ASR Chapter 8 ($5+ Teaser) (Patreon)

She said nothing, even as Erin knelt down and traced it around her pussy. Moisture brimmed and drooled down her legs in response, but the toy vanished before she could even moan, then it appeared again. Ciara clutched the sink and grunted, her anal walls stretched once more, swallowing the plug. Unlike Mirin’s cock, this didn’t move away. It left her uncomfortably full, yet relaxed. She no longer had to hold the muscles to avoid spilling the futa’s load. 

Where one problem ended, another rose. Walking was a nightmare. Every step, she felt not just spunk as it churned inside her stomach and bowels, but also the toy as it pushed against her natural motions.