My Steamy Story: A mage named Elio gets lost collecting h...

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Okay, bestie, let me spill the tea on the most unhinged, high-key terrifying but low-key iconic night of my life. So there I was, Elio, this cute 5'6" mage, just trying to collect some boujee herbs in the forest when the sky totally yeeted a storm on me. I ducked into this random cave, fell asleep, and woke up to the biggest OOF moment of my existence.

Towering over me was this 9-foot ogre, an absolute Adonis with pecs for DAYS and a dick that was, no cap, a legit weapon. I went for my staff, but his massive hand clamped down on my wrist like, "Nope." My heart was pounding, sheesh. He ripped my robes off and his monstrous 16-inch cock was just...there. I was shook, but also, my body was betraying me, getting wet AF.

He didn't ask, he just took. When he pushed inside me, I screamed, but it turned into a moan. The stretch was insane, I felt so full, and then I looked down. My stomach was bulging out with every thrust, a visible outline of his massive cock rearranging my insides. I was his complete plaything, and I was gagging, literally clinging to his huge pecs as he wrecked me. It was the most intense, degrading, and strangely empowering feeling, period. I came so hard I saw stars, totally owned.