You call me over and I obey because I always do. Your place is worse than last time, I have to kick through the ankle deep trash just to get to you. There you are in your room, rubbing your pussy to all the porn around you. You’ve really let yourself go. Unshaved, unwashed, getting fatter. It smells so bad in your room it stings my nose and I have to blink away the tears. You see me and yell at me for still having clothes on. I apologise and remove everything, feeling sheepish as I stand there waiting for your next instruction, my face is now red. You tell me to hand you my shirt and underwear. I do it without hesitation, eager to please you. You sniff my underwear deeply as you bundle up my shirt and rub your pussy with the material, staining it with your juices. I say nothing and stand quietly, feeling happy I could help, yet wanting to disappear at the same time. You beckon me over and so I’m laying on the bed next to you. You grab me by the back of my neck and sloppy kiss my mouth. Your breath and mouth taste like fast food but I’m still happy to please you even if it means I don’t feel so good myself. You continue to kiss me and clumsily pump my cock in your hands as I act good and moan a little for you. You break the kiss and say you want me to fuck you. I reach for the draw in the bedside cabinet where you keep the condoms but it’s empty.

“Oh, there are no more condoms left.” I tell you.

In your mind thats good, you wanted to do it without condoms this time anyway. You wanted me to not pull out and surrender my cum straight into your womb.

“I don’t know… What if you got pregnant? I’m only the boy you call over a couple times a week to be your human dildo. I don’t feel comfortable doing this.”

You tell me to stop thinking and do as you say and I obey because I always do. Sinking inside you, you wrap your legs around me, telling me to breed you and creampie your bbw cunt. I try to pull out but you don’t let me, and I whimper as I cum my brains out inside you.

‘Such a good boy breeding me. Soon my tits will be nice and ripe for me to breastfeed you while you cum inside me again.’ You say to me.

I shudder at the thought. What have I done. I feel like I betrayed my own morals. You tell me you want me to start coming over more, to fuck and to just be there as you get worse. Forget hanging out with my friends and family, spend my extra time only with you instead. I obey because I always do.

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