“What’s that?” I asked, and even my voice sounded guttural, as befitting my new appearance. She also had more orgasms and I also, after half an hour, I still ejaculated and as much as if I had turned into a cum factory. “Because the concentration of pheromones has increased so much that it’s becoming dangerous.”
“Dangerous in what way?” I asked curiously. All I got to see were the girls’ lust-injected eyes, their unhuman grins and their greedy hands grabbing my cock. I was a college student, and my parents set out from Ravenwood, the small town they lived in, to celebrate my birthday. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. “But how do you know there won’t be another hot-headed young man who will make silver bullets to shoot me?”
He calmly holstered the gun before answering me. They were clothed this time, so in my impatience, mercilessly ripped their clothes off them. And when he ejaculated, he would shoot out an enormous amount of semen.
