201: Failure as a Man (18+)
“AAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!!” Gregor screamed with eyes full of terror and let go of Samantha’s thighs, letting her slip off his cock and fall on the floor with a loud thud as her ass slapped against the floorboards.
“Ouf!! The hell, Gregor!?” Samantha yelled at the clumsy, screaming moron that continued screaming, unable to shut up or to avert his eyes from Beatrice’s crotch.
“W-w-w-w-w-what the hell is thaaaaaaat!?” Gregor finally uttered, stuttering as he pointed with a trembling hand at Beatrice’s cock that was barely hidden from view in her lace panties.
“What?” Samantha asked and looked to where Gregor was pointing. “Oh!”
Samantha was at a loss for words when she saw that the unnaturally beautiful young woman had not only a long, sleek tail with a heart-shaped tip that already implied that she was not human but also a male member between her legs, confirming that she was unnatural in more ways than one. However, Samantha handled her surprise with greater maturity and dignity.
“It’s just a cock!” Samantha said, answering Gregor’s question. “You’ve got one too, right? Now stop being such a baby and help me up before I really get pissed!”
Gregor gave Samantha a hand and pulled her up, however, Samantha’s mood only soured, and quickly.
“What the hell!?” Samantha demanded an explanation from Gregor. But instead of fright or terror, there was building anger in her eyes. And the reason for Samantha’s anger was not getting dropped on the floor seconds after orgasm as Beatrice would have assumed. No, Samantha’s growing fury had to do with Gregor’s dick that she kept looking at with increasing anger. The male member that was large and hard, pointing up proudly and ready for action just mere moments ago had now shriveled to the size of Gregor’s thumb, pointing straight down to the floor, sad and pathetic, not even a shadow of its former glory.
Beatrice would have thought nothing of it. After all, it was not only completely normal for men to go through a refractory period, but also expected. For men to remain hard even after climax and be able to continue fucking without pause was an exception rather than the rule, even if Beatrice herself had started to forget such unnecessary and annoying limitations to fulfilling sex life.
However, this world was far from normal. And Beatrice quickly understood that a Tainted cock-dependant addict such as Samantha had no choice but to seek out men that could go past the limitations of lesser men and fuck for hours if required. Samantha did not just expect a hard cock to be ready for her at all times. She demanded it. She needed it. She was desperate for it. And the fact that Gregor continued to fail to get it up did not just anger Samantha. Beatrice noticed a tinge of worry creep into Samantha’s eyes.
“Come on! What are you doing!?” Samantha berated Gregor. “Ge it up already! Since when is one go enough for you!?”
“I… I…” Gregor’s eyes kept darting between Samantha’s eyes and Beatrice’s cock.
“So, she’s got a cock! What’s the big deal?” Samantha tried to cheer Gregor up and got on her knees with her face right under his limp cock as she took it in her hand and stroked it with a smile. “We’ll deal with her later. You wouldn’t let some random stranger ruin our fun, would you?”
Samantha put Gregor’s dick in her mouth and started sucking it, moving her head, bobbing, and twisting it to give Gregor different sucking stimulations. However, it was apparent to everyone that Samantha’s efforts were in vain.
“I… I’m sorry, this won’t be happening,” Gregor confessed his failure as a man with a defeated sigh.
“You must be joking!” Samantha said as she glared at Gregor with his limp dick in her hand as her anger turned to fury.
“It’s disgusting!” Gregor shouted in desperation, trying to explain his limpness. “Look at her! Such a stunning girl, but with such a grotesque… Thing! Between her legs! It’s abhorrent! A grotesque, mutated, nightmarish abomination! No girl should have a dick between her legs! It’s a crime against nature! It’s a crime against sex! How can I get hard after witnessing something so sickening! I’m about to throw up!”
“SHUT UP!” Samantha shouted as she squeezed Gregor’s limp little pecker. “I need a functioning cock, you buffoon, not excuses! You had your fun with me and what? You’re done!? Your tummy hurts because you saw a dick that wasn’t as ugly as yours? Pull yourself together and fuck me! Now!”
“I… I can’t! Not… Not like this. Not now. Not here.”
“Do you have any idea what you’re doing!?” The desperation in Samantha’s voice became more apparent even as she tightened her grip on Gregor’s dick. “I don’t have anyone else arranged for hours! I need your dick! I will go mad without it! You can’t do this to me! Please!”
“I tried to… But, I saw something I cannot unsee,” Gregor looked at Beatrice’s crotch again, with an expression of sickening betrayal. “I’m sorry!”
“GO FUCK YOURSELF THEN!” Samantha screamed as she twisted her iron grip on Gregor’s squeezed pecker with one hand and then punched him in his balls with an uppercut.
“Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii~~” Gregor’s eyes bulged as he let out a weep of a dying goat. He fell powerlessly to his knees, putting his hands around his punished balls and cock.
“You fucking piece of shit!” Samantha screamed and punched Gregor in the jaw, sending him flying sideways into the armor stands, crashing them into a pile on top of himself.
“S-Samanth...” Gregor gasped as he weakly moved through the pile of armor.
“GET OUT!” Samantha screamed in tears. With shaking hands, she grabbed another stand of armor and hurled it at Gregor just as he was getting up. “Get out before I tear off that useless piece of meat and shove it down your throat!”
“Ghagh!” Gregor let out a weak cry of pain as pieces of metal both blunt and sharp slammed against his naked side and back. The man could barely move as he limped away, toward the door.
“Yes! Run! Run as they all did!” Samantha cried as her voice trembled and she wrapped her arms around her stomach in pain. “You traitor! Weakling! Failure! Disappear! I never want to see your face again!! Die!”
Ember and Beatrice watched as Gregor limped as fast as he could outside while Samantha fell to her knees, crying, shaking, and sweating.