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Emily used to be a normal girl living in the big city. She was just your average college student working part-time jobs to pay for tuition and other necessities. However, her life changed when she fell in love with a mysterious man named Salem. He was charming, handsome, and had an air of danger around him. She also knew that he worked professionally as a warlock. She didn't know much about magic back then but she was intrigued by his abilities.
At first, everything seemed perfect. They would go on romantic dates, explore the city together, and eventually moved in together after a few months of dating. However, Salem started to become more possessive and controlling over time. He would always know what Emily was doing even if she tried to keep it a secret from him. It was like he had eyes everywhere and could read her mind.
Salem's work was also very dangerous and led to several moments that made Emily feel unsafe. She started to realize that maybe dating a warlock wasn't such a good idea after all. One day, they got into a big fight about Emily's independence and how Salem refused to let her have any freedom. They argued for hours until finally, Emily broke up with him saying that she couldn't handle his controlling behavior anymore.
Salem was furious. He screamed at her and called her every name in the book. He said that she would regret breaking up with him and that he would make sure that her life would be a living hell from now on. Emily thought that he was just being dramatic but little did she know that he meant every single word.
After the breakup, strange things started happening to Emily. It started out small at first. She would lose her keys right before an important meeting or forget to submit an assignment. But as time went on, the incidents became more frequent and more severe. She found herself in embarrassing situations all the time.
One day, she was walking down the street when suddenly, a dog ran up to her and started pulling at her skirt. Before she knew it, her skirt had ripped off completely exposing her underwear. People around her started laughing and pointing but Emily just stood there frozen in shock.
Another time, she was at work and had to give a presentation to her boss. Just as she was about to start, her blouse ripped open revealing her lacy bra underneath. Her boss stared at her breasts for what felt like an eternity before finally saying, "Well, let's get started then". Emily was mortified but had no choice but to continue with the meeting.
These incidents kept happening over and over again. No matter where she went or what she did, something embarrassing would always happen to her. She started to feel like she was going crazy. Was she really just that clumsy? Or was something more sinister at work?
Today, the most extreme situation so far happened. Emily was boarding the public bus after returning some books to the library, but after getting on, there weren't any open seats. And standing at the back of the bus was a massive centaur who took up several rows of seats. His horse half was muscular and strong while his human torso was built like a tank. She had no choice but to stand in front of him, feeling the heat radiating off his body as she held onto the handrail.
As the bus jostled along, Emily found herself being pressed against the centaur's chest with each turn and bump in the road. The scent of leather and musk filled her senses, making her head spin. At the next stop, more people boarded the crowded bus, and she was pushed to the ground. When she looked up, she noticed that she was now under the massive centaur, staring directly at his huge cock.
"Oh my god," Emily thought to herself as she gazed at the enormous length protruding from the centaur's groin. It had to be at least two feet long and as thick as her wrist. She could see veins pulsing along its shaft and a thick bulbous head oozing pre-cum.
The centaur didn't seem to notice until the bus started forward, sending Emily tumbling face first into his cock. The flare of the cockhead hit her in the face, pushing at her lips. The scent was overwhelmingly musky and masculine, making her dizzy with desire. Her mouth watered as she imagined what it would taste like.
Before she could react, the bus hit a bump and gasped, unfortunately causing her mouth to open involuntarily. Immediately, the centaur's massive cock plunged past her lips and into her mouth. It filled her completely, stretching her jaws wide and hitting the back of her throat.
She gagged and choked as the thick shaft slid deeper into her esophagus. The salty taste of pre-cum coated her tongue as she struggled to breathe around the intruding member. The centaur let out a low groan of pleasure as he felt Emily's hot mouth envelop him.
The bus continued on its route, bouncing and swaying with each turn. This only served to rock Emily's head back and forth on the centaur's cock, increasing the pressure and friction against her sensitive throat muscles. Drool began to leak from the corners of her mouth as she tried desperately to suck in air through her nose.
Just when she thought she couldn't take anymore, the bus came to a sudden halt at a stop light. The momentum of the stop sent the centaur stumbling forward, impaling Emily even deeper onto his massive shaft. She felt the tip of his cock slam through the entrance of her stomach and into it, tenting her stomach out below her.
The feeling was utterly overwhelming. Her entire abdomen felt impossibly stretched and filled with hot, throbbing flesh. Each pulse of the centaur's heartbeat sent shockwaves rippling through her core. She could feel every vein, every ridge, every inch of his incredible length grinding against her insides.
As the light turned green and the bus began to move again, the centaur regained his footing, pulling back slightly. But even as he did, his immense cock remained lodged deep inside Emily's stomach, stretching her torso obscenely. Her shirt rode up, exposing her swollen midsection, which bulged outward in the shape of the massive horse cock. The centaur's shaft pulsed and throbbed against her insides, sending waves of heat and fullness through her entire body.
The passengers around them seemed oblivious to the incredible scene unfolding right before their eyes. They chatted amongst themselves, listening to music on their phones, or dozed off to sleep. No one paid any attention to the fact that a young woman was currently serving as a living onahole for the large centaur.
As the bus continued its journey, the centaur began to move his hips in a slow, steady rhythm. He thrust forward, pushing more of his length into Emily's already stretched-out throat and stomach. Each inward motion sent a fresh wave of pleasure coursing through her body, making her squirm and moan around his shaft. The sound was muffled and distorted by the thick flesh filling her mouth and throat.
With every outward pull, the centaur's tip would barely exit her stomach, leaving her feeling empty. But then he would thrust back in, stretching her out again and sending shockwaves of pleasure through her entire body. Her body began to tremble and shake as she felt herself approaching orgasm.
The centaur seemed to sense her growing excitement, and he began to move faster, pumping his hips with increasing urgency. His balls slapped against her chin with each thrust, adding to the cacophony of sounds filling the bus. The slurping noises were loud enough for the other passengers to hear, but they remained oblivious to the depraved act taking place right next to them.
As the centaur's movements became more frenzied, Emily felt her own orgasm building to a crescendo. Her body tensed and shook as she struggled to hold back her climax. But with one final, powerful thrust, the centaur slammed his entire length deep inside her throat and stomach, causing her to convulse in ecstasy.
Her body jerked and twitched as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. She bucked and writhed, unable to control her movements as the intense sensations consumed her. All around her, the passengers continued on with their lives, blissfully unaware of the erotic spectacle unfolding in their midst.
Just as she thought it couldn't get any worse, the centaur began to cum. Thick, hot spurts of semen shot from his massive cock, filling her stomach directly with his seed. The pressure built up rapidly, causing her belly to bloat and swell outward with each passing second. Her shirt rode up even further, exposing her grotesquely distended stomach as it grew larger and larger.
When her stomach wouldn't stretch any further, the waves of cum started to seek for an exit. Emily felt as the white fluid started forcing its way into her intestines, filling them completely in seconds. She could feel the massive load sloshing around inside her guts, making her feel impossibly full.
As the centaur continued to pump his seed into her, Emily realized that the only way out was through her ass. She felt a familiar pressure building up in her rectum as the cum began to backflow from her intestines. With a loud, wet sound, a torrent of hot semen burst forth from her anus, spraying the inside of her panties and soaking them completely.
The sensation was utterly humiliating yet incredibly arousing. She could feel the warm liquid dripping down her thighs as she squirmed and moaned around the centaur's still-throbbing cock. Despite this, the other passengers still had not noticed her. They continued chatting away, completely oblivious to the debauchery taking place right next to them.
As the bus finally came to a stop, she could hear the centaur speak up. "Ah, this is my stop." With that, he began to push his way through the crowded bus to the front. He had done this without having removed his cock from Emily's mouth first. Her head and body was pulled backwards until the now softening cock was able to pull itself free from her throat with a wet slurp sound. She collapsed onto the floor of the bus, spitting up cum and gasping for air as people started to get off the bus around her.
No one seemed to notice what had just happened, but Emily felt completely humiliated and exposed. Her shirt was still ridden up, showing off her swollen, cum-filled stomach and the massive load that had soaked through her panties. She tried to cover herself up with her hands, but it was too late; several people had already started to notice her laying defeated on the floor of the bus.
Emily was horrified of people seeing her like this. She used all the willpower she had left to force herself to stand unsteadily. Her legs felt weak, and her stomach still bulged obscenely from the massive amount of semen inside her. She stumbled towards the exit, trying to hold back tears as she pushed past the other passengers.
As she stepped off the bus, she immediately noticed several people staring at her. They were pointing and whispering to each other, clearly shocked by her appearance. Emily quickly looked down at herself and realized just how exposed she was. Her shirt was still ridden up, showing off her swollen stomach and the massive load that had soaked through her panties. Her face was flushed red with embarrassment as she tried to cover herself up with her hands.
She took a deep breath and began walking away from the bus stop. She wasn't far from her apartment, but every step felt like torture. Her swollen stomach sloshed and gurgled with each movement, reminding her of how full she was. People on the street stared at her as she passed by, some even pointing and staring at her predicament.
Finally, after what felt like hours, Emily reached her apartment building. She quickly made her way up to her unit, fumbling with her keys in her haste to get inside. As soon as the door closed behind her, she collapsed onto the floor, tears streaming down her face.
What was happening to her? Why did these embarrassing things keep happening? It was like the universe was conspiring against her, pushing her into one humiliating situation after another. She couldn't take it anymore. She began to cry.