FSE

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A quick (by my standard of years) piece of work inspired heavily by the art of Bagu, specifically this piece (https://e621.net/posts/4363592). Not too long but hopefully it does for you what the idea did for me. It's probably better that I actually decide something is finished than try to overfill what is simply straightforward fetish porn

"Well?" Bowser asked, the sagging rubber sock waving in front of Anon's face tantalizingly close. He could feel the heat emanating from the overfilled condom. Bowser grabbed Anon's head and held the messy thing to his nose. The musky stench of his seed punching aggressively. The sloshing of the virile slime was just as arousing as its stench.

"Yes... Sir," Anon added the 'sir' as an afterthought, but it made Bowser purr.

"Good boy," he grabbed the hapless human's chin and pulled his mouth open. Licking his lips, the monstrous tortoise kissed him. Greedily shoving his fat tongue deep into Anon's mouth, the fiery heat of his spit an appetizer for what was next. Separating, he chuckled at Anon's heavy breathing and quivering. Looking him in the eyes, Bowser tied off his condom. Anon groaned in anguish but was hushed by a massive palm rubbing his mouth. The yellow scales slick with a thin sheen of cum. Anon happily licked the residue, holding Bowser's paw to his face as he willingly and happily cleaned the mess, its musky taste faint.

“Good, good boy," Bowser said, petting the human, “I haven't had a kid this eager for my cum in a long time" he chuckled, and shook his head then sharply looked to Anon, his eyes filled with impish curiosity

“Tell me, what would you trade for the full course, hmm?" Bowser rolled the condom around in his paw. His claws pressing deeply into the thin material threatening to break it.

"Anything you would have of me, sir."

"That's a lot of things, boy," Bowser responded coyly, dangling his seed in front of the human's face again "a lot of things"

Anon reached for his belly, gently rubbing the scutes and looking up to his partner, "I'm aware."

"Alright, kid. 'anything' it is. Now open wide for papa,"

Anon tilted his head back, hungrily opening his mouth and sticking out his tongue eagerly waiting for a taste of Bowser's thick prize. King Koopa held the condom over Anon's mouth, but instead of giving it to him, he put it into his own maw, moaning, or growling, in such a low register it was felt instead of heard. Bowser teased his toy with his seed. Rolling the sac around in his mouth, stretching it to its limits. Anon was transfixed until he heard a rubbery snap. Bowser bit the tip open while sucking and slowly drained the condom himself. Cum dripping down his chin and his cheeks ballooned outward. Pulling the now empty condom from his mouth, Bowser threw it to the ground. He roughly grabbed Anon's chin and pulled him into a forceful kiss. Bowser shoved his heavy tongue deep into Anon's mouth, and the bitter and salty taste of the koopa's seed came with it. Anon loudly gulped and opened his mouth as wide as he could. Bowser huffed, the hot air blowing over Anon's face, and he opened his mouth wide in turn. The Koopa withdrew his tongue, replacing it with a deluge of thick tortoise seed. The hint Anon tasted prior amplified a thousand times. The bitter overtones giving way to a strong punch of salt and notes of sweetness flitting through it. The sharp taste permeating every crevice and flowing out around Anon's lips as Bowser force feed his human. The sheer volume of cum forced Anon to gulp it down or have the precious fluids spill over. Bowser growled as the flood came to a stop.

What might have been only seconds, felt like hours of pure bliss to the human. He let Anon go, the human falling forward into his lover gasping for breath. Cum dripping from his lips and down his front. Trails marking his chest and staining his pants. Bowser grabbed his toy's chin and demanded

"Open, pet." Anon opened his slobbery mouth, showing his king a mixture of clear, foamy spit and opaque cum. Bowser punctuated the experience by spitting the last dregs into Anon's mouth and pressed it closed with a massive paw.

"Now be a good servant and swallow your King's gift"

Anon nodded softly and swallowed the thick mixture down, feeling more like jelly than semen and saliva. He gulped loudly twice more, then looked at Bowser. The king opened his toy's mouth to verify there was not a drop of his load left.

"Good boy," He purred, lifting the human with ease to lap up the trails left behind on his body. “You're going to serve your king very well and for the rest of your life."