Melody throated Gwyneth's girl-cock with ease, and wondered if there would be cum when the orgasm came. Her hands quickly found Gwen's ass, and when Gwyneth lifted her slim leg over to rest on Mel's shoulder, she pushed her fingers into the ring of Gwen's ass with ease. Gwen responded by pushing her clitty further down Mel's throat, and growing harder still.
Melody wondered about Gwyneth's Mistress, about the things Gwen said, how her Mistress takes her like a boy. Mel pushed her four thick short fingers further into Gwen's ass, stretching her ring wide.
People passed them in the hallway, the unaware zombies -souls intact- instinctively moved around them, while their soulless peers simply ignored the scene as part of every day normal life. A fat girl going down on a boyish girl with a clit-cock was nothing new.
It was new to Melody.
She slipped her thumb into Gwen's asshole.
"Oh Fuck!"
Melody imagined Gwyneth's Mistress taking Gwen to task by reaming out her tight little asshole with a bloated throbbing clitty-cock, her own cunt dripped onto the hallway carpet. Melody fisted Gwen in time to the picture in her imagination.
Sweat rolled down the tiny swells of Gwyneth's chest, as she panted under the combined manipulations of Melody's mouth and fist.
"I'm gonna fucking aaaaaAhh!"
The girl cum that firehouse into Mel's mouth from Gwen's throbbing girl-cock was the sweetest tasting cum that Melody had ever had.
She nursed the source until Gwyneth's clit returned to it's previous shape and disposition, and Gwen was laying on the carpet running her fingers through Melody's wavy hair.
In Mel's mind, the hot cum radiated throughout her body. The image comforted her, she saw it as light spreading from her belly through her fingers and toes. She smiled as she nursed Gwen's now normal sized clit.
Slowly the picture in her mind changed, the light drawing back, swirling spinning around the void spot that used to hold her soul and focusing into her newly planted seed.
On her hands and knees, shocks and spasms shook her frame, like an orgasm but different, Mel released her hold on Gwyneth.
"No. This is too fast. "
Gwyneth wiggled out from under Melody, and sprinted down the hall.
"Help us! Help us! Her seed is sprouting early! She needs help!"
All traffic in the hall stopped, and the hum of business turned in Melody's direction.
"This way, help her!"
Men lined up in both directions of the hallway. The stroked their cocks hard and waited.
In Melody's mind, light swirled into her lower back, the more light, the better she felt. Light came from her head and fed straight into her seed.
In the hallway, she pulled a train for the entire office floor. Her ass gaped and her mouth had stretched around at least half a dozen cock already, her jet black eyes gave no sign that she was aware of the world around her.
"Keep feeding her!"
Gwen lay her hands on the now hot spot at the base of Melody's spine. She produced a cellphone from nowhere, and made a call.
"Chairman's desk please, priority note: His new property, yes the fat whore, is experiencing a rapid seed growth on the 10th floor. I am taking measures to support the seed, but have done so without proper authorization. I was charged with the orientation of his property. Yes. Please notify the chairman."
She waved the phone away into nothingness.
"Thank hell. This operation has received sanction, keep fucking people!"
Under her fingers, Gwyneth gently coaxed the seed into growth. She slid her lips around its base, she inhaled the smell of sex and allowed the seed to grow into her mouth. I'm returning the favor, she thought.
Men and some seed endowed women, continued to feed Melody, whose insides would surely have ruptured by now in any normal circumstances. Not a drop was wasted.
A disappointed man endowed with two large phallises complained about the dragon's head lock on Mel's cunt. The large man face fucking Melody laughed at him. Slowly he pushed both his cocks, inches away from Gwyneth's face into Melody's ass.
Her only response was to deepen the arch of her back. Mel's belly and tits rested on the carpet, and without loosing her lip lock on the seed, Gwen straddled Melody's back.
The growth of the seed continued, Gwyneth could feel it push down her throat now, thickening then growing, she could feel the articulation and muscle in it as it ran passed her lips and tongue. She fucked her mouth with it, and it filled her stomach, coiling within her.
This next man was the end of the line.
The chairman.
He leaned over, speaking directly to Gwyneth.
"Your quick thinking saved the harvest of her seed, and secured my investment in this whore. I appreciate what you have done here. I will be reviewing your contract with Evelyn when I am through here. I take it the seed has grown within you? Blink once or twice."
Gwyneth blinked once.
"Stay as you are, and I shall bring the harvest to a close."
He undressed.
Each piece of clothing was folded neatly and held by the silent personal assistant at his side.
The chairman's cock was beautiful.
Thick and corded with veins, it stood at a high angle relative to the defined structure of his abs.
Is this was what happens to a human being when they own who knows how many souls? What kind of contract does he have, or does anyone or thing own his soul?
Gwyneth faced his cock as he mounted Melody. Dozens of cocks had fed the seed in the last 20 minutes, but this one was it's Master. The dragon's head seal on Melody's cunt opened, it's wings retreating back into the substance of a tattoo. As her Master's cock entered Melody's cunt, Melody's awareness returned. His cock inside her forged a direct connection back to her soul and only then could she enjoy her existence fully.
Her orgasm built throughout her entire lower body, and the memories of her previous mental state grew harder to hold on to as her pleasures grew.
Gwen was above her, riding her grinding on her back. Her mouth, her lips were upon her, sucking, suckling on something on her back at her tailbone.
If being fucked by her Master was not enough, Gwyneth's tender ministrations were sending her straight over the top.
Her entire body wanted to explode. She knelt poised on the edge of her orgasm. Her body waited, her dragon's head ornamentation bit down on her clit.
Gwyneth ground her clit to orgasm, Melody felt her body spam and relax. She closed her eyes as her erect nipples burned on the carpet.
Every fiber of her being was ready to cum, but she couldn't, her ass felt bruised, gaped and she doubted she could utter a whisper for the ragged treatment of her throat.
"Please..."
