Infested Hellhound Docking

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No amount of shame from the act of submitting to such a beast can overpower the furnace of lust raging in your loins. In spite of your revulsion you remove your inquisitor’s corset and roll onto your back, exposing your vulnerable groin to the beast.

The infested hound repositions itself, blocking out the sun with its dark fur, leaving you with only the pale flames surrounding its fuzzy sack to look at. The warm wetness of its smooth tongue starts sliding over your dog-shaped cock. It feels good, better than it has any right to. Your arm-like, canine cockcock hardens under the stimulation, happy to be so well-treated.

Stopping its licking, the beast begins to shuffle forwards, pre-cum coated worms plopping out of its double-dicks onto your belly. They crawl lamely around as the beast works to line itself up, though you’re unsure what it could possibly be aiming for. Your questions are answered as the slightly pointed tip of one of its twin-members presses forward, bumping against your pointed tip. It pushes forward with an intense sort of care, slowly forcing itself into your urethra, dribbling painfully hot cum directly into your cock-passage and dripping the stuff all over your groin.

Gods, it’s shoving its infected cock up your urethra! It’s trying to infect you with those worms! The dog-demon keeps pushing further and further, sliding deep inside you, the outline of its member easily visible through the skin of your smartly dressed, puppy-cock. It starts feeling good, the wriggling parasite-infested dick begins sliding in and out, fucking your urethra in earnest and depositing its wormy cargo deep inside you.

Your duo of basketball-sized balls shiver as hot doggie-cum and wiggling worms are pumped directly into them.Despite the strange freakishness of the situation, you find yourself getting off on having so many moving forms stuffed inside you. The thickness of a large obstruction working its way down your urethra prevents your orgasm from taking you anywhere, but you feel the pleasure and pressure all the same. Your body clenches and writhes under the beast, a helpless slave to the unholy pleasures being forced upon you as the dog-demon’s exposed member drops a huge worm into the wet puddle on your crotch. You’re horrified when you realize that a similar worm must be making its way inside you now.

The demonic dog backs away with what looks like a grin on its face after filling you with worms and boiling spooge, your urethra stretched and dripping with white squirming goop. Pushed beyond your endurance, you start blacking out, your last thought a lamentation on how you’ll be a carrier for these parasites, just like this demon-dog.

You’ll probably come to your senses in eight hours or so, missing 12 gems.

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Pub: 27 Nov 2022 18:50 UTC
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