Indulgent Vignettes: Vitra (Patreon)

I asked for some characters to do some simple, growy writing with. Here's one bit I did for Msad99 of their character, Vitra.

https://twitter.com/MisonoKirika/status/1775184751135187079?t=fcU3aZyKwH-RKzNvf3nAMA

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Vitra’s cock throbbed, and the universe trembled.

It was that kind of day. The kind of day where it wasn’t enough. The goddess floated through the void, the stars and the galaxies glittering all around her, and yet they faded in comparison to the ones marking her body, dozens of golden constellations shifting over her tanned skin to a tune of their own. A lucky few even crawled over the meaty spire between her legs, adorning her ever-fattening balls.

But it wasn’t enough.

Vitra parted her lips, giving the faintest of gasps. Her cock throbbed again, adding a slew of inches to its awe-inspiring length and girth. It rose, the equal of even her muscular arm and more. In that moment, it was the most impressive cock in existence; the next, it had a twin.

Vitra placed a hand on each rod. It felt good, and strong. Blood flowed into her cocks, pushing her erections larger still; inches, feet, they grew to dwarf her own legs and kept on going, her bloating baby-makers filling steadily in anticipation of the goddess’ lust.

Her delicate tongue ran over her lip, the edge of her smile curling upwards. Good.

She took her time; she had all the time in the world and more. Slow strokes, slow and luxurious, to savor every moment of her monumental manhoods. Droplets of precum poured from her tips, each potent enough to impregnate entire worlds—while, indeed, her balls churned with enough cum to drown them, filling out between her knees and, a few moments later, her feet.

Vitra licked her lips, letting them swell bigger than the rest of her. They bulged, erasing the closest constellations from the night sky as they were drawn onto her bulging lengths, their golden lines warping across her pulsing veins.

Another stroke. Her dual cocks became four, growing greedier and more lustful as they crowded her loins. A lesser woman would have become overwhelmed, but not Vitra. She touched herself and luxuriated in the sensations, the gift of her sensual touch multiplying naturally across the full mass of her omni-virile bounty. Her manhoods throbbed obediently—and with a thought, erupted at full force.

A divine deluge of cum flooded space; it was easy for her, painting creation with her thick, molten seed. Easy, but no less pleasurable, and Vitra allowed herself a moan. She wanted more. And unfortunately for the glittering tapestry of stars, there was no force in the world that could resist her.

Vitra’s orgasm washed across the cosmos, unceasing, unstoppable. Her fat, towering cocks pulsed and swelled, bigger and stronger by the second, her balls pouring new milky ways of god-seed to drench and impregnate all of creation.

She licked her lips, feeling the swirl of gravity around her cocks. She wanted more, and she would get it.

It was that kind of day.

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