Messing with portals

The young snake stood silent in her room, in front of her window, coffee cup in hand, still warm and steaming from the machine, resting her elbows on the small one inch gap between the window and the cover for the radiator underneath. She took a sip and watched the clock warn her that it was time to prepare to go to work for yet another day, but she ignored it this time: the office was closed after all and she had no reason to get there for another several days while the renovations were carried through. A big smile crept on her face once she remembered just why the office had to be closed shut and the employees give an impromptu vacation. Jesse put the coffee cup on her night stand, faced wardrobe to her left and took a good look at the inventory of her clothes and once again came to the realization she had to get a few new sets of underwear and pretty much everything else.

She was naked as she could get, her house was a haven of freedom and lust, the walls around her oozing a dense musk that made anyone not used to it sway and stagger at a mere whiff, months upon months of spent loads, spunk seeping into the floor, the furniture, the items and the very air itself. Dark spots on the paint and on the drywall marked every last shot of seed she had wasted ever since she moved in, countless gallons that dripped from the ceiling and into the heavy-duty drains and pumps installed for the specific purpose of handling her endless lust and desire to relieve the cargo in her swaying nuts. Those same nuts hung below her sheath, as heavy as any other day, fifteen inches across, steaming in the sheer heat they exuded and the impossibly dense stench of sex and cum that clung to the soft scales that clad them. As the memories of why she was getting such a needed day off from work, her balls churned audibly, loud and needy, swelling with every few heartbeats of the young lady that they were attached to while her sheath thickened and parted around her uncommon anatomy. The smile widened as her cocks poked from the fat, stretchy edge of her sheath, prying the elastic flesh apart with their girth, still soft, still dormant but already enough to surpass most males, barely ten inches out and still a long way to go. Clear drops of precum, as big as marbles, dripped from the two tapered heads, sliding on the engorging flesh, half pooling within her sheath to add to the constant flow her night's dreams brought and half spilling over the fat rim and then onto the floor, joining the loads she spent the day before. Almost every pair of panties and the nice skirt she had worn that day was now in tatters thanks to her desire to bring herself to that edge she so dearly loved to jump off of, strings of pretty black laces and reinforced fabric sitting idly in a big pile inside the wardrobe just in case they managed to fix themselves. With a sigh she tossed them into the trash and grabbed the very last items she could put on herself, hoping that they could make it through the day.

Jesse had somehow managed to get through her own lust that day, sitting uncomfortably on her chair, shifting around and around, her cocks, lodged as deep as they could get within her body, leaked every thickening globs of pre and spunk, a constant flow that might have not been as unbearable had she not been already too full or at work. Gallons added to the gallons present in her gut, fluids mixed together and gave her a huge paunch that began to tear her blouse and pants at the seams. The space between her and the desk was getting small and smaller until it wasn't enough and her belly began to spill over and under it. Jesse was constantly coming inside herself, an endless tide of fresh and warm spunk that made her sweat and pant heavily. The musk her body oozed eventually overpowered the ac units keeping the air of the office in check and the stench of sex and rut wafted into one nose after the other. Boners popped and made wet patches in pants, panties stuck to vents and muffs alike in a chorus of suppressed moans and quiet orgasms all the while productivity in the office plummeted and clients were left hanging on full lines, the employees rushing to bathrooms stalls to get their bearings together and still failing to do so. The boss had to call it a day and then asked for a company to come and clean the place up from the thick stench sticking to equipment and people.

The air that Jesse breathed in though was far more densely packed with that same scent, heavy and thick enough to be tasted even by weak human tongues or noses, something that kept the young woman in a constant state of arousal and that contributed to a viciously pleasurable cycle of getting aroused, coming all over her furniture and smelling the thicker musk around her. The chances of anyone ridding the apartment of the stench of her nuts and endless loads were non-existent a week after she moved in, now it was well beyond anything any living being could hope to do. She didn't mind of course, it was a reminder of her own virility and a perfect way to coax any prey she dragged to her lair to do whatever she wanted them to do. The surge of memories and the growing pride for having caused an entire floor to grind to a halt merely thanks to her horniness was reflected by a surge of growth in her nethers: her cock bloated and lurched forwards, inch after cunt-breaking inch of pure flesh, each of her malenesses reaching well over two feet within seconds as their owner moaned and grabbed onto her shafts, caressing them. The two turgid cocks bobbed in front of her under their weight, spreading her sheath apart still and still with so much more room to grow. Jesse kept rubbing and stroking herself, soft scales upon hard flesh and slick fluids, over and over and over again. The mirror in front of her was quickly doused in great gouts of precum, running against each other to the floor where the rest of her lust was pooling, much like every other morning.

However, as much as she enjoyed being naked in her own home and dousing the soaked walls in even more spunk, she had to wear clothes outside and appear presentable in some way after all. She had to buy new clothes today and it was a matter of utmost importance or else she'd be out of anything to wear in case she felt like doing that again. Regretting every time she decided to push herself over the limit, loving it at the same time, the young snake reached for two sets of rings that rested on top of the bed stand next to her coffee. Her cocks grew another foot at the mere act of thinking what she was about to do, reaching over three and a half feet, her sheath so obscenely spread out it was almost too much for her. The two head sized nuts swinging below the tube of flesh protested for the woman to unload just a little bit before going out, strained by the sheer weight of their cargo. Even though she couldn't afford to spend the entire day doing that because of her urgent needs, she could set aside an hour or two before going on her errands at the very least. It was very early in the day to boot and it was the time most of her neighbours went out for their own jobs, so she could be a tad loud. As if to entice herself in an ever growing loop of self-arousal, her cocks and her balls sang, throbbed and grew, sack sagging down, an inch larger than they were a mere minute ago and promising so much fun she just couldn't wait. She caressed them, feeling her sweat soak into her palms, further lubing herself up as if her incessant leaking pre hadn't already made her wet beyond anything any conventional lube was able to do, and she even tasted better than the commercial goop. The young snake collected handfuls of the musky stuff and licked her hands, over and over, her tongue set abuzz by her very own taste for the millionth time, tingling with the spicy flavour of her leftover lust and the fresh loads produced in the tens of gallons every few seconds.

Jesse grabbed the rings and slid them on her cocks, having to stretch her arms above her head so massive they were, looking even more massive as their girth couldn't even be encompassed by her hands halfway to the top and her five feet six frame made them seem all the more out of place. They were her pride and joy, assets that she had had only seen matched by two people in all of her life and one of them was her own father, scaled to his bigger body of course. For a brief moment she was lost in the memories of the days spent with him learning how to tend alone to her needs and how to live her life without allowing her body to dictate what she would do with it. However, most of the time, what she wanted to do and what her body wanted to do were the same thing and just as the shape of her father's body grew clearer in her mind, her cocks let her know that those few seconds passed remembering had been enough to get her at full mast. Once more her memories had brought her further along a path she was far too familiar with. Jesse looked down and saw her shafts fully erect, two four feet poles, throbbing madly as her heart pumped blood and her nuts dumped ever growing loads of cloudier precum on her bed. She was barely able to slide the rings fully down them, needing to use her constant flow of pre to lube their way, the slick sounds of her hands roaming on her flesh echoing along the splatters of fluids on every surface in front of her. Each time a ring slid over one of her many ridges, Jesse moaned, her cocks swaying as her control waned for a moment or two, spraying the ceiling with tub loads of white precum, the stuff so thick it was clinging to the soaked paint above her, dripping in fat blobs that splattered loudly much to her pride and arousal. Her balls made the two shafts bloat at the same time, one ridge at a time, swelling as she struggled to get them over her ridges, flush with blood, halting the flow for just long enough to make the following cumshot rocket through the air and splatter with increased force against the ceiling. She regretted not having put them on before getting hard, now the process was... highly annoying but also highly pleasurable. The rings slid in place, right above the rim of her sheath, pushing the fat folds aside just enough to not be noticeable were she to decide to put on any pants. A faint blue glow flashed in her eyes and less than a second later, with a twist and a turn, Jesse felt close to two dozen pounds of weight leave her body all at once as her cocks fell with muffled thuds on the bed below. They fell on a massive steamy puddle of precum that had already long since saturated every fibre of the bed and that was now starting to run in musky rivers down the sheets, further soaking the floor. She'd also need a few dozens sets of new bedsheets because as much as being surrounded by warm spunk as she fell asleep sounded arousing and made for fun dreams, a dry bed was just as nice, it rubbed on her balls so nicely.

Jesse smiled, stroking her detached cocks like they were made out of pure gold, gentle caresses that helped them harden still and spurt even more precum on her stained sheets and dripping walls. She didn't need any more than that to proceed and lifted herself up, standing on her bed while her tail held up her cocks so that she could then spear herself on those mammoth shafts, impale her vent and tailhole with so much cock she'd squeal and cum from the mere insertion. However, in the moment her vent's lips were spread by the very tip of one of her shafts and her puffy tailhole gave in for the other, she stopped. Fat globs of pre and rising cum were racing through her flesh, dumped by the pint inside her guts and womb by the sheer force of her needs and still she didn't lower her hips. The realization she had to get out of the house and couldn't go shopping with her belly bursting with seed or else she'd never be able to buy herself some regular-sized clothes was almost a turn-off for her, but the quickly rising pressure in her seventeen inch wide nuts was far too great to be ignored, not if she wanted to look proper and shop without having to hide a condom on each of her cocks and change them every few minutes or so. She'd have to compromise and dump as much of her sack's contents before she could even hope to manage to get dressed. But that would also take too much time, her nuts felt too heavy even for some nice stroking and licking. Fortunately she just knew how to fix the issue: with a smile, holding her cocks to the best of her abilities, one in her arms and another wrapped by her tail, Jesse marched towards out of her bedroom. Behind her she left a messy trail of what could be described as cum so dense and virile it was, so thick it refused to drip down any surface it landed on. The young snake knew she had worked up herself too fast, thinking of her father like that, and her body yearned for his touch and wanted to let loose like only he could allow her.

Jesse stopped in front of the wall opposite her couch where two large holes broke the near perfect cum-soaked sheen of the paint. In a series of fluid movements, the snake plugged her cocks into the wall sockets and grinned even more: her shafts stood there proud, side to side, not even sagging under their own weight, true behemoths of flesh and lust. They throbbed and leaked the cum her balls were packed with, flying several feet in the air before each of the two fist thick ropes splattered on the couch and once again saturated its cushions and pillows in spunk. Jesse turned around and opened her legs just enough to get her cocks in between her thighs only to close around them like a clamp, shivering at the contact between searing hot flesh and relatively cooler scales. Instantly a massive gush of impossibly dense pre rushed through her shafts and made her shiver from head to tailtip as if she had been thrown into a pile of snow. Grinning yet again, even more so than before, keeping her thighs as closely pressed together, as much as their girth could allow, she backed up into the wall until she bumped into it. Her vent had left another kind of trail, this time on her very own flesh, dripping onto her cock and down on the carpet, the slickened folds sharing the same kind of heat with her shafts and her balls. The massive sack rested snugly on top of the cocks it had earlier been under, pinning them down by virtue of its weight, making the muscles lining the four feet poles flex to keep themselves upright. More and more and more precum was pumped by those nuts in still thickening loads, each lasting seconds, each carrying gallons upon gallons of fluids and every last one of them splattering messily all over the place as Jesse played with herself. The ever present puddle she made whenever she got aroused reappeared, turning the living room into a musky swamp, the stench of sex growing stronger with each load of pre and cum she spurted.

She grinded her hips back and forth, one step forward, one step backwards, letting her scales' texture do what her hands couldn't, keeping her on the edge, her nuts wafting their dense musk straight into her nostrils, taking her to new heights of pleasure. It was all becoming too much for the young snake to handle, her steps shaky both because of her failing strength and because of the spreading puddle of precum lapping at her feet, her hands squeezing what little they could as much as they could. Back and forth, back and forth she went, squeezing again and again around her cocks, the grasp on them forcing the two pillars to rub against each other constantly. Too many things were happening all at the same time, Jesse was giving herself so much pleasure in so many different ways she was peering on the edge of something truly monumental but it wasn't until she bent down and licked her flesh that she reached the peak and felt every last cell of her body sing and scream in happiness and pleasure. One single finger thick rope of cum raced out of her nuts, bloating her cocks with its dense cargo, flying through the air and splattering against the couch, followed by a second, a third, a seventh and a tenth, each thicker, denser, lasting longer and longer than the ones that came before. It took her five minutes to reach the apex of her climax, one she was riding mentally and physically, her shafts yawning around a stream of cum so dense and thick it was wider than her own arm. Jesse leaned on the wall, her thighs still squeezing rhythmically her cocks as they pushed against, swelling time and time again with more and more spunk. The entire apartment was filled with only the sound of her cum splattering on every conceivable surface her shafts were pointed at, whenever she shook or moved about, whenever she grabbed one or leaned forward to lick and tease herself some more, they moved and so did the endless stream her balls were eagerly dumping. Lost in the sea of bliss of her orgasm, she didn't notice the expanding sea of seed around her ankles until it was a roiling frothy ocean of pure virile batter. The waves of spunk caused tides, every single shot of her monumental nuts adding countless gallons to an already freakishly big pool and still Jesse came, letting her body release as much as it could. At some point the sea of cum reached ten inches of depth, but quickly rose far above that before she could realize, the doors creaking under the immense pressure, furniture swimming on a lake big and virile enough to seed an entire city and leave some for later, enough to make her start to worry a little. The young snake flipped one of the dozens of switches that activated the pumps inside her apartment after a couple more minutes. With loud hums rivalling the deafening noise of her climax, the drains lining every single wall gurgled and strained to transfer the still growing tide into the piping of the building. For a few minutes the pool of cum kept growing but as her orgasm started to fade, the wrist-thick ropes of spunk thinning ever so slightly, the battle to avoid a messy, musky and dense flood started leaning in favour of the multi-thousand dollar implant that had yet to fail her. It gurgled and strained but it worked and the level of cum receded, dumped out of the apartment by the dozens of gallons a second.

It still took half an hour for all of it to be drained and even then large isolated puddle marked the aftermath of her lust, but it was more than enough for Jesse to switch the pumps off and relax somewhat. She stepped off her unusual ride, still squeezing hard on her softening shafts so that her thighs could scrape off as much cum as they could, strings of it making lewd bridged between them once she was far enough, some of it clinging to the soft scales of her vent. Her body still ached for more but it'd have to wait, if only for a few hours. Jesse kneeled in front of her cocks and opened her mouth wide, welcoming one of her shafts and the last dregs of cum still inside it, pushing forward and forward till her snout bumped against the wall. The very tip of her cock was drooling pre straight into her stomach, the massive bulge inside her throat testament to both her size and skill, her tongue lashing out to clean herself as she pulled back and repeated the process with the other cock, deepthroating herself twice over. Jesse stood up, feeling dizzy from the incredible density of her musk in the air, so packed it was almost hard to breathe, even for herself. Still, she wasn't yet done with her prides, she had yet to prepare one of her favourite toys. The young snake raced to the closet where she kept the most precious of things she owned and retrieved a big bundle of cloth that made her hear thump with expectations, that made her nuts throb and unload ever thicker precum on the floor.

Jesse dragged the machine over to the living room, her tail swishing freely behind her in joy and trepidation, only wagging harder when she spread the cloth over the soaked carpet and stared at the contents: two cylinders, each around five feet in length rested on the silky fabric, shiny and slick, the insides of them coated with something that looked like gel. She caressed the tubes with love and affection, memories of the many things she did with them surfacing to the top of her mind, egging her to hurry up and use them again. Jesse giggled as she slid one finger inside the left cylinder and felt it instantly grip her digit and start massaging it, the gel becoming slick and wet in moments. Her cock jumped as if they were spectators to the lewd show and not part of her own body. The herm took out her finger and grabbed the tube she was testing just now, lifting it up and lining it with her drooling cock and then slid it over the throbbing shaft, inch after inch until it was completely inside. The tube hummed, a blueish glow appearing on the base and the top as it hissed and sealed itself over the snake's fat length and started squeezing and suckling. Jesse moaned, feeling herself come just a little from that lovely pressure applied to every single inch of her flesh. Her nuts heaved, letting loose a thick shot of cum after a couple of seconds, the cock still free hosing her down with yet another volley of spunk, drenching her from head to tail tip in her very own essence, while the other seemed to be completely fine. With her legs wobbling, Jesse put on the other tube and waited for it to light up as well. The moment it did, both tubes hummed and the pressure applied to her cocks felt a dozen times stronger, the hissing louder as the cylinders started pumping her lengths in alternate turns. The suction made her balls churn ever louder, visibly pumping gallons upon gallons of thick batter inside them, the sheen of sweat becoming thicker, the steam wafting from the seventeen inch wide orbs even clearer than before. She moaned, leaning on the wall for support as the tubes pumped faster and faster and faster still, back and forth, back and forth until she howled and came on the spot. The lights on the tubes became brighter as if they were fuelled by the very same cum they were milking out of her, the hundreds of arm-thick ropes seemingly disappear from reality as they left her overworked nuts.

A bang echoed in the otherwise mostly silent apartment as one of the pumps started smoking and struggle to dump the loads it was given, the pipes strained almost beyond their capacity as they attempted to push around the entirety of the snake's immense loads at once. They failed and within a minute, the pumps stopped working and the emergency release was triggered: the caps of the tubes opened and gallons, hundreds of them, poured out, splattering on the carpet and on everything in front of them as the machines did their work without missing a beat. Jesse arched her back on the ground, her tongue lolling out as she fumbled to grab her phone and quickly lower the settings for the tubes. It took her many tries, her fingers trembling as she came and came and came, the entire apartment slowly filling up with musky cum, every piece of furniture ruined even more as she spent her seed in thick waves. Eventually the pumping slowed down, the cylinders humming a little more quietly, their speed halving a few times over until they were doing a complete cycle every few seconds.

Jesse took a deep breath and stood up, the stench of sex hanging over her like a curtain as she wobbled her way to the bathroom to get prepared to go out. The tingle such an overpowering stench gave her carried through her shower as she cleaned herself properly and then got dressed. No matter how much perfume she put on, she knew she'd still smell of sex and cum outside, so she didn't wear any at all and strode into the streets reeking of her own lust. Her cocks were left to the mercy of the machines and her own desires, the settings low enough for her to walk around and act like a proper lady, but turned on the moment she had a chance, s her balls teased by the soft fabric of her loose pants, outlined even though they had been refitted to allow her immense maleness rest comfortably within. The lewd bulge of her crotch was an eye-catching treat for anyone, fat, big and meaty, eyes falling to stare at the head-sized nuts or at the bloated sheath and noses flared to inhale the muck they oozed. The gazes of hundreds and the friction between her flesh and the fabric with no underwear to protect her maleness from shifting about, sweat soaking into the cotton. She would leave wet patches of sweat and lust if she were to sit anywhere or even stand, the bulge tight enough to allow the fluids to seep and turn the dark suit into a lewd see-through item.

She had wondered whether she should put on the last pair of panties she owned, but a naughty idea had wormed its way into her head ever since she had ruined the rest of her wardrobe, urging her to go around the city with naught but a single layer of brittle cotton between her fat cocks and the crowds. She had given in to it and as she walked around, strolling calmly as if she had no worries in the world, her nuts kept lurching upwards, sloshing with freshly made seed and her cocks dumped it all in her living room a few blocks away. With a flick of a virtual switch on her phone the cylinders sped up, pumping her shafts faster and faster, her cocks unloading freely countless gallons on her already ruined living room. It wasn't the first time she did so, it wasn't the last either but that didn't stop her from thoroughly enjoying every last second of it. Unlike the time she had went to work with her cocks safely tucked inside her vent and tailhole, she could avoid worrying about getting too big and rip her clothes, unlike that time, she couldn't feel every throb, every pump and every gallon of spunk and pre dumped inside her belly and womb. It was an entirely different experience and one she blamed herself for not going through as often as she could. With every step she felt gallons of spunk leave her overly packed orbs, shrinking them bit by bit, fractions of an inch at the time. The feeling of freely coming without end in front of so many eyes, so many eyes that could see her nuts twitch and slosh, her sheath bloat and twitch time and time again if only they watched closer. She'd let them watch as much as they wanted, she'd let them touch and feel the countless spurts that travelled through space and were dumped on her furniture in her apartment, she'd let them see it if they wanted to, they'd just have to ask.

Jesse sat down on a bench, tired, holding in one hand several bags of pristine new clothes that were destined to be ruined by the end of the year like the countless that came before and an ice cream in the other. She watched the people go by, licking her treat while her nuts kept sloshing with seed, her hands squeezing the fat orbs from time to time, bringing herself to another small climax, another among the dozens she experienced as she shopped casually. Suddenly, she bent over, air escaping her lungs as every fibre of her body screamed and tensed. For a moment she didn't understand what happened or why until, after several seconds of pause, she felt the tubes being removed from her cocks and then felt a hand touched them. Panic gripped her mind as images of thieves breaking in her apartment replaced the pleasure of the soft touch upon her flesh. She froze, ice cream melting in her hands, her eyes staring into the void in front, pondering whether it'd be faster to call the cops or run to her home instead. However, as the hand roaming on her cocks kept prodding, teasing and exploring the texture of her maleness, a tongue joined it, followed by a second hand. It was but after she felt the wet muscle circle around the tips of her shafts that she understood what was happening.

A wicked smile crept on her muzzle and Jesse relaxed, rushing to finish what little of her ice cream was left under the roaring sun while the mysterious intruder threw themselves upon her cocks with a hunger she could feel from where she was. The young woman shivered, stood up and resumed her shopping trip, although her steps were a little unsteady since part of her was assaulted again and again, a delicious and arousing assault. If before the act of walking around in public was enough to make her come whenever, now she was constantly forced to hold her orgasms in or else she'd not move a single step forward. The insane naughtiness of it all pushed her body to a level of need and lust she didn't remember she could reach, her balls swelled and squeezed, growing larger by the second despite the constant flow, filling in the space inside her pants. She had left the house two inches smaller down there, thanks to her messy relief and had shrunk another two by the time she got the ice cream. Now, all that work proved to be for naught as the obscenely swollen orbs lurched upwards, tightening against her body, desperately dumping as much spunk as they could, dozens of gallons by the second through each of her cocks and still they managed to reach twenty inches and didn't seem to be able to stop anytime soon. Her sheath had also grown quite a bit, thicker than before, twitching madly, outlined by a faint layer of sweat and condensed musk on her pants. The stares only intensified as Jesse entered another shop and started browsing through the rows of bras and lingerie, the employees shocked by the sight of someone with such a... generous package trying to see if a size S g-string could fit her and by the constant sloshing coming from said package. The young snake paid them no mind, biting her lip to stifle moans that were quickly growing to be hard to contain, leaning on walls at every turn and chance she got to keep her footing and avoid a messy fall. By the time Jesse had found all that she wanted, the entire shop reeked of her musk and of her ball sweat, the cute Labrador at the register panting, pulling at her shirt to vent her heat that the snake's stench only made grow. However, the herm herself wasn't in any better position, sweating bullet and panting heavily while the sweat of her nuts soaked into the fancy clothes and left a stain bigger than some people' entire heads. The intruder in her apartment hadn't slowed one second in close to an hour and by now she was getting too weak to even stand. Then, while she was heading to the exit to pay for her items, she felt something impossibly wet and slick press against one of her cocks. She paled and rushed back inside, essentially throwing herself inside one of the changing booths and locked the door, barely a second before her shaft was enveloped in a world of warmth and tightness, squeezed on all sides as that something slid further along her length. Jesse's eyes rolled back, her sheath bloating still along with her nuts, threatening to tear the seams of her pants. She fought against the intruder, her hips humping at something that wasn't even there in a rush of instincts and pleasure, her sack swaying, heavy, dense, packed to the brim to a point it almost hurt. She huffed and panted for minutes, as the intruder clearly decided to detach her cock from the wall and place it on the floor, sliding up and down, using it as a living toy while the owner wasn't there. She resisted the onslaught for close to five minutes before she fell on her knees and howled, her nuts shrinking visibly several inches at once, halving their size in mere instants only to expand and contract once more. She could feel every last drop of the immense load they were dumping and regretted not being there to see it. Hundreds of gallons bloated her sheath every couple of seconds, painfully delightful, almost maddening and it happened over and over. Time seemed to not matter anymore and so the young snake laid on the floor, waiting for the climax to be over, drooling on the cold tiles as her nuts heaved in an even more desperate attempt to free themselves of their cargo. And so she waited.

When she finally came to, Jesse needed a few seconds to process what had happened, her eyes blinking several times to adjust to the dim light of the booth she was still inside of. Her lungs were aflame, pushed hard to provide oxygen in an area where the only thing she could breathe was her own musk, dozens of times denser than her own home's. Shaking like a leaf she got on her feet and exited, not seeing anyone, not even the customers that were there before. The clock told her that she had been in the shop for only half an hour, but it was eerily deserted. The stench of sex still hung heavy like a blanket on everything inside, from the storeroom a loud banging seemed to be the only other source of sounds other than Jesse's steps. She left a hefty amount of cash, enough to cover for the clothes and for a generous tip to the employees that had 'disappeared' and ran out of the shop. The sound of the alarm barely registered in her mind. Jesse ran as fast as she could and burst through the entrance to her apartment, immediately assaulted by a fog of sex so dense she could feel it soak into her bones and a wave of seed that tasted like hers rush out of the front door, flooding the hallway with thick batter. She closed the entrance, put her bags on the table of the kitchen, waddling through an ankle deep pool of spunk that made what she had dumped earlier seem like water. The living room was a mess, far worse than anything she'd have allowed herself to: an inch thick layer of cum coated even the farthest angles of the ceiling, fat drops falling into the sea below, stretching the nearly solid paste on it. Every piece of furniture was more like an amorphous blob of the same stuff that made out the walls and the floor and, sitting content in the middle of it all, panting and grinning, was the intruder. Jesse sighed as it licked its fingers clean of seed, its belly bloated to an inhuman size, enough for the young snake to curl up inside and rest, sloshing loudly. In its hand was one of her cocks, drooling still, the other firmly lodged inside the moaning blob of cum.

"Hi." The blob waved and she waved back, rolling her eyes as it stopped licking and started scraping off layer upon layer of batter. At first it didn't make any difference but once enough was removed, bright red scales could be seen emerge from the mass, followed by a pair of eyes and a face, hands and then the blob's chest, to which two massive tits were bolted on, capped with nipples thick enough to be fingers. The female that was hiding inside the blob giggled and pinched them, making herself moan and squeeze Jesse's cock once more, making her moan in turn. There was a moment of silence after those moans, the two staring deeply at each other. "Well... don't just stand there looking, help your mother up!"