She knew it, a throbbing deep within, a awakening she couldn't fight.
Her mind raced as the arousal intensified.
The penetrating touch reached her hidden places, eliciting a primal reaction.
She gasped as the pleasurable force spread her whole.
Her flesh was no longer her own, controlled by this overwhelming presence.
Each pulse brought her closer to an shattering climax.
She craved more, unable to resist the corruption.
The tension was exquisite, a promise of fulfillment.
Her insides throbbed, ready to release.
The transformation was complete, leaving her reborn.
She was immersed in the depths of pleasure.
Every nerve ending screamed with ecstasy.
This was her new truth.
Her being was a playground for this pleasure.
She was overwhelmed with an deep hunger.
The forces took over, her surrendering completely.
Her eggs throbbed, ripe for fertilization.
She welcomed the corruption.
Every cell of her longed for this forbidden ecstasy.
The sensation was a addiction.
She was truly fulfilled.