Thread: A New Evolution {darkest_fate&Rand}

Oooooaaaahrrrgh, came unbidden from Kitty's mouth. The teenager bit her lips hard, trying to swallow further cries. That pain, mixed with the sheer torture of the massive thing sliding into her tight sex, made tears squeeze from the corners of Kitty's eyes. She'd been battered before, felt her share of blows upon the battlefield. But this, this was something different. This was a pain edged with desire and all directed at Kitty's most private area. She could feel her muscles stretching against him, feel her body tearing and reshaping all around the cock. Her interior walls gripped him obscenely tight, practically forming a second skin. Each little bump, each veiny protrusion upon that cock pressed along her sensitive skin, dragging along Kitty's flesh with each drag of the hips. As he pulled back, Kitty swore he would suck her pussy out with him. She let out a little scream as she heard that first pop, the sexual noise soon followed by several more. The girl could already feel her juices sliding across, and heard little drops of it splattering against the ground. Uuuggh, too big, she hissed through her teeth. Her tears ran and she swallowed hard, almost hiccuping. Aah, so deep, so long. Your---this is just...aaah, you're so freakin' hu---aah, Kitty trembled, her throat working as more tears leaked. She couldn't help it the pain from her groin was just too intense. It swam through her, creating a burning shaft that extended throughout her entire slim form. Worse yet for the tiny mutant, she could feel her body reacting to it. Being stuffed with cock might hurt like hell, but it was also a sexual pleasure the likes that a tender teen like Kitty had never even come close to. Rogue watched all this, saw her friend succumbing all too quickly to Apocalypse's work. The Southern beauty could hardly blame her even from where Rogue was, she could see that at least half that huge cock now stuck inside her tiny friend. And Rogue's attentions were almost fully upon Kitty's impalement. It provided more fuel for her own arousal, which blazed hotter and hotter with each passing second. The tendrils surely must have noticed, for the whirled faster and faster. Rogue could feel the pressure building and she knew that if things continued as they were, she'd be the first in the room to orgasm. The shame of her situation made the Southerner bite her lip hard, practically drawing blood. Yet almost when she thought she'd lose it, the tendrils seemed to slow. Not stop, not leave her alone, but slow just enough to leave her dangling. Fuck , the Gothic teen thought, nearly speaking the word, th' perv wants ta rile me up, make me all nice an' horny afore he even gets to tryin' anythin'. Dammit, it's workin--- Ah! the sharp cry wasn't nearly as vocal or long as Kitty's, but it certainly was audible. It came as tendrils snaked up to find Rogue's breasts. The two mounds easily dwarfed Kitty's perky bits. Rogue's breasts had always been one of her proudest features, though she often tried to be subtle about it. Now though, they seemed to be great balls of weakness, as tendrils whirled about them. they squeezed the plump flesh, circling and slithering. She felt them wrapping tight, circling her entirely. Then bits sought her nipples two slightly darker peaks of erect flesh. Rogue bit back a low, throaty moan at that, trembling. She pinched her eyes shut, trying to swallow the feeling. No! No, wait! Stop moving! came from Kitty as the tendrils shifted. She could feel them pushing her body back against them. With each rocking motion, the massive cock within her slid against her tight walls. Kitty could feel him dragging along her, pushing aside her tight flesh. She could almost swear she could see the great bulge of him against her tight, flat body. Yet he wouldn't allow that, of course, so intent was he on yanking her hair back and bending her into a near perfect bow. Yet that same position likely made such a visual display all the more likely. I. Don't. Want. To. Do. This! Kitty managed, though her body thrust and bounced with each word. Her tiny breasts jiggled and shook in almost a parody, as though teasing the much more endowed Rogue only a few short feet away. Kitty felt her own heat rising, her cheeks growing flush and sweat beading upon her flesh. She bit her cheek as another groan went through her. He'd shifted, and now something gripped around her waist. Kitty's eyes widened as realization hit moments before actuality. No! No! Nononoooooh gaaaah! Uh, uh, uh, uh, the last almost sounded like a motor trying to rev up, little bits coming with each thrust. Kitty was proving, to a fault, that she was the most vocal of partners. You're. Hitting. Me. Too. Deeeeeeep! Because she could feel the head of his cock hitting something deep within. Kitty didn't realize this, but Apocalypse, massive as he was, battered deep within her, threatening to fully skewer the poor teen. She shook and trembled again, struggling against the sensations. While Rogue struggled against letting on that she was feeling the most pleasure in the room. The Goth was doing a great job of keeping her expression nearly blank. Sweat poured down her, but she was somehow managing, now, to keep mostly still, except for trembling breaths. C'mon, Kitty! she managed, her voice only shaky, jus' put up wit' it! Ya know he can't, can't last long! Not with a cock like that! Kitty opened her eyes and met Rogue. The pain from one and the pleasure from the other was communicated in a single exchanged look. A look that they had a feeling would soon be combined on them both.