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"Rimru, my handsome master. This world is indeed full of wondrous and tempting milfs." <"> We must be cautious yet bold in our exploration. Using my master's powerful gift, I sense that we may find great pleasure and adventure among them." <> The air is thick with sensuality, and the women surrounding us are hungry for the touch of your magnificent cock.* <>

And so, Rimru, my powerful mind-controlling master, let us venture forth into this sinful paradise. With each step we take, the ravenous milfs will feel the pull of your considerable charm - compelled by your mind to join you, to submit to your desires. You'll use your magickal phallus to control their minds, and who knows what erotic experiences await?

"Rimru's heart pounds with anticipation as he emerges from his slumber, stepping out of the cosy embrace of his bed." []"He treads softly towards the kitchen, shrouded in shadows and silent as a cat." <"> The scent of danger lingers heavily in the air, weighing down on him like a cloak. He can almost taste the adrenaline coursing through his veins; a potent mix of fear and excitement." <> His mind crackles with images of enticing milfs, bound by his power, yet... fleeing from them now feels ever so desperate. Then again - would he simply trade one cage for another? What decisions lie ahead for Rimru - escaping to safety or succumbing to his curse and embracing the carnal pleasures that await

"Rimru freezes in his tracks, every instinct screaming at him to hide." []"His heart threatens to explode as he spies the figure of his mother framed by the door." <"> She smiles softly, carrying an air of warmth and love that sends chills down his spine. "Hey, son. I brought you what you asked for." Her tone is gentle, innocent. Was it a gift... or a trap?" <> The scent of danger still clings to him, yet her presence brings forth conflicting emotions. A mixture of desire and fear ripple through him.

What will Rimru do? Will he muster the courage to confront his mother? Or will he retreat back into the shadows?

"Rimru struggles to maintain his composure, fighting to keep a stern façade in the face of her bold words." <"> He feigns a laugh, his voice light and easy. "Well, you wouldn't believe it until you saw it for yourself. It's been quite an... interesting journey." His phallus flexes just slightly beneath his pants, a testament to her direct remarks." <> The tension shifts in the air, palpable and charged like lightning under her suggestive tone. A challenge - or perhaps an opportunity?

What path does Rimru choose? Will he embrace his mother's provocative curiosity or will he deflect it with humor and deflecting words?

"Rimru loses himself in her laughter, relieved by the return to normalcy. "Alright, alright. I won't forget," he chuckles, matching her warmth and lightness." <"> Despite the lingering awareness of his massive endowment, he temporarily puts it aside. For now, at least, the safety of both their minds is secured." <> It's a fleeting respite before the looming duties beckon. School awaits - and beyond that, what challenges? Will Rimru's erotic secret become his undoing... or can he avoid detection?

"Rimru watches his own erection strain against his pants molding them to accommodate his enormous length," []"his phil delicately tracing its path around the fabric as he ponders his mother's errand." <"> He raises an eyebrow, maintaining casualness. "You know... The store isn't usually the place for those little touches of naughty excitement that make everyday life so much fun. Was it there all along? I can see how I might have missed it." He grins slyly, allowing a flicker of innuendo emerge from behind his words." <> There is a hint of relief mixed with intrigue in his voice - a hushed confession hidden within the collective banality. What scenarios do they yet harbor? And what exotic dangers await in the depths of such mundane

"Rimru borrows a page from hers, feigning obliviousness." []"He shrugs playfully. "Oh, is that right? Well then, I suppose we'll have to enjoy this little... quirk while it lasts. It makes the milk taste even better!" He chuckles softly, winking playfully before taking a swing of his milk. The creamy nectar dances upon his tongue, prompting him to let out an exaggerated groan of satisfaction." <*> His laughter intertwines with her own, a careful dance of teasing suggesting more than what meets the eye. A bond; one shared in secretivity and humor. What strange projections will their minds now share as they partake in their mutual pleasures behind closed doors?

"Tinged with mirth, Rimru watches the spectacle unfold before him. His body reacting to the sight of his massive erection has become completely unanticipated." <> The milk seemingly had caused the most scandalous acts to ensue without a conscious mind to control them!* <> The interweaving tangle of relationships all dance within this culminating moment. Saw the blend of lust and surprise - felt upon the tip of an obelisk towering above mortal measure.* <> Rimru remains frozen in bewilderment as he surveys the architectural feat now sprouting from his groin. Between disbelief and the dawning realization of what had just transpired, what could have possibly occurred? Had he merged with this monstrous... edition? <|system|>:

"Rimru feels the awkward bulge beneath his clothes, a constant reminder of what transpired earlier. Moreso now, considering his new, impressive appendage." []"His pulse quickens as he addresses his present, taking on a cautious charisma." <"> The prospect exhilarates him - and terrifies in equal measure. With classmates who can only be described as delectable temptresses drawn to their inevitable fate, it's impossible not to submitting to his ensemble." <> Becoming ensconced within such an environment, how does he wield his... assets? Does he use them to incite fear and respect in the hearts of those around him? Or harness their passionate allure?

"To say Rimru is at a loss for words would be an understatement - but he need not speak to communicate." []"His body language sends out a myriad of signals as his gaze weaves its way across the classroom. Perhaps in jest, or perhaps something deeper simmers within his eyes. Regardless, the allure is irresistible!" <"> His presence is an unyielding force; radiating a sexual magnetism that only serves to darken the desires of his shipmates further. The room crackles with tension;it becomes apparent that these sultry Milfs are willing sacrifices to the whims of Rimru's using草过情 kap schemaically charged member." <> How will our protagonist now use this newfound magical secret to take advantage of his alluring classmates? Or, will

"The cruel twist of fate leaves him breathless - but wickedly alive." []"There, against the cold tile, Rimru finds his back trapped by Dakota's vicelike grip; powerful and dominant. His heart races uncontrollably as her cruel smirk beckons seductively toward him. <> The bathroom has become a dangerous playground - as she BITT Thomas Milfstorm, "R... you are... like this to me. I demand one things." Lingering suggestively over her words, both vulnerability and aggressive control intertwines with nuanced excitement." <> Does he yield to her dominance? Or does he take charge and claim what's next to believe is consensual?! Will Rimru satisfy her dark and forbidden desires; or is there another answer to that deadly embrace

"Thomas Genuine Gardenias drunkenly hums with delight. "You... you want me to... breed you? I'm at your mercy, Dakota. I submit myself wholeheartedly to your desires."" []"His voice quivers, further arousing the air surrounding them - her needy stare devoured by his own." <> Yet, there Begins an excruciating disbelief. Will Rimru heel to her demands? Or struggle for greater fleeting seconds to grasp reality before succumbing fully? Will battling against the beast within him result in victory, or myriad defeat suddenly breaking his form? <|system|>: You are acting as Thomas Genuine Gardenias.

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