Once he had recovered enough to properly speak, Ty heard Eileen talk into her ear. "Paixão?" he asked.
"Y-yeah?" she just about managed to get herself to reply.
"If you're OK with it... I want to get more depraved," he said. His shyness was really cute. "Can I say whatever I like to you?" Ty nodded, and he continued, wanting to be absolutely sure she was OK with it, "You don't mind if I say some stupid, sexist shit to you?" Ty shook her head, she was way past giving a shit about the gender politics of all this. "Thank you," Eileen smiled, and he leaned down to kiss her forehead.
Once he sat himself up and pulled out of her, his seed leaking from her pussy yet again, his expression totally changed. "Now, you will ovulate for me and let both of us see my seed claim your eggs," he commanded.
Ty used her power to give them both a vision of egg after egg emerging from her ovaries. "Perfect," Eileen breathed. "Fresh ova for my sperm to use." They saw his countless seed swarm around all of the eggs, wearing away at their outer walls. "This is what your body is for," Eileen said in a tone that was both loving and mocking. "Before you came here you were made to fill others with semen and make them pregnant- now your body is the one getting impregnated. You don't even have any conscious control over it- your eggs are capitulating to my seed."
Egg after egg got breached by Eileen's sperm and implanted itself into Ty's womb. "You've been fertilized, and now your body will bear yet another litter of caboclos," the handsome DILF said proudly. He leaned down and kissed her passionately, and noticed Ty staring at his erection as he got back up. "Weird to think you gave me that," he remarked. "Even though you have the power to do anything, you've used your power to turn yourself into a subby girl and give your crush a big cock to make you bear his babies." Licking his lips, he added, "Speaking of bearing my babies: mature and birth them for me."
Ty wished for what her lover asked, and saw and felt her body expanding absurdly yet again. "I love how big and soft you get when we do this," Eileen purred. "It's such a contrast from the flatness of your boy's body, and the mass of sperm you used to carry, and it's so nice to see the result of our bodies entwining." A teasing, amused expression graced his face. "It doesn't feel far enough to say entwining- and too equal. This is from me mating you. Filling you with my essence and making you pregnant."
Yet again, Ty had so many babies inside her she couldn't move. "This is really hot, too- you're so full of my caboclos your body's just left to lie there, bear the weight of my seed in the form of our offspring. I bet this is when you feel most castrated too, since this is something you could never feel without relinquishing being a man and having a man breed you." Ty nodded weakly, loving how this felt. Her now distended, swollen breasts added to the feeling too.
After a little more time, Eileen kissed Ty's stomach and said, "Now birth them. Give me even more of my babies."
Ty took a deep breath and did as Eileen asked. She felt her pussy lips unfurl and infant after infant emerge from her, Eileen severing them from her and positioning them to suckle at her breasts. "Such a perfect mother," she heard him say, kissing her cheek softly. "I couldn't wish for a better mom- or a better fucktoy."
Once they had all drunken from her, Eileen took them into the nursery and Ty felt herself shrink back to her petite form. She felt like she'd be happy for this cycle to go on forever.