In the dead of night I reach the cavern entrance. Setting aside my lantern, I strip off the cloak covering me. Leaves shift as the wind blows by, a wet chill from the air overcomes me as moisture beads onto my bare skin. My form is slim, yet toned and muscular, obscured only by bulky elven gauntlets and boots, and strands of my own long dark hair reaching down to my waist. I feel every one of them brushing lightly against my back, or swirling against my shoulders.
I savor every sensation, like the chill as the icy air nudges beads of moisture down my chest.
For just a moment, I decide, I get to my knees, and then to my elbows, and rub my body against the soil, shuddering under the texture.
that when i feel it
overtaking me
BUFFALO WILD WINGS
TRANSFORM
my hair changes dramatically, becoming a short cut.
A red football jersey drapes over my chest, leaving me with nothing else but glimmering stud earrings, my thighs exposed.
My lean muscular frame constricts as a feel a funny sensation.
Instinctively I squat down, my hands on my knees.
I push and I push and I feel something inside me trying to come out. It’s near the exit, but my asshole has to stretch for it to escape.
A hot juicy chicken nugget slides out, completely fresh.
I let out a groan feeling the heat and texture scrape against the outer muscles in my asshole.
The freshness leaves my inside moist as it slips onto the ground
clink
it landed on a plate
i go to open my eyes, but my vision seems restrained by a cloth tied around my head.
i try to move but my arms are likewise tied up to a support in front of me.
I’m squatting on a cold smooth surface, like one of a counter. I hear a mass of voices slightly muffled from another room and the sounds of a sports game on television.
am i…
I’m startled as a hand slaps my exposed ass and squeezes it from the hole.
I feel a lurching as more nuggets come down.
This time three or four fall out in quick succession, but not without squeezing against the exit each time. I can’t help but tremble and moan, and an erection is growing.
“God shut up.”
comes from a male voice behind me, sounding my age.
The hand slaps my ass again. Harder this time.
I stifle a noise, struggling to stay quiet, despite the shock.
There’s a shuffling and the pop of a bottle opening.
There’s a sudden wetness as fingers slip inside and massage around, followed by a heat. two fingers grip and hold my hold open, and presumably the index fingers reach deeper and deeper inside, stopping occasionally to reaccumulate the sauce. The heat grows and stings. Stronger and stronger. I can’t keep composure and whimper as tears run down my cheeks under my blindfold, giving into moans and whines when the fingers thrust unexpectedly.
“Jesus can’t you calm down?”
the fingers suddenly slip out and I gasp.
“You’re really asking for it you know.”
The voice says, this time softer, up against my ear.
“Here you can help clean these off if your mouth’s so unoccupied”
I feel the hands smear something across my cheek and towards my lips, forcing a way inside.
The sauce is incredibly spicy, more discernible in this hole than the other. I attempt to swallow it as quickly as I can as the fingers force their way around the back of my tongue.
There wasn’t a lot of residue, but my face is red and I pant.
“You’re getting me worked up you know.”
I feel the spit drenched hands reappear under my shirt.
“Lucky for you I’m the only one back here.”
They slide up my chest and grope as I feel the person pressing up against from behind me. An erection rubs against my stinging backside.
I arch back instinctively.
“You really do want it, huh”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g9qw9p/wings_mm
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