My stomach lurches as the words pour over me. The girl with the super huge horse cock. This had to be Danny from Reddit. I found her... albeit I was expecting a man not some drop dead gorgeous woman who just hugged me pressing her impressive rack against my own tender buds. I feel confused and lost all at the same time. I open my mouth, and close it, open it again, and close it. I probably look like a fish trying to puzzle something out that I can't quite place a finger on.
"Like come on sweetie, don't be shy." Danny playfully pats my shoulder giving me a reassuring smile. It's like we have known eachother for years, and this is a normal everyday thing for this girl to deal with. Like somehow she finds people who were magically bewitched by crazy goth girls and forcing someone's body to change based on their will and not the owners every day. I pout a second before stirring up the confidence to confront Danny.
"Can you explain to me how you can help me with my... issue?" My breath is a little heavy, making my voice huskier than I meant. Danny stares down at me, her cheeks flushing a little and she opens her mouth a fraction inhaling sharply. Her hand on my shoulder trembles a little. She steps back and begins to fan her face a second. Did I just turn her on?
"I'm sorry... I like..." Danny is now the one at a loss. She leans back against the counter and takes a deep breath closing her eyes and mouths numbers backwards from ten. Her full pouty lips parting and quivering, as if aching to be kissed or sucked on. Her chest swelling with each deep breath she takes. I feel myself growing hornier by the second just staring at the vixen that is Danny. I try to calm myself, my own hands beginning to shake. My erection starting to push into my thigh and tent part of my sweats. I twist awkwardly and look away from the goddess before me, "Okay like, hey what's wrong?"
I look up to see Danny hovering over me staring down with big round blue eyes and pouty lips turned in a concerned expression. How is she so God Damned perfect? I want to stomp my foot metaphorically and storm out because of how attractive she is and how I am... I am like me, "I just don't know... what..." the words elude me. I can't just shout at her explaining that she is giving me an erection and that I want to fuck her beautiful mouth. There are boundaries and I still have a brain I am in complete control over.
"Like, how about we go in back and sit down a minute sweetie?" Danny's voice is so smooth and sultry. It makes the situation at least a little more bearable to have a woman to talk to instead of a horny idiot from the internet pawing at me to get a glimpse of the freakish growth that is now begging for sexual release. How often to dudes jerk off? Because this horse cock swelling against my thigh is asking for attention and that would make it the third time today and it hasn't even been three hours since I left the apartment.
As I step toward the counter the plugs stuffed deep inside of me begin to twist and whirl to life as if they were stagnant before, and somehow this place woke them up. I stagger and nearly trip from the intense pleasure rolling through my hips. Danny reaches down quickly scooping her hand around my back and brushing her arm against my tender and excited breast. I can feel a significant jiggle as her arm pulls me up to steady me. I didn't jiggle yesterday, is this normal for me to jiggle? Danny takes a deep breath again closing her eyes and rolling her head to the ceiling. Thankful that she didn't notice what made me nearly fall over, I lean on her and make my way around the counter grateful for her grace when mine is clearly lacking.
My heart skips a beat as Danny's own heavy and beautiful breasts press against the edge of mine. They are so full and so lovely that I can't help but enjoy the sensation of my sensitive skin brushing against the rougher fabric of my sweater and up against her thick and delicious rack. I bite my cheek. I really do have control of my thoughts, it's the sex addiction that is making me want to look at this goddess walking me around to the back of her ice cream parlor. I wasn't sure anymore if I could even try to hold back the burning erection that was starting to tent my pants with every step we took.
"Like don't worry sweetie I will get you some water. Mkay?" Danny guides me to a chair in the smaller office in back and steps out the door. I catch a glimpse of her round backside. The frill of her skirt being so short lets me catch a glimpse of her almost non existent panties. They are mostly straps, like the ones girding my own waist. The plug in my sensitive backside twists and heats up reminding me that I was being taken somewhere I had never been taken before and I let out a husky breath. This was exquisite, but too much of anything can be too much and I could tell that I was losing a bit of focus and having a hard time keeping myself in check. It hadn't even been twenty minutes since I last masturbated and now I was already craving another sexual release. Whatever the witch had done, my sexual prowess was definitely affected.
Danny comes flouncing back into the room, her straight golden locks bouncing a bit with each step she takes. The jiggle in her breasts made even more noticeable by the angle I am sitting at, and her hips sashay in that way that can make anyone's mouth water. I bite my cheek again and stare down at the floor. Then the smell of strawberries and bubblegum fills my nose and I see tall strappy heels fill my view. Soft skin brushes against my cheek and I look up to see Danny gingerly touching my chin with her gentle fingertips. She really is a lovely woman.
"Like here honey have some of this water." She smiles at me, her voice soothing and a worried expression marring her overly perfect appearance. I take back my comment about her being a C Class actress, she could be a full blown goddess of hollywood. I smile and take the cup appreciatively sipping on it. The coolness is refreshing and almost calming to my oversexual needs, "So, what is your name sweetheart?"
Danny slowly sinks to the ground so her knees press gently on the ground. She reaches out a hand and places it on my knee reassuringly. The touch of her gentle hand on me stirs my hips a little reminding me of my current state of constant arousal.