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Now that you "ain't nothing but mammals," the Genie decides to take a step back and let nature (a.k.a. George) take its course.
George, a large monster of strength, ferociousness, and literal oozing testosterone, encloses on you with intentions clear. Ripped and throbbing, he quickly turns you around and pins you to the ground, instilling you with fear of what is about to happen. You know what George is capable of, and as much as you hate the inevitability of it all, you do not want George to get violent, so you let it happen.
With his wild pheromones driving your new body crazy, George shoves his banana into your new sexual system. Your mind goes crazy, not sure how to react to the the anger, anxiety, and sudden pleasure of this entire system. As George goes on, his thrusting and pressure becomes stronger and more rapid...and it begins to feel like it is going on forever. With each thrust into your new, wet sex, your mind become a bit more fuzzy with pleasure and confusion.
Eventually you find yourself howling like the new animal you are, giving into the pleasure versus fighting it. For the moment, you accept that you are George's mate, for as long as he needs to use you.
As you find this level of acceptance and gawk in please, you look on forward...
George, a large monster of strength, ferociousness, and literal oozing testosterone, encloses on you with intentions clear. Ripped and throbbing, he quickly turns you around and pins you to the ground, instilling you with fear of what is about to happen. You know what George is capable of, and as much as you hate the inevitability of it all, you do not want George to get violent, so you let it happen.
With his wild pheromones driving your new body crazy, George shoves his banana into your new sexual system. Your mind goes crazy, not sure how to react to the the anger, anxiety, and sudden pleasure of this entire system. As George goes on, his thrusting and pressure becomes stronger and more rapid...and it begins to feel like it is going on forever. With each thrust into your new, wet sex, your mind become a bit more fuzzy with pleasure and confusion.
Eventually you find yourself howling like the new animal you are, giving into the pleasure versus fighting it. For the moment, you accept that you are George's mate, for as long as he needs to use you.
As you find this level of acceptance and gawk in please, you look on forward...
This situation is bananas! What happens next??
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