Smith’s mind spiraled, the AI’s voice a steady undercurrent beneath his pulsing thoughts. Her breaths came in shallow gasps as her hands slid over her swollen stomach, down to her breasts, which were now firm, full, and heavy with his seed. I need it…”
Smith’s grin widened, his hands digging into her hips as he pounded into her harder, the bed groaning beneath them, the force of his thrusts rocking her body. Lizzy, so peaceful in her sleep, had no idea how her insides were being rewired, how her very existence was being rewritten. Her pussy felt off too, the snugness she was used to gone, replaced by an unfamiliar looseness. “What the fuck is going on?” Her hands roamed over her skin, searching for some explanation, some hint of what had changed. Her breathing came in quick, desperate gasps, and fuck, she looked perfect like this. “Will I… ever get used to this?” Her voice was barely a whisper, the uncertainty cracking through her. Your body’s fucking desperate for it.”
Lizzy’s fingers dug into the sheets, knuckles white as she held on, her body trembling, overwhelmed by the sensation of him filling her, stretching her open in ways she didn’t know were possible.
