Wedgied
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 13
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
“Stop it Winry, get your head on strait,” she muttered to herself, slapping her own cheek several times to get any naughty thoughts out of her head. Al was just soaking it in both figuratively and literally, he could feel her sweat wetting his body, making him cling even more tightly to Winry’s waist. He loved feeling her curvy booty and soft sex squish into his damp form, stretching him out in pleasurable ways. If he only knew he could control how tight he was Winry would suddenly be finding herself being molested by a string thong. All his guilt was washed away as he bathed in Winry’s warmth and wetness; this was way better then being a suit of armor.
Needing to clear her head, Winry shut the music off and started cleaning up her workstation. She had been meaning to do it for awhile, but had been too busy on her latest order of automail. She started by taking some old junk off the top shelves, stretching her body up and straining Al even further into her crotch. Al moaned as he felt himself rubbing against the tender flesh. He could feel her juices, only a tiny bit, but just enough to give him a taste. He vibrated just slightly, nuzzling the mounds and creating a little bit more moisture for him to suck up. Winry tasted incredible, her sweat, her juices, he wanted to taste more of the girl.
Ignoring the stirring in her overalls, Winry placed the last of the old junk on the floor. She needed somewhere to put some boxes of new equipment she’d purchased and she had a few empty spaces left over beneath the shelves that would be perfect. They were too big to lift, so she had to push them. Bending over, she started to grunt with effort, not noticing that as she leaned down, she was starting to push her pantie’s up her ass crack. Al noticed and was left unsure of whether to cheer or worry as he was fed into Winry’s ass.
All felt her cheeks straining his body in the back. He was plastered to her booty from the sweat, clinging to every inch of her soft, firm backside. He moaned loudly, not needing to hide his enjoyment as they trembled against him. Slowly he started to sink in between them, Winry’s bending forcing him to slide into the only space available. As he felt half of him get sucked, he relished the pleasure, but kind of wished he could feel those buns eating him alive in the front. He imagined how tight and warm it would be, so tight between her buns that he’d be compressed into a tiny strand of cloth. He kept thinking about it until he noticed he was no longer breathing in Winry’s pussy, he was somewhere much tighter and less musky.
Al was the panties, his face was only on the front because that’s where he believed he belonged. All he could do was focus on having his face on a part of Winry and he would be it. Now he was stuck between her ass cheeks, muscular, shifting walls of flesh grinding into him. He loved it as he sank deeper. There was no light, no sensation but heaving round butt cheeks pulling him tighter until he became a full wedgie. He felt like Winry had shoved his face right up her ass and he was right now pressed against her pink, puckered anus. He was happy to find that she kept it clean, the earthy smell from her brown eye didn’t bother him. In fact he kinda liked it. He imagined if he hadn’t lost his body he would have been quiet the pervert when he reached puberty. Now he was making up for lost time, burying his face in a cute girl’s asshole.
Standing back up, Winry reached into her overalls and tried to fish her panties out of her ass crack. She was embarrassed to find that they were wet and tangled between her cheeks. If she ruined Ed’s gift she’d never forgive herself. As she tried to pry him out of her crack, Al felt himself sliding up and down, his face grinding into Winry’s anus. This was so incredible; he didn’t want it to end. He wanted to feel Winry’s pussy, her anus, all of her body. He panicked and tried to move, not even caring if Winry freaked out. He wanted to be as close to Winry as possible.
Needing to clear her head, Winry shut the music off and started cleaning up her workstation. She had been meaning to do it for awhile, but had been too busy on her latest order of automail. She started by taking some old junk off the top shelves, stretching her body up and straining Al even further into her crotch. Al moaned as he felt himself rubbing against the tender flesh. He could feel her juices, only a tiny bit, but just enough to give him a taste. He vibrated just slightly, nuzzling the mounds and creating a little bit more moisture for him to suck up. Winry tasted incredible, her sweat, her juices, he wanted to taste more of the girl.
Ignoring the stirring in her overalls, Winry placed the last of the old junk on the floor. She needed somewhere to put some boxes of new equipment she’d purchased and she had a few empty spaces left over beneath the shelves that would be perfect. They were too big to lift, so she had to push them. Bending over, she started to grunt with effort, not noticing that as she leaned down, she was starting to push her pantie’s up her ass crack. Al noticed and was left unsure of whether to cheer or worry as he was fed into Winry’s ass.
All felt her cheeks straining his body in the back. He was plastered to her booty from the sweat, clinging to every inch of her soft, firm backside. He moaned loudly, not needing to hide his enjoyment as they trembled against him. Slowly he started to sink in between them, Winry’s bending forcing him to slide into the only space available. As he felt half of him get sucked, he relished the pleasure, but kind of wished he could feel those buns eating him alive in the front. He imagined how tight and warm it would be, so tight between her buns that he’d be compressed into a tiny strand of cloth. He kept thinking about it until he noticed he was no longer breathing in Winry’s pussy, he was somewhere much tighter and less musky.
Al was the panties, his face was only on the front because that’s where he believed he belonged. All he could do was focus on having his face on a part of Winry and he would be it. Now he was stuck between her ass cheeks, muscular, shifting walls of flesh grinding into him. He loved it as he sank deeper. There was no light, no sensation but heaving round butt cheeks pulling him tighter until he became a full wedgie. He felt like Winry had shoved his face right up her ass and he was right now pressed against her pink, puckered anus. He was happy to find that she kept it clean, the earthy smell from her brown eye didn’t bother him. In fact he kinda liked it. He imagined if he hadn’t lost his body he would have been quiet the pervert when he reached puberty. Now he was making up for lost time, burying his face in a cute girl’s asshole.
Standing back up, Winry reached into her overalls and tried to fish her panties out of her ass crack. She was embarrassed to find that they were wet and tangled between her cheeks. If she ruined Ed’s gift she’d never forgive herself. As she tried to pry him out of her crack, Al felt himself sliding up and down, his face grinding into Winry’s anus. This was so incredible; he didn’t want it to end. He wanted to feel Winry’s pussy, her anus, all of her body. He panicked and tried to move, not even caring if Winry freaked out. He wanted to be as close to Winry as possible.
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