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As someone between contract gigs, Deven was grateful for the odd job that was thrown her way if it meant a little extra income while waiting for her next contract to come in. Taking pride in being a jack of all trades, Deven had worked in numerous different fields all over the world to make ends meet. As a human in a world filled with other mystical beings, her species was known for integrating into different communities easily, and no one was better at integrating and adapting than Deven. She had quite the diverse network of friends from many different species who often called on her for help when needed. Most recently, she had been asked to cat sit for her elf friend Siely for the weekend.
“The cat food is kept in the cupboard here below the sink. If he refuses to eat, try giving him some of the wet food I have on the top shelf in the fridge. It’s best if you give him the tuna flavour over the salmon as sometimes, he throws up after eating the salmon” Siely spoke a mile a minute, yanking cupboards open and closed as she dashed around the kitchen. “If he does throw up, give him this antinausea powder mixed into his food with a little bit of water the next time you feed him.” The bottle of cat medicine was shoved into Devens hand, presumably for her to have a look at, before Siely turned to move onto the next thing.
“Siely relax, it’s two days. I promise I won’t somehow manage to kill your cat in that time.” Deven spoke with a little huff of laughter, placing the bottle back into the cupboard Siely had pulled it from and closing the door. Siely paused in her fluttering around the kitchen and looked blankly at Deven for a beat.
“I’m worried about him killing you, not the other way around. He can be quite temperamental,” Siely said before moving to shuffle a stack of papers spread out on the sleek marble kitchen island.
Deven gave a full belly laugh, slapping the counter beside her before stopping when Siely paused and looked at her mid page shuffle.
“Oh, you’re serious.”
“Very,” Siely nodded before shoving the last stack of papers into her bag and snapping it shut.
“Relax Siely, I’ve got this. I’ve watched people’s pets many times before and they always love me.” Deven shot Siely a megawatt grin, relaxing into the counter behind her.
“Don’t expect Grec to,” said Siely as she walked to place her briefcase on top of the suitcase already waiting in the kitchen doorway.
Elves were known for being a very blunt and indifferent species, Siely was no exception. It’s like what they had in beauty, they lost in range of emotions. With long blond, pin straight hair, white eyes that Deven swore glowed in the dark, and a long willowy stature, Siely was a gorgeously imposing figure. The only thing more intimidating than her looks, was her intelligence. Siely was an inventor of some sort, the specifics of which Deven didn’t really know, or understand. All she knew was that Siely made a lot of money from her machines, and that her apartment reflected that.
Siely had gotten a sudden invitation to pitch her latest invention to some investors in another city, hence the need for a cat sitter. According to Siely’s rushed coms call that brought Deven here, this was Siely’s chance to pitch something groundbreaking to some people with more money than they know what to do with. Apparently, if this went well, Siely expected she would be able to get enough funding to last her a lifetime of projects. Elves lived twice as long as humans, so to Deven, that was really saying something of the amount of money on the table. All Deven really remembered from Siely’s highly technical explanation is that this latest invention had something to do with Unicorns and magic. She wasn’t going to concern herself with the specifics of it.
Deven had met Siely while working as a contracted escort for one of the Elf ambassadors to the human species. He had wanted to look like a cultured man who could integrate with humans easily, but didn’t want to actually bother with creating a relationship with a human woman, so Deven had been hired as a stand in for some fancy banquet as arm candy. Siely had been present at the banquet as a representative of Elvish technological capabilities. In other words, she was there to make Elves look good amongst the other species. The only reason Siely had even agreed to go was because the Elf ambassador to humans had promised to fund some of her machine testing trials. Siely had been terrible at shmoozing and managed to scare off anyone that tried to hold a conversation with her after only a few minutes. Despite Siely’s surly personality, Deven had liked her right away.
Siely moved from the kitchen into the open living room before directing her to a door to her left.
“Here is the bathroom. It is completely automated and is controlled through the screens you see on the walls. I set it to use icons instead of text, because the system is only programmed in Elvish. I recommend not touching any buttons if you do not explicitly know what they do.” Deven was only half listening, her jaw gaping as her breath left her in a slow, incredulous gasp. She could practically feel her pupils turning into hearts as she took in the massive glass shower. It had multiple shower heads and a sauna style bench along one wall. A shelf stocked with what felt like endless luxury shampoos and shower gels was imbedded into the wall beside the bench. She was already imagining the indulgently long showers she was going to get to have this weekend while Siely was allowing her the privilege of access to her bathroom. “Feel free to use any products there. They’re set to add themselves to the restock list if anything runs out.”
Siely turned with a wave of her hand over her shoulder, heading back into the living room. Deven hesitated a moment longer, taking in the bathroom in all its glory for a moment more before following Siely out to where she was waiting in another doorway across the room.
“This is the guest room you can stay in. I have cleaners come in weekly so the sheets should be fresh.” Devon gave a low whistle at the grandeur of the room, moving to look out the wall of windows behind the head of the bed. Looking down, the people moving on the street fifty floors down looked like ants. Devon could begin to imagine what the high life felt like from up here. She was clearly going to be spoiled too easily staying in this apartment, but she certainly wasn’t going to complain about that.
“You know, I’m honestly kind of surprised you haven’t made a machine to help take care of Grec yet. That way you could have left him on his own for two days no problem.” Deven dumped her bag on the floor next to the large bed before flopping down on her back to test the firmness of the mattress.
“He has figured out how to turn off or malfunction any machine I’ve attempted to create for him, so I have decided that is his way of saying he wants a being to handle his care, not a robot.” Deven pushed up onto her elbows to look at Siely who was engrossed in furiously typing a message on her coms device.
To anyone else, Siely would have appeared to come across as indifferent on the matter, but Deven knew better. As bluntly as Siely had put it, this was still the most care Siely had ever shown for another living creature, for as long as Deven had known her. It would be a lie to say it didn’t shock Deven, but then again, she hadn’t met any species that has been able to escape the experience of creating an emotional attachment to a small fluffy creature. Deven had once babysat a lamb for a werewolf acquaintance while he attended the annual Carnivore Convention. The lamb had hidden between his legs after the commotion he had created from eating its mom and the beast’s heart was a goner. As far as Deven was aware, the lamb still hasn’t been eaten and continued to live with the werewolf in his house despite his appetite.
“Right, well, that is everything you need to know. I will be on my way.” Deven jumped to follow Siely back into the main area of the apartment and towards the door. Siely grabbed and placed her bag primly on her shoulder and grasped the handle of her suitcase before half turning towards Deven.
“If you need anything, figure it out and don’t call me,” said Siely before making her way towards the door.
“Don’t you worry Siely, I’ve got this. Good luck with your presentation!” Deven waved enthusiastically at Siely’s back as she walked away. Siely didn’t bother to reply before pulling the door open and gliding out, letting the door close behind her with a final snick.
Deven placed her hands on her hips and gave a sigh, staring at the front door for a moment longer before turning to head back to the bedroom. However, a bright orange cat sitting in her path stopped her in her tracks. The cat sat there staring what felt like daggers at Deven, it’s squished face set in a frown.
“Oh you must be Grec!” She bent at the waist to get closer to his level. “My name is Deven, I’m going to be taking care of you this weekend.” Deven beamed at the cat as if her enthusiastic energy would make the cat understand her.
The cat gave a big hiss as her hand reached out to pet his head before he darted off, sliding under one of the couches in the living room.
“Well alright then, I guess we’re not ready to be friends yet.” Deven straightened with a frown. Shrugging she made her way back to the bedroom, where she proceeded to strip down.
“First order of business, shower!” Deven darted naked across the living room from the bedroom to the bathroom, almost vibrating with excitement for what she is imagining will be the best shower of her life.
Deven proceeded to scrub every nook and cranny on her body, using as many of the fancy shower products she could get her hands on. She tested each one of the shower heads and its settings. The internal panel of controls had little pictures depicting their function, and she took great pleasure from pressing randomly to find out what they did, laughing mirthfully each time they did something unexpected. After an unknown amount of time, Deven finally stepped out the shower, cleaner than she had probably ever been before and dripping water on the floor.
“Now if I was a towel, where would I be?” Deven looked around the bathroom, not seeing a rack or cupboard that could be hiding the towels she was looking for. Spotting another panel of controls on the wall near the door, she stepped up and gave it a tap. It awoke to show a slew of new buttons to press. Deven gasped with excitement at all the new options presented to her.
She pressed one at the top that looked like a gust of wind. At her touch, a rush of air came from the ceiling above her, like a hairdryer for her whole body. Deven let out a laugh of glee, putting her arms out to her side as her hair billowed in front of her face, taking in the warm air evaporating the water on her body. Within seconds, her whole body was completely dry. She pushed the hair out of her face, her smile stretched with laughter.
If Siely had thought to include a body drier for convenance, there was bound to be more exciting things to try. Deven’s eyes slide over her options. Along the bottom, there were four buttons that looked like something related to clothing.
“Does this thing even dress Siely for her? Wow, this must be part of the whole ‘time is money’ concept.” Deven hummed hesitating, finger hovering over the screen. Ultimately her curiosity won out. “I’m sure Siely won’t mind me wearing some of her clothes, just for the sake of trying. I’ll put them back before she notices anyway. Let’s see what we have to work with here.”
Deven tapped her lip with her finger as she considered more closely. The first was a hanger, second a shirt and pants icon, next was a shoe icon, and lastly what looked like a pair of underwear.
“Well, we need to start with underwear, right?” Deven clicked the last button on the screen and leaned back to see what would happen.
A small panel in the wall below the screen opened. A laser scanned Deven from head to toe before the panel shut once again. A soft wiring sound could be heard from the wall.
“I guess it needs to make sure it fits me properly.” Deven frowned at the wall where the scanner had disappeared.
Suddenly, a larger section of the wall retracted, and two robotic arms shot out towards Deven, each holding a curved piece of metal. The arms reached towards Deven, clamping the metal pieces on her hips. As soon as the sides connected with each other, the metal began to expand and mold to her body, moving down over her butt and between legs. The metal stopped expanding and the robotic arms separated from Deven, retracting into the wall. Deven was left with a pair of what looked like metal granny panties. The screen in front of her popped forward from the wall as a tablet, waiting to be grabbed.
Deven stood frozen with her arms hovering by her shoulders, unsure of how to react to the unexpected addition to her body.
“Ummm, okay… that was not what I was expecting to happen.” Deven pivoted her head around the bathroom as if that would give her answers. Her hands slid down to touch the metal. It was smooth to the touch and seemed to be bending and molding with her body as she moved. It was about as thick as her pinky finger and didn’t feel any heavier than any other piece of clothing might be.
She attempted to stick her finger between her stomach and the front of the metal, but it didn’t separate from her at all. She couldn’t even get her fingernail to catch on the edge pressing into her skin.
Deven could feel her level of panic starting to rise slightly, beginning to realize that she was not going to be able to pull this off her body by shear force.
“Okay Deven think, what can we try?” Her head swung up to the control panel still sticking out of the wall. The screen had changed. Replacing the easy-to-understand icons was the swirly letters of the Elvish language.
“Shit, shit, shit.” Deven snatched the controller from the wall. As soon as it was in her hand, the bracket holding it out retreated like everything else that came out of this god forsaken wall.
“Alright, we’ll figure this out. Think Deven, think!” Deven paced into the living room and over to the kitchen island, placing the tablet on the counter. Despite her panic, Deven had enough wherewithal to mentally file away the fact that the metal underwear wasn’t even noticeable when she walked. She didn’t allow herself to hover on that fact for very long, she had more important things to think over.
“I can translate it!” Deven gave a relieved laugh and turned to grab her coms from the bedroom. “Modern technology to the rescue.”
Deven’s relief was short lived, however. As she walked back into the living room, she made direct eye contact with Grec sitting on the kitchen island beside the tablet she had left sitting there face up.
“Don’t you dare, Grec.” Deven lifted her hand to point at the cat accusingly.
It was as if Grec knew exactly what Deven had told him not to do, which meant of course he was going to do it. All Deven could do was watch from across the room as Grec lifted his paw and placed it down on the tablet face and held it there. Deven dashed forward but it was too late. Grec gave a hiss as she approached before scurrying off the other side of the counter and out of sight.
Deven stared down in horror at the button that was highlighted in the middle of the screen, still unreadable to her. She fumbled to unlock her coms and pull up the translation app, but a noise from behind her froze her frantic fingers. Deven turned her head at a snail’s pace, looking over her shoulder to the source of the sound. Part of the wall separating the bathroom from the living room had slid to the side, revealing a sleek machine the same colour as her new underwear, reaching from the floor to the ceiling. Deven was just now taking in how oddly thick the wall had been to have simply been a normal wall. The top and bottom half of the machine gave a soft hiss as it split into two, separating the sides from each other and creating a large gap in the middle. When the machine stopped moving, the inside of the bathroom could be seen at about waist height, extending the bathroom door into a sideways ‘T’ shape.
“Well, that’s odd.” Deven moved to refocus on translating the buttons on the controller when an automated voice announced something in Elvish. Deven did not have the ability to read Elvish, but she did understand bits and pieces when it was spoken aloud. Out of the couple sentences spoken, she knew enough to understand the words ‘Orc’ and ‘community.’
“Orc community? What does- ahhhhhh!” Before Deven could finish her sentence, the metal underwear yanked her off her feet and dragged her towards the machine like a magnet. The force of the pull caused her coms to slip from her fingers and hit the floor next to the kitchen island.
Deven slammed into the side of the machine below the gap with a thunk. She groaned, taking a second to orient herself, disoriented after being moved so quickly across the room. Before she can fully get her bearings, the underwear slid her up the side of the machine and into the gap that had opened moments ago. As soon as she stopped moving, Deven attempted to roll herself to the side, with no luck. The underwear was acting as if it was now attached to the larger machine, preventing her from moving her hips even an inch despite her aggressive pulling and thrashing. Deven flopped back, breathing hard, staring up at the matte metal above her.
Four metal arms suddenly burst from the ceiling of the machine. Before she could so much as flinch, she was restrained by wrists and ankles and flipped face down, suspended over the spot she was just attached to. More metal arms latched onto her shoulders and thighs, maneuvering her until her knees were locked in place below her, spread about shoulders width apart, and her arms were pulled straight out above her head. Still hovering above the machine below, she had no leverage to even attempt pushing off. No amount of pulling moved her limbs even an inch.
The metal underwear began to shift with a feather light touch. Hanging her head down between her shoulders, she watched as the underwear seemed to shrink away from her crotch, leaving her bare and exposed. All that remained was a thin band wrapped around her hips.
“Oh god, this is a sex thing, isn’t it?” Deven lifted her head, eyes squeezed shut. She was finally coming to terms with what was happening to her and realizing there was nothing she could currently do about it.
Unknown to Deven, another arm descended behind her, tipped with a nozzle aimed at her exposed pussy. The arm pushed the nozzle forward and into her awaiting channel, where it began to blast a clear lubrication. Deven groaned and clenched with the intention to push it out of her, but her walls simply tightened around the nozzle, directing the blast to graze her g-spot, only causing her to clench harder.
The high pressure of the lubrication quickly began to fill Deven’s vagina, the rush preventing any from escaping backwards. Deven groaned as she began to feel a pressure building low in her gut. She was convinced she couldn’t possibly have any more room for the liquid being pumped into her, yet it continued. Hanging her head down once again, looking at her stomach, she expected to see it bulging. Though her stomach looked a touch tighter than usual, no apparent bulge was visible.
The nozzle turned off before retracting from between her legs. As soon as it pulled back, the lube began pushing itself out of her vagina, sliding down over her clit and falling in great big globs on the surface below her. Deven panted as the lube spilled from her in a steady trickle.
As she hung there, the lube began to warm up, the flush rising in her body as it began to feel almost burning hot. Soon enough, Deven was panting in need. She had never felt so horny in her life. The drops of lube off her clit felt like torture. Her breasts hanging below her felt engorged, desperate for some stimulation. She tried fruitlessly to pull her legs together in an attempt to give herself some friction, but the restraints did not budge any more than they had previously. She couldn’t help but groan in frustration.
“I didn’t ask for this, the least you could do is actually do something about this!” She shouted at the machine, hoping in some way it heard her.
Deven didn’t have to wait long for her response. In front and behind her, two new arms descended with dildos attached to each. Deven’s eyes widened as she took in the size of the one hovering in front of her face. It was far larger than any human cock or dildo she had seen before. It had a bulbous head that dipped in before flaring along the rest of the shaft. The dildo was coloured a swampy green and had thick veins visible along the whole length. It must have been at least as thick and as long as her forearm. The memory of words picked out from the machine’s announcement flashed in her mind.
“Is that… an Orc cock?” Deven gulped. She desperately cranked her head over her shoulder trying to get a look at the one behind her, hoping that it wasn’t a twin of the one before her, but all she managed was a glimpse of green before a mechanical tentacle pushed her head to face forward once again.
As soon as her head was turned back, the dildo was shoved forward between her lips, stretching her jaw. She felt as the one behind her moved to enter her pussy in sync with the one in her mouth. It pushed forward, squirting more of the copious lube out of her vagina as it took up the space the lube had once occupied. Both dildos moved forward agonisingly slow, as her body continued to miraculously spread and make room. The one in her mouth moved forward until it hit the back of her throat, causing her to gag slightly. Her jaw ached with the stretch around the monster sized cock.
The one in her pussy continued to forge forward even as the one in her mouth stopped. It was apparent that the one behind was just as big as the one in front. Her vaginal walls stretched past what she thought was possible, feeling the drag of each vein as it entered her straining channel. The cock was so large it pressed against her g-spot continuously as it forced itself further into her body. It didn’t stop until she could feel it seated snuggly against the entrance to her cervix.
Devon breathed heavily through her nose as the cocks paused for a moment. She managed three quick breaths before they began pulling back, faster than they had entered at. They retreated until just the tips remained inside each of her holes, before slamming forward, beginning a brutal pace pounding into her body. After the first thrust back in, the dildos lost their synchronization, each picking its own pace to fuck her with.
The one in her mouth moved deeper than before to begin fucking her throat, stopping on each thrust in to choke her on its cock for a few seconds before pulling back. Deven gasped for breath each time it left, saliva pooling heavily in her mouth and starting to spill down her chin.
The one in her pussy set a maddening pace, slamming forward on each thrust and pulling back agonisingly slow. The tip of the dildo seemed to kiss her cervix each time they met on the thrust forward.
Deven was strung so tight from her sudden onset of arousal, an orgasm spasmed through her after only four thrusts. Her channel tightened and her clit throbbed as her release washed over her. The cocks continued to pound mercilessly despite her orgasm, the machine either unable to detect when she had reached her peak or set to continue regardless. Her orgasm seemed to drag on for ages with the continuous brutal stimulation.
Though she couldn’t turn her head down to look, she could feel as the cock pressed forward, stretching her in a way she knew was visible in her stomach from the outside. She could only imagine what she looked like, suspended in the middle of this machine. A massive cock shoved into a hole at each end. A moan punched out of her with each thrust. Pussy stretched to its limits around an Orc cock, an imprint of it pressed through her stomach. Teary unseeing eyes and throat working wildly to swallow her own spit.
Unable to see anything beyond the mechanical arm forcing the dildo into her mouth and the metal wall of the machine, Deven was left to be driven into over stimulation, with no sense of how long the dildos fucked her from both ends. After what felt like ages, the thrusting seemed to become erratic, losing the finesse of the rhythm each had set. Deven groaned at the change. The machine was clearly building up to something.
The cock in her mouth was the first to reveal the finale, stopping mid thrust down her throat and releasing a sudden rush of cum. All Deven could do was swallow around the cock so she wouldn’t choke, her throat closing on the spasming head with each gulp. A whimper escaped her throat in her panic to keep up with the seemingly never-ending supply of cum. She could feel the cum settling heavily in her stomach as she continued to swallow, not even tasting it with the cock lodged so far down her throat.
The cock in her vagina gave two final thrusts before sliding as deep as it could go and holding there. Cum flooded from the tip pressed to her cervix. As the cum crowded into her womb, another orgasm wracked her body. The sensation of bloating from cum and the constant pressure on her g-spot was enough to drive her need to a breaking point. Her whole body shivered aggressively, fingers and toes curling as she unconsciously tried to push back into the cock spearing her pussy and battering her cervix. If Deven thought the pressure from the lube nozzle was intense, it had nothing on the two cocks dumping cum into her from both ends.
The cocks retreated from her at the same time, leaking cum as they left her body. Immediately, cum began to spill back out of her pussy, with nothing blocking its exit anymore.
A sense of hope that this was over came to mind. Deven should have known she wasn’t that lucky. She watched as a cloth came down and wiped the cock in front of her clean, until it looked as fresh as it had when it first appeared. As the cloth pulled away, the cock moved back towards her face, dashing any hopes she had of ending this encounter here.
Behind her the cock did the same, receiving a cleaning before moving right back to her entrance, ready for round two. Both cocks slammed in, with no warmup to entry now that she was well lubed and stretched.
Like last time, each cock began its own pace. However, the rhythms were new, as if each cock was attached to a different mind than before. The one in her mouth was brutal but steady. It thrust in and out at the same fast speed, choking her for shorter yet also allowing less time for her to take breaths. The one in her pussy was erratic, speeding up one second and then slowing down the next. Despite the unpredictable changes in speed, each thrust was still strong and hard. Her cervix was taking a continued beating, as if this one was trying to push its way past to fuck directly into her cervix.
As each cock set its rhythm, Deven could see additional mechanical arms appear from the corner of her eye. Suddenly, a blast of lube was shot at her chest, and two mechanical arms gripped her breasts. An additional cock slid along her stomach and up between her tits, the mechanical arms pressing them together to create a hole for the long shaft to fuck forward into. It fucked up between her tits rapidly, as if a being was there to take pleasure in screwing her tits so thoroughly.
Her restrained wrists were turned from their upward position to the side. A shaft coated in lube was slide into each open hand, the machine forcing her fingers to curl around them. Her hands were too small to fit all the way around, but they each began thrusting erratically into the tight grip she was forced to have on them.
In a matter of seconds, she had gone from two Orc cocks fucking her mercilessly, to five Orc cocks using her body as a personal sex toy. It wasn’t lost on Deven that none of these cocks were real, and this treatment was somehow intended all for her benefit at the mercy of the machine restraining her.
Despite her exhaustion, she could feel herself once again building towards an orgasm. The crowding of her g-spot and lack of oxygen making her feel dizzy, ramping up her sensitivity impossibly higher with each thrust. The cock sliding along the skin of her breasts giving her tits the stimulation she had forgotten she had craved.
Suddenly, the cock in her mouth began cumming down her throat. This time, it continued to thrust at an even pace in and out of her mouth, forcing her to swallow mouthfuls of cum at a time. She was given the full brunt of the taste as the cum spilled over her tongue. It’s strong musky flavour and thick viscous texture made the experience of swallowing bucketloads of cum even more overwhelming, but the flood into her mouth forced her to swallow regardless to prevent herself from choking. Finally, the flow of cum tapered off and the cock slowed to a still on her tongue, allowing her to take in gasping breaths.
The cock between her tits gave a jerk before cum shot up the underside of her throat and chest. The two cocks in her hands spasmed and came quickly after, coating her arms and face in thick layers of their spend. Each coming just as long and as much as the ones in her holes had previously, leaving no inch of skin they could reach unsoiled.
Something that felt like thick fingers began to massage her clit rapidly, bringing her that final push over the edge. As her orgasm rocked her, the cock behind her gave a final thrust up against her cervix, flooding her womb with cum while the one in her mouth simply rested there as her body spasmed. The pressure in her gut only continued to grow.
She had thought it felt like her belly had expanded while being hosed with lube, now she knew for certain her belly was growing. The stretch of her skin was a distinct feeling, and the weight of her stomach forced her back to sag, following the weight of the liquid resting in her body. As the dildo continued to pump her full, more groans slipped from her throat at the sensation of being filled so thoroughly. The cock in her pussy gave a few final slow thrusts, as if marinating in all the cum it had filled her with, before coming to a final stop pressed as deep as it could go once again.
The cocks in her hands and between her tits were the first to pull away. Deven coughed to clear her airway of cum as the dildo finally fully pulled from her mouth. The dildo behind hesitated for a moment longer before pulling back. As soon as it moved out of the way, the copious amounts of cum stuffed into her vagina rushed to escape. However, before more than one thick glob was able to drip down, a new bulbous tip was pushed against her pussy lips and into her vagina, plugging against any further loss of cum. The plug felt much shorter than the dildo that wrecked her but was ever so slightly thicker. The base sitting flush to her crotch was flared out, sealing everything inside. As soon as the plug was in place, the metal underwear slid over her crotch, covering her completely as it had before and holding the plug securely.
The restraints around her arms and legs flipping her once again onto her back and lowered her to the puddle of lube and cum along the bottom platform of the machine before unlocking and releasing her.
Deven couldn’t do much but lay there breathing heavily, her stomach sloshing slightly with each breath. The feeling of drying cum is what finally spurred her into attempting to move. Deven slowly scootched her way to the edge of the machine platform before gingerly placing her feet on the ground, hefting herself up into a sitting position. As her weight settled onto her bottom, she couldn’t help but groan at the added pressure on the plug lodged inside her, despite the protective layer of the metal underwear.
As she leaned forward, her bloated stomach touched against the top of her thighs. Staring down at the bowling ball of her stomach, Deven couldn’t help the quick clenching of her pussy around the plug. She closed her eyes with a soft groan as she ran her hand gently along the skin below her bellybutton. Maybe Deven should have been slightly ashamed about being turned on by the amount of cum taking up space in her womb and stomach, but she couldn’t find it in herself to care.
“Deven, what have you gotten yourself into?” Deven continued to lightly stroke her stomach, shaking her head back and forth slowly as she stared off at a random point in the apartment, absorbing everything that had just happened to her.