You give a husky coo as you feel all the sperm wriggling in you, your hyperactive over is making sure every last one hits an egg. The thought of being a one slut baby factory that you blast out a large load of cum, spraying everything as you just keep going.
Near by is an ice cream kiask with a man in a white outfit a
That gets drenched in your spunk. You emerges is a platinum futa with breasts, hips, and lips almost at your size, waring a pair of denim booty shorts, 9 in boot heels and a headband with cut little cow ears and horns. She has no to, exposing her giant foot long extended nipples, which, like her massive cock where hooked up to large plastic tubs as milk and jiz constantly poored out and into a near by cooling silo. On it side, large tubs where connected to the ice cream kiask to blend the now cooled liquid into the product, the sign above changing to read "always freash." A line of people that just missed your stream come up to the kiask, as the cowgirl futa just continues to jack her giant cock, a vacant look of whorish delight on her face. Fortunately it's self severe, as the couple share on large cone, and start licking it together. Licks become massive bites, as it looks like the best thing they've ever tasted. Before long, the cone is gone, but to fat lips meet where It was as two new futas start grinding their massive cocks together. Just as the boyfriend bends over to be filled,a line begins to form at the kiask, adding more futas one customer at a time.
You continue to spray, as a large group of elderly couples walks by. The unintentionally walk through your spray, like walking through a waterfall. The first couple need walkers as at first the hole through, but what emerges is a pair of yound, slutty futas that saunter away. This happens over and over as the couples walk in old but come out got young skanks.
You pleasure of a constant stream is amazing, your tounge rolls out as your eyes are near rolled over to he back over head, as you lift your hand behind it as you continue to blast even more. Entire stores get hit, clothing outlets change into slut ware, sho shops become heel shops, as more and more the surroundings shift as well. Benches shift, with giant dildos secured in the middle of the seats, stripper pole rise from the ceiling in strategically convenient places, plants become exotic, the lighting shifts into the colored stage lighting of a strip club, as the background music over the speakers in this section turns into choice selections from "the baby bumps" with lerics about the joy of being in the middle of a gang bang.
You eventually stop spewing for a moment to see what has changed and see futas going about their business sauntering and fucking in this newly alter area. Tears of joy flow as you see how perfect everything is, seeing a small example of what a futa world could be, and you become even more determined to make it so.