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Sophie Turner: a Virtual Reality (RoleplayMaster x ChrisGabriel)

When the horse cock appeared, it was simply a long, floating penis, waiting to be used. And as it was another conjuration spell, Sophie's distraction unfortunately caused another side effect. The dress she wore shrunk incredibly. While it didn't suffocate her, her nipples now poked out the top, exposed to the cold air. And at the bottom, the dress barely reached her hips. Essentially, the dress was just wasted material covering her stomach, yet it was too tight to remove without cutting it off. Of course, Sophie had other things to focus on right now.

Steve groaned as she girl worked his cock, eagerly wanting the same cum she had been feasting on for days on end. The creature whistled to the floating cock, gesturing for it to go to her pussy. It soon floated by, pressing itself against her entrance, before entering. It wasn't too gentle, yet her absolutely soaking pussy helped lubricate it's way. If Sophie glanced down, she would see the cock bulge all the way up to her ribcage.
 
The young woman lost in the virtual pleasure felt her dress constricting, it left her unable to breathe too deeply... not that she could with the smelly cock in her mouth. So, she was instead panting, and soon hyperventillating while she tried to concentrate on not gagging and choking, but still hungry for cock.

That hunger was why she opened her hips more when she felt the pressure of something against her labia. The size was a surprise thought, making her cry out and whimper, as the pressure grew, until the trumpet like hed popped into her moist pussy. From then on it was just more pressure needed... At least she did not felt her insides being rearranged, just the immense pressure and the pleasure, as something started to thump against her ribcage ... from inside. Of course it was not able to go that high, but was noticeable on her stomach, and whatever it moved out of the way was making her feel like she was in a deadly thin corset. Which she was, as her dress clenched her from outside, and the cock pushed from the inside.

The one in her mouth adding to it like it was a tamping-bar...
 
Steve watched her pant and groan around his cock as the horse cock went to work. It was an arousing sight, seeing her so helpless to the pleasure. It didn't take long until he orgasmed, pulling out and spraying his load all over her face. It was quite thick, sticking firmly to her face. He then whistled, and the cock pumping her rib cage slowly slipped out of her. "Over here." Steve instructed, patting Sophie's tired lips. The horse cock flew along the air, and presented itself at Sophie's lips. "Wait." Steve said, knowing it likely wouldn't work from this position.

Steve saw a log nearby, gesturing for Sophie to come with him. He had her lay down, her head hanging off of the side. This mean her throat would be straight to her body, allowing for a more comfortable entrance, as the cock slowly slipped inside of her. The horse cock had horse balls too, which were very heavy, and musky. They kept slapping Sophie's face as it pumped in and out of her.

The creature simply silently watched, massaging her pussy while waiting for the gape to shrink, ready for himself to enter.
 
The loss of Steve's cock left Sophie speechless and panting, tongue hanging out, so she got not only a facial, but enough on her mouth to splutter and moan, as she was almost turned inside-out, with the flared horse cock leaving her now gaping pussy.

At the sight of the monstrosity, she almost fainted, only the help of Steve got her laying down, with her head hanging, conscious. Then frightened, but strangely still needy and aroused enough to try to let the quivering heavy horse-cock enter her mouth...

When it pushed and pushed, she was gone. Closing off her throat, her air, stretching her lips and neck... No surprise her mind was leaving her virtual body. With the last sensation of the summoned rod sliding down her throat, she fainted, feeling the horse balls touch her head.
 
When Sophie awoke the following morning, she remembered everything she had done up until she fainted. The effects of the sex addiction had worn off, but she seemed almost... stuck.

As Sophie began to move, she found her entire body covered in semen, from head to toe. All three of her orifices were sore, her mouth still wrapped around the now-soft cock of Steve. Her clothes remained too tight to remove, even if she used the semen as a slippery way to get out of it... not that that would work anyway, as the semen had dried completely on her. Steve still slept, exhausted after all the sex he had last night.
 
With her legs bare but thighs covered in caked on semen, Sophie tried to wriggle her fingers then arms free, before she slipped out from the precarious position. She did not wanted to wake him, nor she needed the pacifier in her mouth to harden... She definitely wanted to get away and maybe find some way to loosen up her dress!

The layer of dried on horse smelling semen was not that foremost in her mind, than to check herself over and think... And try to find out if she could log out of the game finally!

If not, then she would need something to frink and wash out her mouth, but she did not felt hungry... more like, bruised inside.
 
Sophie would feel quite the opposite of hungry, actually. She had received five loads of horse cum shooting into her stomach the previous night, sating her newly formed hunger for semen.

Unfortunately, Steve was still asleep, and the only one who knew these woods. There did not seem to be any lakes nearby, and the only thing they had was a few small bottles of drinking water. But there was not many left, and she had no clue how far the next village was. Of course, she could try urine, if times grew desperate. When he would later awaken, Steve would find himself very thirsty, having dehydrated himself the night before.
 
While Sophie heard about urino-therapy, she was not ready to try it out for herself. Not even to wash her body with it... Well, maybe if she had to go, she would be more ready to try to wash her thighs and pussy in her own piss, but nothing abowe her waist, and she hoped to have a ponf near by to wash up after that...

On the other hand, she felt better just with gurgling water and gulping down it, she did not even washed her face for now. Also, if Steve was that much thirsty, she would let him drink her... if he asked... Hm... Maybe... Sophie hid the full bottles of water. He needed punishment...

Taking a walk around, but not loosing their camp from her sight, she looked around, before going back and perusing the magic books. All the while she twitched and moaned as her overused holes ached... But she felt happy and full...

But she needed a solution for her dress problems, she could not go among people like this!
 
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