Carlos didn't bother wearing pants after he got through with Dutch, the electrician supervisor. Dutch was an older guy, nearly 70, but he was hung, and Carlos's ass was butter to Dutch's cock. Yea, that was just after you and Carlos arrived at the job trailer. Dutch saw you and came into find out who the girl was with Carl. You didn't know how horny Carl was, and he didn't either, until Carl smelled how turned on Dutch was by looking at your naked body on the couch. There was something about Carl's kiss that had Dutch needing to fuck bad. You could sense that Dutch was being ruled by cravings and pheromones, Carl's pheromones. Carl had Dutch bring in the other supervisors for some one on one discussion. Carl's ass pussy was tight, and never leaked any of the other supervisors cum. Lunch time in the trailer was busy as you, Carl, and the five supervisors had an all out orgy. Carl was their master now, but your not sure why. They all want to both fuck Carl and be fucked by him, yet after they walk outside, they are barking orders to their fellow tradesmen. After lunch, you and Carl are alone on the couch as he nurses from your chest, as the others had done that morning. Carl was looking a hint younger, his hair was growing faster. Carl had handled the supervisors well. The skinny Plumbing supervisor had a surprisingly small cock for a white guy. Carl had knotted them all that morning, the look of surprise before the pain hit was priceless on their faces. Carl and I spent the last half hour after the site closed down giving the supervisors another round at their request. None of them hesitated when Carl demanded they bend over across his desk.
Carl drives you home, but you reach over and turn off the engine, and point to him, then the house. He nods, and gets out with you and follows you into the house. Carl locks your front door as he closes it, and says, "I am sorry my friend for doubting you. Would you like me to stay with you?"
You smile and hug him tightly, thinking "Yes, yes, yes," over and over.
Carl hugs you back tightly for a bit. You look at him and he nods to your bedroom, and soon he is sitting in the bean bag chair, and you place the bulb back on his chest. The roots from the base of the bulb are much thicker this time, pressing into his cock tip, belly button, and both nipples, while the now larger phallus with no balls to show for it, sinks fully into Carl's throat. A few minutes after attaching, another large root makes it's way to Carl's ass pussy, and makes it's way inside. The musk of Carl's arousal fills the room and soon you find yourself on your bathroom floor with both the horsecock dildo and the canine dildo, taking both at once and loving it.
You awaken hours later and check on Carl. There is no masculinity left in his face. His soft features and now large latina breasts remind you of Carl's ex-wife. The roots from the bulb were many, going into many places including Carl's nose. The bulb noticed you were near and proceeded to update you.
"My queen, this one progresses well. This one was already very fertile and a breeder instinct, I have added to that." the bulb explained.
You check that your five am alarm is set, and fall asleep on your bed, with two large dildos fully inside you.
The five am alarm goes off what seems like moments after you fall asleep. The bulb is still connected to Carl, but it's finishing up and pulling its roots back in. The stalk is slowly moving back and forth in Carl's mouth. You go and get a shower before coming back into the bedroom to remove the now unattached bulb from Carl's now flat and toned belly. You assist a still sleeping Carl to your shower, where you turn on the water to wake him. You feel him stand on his own as you exit the shower to dry off again. Your staring at your reflection in the mirror when he comes up beside you and stares at the younger, may be 30, big chested latina woman looking back at him.
"Now you can milk me too," Carl said as he smiled.
You nod yes and smile back.
Carl took a few steps back to admire his ass and legs. He was the complete package now, including a red rocket canine cock that would extend to his knees, and a softball sized knot. "I will take care of Mr. Thomas. He won't fire us. I'll make sure of that."
You hand Carl a towel and that swimsuit bottom he got for you, as it's the only thing that will fit him, and one of your button up shirts. Carl's feet shrunk and his shoes no longer fit, so you hand him a pair of beach sandals. Carl is soon by the door waiting for you as you pick up the bulb and bring it with you. Carl nods and locks the door behind you. You are holding the bulb when you realize your not wearing any clothes, but it doesn't matter, you don't need any.