously humped against her monolith, twerking her rotund cheeks around its corpulent girth. Leftover semen spilled from Victoria's glans, dribbling down her shaft and onto Jasmine's back; cum leaked from the bottom-heavy woman's cunt onto the futa's groin too, her stomach deflating, making room for the next load to be unleashed inside of her, the thought so arousing that Jasmine squirted just from fantasizing about it.

Removing her lips from Victoria's, she started to kiss down the side of her face, planting pecks along her jawline. Jasmine went further south, sucking and nibbling on Victoria's neck next, tasting the musky flavor of their mixed fluids, a throaty moan reverberating from her chest, reminding her of the once-in-a-lifetime fucking she'd just experienced. She ran her hands across Victoria's torso, tracing the contours of her numerous muscles, groping her large breasts; Jasmine even risked pinching the futanari's small pink nipples, testing to see if that would set her off as well. It didn't.

What she did feel however was Victoria freezing up below her, her breathing growing heavy, her arms falling stiffly to her sides. Unsure of what to make of this reaction, Jasmine made the wise decision to not push her luck, releasing Victoria's nipples and skipping her breasts entirely as she made her way down her body; she made a pit stop at the futa's armpits, running her fingers through the sweaty, bushy masses of hair sticking out of them, appreciating the dual-levels of masculinity and femininity Victoria seemingly seamlessly possessed. She stopped short of actually sniffing the bundles of fur, restraining her more perverse urges.

Shifting her legs and ass to the side, Jasmine continued her bodily-worship, inching closer to the shadowing-casting cock looming above her. Fondling Victoria's bulging abs like she would a pair of breasts, Jasmine began cleaning them of all the built-up testicle-gunk stuffed into the spaces between their rigid shapes, spit-shining the six massive slabs of raw strength. Once she was finished using her tongue as a sperm-mop, Jasmine licked down Victoria's happy trail, giving her member one last smooch where it connected to her hairy crotch before standing back up.

She looked at Victoria's body, impressing herself with how little cum she left on her pallid complexion.

"Mmmm that was a good appetizer." Jasmine grinned, now looking down at Victoria for once," But I'm hungry for the main course! Ready for me to ride you, stud?"

"Ride me?" Victoria stared back at her incredulously, "How do you plan on doing that? My cock is longer than your legs. You gonna grab a stool or something?"

Jasmine eyed Victoria's turgid spear, its glans just about level with her breasts.

"No, nothing like that. See, I never told you this, but I'm a personal trainer, and I've been pretty active my whole life. I was a gymnast growing up, and I still practice a lot of what I learned to stay flexible. So just lay back, relax, and let me do a little routine for you!"

Victoria begrudgingly did as she was told, her tense muscles slowly loosening.

Turning around so she was facing Victoria's cock, Jasmine slipped her fingers around the underside of the head, spreading her legs over her, her feet sinking into semen on both sides of the futa's waist. Staring down the barrel of Victoria's cum-cannon, Jasmine felt her heart drum in her chest, her pussy leaking as needily as ever; taking in the immense package from this angle was one of the most arousing things she'd ever done, Jasmine able to make out every detail of its glory.

The sanguine-hued glans throbbed against her chest, bigger than both of her pert breasts together, and it gushed a steady stream of precum down its insane length. She observed the pulsing of the uncountable quantity of arteries lacing it, how some of them were long and thick enough to be compared to her most ridiculously sized dildos, Victoria's brutally-swollen urethra so massive that if that was her actual cock, Jasmine still would've been satisfied beyond belief. Further down, spread between her legs, cradled by cum, were the futanari's grotesquely engorged testicles.

They hadn't shriveled even remotely, the opposite plainly true. Each one was far more bloated than when Jasmine had seen them during her blowjob, and they extended Victoria's scrotum all the way to her feet; her progeny-pouch was tautened to such a ludicrous degree that there wasn't a wrinkle left on it, the skin totally smooth from being weighed down so far. Hair-dotted veins covered it, and Jasmine could both see and hear their brewing of sperm in real time, Victoria's sperm-tanks quaking vigorously, gurgling as they produced immense volumes of that heavenly ambrosia that would soon be all hers.

And hopefully be all hers for the foreseeable future!

Rubbing her fingers into the tough, sperm-streaked cock-flesh, Jasmine turned around and glanced at Victoria, who was still watching her awkwardly, clearly unsure of what was about to happen. Blowing her a kiss, she started to twerk her massive lower-cheeks, clapping them together, their loud, sloppy collisions ringing out through the room; Victoria's dick pulsated in her palms, lurching against her grip, the futa clearly enjoying the show. Grinning to herself, Jasmine dropped into a squat, sliding her torso down Victoria's member like a stripper-pole, her ginormous ass covering her from her midsection all the way to the bottoms of her breasts.

Jasmine repeated this seductive act again and again, grinding her needy pussy against Victoria's shaft, spreading her sexual-slime across it, re-soaking her slit in seed; Jasmine could feel her labia begin to close up already, regaining its not-so-tight tightness, recovering from the violent sex it had just endured. She didn't care much about this, feeling somewhat proud if anything that she wasn't so easily ruined by Victoria's colossus - not that she would've minded it the futa permanently gaped her out. Her cunt was practically made for Victoria!

Rising back up one last time, Jasmine prepared for the 'routine' she'd mentioned. Standing on her toes, she squeezed Victoria's shaft as tightly as possible and took a deep breath, hoping that what she was planning to do was possible with a penis instead of a balance-beam. Muscles tightening, Jasmine began to lift herself up into the air using nothing but Victoria's steely pole, her feet leaving the ground; Victoria's cock wavered for a moment from the sudden additional weight putting pressure on it, but she quickly flexed her kegels, forcing her endowment to jut from her crotch straight as an arrow.

She rose higher, her legs forming a split, her body growing parallel with Victoria's. Jasmine continued to lift herself, her arms quivering as she moved the rest of her body into a handstand position, her feet dangling in the air; she continued like this until she felt her toes brush against the ceiling, her face inches away from Victoria's sperm-spilling urethra, nearly fully upside down above her partner. Really she was just showing off at this point, proving that she could do what she claimed. Giving the futa's cum-slit a slow, long lick, Jasmine altered her angle once again.

It took a few minutes, but she eventually positioned herself so her cunt brushed against the cockhead, her legs extended in a split still, her arms snaking down her torso to continue to support her figure. She couldn't believe how high off the ground she was! Smiling internally that she accomplished such a ridiculous feat, Jasmine lowered her groin, her pussy touching down on Victoria's flared cockhead. At this point she attempted to relax only her kegels, allowing her canal to open itself so that it could swallow up Victoria's monstrosity once more.

Victoria couldn't believe her eyes.

Not only had Jasmine just given her one of the hottest lap-dances of her life - as brief as it was - but she just used her cock like some kind of pommel horse! Now, with nothing but her arms holding herself up, she was going to fuck herself on her dick in a reverse-cowgirl position; this was a position Victoria rarely got to enjoy, her appendage too immense to do it with any sort of simplicity. Jasmine continued to blow her mind, exceeding all of her expectations, causing her to experience an emotion that wasn't just animalistic lust towards another.

Then Jasmine began to penetrate her pussy using Victoria's monolithic member, taking it slowly, her swollen lower-lips splitting around the mushroom-shaped enormity. Victoria's fingers dug through the sperm-swamp to grip the mattress she was laying on, her teeth gnashing together; she wasn't used to someone other than herself actually being in control of sex, and it was making her antsy, Victoria having to fight her instinct to take the lead - nor did she understand why she was resisting this urge. It wasn't like her to be so... placid during coitus! But this entire day had been unusual, she realized, and this new development was no different.

So Victoria stayed still and watched Jasmine spear herself. Her movements were steady, calculated, Jasmine lowering her cunt a few more inches down the ceiling-facing weapon before rising back up, and then doing it again; Victoria could barely see her gaping hole from her position, the curly-haired woman's colossal cheeks obscuring a large portion of her vision - not that was complaining! But she could certainly feel Jasmine's snug depths squeezing her cock, the euphoric sensation as amazing as it had been previously, her pussy seemingly not any looser after being fucked once already.

"How's it feel, baby?" Jasmine called back without turning her head, keeping it angled towards the floor, "'Cause I'm fucking loving it! You might feel even bigger like this."

"I-It's good - but if you slip I'm not gonna catch you!"

"Mmmm, if I slip I'm just gonna slide right down your cock!"

It was something Jasmine had considered doing on purpose, so eager she was to feel all of Victoria's venous bludgeon skewering her insides. But she resisted the temptation. Fucking herself up and down more and more inches of the cock's incredible length, she consumed section after section of it into her cavernous cunt, pacing herself as best she could; Jasmine even held back the orgasm building up inside of her, wanting to at least have her feet back on the ground before she lost control. When that happened she could really throw caution to the wind!

Jasmine watched the outline of Victoria's cockhead squirm through her depths, a bulge quickly having appeared on her still slightly-flabby stomach; it was in her womb again, pushing out the cum that had accumulated inside of it, the baby-batter that had refused to vacate her chamber. This semen and her own girl-cream ran in rivulets down Victoria's shaft and over Jasmine's fingers, threatening her hold on the tremendous member, the fluids pooling atop of the futa's sack like a birdbath. She panted as her hands slid down Victoria's dick, Jasmine nearing her goal of being utterly impaled.

Lowering her legs, Jasmine tested how far away they were from the floor, swinging them around, her toes grazing Victoria's corpulent sack. Dropping until she'd taken as much of Victoria's cock as she had since beginning her ride, she used her grip on the abominable shaft to yank herself down it, plummeting south until her feet stomped onto the carpet, her ankles sucked into the huge volume of semen. Shooting up her torso, the giant appendage distended her skin up to her breasts, knocking the air from Jasmine's lungs.

She climaxed immediately, her hands leaving Victoria's member to clutch at her pushed-out breasts, kneading them roughly. Writhing atop the first third of the futa's larger-than-life log, her head whipping back and forth - her bun coming completely done - Jasmine's dyed-white-from-cum curls bouncing on her skull; the usual flood of cunt juice rained from her sex, splattering across Victoria's thighs, cock, and balls. Screaming, Jasmine jerked her hips back and forth, banging Victoria's dick around her womb and cunt like a pinball.

"God yes!" She shrieked again and again, "There's nothing better than this! Fuck I want this cock all to myself for forever! No one else can make me cum like you do, Victoria!"

Victoria's partner's praises inflated her ego.

"We'll see about that, slut! If you can handle a full day of fucking, then maybe I'll consider making this a permanent arrangement!"

"A f-full day? Fuck that - I want you to fuck me all weekend!"

As if to prove her words weren't nothing but posturing, Jasmine resumed shunting her body on the mighty pillar mid-orgasm. Even while her outpouring of arousal persisted, she bounced herself up and down on Victoria's bestial behemoth, puncturing her pussy deeper, her knees bending in order to devour further portions of the magnificent monster. Her hands left her tits to cradle the silhouette of Victoria's enormity, nearly pulling on it to fuck herself faster like she could shove the cock through her body if she tried hard enough, Jasmine's agency absent, replaced by unbridled carnal cravings.

Feeling more in control of herself than ever during a euphoric-high, Jasmine was able to both bask in her orgasm and increase her pleasure simultaneously, her climaxes getting better and better the more of them she achieved. She was so eager to feel Victoria's excessive endowment sheathed fully inside of her body that she hardly even lifted herself off it, sinking down the tower of vascular flesh, the distension in her chest starting to tent her skin up to her face. Lord, did she need to feel her crotch touch Victoria's!

Her body grew heavier as precum pumped into her womb once more. Stomach jiggling as she flung herself down Victoria's throbbing rod, Jasmine's ecstasy was amplified by the scorching liquid swirling through her baby-sac, another orgasm approaching even while her previous one was petering out; she swore she could almost feel the overly-virile swimmers trying to impregnate her, sperm floundering across her inner-walls, searching for eggs to inseminate. Jasmine didn't know the likelihood of this actually occurring - she'd read that futanari didn't impregnate others easily - but the idea of the hyper-endowed futanari knocking her up was one of the hottest she'd ever conceptualized.

On the other hand, Victoria was chomping at the bits to join in the fray.

The more fervently Jasmine rode her the harder it was to ignore her libido's yearnings. She did lean up on her elbows to get a closer look at the action, her nipples poking Jasmine' rear, amazed that anyone could power themselves up and down on her cock so skillfully; Victoria expected her to pass out any time now, to finally fall like so many others before her to the gargantuan mass extending from her groin, but that just didn't happen. If anything, Jasmine moved faster, slamming herself onto the pillar brutalizing her lower lips. Her energy seemed as limitless as her lust!

Victoria could even make out the shape of her glans protruding above Jasmine's head, expanding her figure absurdly; at the same time, the bottom-heavy woman's ridiculously rotund rear began to make light plaps against Victoria's six-pack, her ass showing off its all-natural enormity. Her canal, womb, and whatever else Victoria's cock was burrowing through hugged the futa's massive monster divinely, Jasmine's inner-walls constantly pressing down around her shaft, her pussy-muscles manipulating it in a way that felt extraordinary.

Before she knew it, Jasmine reached the end of her cock, her knees folding onto the floor, her ass resting on Victoria's stomach, bumping against her breasts. It was only here that Jasmine paused in order to have another explosive orgasm, Victoria shivering as the hot flood of fluids gushed across her legs and balls; now more than ever she wanted to reach out, wrap her hands around Jasmine's slim waist, and fuck her with everything she had - but again she repelled the thought. More out of curiosity than anything, she wanted to see how her lover would manage the full breadth of her colossus.

It didn't take long for Jasmine to start up again. Victoria studied her backside as she rose up on her knees as high as possible without actually standing, and then powered herself back down; the futa observed the sweat cascading down Jasmine's spine, how her matted curls bounce against her shoulders, the way her huge ass rippled when it hit her abs and tits. She looked at her more astutely than she had anyone else in a long time, truly admiring Jasmine's beauty, appreciating how sexy she looked as she repeatedly impaled herself. Maybe... maybe she really could get used to this.

Maybe.

"I-I can't stop c-cumming!" Jasmine whined, her head thrown backward to make room for the tower rising from her flesh, "It's so good. F-Fuck. Where h-have you been a-all my life!?"

"Enough talking, cunt!" Victoria growled, snaking an arm out to plant a vicious slap against one of Jasmine's cheeks - the one urge she didn't bother resisting, "Keep riding me! God, do I have to do all the work around here?"

"Oh fuck, spank me again!"

To her delight Victoria did.

The moment Jasmine began driving her cunt up and down on Victoria's cock, she felt a series of harsh blows rain down against her ass, her massive cheeks clapping together because of it. She moaned louder than ever, sticking her rear out further to give the futa better access to her backside, gyrating her hips back and forth; it wasn't easy to do given the throbbing skewer she was utterly stuck on, her movements impeded by the leviathan within her. Jasmine couldn't even lean forward without hitting her head on the cock bulging through her flesh, her only option to jump constantly in order to wring as much pleasure from Victoria's loins as possible!

So that's what she did. Whether she was cumming or not - Jasmine losing count of how many she'd had so far - she rode Victoria for all she was worth, squeezing her inner-muscles down around her cock, milking it, her actions emboldened by the noise of her ass slapping against the futa's abdomen and the futa's hands striking her backside. Her legs splashed through the ever-growing ocean of cum surrounding them both, and her fingers clutched frantically at the protuberance stretching her out, stroking it, doing everything in her power to bring bonus bouts of pleasure to her partner and herself.

And pleasure was in no short supply. So numerous were the electric shocks of stimulation that coursed through her nerve-endings that Jasmine almost felt numb, her limbs becoming more difficult to control, her mind dimmed by the incomparable carnal rapture - but she wouldn't be defeated so easily! No, Jasmine only increased her rate of grotesque self-impalement, her bouncing growing erratic, wild, her body jerking around like a puppet dancing with tangled strings. Tongue lolling from her lips, she twisted her head rapidly back and forth, howling her enjoyment for everyone to hear.

If there was exactly one thing Jasmine wished she could change at this moment would be the fact that she couldn't reach Victoria's balls. With her body blocked by the bulbous behemoth, she couldn't even begin to stretch her arms far enough to touch them, as much as she wanted to; what she would give to be able to massage those obese cum-factories in her fingers while she rode the futa, feeling them churning up more sperm, maybe even sucking on the saggy scrotum flesh at the same time. Perhaps there was a position this could be achievable in, but that was an endeavor for another day!

Giving Victoria the best sex of her life was what she focused on instead. Jasmine would consider it a personal failing if she didn't blow Victoria's mind to the same degree she had hers, having always been confident in her sexual abilities. And why wouldn't she be? Ever since she lost her virginity, her partners - whether they were boyfriends or random hookups - never hesitated to inform her that she was a lover like no other, that she very well might've ruined sex with anyone else for them. She drained them dry, fucked them until they were sore, and left them in the dust when it came to love-making. It was just that easy for her...

... or it was until she met Victoria!

Though she didn't express it, Victoria was attempting to file this sex away in her brain as some of the greatest she'd ever experienced, struggling to allow herself to do so. Jasmine coaxed she-pre from her rumbling balls so skillfully she had to consciously stave off an orgasm, her cock squeezed by the most velvet-soft, slick, sweltering pussy imaginable. Just how ravenously Jasmine treated her and her endowment were enough to make Victoria hum with pleasure, the woman able to take everything thrown at her and give the same energy right back. Never in a million years did Victoria think she'd meet someone like this!

Jasmine didn't even appear perturbed by the unrelenting hordes of sperm fattening her womb. Victoria could see Jasmine's belly inflate from behind her, her swelling stomach flopping up and down as she vigorously bounced on the waist-thick member; nothing seemed to be capable of stopping the lust-driven woman, orgasms guiding her every movement, her fervor impressing even the likes of Victoria! Victoria's body shook under the unrelenting pounding, her abs beginning to feel a bit sore from Jasmine's hefty backside bashing into her.

Open-palm whapping Jasmine's ass until her cheeks muddy-complexion turned red, handprint-shaped bruises appearing across them, Victoria refused to remove her eyes from her massive globes; they were easily the most alluring quality Jasmine possessed, her rear unbefitting the rest of her dimensions. Victoria occasionally paused her abuse to maul the fatty mounds, jiggling them in her strong fingers, pulling them apart and mashing them together like they were made of dough. Jasmine picked up her pace, excitement growing.

Unfortunately Victoria could feel their fun coming to an end - at least for the time being.

Her balls groaned against her feet, shaking as they prepared to unleash a fresh load. Victoria tensed her kegels again, staving off this oncoming orgasm for as long as possible - but her genitalia disagreed with her choice. Cock bucking, it nearly sent Jasmine spinning around like a top, her thighs tightening around Victoria's, arms hugging the distension in her torso like it was a tube of toothpaste she was trying to coax the last drops out of; this just made Victoria want to cum even more, the curly-haired woman's every action accelerating her arousal, stimulation piling atop her package. She almost grabbed Jasmine just to make her slow down!

When she couldn't take it anymore, Victoria released Jasmine's ass and fell back into the sperm-saturated mattress, her eyes staring absently at the ceiling. Toes curling, she raised a hand to her mouth like she was going to chomp down on it, her mind a muddle of lurid delight. Victoria's testicles twitched, swelling again as they overfilled themselves with sperm, her cock so turgid that not even a roundhouse kick could have moved it. She waited until the very last second to announce her imminent climax, her head shaking back and forth in denial that someone was able to coax an orgasm from her so swiftly.

"G-Gonna cum." She stated plainly, trying to sound in control of herself, "Try not to g-get blown off my cock, s-slut! Brace yourself!"

Normally Jasmine would have been annoyed when one of her partners told her they were cumming, but when she heard it from Victoria she was utterly overjoyed!

"Yes! Cum in me, baby! Pack my womb full with your cum. I'm gonna take even more of it than last time! Gimme everything you got, stud."

"Here. It. Comes!"

Jasmine didn't bother to halt her carnal rampage, choosing to ride Victoria until she couldn't physically move any longer. She felt the barrel of futa-meat buck inside of her, and she heard Victoria's balls creak like they were going to actually burst from trying to contain so much cum. Victoria's urethra bloated massively, the fleshy tube grinding against her pussy-walls and womb, extending her skin outward, causing Jasmine to orgasm before she did - an orgasm she tried to ignore somewhat so she could put all her focus towards the gesyering of seed about to occur directly inside of her.

Bellowing as the first ball of baby-batter blasted her baby-sac, Jasmine's eyes bulged upon witnessing the tenting of her skin above her head shoot even higher, forced skyward from the pressurized hose of futa-cream; it appeared as though it would actually reach the ceiling, falling short by only a handful of inches. When it came careening back down, the sphere of flesh plopped onto Jasmine's head, nearly knocking her out from the sheer heft of Victoria's dense cum, her hands leaving the deforming-distension to push the globe of goop from her features - something she had to continue doing as the the initial stream persisted for seconds on end.

She immediately recognized that Victoria's second load of the day would be just as voluminous as the previous one; Jasmine had experienced this to a lesser degree with Dr. Daley, but it was even more impactful now considering who her current partner was. Her own climax extended as the unending initial salvo of sperm persistently fired off inside of her without a break, her skin continuously jettisoned into the air, Jasmine having to shove the growing mass away from her visage in order to not suffocate on its ever-enlarging size.

At the same time her stomach ballooned outward, her womb reaching its natural capacity in mere moments, already stuffed full from Victoria's pre. She felt her belly jut forward, slapping into the futa's muscle-dense thighs, rolling towards her balls; Jasmine once again wished she could at least see all of her inflation happen, her vision growing more and more obscured by the cum cascading upward and then succumbing to gravity. Her own orgasm hadn't dropped off either, flowing forcefully from her speared-pussy.

"S-So much!" She moaned while she still could, "But I want more! K-Keep filling me!"

Victoria couldn't bring herself to reply.

With her head lifted yet again, Victoria observed the proceedings through glazed-over eyes. Small gasps escaped her lips as she pumped gallon after gallon after gallon of semen into Jasmine's chamber, her cum spraying so quickly from her piss-slit that she felt as though it might tear; this was in part due to the fact that Jasmine's stomach was now resting on her balls, putting immense amounts of pressure on them, drawing more and more seed from their bottomless well of potency. It felt as if a part of her might pop from one of her climaxes!

Before her very eyes Jasmine's stomach swelled to an absurd degree. She could see the woman's midsection extend in every direction at once like someone was building a wall made of rubber in front of her. Victoria suddenly realized that her legs were now pinned to the floor from the added weight of her own cum morphing Jasmine's physique - another first for the young futanari. In fact, Jasmine's womb was growing so heavy that Victoria began to feel her cock begin to flag; it wasn't going soft in the slightest, instead being forced down by the volume of ball-brew pressing against it, her own load working against her.

Steadily her cock bent towards the floor, taking Jasmine with her; Victoria didn't know what to do in this situation, paralyzed by uncertainty. Should she move Jasmine off of her member? Could she trust her to do it herself? What would happen if she didn't take action!? All she did while ruminating on this conundrum was watch Jasmine's body tilt away from her, her ass lifting off Victoria's abs; it was getting to the point that Victoria wasn't sure she could sit up and reach her constantly-expanding lover if she wanted to, as secured to the mattress and the floor as she was.

Mixed with her apprehension were the barreloads of pleasure crashing through her, Victoria not really wanting to push Jasmine off of her unloading-trouser-snake. It was difficult for her to contend with the two conflicting emotions, her lust overriding her common sense, the feeling of anger and arousal rolling together into one in her heart; it didn't help that Jasmine wasn't trying to free herself of what seemed to be her impending doom, like she was trying to put full responsibility of what would happen to her on Victoria's shoulders. Why wasn't she getting off her cock!?

Climax still going strong, Victoria shook her head as Jasmine was now almost fully parallel with her long legs - her long legs which were utterly flattened by the woman's enormously inflated gut. It was actually painful to have so much concentrated pressure on her sack at once, Victoria's discomfort growing by the second; and despite Jasmine looking like she might explode at any moment, she just lay there, supported by the massive member, cumming her brains out, moaning mindlessly as she inflated to a size no human being was meant to reach.

She'd finally had enough.

Muscles popping out across her immense form, Victoria heaved herself into a sitting position, her abs flexing, her legs jerking beneath the spherical mass. Immediately her abdomen slammed into Jasmine's upturned ass, sending her sliding several inches up the semen-sieving shaft, doing some of Victoria's work for her. Slapping her hands onto Jasmine's rear, Victoria initiated the process of shoving her off her cock, her biceps engorging, the veins stretching across her many layers of brawn pulsating as they filled with blood to help her achieve her maximum level of strength.

Gritting her teeth, Victoria shimmied Jasmine up her insane length, attempting to bend her knees at the same time for better leverage; it was slow going, Jasmine weighing so damn much - not that she was entirely to blame for that - that moving her strained the futa's muscles, Victoria having to fight through her own euphoria as well. She leaned forward like she was doing a sit-up, her legs lifting as she moved her partner's constantly-ballooning-figure, Jasmine more than halfway up her shaft. Losing patience, Victoria threw herself at the woman with all her might, shifting into a position that would allow her to stand simultaneously, giving this final motion everything she had.

Jasmine went flying off her cock, landing a couple of feet in front of her.

"You stupid slut, were you trying to die!?" Victoria roared, hunching over Jasmine as she frantically began jerking her cock, "I knew you couldn't handle it all! Fucking dumb bitch!"

Jasmine groaned.

She wasn't quite sure what was happening, only aware that she wasn't being packed-full of cock-cream any longer; if her brain wasn't shattered by ecstatic bliss, she would've considered this a good development, but at the moment all she experienced was disappointment. This feeling would be slightly alleviated when cords of cum cascaded across her back, her mind working overtime to understand what was happening - the fact that she was still spritzing pussy juice at a rapid rate didn't help either!

As she was layered again and again, Jasmine started observing her own figure, and what had been done to it. She quickly noticed that neither her arms nor her legs were touching the carpet - and not just because they were floating in a sea of semen - her limbs and her head held aloft by her own stomach; Jasmine did a double-take just to make sure her hazy eyes weren't playing tricks on her, moaning as she witnessed something entirely beyond the realm of reason. Her belly had grown so gigantic from Victoria's load that she was completely suspended in the air by its rotund size!

Wiggling her limbs to make sure what she was seeing was real, Jasmine, instead of being repulsed by her warped state, was only aroused further by it - aroused and impressed that she'd managed to hold so much semen inside of her womb! Though she still wanted to attempt to do that with an entire orgasm from Victoria, she was satisfied by her progress nonetheless, electrified by the sight of her grotesque enormity; add in the constant lashing of Victoria's seed against her body, and Jasmine was a happy woman.

The same couldn't be said for Victoria, however.

She was infuriated by the sight of Jasmine enjoying the salacious punishment her body had endured! Victoria's throat rumbled in anger as she unleashed the rest of her climax over the woman, painting her white, hiding the figure of the person that had enraged her; she didn't even moan as she billowed rope after rope of hot cream, countenance contorted by fury, her muscle still pumped up from pushing Jasmine off of her cock. A familiar feeling coursed through her, and this time she didn't try to fight it.

A devilish idea formed in her mind. Her orgasm was approaching its finale - most of its duration taken up by her concern for Jasmine - and she knew what she was going to do as soon as it ended. For now she allowed her cock to finish gushing her ball's viscous concoction all over Jasmine, coating her limbs, head, and stomach until she resembled a giant scoop of vanilla ice cream, Victoria making it a point to plaster her wobbling mound of ass-meat as well. Business as usual.

Victoria checked Jasmine's stretched-out, cratered sex when she wasn't pluming more progeny into it, studied how much cum was currently spilling out of her cavernous hole. It wasn't nearly enough! Walking forward, she drizzled her personal frosting over Jasmine, growing the piles of virility heaped across her form, an evil grin touching Victoria's lips. She stopped when her knees bumped into the bottom of Jasmine's gravid belly, her cock jutting over her, the disturbingly-bloated woman seemingly unaware of the futa's presence.

Raising a leg, Victoria stretched it over Jasmine's body which was lifted over a foot off the ground, angling her foot towards the center of her back. Planting her heel in the middle of Jasmine's spine, the sole of her foot sinking through inches of cum, Victoria pressed down; she looked like a trophy hunter posing for a picture over a slain exotic animal! Applying more and more pressure, she steadily stomped down on Jasmine, flattening her figure, forcing a torrent of seed to launch from her pussy, Victoria's other leg swiftly drenched in her own lurid secretions.

Jasmine tried to wriggle out from under Victoria, but was stopped by her own corpulent cum-caused weight; she also didn't put up as much of a fight as the futa expected, seemingly content to be used in whatever manner Victoria saw fit. This, of course, only infuriated her further! Victoria increased the strength with which she pressed down on Jasmine's back, forcing her cunt to expel fountain after fountain of ball-brew, feminine-fluids mixed in with it, the feeling of seed vacating her womb apparently as pleasurable as it was going in.

Victoria stopped once Jasmine's belly was drained to a more manageable size.

"We're not done yet!" She announced, removing her foot from her victim's spine and taking several steps back, "Like I said before: I'm gonna fuck you 'till I'm satisfied!"

Prodding her cock downward, Victoria lined it up with Jasmine's - who was now on her hands, knees, and stomach - sloppy sex.

"You're gonna regret asking me to fuck you all weekend!"

And with that Victoria rammed her pole straight into Jasmine's pussy, not giving it a chance to recover, offering her no reprieve. In just a single thrust she buried half of her monstrous length into her partner, jamming it right back into her womb, splitting her cunt once more; Jasmine shrieked appreciatively, not needing the break Victoria assumed she would, automatically bucking herself back on the massive rod. Victoria grabbed hold of Jasmine's waist, mounting her, her balls dragging across the cum-inundated carpet.

Wasting no time, Victoria fucked into Jasmine fervently, flinging her hips back and forth, starting this third sexual session off with a bang. Dragging Jasmine backward to meet her powerful pistons, she bashed her cock around inside of her lover, angling her plunges in different directions; even with the volume of semen making Jasmine appear pregnant and ready to give birth, Victoria's dick still managed to punch against her skin, striking her in the arms, nearly causing her to fall over. Semen sprayed from their connected genitalia.

Exhaling loudly through her nostrils, Victoria rampaged through Jasmine's depths, displaying a salacious fierceness she'd restrained until now. She was essentially seeing red, taking her rage out on the one person worthy of challenging her, holding nothing back anymore, truly giving Jasmine her all; Victoria had to come out on top of this meeting of the sexually-strange, arise triumphant with a new favorite sex toy who would acquiesce to her whims. So she put as much of her wrathful passion into each hammer of her hunk of futa-meat, attempting to prove a point that only she was aware of.

Ignorant to Victoria's feelings, Jasmine was just along for the ride - and what a ride it was!

She was finally getting fucked the way she'd always wanted to! Both of the previous instances of Victoria's carnally brutalizing her body were exquisite, of course, but this time she could tell that the futa had actually stopped resisting her urges, regardless of the reasoning for it. Jasmine came less than a minute after Victoria skewered her once more, her explosive arousal causing her to undulate her body even faster, practically matching the speed of the thrusts with her own ass-shaking backward humps.

It didn't get better than this! Jasmine squeezed her cunt around Victoria's monolith, drawing out pints of leftover seed and fresh batches of she-pre from her balls, returning her womb to its overly stuffed state. Looking down when the cock-outline expectantly jutted past her chest, she licked its skin-hugged form, slobbering over it, her head practically able to rest on it like some kind of heated stone pillow. She slipped right back into a libido-charged mindset, doing everything in her power to please the ultra-endowed futa, knowing that she would receive just as much stimulation in return.

"That's right, baby, fuck me as hard as you can." Jasmine lifted her head to moan these words, craning her neck to look back at Victoria, "Fuck my fuckin' pussy up! Make it yours - make it belong to you and only you! Mmm that's the stuff!"

Victoria, without pausing her pussy-reaming, slapped Jasmine roughly on the ass.

"You are mine you fucking slut! No one else is gonna be able to satisfy you like I can! I fucking ruined you for anyone else - something a stupid whore like you deserves!"

"Yes! Yes! You're right! I'm nothing but a slut for you to fuck and cum into! A toy for your pleasure! I'll be whatever you want as long as you don't stop fucking me!"

Her words had the intended effect she hoped she would. Victoria sped up her pace, barrelling into Jasmine's canal, abs and breasts bouncing off her pumpkin-sized cheeks - she'd fit all of her cock in just a few minutes! Overjoyed by this development, Jasmine matched Victoria's rutting rate, their bodies beating into each other, the pair practically a blur of uncontrollable lust. Jasmine screamed about how good getting fucked was, and how amazing of a lover Victoria was - when she wasn't sucking on a section of her chest-tenting shaft, that is - until her voice went hoarse, driven to new depths of depravity.

There wasn't a force in the world strong enough to tear them apart, Victoria's enormity fully embedded in Jasmine's womb, Jasmine making absolutely sure that Victoria's colossally girthy cock was never not hilted inside of her for more than a few seconds. Victoria stayed mostly silent throughout this, besides the huffs of air through her nose and the grunts that left her thin, cracked lips; the only other sound she ever made was the echoing slaps of her palms against Jasmine's vast cheeks, her stomach producing a similar cacophony with every thrust.

Several things made the sex even better for the both of them. Victoria's balls began slamming into Jasmine's cunt, hitting her achingly erect clit, causing her to cum more violently than ever. Jasmine realized she was basically completely held up by the futa's hands and cock, and she raised an arm from the floor to give Victoria a sticky, sperm-smeared handjob while repeatedly sucking her dick as well - or at least suck it as well as she could! Semen stimulated both of their sexual organs, heating Jasmine's womb and inner-walls, sliding across Victoria's shaft and testicles simultaneously.

Jasmine could've swore they were causing the ground to crater around them from the passion of their coitus, Victoria practically fucking her straight into the flooring; hell, she was pretty positive the walls were shaking from Victoria's earth-shattering pistons, like her entire house could come crashing down on them at any moment - and even that wouldn't have been able to stop them! But she didn't care - couldn't find it in herself to care - her only concern being how much she could cum and how much cum would end up absurdly inflating her figure. Why bother with anything else!?

Minute after minute passed before Victoria orgasmed - Jasmine experiencing a plethora of them in that time - and she announced it like she always did, hurling demeaning insults at her lover who replied with her usual impassioned howls. Victoria's semen flooded her depths, bloating her again and again, blowing up her body like an air mattress; Jasmine handled more of it than both of the futanari's earlier climaxes, her stomach stretching out so far that she couldn't even reach its sides. Eventually Victoria yanked her monster out to coat her figure and gush her load across the bedroom, scarcely a single surface or object dry once she was finished.

When this climax ended, Jasmine drained herself and wobbled to her feet, throwing herself at the futanari as soon as she was able.

Her tongue slid into Victoria's mouth, making out with her, sharing the semen that coated her lips. Body moving on its own, she pushed the futanari back onto her back and mounted her in the same dexterous manner as before, only this time she faced Victoria. Riding her with even more fervor, her body blurring as she speared herself on the monster cock; Victoria didn't remain idle either, thrusting up into her partner, keeping a tight hold on her hips, her knees raised to press into Jasmine's ass. Jasmine was refilled with semen after achieving a multitude of climaxes, the bedroom inundated with cum. Then they switched positions.

They fucked and fucked and fucked. Consumed by passion, they horny pair were never apart for long, their genitalia glued together, their bodies intertwined, attached at the hip almost literally. Victoria would take Jasmine in every position she could think of, slapping her ass, mauling her perky breasts, and choking her when the desire arose, doing everything she could to make the woman submit - everything she'd denied herself until this point; Jasmine didn't, every single thing the futa did to her enhancing her arousal, her orgasms strongest when she was being treated roughly, when Victoria abused her like a common whore.

Victoria lifted Jasmine into the air to plow her with full-nelson, her arms hooked under her legs and arms, her hands holding her by the head. Jasmine flipped around in this position without leaving the futa's grasp, bouncing on her mega-thick rod, their mouths meeting once again. They fucked in a spooning position, with Jasmine pressed against a wall, missionary - basically every surface available in the bedroom was used for the animalistic coupling, semen and girl-cum plastering everything around them, the pair's figures dyed a murky white.

Day turned to night, and then became day again.

The sex didn't stop. Even as both Jasmine and Victoria began to suffer from exhaustion, neither were willing to give in, neither asking for a break, neither needing anything but each other, coitus seemingly sustaining them like food and drink would. Their levels of physical fitness were put to the test, their stamina bottomless, the lovers displaying an outstanding degree of what a human could endure; Jasmine and Victoria barely bothered to speak after the first day had passed, the few utterances they did make reserved for moans, grunts, and screams, the air around them hot and wet from their lovemaking.

It wasn't until they'd reached a full thirty-six hours of fucking that they ultimately faltered - and they did so together! Victoria was pistoning her sore member into Jasmine from behind, Jasmine weakly thrusting her black-and-blue bruised ass back against Victoria, a combination of sweat, seed, and pussy juice dripping off their haggard physiques. Their movements were strained, tired, the pair clearly having pushed themselves as far they could; Victoria hardly had in it her to climax, but she managed it, gasping as her balls sieved their load one last time, Jasmine feebling crying out as she matched the futa's peak of euphoria.

Victoria exploded inside of Jasmine, shooting everything left in her testicles. She struggled to maintain a grip on the woman's waist, her body teetering back and forth, Victoria's vision growing darker; Jasmine responded similarly, going still as she climaxed and her womb was bloated, her stomach lifting her from the carpet once more. But one thing had changed. Neither realized it, but by the time Victoria's orgasm reached its end after several minutes, she hadn't pulled out, hadn't even remembered that was something she should do - so every drop of cum stayed inside of Jasmine, the curly-haired woman accomplishing the single goal she'd had since they'd first had sex.

Stumbling backwards, Victoria dropped. Her body splashed into the seed-sea, half of her body submerged in the dense gunk, her eyelids fluttering as they slowly closed. She felt something she hadn't felt in... in possibly forever. Relief. Cock utterly flaccid, balls so empty that they felt smaller than usual, a satisfied, genuinely happy smile lifting her lips. There wasn't any anger left in her heart, and the menacing voice in her brain ceased its whispering. Victoria passed out, falling into a deep sleep, her mind completely blank.

Laying where she'd been left, unable to move, Jasmine had a similar experience. She'd been happy the entire time, but she didn't feel horny any longer, no liquid leaking from her pussy - though Victoria's cum certainly did! Stretching her arms out across the bed of her own bloated skin, she hugged her stomach, nuzzling her face into it, sighing contentedly; her mind briefly dwelled on how odd it felt to not be aroused for once, Jasmine discovering that she liked this feeling. Drifting off, she thought about the future she could have if Victoria became hers...

They slumbered through the night, blanketed by cum.

...

Victoria awoke with a start.

Head jerking upward and eyes shooting open, she stared at her unfamiliar yet very familiar surroundings; it proved difficult to tell exactly where she was, everything in her line of sight painted in her semen, herself included. Walls, ceiling, furniture - all of it was engulfed by cum, her body not spared from this fate either. She tried to push herself up, but found that something was holding her down, something that wasn't her baby-batter; looking at her torso, and then to the side, Victoria learned what the source of her impediment was, memories of the past couple of days flooding back to her.

Cuddling up against her side, one arm thrown over chest, lay Jasmine. She noticed that Jasmine was awake already and was looking up at her, smiling. Victoria blinked as she studied her most recent lover, the one who had matched her sexually, the person who, as it turned out, was her equal; she appeared in much the same way Victoria remembered seeing her last, except her stomach was much, much smaller, only inflated to the point it looked like she'd swallowed a watermelon. And, most importantly, Jasmine seemed glad to see her, not terrified or unconscious in an orgasm-induced coma.

She tried to speak, but her words stuck to her tongue.

"Mmm good morning, Victoria," Jasmine hummed, rubbing her hand across the futa's progeny-puddled abs, "or, at least I think it's morning. Kinda hard to tell with the window blocked out by your cum!"

She giggled.

"Did you sleep well?"

"I-I did, yeah..." Victoria coughed, her throat dry, "Um, did you?"

"Like a rock! God I don't remember the last time I slept so well - usually I wake up a couple of times through the night from being so horny."

"Same here."

Jasmine slid herself up Victoria's side to give her a gentle kiss.

"I wanted to tell you that this weekend was perfect. Seriously. It was fucking incredible! God I needed that. You really are a stud, Victoria. I've never had sex so good - I actually feel satisfied for once!"

Victoria nodded at her.

"Same here," she repeated, her tone betraying the uncertainty of her emotions, "I uh, I never thought I'd meet someone who could keep up with me. I still can't believe it, really..."

"That makes two of us!"

They stared into each other's eyes.

"So, I was wondering..." Jasmine began to say, her cheeks taking on a blush that was visible through the layer of cum drying on her features, "I was wondering if you had any plans today?"

"Plans...?"

"Yeah, you know, school or work or something. We didn't really get a chance to get to know each other before."

"Oh, um, no, I don't."

"Well, do you want to get to know each other? If this becomes a regular thing, I kinda want to know more about the person who gave me the best sex of my life!"

Victoria's face paled.

"You... you want to make this a regular thing?"

"Of course! Don't you? I mean, we both struggled to find someone who can satisfy us until now, and I think we make a pretty good pair. I don't really want to let this kind of opportunity slip through my fingers, you know?"

"I do. You make a good point. I uh, I guess I wouldn't mind sleeping with you again."

She paused and showed the same blush Jasmine wore.

"This was also the best sex I've ever had." Victoria admitted, her hand lightly grabbing Jasmine's waist, "And I guess I don't want to give it up either. T-That feels weird to say."

"I know how you feel - but great! Really happy to hear you agree. So I was thinking that maybe we should go out and grab a bite to eat and talk. Get to know each other, like I said.

Like a date!?

"How does that sound?"

"Sounds good to me, I'm fucking starving."

"That's what like two days of non-stop fucking will do to you!" Jasmine laughed as she glanced at her and Victoria's bodies, and her bedroom, "But uh, maybe we should clean up a bit first? I can throw your clothes into the laundry, but wanna hop in the shower with me after?"

"Sure."

Jasmine kissed her again, and Victoria felt a strange new emotion well up inside of her.

Hope.