This choice: A hard bump, pressing against your lips. • Go Back... A strange, hard bulge began to probe at your lips. Shaking off your dizziness, you look down your muzzle to witness a disturbingly massive penis poking at your mouth that stretched across from the Pinsir's crotch. Hot pre-cum spurted out in a single, thick glob onto your nose-tip, eliciting a spinal tremble to shatter down your body. Before you could even react, the shelled being had already grasped your wrists to hold up them against the tree as the Pinsir's mighty cock pushed forward and welcomed itself into your mouth.
The crustacean thrusted in, pushing your head back to the tree as it retracted his waist right out. The length of the rod tunneled its way over your tongue and too close for comfort of a ways down your throat. You cough out the taste, only to receive it again as it humped into your mouth once more, brushing the long flesh of meat against your taste buds. Its waist movements began to increase, bucking forward and backward at your head to only leave you sitting submissively at the feral's mercy. You tried kicking your legs in retaliation, but its heavy shelled armor took whatever damage you tried to inflict as its mad humping spree continued to shovel down its cock deeper into your esophagus. The infected feral began to suddenly growl out loud, gritting its teeth together as drool sploshed from the toothy mouth onto your face. The hot slime coated you in the extensive strands that unwillingly roused your hormones. Your own member was becoming aroused, for it gladly poked out from its slit and throbbed from the intense heat of the moment.
The tip of the Pinsir's member pressed at the back of your throat, pulling back, squeezing its way back deeper again. Pre-cum was already dripping in small droplets, sticking to your mouth and lubricating it to create a very easy and sensual ride for the horny Pinsir. Your legs twitch and thrash out soft kicks of reflexes as you found yourself starting to moan.
"C-Curse this infected feral...This is just...h-h-humiliating...." You jeered yourself in your own thoughts. Now you even regretted coming into this forest, only to get a mouth-full of cock and highly likely to end up as this Pinsir's next lunch. The tight, pinning grip on your wrists began to increase in strength, hurting deeply as the Pinsir's thrusting waist kept colliding with your head. Your skull bashes into the wood at a steady pace, ramming into the tree trunk over and over again while the penetrating member violates your mouth with powerful humps. Your knotted canine cock bounces and slaps against your abdomen with each pound, shaking violently in the mad spur of your involuntary blowjob. Finally, the Pinsir pushed in one more time, ejecting out its long awaited semen. The white flood erupts inside your mouth, traveling down your throat that almost brought you to choking by the massive dispersal. The Pinsir releases you, yanking out its satisfied member from your mouth, letting a strand of Pinsir seed to stretch from its bulbous cock-tip to your lips.
You gag out the rest of the goo from your mouth as the Pinsir grabbed its shaft once more, fapping any remaining cum to shoot out onto your face. You fell to your hands and knees, spitting the cum out while wiping your face of the warm slime. The entire moment derailed your strength to the point of exhaustion, tiring each and every muscle within your sweating body to cringe under the Pinsir's mighty power. Suddenly, you felt the flat, spherical foot of the Pinsir stomp down onto your back and press you down to the wet dirt floor, and remain stunned in weak fatigue.
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