no nut november - day 25
the desperate, enlarged sperm finally finds an opening and swims over a mile up, finally wriggling its way out of the penis and down the swollen, throbbing shaft. this particular cock is constantly desperate to cum, to breed. she's the one who's been held back from it again and again by the largest cock, the shark girl's original cock, which has stayed remarkably soft throughout the entire month, and has grown so large that she has encroached into another city. for the second-largest, though, it feels like being forced to hold back from sneezing, over and over again, the desperate desire only getting worse. at first it was only every day that she'd be forcefully held back from orgasm, but she's become so sensitive that the foggy clouds blowing against her shaft makes her nearly cum dozens of times an hour. at least these scouts are some form of release, at least it feels like progress of some kind.
after hitting the ground (which in turn is after tumbling against more and more cocks and balls that have grown out of her massive form every day), the sperm immediately get to action. they're thrown off by the overwhelming and intense presence of their original host, but their purpose is to search for bodies to breed, and so they swim away from it, their tails thrashing against the earth. they need to go far away. not in this same city, as it is certain at the end of the month of torture, the enormous penises will inseminate everyone within their city many times over without any effort.
the desperate, enlarged sperm finally finds an opening and swims over a mile up, finally wriggling its way out of the penis and down the swollen, throbbing shaft. this particular cock is constantly desperate to cum, to breed. she's the one who's been held back from it again and again by the largest cock, the shark girl's original cock, which has stayed remarkably soft throughout the entire month, and has grown so large that she has encroached into another city. for the second-largest, though, it feels like being forced to hold back from sneezing, over and over again, the desperate desire only getting worse. at first it was only every day that she'd be forcefully held back from orgasm, but she's become so sensitive that the foggy clouds blowing against her shaft makes her nearly cum dozens of times an hour. at least these scouts are some form of release, at least it feels like progress of some kind.
after hitting the ground (which in turn is after tumbling against more and more cocks and balls that have grown out of her massive form every day), the sperm immediately get to action. they're thrown off by the overwhelming and intense presence of their original host, but their purpose is to search for bodies to breed, and so they swim away from it, their tails thrashing against the earth. they need to go far away. not in this same city, as it is certain at the end of the month of torture, the enormous penises will inseminate everyone within their city many times over without any effort.




