From One Fuzzy Clam to Another
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 20
by
copier
· original author:
primus359
'That was pretty nice,' thought Naota in the moment of peace between his orgasm and the moment he was deluged with fluids from Haruko's intimate folds. Caught unawares in him moment of bliss, Naota quickly found himself thrashing madly as he choked down yet another mouthful of Haruko's thick juices in his search for air. He had to get out. He HAD to get OUT!
Feeling vaguely like a diver searching blindly for the surface, he kicked and punched at the flesh in the hopes of finding a pocket of air or better yet, the gateway to the outside. Every time he made contact with a part of Haruko's cunt the flesh seemed to ripple and undulate beneath his touch. Unfortunately, a growing burning sensation in his lungs kept him from focusing on this. Instead he only thrashed more wildly, as he tried to climb what he frantically hoped was up.
'Please...' he thought desperately and was rewarded a moment later as he felt his head rise above her fluids. :::::GAAASP::::: Naota took a long ragged breath of the hot, musky air, yet he felt Haruko's juices already flowing into the small fold of flesh. A moment later he was struggling within her fluids again.
It only took a few moments for the little air he had gotten to begin to run out and still all he could feel around him was more liquid saturated flesh. Did she even have a vagina?! How the hell had he gotten in here?!
Already he could feel a dull fuzziness encroaching on his thoughts. 'She's going to kill me,' he thought with a growing sense of defeat and misery. 'She's going to let me drown in her pussy just so I can get her off with my death throws.' And with a final desperate push with his feet, he descended into unconsciousness.
* * * * *
Haruko sat reclining on the bed breathing heavy and drenched in sweat. Naota certainly was an energetic little thing. If he kept this up she may never let him out.
She had already experienced two major orgasms and was enjoying a series of mini orgasms under Naota's surprisingly experienced ministrations.
'Maybe he...ahh...learned more from that silly...ahh... native girl than I first suspected,' she thought as she automatically bucked her hips as each mini-orgasm sent a charge through her body.
She rolled her head back and closed her eyes as she enjoyed every move and twitch that her tiny little boy toy Naota made inside her. She couldn't help but smile as she felt the movements become increasingly frantic.
"Going for a big finale, huh?" she said with a laugh as she felt another climax growing inside her.
She glanced down at her engorged pussy and suppressed a giggle as she noticed the sheer amount of fluid seeping from her happy cunny. A testimate to Naota's selfless attempts to keep her happy.
'He must really be enjoying himself,' she mused as she began to actually pant. He was really going crazy in there. It was simply amazing!
"Yes, Naota! Yes! YeeeEEEEEESSSSSSSS!!" she squealed again and gripped the frame of the bunk bed to steady herself as another massive orgasm rolled through her body. Somewhere through the orgasmic haze that followed she realized that she could feel Naota actually flow past her lips with her latest gush of fluids. It was several seconds of basking in the afterglow before she bothered to focus her eyes down towards him.
She frowned. Naota was face down in a constantly growing puddle of her cum and didn't seem to be moving.
"Uh-oh," she said, her tone sounding more concerned with getting in trouble than with harming Naota. She reached forward and lifted the sticky boy in her fingers. She could feel relief flood through her as she realized that he was still breathing; merely unconscious. She couldn't help but smirk. "Guess you wore yourself out by wearing me out," she gloated. Naota twitched but made no other movement in her hand.
"Hmm... guess three's your limit," she said almost proudly to the unresponsive Naota, "that's okay, you did really REALLY well, Naota, and we'll work on your endurance more next time." Still, Naota made no move.
With a shrug she did a quick check around her before she found and retrieved her bra from the floor. Carefully she dropped Naota into one of the cups and closed the other cup over it as a sort of protective bubble for him while he slept.
Leaving him on the bed, she hopped up and headed towards the bathroom. First she wanted a shower. And then... maybe a sandwich. It was her great burden to bear regarding great sex. It always made her hungry.
For just an instant, the mental image of a tiny squirming Naota being held above her open mouth popped into her head. Her tongue out to catch her meal. The greedy gulp that would follow. And the sensation of having Naota struggling inside her again. But with a shake of her head, she forced the though away. Anything that went in her belly wasn't coming back; and right now, Naota was displaying far too much promise to sacrifice to her hunger on a whim. Oh, well, first a quick shower and then...
Feeling vaguely like a diver searching blindly for the surface, he kicked and punched at the flesh in the hopes of finding a pocket of air or better yet, the gateway to the outside. Every time he made contact with a part of Haruko's cunt the flesh seemed to ripple and undulate beneath his touch. Unfortunately, a growing burning sensation in his lungs kept him from focusing on this. Instead he only thrashed more wildly, as he tried to climb what he frantically hoped was up.
'Please...' he thought desperately and was rewarded a moment later as he felt his head rise above her fluids. :::::GAAASP::::: Naota took a long ragged breath of the hot, musky air, yet he felt Haruko's juices already flowing into the small fold of flesh. A moment later he was struggling within her fluids again.
It only took a few moments for the little air he had gotten to begin to run out and still all he could feel around him was more liquid saturated flesh. Did she even have a vagina?! How the hell had he gotten in here?!
Already he could feel a dull fuzziness encroaching on his thoughts. 'She's going to kill me,' he thought with a growing sense of defeat and misery. 'She's going to let me drown in her pussy just so I can get her off with my death throws.' And with a final desperate push with his feet, he descended into unconsciousness.
* * * * *
Haruko sat reclining on the bed breathing heavy and drenched in sweat. Naota certainly was an energetic little thing. If he kept this up she may never let him out.
She had already experienced two major orgasms and was enjoying a series of mini orgasms under Naota's surprisingly experienced ministrations.
'Maybe he...ahh...learned more from that silly...ahh... native girl than I first suspected,' she thought as she automatically bucked her hips as each mini-orgasm sent a charge through her body.
She rolled her head back and closed her eyes as she enjoyed every move and twitch that her tiny little boy toy Naota made inside her. She couldn't help but smile as she felt the movements become increasingly frantic.
"Going for a big finale, huh?" she said with a laugh as she felt another climax growing inside her.
She glanced down at her engorged pussy and suppressed a giggle as she noticed the sheer amount of fluid seeping from her happy cunny. A testimate to Naota's selfless attempts to keep her happy.
'He must really be enjoying himself,' she mused as she began to actually pant. He was really going crazy in there. It was simply amazing!
"Yes, Naota! Yes! YeeeEEEEEESSSSSSSS!!" she squealed again and gripped the frame of the bunk bed to steady herself as another massive orgasm rolled through her body. Somewhere through the orgasmic haze that followed she realized that she could feel Naota actually flow past her lips with her latest gush of fluids. It was several seconds of basking in the afterglow before she bothered to focus her eyes down towards him.
She frowned. Naota was face down in a constantly growing puddle of her cum and didn't seem to be moving.
"Uh-oh," she said, her tone sounding more concerned with getting in trouble than with harming Naota. She reached forward and lifted the sticky boy in her fingers. She could feel relief flood through her as she realized that he was still breathing; merely unconscious. She couldn't help but smirk. "Guess you wore yourself out by wearing me out," she gloated. Naota twitched but made no other movement in her hand.
"Hmm... guess three's your limit," she said almost proudly to the unresponsive Naota, "that's okay, you did really REALLY well, Naota, and we'll work on your endurance more next time." Still, Naota made no move.
With a shrug she did a quick check around her before she found and retrieved her bra from the floor. Carefully she dropped Naota into one of the cups and closed the other cup over it as a sort of protective bubble for him while he slept.
Leaving him on the bed, she hopped up and headed towards the bathroom. First she wanted a shower. And then... maybe a sandwich. It was her great burden to bear regarding great sex. It always made her hungry.
For just an instant, the mental image of a tiny squirming Naota being held above her open mouth popped into her head. Her tongue out to catch her meal. The greedy gulp that would follow. And the sensation of having Naota struggling inside her again. But with a shake of her head, she forced the though away. Anything that went in her belly wasn't coming back; and right now, Naota was displaying far too much promise to sacrifice to her hunger on a whim. Oh, well, first a quick shower and then...
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