Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34283940-20180113182430/@comment-36855838-20180925120044

(Not a continuatiom)

I took carefil aim, and fired.

The bullet struck true, and went right rhrough the center of her hand, I knew that target practice would pay off.

She cast a healing spell, and while I gawked at her flesh seamlessly weaving back together, she charged, and coiled around me.

"Hey, son."

She moaned into my ear.

"Now, why did you hurt mommy?"

Her tongue traced across my lips, and her large breasts pushed into my back, my hardening member had slipped in-between two coils of her tail.

That felt great.

I moaned quietly, unconsciously beginning to thrust.

"Mommy will have to punish you."

She drove her hand through my gut an out the other end.

I cannot describe the pain.

She slowly removed her arm, and the wound closed behind it.

"Will you hurt mommy again, honey?"

I whimpered.

"Good, now howzabout you meet your. . . Sisterrrrr."

I had felt her belly pushing further and further out against me, it felt pretty good, honestly.

She laid an egg right next to me, and plced it on my lap, heading off to screw my dad again.

Before they resumed, she cast some kind of spell.

The egg rocked rapidly, and then a tiny echidna popped out!

She vanished into thin-air, and soon reappeared with what appeared to be more than ten times the contents of our kitchen.

She began to eat, and eat, and eat.

It never stopped.

She aged before my eyes, until she seemed almost identical to her mother, and then collapsed by my side.

"Seems your darling's ready."

"Wha-"

I felt a totally different kind of trouser snake creeping up my pants-leg.

A lascivious grin hung over my head, and a passionate kiss led to a rapid disrobing.

We were both at full throttle, her coils caressed and groped at me, while my hands did the same to her, I felt an overwhelming sense of dread, and urgency.

I had to fill her with my seed, we had to make babies, shewas so beautiful!

I hit my peak, and she crested to match, we couldn'tstop thrusting, it must've been several pints, or maybe even a gallon!

Our tongues wrestled, and we collabsed into each-other.

I could feel her smooth round belly growing larger. ..

And then my friend walked in.