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The crossfit influencer - Alt ending 2 - Futa
🕑 Added 2025-08-11 06:28:54 +0000 UTC
“Watch,” she commanded.
Peter could only stare in awe as the impossible unfolded before him. A ripple coursed through her flesh, an unseen force manipulating the very structure of her body. Her clit pulsed, swelling, lengthening—thickening into something more.
It wasn’t just swelling. It was sheer growth, a transformation in form and function.
Within seconds, her arousal had taken full shape—a thick, throbbing cock, glistening with slick arousal, twitching against her abdomen. It was perfect, veined and heavy, matching the intensity of her dominance, her power.
Peter’s mouth fell open. “Jesus… Natalia…”
She gripped him by the collar, yanking him down onto the bed with effortless strength. “You wanted this,” she growled, her breath hot against his ear. “You begged to be pegged.”
His response was a desperate whimper as she flipped him onto his back, her body looming over him, her thick dick pressing against his thigh. The heat radiating from her was overwhelming, intoxicating.
She gripped his wrists, pinning them above his head with one hand while the other teased the length of her new cock against his entrance. “You’re mine, Pet” she whispered. “Every. Fucking. Inch.”
And then she took him.
The stretch was incredible, the burn of fullness making him cry out as she pressed inside, inch by glorious inch. Her strength was inhuman, her thrusts relentless, each one driving deeper, harder.
“Fuck—fuck—” Peter gasped, nails raking down the sheets as her hips pistoned against him, the bed creaking under the force of their passion.
Natalia growled, her muscles rippling, sweat glistening on her skin as she fucked him with primal intensity. Her mind was ablaze—not just with pleasure, but with knowledge, with control. Every movement was calculated, every snap of her hips designed to push him closer to the edge.
She leaned down, her lips brushing his ear. “You feel that?” she purred. “That’s me rewriting you. Making you mine.”
Peter could only moan, his body trembling beneath her as she angled deeper, hitting that sweet spot with impossible precision.
The pleasure was unbearable, consuming—like nothing either of them had ever experienced. The serum had changed her, yes, but it had also changed this.
Their connection. Their fucking.
It was otherworldly.
Natalia’s breath came in sharp pants, her grip tightening as she felt her climax surge through her. “Come for me,” she ordered. “Now.”
And he did—spectacularly—his body seizing as waves of blinding ecstasy crashed over him. The sensation was enough to tip Natalia over the edge, her cock pulsing as she buried herself to the hilt, filling him with her release.
For a moment, the world ceased to exist. There was only heat, only pleasure, only her.
When she finally pulled out, collapsing beside him, Peter was a trembling, breathless mess.
Natalia smirked, running a hand through her sweat-slicked hair. “Still think you can handle me?”
Peter could only laugh weakly, his limbs still twitching from the aftershocks. “Not… not even close.”
She leaned in, nipping at his ear. “Good.”
