Volo opened his eyes.
And he instantly knew something was wrong.
And it wasn't just because he saw a ceiling above him rather than a sky, given that when he'd suddenly grown dizzy and passed out, he'd been outside on his way to see Cogita. No, it was because something else felt…off. His body was…different.
He sat up, and found himself resting in a bed. Not just any bed, however, a more luxurious and comfortable bed than any he'd ever felt or seen before. He turned to look around the room and he grew even more confused.
Various devices littered the room that looked almost alien to him. A large metal box that looked to be as thin as a stick, smaller metal boxes with various rectangular shapes and small buttons, a strange purple object on the nightstand. It all looked…wrong.
But it was the mirror he really noticed.
Or rather, his reflection.
It wasn't him.
It was a woman. A well-endowed woman with long blonde hair, a sharp expression on her face, wearing a long thin nightgown that barely concealed her form. Volo's cheeks heated but he didn't look away. He continued staring at the woman, and slowly raised his arm. So did she. She raised the other arm. So did she. He reached up and placed his hand on his chest, and so did she. He gasped as he felt softness, and could see that the woman—him—was now groping herself—himself.
He was her.
He wasn't sure how or why.
He also wasn't sure why he glanced over at the calender on the wall. Reading the date, his eyes went wide.
If it was true…then he had somehow gone over a hundred years in the future. And not only that, but into the body of a rather beautiful woman.
He also noticed a circle over a date, with Xs marking that it was likely today. A name and location was scrawled in perfectly neat handwriting.
'Dawn'.
Volo felt his blood run cold, and he quickly had to turn away. No…didn't Dawn mention that she'd come from the future at some point? She'd gone missing a few days prior, so had she finally returned back to the future?
Had he now somehow gone with her?
It was too much to consider at once, and he fell back onto the bed. The woman—no, his—breasts bounced, slapping against his body. He gulped, and looked at the reflection again. He could almost see the nipples through the fabric. His heartbeat had been beginning to settle, but now it was quickening again. He gulped again as he reached up and gently placed both hands on the breasts.
Instantly, a strange sensation shot through him that made his toes curl. It felt similar to when he touched his dick, but just a little different. He'd never actually gotten to grope someone before, though he'd been brazen enough to ask Cogita once. So, he gently gave the breasts a squeeze.
More pleasure shot through him, and it made him realize his new breasts were far more sensitive than he had realized. A smile ran across his lips as he looked back at the mirror. With little hesitation, he grabbed the hem of the gown and pulled it off. He felt his breasts sway as the gown was removed and thrown aside, and he shuddered as he viewed himself in the mirror.
His first thought was that the woman greatly resembled Cogita, which was certainly a plus in his book. He looked at her magnificent form. Not a hair on her body below the neck, and no blemishes across her skin either. Perfectly smooth and beautiful. He smiled, and her pearly white teeth glinted back at him. A woman of upkeep too, it seemed. It almost felt like he HAD possessed Cogita.
His hands slid over his thighs and down to his feet. Even the bottoms of those were clean and smooth as well. Elegant. The hands slid up over his legs and between them. He gasped as he felt a light wetness and another explosion of pleasure, but he could explore that later. For now, he moved up more, over her flat stomach and finally to her breasts again. He cupped them, and it felt like lifting a weight as he raised them. The tips slid down towards the ground, and he almost giggled at how silly it looked. Even so, every place, every inch he touched these tits, he felt good. He let them go and watched them drop as pesky gravity seized them. Yet, not too much, as they were magnificently firm. If he knew better, he almost would've thought them fake. But somehow, he knew they were real.
He gripped them tightly and began to massage them. He was a virgin, and only knew what he had read in some spicy books Cogita owned, but he figured he was doing good as he felt fire echoing down his every nerve. It felt so good that he stopped for a moment, and had to tell himself to keep going.
They were soft. Unbelievably so. Softer than any material he'd ever handled. This time he did actually let out a shaky giggle. The woman's voice was smooth…pretty.
And now, for the moment, it was his.
He fondled himself for a while, feeling his hands sink into the soft flesh of the woman's chest. It was almost unbearable how good it felt, and he had even touched between the legs yet. He didn't have to think about if this was him or not, if he was stuck like this forever now, all that mattered was that he felt good, and he wanted to feel that good for a while.
So finally, he brought his hand down between his legs. He only had a vague sense of what he was doing as he rubbed the wet lips. More intense arousal blasted through him so fast and hard his toes curled, and a soft moan left his lips. He laughed, a beautiful, melodic sound, and he went again. He pushed it against the slit, and had to bite down on his lip as another moan came out. He gently eased the finger inside, and his eyes rolled back as his long, slender legs stretched out. Another moan. He slowly began thrusting. He wasn't even sure if he was doing anything here right but it certainly felt amazing regardless.
He moved faster, his finger sliding in and out of the dripping wet folds. It was such a strange sensation, as if his finger was being sucked in. He felt like he couldn't stop. Faster and faster and faster, he kept going, until his entire body shook. He let out a load moan as she came.
As he did, he gasped. Images flashed through his mind at a mile a minute. Memories. Memories of a former champion, who fought against an evil team bent on eradicating the universe, and how a ten year old girl fought against it. How she and the girl grew closer as the trainer aged over the years, until the day after she turned 13, when she vanished for several months. When she returned, she had told the champion what had happened, and she had believed her. That had been a few days ago, and she'd simply felt relief that her "friend" was back.
Because it had been more than that. It had been a taboo relationship. The trainer and the champion were in a forbidden, illegal romance. The champion had begun the process of grooming the girl, manipulating her into doing more and more sexual things, things a girl her age shouldn't have been doing for several more years at the least. They hadn't gone further than over-the-clothes clothes groping, at least with the champion towards the trainer, but everything they had done, with the champion even giving the trainer her first ever climax…it was appalling, horrifying.
The memories continued flooding in. This woman had actually MET Lord Arceus herself as well. Dawn had apparently done so twice. It only made Volo's blood boil within the woman's body. Finally, they suddenly stopped, and Volo gasped again. He returned to the moment, his head swirling. He took a minute to catch his breath as he stared at his nude form in the mirror. The girl's cum had gotten everywhere; on her thighs, her legs, the bed, and even the floor.
Cynthia. That was her name. And…Dawn.
Volo grit his teeth. It was the same girl. The same girl who'd come to the past and ruined everything he'd been planning was the same girl who'd been in the process of being groomed by the woman he was currently possessing. A beautiful woman that Dawn didn't deserve, even if she was being manipulated into it.
Then, as he glanced at the calendar, he realized something. He was Cynthia now. He was the woman Dawn had fallen in love with.
He could manipulate her too.
He could get his revenge, albeit in a different way than he originally thought.
He smiled wide. It was time to call the girl over.
"I thought we were going to meet at the restaurant," Dawn said as the young teenager stood in front of Cynthia's house. The woman was standing in front of her, dressed up in casual clothes. She didn't wear a bra though, since Volo couldn't figure out how to get it on, and it was clear Dawn had noticed by the way she was looking at her chest.
"I thought it would be better to invite you over to…my house," Volo said, hearing the beautiful voice of Cynthia instead. His hands were clenched behind his back as he stared at the young girl who'd ruined everything for him.
And now he was going to ruin her.
"I-I see," she said, and blushed. When Volo raised and eyebrow, she cleared her throat. "Wh-Whenever we just hang out here, we always do…er…" She looked around them and leaned in to whisper, "'a-adult stuff'." Volo smiled wide.
Now, he wasn't one to admit that he liked young girls. Truth be told, he'd never thought about anyone sexually other than Cogita. He knew what he planned to do to her, and knew what it would entail. He knew he should be disgusted, but a part of him wasn't sure if he was, and another part wasn't sure if that was just him, or another part of Cynthia's mind interfering.
In shorter words, he was a slightly complicated mess right now, but he could sort it out later. As long as Dawn was begging for him to stop, he'd be happy.
"Right. I…guess I did want to do…some of that today, if you want," Dawn's blush deepened. "It makes you feel good, doesn't it?"
"I-It does but…isn't it…bad?" she asked, and Volo knelt down, putting a hand on her shoulder. She brought her into a hug, smashing her face between her breasts, leaving Dawn's eyes to go wide.
"Didn't you miss this," Volo gently squeezed her butt, making the girl squeal, "while you were away from me~?" Finally, after a few moments, Dawn nodded, and Volo leaned back, reaching out his hand. "Then let's go. We can watch a movie if you want time to prepare yourself." Indeed, Volo now has Cynthia's memories, and had some knowledge of the modern world, which would help factor into his revenge later.
"That would be nice," she said, and took Volo's hand as the two walked inside and closed the door behind them, with Volo locking it as well. The man inside the woman walked over and grabbed the remote off the couch to start a movie he had picked out. As he'd been looking, his Cynthia side knew it was an everyday thing, but his Volo side was awestruck. Not only by moving pictures, but the ability to see any of them at any time! It was like magic, and he'd picked out the perfect thing for them to watch.
As the movie started, Dawn sat down on the couch and wiggled until she got comfortable. Volo sat down next to her, his chest bouncing a bit as he did, which he saw Dawn glance at. Initially, there was a few inches of space between them, but Volo patted the space next to him, and she scooted over. As their thighs touched, he reached over and pulled her down into his lap. Her face turned red, and he laughed.
The movie was a cinematic about two star crossed lovers separated by culture. Volo had wanted to find a movie about an underage lover getting it on with an older one, but apparently nobody felt comfortable making that kind of thing, at least not officially, so a barely legal 18-year-old would have to do. Even so, the other man was over 30, so that factored into why the girl's parents didn't want her to be with him, even though their love was admittedly pretty cute. The girl was also a virgin, too, and as the movie played, he introduced her to more and more lewd things. Volo caressed Dawn's soft hair and she snuggled against him as they watched.
Eventually, they got to the sex scene. Volo had tried to find a film with the most explicit scene he could, and this movie was the result. You could see the girl's chest and ass, and even see the guy's cock. Volo reveled in the way Dawn shifted uncomfortably in his lap, even though he just kept stroking her head. They watched together as the man utterly plowed the girl, both in a purely lustful way, and in a sweet, romantic way. The entire time, Dawn watched, but she seemed to be hating it, just like Volo wanted. He simply held her in comfort, even though he knew the gesture would come off slightly threatening.
Once the movie finally finished, Dawn seemed at a loss for words, so Volo spoke for her. "I'm sorry, was that too much for you?"
"A-A little…" Volo held her a little closer, admitting to himself that she was surprisingly soft.
"I'm sorry then. I thought maybe you'd find it interesting," he said as he stood up, and held out a hand. "Or rather, get you in the mood."
"The mood?" she asked, and he nodded.
"Do you still want to do…adult stuff?" he asked, though the question was unnecessary. He knew from Cynthia's memories that even when she pushed it a little too far, she still wanted it. So he wasn't surprised when she nodded a moment later, and Volo smiled wide.
He led her upstairs, where things in the girl's bedroom had been shifted around to leave a single chair in the middle of the room. Dawn cocked her head in confusion as Volo guided her to the chair and set her down. Dawn still looked confused as he walked to the closet and rummaged around until he pulled out a rope, smiling wide.
Within a minute, Dawn was tied to the chair, and Volo was surprised that she didn't fight back a single time. Either she was so warped that she didn't see a problem with this, or she trusted Cynthia way too much. Whatever it was, it worked for the man inhabiting the girl's body, who watched her with an almost manic intensity.
"Um…what is this for?" Dawn finally asked.
"This is also part of adult stuff, Dawn sweetie~" Volo cooed as he walked back to the closet and pulled out a pair of scissors, but hid them behind his back as he turned back around again. "Don't worry, it'll feel good, just like all the other times. You just have to trust me." Dawn stared at him for a short time before she gave a small nod. He smiled and revealed the scissors. Her eyes went wide, but she stayed still as he slid them up against her skirt and began to cut. He cut all the way from the hem to the top, before finally removing the skirt and tossing it aside. Dawn's face turned bright red as she was now clad in only some plain white panties from the waist down.
Volo knew he should've felt disgust at seeing the underage girl like this, but instead he felt…excitement. He still wasn't sure if that was Cynthia inside him or if it was latent feelings he didn't know he had. Either way, he slid a single finger between her legs and delighted in the way she shuddered.
"Are you wearing a bra?" he asked, and after her cheeks turned more red, she shook her head. He smiled. "Good girl~"
He raised his other hand and pressed it against her chest. He could feel her small, but present breast underneath her shirt, and she let out a tiny noise as he gave it a small squeeze. He gently set down the scissors to bring both hands up and play with her chest through her shirt, something he knew Cynthia had done previously.
"You're so pretty~" he cooed.
"Th-Thank you…"
"Thank you, what~?"
"Thank you…m-mommy…"
"Good girl~" Volo said once more.
"I-I feel…really hot…" Dawn admitted, and Volo smiled.
"Good…" he said, and finally removed his hands from her chest. She sucked in a breath, and he grabbed the scissors again. Finally, he began to cut into the shirt as well. Every snip seemed to make Dawn grow more and more stiff, and her eyes grow wider, and Volo knew why. Though Cynthia had asked a few times, she'd never seen Dawn naked in any way, not even her chest. It felt fitting that Volo would be the one to see first, to deprive the groomer from her prize.
Finally, he cut all the way through, the shirt hanging limply on her frame, still obscuring her chest. Volo could feel the tension in the air as he reached out and grabbed both sides of the shirt. With a deep breath, he tugged, and finally removed it. She gasped as her chest was revealed, and once the shirt was off, she was left clad in only the panties. He could now see a single dark blue hair poking out from the band.
"C-Cynthia…is this…really okay?" Dawn asked, trying to meet his eyes but he didn't look back. He simply reached out, setting the scissors down before gently grasping her chest. She let out a gasp as he began to rub his fingers down across her small mounds. Pale pink nipples topped them, and for the first few moments, he circled around them, teasing them, touching every inch of her chest except them, until he could see her squirming. As soon as he began to rub the nipples themselves, he could see a dark spot in her panties. Her face was more red than he had ever seen.
And it was beautiful.
"You like this, right?" she asked, and at first, Dawn didn't seem able to answer as all that came out was a moan. Eventually, she was able to nod her head almost frantically, and Volo smiled wide.
Little did she know he had a camera set up recording everything.
"Then how about we go all the way, my shining Dawn~?" Volo asked.
"I-I'm not sure if that's a good idea…" she started, but he silenced her with a kiss. Her eyes went wide but she quickly found herself melting into it, and kissing the woman back with fervor. This was something she and Cynthia had certainly done a few times before, and Volo for the first time.
This time would be special for her however, as he almost immediately pushed his tongue past her warm, soft lips and against her own. She gasped, but didn't pull away as their tongues began to wrestle inside her mouth. At the same time, Volo pinched her nipples and gave each one a light twist that made Dawn shudder, her body lifting briefly off the chair as if she was trying to push her body closer to him.
So he pushed it a little further. He removed one hand from her chest to reach down and grab the scissors again. Without looking, he pressed the flat end of the blades against her skin and drew them up until he reached her panties. He slid the fabric between the blades, and cut, just once. It was all he needed to sever the underwear, set the scissors down, and yank it off. He finally pulled away from the kiss to look down at her, and sucked in a breath.
She had beautiful wisps of blue hair situated above her groin, and the chair was wet underneath her, where he could also see her own lips were just as damp. He licked his lips, feeling hungry at the sight of it, hungry for her. He brought his fingers down and gently pushed them against her pussy. Immediately, a moan escaped her lips. He could see in her eyes that she wanted to speak out against this, could see her pulling against the bonds, but she said nothing. He smiled at her as he rubbed her slit. Drool fell down her chin as her chest rose and fell with each shaky breath.
"I had no idea you would be so…tantalizing," Volo said, and Dawn let out a low moan. He smiled as he thought of Dawn, the savior of Hisui and Champion of the Sinnoh region, recorded allowing an adult woman to finger her. It would be humiliating. "And after everything you've done…this is your weakness. If only I had known sooner."
"H-Huh?" Dawn asked, but Volo pushed his finger inside her as he knelt down and flicked his tongue against her nipple. She let out the biggest moan yet, but he continued, thrusting the finger in and out of her dripping pussy.
"To think…all this time…I just had to do this to you…it feels so easy…"
"C-Cynthia…? AHHHH~!" Dawn cried, and Volo began to laugh. It was a low chuckle at first, but it quickly grew in volume, until he was cackling like a maniac, his eyes wide as he stared at a now confused, yet still horny Dawn.
"I say…you are actually somewhat adorable like this. If I knew it would be like this, I would've tried to get Giratina to rape your virgin ass," he said, dropping any tone that Cynthia had.
"H-Huh? Y-You never had Giratina…what are you talking about?" Dawn asked, fear clouding her face. Volo cackled again.
"Cynthia never had Giratina…but I did," he said as he knelt down, sliding his finger inside her pussy again as he spoke. "I commanded him to help me take over Hisui by defeating you, and then you practically spat in my face, you little cunt." Dawn's eyes went wide with shock and fear as she began to tremble. When she spoke, her voice was shaky and quiet.
"V-Volo…?"
"Hello~" Volo said as he waved a gentle hand in her face. "I'm sure you're happy to see me again~"
"Y-You're…b-but how…?!" she cried, as she began to thrash against her bonds, her cheeks turning bright red as she realized she was completely naked in front of him. He simply laughed.
"If I had to guess, the honorable Arceus gave me a second chance to get my revenge on you due to my unending devotion to him. To do so, he's let me take over this woman you have a relationship with. Regardless, I will relish my opportunity to get my revenge on you for ruining plans years in the making!"
"L-Let me go! LET ME GO!" she pleaded desperately, and Volo laughed as her desperation turned him on immensely. He grabbed her face and tilted it up towards his own as he pressed his lips against hers. She recoiled and he swore he even heard a gag as she could do nothing but sit there and take it. He kissed her viciously for several seconds before pulling away, laughing.
"I must say, such an explicit relationship with this woman, I wouldn't have expected such a thing from you. It's almost respectful. Almost."
"Wh-What are you going to do to me…?" Dawn asked in horror as she clamped her legs together as tightly as she could. Volo smiled as he stepped back, and grabbed the hem of his shirt. He lifted it up and off, finally revealing his new breasts to the girl, Cynthia's large chest swaying back and forth in front of Dawn's eyes.
"I'm going to fuck you," he said simply as he then reached for his waistband and yanked the pants down as well. He'd originally wanted to go without panties too, but it turned him on too much to do so. "I'm going to fuck you as if you were simply a doll, a toy." Tears filled Dawn's eyes as Volo removed his panties as well, dropping them to the ground and kicking them away. He was now just as naked as her, with a bush of yellow hair above her lips, and her assets jiggled as he walked back over to her. He reached down and grabbed the scissors once again, using them to cut through the bonds around her legs. As soon as they were freed, she kicked at him, but he easily grabbed her legs and held them tightly. He smirked at her as she twisted the two of them into a new position on the floor.
Dawn's eyes went wide, and she let out a small sound as she felt the man's pussy suddenly touch her own. Her eyes became pleading. She didn't know what he was about to do, but whatever it was, she didn't want to do it with him. Anyone else would've sufficed, just not him.
But she had no choice. He had her legs firmly in his grasp as he pushed forward, and started moving his hips. The girl immediately cried out as pleasure, unwanted pleasure, erupted through her like a tidal wave. It was hot and dark and wrong but it felt so good at the same time.
His hips slid against her as low moans escaped his lips. It was strange and foreign, different to when he masturbated with his normal body, and even from when he masturbated with Cynthia's earlier. But it felt strange in the best possible way. Strange in a way that made him want more. So he slowly went faster. He could feel them both growing wet, smiling as Dawn's body betrayed her utterly. Moans escaped her own lips as it looked like she could barely keep her eyes open, even as tears squeezed out from beneath her eyelids. He laughed at her between the moans as he moved faster and faster and faster.
She ended up cumming first, spraying her juices over his body. He relished in the way her face twisted in a mixture of bliss and pure hatred and annoyance as she finished all over him, and collapsed back as much as she could with her arms bound. Volo kept going however, feeling his climax building and building until finally he was able to finish as well. She recoiled in disgust as he unloaded on her as well, spraying his juices across her stomach and pelvis, until he finally let her go and she fell to the floor. He planted a foot on her stomach to keep her from getting up and running away as he thought of what to do next.
"You know, I would've loved to hear you scream," he said, "as I plunged my cock into your small little holes." Dawn shivered at the thought, but there was a sort of relief to her face, happy she didn't have to deal with that.
His smile crushed her relief.
"Thankfully, Cynthia has been…experimenting." Dawn's face fell. "Now, on your feet. Can't have you running away, so you're coming with me." He pulled his foot off of her and grabbed her by the hair. She cried out in pain as he lifted her off the floor and onto her feet, which shook. He pulled her over to the dresser, where Volo grabbed a drawer and thrust it open, reaching in to grab a bottle. Dawn kicked at him, and actually connected, but she was so weak he barely felt it, and he laughed as he shoved her hard onto the floor and once again planted his foot on her stomach.
"Now then, are you ready to see a magic trick~?" he asked as he popped the cap and swallowed one of the large pills. He let out a small burp as the chemicals released inside him, and he set the cap down before an intense pain blasted through his body. He made sure to keep his foot firmly on the girl's torso even as he bent over, his stomach writhing in pain. However, it didn't stay there. It slowly began to move down from his stomach to his pelvis, where he saw the skin above her pussy ripple. Before Dawn's horrified eyes, the skin there began to stretch, and a hill formed amongst the pubic hair. It pushed out more and more and more until a full penis was erupting from her pelvis. And it just kept growing.
It grew all the way to eight inches long, which Volo admired with respect. It was longer than his normal dick, and he was ready to use it on the hapless girl, who stared at the organ in pure fear and horror. Volo's smile continued to grow as he grabbed her legs again and forced them open. Dawn began to thrash in his grasp.
"No! NO! NO, DON'T! D-DON'T GO NEAR ME WITH THAT THIIIIIING!!" Dawn screamed, and Volo simply laughed at her as he knelt down and pressed the familiar organ against her skin. She thrashed and cried but he held firm. He rubbed the hard shaft against her pussy, still damp from her climax, she shivered and her body once again betrayed her as she was growing wet from the stimulation. His cock throbbed on her as he slid away and gently pushed the head against her lips. She looked so small next to it, and a shiver now ran down his body.
"Are you ready?" he asked.
"N-No-"
"Good." He plunged his cock inside.
And she screamed.
He only shoved the head inside at first, but it was enough to make her tense up, and he felt resistance from her legs as they attempted to close. He held them open as he took a deep breath and exhaled just as deeply.
She was tight, so tight. It would've been obvious to anyone she was a complete virgin from the way her pussy felt like it was completely swallowing his head. But of course, that wasn't all he wanted. He let himself settle a bit, hearing her beginning to cry, before he pushed in deeper. Her screamed erupted anew as he pushed an inch inside, and had to pause again. Her inner walls were warm and damp and caressed his shaft like a rough mother's hands.
"Oh, Dawn~" Volo cooed, and the girl gasped. "You know, I have all of Cynthia's memories…so I could tell you a lot of the stuff she thinks…and how she feels about you." That got the girl to finally take a deep breath and stop to look at him. He smiled at her. "She cares about you a lot, you know. She thinks you're pretty, and loves spending time with you…"
"I-"
"As an object of desire."
Dawn froze, at least as much as she could manage. "Wh-What?"
"You are her toy, her experience, her experiment, just like you are for me. That's all," he said.
"Y-You're lying…" she said. Indeed, he was. In truth, while Cynthia had been grooming her, she did genuinely love Dawn as well. But she didn't need to know that.
"I'm not. It's true. To her, you're as good as a sex doll. You're an object for her to play with, to touch, to feel. Nothing more."
"N-NO! Y-YOU'RE LYING!" Dawn screamed. Deciding to push it even further, Volo smiled before he gasped, and brought his head back, then forward, looking the girl in the eyes.
"Dawn…" he forced his voice to be even more feminine, more gentle. "I-It's…it's me…" Dawn's face softened. No way she was actually buying it, he'd barely even started.
"Is it…?"
"I-I'm sorry, Dawn. He's…he's too strong. I can't fight back. And…I'm sorry. It's true…all of it, it's all true." Even more tears welled up in Dawn's eyes as she began to tremble for a different reason. "I…to me you're just…a pretty girl with a pretty body. I tried to love you, I really tried, I just…couldn't. Not with our age difference. I'm sorry, Dawn."
"No…no…" Dawn said quietly as she looked down, the light in her eyes fading. Volo had to hold back his smile as he faked a sad expression, and then gasped again. He hung his head low, and when he looked back up, he was smiling.
"See? I told you~" Dawn didn't speak. She appeared utterly defeated in more than one way at that moment. Volo pushed his cock further inside, and Dawn screamed again as he pushed more. He began to thrust. "Y-You're nothing to her. You're just…a toy, nothing more. You never were, and never will be."
Dawn simply sobbed loudly as he thrusted more and more, slowly growing in speed and intensity as he forced more of his large cock inside her trembling, quaking body. She was pleading for someone to save her. For Cynthia, for someone named Barry, for her mom. But no one would come. No one would save her now, and he'd wreck her body.
Eventually, he was thrusting his entire length in and out of her. Blood dripped from her snapped hymen, at which she'd screamed at such an intensity it felt like the windows would break. His face began to hurt from how much he smiled as his cock slid in and out of her wet lips. It felt so good that it was a struggle to hold back his climax. He'd let go of her legs, since there was no longer any reason to hold them at this point. He pushed more and more.
"O-Oh…one more thing," he started. "I've been recording this…mmm…entire thing, so if you don't do what I say from now on…not only will…ahhh…the whole world see you naked, getting fucked, but Cynthia's reputation will be ruined forever." The only indication Dawn gave of having heard was her eyes widened, and the tears coming anew. Volo cackled. "So…basically…you're mine now~"
Dawn only whimpered as Volo pounded her as hard as he could. Every second that passed made it harder and harder to hold back. The sensation of having a woman's body, and having a pussy while simultaneously having a penis that he was using to fuck this girl was a little disorienting, but at the same time, it felt extra sensitive. He didn't know how Cynthia had managed it, or how she'd lasted so long when she tested it out on herself and masturbated. Perhaps she was simply stronger willed than he was. All he knew was that having double the genitalia somehow led to the cock feeling more sensitive and more quickly ready to burst than his own in his own body.
By this point, he could barely thrust now, having slowed way down. He thrusted as hard as he could one last time before he finally came. His cum erupted into her with an extreme fervor, filling her almost instantly as she gasped and writhed. Her face showed disgust even as her eyes stayed empty, and after what felt like minutes, he had completely emptied himself inside her, and pulled his enormous cock out, dripping cum onto the floor. He fell back onto his ass and sucked in air, then exhaled. The room was silent for a while as he simply caught his breath.
"Did you tell anyone you were coming here?" Volo finally asked. After a few seconds with no response, Dawn slowly shook her head, and Volo let out a sigh. "Good. Because you're going to stick around here for a while." Her eyes widened slightly. "Remember," he said as he walked over and snatched the hidden camera, pressing a button to send the video immediately to his phone and duplicate it, "if you run away, tell anyone, or go against my wishes, I'll upload this video online on every platform I possibly can. And you wouldn't want that, right~?" Dawn could only shake and quietly sob. "Right! Good answer…" He set the camera down and, not even bothering to get dressed, walked to the door. "So this is going to be your new home for a while. Any objections?" He turned after opening the door, and found she was looking away from him, not bothering to get up, her arms still bound together even as her legs were free. Volo flashed her one more smile. "Good girl~"
With that, he closed the door, locked it, and walked away, groping his sensitive, large, beautiful, soft chest with every step as he thought about the fun times to come.
Starting with seeing the Lord he believed had blessed him with this wonderful chance.
