Trent the Traitor

"Come on, baby, give me your milk," the porn star goddess said. Her cheeks flushed and she closed her eyes and sighed.

The pulses in her enormous boob grew longer and stronger. With each throb Trent felt a powerful suction centered on his cock. Soft pillows of moist tissue rubbed up against him in an intimate massage. The breast expanded and he felt it all the way down his shaft and right within his trembling balls. He felt weird inside—molten and squishy.

"Oh yes, baby."

Saccopharyna cupped a breast in her hand and gave an orgasmic moan.

Her boob squeezed slow. Trent felt the pressure all down his shaft and right up throughout the rest of his body. The boob expanded. The squeezing became a suction tugging at his cock, his balls... him. Trent groaned, his hips pressed up and his body contorted as he emptied a thick spout of cum into the smothering tissue packed around him. He'd never felt a release as intense as this before. Like he was not just emptying his balls but... the whole of him?

Saccopharyna closed her eyes and sighed in ecstasy. Trent's head was drawn down and her fleshy lips closed over his face. Mewling with delight, Saccopharyna rocked back and forth on top of the enormous fleshy breast that formed the bottom half of her body. The soft flesh pulsed with regular rhythms. Within it, Trent was gripped in a fleshy embrace that squeezed him, pumped him, all the while coaxing more and more semen from his body. The simple release of pleasure grew and grew, becoming a torrent that ripped his mind and soul from their moorings. Saccopharyna milked him with steady pulsations of her fleshy boob. Her tissues absorbed the ejaculate pouring from Trent's dwindling body and—through some diabolic process—transduced it into something else. She milked Trent until her enormous lower breast swelled up—bloated, gravid.

"She's ready," Chauli said to Lophi.

As one the succubi took flight from the platform. At the same time Saccopharyna gave an ecstatic cry of release. Her monstrous lower breast tensed. A jet of red liquid tinged with gold gushed from the enormous nipple at the centre of the pulsing globe. Whooping and crying with excitement, the succubi wheeled down through the crimson shower. The first droplets hit the demons below and a great rapturous roar went up. Saccopharyna sprayed more fluids onto the debauched host, whipping them up into a fever pitch of excitement and inciting them into ever more perverse acts of depravity. Wrapped snugly within the soft tissue of Saccopharyna's enormous breast, Trent heard nothing as the demon slowly milked the life and soul from his body and sprayed it out onto the vile celebration below.