Her Faux Blown FuseChapter 53 The Miracle of Reorganization
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Another rundown on what the story tree branches from, all the stories married with the Dairy Of Desire
1. [Setting the record straight this is how it’s done, how it is needed and why mere humans are not safe around this penis; Note this is a nano second before launch, just a twinge]
2. [This not the brunt but rather the energy just gathering for launch and I don’t have a render of the full blast because it would be merely blotto white out, the Big Bang of ejaculations]
3. [And there are more ways to depict this phenomenon, more ways for goddesses to have fun ridding on a shaft of gizem]
4. [It took an awful lot of work to get to the final stage of performance and salvation for the sister nymphs; I proved to be far greater than the need, an asset not expected to develop from a naive parochial city kid]
5. [Early on the whole process of adjustments scared the hell out of me, making me the device they needed, the high value fucker]
6. [And the scope of training extended to more than one subject at a time because time was of the essence]
7. [Besides, initially, the effort for growing penis size was painful offset by the wonder of using the thing in Lilly for training purposes; It was worth it, fucking was awesome]
8. [On and on, slowly moving the process from privacy to public there was an effort to train me to be calm around regular humans as I constantly ejaculated, my horniness a hurdle to control]
9. [Keeping the boss apprised of the progress, perhaps getting a little too close for comfort, Lilly loved him getting shot with gizem]
10. [Being paraded in public like across the highway to let people know about my attributes, services for hire]
11. [And then being treated, beginning all night fucking training with Lilly’s four sister nymphs in the bunk house]
12. [This, all of it, pre fuck training before I was to officially lose my virginity, the insertion of their long sliver tongues down the length of my urethra resulting in more gizem volume]
13. [And as my penis became a more permanent larger feature they invented games like ring toss to entertain themselves]
14. [And more classroom time... ]
15. [There came time for just plain love and Kissing lessons; although the only necessity for the sisters was actually fucking they also taught me all the worldly tools of love making to include letting the guys use my anus for fucking which turns out wasn’t so bad]
16. [I was producing copious amounts of gizem, something having multiple uses including as a cleaning agent and shampoo, food-dessert treat and general health and vigor supplement]
17. [Excellent results in the milking parlor]
18. [Food grade gizem was used by the sister nymphs for vitality as well, it was their food]
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