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2B stood over her charge, blindfold concealing her expression as always, her lips tightly pursed and her skirt drawn tight to her immense hips. 9S sat there on his bed, and despite the blindfold it was easy to tell that he was quite nervous, squirming in place, his plush thighs brushing together as he struggled to stay calm under 2B's intimidating gaze.
"You have been acting up lately." 2B said in a monotone voice. "I think it is time you learn your place, 9S."
"What are you talking about, 2B?" 9S asked, his lips pursed. Though his eyes were covered, it was easy to tell that his gaze was roaming all across her curvaceous figure, especially her unbelievably-wide hips and head-smothering thighs.
"You are *my* support unit. That means, you must follow my orders to the letter." 2B glanced down, stepping closer and with little warning, climbing on top of the bed. 9S gasped, leaning back as 2B straddled him, babbling nervously while her immensely powerful thighs nestled against his shapely hips, pinning him in place underneath her bulk. "Do you understand that?"
His lips hung open, his hands trembling and his legs pressing even tighter together. While he wanted to answer, he was caught off-guard, and found the words catching in his throat.
2B reached down, her gloved hands pressing against his cheeks, keeping his head steady as she leaned forward, her lips somewhat puckered and mere centimeters away from his own plush lips. "I said, do I make myself clear?" she asked, her voice a bit lower, *huskier*. A tone that 9S had never heard from her, and one that made him shiver in both fear and delight to hear.
"Y-Yes, ma'am..." 9S choked out in response.
"Good." 2B bridged the small distance between them, her unbelievably soft lips meshing against his, her tongue forcing its way into 9S' mouth. This was not a loving, gentle kiss, but a domineering one. Her tongue twisted around his, but despite his attempts to return the favor there was never any doubt who was in control here. 2B ground against him like a horny animal, and that was when he felt it. That steadily hardening rod between her legs, always stuffed up in her leotard but never moving at all. Now it was growing hard, an incredibly thick bulge running its way through her leotard, nestled firmly against 9S' own manhood.
It was tiny in comparison to 2B's, absolutely pinned beneath it, dominated just like 2B dominated this kiss.
As 2B pulled away, her tongue hanging from her lips, a strand of saliva bridging the gap between their mouths, she looked down at him. 9S was a quivering mess, his face red and his chest heaving, gasping for air. Never in his wildest dreams did he expect this to happen, but he had a sinking feeling that 2B wasn't the one bending over in this relationship...
"Turn around, bend over." 2B ordered, pretty much confirming that for 9S.
"I..." 9S pursed his lips tight, not wanting to talk back to 2B knowing what was likely to happen next. This was his punishment, after all, and if he attended to it dutifully she might go easy on him.
2B sat on her knees, watching silently as 9S nervously rolled onto his stomach, and climbed up on his own knees. He bent forward, elbows against the bed and his gaze pointed downward in shame at this position. His butt stood high up, surprisingly curvaceous, round and soft with a pair of feminine hips and deliciously thick thighs. The shorts wrapped around them only accentuated his more feminine features, wrapped tightly around that butt and even conforming to the shame of each cheek.
"Hmm." 2B rested her hands on either side of 9S' hips, dragging the boy closer, causing a gasp to fly from his lips as her bulging rod pressed firmly between his cheeks. "The commander told me something interesting the other day." she said, as her hands explored his curves thoroughly, running along his hips before squeezing and dragging their way across those fat cheeks. Her own immensely wide hips cradled 9S' butt, and ensured that they were as close as they could possibly be.
"... W-What...?" 9S asked, between heavy, shuddering breaths. His body was betraying him. Feeling 2B touching him like this made his body feel strange, a tingling sensation that orginated deep in his core, like he was programmed to feel this way. Not to mention, he was hard as a rock, despite not having any thoughts like this before.
"Support units like yourself were made to be used as stress relief." 2B squeezed his cheeks firmly, rolling them around in her hands, only making her point clearer with how much her touch made 9S want her to take this further. "You are programmed to crave the happiness of your superiors, and to be submissive to their needs, and you are made to be used in any way they see fit. Even Operators have these functions."
That put a lot of 21O's touchiness into perspective, but 9S was too busy processing all these new sensations to really dig deep into why he was feeling this way.
2B leaned down slowly, her breasts squishing against his back, and a hand wrapping around his neck, forcing 9S to arch his back and press his butt firmly against 2B's crotch. He could feel the violent throbs of her thick tool against his body, the warmth radiating off of her intoxicating. 2B's lips pressed to his ear, and she whispered. "To put it in simpler terms... you are going to enjoy it when I fuck you, 9S."
A full-body shudder followed afterwards. His limbs felt weak, his entire body felt like jelly. Even if he wanted to move and escape, he couldn't. But he didn't want to leave. He felt so good, so warm... As 2B let go of his neck, he bent forward, half of his face buried against the bed with his butt in the air.
2B sat down on the bed, her enormous butt making the bed creak as she settled down, and her powerful stone-crushing thighs sitting on either side of 9S' body. Her hands brushed in slow circles around his cheeks, moving up slowly before she hooked her fingers inside of his shorts and began to tug them down. Slowly, she exposed his pale cheeks to open air, and dragged his shorts all the way down until they were around his ankles.
9S' cock dangled between his legs, at full mast. 2B threw him a bone, her gloved fingers gently wrapping around it, pumping it up and down slowly for a few moments while her other hand continued exploring, groping his bare cheeks along the way. 9S gasped, and bucked his hips gently into her grip, his oversensitive cock bucking needily in her grasp. But 2B let go of him soon enough, leaving him with just a taste of pleasure. "Nnnnghh... please... ma'am..." 9S gasped, only to squeal girlishly as 2B swatted her hand across his bare rear. His pale skin marked with a red handprint quite easily.
"You'll enjoy what I give you, 9S." 2B said in a stern tone of voice, both hands now resting against his cheeks and beginning to spread them apart, revealing the tight, twitching hole hidden between them. 9S gasped, feeling the open air against such a private place so unfamiliar to him. Then, 2B leaned forward, her warm cheeks brushing against his ass, her lips puckered, and finally planting a kiss on that tight ring of muscle. It sent a jolt of pleasure coursing up his spine, the mere fact that she was kissing him down there making his entire body warm and fuzzy.
It only got worse for him as she introduced her tongue, her hands clawing at his cheeks desperately to drag him closer, her tongue swirling in long, slow circles around his asshole, forcing a low moan from the boy’s lips at the spine-tingling sensation. “2B…!” 9S hissed, his legs tensing up and naturally trying to squeeze together, but 2B had braced her elbows against his thighs, preventing him from closing his legs any further. It meant all he could was squirm and writhe as her tongue flicked across his tight, twitching hole in long strokes, 2B relishing every time she dragged her tongue across that quivering boy hole.
With her hands mashing into his cheeks, she continued to drag him backwards, laying back on the bed herself until 9S was forced to straddle her face. But he didn’t mistake this for a dominant position, as 2B’s tongue was merciless down there, vicious slurps and coos escaping 2B’s lips as her tongue massaged every last inch of that tight asshole, and now, she was starting to hook her tongue, pressing firmly against his entrance and threatening to enter. 9S sat up, panting heavily, gripping 2B’s plentiful thighs for support only to notice her white leotard absolutely bulging with her massive cock.
2B seemed to notice too, and lifted 9S up just a bit so she could speak, breathing hotly against his asshole the entire time. “Take it out. Get familiar with it. Suck on it.” Terse and to the point as always, 2B went right back to sucking on his asshole like it was her only sustenance, her lips smacking and tongue slurping all over it with uncharacteristic glee, and finally stuffing its way in, forcing another moan from the boy, his back arching and his legs clenching tight. His cock nudged against her sizable bust, looking absolutely pathetic in comparison to the girthy shaft currently nestled in her cleavage.
His hands trembled against her thighs, hesitant to let such a monster free from its prison. Not only was the length and girth quite intimidating but the outline of her balls was so massive, so unbelievably fat and pent up that he wondered how she took care of that thing without him. Clearly she needed him to take care of it, and it wouldn’t be right to let his Battle unit feel pent up.
Lifting her leotard away was rather difficult with 2B’s tongue constantly probing his ass, but asking her to slow down would only encourage her to go faster, so he was left with little choice other than to power through it. He slipped his gloved hands underneath that straining, white fabric and began to lift it up, trying to do so slowly due to how volatile her clothing situation was. One wrong move and he would get a dick right to the face—which wasn’t so hot when 2B had a dick of steel and could probably dent him with that thing.
He managed to be slow about it, even while his hands trembled and his body worked against him, her tongue making him feel all sorts of things. It made him writhe and moan in ecstasy, it made his body feel like it was on fire, but in a *good* way. More importantly it made him crave to see that huge girlcock in all of its glory. And finally, after he gently lifted her leotard up and moved it to the side, letting the fabric wedge against one of her thick thighs instead, he was greeted with a *powerful* reminder of how outclassed he truly was.
It was thick beyond belief, absolutely outclassing anything the boy had to show for himself, standing so tall that he had to crane his neck up to really get a look at it. It was thick enough that his hands seemed woefully underequipped to deal with it as well.
2B popped off with a small “Mhua~”, leaving a ring around his quivering boyhole from how hard she had suckled on such tender skin. “This is going to be your main duty from now on. I expect you to attend to it with the same enthusiasm that you attend every other duty with.”
9S felt his stomach twisting into knots just looking at that thing. He wanted to say something else, say that she was ridiculous for expecting him to deal with such an enormous task. But all he could muster was a submissive “yes ma’am...” before he leaned forward and nestled his cheek against that incredibly thick shaft.
“Mmmmhh...” 2B nodded her head slowly, before hugging her arms tight around his hips, grasping his cheeks tight and dragging the poor boy into her grasp once more, showing no mercy this time as her tongue slipped right in, working its way past his tight entrance and wriggling its way through his tight inner walls, which clenched around her tongue desperately as a powerful shudder forced 9S to gasp, and buck his hips.
“Nnngghhh...!” 9S hissed through gritted teeth, brought to panting as 2B shoved her tongue in and out of his hole, tonguefucking him mercilessly while expecting him to worship her cock... He should have been mad at her, but all he could think about was his duty. He leaned over, his plush lips nestling against the side of that unbelievably thick shaft, marveling at how it pulsed and throbbed so powerfully. With a little kiss, her started dragging his lips and tongue along the side, slurping and smooching all along whatever he could reach, his eyes alight with pleasure while 2B violated his deepest reaches.
“Mmnnnhh... ma’am...~” was all he could hope to muster as 2B sank deeper, hands kneading and massaging his cheeks, treating them like a pair of stress balls while her tongue pushed as deep as it could go, curling inward and dragging itself out all the way, tickling every sensitive nerve it could along the way. He felt himself lose control, groaning out loudly, his thick legs flexing and his body leaning back into her touch. His body writhed and squirmed, as a heat built up inside of him, and with barely any stimulation to his mostly-flaccid cock, he finally lost control.
His tight inner walls pulsed rhythmically around 2B’s tongue, and a low groan escaped his lips as he shoved his hips forward, a few pathetically small spurts of cum hitting 2B’s stomach and smearing against her top. 9S was left quivering, panting, his eyes watering with small droplets leaking their way out from under his mask. “Mnnnhhh...”
2B reached a hand up and swatted it across his ass without any warning, the boy howling from the stinging sensation that followed. She slipped out from under him, briefly holding the boy upside-down facing her massive cock before throwing him onto the bed. “Get on the floor.” she ordered, twisting around on the bed until her legs were over the edge, her heels *clacking* against the cold, metal floors and her massive balls slapping between her calves, filling all the available space between her thighs and beyond.
9S scrambled to his place on the floor, sitting in front of 2B, his cock still leaking a few excess droplets of pre and his ass still twitching and sensitive from her oral assault. As much as it terrified him, seeing 2B presented like this made his heart pound violently in his chest, every time she pursed her lips and continued to look at him sternly only made him want to please her more. All hints of sass or insubordination were buried beneath a layer of lust, want, desire...
“May I...?” 9S asked, after 2B stayed silent for a time, as if she was waiting for him to say something, or make a move.
2B reached down, gliding her gloved fingers along that immense shaft, her cock sticking out so far that she could just barely reach the tip in her current position without bending over. “You should know what you need to do,” she replied with an almost imperceptible sass about her.
9S knew that was about the only answer he could hope for, and thus started to crawl forward, a bit more desperately than he might have intended but was it so surprising that he was excited by this? He adored this woman with every fiber of his being how could he not jump at the chance to finally touch her, feel her—FUCK her. Sure, it wasn’t the way he originally envisioned it, but…
When he was met with those massive nuts hanging between her legs, getting so unbelievably close that he could almost hear all of that virile seed churning inside of those fat, head-smothering cumtanks, well, all thoughts of whether this was “right” or not went out the window in favor of pure, unadulterated horny. He leaned forward, dragging his cheek across that warm surface, marveling at her soft smooth skin, with her firm and full balls swelling underneath. He breathed hotly, taking in the scent that radiated off of her, before he indulged himself by dragging his tongue along the side of it, groaning softly between desperate flicks of his tongue.
2B simply sat there, a hand reaching down and stroking the top of his head, making 9S’ heart flutter and only encouraging him to do better. Dragging his tongue in long strokes along those unbelievably fat balls, nestling nice and close to them, mashing her face against them and ensuring that every breath was taking in that virile scent. Then, he began to move to the side, sitting right in front of her and dipping his head underneath that huge, intimidating shaft to stuff his face right between them, gleefully shaking his head side to side while slurping and suckling on whatever his lips could get a hold of, his hands cradling those massive nuts just so he could squeeze them around his face a bit more.
2B let him do so for as long as he pleased… well, at least until she wanted something else from him. He seemed to know how to work his lips and tongue, worshipping her balls quite fervently. Now she wanted to see him do *more*.
Grabbing him by the back of the head, she pulled him away, a strand of saliva trailing between his tongue and the center of her sack. “Gahhhh…” 9S huffed, his face entirely red and his breath steaming in the cool, air-conditioned room. 2B kept pushing him, dragging his head back and forcing him to crane it back so far that he had to adjust his position on the floor to keep up with her. It was only when he came face to face with that huge, throbbing cock that he realized what she wanted. He stared at it, his lips half open and trembling, as he watched a thick glob of pre leak forth from an engorged cocktip and sloooooowly drip to the floor.
2B held it by the base, stroking up and down with one hand, unable to fully wrap her fingers around it, and instead simply massaging her dick while looking down at 9S expectantly. Once again, she was silent, staring at the young boy expectantly. He knew what he had to do, but he had no idea if he was even capable of it. But, not wanting to disappoint 2B, he decided to give it a shot…
Leaning forward hesitantly, his breath catching in his throat, 9S nestled his lips against the very tip, dragging his tongue along the opening, slurping up a thick bead of pre in the process. 2B sat there with her legs spread, hands resting against the edges of the bed and squeezing lightly as his plush lips parted and attempted to fit that thick cocktip inside. It was a struggle, the girth serving as the main barrier for entry, but eventually he managed to force his mouth open just wide enough to fit it in. He gagged around it, as his lips slurped up the tip and started to sink further down, that wide shaft disappearing into his mouth. Once he had moved a few inches forward, his tight, warm mouth squeezing tight around her huge cock, 2B lifted one of her hands and rested it on the boy’s head, giving him maybe a second to prepare before she shoved him down further.
His slim neck bulged with her girthy cock, a loud *gag* filling the room as 9S choked on her fat cock, his throat pulsing and clenching tight around her shaft. With a firm grip on his hair, 2B began to use him, rolling his head back and forth, sliding her huge cock in and out of his throat, giving him maybe half a second each time to catch his breath before plunging in faster, and deeper than the last time. While not outright face-fucking him just yet, she was certainly trying to go deep…
But unfortunately, 9S just wasn’t trained for that kind of hands-on work. It required a great deal of constitution on his part, something that a meagre Scanner unit like him just didn’t have. If he wanted to take the whole thing, he would need some training. Even as she tried to push further, it was getting to the point where 9S couldn’t catch his breath between thrusts, and was now patting her thigh desperately.
2B was not a cruel mistress, and instead of gleefully choking 9S on her cock, she pulled back, thick strands of saliva pouring from 9S’ mouth, dribbling sloppily down his chin while her cock remained hard as can be, throbbing lightly each second. He panted, his chest heaving as he rolled forward and lowered his head, gasping for air. “S-Sorry… Ma’am…” he grunted through heavy breaths. “I couldn’t take much more…”
After a moment of silence, she reached a gloved hand down and raked it through his hair, gripping it tightly but not pulling on it, the fact that she was holding his head up more than enough to convince him to move. “We will work on that. I expect my Support to be more than a glorified onahole.”
“Y-Yes ma’am…” he muttered, blushing at being referred to as such… and oddly, growing more aroused.
While he couldn’t quite take the whole thing orally, she knew a place where she could *really* discipline 9S, without much worry of breaking him or causing him to malfunction. After all, it was his function as a Scanner unit. Sure, he had other duties, but the smooth, svelte and slightly feminine frame, short stature, and exaggerated lower half were all an indicator of his true purpose.
2B continued holding 9S’ hair, this time guiding him gently onto the bed, before lifting him up by the shoulders and tossing him into the sheets on his back. He laid there, his thick thighs spread apart, his tiny cock resting against one of them and his cheeks squishing firmly against the blankets underneath. He sat up a bit, looking curious, only to suddenly lay back down as 2B started crawling on top of him.
“Are you ready to begin your new function, 9S?” 2B asked in her usual stoic tone, her question punctuated by a heavy *FWAP* of her saliva covered cock on his stomach, absolutely dwarfing his cock with its sheer size and girth by several magnitudes.
9S breathed heavily, feeling goosebumps on his skin, a tingling sensation in his core. His heart was racing, as if he knew that answering her would cement his place as 2B’s personal boytoy. But finally, he let the words fall from his lips, flopping out with a whimper rather than without any confidence. “Y-Yes ma’am… Hhh…!”
Before he had even finished speaking, 2B had gripped her thick cock by the base and nestled it between his supple cheeks, those plush globes cradling the slick cocktip as it made its journey between his legs and eventually nestled nice and snugly against his tight, quivering asshole, still slightly loose from her earlier endeavors. “I am not going to show you any mercy. This is your main function, so I expect you to perform it adequately.” 2B’s hands rested on the bed, on either side of 9S’ head, the woman staring down at him with her lips slightly puckered, just the barest hint of arousal in her voice.
When he felt it pushing against him, it was like several new systems were booting up at once. The android boy felt his body go alight with sensation, his legs quivering, his heart thumping even more intensely in his chest and the need within his core growing more intense the closer she got to entering him. But most importantly he felt his body loosen up, prepare itself for penetration, and with only a little effort… it slipped right in. His asshole spread wide around her thick cock, letting it sink in deeper, and deeper, traveling through his inner systems until eventually it stopped making sense to go deeper.
“Hahhhh… hahhhnn…” he looked down, seeing the slight bump in his belly from 2B’s cock wedged so deeply inside of him, his body naturally clenching around the foreign object and attempting to push it out—at least, that’s what he thought he would be doing, but the more he thought about it, the more it felt like he was just… massaging her, milking her. His body was a nice, tight sleeve for her cock to go in, and nothing more. “Mmmmmhnnnh…” he reached out, and wrapped his smaller hands around 2B’s wrists, looking up to her wantingly.
2B leaned closer, her lips mere inches from his own as she reared her hips back and *shoved* forward, her cock pushing far past the point of being reasonable, his body stretched tight around her and forced to stretch even tighter, as she eventually collided with his pelvis, both their thighs and cheeks rippling from the impact, and her enormous balls resting heavily on the bed behind her. “Nnnnhh…” 2B moaned, her tongue flicking out and stuffing itself past the boy’s lips, invading his mouth, dominating his tongue between feverish smacks of her lips and even more fervent smacks of her hips.
*PLAP, PLAP, PLAP!* She was merciless—despite the sheer amount of dick he was expected to take, she was not slow at all, dragging his tiny body along with her as she pulled out a few inches before stuffing it all back in with a savage grunt, sending a powerful ripple through their bodies. 9S’ inner reaches were violated, and yet he could only moan in ecstasy as his mistress slammed away, his insides on fire but his brain light and airy, a dumb, joyful state where he could be together with 2B and be of use to her.
His tight inner walls clinged to her cock as she pulled out, only to stuff it all back in with a groan, the *squelches* and *plaps* only drowned out by her muted moans and 9S’ girlish squeaks and cries. “Mmnnhh…” 2B braced her hands against 9S’ thighs, using those supple stems as leverage, working her hips back and forth in a desperate frenzy, lost to the pleasure and primal urges installed within their artificial brains. Every time she buried it inside of him, she felt more alive than ever, and 9S could say the same. He felt complete like this, bent over, submitting to a superior android and reveling in the sensation of being utterly fucked . He had studied humans before, and now he knew why they were truly so desperate for this kind of companionship.
His cheeks rippled in violent waves as 2B came crashing down, showing the Scanner no mercy, her balls clapping against his cheeks as she bent forward and lifted his legs higher into the air. Breaking their prolonged kiss, 2B gasped for air, rolling her head up and gripping higher up 9S’ legs, grasping them tightly while eagerly sheathing herself inside of his tight, warm body...
Little by little, she felt the first pangs of that pent up orgasm, her balls swelling, absolutely gurgling as those artificial cumtanks filled with a nice, heaping payload for this android boy. 9S could feel it too, feeling the throbs of her cock, how it swelled and pulsed inside of him. All he could think about was taking it all, letting 2B fill him to the brim with her seed. It filled him with so much joy, a jolt of pleasure running up his spine at the thought of pleasing her.
When she actually unloaded into him, there was a violent shudder that ran between them, 2B burying herself as deeply as she could, gripping the sheets tight and watching her cock distort and bulge his slim belly with its sheer size. The first few waves of cum blasted against his inner walls, *squelches* and *glorps* filling the room as her balls clenched tightly to her cheeks, pushing out every singular drop of cum they could into the boy’s stomach. He squealed, gasping at the sheer amount of it, the warmth, the thickness, the feeling of being so utterly full that he couldn’t take it, and even pushing beyond that! His formerly slim belly rounded out, growing with each powerful spurt until it was so bloated that the boy looked pregnant...
2B sat there, still buried deeply inside of him, looking down at his distended belly with her lips pursed, quite surprised by the sheer amount that was buried inside of him... she expected more of it to leak out. She also noticed a few strands of murky, runny cum resting against his stomach, a few spurts from his own orgasm no doubt. 9S himself seemed halfway between consciousness and passing out.
“Did I... do... good?” he asked softly, his chest heaving up and down between labored groans, the strain of keeping all of that jizz locked up inside of him getting to him a bit. But it felt good, at the same time, the fullness, the warmth...
2B looked down at him, “I don’t recall saying we were finished...” The android grabbed him by his thin arms, gripping them both tightly and lifting the boy up, letting his bloated gut mash against her own and forcing him into her lap. He grunted, not only highly-sensitive from his recent orgasm but so utterly fool that any movement sent all that cum inside of him churning and roiling about.
“Nnnhhh...” 9S leaned his head back, groaning as she gripped him by the hips and started bouncing him up and down on top of her, his sizable cheeks clapping against her thighs, sending a collective ripple through their supple bodies as they continually clapped together, with wet, squelching *PLAPS!*
It was hard to keep focused, to even stay conscious under the constant barrage of sensations. Being used like this came so naturally to him; it was like this was his purpose all along. Little more than a pleasure toy for 2B, to be used and coddled all night, to keep her in tip-top shape and keep her happy. That was the best thing a support unit could be used for.
“Nnnghhh… hahhhhh…~” he moaned happily, wrapping his legs around 2B’s waist, clinging to her tightly while she bounced him up and down, her gigantic balls smacking against his backside with such force that it would likely turn his pale skin red by the end of this. If it would ever end… 2B seemed to be an endless well of energy, barely even taking a moment to pause after her first climax. Just shoving that gigantic cock right back in without a second thought.
“Will you be good from now on? Listen to what I say?” 2B asked between labored grunts, her breath tickling his sensitive skin with how close she was. Despite the question hanging in the air, she did not slow at all, the *plaps* and *sloshes* filling the dead air.
“Y-…” 9S grunted, finding it hard to speak, each thrust sending a powerful jolt running through his spine, a joyful sensation straight to his artificial brain that made him cry out in delight. “Y-Yes ma’am…~!” he groaned, “I’ll be good…!” he cried desperately, feeling his body growing hotter by the second, as no doubt 2B was getting close again as well.
“This is what you get for being a good boy… so just remember… Every night, you can do this with me…” 2B gripped him tight, her fingers mashing into his cheeks as she shoved every last inch of that thick cock inside of him, letting it root inside of him, swelling and throbbing, before finally she let loose again!
Loud *GLORPS* filled the room, as 2B shut her eyes tight and let out a low groan, her balls working double-time to fill up this already-filled boy, his already bloated stomach distending even further from the sheer amount of cum pumped into him. Again, he shuddered, every wave of cum sending an orgasmic shudder through his body that culminated in finally letting loose again, a pathetic amount of cum staining 2B’s white leotard.
By the end of it all, 2B couldn’t even keep the boy steady anymore, his bloated gut forcing him to lean back, his arms going limp, and his mouth hanging agape, the only sign of his consciousness being the rhythmic heaving of his chest. 2B let him go, letting the poor, bloated android flop back onto the bed messily. She sat there for a moment, letting herself soften a bit instead of him before she wrenched back, dragging the boy with her for a few inches before she held him steady, and pulled back—his body clung to her tightly, but she managed to pull it out with a resounding, wet *pop*, a deluge of cum pouring out of his gaping hole mere moments afterwards. “Guuuhhhh…” 9S groaned, quivering on the bed at the sudden release in pressure.
2B climbed onto the bed with him, wrapping her arms around his head and gently setting it against her chest, stroking through his ashen hair slowly, her cock resting limply against his bloated gut. “Good boy,” she whispered softly, grinning at the work she had done—and already thinking of the next time.