The femboy's words were barely a whisper, lost in the air as I towered over him, my massive cock throbbing with anticipation. I could see the fear in his eyes, mixed with something else... curiosity, perhaps? Or was it resignation to the inevitable?
Arabella's breath came in ragged gasps beside me with her hand still stroking her cock with slow, deliberate motions. "He's so cute when he's scared." she muttered with thick lust. "Let's give him something to really be afraid of."
With a wicked grin, I grabbed the femboy by the hair, pulling him up to his knees. His eyes widened as he looked at the two of us, our cocks standing at attention, dripping with pre-cum. "Please…" He whimpered. "Don't do this..."
Arabella chuckled. It was a sound that sent shivers down his spine. "Oh, but we must." she purred with her hand still moving up and down her shaft. "It's our duty to breed and dominate. And you, my little femboy, are going to help us reach the next level."
I pushed the femboy down onto his hands and knees as his ass presented to me like a ripe fruit. "Choose!" I growled, pressing my cock against his thigh. "How do you want it? Hard and fast, or slow and deep?"
The femboy's body trembled, his breath coming in short gasps. "I... I don't know!" He stammered, his voice barely audible.
Arabella, still stroking herself, leaned down to whisper in his ear. "Then we'll choose for you," she said grinning. "I think a good, hard fucking will do the trick."
With that, she moved in front of the femboy, positioning her cock at his lips. "Ready, Iris?" she asked in anticipation.
I nodded, feeling my own cock throbbing with need.
"Let's show him what real Futas are made of," I replied with a voice full of lust.
And with that, we began our relentless assault, our cocks plunged deep into the femboy's body as our moans and grunts filled. The world of Breedscape was a place of unbridled lust and dominance, and we were its inevitable queens! Nothing beats feeling a rush of power like this.
"Moan my name, bitch!" I raised my hand, slapping his pale ass. There was something primal stirring within both Arabella and me. Our breaths grew ragged and our movements were more feral.
"Mmmnnff!!" The femboy's whimpers with a mouth full of cock only fueled us even more; driving us deeper into a frenzy of domination.
Arabella's hips thrust forward as her cock slid between the femboy's lips. His mouth stretched wide to accommodate her size as she groaned, rolling her eyes back while facefucking him without mercy. "That's it, bitch!" she panted with a guttural growl. "Take it all. Show us how much you can handle."
"Fuck, you're tight," I groaned, moving my hips in a relentless rhythm. "You're going to take every inch of me, then we'll fuck your girlfriend!"
The femboy could only moan in response, his body sandwiched between us as we used him for our pleasure.
Arabella's pace quickened as her hips snapped forward, chasing her climax. "I'm close!" she gasped, gripping the femboy's hair tightly. "So fucking close to ruining this faggot!"
I could feel my own orgasm building as my balls tightened with each thrust.
The femboy's body was slick with sweat, and his skin was flushed and heated.
"Take it!" I grunted, slamming my hips against his ass. "Take it all. Every. Fucking. Drop."
With a final, ferocious thrust, I came; my cock throbbed as I filled the femboy with gallons of putrid nut.
Arabella followed a moment later, her orgasm tearing through her as she came in the femboy's mouth, her body shuddering from the force alone!
I snarled degradingly as my face twisted in pleasure. With my Cum Inflation Skill, my balls kept twitching as they emptied themselves; still slapping against his ass with each spurt. The femboy's stomach begins to swell from the sheer volume of her cum.
I couldn't help but tremble with aftershocks while looking down at him with contempt. He was completely at my mercy! "You're nothing but fuckmeat! This is gonna be your life from now on, understand?" I pulled his hair roughly, forcing him to look up at me.
"Y-Yes!!!" He shouted with a face full of tears.
Releasing his hair, I pulled out with a heaving chest, catching my breath.
The femboy lay between us with his body marked like he was territory; his eyes glazed over with a fear, pain, and something else—satisfaction, perhaps?
Arabella reached out, her hand cupping the femboy's cheek. "You weren't so bad," she muttered with a softening voice. "You're a good fuck."
I chuckled at her comment. "Damn right, I never knew a femboy was so tight? I might have to go after them more. We're now one step closer to level 11. Who's next?"
The femboy didn't respond as his body went limp. But as we rose, our cocks were still hard and ready; we knew there would be plenty more where he came from. In the world of Breedscape, there was always more to conquer, more to dominate. And we were more than ready to claim it all.
"Oh yeah, you said his girlfriend, right?" Said Arabella.
"Oh… right." A cruel thought crossed my mind, glancing at the degraded femboy. "With a puny cock like his, there's no way he satisfies his girlfriend. Let's change that, shall we?"