Breeder Plague Chapter Va

Mark was fucking a girl. He didn’t really care who it was, because the important thing was the tightness of her pussy around his shaft, the way his balls ached, needing release, needing to fill her fertile womb.

He growled, thrusting into her, loving the way her jugs were bouncing, and swaying, hips wiggling as she submissively squealed and moaned. He took a handful of her dark hair and pulled it back like he might the reins of a horse.

He was…

This was the Drama teacher. She’d been a little chubby, but it seemed like her weight had gone to her hips and tits. And it felt good. Pushing her, making her his. The sound of his balls slapping as he kept thrusting was good.

Because he had a purpose. He would seed her. Watch her grow heavy with his child, tell her what to do.  She would lay at his feet, looking up at him. Waiting for him to seed her again.

Mark growled at the thought and then felt his balls clench, as he released his load into her. The woman squealed in delight, her body convulsing from the orgasm.

Mark chuckled. It was good to be the dominant one. He held his cock in her, then pulled it out, semen spilling from her pussy.

She rolled over and whimpered in pleasure, brown eyes glazed with pleasure.

Mark nodded, and looked over out of his window, down to the quad. People were scattered over it, men fucking their women.  He noticed some of the cheer team, some naked, some still wearing their skirts, their big, heavy tits swaying with every step, semen trickling down their inner thighs. Each one had a collar on, leashed as their man led them across the quad.

He licked his lips. It’d be nice to see them, swaying, cheering the team, and showing off their bellies for the school, showing off how they now had men who were their…

Masters.

He nodded. Master. That was the world. It encompassed what it was to be a man. To be powerful, and strong to keep your women obedient and safe.

Past the open door, he could hear moans and gasps.

“P-please, fuck me! I need you…”

“Say it, bitch…”

“I’m yours…”

“God, I’m hot…”

More words, more whimpers.

“Master…” Mark looked to the open door, and saw Bonita walk through it. Like her teammates, she wore only a cheer skirt, and her full, heavy breasts bounced with her steps. She had a collar on, and held the leash as she fell to her knees.

“Mark…” she licked her lips. “Wanna fuck your girl?”

“Come here,” and Bonita crawled to him, her tits swaying as she moved, nipples brushing the     floor. She pulled back on her haunches when she got to him, cupping her tits. Licking her lips, she smiled.

“May I?”

“Show me.” With that, Bonita bent down, kissing the tip of his cock. Soon he would flip her over and seed her with his—

*****

Mark blinked as he woke up in the room. His bed felt—

Holy shit.  He looked down and his covers were wet with semen, but most importantly, his cock was erect, pressing into the covers, and not only was it bigger than Mark’s cock, at least the one he’d gone to bed with… He didn’t know if any guy had a cock like that.

Looking down, realized his cock wasn’t the only thing that had grown. His T-shirt was stretched tightly over his chest, and his muscles, never that bad, were now defined and corded like some kind of fantasy hero.

Mark tossed the covers aside, the room smelling of his semen. When he got up, he felt the strain in his shorts, before the fabric gave way.

Staring down at the thick, erect shaft, he….

“Holy shit, what the fuck happened to me?”