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Peace, stillness, darkness. These words were the personification of his present state of existence. He felt nothing, he knew nothing, he was one with the nothingness, a lone traveler, adrift in an endless sea of tranquility. Weightless as a leaf, gliding in the gentle breeze. Then… it happened!
“GUR_ROOARRRR!!!!” A thunderous, bestial booming explosion. A tumultuous eruption of chaos so demonic and powerful it could split the heavens in two! “BO_ROARRRRGHHH!” Suddenly it was gone. The peace, the stillness, the tranquility, evaporated like steam. Vanishing in an instant. The demon of sound had cast it away in a big bang. And now, it was coming for him, fast, merciless and unrelenting. Then his eyes snapped open as he awoke with a jolt. A fearful shiver crept down his spine, along with a few trickles of cold sweat. His golden eyes peered around the dimly lit family room, illuminated only by the pale ghostly-bluish white of the flatscreen TV.
The snoozing figures of his adopted parents could be seen on the couch. His ‘father’ Marvin, had his huge tree trunk-like arms, gently wrapped around the shapely waist of his wife as they snoozed on the couch, oblivious to the sudden startled induced awakening of their child.
Marvin was a massive man of Polynesian descent, over six and a half feet tall, with biceps the size of tree trunks. He weighs about 300 pounds but was known all over as a gentle giant. Marvin has black hair, brown eyes, tan skin, and a beard. He wears a dark gray t-shirt, gray trousers, and a gold chain necklace. His mother, Vivian, was a petite, gentle, and shapely woman with an ample bosom. She is dark-skinned and has brown eyes and wavy black hair, which she wears in a ponytail. She wears a dark blue blouse with pink and purple flowers and a necklace with a pastel flower pendant. Her arms were draped around her husband’s neck as they cuddled in the same state of peaceful sleep their son had just been enthralled by.
A fond smile spread over his reptilian face as he watched his parents sleeping peacefully, his tail wagging in contentment. Tonight had been family movie night. They’d watched the newly released movie while eating dinner and afterward leisurely watched a game show together, obviously falling asleep during that period.
“GGGRRRGHHH!” there it was again. That demonic noise. Followed by a clenching pain in his midsection. He now knew that it was his growling stomach, roaring to be filled. That’s why he’d suddenly woken up; he was hungry. Scratching his ears with his hind leg he stood to his full height and stretched his powerful body, his dog tag collar softly clinking. It should be noted by now that he wasn’t a human child. Unless humans suddenly evolved into red-skinned dinosaur-like creatures. No, he was a Digimon, or more specifically; a Guilmon, and his name was Paris.
Like his feral brethren; Paris is a bipedal dinosaur-like creature with red scales on most of his body and white scales on his underbelly, complete with glowing yellow eyes. He has three claws on each hand and two claws on the front of each foot, with a single dex claw on the back of each foot. Atop his head were two wing-like appendages that served as ‘ears. He also had many tribal-like markings in various areas on his body. On his belly was a branded insignia, black horizontal lines on his arms, legs, neck, back, and tail, two black marks under his eyes, and a black triangle mark on each shoulder. He also has an inverted tattoo on his snout, and incomplete markings on his hands and feet.
Sniffing the air, he still detected the scent of tonight’s family meal in the air. Obviously, with having a reptilian Digimon as their child, his parents made sure the kitchen stayed stocked with various edibles, TV dinners, and instant ramen. Even now, he could see the fruit basket on the island. But… somehow he knew it wouldn’t suffice. His hunger was much more intense than it had been in a long time. As if his primordial instincts were crawling to the surface.
What the reptilian teen wanted was obvious enough.. flesh. Meat. Lots of meat. Something alive, warm, wiggling, and filling. Staring at his human parents, he knew instantly making a meal of either of them would be unacceptable and inappropriate, he loved them too much, and he cared for them too much. Even in a hunger-induced frenzy his emotional attachment and loyalty would never allow him to hurt his family. Leaving no other option; he had to go hunting. His mind made up he quietly sneak to the front door of their condominium suite and eased it open, ready for some nightly hunting, but making sure the door wasn’t locked as he made his way down the hallway.
As expected for it being well after dark, there was almost no sound throughout the building. Neither did he hear any vehicles outside. The Digimon continued to walk, not unsettled in the slightest by the darkness, for his preternatural vision, it was like seeing through polished glass. His eyes persistently scanned the place for any movement till he came upon something of interest.. a suite where light could be seen through the gap at the bottom of the door, along with the sound of a woman’s voice and the delectable scent of her perfume Licking his snout in anticipation he quietly used his snout to lift the door handle, cheering silently to find it unlocked and slinking inside silently, eager to consume the apartment’s meaty occupant.
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“Ah, Ah Ah! Not so fast!” a sultry voice purred through the audio feed of the live stream. The footage currently showcased a variety of tiny candied figurines all placed in various spots atop a board game mat, designed to look like a city. A purple-gloved hand reached down and took a figure between her fingers. Slowly, and dramatically, the extremely buxom woman had a show of lifting the tiny chocolate man to her ruby red, pouty lips. The wireless camera lens swiveled on its stand to focus on the pale, chubby, rounded face of a red-haired beauty. Rebecca Helen, age 24. A plump, Rubenesque, full-figured woman of feminine excellence. 5’8 and 248 lbs of BBW perfection.A strikingly beautiful woman, with a large soft frame, huge plump ass, wide fecund hips, meaty ham-like thighs, and enormous tits. She had beautiful features and a great porcelain complexion that blended well with the scarlet red Negligee she’d stuffed her voluptuous curves into. An expansive cleavage window in her sexy attire left much of her enormous assets exposed and the squishy band of flesh, that was her chubby belly, hung some inches over her waist.
Rebecca was currently shooting another fetish-themed live stream for her erotic soft-core porn web show. Her alter-ego; Giantess Vanessa Panda was her vorish and erotically themed tribute to popular cartoon sex symbol Jessica Rabbit and she even themed her costume after the buxom cartoon Milf. But of course with a sexy twist, including some white fishnet leggings that stretched around her sexy thick legs and thunder thighs. Moaning loudly, Rebecca made a show of chewing the chocolate figure in her mouth, chewing and moaning theatrically. She seductively traced a gloved finger down her neck as she took an exaggerated swallow. “Mmm, another pitiful human falls victim to my divine appetite!” She breathed while looking directly into the camera, flashing a wink as she pressed her arms together and pushed her bust out, making her massive breasts appear even larger as they stretched the material of her sexy outfit. “Mmmm, I can tell he’s already going straight to my tits! Like a good gut slush should! Mmmm!” Moaning loudly she dramatizes, rubbing her belly.
“Good stuff, Rebecca, good stuff!” Molly, Rebecca’s unseen partner whispered as she clicked a key that zoomed in on the camera feed on Rebecca’s expansive chest. “This will definitely get lots of hits on Clips4sale!”
To outside eyes, Rebecca and Molly’s partnership would seem like a classic case of “Bumbling sidekick” and “Ignored Overworked Underling” but this couldn’t be further from the truth. She was every bit a meek, demure, and timid tech geek. Hence why she was all too happy with being an “unseen sidekick” and the technical genius behind Rebecca’s front-stage glory. Which was rather a shame because Molly’s shyness and insecurities prevented her from realizing that she was quite the looker.
Molly is a bespectacled girl with hip lengthy, black hair, dyed purple at the ends. Her hazel eyes also seem to have some faint purple tones in them, appearing mauve. She wears large black circular glasses and a set of AKG K845BT headphones with red ear pads. She’s very petite, yet fairly curvaceous, endowed with a pair of juicy natural 34J boobs. While nowhere near as well-endowed as Rebecca, she’s still quite buxom, even when compared to other girls.
She wore an off-shoulder white top with tie dye splatter-like pattern on her chest with five red hearts, and beneath that, a black tank top stretched over her ample bosom and purple short shorts, with black thigh highs. Formerly a slender girl with a body like a capital “P”. Several years after graduation spent indoors had plumped her body, but all in very rewarding ways.
Her hips had widened, her thighs thickened, and her ass had plumped out. Her belly had grown to below her lovely big tits and she could be classified as a “BBW” Rebecca had more than once suggested that Molly join her in front of the camera.
Though she’d only succeeded once, the number of positive comments Molly received from their viewers had slightly increased her confidence. Molly’s eyes were so focused on Rebecca’s performance that she barely registered movement in the corner of the apartment behind the homemade ‘set’ of Rebecca’s web show. Her jaw hit the floor as she immediately recognized the intruder as Paris, the reptilian adopted child of the Kalani family. A tame Guilmon. Impossible as it may sound.
The dinosaur-like Digimon curiously sniffed around the apartment before turning his hungry gaze to the oblivious Rebecca. Molly started to punch the “Tab” key on her keyboard. Which would activate a pre-programmed fail-safe, composed of flashing the Stage lights, the LED’s and blaring an ear-splitting klaxon. However, just as her index finger rested a centimeter above the button, her light purple eyes scanned back towards the screen, watching Paris tiptoeing closer to the cosplaying webstar.
“Mwah! Mmmmm, Yummy, yummy in Goddess Vanessa’s tummy!” Rebecca pantomimed, posing very seductively, on her knees on the sofabed and swaying her shoulders to make her giant boobies jiggle and bounce as she immersed herself fully into character. Ignorant of the drooling Digimon standing right behind her. Paris felt a different type of hunger, rising within him as he watched the bodacious BBW from behind, his yellow eyes roaming over her alluring, meaty, curves.
Latent instincts within him, slowly ascended to the surface, growing stronger and stronger as he watched the big bouncing ass of Rebecca. Surrendering to his instincts, he leaned forward and nipped her ass. Rebecca’s reaction was instantaneous, shrieking in horror and shock, flipping over, hand raised to slap the perverted intruder that dared to touch her, her heart racing like a locomotive as a scream formed in her diaphragm. However, just as soon as the scream rose, it rapidly diminished in her throat as she recognized the adorable and curious face of the Guilmon that occupied her building. Her ire and fear immediately evaporated as Rebecca smoothly switched back into her “Goddess” persona and wrapped her arms around the neck of the red dinosaur, cooing sultrily as she placed a chaste kiss on his snout. “Hii Paris~” she greeted in a sultry tone. “Come to worship the goddess?” Paris’s hunger was temporarily swayed as a new type of hunger reared from within him. Releasing a snarl of arousal, his arms told hold of her sides and he ground his pelvis against her.
“The Goddess.. is MINE!” he purred. With that, his head shot forward and claimed Rebecca’s lips in a fiery kiss. Her eyes briefly widened in surprise before she closed them and reciprocated the kiss. The intimate ambiance overrode her rationality and make her overlook the fact that she was making out with a dinosaur. An intimate moan escaped her lips as she immersed herself in the kiss and wrapped her legs around Paris’s waist. As this was occurring, Molly’s jaw dropped in shock, her skin flushing red as she clasped her hand over her mouth.
Rebecca was going to screw a Digimon?! That! That was so hot! The buxom techie was so engrossed by watching her best friend and idol slowly submit to the teenage reptilian that she hadn’t noticed that she’d been unconsciously stroking and rubbing her finger along her crotch until she felt an unmistakable wetness. Looking her down, her blush intensified as she realized what she was doing and how the current situation had brought her latent voyeuristic tendencies to light. But she decided to come to terms with her masochistic nature, later.
For now, she would just enjoy the show. Rebecca moaned into the kiss, her pussy leaking arousal, and her nipples hardening as she felt Pari’s rock-hard cock rubbing against her. And even though she knew it was wrong in her subconscious. She just didn’t give a damn. And neither did Paris. Lining his cock up against her slit, he pushed through, driving his knot clear through the material of her costume and panties and entering her pussy. Paris sighed in perfect sync with Rebecca’s ecstatic gasp as his gigantic cock penetrated her love tunnel and her walls clenched around him. Her leg-lock on his waist tightened as the dinosaur wagged his tail and pushed his cock even deeper. As the pair were just starting, Molly’s fingers were furiously stroking her clit at a rapid pace, as she watched Paris pump his hips and thrust into Rebecca even more. Both parties gasped once more as the reptilian knot pierced through her cervix and entered her womb. Rebecca, in a silent breath of pure pleasure, and in Paris’s case; fulfillment.
He’s instincts went full throttle at this moment and he started pounding her savagely. “Ggh fuucckkk!” Rebecca moaned erotically as she instantly received a mini-orgasm, followed immediately by a full-on orgasm as the Guilmon’s knot stimulated her A- spot. “AIIEEE FUCK YES!!” she shrieked as Paris took hold of her hips and started thrusting’ even faster. Growls and snarls of pure animalistic lust erupted from Paris as he fucked Rebecca silly, watching her massive boobies bouncing in her corset top as his cock ravaged her. Rebecca had her legs wide open, almost folded in half as she received the pounding from Paris. His hips were nearly a blur as they continued to move up and down.
Rebecca’s eyes formed into hearts as the reptilian cock utterly violated her, but she couldn’t stop herself from moaning. The bed shook with the violent thrusts, and the room echoed with the sound of clapping flesh as the heavy scrotum slapped against her phat buttocks each time Paris buried his cock inside. The sound was so loud the neighbors, maybe even the entire building could certainly hear their moans and the bed smashing the wall. But of course, no one in the room seemed to care.
Molly continued masturbating as she watched as Paris hammered fast and hard. Finally, he was cumming, arching his back with a scream as his cock was buried deep into Rebecca, who couldn’t take much more and screamed as her orgasm came as well.
Paris dumped his full load inside Rebecca. His entire body trembled, muscles tensed as he smashed against Rebecca’s pussy with powerful and short thrusts. His first orgasm felt blissful, much more than he could ever have imagined. But he knew he wasn’t done. Far from it, in fact. It seems he needed one more rutting to clear his sack. He hissed in satisfaction and pulled out a section of his cock, noticing how much thicker it had become. He saw Rebecca’s cunt clenching to it like a second skin, almost being turned inside out as he continued to pull his cock. It kept coming out, centimeter after centimeter. He was sure he should see the head by now, but it was still inside Rebecca. Paris’s cock had gained at least an extra ten centimeters together with the added girth. He felt his balls hanging low between her thighs, also bigger and still heavy with cum.
His hips moved back up in the air and smashed down, restarting the pounding, much to Rebecca’s surprise.”Ahh... you’re not done yet?" Rebecca meekly asked from underneath, feeling her cunt stirred by the invading cock.
“I’m just getting started!” Paris responded with a wicked smile as his thrusts picked up speed. Rebecca couldn’t admit but she had reached a mind-blowing orgasm just a minute ago, and from the looks of it, another one was on its way. Paris’s cock was the best she ever had, it went so deep and touched all of her sensitive spots. No one made her feel like that. Before she could register what was happening, she shrieked as Paris shifted her like a doll, wanting to fuck her however he pleased. Raising himself to fully mount the woman. At a new angle, he pounded like a tireless machine from above. Paris moaned in ecstasy as he felt his massive cock force itself past Rebecca’s cervix and plunge into her womb.
Rebecca had her face down on her pillow, her hands desperately clutched to the sheets. Her ass was up, exposed. Behind her and knelt on the bed, Paris smashed her hips against Rebecca, almost launching her forward with vigorous pounding. Rebecca did not know how long she had been in that position, fucked doggy style by Paris before her body shuddered violently with yet another orgasm.
With another grunt Paris trembled, pounding Rebecca’s ass with uneven rhythm, his pelvis smashing, sending waves on the BBW’s ass cheeks as he once again dumped her load inside her cunt. Rebecca tried to look down. She felt her belly stretched, something heavy filling it up. She had a round bump on her belly, shaking as she moved.
“It’s not p-possible! Your cum! It’s filling me up!” Rebecca cried amidst her moans. Paris just laughed as he finished dumping yet another load inside Rebecca. He digs his claws into her bubble butt, squeezing and then slapping her ass to watch it jiggle.
He felt his cum overflowing out of Rebecca’s pussy and squirting through the edges, splashing back on her balls and crotch. Paris had no clue of just how much cum he had pumped inside Rebecca’s womb. He had stopped counting her orgasms somewhere around the fifth. Each time he unloaded an amount of semen, pleasure washed over Paris as he emptied his balls inside that warm cunt. The world faded around him as shocks of pure ecstasy traveled through his body. Rebecca’s belly was so swollen she looked bigger than a nine-month-pregnant woman. She was barely awake, struggling to breathe as Paris finally pulled his cock out. Rebecca rolled over onto her side, hands lazily holding her massive swollen midsection. Meanwhile, still hidden in her corner, Molly had stripped off everything but her glasses and leggings, her clothing strewn out all around her as she finger fucked herself ferociously, having brought herself to multiple orgasms as she watched Paris and Rebecca fucking.
“Fucccck that was hot!” she whispered. Nothing Rebecca had ever done solo, could compare to the sheer naughtiness and eroticism that she had just witnessed. Her eyes flitted towards the comments and donation section on her monitor and she gasped at seeing the massive amount of donations that had been flooding in while Paris and Rebecca had been fucking.
Youngwalker86- “Fuck that shit was hot!”
the_sexy_foodie- 🥵🥵🥵🥵 ME NEXT!! ME NEXT!! ME NEXT!!”
OpheliaSwallows- HOLY SHIT!! I GOTTA GET MYSELF A GUILMON!!
The comments in the chat were exciting, but what got Molly truly flabbergasted was the sum of money in the donation meter which read $75,000!
“I guess we’ll have to make Paris a regular star of the show !” Molly said huskily as she eyed the monitor. She didn’t realize, however, that this was about to be Rebecca’s last appearance. Though his hunger had been temporarily detoured by his libido, it had come back like a boomerang. And with a vengeance. Molly, seeing movement in her peripheral, turned to see that Paris had slid his arms underneath Rebecca’s shoulders and was dragging her towards his drooling mouth, which he popped open to an alarming size and pushed her head inside. Rebecca was delirious and lost in a post-sexual state of euphoria, so it stands to reason she failed to recognize what was happening until she gathered her senses and felt the humidity and moisture on her face. Blinking into focus, she saw only the reddish-pink linings of a flesh tunnel.
The muffled sounds of swallowing and being pushed further toward the opening made her realize that she was being devoured. Paris’s tongue lapped over her face and stretched his jaws wider over the crown of her head. Murring at her amazing flavor, Paris gulped greedily and slurped more of her into his maw. His jaws elongated to serpentine levels and his jaws slurped over her shoulders. Sliding further down the darkness of the Digimon’s throat, Rebecca couldn’t process what was happening, even as the pulsing esophagus throbbed all around her, his heartbeat beyond the wall pounding into her ears.
The immense pressure compressed her enormous chest as the Digimon slurped her large bosom in, and made sure to lube the massive orbs as much as possible as the sheer size created two enormous lumps in his throat. With a powerful inhale, Paris slurped her meaty breasts and sent them down to his stomach where Rebecca was slowly entering face-first. Paris gulped his way over her cum stuffed belly, his jaws stretching and pulling over the swollen organ with a gluttonous zest. Loud slurping sounded in the room as Paris greedily gulped and swallowed her belly. With the biggest obstacle overcome, only Rebecca’s thick kicking legs remained outside the Guilmon’s mouth, her white heels falling off as gulped in her thighs. His tongue languidly lapped across her pussy, causing her legs to tremble in delight as she experienced a mini-orgasm before Paris tilted back his head and slurped down her stocking-covered feet, and swallowed her entirely. Paris released a sigh of contentment as his stomach bulged out massively with Rebecca’s mass., licking his snout and releasing a thunderous “BRAPPPP!!!”
Inside the stomach, Rebecca was snug, smothered, and very warm. The acids clung to her skin like oil and her boobs were smooshed against the veiny walls of the belly. She found herself in total darkness even as her glasses fogged up. It filled her ears with the cacophony of sounds as the body she was encased within began breaking her down into nutrients. Though she was fully aware this would end in her untimely demise, she couldn’t help but find it immensely erotic. Slowly her fingers crept towards her pussy even as a loud hissing sound rose from the bowels of the belly and her costume slowly melted away. As the acid melted away her top and stung her nipples, Rebecca realized the sensation felt very much like a lover’s tongue on her teats, but it wasn’t. It was acid, stomach acid. And she was food. The surrealism of her current predicament, combined with the fresh memories of the best (and last) sex of her life, aroused her greatly.
She was food, her bodacious, buxom thicc body was now nothing but nutrients for a hungry Digimon boy. “Fuck yes, dominate me!” Rebecca moaned in ecstasy as her costume dissolved and the digestive enzymes coated her saliva-soaked flesh. Rather than pain, the experience was tremendously pleasurable, and her fingers were now furiously rubbing her clit even as the belly acids boiled. She squeezed her tit and continued to finger her pussy, swiftly bringing about orgasm as the acids grew hotter and hotter.
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Molly didn’t know how many orgasms she’d experienced, but the best one had to be when she’d brought herself over the edge after witnessing Paris fully devour Rebecca. She’d be lying to herself if she hadn’t imagined herself in Rebecca’s place both before and after being swallowed whole. She watched as Paris groggily rose to his feet, his engorged belly almost scraping against the floor as he slowly left, tail swishing behind him as he left the apartment. After Paris’s departure. Molly’s finger frantically began typing all across her keyboard. Saving, and uploading Rebecca’s best and last performance. She would call it “Vanessa’s Voila, The end of a Goddess” corny, yes, but appropriate. A sensation of remorseful maudlin suddenly swept over Molly as the reality of Rebecca’s demise weighed down on her.
This was not just the end of vore webcam star “Vanessa Panda” but also her dear friend Rebecca. Molly was sad, sincerely, truly sad. Her sadness then transitioned into acceptance as she recalled how much Rebecca enjoyed her erotic execution. She’d been in ecstasy from start to finish. And Molly knew Rebecca wouldn’t have wanted to go out any other way. Michelle couldn’t believe that this was happening as she stared into the blackness of his throat, with the pulsing throat of his pulsing all around her, the heartbeat beyond the wall pounding into her ears.
A pleasurable pressure was felt in her chest as the dino squeezed her large bosom in and lubed the massive orbs as much as possible as he forced it all in.. till it simply popped into his throat almost comically. But the sheer tightness left her gasping for air... who for the first time was not pleased with her otherwise impressively meaty breasts.
“Digest in peace Rebecca, it was nice knowing you,” Molly said as she scrolled through the various old clips of Rebecca as “Vanessa Panda” knowing she’d always carry a piece of Rebecca’s memory with her, as long as she was the sole admin for the webpage.
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It was well past midnight when Paris trudged back to his home, seeing his parents still fast asleep on the couch, burping softly and hefting his meat-filled gut. He’d heard his prey enjoying herself within his belly, but she’d gone silent on his walk back home. Whether she’d passed out from continuous orgasms or succumbed to his belly acid, he didn’t know, nor did he care. Settling down on his blanket, Paris idly scratched behind his ear and curled back up on the floor, his hand lazily rubbing his gurgling belly as he drifted back into a well-sated sleep.
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Epilogue:
Three weeks had passed since Paris had devoured Rebecca, and Molly observed that Paris’s nightly hunts were increasing in frequency, and his parents were none the wiser about their adopted child’s escapades. Every other night after his onset with Rebecca, the ravenous Guilmon would journey into the dwellings of many other women, seduce them, fuck them, and devour them. Leslie Jenkins, the big-bootied Traci, the voluptuous and extremely buxom Miss Brooks. These were just some girls that Paris had devoured. Heavens knew if there were more. Molly cautiously observed from the shadows, her camera recording as she watched Paris sniffing near the front door of Carissa Harrington’s condo.
The buxom half-Latin woman was currently heavily pregnant with triplets and all of her curves and assets had ballooned to ridiculous levels. Paris nudged the door open and slowly crept inside. ‘Fuckkk ,watching him fuck and eat a pregnant woman is going to be hot!’ Molly thought. She’d been lucky enough to document Paris’s ‘feedings’ without being detected so far, but her luck was about to run out because, unbeknownst to her, Paris wasn’t the only predator lurking about. As if appearing from thin air, the sound of heavy footsteps clamped behind Molly, accompanied by heavy, husky breathing. Molly’s entire face reddened, her nipples perked up and wetness dripped from her pussy as she sensed his presence. A deep chuckle resonated from his throat as he watched her body react to him. “Hello little bunny~” he whispered. Slowly, Molly turned her head and her blush turned a deeper shade of red as she drank in the appearance of the sexiness man, she’d ever seen in her life.
He was a tall, chiseled, and fit man in his mid-twenties, with dark skin, purple eyes, and dark hair styled in dreadlocks with the right side of his head shaved, wearing a maroon leather jacket over a black tank top with a claw necklace and black pants with red, white and blue sneakers. He was gorgeous. For several moments, the pair said nothing, merely gazing at one another in awe.
Then he beckoned her forward with a single finger and Molly’s body obeyed instantly, almost robotically. Wrapping his beefy hands around her waist, he pulled Molly into a fiery kiss, that she immediately reciprocated, her tongue yielding to his the moment they touched. She’d been so lost in the kiss that she didn’t notice his hand near her throat until the sound of a “click” and pressure around her throat caught her attention. Breaking the kiss and looking, Molly’s eyes widened behind her spectacles as she realized he’d slapped a leash and collar around her neck. She gasped in delight before biting her lip in ecstasy as he winked at her and turned to walk away, tugging roughly on her leash. All thoughts of documenting Paris were evicted from her mind at that moment. From now on, the sole purpose of her existence was to please her new master.
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