Bringthefun - part 3 the neverending whore-er - 3D Adult Comic

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Bringthefun - part 3 the neverending whore-er - 3D Adult Comic 1207 pages
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With a loud and exaggerated yawn, the beautiful Mistress stretched her arms up high, her ample cleavage straining against the thin fabric of her black lace bra. Her bronzed, flawless skin glistened under the soft lighting of the bedroom as she rolled her neck and cracked her knuckles, eagerly anticipating the arrival of her next client. The scent of her expensive perfume filled the air, mingling with the musky aroma of her overly aroused body.

The doorbell rang, signaling the arrival of her guest. With a wicked grin, she adjusted her black fishnet stockings and thigh-high boots, making sure every curve and contour of her body was on full display. She made her way down the stairs, her hips swaying sensually as she approached the front door. With a flourish, she opened it to reveal a nervous-looking man, his eyes glued to her voluptuous frame.

"Hello, my little whore-er," she purred, her voice low and seductive. "You must be thirsty for some giantess cum, aren't you?" She chuckled, stepping aside to allow him access to her luxurious penthouse suite.

The man stumbled in, his gaze fixed on Mistress's towering height. She stood at an impressive 7 feet tall, her long legs encased in black leather from her boots all the way up to her lacy panties. Her massive chest heaved with each breath, her green eyes gleaming with anticipation.

"Strip," she commanded, her voice cold and authoritative. The man hastily began to unbutton his shirt, revealing his pale chest and soft, flabby belly. "Oh, I do hope you've been working out," she said, arching an eyebrow. "I can't stand a man who's out of shape."

The man continued to undress, trembling with fear and excitement. As he stood naked before her, Mistress circled around him, taking in his meager package of an erection and lackluster physique. With a disappointed sigh, she shook her head.

"No, no, my pet," she said, waving her hand dismissively. "I need something more substantial to satisfy my hunger. Fetch me a magic growth potion from the drawer."

The man's eyes widened in shock, but he did as he was told. He hurried over to the drawer and retrieved a small vial, his hands shaking uncontrollably. Mistress took the potion from him, examining it closely before uncapping the lid and downing its contents in one gulp.

As she stood there, her body tingled with anticipation. Slowly but surely, she began to grow taller, her breasts expanding to ridiculous proportions as her waist shrunk in comparison. Her thighs thickened, her muscles rippling with power. She towered above the man, now standing at an enormous 10 feet tall.

"Ahhh," she moaned, her eyes rolling back in pleasure as she felt herself grow even larger. "That's it, baby. Give it to me."

The man watched in awe and terror as his Mistress grew more and more massive before him. His erection, which had started to wane, began to swell once again, this time straining against the confines of his leather restraints.

"Please, Mistress," he begged, his voice cracking with fear and desire. "Use me. I'm all yours."

With a predatory grin, Mistress stalked towards her helpless pet. She grabbed him by the neck, lifting him off the ground with ease. His crotch was now level with her massive cleavage, and she relished the sight of his trembling cock rubbing against her warm skin.

"That's it," she purred, lowering him down onto her lap. "Ride your Mistress until you can't take anymore."

With a primal growl, the man began to pound into her, his hips bucking wildly as he tried to find any semblance of pleasure in his predicament. Mistress let out a loud moan of approval, her massive breasts bouncing with every thrust.

"Yes, yes, that's it," she grunted, her hands clutching at his hair and pulling him closer. "Give it all to me."

The man continued to ride his Mistress, his eyes locked onto hers as he pleaded for more. Sweat dripped down their bodies, mingling with each other's fluids. With one final, powerful thrust, the man let out a long, low groan and collapsed onto Mistress's lap.

"Well done, my little whore-er," she cooed, running her fingers through his sticky hair. "You may have satisfied my physical needs, but remember, I own you body and soul. Now, get up and fetch me some food. I'm quite hungry after that."

With a heavy heart and an aching cock, the man did as he was told, trudging off to the kitchen to prepare a meal for his towering Mistress.