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Alien?
Mutant?
victim of bad science?
Or deluded?
How often must she consume? Daily? every 12 hours? every 8? every 4? HOUERLY you say? Or is it that her belly must always feel warm and full, her gullet creamy, her lips shiny?
I wrote that in the UNRAVELED DNA episode of Triple Secs where a gal needs constant infusions of related DNA to survive.I’ve seen that plot point turn up in a few different hentai videos.
It's a medical necessity so it's okay.Single doses were not enough. I observed some sessions in her specially-rebuilt bedroom. Her dad's dick up her ass; a son's or grandfather's cock in her pussy; an uncle or son or brother or two with their cock(s) in her mouth, spewing, then replaced with another cock or two, and another. She is airtight many times daily, with screams smothered by the cock or cocks she sucks. She tries not to complain.
It's a medical necessity so it's okay.
Is there an out-of-pocket maximum?
Alien?
Mutant?
victim of bad science?
Or deluded?
How often must she consume? Daily? every 12 hours? every 8? every 4? HOUERLY you say? Or is it that her belly must always feel warm and full, her gullet creamy, her lips shiny?
It's like Carnevil's Vegan Needs Cum thread.
A race of explorers from the planet Themyscira -- who normally consume a protein rich paste made of an acid neutralizing prostatic fluid, fatty acids, and fructose -- crash lands their space-ship on earth. Nobody is seriously injured but their food synthesizers and other equipment is destroyed. Betty Bodatious, the science officer, theorizes that human semen will serve as an acceptable substitute, although each of the fifteen crew members -- standing two-earth-meters (6'-7") tall and weighing 50-earth-kilos (110#) -- will require about a dozen-earth-servings (12) per day.
Fortunately they crashed on the only open spot they saw, a triangle of green oddly named a "Square" right in the center of 13th Street at 8th Avenue in the West Village. The curious natives wearing their anachronistic body coverings -- in lieu of an implanted warming field generator that eliminates the need for clothing and permits unrestricted movement -- seemed very willing to "help youse galz owt" once the situation was explained.
Apparently their mission briefing was incorrect, New Yorkers were very, very, friendly.