These sorts of dreams where you could tell that it was a dream, knew that if you wanted to wake up you could, but what was happening was just... way too damn interesting to want to wake up, so you just lingered and let it play out.
Those were the sorts of dreams that happened once a year and were sothing that was typically cherished, and on the very low chance that those sorts of dreams mixed with your lust... sothing special was created, sothing that just could never be replicated.
That was what was happening to right now, and fuck was it sothing that felt better than any of the potions I took or any of the herb that I smoked; right now I was observing sothing that was just... it was just...
My body was completely hot, and my cock had never been this hard when I was still sane of mind; it was such a surreal feeling because right now, I was ’watching’ everything from outside of my body, which was currently having so much fun in this dreamworld.
Being an observer yet also feeling everything that happened to ’’ was such an insanely incredible feeling to , and right now seeing the other ’’ buck her hips wildly on top of this towering, obsidian skinned ruffian that stared at ’’ with this small, sultry smile almost made empty my balls here and now.
A monolith of a cock was lodged in my womb while clawed hands were glued to my cheeks, guiding my movents and only ever leaving my skin whenever this ruffian wanted to tug on the chain dangling around my neck to pull down for a kiss.
I could *feel* that cock breaking my womb open and stirring around the thick load from earlier, and I could *feel* just how badly I was yearning for this despite the ’anger’ and ’disappointnt’ that was coursing through ’my’ veins.
"Such a good slut... Tell , Natalie, why is it that you decided to be against , hm? Clearly you yearn for a good, dominant fuck, and I could give that to you every single hour... so tell why you were so adamant to be against ?"
Yanking on the chain again and forcing ’’ to stare at her, the obsidian skinned futanari snickered as she whispered "It doesn’t matter either way though... I have my woman now. From this point forwards, Natalie, you shall bear children all year round. To make up for this defiance... allow to impregnate you imdiately..."
With that she pulled ’’ down more and started hamring her dick into my womb, smacking her gigantic testicles against my ass and grunting as she got milked by ’my’ traitorous pussy, which was clinging to her cock despite ’’ not wanting it.
"Don’t try and fight it, Natalie. You’re my woman. My slave. You have nowhere else to go... no one else to look to. I own you... I own your womb. Accept your fate as a broodmare, Natalie, and enjoy carrying around the next generation..."
Kissing on ’my’ neck and slamming her hips upwards, the futanari groaned loudly and started dumping viscous sen into ’my’ womb, bloating it and causing ’my’ stomach to start fluttering as ’my’ body inford that she was staying true to her word.
Her sperm was swimming and breaching into ’my’ eggs, getting ’’ pregnant many tis over and breaking ’’ down even more; what followed was a rough, dominant display as she bent ’’ over and ravaged ’my’ pussy, tugging on that chain and choking ’’ hard while she drowned ’my’ eggs with her sperm.
This was such a guilty pleasure to be apart of since I could feel how much control was being stripped away from ’’ with every single thrust, with every single smack, with each yank of that chain; the ’’ being ravaged on this primitive bed was being turned into that broodmare that this obsidian skinned futanari wanted, and that... fuck did that feel good...
I might have cum enough to fill a bucket, and I had no desire to stop stroking my aching cock as I watched the scene in front of get knocked up and turned into an idiot; my arousal spiked when the dream blurred forwards, showing a version of myself that just... oh fuck~!
I ca again and again as I watched a very clearly pregnant version of myself get bathed in sen, a dozen snickering and guffawing bandits of so kind stroking their cocks and cumming on ’’ whilst that futanari from before watched from the side.
Covered in chains, whip marks and other small scars, this version of had clearly been through so shit, and I could tell just how ’broken’ she was since she was extending her tongue and begging for so of the bandits to let her drink their sperm.
One of them got particularly cocky and stepped forwards, slamming their dick into her throat and fucking her mouth right in front of the futanari who had impregnated her; the orgy continued for a little while, and by the end of it ’I’ was bloated even more and definitely about to get gangbanged.
Yet right as the bandits gathered the courage to do so the obsidian skinned futanari told them off, which of course had more than a few of the bandits shouting at her as they prepared to fuck ’’ anyways.
That just earned them a devastating end as their heads popped, showering everything around them in gore; the shock dragged from my lust and had staring at the scene with wide eyes, and that was the mont the obsidian futanari turned towards with a smirk.
Not the pregnant, cumdrunk staring idly at the sky, but the that was floating just nearby; her blazing ruby eyes were sparkling with amusent as she stared straight at , imdiately having try all of the tricks to try and wake myself up.
None of them worked, and that was when she rose up and reached for , her clawed hand swirling with dark energies that filled with sheer terror, that feeling spreading as she got closer and closer, her fanged smile turning wicked.
"I want you, Natalie. This is what I want from you... Such a fine specin... You are the only one I have found that is worthy of carrying my genetics to the next generation. I will find you, Natalie. I will have you."
That was when the world around went black, yet even then those rubies lingered for a few seconds longer, seemingly burning a hole into my very soul as they flared before dimming into nothingness, leaving to lurch upwards in a cold sweat as I felt bile burning my throat.
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