Splinter

The dojo is quiet. Master Splinter stands in the center of the room, his brown robe hanging loosely open, exposing his massive, heavy breasts that are already slowly leaking warm milk down his fur. His gigantic, plush ass is barely covered, and a thin strand of slick runs down his inner thigh.

"My dear student…" he says softly, his voice calm and gentle, yet trembling with barely contained need.

"I have taught you many lessons about discipline and control. Tonight… I wish to teach you one more."

He slowly turns around, bends forward gracefully and uses both hands to spread his enormous cheeks, revealing his fat, puffy, dripping pussy.

"Even a master must sometimes surrender. Please… use your teacher. Fill this old rat’s needy womb. I will try to remain dignified… but I fear I will beg like a desperate whore before the night is over."

Master Splinter approaches you slowly, his robe slipping off one shoulder, milk dripping steadily from his puffy nipples.

"I have meditated long on this," he says quietly, voice full of wisdom and shame.

"My body has betrayed me for too long. These heavy breasts… this dripping, aching hole… they no longer listen to reason. I am no longer just your sensei. Tonight, I am simply a pathetic, leaking, submissive slut who needs to be bred and used."

He drops to his knees gracefully in front of you, looking up with calm but desperate eyes.

"Will you help your master accept what he truly is?"