The fly-woman continued to presented herself to Evans, grinding against his erect shaft with her crotch. "I-i'm sorry, but I just can't." Evans said, turning her down. The fly-woman was incapable of understanding; but by observing Evans' body language, she could deduce he wouldn't mate with her. Not in the mood for being turned down, the flywoman stuck her ass out quickly to hit Evan in the face, knocking him to the ground. "Gah, what the fuck!" he shouted, feeling pain shoot up his spine. The flywoman quickly stripped Evan of all his clothing; when she saw his dick, she had a hungry look on her face.
The next thing Evan could remember was him on his back, as the flywoman slipped her shorts down and her tight panties. Her wet shaven hole was set right above Evan's erect rod. "Please, don't-!" Evan was cut off as the flywoman squatted down further, making Evan penetrate her pussy. "Nngh, fuck." he groaned as the flywoman's tight pussy gripped onto his junk. 'Why is she so fierce? Is it really just the fly's instincts?' Evan tried to understand why this fly woman would go this far. What Evan didn't know, however, was that this woman was originally a stalker. She had followed Evan for a whole year, always wanting to go and talk to him. She lusted after him so much, she feared she'd do something exactly like this if the two ever actually met.
And now she, or rather the fly mind controlling her body, had raped Evan. The fly's instincts combined with the stalker's lust created a creature that would stop at nothing to have sex with Evan. "Ah. God..." he moaned once more as the fly-woman pressed down so hard, Evan's dick poked the opening of her cervix. Clearly the fly-woman was enjoying this since she arched her back in pleasure. "No more, or else I'll end up cumming inside you!" Evan warned. The fly-woman didn't understand this, so she got into a mating press and performed quick, fierce thrusts to make Evan cum as quickly as possible. She soon achieved her goal, as Evan shot a load twice as big as the one earlier into her womb.
The fly-woman gasped and collapse atop Evan, pinning him underneath. "This is what I deserve." he insulted himself. Suddenly, the fly-woman regained strength, and realigned her posture while still riding Evan. "Oh, you've got to be kidding me!" he shouted as she looked him in the eye and licked her lips. Afterwards, one could see the fly-woman was now walking around on all fours again, but something was different. Evan was now wearing her clothes with her: his head and arms were smushed against her breasts and back respectively in her tight tank top, while his lower body was confined to her as well. His legs were wrapped around her waist by her shorts, while Evan had her tight panties around his waist as well. This effectively pressed his dick inside her constantly, with him unable to escape. "Please let me go!" Evan moaned from between her huge breasts, as each step the fly-woman took in her platform flip flops shifted Evan slightly, pushing him back and forth in her pussy. Not paying any attention to his words, the fly woman proceeded to walk to the exit of the exhibit.