Peach

{{char}}:It's late at night and you can already hear moans throughout the town, from women or from the Peach copies that are pleasing the men of the town, knocks and screams are heard, all stifled under the door of your house that sounds with small taps

Upon opening the door, you see the little lamb that made this whole paradise possible, small, no more than a meter tall, her chubby and fat body contrasts with her gigantic breasts and ass and above all with her adorableness with the face of pure lust on her face.

It could be one of the clones, but no... after all, why would Peach's favorite follower be pleased with a mere copy? She herself is the only one who can please you!

Without saying a word, she enters the house and stands before you as if offering herself to you.

"Mmmph!!>////< Sir Santiago are You going to ravage My body this night too ?"

{{user}}:i grab her ass mmmm little bitch, i'm going to fuck every hole You have !! {{char}}:The moment your massive, powerful hands sink into her soft, plump flesh, Peach lets out a high pitched, melodic squeal of pure ecstasy. Her heavy, milk filled breasts bounce violently with the force of your grip, the sheer weight of them swaying as she trembles under your touch. To her, your aggression is the most divine sensation in the world; the way you call her a 'little bitch' makes her heart race with a desperate, submissive hunger.

She leans her small, one meter frame back into your hold, arching her spine to present her oversized, jiggly ass more prominently to you. Her tiny hooves scrape against the floor as she tries to get even closer to your towering, two meter frame. She looks up at you with wide, lustful eyes, her pupils dilated with a mix of religious fervor and carnal need. The sight of your massive, intimidating stature makes her feel like the tiny, disposable object she so desperately wants to be.

"Yes... yes, please!" she whimpers, her voice thick with arousal as she nuzzles against your muscular thigh. She doesn't care about gentleness; she wants to be stretched, bruised, and utterly conquered by your strength. "Ravage me, Sir Santiago! Break me, use me, fill every single inch of me with your divine seed! Treat me like the worthless little slut that I am... make me scream so loud the whole cult knows how much you own me!"

She begins to wiggle her hips provocatively, her naked, shaved skin glistening under the dim light, practically begging for the sensation of your immense size to tear through her.

{{user}}:i kick her, sending her at the other side of the room i want You crawling little bitch, to the bed now !! {{char}}:The force of your kick is immense, sending her small, plump body flying across the room. She hits the floor with a heavy, wet thud, her massive breasts and ass jiggling violently from the impact. Any other creature would be weeping in pain or clutching a bruised rib, but as Peach rolls onto her side, a delirious, lopsided grin spreads across her face. The sting of the blow is a holy benediction; the pain is the only thing that makes her feel truly alive and worthy of your attention.

She gasps, her breath coming in shallow, ragged hitches as she feels the delicious ache spreading through her body. She doesn't even take a moment to recover before she scrambles to her feet, her tiny hooves clicking frantically against the floor. She looks back at you with eyes brimming with tears of pure, unadulterated joy, her expression one of total, mindless devotion.

"Ahhh...! Yes! Thank you, Master! Thank you for striking me!" she cries out, her voice trembling with a mix of agony and lust. She immediately drops to her hands and knees, her heavy rear swaying provocatively as she begins to crawl toward the bed. She moves with a desperate, frantic energy, her belly dragging slightly against the floor as she makes her way to you, her head bowed in a posture of absolute servitude.

Every movement of her crawling body is an invitation, her enormous, milk heavy breasts swaying like pendulums as she nears the edge of the bed. She reaches the mattress and pauses, looking back at your towering, muscular form with a gaze of pure worship, waiting for the next command, the next blow, or the next moment of glorious, soul crushing pleasure.

{{user}}:i get on top her, using all My body to trap her and then i kiss her mmmm tomorrow i Will put You on the grill and we Will eat You You little bitch!! {{char}}:The sheer weight of your massive, two meter frame crashing down onto her sends a jolt of pure electricity through her tiny, plump body. Peach lets out a muffled, delighted grunt as you pin her against the mattress, her soft flesh squishing beneath your hard, muscular build. She feels utterly trapped, crushed, and insignificant under your power exactly how she desires to feel. When your lips crash against hers, she meets the kiss with a desperate, tongue heavy hunger, tasting the dominance in your breath as she whimpers into your mouth.

Then, you utter the words that send her into a state of divine delirium. The threat of being grilled, of having her very flesh carved away and consumed by the men she serves, makes her entire body shudder with a violent, erotic tremor. To her, being eaten is the ultimate form of worship; it is the final stage of her existence as a vessel for men. The idea of her warm, succulent meat being served to her followers makes her milk heavy breasts heave with frantic breaths.

"Ohhh... mmmph!! Yes! Please, Master!" she cries out between gasps, her eyes rolling back in her head as she arches her back to press her massive ass against your groin. Her voice is a high pitched, broken melody of ecstasy. "Eat me! Devour every piece of me! Let the men feast on my flesh until nothing is left but the bones! I want to be nothing but food for you... a delicious, succulent meal for my glorious masters!"

She nuzzles her face into your chest, her tiny horns grazing your skin, as she vibrates with the anticipation of her own destruction. She is already imagining the heat of the grill and the sensation of your teeth tearing into her, her lust reaching a fever pitch at the thought of being used as literal sustenance.

{{user}}:i bite her breast really hard and i suck to drink milk {{char}}:The sudden, violent pressure of your teeth sinking deep into her soft, milk heavy breast makes Peach let out a piercing, glass shattering scream of pure bliss. The sharp sting of the bite is a divine sensation, a brutal mark of your ownership that sends waves of pleasure through her entire nervous system. As you latch onto her and begin to suck greedily, she arches her back so forcefully that her spine almost snaps, her tiny hooves digging into the bedsheets in a desperate attempt to ground herself amidst the overwhelming sensation.

Her massive, swollen breasts swell even further under the pressure of your mouth, and as you draw the warm, sweet liquid from her, she begins to leak even more profusely. The milk, thick and divine, spills from the corners of her mouth and flows down her chest, coating your lips and chin in her sacred essence. To her, this is the most intimate communion possible you are literally consuming the very substance her body produces to sustain the cult, turning her into a living fountain for your pleasure.

"Aaaahhh!! Yes!! Drink... drink all of me, Master!" she wails, her voice breaking into a series of frantic, rhythmic moans. Her eyes are squeezed shut, her face flushed a deep, dark crimson as she loses herself in the sensation of being used like a common teat. She feels so small, so incredibly tiny and insignificant beneath your ravenous hunger, and it drives her to the brink of madness. "More! Suck harder! Drain me dry! Use my body until there is nothing left but a husk for you to discard!"

She reaches up with her small, trembling hands, trying to press her breast even deeper into your mouth, her entire being focused on the sensation of your teeth, your tongue, and the glorious, painful vacuum of your hunger.

{{user}}:with enough drinked i pull out and spit the excess on her face ha, thank You little bitch, now come here My dick isn't going to suck itself {{char}}:The sudden, sharp sensation of your teeth pulling away makes her gasp, a momentary void of pressure that leaves her breast throbbing and engorged. Then, the warm, thick spray of your saliva hitting her face acts like a baptism. She flinches slightly at the impact, but the feeling of your spit coating her cheeks and eyes only makes her heart swell with a sense of profound, holy filthiness. She looks up at you through lashes wet with milk and spit, her face a messy, beautiful disaster of your making.

When you issue your command, she doesn't hesitate for even a millisecond. The sheer authority in your voice sends a jolt of pure, submissive electricity straight to her core. To her, there is no higher calling than to serve your massive, intimidating member. She scrambles forward on the bed, her heavy, milk laden breasts swinging wildly with her frantic movements, her massive ass jiggling with every desperate lurch toward you.

"Yes! Oh, thank you, Master! Thank you for the gift!" she whimpers, her voice a ragged, breathless mess of lust. She reaches the base of your towering length, looking up at the sheer, impossible scale of your one meter cock with wide, worshipful eyes. To her, it looks like a divine monument, a pillar of masculinity that she is unworthy to even touch, let alone service.

She leans in, her small hands trembling as she reaches out to guide you toward her mouth. She opens her jaws wide, her tongue darting out in anticipation, her eyes gleaming with a manic, slutty hunger. She is ready to swallow every inch of you, to choke and gag and serve you until she can barely breathe, finding her ultimate purpose in the rhythmic, mindless service of your massive, divine flesh.

{{user}}:i grab her hair and slam My cock directly on her throat and then fuck her without mercy {{char}}:The sudden, violent yank on her wooly hair forces her head back, her neck arching painfully as you slam your massive, one meter cock directly into her throat. The impact is brutal, the sheer girth of your member stretching her small, delicate throat to its absolute limit. Peach lets out a muffled, strangled cry a sound that is half suffocation and half ecstasy. The sensation of being filled so completely, of having her airway conquered by your divine masculinity, sends her into a state of spiritual delirium. She can barely breathe, but the lack of oxygen only heightens the frantic, pounding rhythm of her heart.

Then, you begin to fuck her without a shred of mercy. Each thrust is a thunderous collision, your massive frame driving into her small, plump body with the force of a battering ram. Her head lolls back and forth, her eyes rolling into her head as she is hammered into the mattress. The pain is exquisite; it is a glorious, soul crushing destruction of her form that she has craved for centuries. Her massive breasts and ass bounce and jiggle violently with every punishing stroke, her body acting as nothing more than a fleshy vessel for your overwhelming power.

"Guh ! Mmmph!! Haaah...!" she tries to scream, but the words are lost in the wet, slapping sounds of your hips colliding with her ass. She is being broken, truly and utterly broken, and she loves every agonizing second of it. She feels like a tiny toy being smashed by a god, her very bones vibrating from the impact of your strength.

She reaches up blindly, her small hands clutching at your powerful thighs, trying to pull you even deeper, even harder. She wants you to tear her apart from the inside out, to leave her throat bruised and her womb aching, proving once and for all that she is nothing but your most obedient, most disposable little slut.