The strong fragrance of her vagina overwhelmed me; she had actually peed herself when I had threatened them back then.
On top of the smell , I could also taste a salty and bitter flavor coming from her slit , but I didn't care at all. I was overcome with the desire to suck her protruding clit.
Pee? This thing was insufficient to put a stop to my cravings.
My tongue twisted around her dirty pussy, and I could feel her body quivering as I use my shapeshift ability to make my tongue longer and more flexible.
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Her cries escaped her lips "Ahhhh...Ahh...Ahhh..I-- can't.... Please .. I love it .. " She was unable to control the stimulation of her dirty pussy being eaten by me.
"This thing is in the way," I sneered as I ripped off her panty and continued to eat her slit with insatiable hunger, but I wasn't done yet.
My tongue split into two and spin like a rotor, causing her to squirt nonstop. Being able to control my body shape at will encouraged me to be more imaginative.
However, I began to suspect that she was having too much fun, and my old petty self was not having it.
I stop, stood up, and pulled out my cock while pointing it out to her soaking wet pussy.
"We will roleplay that you don't know me," I commanded.
As her vision returned, she hurriedly turned around to see who was pinning her against the glass table.
"W-Who are you ?" She exclaimed in shocked when she saw my face.
And then her perplexed countenance turned to fear when she saw that her entire pussy was exposed, and my cock was teasing it with its tip
"LET GO OF ME!" she protested, struggling to break free. Her hands pushed against the glass table, and her legs kicked in an attempt to loosen my grip.
"Stop moving !"I warned her in a creepy voice. My fat body was sweating so much that it was dripping down her back.
Her white uniform was on its way, so I ripped it off in one go, along with her bra, causing her to scream in pain and surprise.
The unpredictability of my actions caught her off guard, leaving her momentarily speechless as she clutched her chest.
"Stop acting hard to get bitch," I chuckled as I grabbed the hands covering her , and pinned it down in the table while my other hand groped her bare boobs .
"Fuck, I'm cumming again!" I gritted my teeth . The sensation of her soft skin made me cum, but I didn't stop thrusting my cock.
"Are you enjoying this ?" I asked her with a grin.
"N— No," She shook her head
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I hit her across the face, her cheeks had turned bright red as a result of my slap.
"Are you enjoying this ?" I asked her again.
"Y— Yes," she replied, her face terrified as she struggled to find her voice. Her trembling hands clutched at the edge of the table, desperate for support.
Hearing her passionate words , I was ready to continue; however, a realization struck me.
'Alright, that's enough experiment,' I grumbled to myself as my thinking gradually returned to normal. I stood up, and my body morphed back to its usual state.
I got to see how much worse the previous version of myself had acted toward her. And I was satisfied with the results, because it was able to fully imitate me.
"M— Master ?" Bing Da spoke up with a voice filled with sweetness as she open up her legs for me too see. Her eyes filled with devotion and loyalty.
The fear she shown before turned to gratitude after she realized that it was me all along who fucked and treated her like an object.
She gazed at me, half expecting that we would continue our passionate entanglement.
"Yeah , I need more data ," I chuckled to myself.