Needing Sir In Charge (Dark Possessions Book 2) Read online

  “You’re going to take my cock, now.”

  With a little fear, she looked at the massive length he had hanging from his body. It was enormous.

  “My m-mouth,” she stuttered, almost regretful that she had to explain, “I d-don’t think it’ll fit...”

  Another cock slap.

  “Please and thank you, remember.”

  “T-thank you, Sir. For the reminder.”

  She found herself meaning every word. How had that happened? Fuck, he was so fucking chiseled and enormous and godly and oh god she would do whatever he wanted if she could just taste him. His cock was dripping precum and oh fuck her tongue was wagging out, so very close...

  She should...she should obey him. Yes. She needed that so bad. Fuck, his musk was so manly and overwhelming.

  The precum on her face didn’t feel like it was drying—rather, it felt like she was absorbing it. And getting even hornier.

  As if seeing this absorption, Henry tilted his head. His cock became hard immediately—total control of his member, just like that!—and then he spurted a bit of cum into his hand. Lillian was in awe. The cum looked like just a small amount in Henry’s massive hand, but in reality it was more than Henry ever produced before by a factor of ten. He took the cum and ran it into two fingers and shoved them into Lillian’s mouth.

  Each finger was bigger than Henry’s cock had ever been. She struggled to work her mouth around them.

  She protested, just a little, at first. Then she tasted it. His cum was magnificent. It was like sucking down the sun, full of energy and power and warmth.

  Inside her body, millions of changes manifested to make her Henry’s perfect mate. Gifted with his first spurt of cum in his new form, she would be perfectly matched to fuck him just as she truly believed he deserved. Her musculature tightened and restructured to give her endurance for fuck sessions that lasted for weeks.

  Her gorgeous pussy became able to host thousands of orgasms, one right after another, for months on end. Her tits ballooned out, becoming even larger and rounder, but completely firm and buoyant. Her dark hair grew and grew, puddling around her on the ground.

  This all happened within seconds, just from one tiny spurt of cum from her new God.

  “Now,” he said, hovering his enormous cock in front of her face. “What do you say?”

  “Please, Sir! Please fuck my mouth with your godrod!”

  He smiled and shoved his enormous meat into her newly-improved mouth, now designed ideally to take in the gargantuan meat of his cock.

  Entering her roughly, his meat pushed past her mouth and into her throat easily. She could feel her entire body reforming now—completely made ready to take such enormous size perfectly. Her throat was like a hot, velvet fuckglove, and he could fuck it like a cunt.

  He did exactly that. Again and again, he rammed the full length of his meat into her body, his big balls resting on her enormous tits, his crotch shoving against her face. His forest of pubic hair was musky and manly, like motor oil and campfires.

  She would surely have received several concussions, her head being banged so rapidly and so hard by the force of his shoves, if her enormous mass of hair was not acting as the perfect padding for her skull. As it was, she only felt manhandled and completely controlled—clearly under his force, but without the slightest bit of pain. Somehow, she knew that he knew that, that he wanted that.

  Lillian knew, without any hesitation or dispute, that she was being fucked by her God. She stared up at him with grateful, worshiping eyes, silently promising to serve him until the end of time.

  He came inside of her then, unleashing his gigantic load—enormous enough to be proportional with the size of his gigantic fuckmeat. It seemed to be endless, load after load spasming into her mouth, and Lillian could only swallow and pray for more on top of cumming herself. Her pussy had no choice but to orgasm again, again, again as more cum layered into her body.

  None of her had any choice in the matter whatsoever. She was his perfect fuckslut now and forever, and she would cum on command.

  When she finally had to disengage, the cum building up too much, he sprayed her down with his cum, spilling it on her thick. Her body absorbed more and more, becoming ever more perfect for him. Her tits and hair expanding, her body becoming taller and tighter and sexier.

  He was her Master. Lillian was his slave. This was how life was supposed to be.

  * * * * *

  Waiting in the elevator, Lillian had to struggle not to finger her cunt needfully. Other guests might walk in, and she needed to convince someone to come back to the apartment with her.

  Find more cunts for me to fuck, or I will tear down every wall to find one.

  This was the order that Henry had left her with after she awoke from her cumbath. Spilling his seed unto her as he had had sated him only for a small while, and now her Master needed more.

  Lillian was thoroughly happy to comply. She looked gorgeous, barely fitting inside of the once-far-too-enormous raincoat. It fit her now more like a tiny dress, her beautiful long legs reaching out with ease. With her enormous high heels on, she was easily over six foot five, looking like some disastrously gorgeous Amazon waiting to destroy any man who looked at her wrong.

  And she was ready to do that—she belonged only to her Master Henry. All others were not worth her time.

  In front of Master, even with her new growth, she barely came up to his massive, amazing shoulders.

  Fuck, she loved him so much. His bulk, his size, his endless endurance.

  It was almost unbelievable that only an hour ago, he had been regular old skinny Henry, and that she had been eight inches shorter with tits that actually fit inside some of the bras she had. Hell—it was hard to believe that she had wanted or needed a bra at all.

  The elevator dinged open. In the lobby, she saw a lovely, tiny blond girl, fresh out of college, trying to open her mailbox near the front door. Over the last several months, she and Lillian had shared conversations doing laundry in the basement. Katie, that was her name. Short, busty, beautiful, wearing a delightful blue cleavage-baring dress with a big funky white belt. Katie with the gorgeous cheekbones and cute blond bob framing her lovely face and plump lips.

  Master would love her.

  Without a single thought besides that, Lillian rapidly approached Katie, wrapping her hands around hers.

  “Wh-Lillian?” Katie was caught off-guard. “You look—Lillian?”

  “Yes! It’s me. I need you to come with me.”

  “You look...how did you get so tall? And you smell like...and you feel...”

  Her voice became very thick, like Lillian’s very touch was some kind of arousing soporific.

  “...feel really...good.”

  Katie bit a lip, staring at Katie’s tits, so openly exposed in her little jacket. Lillian, sensing the opening, pushed her tits forward onto Katie’s arm, holding there firmly.

  “Just...just come back to my apartment with me, okay? Please?”

  Katie did not look as though she could decide whether to concentrate on Lillian’s words or her new enormous tits. “W-Why?”

  “Mast...er...Henry. He needs us. For something. For...” Lillian tried to improvise. “...for heavy lifting. Right away. Please.”

  As if she was drunk, Katie followed, stumbling every third step. Lillian made sure to continue to press her big, heavy tits against Katie’s frame for the entire walk, and when they made it into the elevator. Even so, by that time, it seemed that Katie had been able to clear her thoughts just a little.

  “Lillian, you look...sort of scared.”

  Katie was looking the gorgeous, Amazonian brunette up and down, licking her lips.

  “I am,” said Lillian. “I can’t disappoint him. We can’t. I’m so terrified of that, Katie.”

  Lillian was perfectly serious. She hugged the pretty blonde then, holding her tight, stroking her short hair and staring soulfully into her eyes.

  Katie’s mouth worked silently
for a moment, just enjoying the feel of Lillian.

  “It’s just...um, you know, if he’s...if he’s doing abuse...I mean, there are shelters...”

  Lillian held back a laugh. As if there was any shelter that could hold back her Master from what he wanted. As if she even wanted such a thing. Before either of them could say a word, the elevator doors opened and they rushed down the hall, Lillian practically kicking down the door. Her Master’s pleasure was so close now!

  But as they walked back inside, there were sounds of hard, furious, ecstasy-filled fucking filling up the whole room already.

  “Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh my god you’re so fucking good! You’re so much better than my boyfriend! Oh my god!”

  The two beauties moved through the apartment and saw that on top of the dining room table, Lillian’s Master Henry was fucking a gorgeous Asian girl, her face contorted with bliss. Her long dark hair was spilled out all over the dining room table. Her legs were bunched up underneath his enormous abs, her face already slathered with his shiny white cum.

  On the other side of the dining room, there was an enormous hole in the wall. An enormous, Master-sized hole. He had actually torn the walls down. Lillian supposed he could smell the Asian’s hot cunt, needing to be filled up with his godly cum.

  That was so fucking cool.

  Lillian, eager, licking her lips, stepped forward with Katie into the dining room proper to get a closer look at what her Master was doing.

  Was he...was that Jennifer from next door who he was fucking? Of course it was. She was barely eighteen! Lillian had a conversation with her yesterday about how she was due to get married in a couple of weeks!

  God, Master just couldn’t be denied at all. That was so delightfully hot and sexy and wonderful, for Lillian to be owned by such a massive stud.

  At her side, Lillian could sense Katie’s growing panic. Whatever control her own body had over the pretty blond thing was waning.

  Master seemed to sense it too, because he unceremoniously dumped Jennifer on the floor—who landed with a delighted giggle and a thump before starting to finger her dripping wet pussy as she examined Master’s heavenly back muscles—and approached Katie. His cock was massive, over a foot long, and completely covered with shiny wet pussy juice and precum.

  Behind him, Jennifer’s tits seemed to expand with every little finger stroke of her clit, and she was stroking quite quickly. She was also, of course, licking up all the cum she could that had been sprayed on her face—though much of it seemed to have been absorbed already, perhaps even before Lillian and Katie walked in.

  Master towered over both of them, his enormous cock almost level with Katie’s face. Staring at it with big green eyes, Katie was teetering, her knees literally knocking together in her short blue dress.

  “I um...I should really, I mean, I should go, because this is like, not really my thing, and I should go I think, and—”

  Master came in his hand, just like he did for Lillian, and slathered Katie’s pretty face with his cum. His enormous palm could fit her entire head, and when he drew it away, her whole face was covered over with his precious white goo.

  “Quiet,” he growled.

  Her face was stunned, but also unmistakably aroused. Tentatively, her tongue slipped out and licked up what it could find...and her face went completely slack.

  “Please and thank you. That’s all you get to say.”

  Lillian nodded firmly. “Thank you for taking her, Master.”

  Just a hint of a smile crossed his face. Lillian’s cunt heated up even more with the gentle flash of his approval. It was so wonderfully good to be admired by her Master. But just as soon as it had crossed his face, it was gone, and his face was stony again, duty-bound, walking back to Jennifer. Each step shook the walls.

  Jennifer was barely returning to her feet when Master picked her up again, sitting her tits first on the dining room table. Jennifer, short and compact and perfectly muscled, suddenly had quite a lot of tits for that sort of maneuver. If she was one hundred and twenty pounds, then easily twenty of that was hot, perfect Asian breastflesh.

  Lillian put her hand into Katie’s swelteringly hot cunt—a maneuver that got easier by the second, as Katie kept growing taller and more lithe. Katie, catching on, slid her hand over to Lillian’s cunt. Each moaned appreciatively, their fingers automatically knowing what to do.

  Together, they watched their Master fuck Jennifer into oblivion, her tits growing and growing, becoming larger than her own head. Her legs grew too—and though she was still shorter than Lillian, she had been made considerably taller than Katie, now the shortest hottie in the room even as she grew. Katie’s tits—already quite large—bubbled outward to rival Lillian’s beauties, both transformed beauties covered in a myriad of juices from fingering each other’s pussies and being washed over with the thorough heat pouring off of Master and Jennifer’s coupling.

  Katie, though, still seemed to want to resist, even with Lillian’s fingers diving within her hot cunt and with the taste of Master’s cum.

  “Lillian, I don’t know about this,” she moaned, starting to draw away. “I don’t know. This is t-too much. This is too w-weird.”

  Master heard her, though. In between deep thrusts into Jennifer, he snapped his fingers, pointing at her. “Shut up.”

  Katie drew up as if she had been shot, her eyes wide.

  “Shut her up,” Master directed Lillian, “and keep her arms from moving. She’s next.”

  Happily, Lillian forced Katie down to her knees and chicken-winged her arms behind her. Katie, whimpering, struggled even as her pussy dripped down juices to the floor below.

  Meanwhile, Master kept plowing into Jennifer, who seemed to be having the time of her life, calling out promises for him.

  “I’m gonna break my boyfriend’s heart!” the Asian beauty sang happily. “The wedding is totally canceled! I can’t wait to dump him for you, Master! I’ll throw the ring in his face!”

  That seemed to please Master greatly. Groaning loud enough to vibrate the chairs in the dining room, he came in Jennifer. The hot Asian screamed with intense pleasure, her own multitude of orgasms making the rounds through her hot tight body.

  Even as he continued spurting, he withdrew from Jennifer, and aimed his sperm-spewing fountain at Katie, walking closer and closer.

  Quickly, the lovely blonde was coated with Master’s gift, filling her mouth over. His cum bubbled out of her mouth, running down her big tits. Instantly, the still-cumming Jennifer was there to lap it up, her enormous breasts resting on Katie’s rapidly lengthening legs.

  Lillian squirmed with jealously, holding Katie’s now-limp arms. Lillian looked down and saw that Katie’s eyes had rolled completely backward into her head, her pussy convulsing with a seemingly endless amount of orgasms.

  Sensing Katie’s change, their Master shoved his enormous cock inside of her mouth, pumping wave after wave of cum into her fertile body. It seeped out the slim edges of her mouth where his cock was not completely filling her hole. Katie’s moans were loud and robotic—she moaned because Master willed her to moan. She came because Master willed her to cum.

  Lillian was—though completely assured of her Master’s virility—somewhat scared she would be left out of his cum shower. Didn’t he love her? Wasn’t she his first, special slave?

  “P-pleaaase,” Lillian moaned, her cunt filled with the lava of overwhelming lust. “Pleeease, Master...”

  Master’s enormous head tilted, looking down at Lillian’s perfection. He reached over and grabbed Lillian’s tits, pulling her closer.

  “What, girl? Did you think you would no longer be my favorite, just because I’m stuffing her face?”

  Lillian had trouble answering that with just please or thank you. She tried anyway, nodding, and then whispering “Please, Master.”

  He ran a hand through her thick mass of hair, twitching a bit as he came even more pints of cum down Katie’s throat. Katie was eager now, sucking happily, totally tr
ansformed into a proper cockslut.

  “Of course you’re my favorite, doll. Don’t ever think otherwise. But these other bitches needed to learn their place.”

  Jennifer moaned in affirmation, so happy that she had already been taught.

  “But, you have been very good. So...”

  Ignoring Katie’s sudden rush of moanful protests, Master pulled out of the rapidly beautifying blonde and picked up Lillian with one hand around her torso. He was so wonderfully strong!

  Holding her in place with one enormous hand wrapped around her teensy, tiny waist, he bent Lillian over and shoved his massively slick cock inside of her sopping wet pussy. Then he let go—his cock holding her in the air entirely. It was amazing!

  Her entire inner body had been reformed completely to hold his cock—her organs arranged perfectly to contain his massiveness. Hot, orgasmic waves of bliss rushed over and over through Lillian, and her orgasms only intensified as Master shoved her face into the wall, once again her hair acting as padding.

  Katie and Jennifer, slathered in his still wet cum as it absorbed into their bodies, grabbed Lillian’s hands and held them behind her back, tugging at her massive wealth of shiny dark hair. Master grabbed both new slavecunts and shoved their heads next to Lillian’s face, encouraging them to join their endless praise.

  “He’s fucking you so hard because you’re his best girl,” Jennifer moaned.

  “I’m so fucking jealous of you, love,” cried Katie. “He’s going to just destroy your cunt. You won’t be able to walk for days. He could get you fucking pregnant.”

  Lillian bucked and screamed, her face sliding harder into the wall.

  “Fucking own her, Master,” Jennifer and Katie cried together. “Ruin her please!”

  “Please!” Lillian called out. She could only say please in front of Him.

  Gasping and bucking, Master unleashed in her at last. His cum inside her seemed even more virulent than the constant fountain that he had been spewing for over an hour now, one final gushing hot molten outpouring of pure bliss filling up Lillian’s pussy completely. Lillian’s brain blinked on and off, flooded with bliss, feeling like thousands of orgasms were hitting her all at once.