Taina lay there in uma névoa having just teve os bebês de Eileen for the first time as her new self. Transei com o Eileen, she thought to herself, e engravidei de seus bebês. Thinking about it in this language didn't make it any less weird, but she did find it hotter for some reason.
She was brought de volta à terra when Eileen got atop her again, and instinctively leaned in to kiss him, which he eagerly returned. Dele caralho e dele culhões rubbed against her soft skin, and she shivered with anticipation.
After breaking off their kiss, he grinned, "Eu não posso acreditar que eu tenho abrir o selo dela duas vezes." I can't believe I got to deflower you twice.
Taina blushed hard at his turn of phrase- he had gotten to 'open her seal'. It fit, she did feel desselada, both literally with how seu saco havia se deslacrou para formar sua nascedouro, and metaphorically with how she felt more comfortable in this body than he had as a boy. She figured she'd try some slang herself. "Você quer me empernar mais agora?" she asked. Do you want to impregnate me more now?
"Sim. Eu quero junção com você e plantar um filho dentro de você," Eileen replied. Yes. I want to blend with you, and plant a child inside you.
Taina found how he said 'junção' weirdly hot- her power had made them entrelaçados. As for sua impregnação, she guessed it would probably be more than um filho, but her mind was on aquele vara escuro between Eileen's legs. "Eu vo putaria meu puta," he said breathily. I'm gonna go out of control on my bitch.
Sure enough, sua manjuba slid inside Taina's buçanha and she moaned in surprise at how forçada the motion was. Eileen thrust hard and fast, seu geringonça filling her up, pulling back and batendo de volta nela, over and over. Suas pelotas jiggled with every firm thrust he gave, just to emphasise to her that she was his female.
Before long the motions and the force overwhelmed Taina, and she came screaming to dela gozada. Her inner walls clenched tightly around his jacarandá, and she felt like she would just esfarele. She heard him groan deeply as he hit his own peak, and felt seus quilebres clench against her as seu leitinho flowed inside her.
She watched and awaited sua fecundação. Deep inside her seus ovos emerged and settled into place, and soon seu leite de minhápica spread into her womb. Her mind went to the gendered terms for the cells Eileen had filled her with- mingau de homem, garapa de mulher. They emphasized to her how ele era seu homem e ela era sua mulher.
One after the other her eggs were claimed by seu manteiga. They settled into her womb, and ela engravidou novamente.