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“Were you watching, Ochako?” came the incredibly aroused voice of Himiko through the video Ochako was watching on her phone.
Himiko was reclined on her bed with the most lascivious expression on her face, her tongue lolling out while her eyes were filled with wild lust. She wore thigh-high stirrup leggings, arm-length fingerless gloves and a choker adorned with a skull and attached to straps that wrapped around her large, healthy breasts and accentuated them. Her pierced nipples were erect and her thick, healthy legs were lifted up, drawing Ochako’s eyes to the beast between her legs.
Himiko’s cock, fourteen inches long and thicker than a soda can, stood erect and pulsing needily, but that wasn’t the main attraction. Her huge nuts, each the size of a softball and stuffed into her taut sack, rested between her fat ass, hanging over her pussy. Across her balls, she had written ‘Ochako’s face here’, and Ochako found that offer incredibly arousing.
Himiko pulled the doll that looked like Ochako off the tip of her cock, showing the bloated, cum-filled belly off as her own dick splattered her face with the remnants of her orgasm. Ochako had watched Himiko fuck the doll like an animal in rut, and she couldn’t help but imagine herself in that position.
Ochako quickly looked around the train car to make sure nobody was watching her, then reached down between her legs and felt the wetness that had long since soaked through her panties. The trip back from the airport was long, and Ochako hoped she could make it back before she could no longer resist finger-fucking herself in public.
She watched the video again to pass the time, watching Himiko’s thick cock appear as she stripped, watching it lengthen and thicken as it got hard, and watching her heavy balls swing as she fucked the Ochako facsimile to pieces. Ochako tried to imagine how those balls smelled and how her cum tasted, but her mental recreation was a pitiful replacement.
Finally, she reached her stop, and almost flew off the train as the throbbing emptiness inside of her grew stronger. Each step made Ochako more aware of her stiff nipples rubbing against her bra and the wetness running down her legs. Her huge breasts were bouncing painfully as she ran into the street and almost sprinted toward her house, drawing stares from other pedestrians, but she didn’t care.
Ochako burst into the house and slammed the door shut behind her, locking it before running upstairs to the bedroom. She pulled her shirt and bra off, then stripped out of the rest of her clothes and dumped them in the hallway as she burst into the door that she could smell Himiko behind.
The blonde barely got the word ‘Ochako’ out of her mouth before she gasped as Ochako shoved her face right into her balls and inhaled deeply.
Ochako came on the spot, her naked body convulsing slightly as she moaned into Himiko’s ballsack, letting the smell permeate her mind. She reached up and grabbed onto each ball with one hand, rubbing them against her face as the musk overwhelmed her.
Himiko couldn’t help but giggle as the pleasurable sensations of Ochako’s worship traveled up her body. “You really are a slut for my balls, aren’t you?”
Ochako nodded, not lifting her face for a moment as she began to lick Himiko’s skin, which earned her the prize of an audible gurgle as her ministrations finally woke the sleeping giants up.
Himiko leaned back into her pillows, grabbing her phone as she enjoyed her ball massage. That familiar churning meant that new cum was being made, and Ochako’s holes were their inevitable destination. She began to record a new video, focusing on Ochako’s face rubbing into her balls, and the whorish, needy expression she wore when she finally had to come up for air.
“Smile for the camera,” Himiko teased. “This’ll be a good present for Deku when she lands~”
Ochako didn’t even try to hide the desire on her face; her mind was too drunk off Himiko’s smell to think about almost anything else. She managed to crack a smile as she looked lovingly at the phone. “Miss you already, Deku~”
Himiko smiled as she put her ankle behind Ochako’s head and pulled her back down to her balls, which were already looking bigger. She lavishes kisses all over them, leaving red lipstick marks across her ever-tightening sack. Ochako’s worshipful tongue sent tingles up Himiko’s spine as she began to feel full and backed up, and her eyes drifted down to her cock, which was pulsing needily. It dripped with thick precum and was feeling quite ignored, which Himiko decided to fix.
“That’s enough for now, Ocha,” Himiko breathed as she grabbed onto the base of her cock and began to tap it lightly against Ochako’s forehead, making sure to capture it all on her phone.
Ochako got the message quickly, and eagerly rose from her knees, tracing her tongue along the long, thick cock, tasting the delicious precum as she neared the tip. Himiko was hung like a horse, and it had taken Ochako a long time to train her mouth and throat to take her cock, but she wasn’t a quitter.
The fat head of Himiko’s nearly four-inch thick cock pushed past her lips as the taste caused Ochako to cum again, drenching her thighs with her need.
“She’s such a slut, isn’t she, Deku baby?” Himiko asked the camera as Ochako’s arms and legs trembled and her eyes rolled into the back of her head. “Just one taste of my precum made her orgasm.”
As soon as the feeling returned to Ochako’s body, she wasted no time pushing Himiko’s cock deeper into her mouth and down her throat. She had to climb up onto the bed to get the angle needed to take the unbendable rod halfway, then all the way with a single grunt of effort.
Himiko moaned in pleasure as her balls slapped into Ochako’s chin and her entire cock was sheathed in her throat. Ochako wasted no time getting to work, bobbing her head and entire torso up and down as she worked to bring Himiko to orgasm.
“Look at how badly she wants it,” Himiko panted into the phone, already breathing heavily from the overwhelming sensations. Ochako knew Himiko’s cock better than she knew the back of her own hand, and knew just how to work it.
Ochako left a ring of lipstick at the base of Himiko’s cock as she repeatedly slammed her face against it, the smell and taste deepening her horny daze. Each deepthroat brought Himiko closer to cumming, and against Ochako’s desperate assault, who could resist for long?
Only a bit more than five minutes passed before Himiko’s hand reached out and held Ochako’s head down and her balls tensed. Ochako felt the cock bloat thicker as cum began to rocket down her throat, straight into her stomach.
Each salvo lasted several seconds of unbroken blasts, and the spurts showed no signs of stopping quickly. Five, ten, fifteen times her balls clenched as they unloaded huge loads into Ochako’s throat and still she kept going. Each individual stream was more voluminous than a normal man’s entire orgasm, and far thicker, resting heavily in Ochako’s stomach.
By the time her last few blasts spurted down Ochako’s throat, more than a minute had passed. Himiko’s cock didn’t even pretend to go soft; it would take far more before she was close to satisfied.
Ochako pulled her head back, looking down to confirm what she already knew. Her stomach was bloated out like she was pregnant, filled with at least a gallon of thick cum from Himiko, but that wasn’t all. Despite unloading all of that inside of her, Himiko’s nuts hadn’t shrunk one bit. In fact, they had barely noticed the outpouring of seed and were still far larger than they had begun.
Ochako’s worship had borne fruit, and Himiko’s balls were in overdrive. As if they read her thoughts, they gurgled loudly enough to be heard easily over Himiko’s and Ochako's heavy panting. Each was the size of Ochako’s face, and she wasted no time comparing them by shoving her head back between the pendulous nuts.
“Fuck, I need more,” Himiko growled. “Up on the bed, Ocha, I’m gonna fuck your face~”
Ochako eagerly complied, hefting her bloated, weighed-down stomach up as she climbed onto the bed, then rolled over so she was on her back. She hung her head over the edge of the bed, opening her throat obediently for the cock she desperately needed.
Himiko lined the tip of her cock up with Ochako’s lips, then thrusted forward. In a single motion, she hilted herself all the way down, letting her huge balls slam into Ochako’s face.
Ochako loved the heat and weight from Himiko’s nuts as she held herself against Ochako’s face for a moment before she pulled back and began to thrust. Himiko only took a moment to reach full speed, slamming her hips into Ochako’s face with needy abandon, causing her to clutch her face as her tongue lolled out.
“It feels so good to fuck your throat, Ochako!” Himiko giggled as she turned the camera on the bulge sliding up and down Ochako’s torso. Each thrust caused Ochako’s huge, head-dwarfing tits to sway and bounce, and Himiko swore she saw a little bit of milk trickling from one of her erect nipples.
With every thrust, Himiko’s balls hung heavier and swelled larger. The pressure was growing worse, and Himiko just wanted relief. She was barely focusing on the pleasure she was feeling; she just needed to cum.
It was less than ten minutes of face fucking before Himiko finally felt the cork pop. She hilted herself one last time, slamming her huge nuts into Ochako’s face as they clenched and pulled tighter to her body. Another deluge of cum erupted into Ochako’s already-filled stomach, but she was well versed in taking Himiko’s impossible loads.
Her bloated cumgut swelled with every spurt from Himiko’s tensing balls, each one more vigorous than the pulses from her first orgasm. The sea of hot cum grew larger, stretching out Ochako’s stomach so she looked easily fully pregnant by the time the orgasm tapered off, having more than doubled the load inside of her.
“Fuck, I’m still so full~” Himiko cooed, cupping her face with one hand as she filmed with the other. “I’m fuller than before!”
Ochako opened her eyes to see that Himiko’s balls were still just as big, if not bigger. They began to swing again as Himiko resumed her brutal face fuck. She had to spread her legs wider, adjusting her stance to leave room for the heavy orbs swinging between her legs. They seemed determined to not empty anytime soon, and Ochako was determined to enjoy every moment of it.
Himiko’s rock hard cock sawed in and out of Ochako’s throat as her balls swung heavily beneath it, bumping into Ochako’s face with every thrust, until they didn’t. Eventually they grew so heavy that the motion of Himiko’s desperate fucking didn’t move them enough to hit Ochako’s face, but she wasn’t having any of that.
Ochako reached her arms up and grabbed onto Himiko’s balls, each one the size of her head and weighing dozens and dozens of pounds, and pulled them to her face. She smothered herself with Himiko’s heavy balls as best she could with a thick cock down her throat, poking at the entrance of her stomach, but it was enough to push Himiko to the edge again.
Himiko moaned in pleasure as she came again, cum exploding out of her cock. Ochako decided to help Himiko out, and began to run and squeeze the churning, flexing balls as best she could. Her efforts were rewarded by a redoubled surge of cum, bloating her bigger by the second. Each flex of Himiko’s cock dumped a gallon or more into Ochako, causing her stomach to surpass pregnancy comparisons as it spilled over her sides and onto the bed.
Her third orgasm was more than twice as long as her first, and filled her more than the previous two combined, but Ochako could still feel her balls filling faster than they drained.
She would not be moving herself after they were done, that was for sure.
Himiko fell forward as her orgasm finished, panting as she rested her forehead on Ochako’s massive cumgut. She caught her breath and looked over her work, admiring it proudly as she finally pulled her cock out of Ochako, slowly stepping backwards as she drew all fourteen inches slowly out of her throat.
Ochako’s needy body didn’t want to let it go, and she held on as best she could before Himiko popped free. Himiko looked down smugly at her balls, each one bigger than Ochako’s head and still swelling. She had to stand bow-legged to not lose her balance, and she noted that the lipstick kisses Ochako had planted all over them were stretched out, victims of her swelling virility.
“Roll over,” Himiko ordered with a grin, “it’s time to fill you properly. Doesn’t she look so beautiful, Deku?”
Ochako struggled, but managed to roll over onto her stomach, which she noticed was bigger than her entire torso. Her ass was lifted in the air naturally by the veritable beanbag chair Ochako was laying on, which is just what Himiko wanted.
Himiko leaned in and traced a finger up Ochako’s needy pussy, causing her legs to tense and toes to curl.
“How badly do you want it?” she asked.
“I need it!” Ochako begged instantly. “Himiko, give it to me! I’ll die without it!”
“Do you hear that, Deku?” Himiko cooed at the phone as she teased Ochako’s slit with the tip of her throbbing cock.
Ochako tried in vain to back her ass up and force Himiko’s cock inside, but she wasn’t going to let her have it that easily. She teased Ochako’s lips for a few moments, tracing the precum-gushing head around her pussy, but never pushing it inside.
“Himiko… please!” Ochako begged desperately . The smell in the room was like Himiko’s balls were in her face constantly. She could feel the heat they were putting off, and the musk overwhelmed every other part of her brain’s function. All she knew was her cock and balls and cum.
Finally, she put the head inside, letting it sit there for a moment as Ochako almost screamed in pleasure. Then she took it out, then put it back in, then took it back out, causing Ochako to whine needily.
She put the head in again, then sunk a few inches down into Ochako’s tight, heavenly pussy. Then she pulled out again.
Himiko continued her teasing, never quite giving Ochako what she wanted, but giving her a little more each time. Ochako’s moans became more breathy and guttural as the pleasure began to overwhelm her, and eventually, even just from being teased with Himiko’s god cock, Ochako came.
As soon as the orgasm crashed over Ochako, Himiko hilted herself, slamming her hips into Ochako’s huge, pillowy ass as her cock burst into her womb.
Before Ochako’s orgasm had even peaked, a second one exploded in her mind. Twin fountains of ecstasy burst through her, causing her to scream incoherently as her tongue lolled out and her body went limp. It proved too much, and Ochako’s brain short circuited, and she passed out.
That didn’t stop Himiko. As much as she was working for Ochako’s pleasure, the pressure inside her balls was greater than ever. She knew they wouldn’t burst, but it still felt like they would, and her entire body was dedicated to alleviating that feeling.
With a firm grip on Ochako’s hips, Himiko began to fuck her with every ounce of her strength. Her huge cock was stretching out every inch of Ochako’s pussy and womb, using it purely for her pleasure.
She couldn’t always take Himiko’s cock; it had been years of training and practice, but now, Ochako’s body was built for this. Her body gave way to the cock it needed desperately, silently begging Himiko to breed her.
The rut began in earnest, Himiko’s balls swinging like wrecking balls as they crashed into Ochako’s bloated cumgut and sending waves rippling across her pale skin.
Ochako regained consciousness as the second orgasm faded away, and she lifted her head to look up at Himiko. The wild expression in her yellow eyes was accentuated by her blonde hair hanging messily over her face. The almost sadistic smile beamed down at her as the camera continued to film her.
“Look at her, Deku,” Himiko grunted through the effort of fucking. “She’s so happy!”
Ochako smiled dreamily as another orgasm erupted in her mind from the huge cock shaping her insides. She looked into Himiko’s eyes and slurred, “Harder, Himi…”
Himiko thrust forward, repositioning her feet so she could fuck her harder, almost jackhammering Ochako into her own cumgut. With Ochako conscious again, she had control over her kegels, and began to work them.
For the moment, Himiko was at Ochako’s mercy. The way she controlled and clenched her pussy was too much, and out of nowhere, Himiko came.
An orgasm that dwarfed the others blasted into Ochako’s hungry womb, swelling it like a balloon at the end of a water hose. Even through the three orgasms filling her stomach, the new load in her womb made itself visible through her skin, lifting her slightly further off the soft bed.
Himiko came down after almost three minutes, but the pressure was worse than ever. With a grunt, she resumed her thrusting, desperate for relief.
The next orgasm came quickly, only five minutes later, and this time, Himiko didn’t even bother to stop thrusting. Cum blasted out, each clench of her swollen balls promising new gallons. Ochako raised higher into the air as her gut took up more space on the bed and countless orgasms dimmed her perception of the world around her.
Himiko kept filming as the pressure continued to grow. Her balls were in overdrive like she’d never felt before, and she needed to get it all out.
The orgasms came one after the other, each one greater than the last. Her sixth, seventh, eighth, ninth all exploded out of her cock, swelling Ochako far past the point where her body was dwarfed by her gut. Her skin covered the entire king-size mattress and had lifted both of them up off the bed even as it spilled over the sides. Himiko’s spurts became less distinct as her cock and balls worked double time to try and get the building cum out of her sperm tanks. The next came before the previous ended, meaning there were no breaks, just pulses in the volume.
Himiko turned the camera behind her, showing Deku how swollen her balls had become. If she was standing up, they’d be touching the ground, each one bigger than a beach ball, and gurgling so loudly that the sound echoed off the walls and was drowning out their cries.
“More, Himi, more!” Ochako screamed over the din of gurgling cum and skin slapping skin. “Give me fucking everything, you blonde bitch!”
“Everything!” Himiko repeated at the top of her lungs, willing her nuts to make good on her declaration. At that moment, she felt something give way, something she hadn’t even known was there. With one final thrust of her thick cock, the floodgates opened fully.
There was no flex and pulse, there was no spurting and clenching, there was only one continuous, full-body flex as her cock unleashed an unbroken firehose of cum into Ochako. Every orgasm before was a trickle compared to the deluge, and Ochako felt it hit her womb like a punch to the gut, even through the small ocean she held inside of her.
Gallons were dumped inside of Ochako every second, spraying from her cock with strength she didn’t know she possessed. Both women’s tongues hung out of their mouths as their eyes rolled up in unison, Himiko’s orgasm matched in strength only by the one exploding through Ochako.
Through it all, a part of Himiko’s mind kept the phone filming. She didn’t want Deku to miss a second of this record-breaking fuck fest.
Ochako’s gut spread over the bed and onto the floor, swallowing the rugs and pressing toward the walls as they rose toward the ceiling. As Himiko continued to cum, she finally felt the pressure dropping in her balls, causing her to begin thrusting again to try and speed up the process. New waves of pleasure rolled over both of them as Himiko’s balls finally began to shrink, their impossible density finally overcome by Ochako.
After over fifteen minutes, Himiko finally finished, the last dregs flowing from her gaped cock as her strength failed.
“Were you watching, Deku?” she asked her phone as she finished the recording, then collapsed forward onto Ochako.
They lay there still for a few minutes, both of their minds trying to reconcile with what they had experienced. Himiko’s cock softened but never left Ochako’s depths, soaking in her pussy as Himiko’s head rested against Ochako’s back. Around them, the room was dominated by Ochako’s pale skin, nearly stretching from wall to wall, and the women themselves hung a good six feet off the bed.
Ochako spoke first. “I love you, Himi.”
“Love you too, Ocha.” She pulled her phone up to her face so both of them could see it. “I filmed the whole thing.”
“Really?” she breathed with an approximation of a laugh. “That’s dedication. You gonna send it to Deku?”
“Of course. Don’t want her to miss anything.” She pressed a button and sent it, hoping Deku would watch it once her plane landed.
Ochako noticed something she hadn’t before. “Your nails, Himi.”
They were painted a very distinct shade of green, causing her to blush as Ochako pointed it out.
Ochako cooed and grabbed Himiko’s hand so she could kiss it. “You miss her so much.”
“Of course I do!” Himiko exclaimed with a pout. “We all married each other for a reason!”
“I know, baby,” Ochako replied, trying to calm her wife down. “I just think it’s adorable. Deku will love it, too.”
Himiko’s face was still twisted into an adorable pout. “Yeah, probably. She loves everything we do.”
“She loves us a lot,” Ochako reminded her. “Just like we love her. She’ll be back from her business trip in no time, just you watch. I’m just worried that I’m the only pussy here to tame this cock if this is your new normal.”
“Do you think I’ll ever catch up to Deku?” Himiko asked hopefully.
“If your balls keep growing this much, I think so!” Ochako praised. “We’ll measure your cock in the morning, too. Maybe it got bigger again. Although, too much bigger and I won’t be able to take both of you at the same time.”
“Don’t be down on yourself!” Himiko protested. “If your ass keeps growing like it has, you’ll keep up no problem.”
Ochako smiled up at her wife. “Are you gonna sleep here tonight?”
“Of course,” Himiko cooed. “Can’t let anything leak out, can I?”
“Like I’d ever let any of your cum escape,” Ochako laughed. “Deku and I haven’t let a drop of your cum hit the ground for years.”
Himiko smiled as exhaustion began to catch up to her. Ochako must have felt the same way, because soon they were both fast asleep.