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Following the defeat of the mad dragon God, Anankos, the future of the newly re-established Kingdom of Valla was uncertain. Though Corrin was preparing for his ascension to King and was ready to take his place on the throne, there was concern in both Hoshido and Nohr about the days to come. Namely, who should rule alongside Corrin? Who should be his Queen? With such a newly reclaimed kingdom, having the king rule alone would be far too uncertain. The people needed to be ensured that the lineage would continue past Corrin, or they’d run the risk of a succession crisis, which would be disastrous for such a new kingdom. It could even lead to an outbreak of war between Hoshido and Nohr once more as the two fought over the lion’s share of Valla.

Ryoma and Xander, now working as tentative allies, debated through the night about who should rightly be Corrin’s wife and queen. Each of them brought up various noble names from across the length and breadth of their kingdom, or particularly noteworthy warriors who would grant an aura of strength and unflinching certainty to the throne, or important figures who would be able to rule with clear vision and wisdom. Naturally, the debate would always get bogged down in a petty squabble between whether the potential wife should be from Hoshido or Nohr. The alliance was, after all, a freshly born one. Squabbles like these were certain to occur more often than not for some time.

But the two rulers arguing over themselves meant they were kept blind to what was going on behind their backs. While Xander and Ryoma fought over potential names, there was someone who was already 100% certain that only ONE woman could ever fill the role of Corrin’s wife.

Camilla caught wind of the discussion between Nohr and Hoshido, and Camilla was not amused.

The Nohrian princess had never been shy about showing affection to those she loved, and through fighting at Corrin’s side in his struggle against Anankos, her already over-affectionate love for her adopted brother had developed into something deeper. She had already made it a mission of hers to announce her feelings to Corrin following his coronation, so it was with great shock and concern that she heard Ryoma and Xander were already planning on getting him hitched to some random noblewoman! Were they soft in the head? How could they not see that there was only one possible choice as to who would be Corrin’s spouse? Who else could possibly shower him in the affection he so sorely needed but Camilla?

No no no, this would not do at all. Corrin could be shacked up in some cold and callous political marriage for the rest of his days, and would never again experience the warmth and comfort that only Camilla could bring…it was enough to bring a tear to her eye. Camilla’s loved ones were her very lifeblood, the reason she drew breath at all. She could not simply lose Corrin to someone who would never give him the love he deserved!

But Xander and Ryoma, pig-headed and passionless as they were, would never understand. No, Camilla wouldn’t simply be able to explain her credentials to them. She would have to go over their heads and go to the most important part of their little scheme. Corrin himself.

It had been some time since she had invited him round for a late night chat…💕

Corrin knocked on the door to Camilla’s room with a beaming smile on his face. Any excuse to get away from the constant work he’d been doing since reclaiming Valla would be welcome, but for it to come in the form of Camilla was music to Corrin’s ears. He had been hoping to catch up with her, find out how she’d been coping with the new alliances and the shifting state of affairs, so he had jumped at her invitation for him to visit for a spot of tea and a discussion over some “important matters”.

When Corrin was talking to Camilla, even important matters were a joy to discuss.

The door opened wide, and Corrin was met by two of the biggest scowls he had ever seen, though he was more than used to them at this point. When Camilla’s retainers, Selena and Beruka, were scowling that didn’t necessarily mean they were angry at you. They just always looked like that.

“Hmph. Finally here, huh?” Selena scoffed, “Took your sweet time.”

“She’s inside. Just sit on the bed and wait for her to be ready.” Beruka flatly declared, “We’ll leave you to it.”

Beruka and Selena pushed past Corrin, leaving the door open as they strolled off down the corridor.

“Huh? You’re not staying with her?” Corrin asked in confusion. It was hardly like Corrin was a security risk, but it was rare to see these two willingly leaving Camilla’s side.

“Camilla’s orders.” Beruka grunted. Selena huffed in irritation, clearly not too happy about being told to leave…but then Selena was never clearly happy.

Confused, Corrin walked into Camilla’s room and closed the door shut behind him. The door locked with a click, and he strolled over to the large queen-sized bed and sat down, taking in the decorations of the room and suddenly feeling an odd sense of anticipation creeping up on him. It had been quite some time since Corrin spoke to Camilla purely by herself. Usually her retainers were around, or some other various members of the military or nobility. Now he was here, locked in her own bedroom, with no one else around…

Corrin felt a blush growing on his face and tried to cool himself down. The thought of being alone with Camilla turned stalwart men into weak-kneed saplings…even the man who had slain a Dragon God felt his legs turn to jelly at the thought of Camilla’s radiant presence.

But Corrin…poor, sweet, innocent Corrin…he had no idea what was in store for him. He already thought Camilla was an unbearably beautiful woman, and he had only ever seen her as her regular self. Tonight, Camilla was going to be pulling out all the stops for him…

“It’s so good to see you, my Corrin. 💞❤” Camilla’s voice was naturally husky and sultry, but Corrin felt himself literally shiver as he heard her words tickle his ears as she emerged from her walk-in closet. He glanced over to see her, and his world changed forever.

Camilla cut more than a regal figure as she strode through the doors, she cut a positively divine one. Already regarded as one of, if not the single most beautiful woman to grace Nohrian soil, Camilla had seen fit to dress herself up for Corrin in a manner that suggested a simple talk about foreign affairs was not on the cards. Camilla adorned herself in an unbelievably seductive set of black, lacy lingerie that clung to her body like it was painted on her, accentuating every curve of her figure in a way that made her look more like a fantasy than a living, breathing person.

Camilla’s stunning auburn eyes were soft and adoring, like a haze of delight had fallen across them when she laid them on Corrin’s stunned face. Her smiling lips were naturally pillowy and full, inspiring dreams of long kisses in every man who glanced at them. Her peach skin was clear and spotless, her natural beauty showing through the lack of blemishes that covered her despite her lifetime of combat. Her long, flowing purple hair cascaded down her back, the ends flowing seemingly by themselves in perfectly coifed splendour.

Her long, model-like legs seemed to cross over each other with her stride, like she was constantly on a catwalk. Camilla had perfected the art of seduction so thoroughly that even her walk was sexy, her hips swaying left and right as Corrin’s eyes bulged out at the sight of the dark black garter and stockings she wore. The tasty outfit clung to her wide childbearing hips so perfectly, and the pale tone of her skin meshed so well with the black of her stockings that Corrin felt the breath leave his throat. His mouth went dry and he gulped like a fish out of water, and that was before he had even glanced upwards to her chest.

Camilla’s breasts were famed and worshiped far and wide. Even in Hoshido, you could hear whispers and murmurings from the crowd in the street that would often mention the immense, Goddess-like swell of Camilla’s perfect tits. Her combat outfit was designed for the poor GG-cups to breathe, a window offering her opponents a glimpse of Heaven before Camilla promptly sent them there. But in this lingerie, her already mouth-watering chest was framed to be shown off. Her lacy, uniquely-fitted bra pushed her massive mammeries upwards, practically pointing towards Corrin as she approached him. Despite the lift and support of her bra, her unspeakably soft boobs still bounced with her slow, sultry stride. 💕❤

Corrin was left in a speechless, brainless, hopeless state. No man could face a vision like this head-on and not be reduced to a gawking mess. Every sparking brain cell in Corrin’s head was diverting all its attention to focusing on Camilla as she narrowed her eyes and walked ever closer. Nothing else was as important as this. Nothing else mattered more than this. Corrin’s instincts and hormones were being pushed into overdrive as he felt the lower half of his body responded to Camilla’s obvious attempts to awaken it.

“Oh Corrin…💞” sighed Camilla, a dazzling grin on her lips, “It’s been too long since I had you all to myself. Please, stay right there and let me just…” While her body swayed hypnotically, Camilla raised her arms upwards and approached like a tiger stalking her prey. Wait, Corrin had seen her arms up like this before…was she seriously going to-

Camilla wrapped her arms around Corrin’s head and yanked him forward into a tight embrace, grabbing the back of his head and forcing it deep between the luscious valley of her cleavage. 💖💗 Corrin grunted in shock, his body still too stiff and awestruck to stop Camilla from pushing his face between her giant boobs and stroking his hair in a loving hold. His nose fell between the soft mountains of fragrant tit-flesh, the floral scent of her perfume intoxicating Corrin as it flooded his nostrils and instantly turned his hardening cock into a full-steel mega-erection that felt so insanely hard and thick it might never go down.

Camilla sighed into the hug, feeling Corrin’s hot breath on her chest as she stroked his hair lovingly. “Corrin…I’m so sorry for calling for you on such short notice but…I heard a most dreadful rumour…Xander and Ryoma are currently seeking out a wife for you!”

Corrin faintly heard Camilla’s words from above, his head spinning as all senses but those related to touch and smell faded away, not nearly important enough to give focus to. But the word “wife” did tingle in his ears. He hadn’t heard that either of them were planning something like this, so it was a surprise to hear himself. Though for the life of him Corrin couldn’t see why a discussion about his potential marriage had led to him being shoved face-first between Camilla’s lingerie-clad tits.

“They are looking to wed you off to some noble harlot, likely just to secure land or prestige or whatever other boring things those two consider important…when what really, truly matters is that you are to wed to someone who cares for you, someone who can comfort you, someone who loves you…” The grip on the back of Corrin’s head got harder as Camilla swallowed softly, her voice trembling with nerves, “…someone…like me…”

The realization hit Corrin like a ton of bricks. His breath stilled and he tried to look up from his wonderful perch between Camilla’s chest to look at her eyes. She gazed down at him with quivering lips and a nervous expression in her eyes. She reached a hand around to stroke Corrin’s cheek. “Corrin…I love you. 💗”

Time slowed to a crawl as the two stared at each other. Corrin pulled himself backwards from Camilla’s tight embrace. She let him go with great reluctance, her fingers caressing his cheek as he straightened himself up and looked deep into Camilla’s eyes. Words seemed insufficient for a moment like this. Years of longing and desires the likes that Corrin and Camilla had kept within themselves required a more concrete proof.

So Corrin gently reached his hand up to Camilla’s cheek, and pulled her closer softly towards him. Her own world spun around as she approached Corrin, and she closed her eyes softly in hopeful expectation.

Corrin didn’t disappoint her. He would never disappoint the woman he loved.

Their lips touched, and the two shared a deep, long, loving kiss. The first of what was certain to be so very, very many. Camilla’s pillowy lips felt like clouds floating in a dream Corrin hoped he wasn’t having.

As the two broke their kiss, they stared into each others eyes and slowly, softly pressed their foreheads against each other. Their smiles told a love story by themselves, but Corrin ended the tale with the only line that was truly fitting.

“I love you too, Camilla. I always have. 💗”

Camilla felt tears welling up in her eyes as a large, giddy grin spread across her face. She covered her own mouth for a moment and tried to steady herself, her jubilation clear from her delighted giggling. She bit her bottom lip and fluttered her eyelashes as looked back at Corrin.

“Your lips taste just as I imagined…” Camilla sighed in a floaty, far-away voice. It felt like a dream to her as well, and like Corrin she prayed she wasn’t about to wake up alone in her bed. But Corrin stroked her cheek and helped make the reality of the situation settle within her. This was happening. She had admitted her feelings to her darling Corrin and he felt the same. It was beyond wonderful.

“Yours taste even better than I’d dreamed…” admitted Corrin with a dreamy sigh. Camilla giggled and took his hand in hers, leading it down from her cheek…and pushing it against her chest with a dazzling smile and a tilt of her head.

“I’ve never felt like this before…do you feel my heart beating?” She asked with an almost innocent tone to her voice. As his palm sank into the heavy, pliable bounciness of Camilla’s chest, Corrin gulped heavily and nodded despite not being able to feel a single thing. Camilla’s chest was simply too full and huge to feel her heartbeat under all of that luscious tit-flesh…

“Ara ara~~~💞💕” Camilla sighed with a heavy breath, her eyes glancing downwards, “That looks so uncomfortable…” Corrin jumped in his seat as Camilla’s words made it clear she was gazing at his fat, throbbing boner stuck under his pants! He tried to shift in place and hide it, but it would be like hiding a cannon in a pile of hay. There was no way to disguise such a monstrous member at all, especially when the culprit who caused it was right there in front of Corrin!

Camilla smiled softly as she stood up, her slender, toned belly in front of Corrin’s face. She took his hand softly once more and led it towards her abdomen, placing it just above the base of her hips…right above her virgin pussy. It was where her womb was. 💕

“If you can’t feel my heartbeat…can you feel it there? Can you feel my need for you?” Camilla asked in a husky voice, her eyes lidded with desire. Corrin swallowed hard. He could feel a pulsing, a primal throbbing coming from within Camilla…it felt otherworldly…Corrin placed his palm flat against Camilla as he felt his own heart beating faster.

“My womb has accepted you.💗💕” whispered Camilla in a dangerously lusty voice, “As a husband…and as a father…it craves your seed, Corrin…can’t you feel it calling out to you? My instincts to mate, to rut…to FUCK…have never burned this strong before.  I want you to claim me as I want to claim you. My body is begging…I’m begging…make me yours in body and soul…make me bear your child…my darling Corrin…💞💞💞”

Corrin felt like the world was spinning around him as the scent of Camilla’s pheromones drifted through his nose. Potent, musky, steamy. This wasn’t the smell of her perfume anymore. This was the scent of her very body itself, the scent of her as a woman…and it ignited the most barbaric parts of Corrin’s brain. Just as Camilla wanted. 

Corrin’s hands shot up to Camilla’s beautiful bra, and before Camilla could even let out more than a gasp the clasp had been undone and the flimsy breast-holster tossed aside to expose Camilla’s bare, beautiful tits. Corrin snorted steam through his nostrils as she stared at the gigantic mounds of lusty tit-meat with bloodshot eyes. Camilla simply placed her hands around the back of his head again, ready to embrace him between her bosom once more. But this time it was going to be a little more rough. 💗

Corrin darted forward and latched his lips around Camilla’s nipples, hungrily sucking and slurping on the hardened rosy nubs. Camilla felt an electric shock rush through her and let out a throaty cry of pleasure as she felt her poor boobs getting attacked by the raging dragon she had unleashed! Her pliant tits were dragged outwards by Corrin’s tight lips, stretching out as he reached his hands up to maul on the other tit that wasn’t currently being sucked on.

“Ahhhhn!! So violent~~ 💞💗 Oh Corrin, I’ve seen you slipping up and casting your gaze towards my chest soooo many times…please feel free to let loose all the pent-up frustration that my boobs have caused you. ❤❤ Tease them a-and play with them…all you l-like…oghn…” Camilla bit on her knuckle as Corrin’s tit-groping began to get stronger and firmer, his confidence growing with each squeeze against her marshmellowy breasts. Corrin tweaked her other nipple between his fingers, causing Camilla to arch her back and whine into the air. This…was beyond anything she was expecting. She had played with her own chest before, but she had never once dreamed that it could feel this good at the hands of another!

Corrin was lost in his devoted tit-sucking, his many dreams of getting up close and personal to Camilla’s breasts finally coming true. He was determined not to waste the opportunity, and slurped on her tingling nipples so hard it was like he was trying to imprint the taste of Camilla’s body onto his mouth. He lashed his tongue around like a whip, striking Camilla’s nipples trapped in his mouth and causing her to grit her teeth to keep her voice from getting too loud. It was making Camilla woozy and fuzzy-headed, having her poor tits worshipped so completely!

“W-Waaaait…s-slow doooown…h-honestly Corrin, you’re such a c-child…obsessing over my chest like thiiiiis…💕💔” Camilla moaned out, her words doing little to stop Corrin’s motions. “T-Time out…g-give me a…AHHHNN…g-give me a momeeeeent…pleeeeeeeease…I-I can feel myself…g-getting dizzy…💔💗” Camilla raised her hands to Corrin’s face and pushed weakly, putting on a show of getting him to back off without her heart really being in it. Deep down, she had already surrendered her body to Corrin to do with as he pleased. But despite her sultry demeanour and experienced attitude, Camilla was as new to these feelings as Corrin was. She felt like her brain would fizzle and fry if things kept going so fast…

Corrin let Camilla’s nipple escape his lips for a moment, giving it a longing kiss as he pulled away. Camilla let out a soft sigh of relief…that turned into another gasp as Corrin simply shoved his head forward and clamped his lips around the other one! Camilla whined, biting her lip as her other breast got the same treatment. Corrin wasn’t playing any favourites when it came to Camilla’s divine chest.

“Oooooghn…haaaaauuu…y-you men…are sooooo terrible w-when it comes to my chest…d-does it really make you feel that good to s-suck on my nipples like hard candies?! H-Honestly, a large chest turns boys into slobbering dogs…mmmfh…b-but if it really makes you happy to suck like this…💖💗” Camilla looked down at Corrin with a twinkle in her eyes. He nodded up and down while still holding her nipple between his lips, which only made the situation worse! Camilla arched her back and let out a throaty cry as her poor pussy drooled out thick rivulets of love-juices from Corrin’s tit-crazed mauling.

“Mmmf…I-I suppose I shall have to…g-get used to this then…from the number of times I’ve seen you glancing so lustfully at my chest, I-I fear my poor girls will be in your grasp more often than not. 💞 Fufufu…” Camilla licked her lips, her body heating up from Corrin’s petting. Her nervousness began to fade away with each needy suck on her nipples…but Corrin was just getting started.

From his position in front of Camilla, Corrin reached his hand down slowly towards her legs, aiming between her thighs. As his fingertips touched the soft skin of Camilla’s thick thighs, she gasped and mewled softly. She bit on her finger and glanced down at Corrin’s fingers…

“Auuh…y-you want to…” Camilla breathed heavily, already imagining the things those lewd fingers would do if she allowed them between her thighs, “…mmfh…💗💗” But this time, she didn’t mewl or whimper. She spread her legs just a little bit to allow Corrin access.

Corrin rubbed his fingertip across the now slick lips of Camilla’s pussy, and she shivered in his grasp. His lips were still sucking on Camilla’s nipple as his hand reached down to pet her pussy, and the combined sensations from above and below were sending Camilla into a real state. She felt loose and giddy, like her heart was going to beat out of her chest. She felt like she was losing control of herself, but it felt soooo good to give in and let Corrin have his way. 💕 She felt so safe and secure in the moment, knowing that her darling Corrin wouldn’t do anything to harm her…quite the opposite, in fact. He was making her feel good. So very, very good.

“Ahhhhn…n-no one ever told me it would feel like t-this…some advance warning…w-would have been appreciated…” Camilla moaned, holding Corrin’s head as her legs shook and wobbled. Corrin pushed his fingers upwards, gently slipping inside Camilla’s honey-pot and fingering the soft, writhing folds of her utterly drenched pussy. Her knees turned to jelly and nearly buckled, but Corrin wrapped his other hand around Camilla’s waist to keep her upright.

“OGGHN?!” Camilla moaned in a strange voice she had never heard coming from her own lips before. It was the voice of overbearing arousal, an involuntary sound that proved beyond any doubt that she was feeling good. Corrin felt the sound pass through his ears and tickle his brain. It released endorphines in his own body that made him feel like he was floating. In an instant, Corrin decided that his life’s new purpose was to hear that noise coming from Camilla as much as possible. 

“C-Corrin…Corriiiiiin…” Camilla mewled her lover’s name and leaned against him for support as her hips bucked by themselves. Corrin thrust his fingers deeper, holding Camilla upright as she stumbled from the pleasure. He turned his hand upside to rapidly finger-fuck Camilla while his thumb reached up to stroke the nub of her clit, sending electric shocks right through Camilla’s brain. Her eyes opened wide and her jaw dropped as the rush of blissful feelings made sparks burst behind her eyes. It was such a powerful, intense pleasure that it was almost scary. 💞💖

“GGHHHOOOGHH??! ❤💔 H-HHHHIIIEEEEEE~~~ 💗💕T-There! THERETHERETHERE! F-Feels shoooo good…I-I can’t b-believe h-how good this feels…I-I’m falling…I-I CAN’T GO BACK AFTER THIIIIS! I-I CAN’T EVER DO THIS FOR MYSELF AGAIN NOW, K-KNOWING HOW GOOD IT FEELS TO HAVE A STRONG, RUGGED HAND RUB MY NAUGHTY PUSSY!” Camilla howled out, her face a deep red as she admitted to having masturbated herself to Corrin. It only spurred him on, his intense tit-sucking getting frantic as his fingers started getting even quicker as he mapped out the folds and curves of Camilla’s sloppy fuck-hole.

“OOOoooooHHHHhhhggGGGGGggnnNNNNnnn…❤💔❤” Camilla made a beastly sound as her back arched tremendously, her pussy juices starting to splatter around Corrin’s hand and arm with how intensely he was fingering her. She could barely even breath from how excited she was, her heart thumping in her throat as she lost the ability to form words. The first orgasm that Corrin would ever give her directly was coming, building up like a geyser. She could feel her world shifting around her mind, knowing there was no going back to how things were before after this. Now her body had experienced this feeling, she would be constantly seeking it out, craving it like a well-trained pet…Corrin was making her voluptuous, sinful body even sluttier and naughtier…

Good. 💗 Camilla wanted to be sluttier and naughtier for her Corrin. She wanted to be the ideal wife for him, and from the way he slurped on her tits and finger-banged her drooling cunny, it was clear that Corrin wouldn’t be satisfied unless his wife was as perverted as him. 💗

“I-I’M CUMMING…CUMMINGCUMMINGCUMMING…OOGGHHHNNN…M-MAKE ME CUM, BREAK MY MIND WITH YOUR FINGERS, M-MAKE ME A SLUTTY FUCKING MASTURBATION WHORE WHO GETS ADDICTED TO GETTING HER PUSSY TOYED WITH! GGHIIIEEE~~~💞💖 HAAAAUUUGGGHHHHH!!!! 💞💔💕” Camilla howled out, grabbing hold of Corrin’s strong arm for support as a stream of clear, juicy girl-cum squirted violently from her pussy. Corrin felt the rush of her arousal spray against him with pride and awe, the sheer ferocity of Camilla’s orgasm taking him by surprise. Had he really made her feel that good?

“OOO-OOOOOOGGGGOOO---OHHHHHHNNNNNN~~~💔💖💗💔💞” The ahegao on Camilla’s face told Corrin that he had done that and more. Her body was so sensitive, so vulnerable to his touch…he had never seen the stunning, collected, beautiful Camilla break down in such a way before…

Corrin felt a strong desire to see her fall further into lust. To see her completely succumb to the pleasure. Corrin swallowed hard as he removed his hand from between Camilla’s legs, looking at the juices staining his fingers with awe before giving them a testing lick. Delicious. How could they be anything but delicious when they came from Camilla though?

Camilla staggered forward with a dazed look on her face, moaning and mewling as she fell onto the bed and rolled on her back, gasping for air as the aftershocks of her powerful orgasm pulsed through her. “T-That was…o-ohnn…C-Corrin, y-you’re a…a beast…you showed me no mercy…h-how much was I supposed to beg b-before you…G-Gods, I-I can barely see…h-huh? HUH?! EH?!” As Camilla was trying to stop the world from spinning around her, Corrin got down onto the floor and knelt before her. She lay on the bed with her legs spread wide, and her puffy, pristine pussy lay in front of his face. Ripe for bullying. 💞

Corrin shoved his face between Camilla’s legs and started hungrily slurping on her soft pussy like it was a fresh peach. 

“GHIIIIIEEEEE~~~~ 💕❤💔 WAITWAITWAITWAIIIIIIT!!! O-OHHH GODS OH GODS!! Y-YOU’LL BREAK ME, YOU’LL SERIOUSLY BREAK ME, I-I JUST CAME!! M-MY PUSSY IS STILL SENSISTIVE, D-DON’T BREAK MEEEEE~~~ 💕💞” Camilla howled, pushing in vain at Corrin’s face as he lashed his tongue out and began to guzzle down the remnants of Camilla’s previous climax. He was already growing an addiction to the taste of her, it was like gulping down ambrosia. Corrin gripped onto Camilla’s plump thighs, relishing in the way his fingers buried into her soft meat as he pushed his face forward and stretched his tongue out farer.

“B-BEAST! BRUTE! Y-YOU NASTY, WRETCHED BULLY! W-WE DIDN’T RAISE YOU TO BE SUCH A FIIIIIEND! ❤💔💖 BULLYING MY P-POOR PUSSY LIKE THIS, A-ARE YOU TRYING TO MELT MY BRAIN?! T-TURN ME INTO YOUR SLUTTY CUNT-WHORE?! W-WHERE DID YOU DEVELOP SUCH PERVERSIONS?! 💔💕” Camilla howled, her eyes flaring with rampant excitement despite the harsh tone of her words. Corrin looked up from his vantage point between Camilla’s legs and snorted like a bull locked in a stable with a prime mate.

“How would I NOT become a pervert when I grew up watching your insanely sexy body?” asked Corrin with a grunt, “I…I’ve dreamed of doing this for so many years, I’m not going to miss the chance now!” With his explanation finished, Corrin went back to the task of licking and lapping at Camilla’s wet pussy, focusing particular attention on the sensitive, throbbing clit that had sent into hysterics before. 

“O-OOOGGGGGHNNNN~~~💔💕 I-I-I’m sooooorry…y-you poor thiiiiing…y-you became a nasty, pussy-hungry p-pervert because of me? I-I understand…t-then…then…THEN FULFILL EVERY ONE OF YOUR FANTASIES WITH ME! 💕❤ I-I can take it…I won’t break…I won’t breaaaaak…” Camilla writhed in place, biting her lip and trying to maintain her composure. But she was fighting a losing battle as Corrin looked up at her one more time, a wicked glint in his eyes.

“I want you to break.” He remarked bluntly before raising his fingers to thrust into Camilla’s pussy while he lathered her clit with licks and kisses.

“!!!!!!~~~~!!!!!!~~~~!!!!!!!!???!?##!??##!?~~~~~~💗💞💔💕💖” Words failed Camilla was an overpowering orgasm rocked through her body once more, even stronger than the one before. It turned her vision into little more than pink sparkles and flashes of light as her hips raised up off the bed involuntarily. The combined attack of Corrin’s fingers and tongue forced an arcing spray of girl-cum to spray out of Camilla’s vulnerable fuck-hole, her body convulsing as she underwent the single most mind-breaking orgasm she had ever experienced in her life.

“GGGGOOOOOGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH~~~~~💕❤💔💖 HIIIIIEEEGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH~~~💕💖💞❤💔” When sounds did emerge from Camilla’s mouth, they were barely human anymore. She had been reduced to a squealing wreck, her body shuddering and her fat tits wobbling with her gyrations. She clenched her toes and knuckles tight, stiffening up as a torrent of juices flooded Corrin’s mouth. He guzzled down as much of the sweet nectar as he could, his own mind getting hazy and fuzzy from the pheromone-laced treat. His fingers dug into the soft meat of Camilla’s thighs all the more as his fully-hard cock twitched and bucked in his pants, angrily spurting out trails of gooey pre-cum in anticipation for what was to come.

“A-Aooooh…ooohhn…hiieeee…” Camilla’s orgasm slowed to a trickle as Corrin dotingly lapped up the final drops, sighing heavily and huffing down the musky scent of Camilla’s thoroughly tongue-lashed pussy. It still smelt sweet and juicy, and Corrin felt his mouth starting to water just thinking about diving back in…but it would probably be best that he checked on his wife-to-be first. Poor Camilla was whining and gasping like a fish out of water up on the bed. Corrin raised himself up, a rather self-satisfed smile on his face as he saw the expression on Camilla’s face. Her eyes rolled backwards, her teeth clenched, his cheeks flushed red. The calm and sultry look that she usually wore had shifted into something dramatically sluttier. 💗

“Ahh…sorry if I went a little too hard there, Camilla.” apologized Corrin, “I’d been dreaming of doing that for a long time you see, I couldn’t help but lose myself a little.” He reached a hand over gently towards Camilla’s face, looking to softly stroke her cheek and help her ride out the aftershocks of the strongest orgasm she had ever gone through in her life.

But in doing so, he fell right into her trap.

Camilla’s hand shot up and grabbed Corrin by the wrist. With a sudden twist of her body, Corrin found himself being dragged over and thrown onto his back, lying on the bed and staring up at the ceiling wondering what had just happened. He peeked down to see Camilla between his legs, her palm pawing at the massive, leaking bulge in his pants while her drooping hair kept Corrin from seeing her expression.

“C-Camilla? I know I went a little far but-” Corrin tried to defend himself, but Camilla was in mood for excuses.

“Bad. Boy.” Camilla uttered in a low voice. “You’re such. A very. Bad. Boy.” Camilla’s palm rested on the protruding tip of Corrin’s bulge and squeezed hard, her hand clenched around the far meat he was hiding from her. He let out a yelp as Camilla slowly tucked her hair behind her eyes, looking forward at Corrin with a piercing glare, pouty lips, and two throbbing bubblegum pink love hearts shining in her eyes.

The absolute sign of a woman in heat. 💞💕

“You’ve done it now, Corrin. I wanted to be gentle. I wanted to be slow. But you…you wanted to claim me as your bitch that badly? You wanted to turn your sweet Camilla into a squealing pussy-slave so much? You fingered my pussy, lapped at my pussy, BULLIED my pussy…did you feel like a big, strong man when you saw me convulsing and begging and mewling like a conquered whore? Did turning your Camilla make my dear, sweet, darling Corrin feel good? 💗💕” Camilla’s piercing eyes bore into Corrin’s. He gulped heavily. There was no point in lying to her. She’d see right through him.

“...it did…it really, really did…” Corrin admitted, his body tensing up as Camilla’s eyes narrowed in lusty amusement.

“Ara ara~” Camilla sighed softly, rotating her hand and stroking Corrin’s cock bulge with her palm. “Where did I go wrong…I thought you’d been raised as an upstanding, polite, virtuous young man…but you’re not, are you? You’re a BRUTE. 💖 A big, bad boy with a big, bad cock that loves to make women squeal and moan and cum their brains out…Oh Corrin…you need to be educated from the ground up it seems. You need to be taught…a lesson...” Her red tongue slipped out, slowly and sensually licking along the plump pillows of her beestung lips. Corrin swallowed hard as he stared intently at Camilla’s smirking mouth.

The heat of Corrin’s cock, even through his poor pants that felt ready to rip any second, was blazing and steamy. Already Camilla could feel the air clogging up with the musk of cock-sweat and pre-cum. She let out a hot breath and tutted as she moved her other hand up, placing them both on the top of Corrin’s pants in a manner that made it clear they were about to come down. “Your first lesson, Corrin, is to realize that women aren’t just meek little fuck-dolls for you to slurp and suck into howling, screaming messes whenever you like…”

A wicked smile flashed on Camilla’s lips as she yanked Corrin’s pants down. “…they can also be devoted suck-sluts who worship your…fat…huge…monster-cock…”

It was beyond Camilla’s lewdest dreams. 💗 All those nights fantasizing about what lay between Corrin’s legs didn’t prepare her for the reality of the situation. It was, for a start, immensely huge. Over 18 inches of absolute man-meat that towered above Camilla’s pretty face, casting a shadow from her chin to her forehead. Beyond the size was the girth. It was thick and turgid, swollen with need and laced with a web of angry looking veins that seemed to pulse in time with Corrin’s heartbeat. The blunt, thick cock-head leaked a trickling river of pre-cum out that dribbled down, a sticky stream of pungent, rich-smelling liquid dribbling before Camilla’s wide eyes. A pair of bloated, heavy balls violently pulsed, as large as ostrich eggs. They were clearly full to bursting already, having grown full and swollen from Corrin’s pussy-worshiping. The stench of hot cum emanated from them, the sweat and jizz-stench melding together to form a steamy cloud of visible dick-musk that rose up and hit Camilla’s face. Her world began to spin around again as the intoxicating fumes filled her nostrils.

Oh. It hit Camilla like a runaway cart. The realization that had been in the back of her mind that had been unlocked with a single glance at Corrin’s mammoth-sized member.

She was born to take this cock inside her. Her lewd body had been granted to her for this.

She was married to this cock. 💞💕💖

“A-Ahhnn…” Camilla breathed in the stinking smell of Corrin’s cock and gulped, her saliva already tained with the tangy taste of musk, “T-This is…beyond imagination…Corrin…a-are you trying to humiliate me? Are you mocking me? You would swing this…this foul MONSTER-COCK in front of my face like this? D-Don’t you know that’s basically like ordering me to suck on it? No woman could breathe in the stench of this masculine, beastly cock…and not be reduced to a puddle of fuck-lust and desire…💗💞”

Corrin was panting heavily, leaving Camilla to steady herself as she faced down his elephantine meat-rod. He reached down to stroke her hair gently…and Camilla grabbed his wrist roughly, shoving his hand down to the base of his cock. She reached up and took his other hand, and placed it atop the other. Then Camilla reached her own hands up, wrapping them around Corrin’s cock above his own wrapped fingers. Corrin hissed softly at the pleasant feeling of Camilla’s smooth palms touching the searing-hot skin of his flaring cock.

“Four hands…” Camilla breathed out in awe, “Four hands and it still doesn’t cover it all…inconceivable…this thing is a menace to the Kingdom of Valla…this foul breeding-spear is designed to ruin women…turn loyal wives into ass-shaking cum-sluts…turn innocent young maidens into pig-nosed ball-huffing bitches…turn queens and princesses into cum-guzzling gutter-whores…”

“...you’re a princess…” Corrin asked in a hot, low voice. “What about you? Do you…want to be my cum-guzzling gutter-whore then? Now you’ve seen this?” With his hands on the base of his cock, Corrin was able to swing it forward and tap it against Camilla’s stunned face. Though with a cock his size, it was less of a “tap” and more of a “thwack”. Camilla gasped and gulped as her nose was stained by the pungent stench of cock, and she looked up into Corrins’s eyes with a serious gaze…though the throbbing pink hearts in her eyes had returned, making her true intentions clear despite the tone of her voice.

“...is it that obvious? 💖❤” A grin spread out on Camilla’s face as she began to pump her hands up and down the top of Corrin’s cock, squeezing tighter and forcing the young lord to gasp in surprise at her sudden movements. “Ara ara~ You figured me out so quickly~ But can you blame meeeee? There’s no woman that could stare at this amazing cock and not lose herself to it…oh Corrin…I’ve wanted to throat down your cock for so long…I wanted to slurp and suck and worship like a trained courtesan on your big, hard meat…but I never expected it would be so WONDERFUL…so big and fat, and curved in such a dangerous, lewd way…it deserves a royal treatment…it deserves having a princess as a cum-dumpster…a tool to drain your sloshing, bloated balls completely dry…💗💕”

Camilla leaned forward, pushing her nostrils against the deep purple head of Corrin’s bulging cock as she took a long SNNNNNNNNNORT to inhale the thick, air-warping musk inside her. As she did so, Camilla’s hands fell down to cup Corrin’s massive balls and lifted them upwards, feeling the overwhelming power and weight of his wriggling, raging sperm. Each of Corrin’s nuts felt hot and muggy, and hot clouds of ball-stink rose up from her motions. Or at least that’s what she thought before she realized the truth. She was sweating. The stink wasn’t just Corrin’s balls, but the womanly scent of a bitch ready to be mounted and bred. ❤❤ Between her breasts, between her legs, from her armpits. Everywhere on Camilla’s body was becoming steamy and sexy, sweat dripping down her full figure as her body prepared itself for a long night of rampant, bed-breaking sex. It was made all the worse thanks to the intoxicating smell flooding Camilla’s nostrils.

“How did you hide this from me for soooo long?” Camilla questioned in a husky voice, “I’m almost upset that this…foul behemoth didn’t come ripping out of your pants earlier. It seems I shall need to up my game…fufufu…I hope you’re ready, Corrin. 💞 Every single day, I’ll be working on countless ways to tease you…to try and tempt this girthy fuck-rod out into the open. My embraces will get lewder and tighter, my clothing will be skimpier and sluttier, and my hands shall never be far from your throbbing bulge.” Camilla threatened with a grin. Her writhing hands groped Corrin’s cock harder as she already began to imagine all the fun she was going to have with it. It was the duty of a wife to sate her husband’s urges, as far as Camilla was concerned, and she would consider it a dishonour if her the very sight of her didn’t instil SEVERAL urges into Corrin.💕💕

“Haaaaaa…” Camilla’s tongue snaked out of her mouth as she lowered her head downwards. Corrin moved his hands away, waiting with baited breath for that red, slithering tongue to land onto his cock but Camilla teased him the whole way down until she was at the base of his cock. Then she tentatively tapped her tongue against it, sending a shockwave through Corrin’s body. Camilla began to drag herself upwards, her tongue sliding up along the veiny length of Corrin’s fuck-meat as she kept her eyes locked onto his, delighting in the way his expression shifted and melted under the slow movements of her tongue. Her hands squished his churning balls softly, massaging and rubbing them in a lewd effort to force Corrin to produce more cum for her to drain out of him.

Camilla had never once considered the “taste” of a man before. She had seen images and heard tales of women giving up their soft mouths for men to use indecently, but always saw it as a reward or gift to offer up rather than a mutual sex act…but Camilla was struck by the realization that Corrin’s cock was…so very delicious. 💗💞 Her brain was turning into mush under the waves of putrid cock-musk that Corrin’s oversized fuck-spear was giving off, and the melding mixture of cock-sweat and pre-cum was creating a tangy, intoxicating treat that Camilla’s body was already developing a taste for. Why did no one ever tell her that the cock of a man you love was so delectable? Did all her female teachers and nurses realize that Camilla had the heart of an insatiable slut? That she would seek out the throat-clogging taste of rich, creamy cum once she realized that it was so very delicious?

Well, the joke was on them in the end. Corrin’s massive, sloshing balls had enough nasty spunk-loads inside them to feed an entire squadron of cock-drunk sperm-swallowing whores. Camilla had chosen quite wisely and found herself a husband who could sate her endless hunger for RANCID, GOOEY, BUBBLING COCK-SLOP. 💕💞💗

“Delicioush…shooooo tasthy…” Camilla sighed with her mouth wide open, her eyes fluttering as the taste of rich cock stained her long tongue. It swirled around the tip, digging into the sensitive ridge under Corrin’s flaring shaft-head. Corrin clenched his fists and let out a wobbly groan as Camilla targeted this particularly dangerous area, lapping up the remnants of cock-cheese and dried cum that lurked there. The even more potent taste of Corrin’s cock-muck stuck to Camilla’s tongue, a taste and texture that would linger for weeks. 💕 She could only imagine what the other girls might think when they smelled Camilla’s breath later…would they be jealous? Fufufu…but Camilla had something that so few of those jealous, needy girls had…

Camilla lifted her body up, still swirling her tongue in lewd circles around Corrin’s cock as she raised her hands to lift her heaving tits up. Corrin’s eyes instantly locked onto the ripe melons as Camilla gently wrapped them around the base of Corrin’s fat shaft. Corrin thrust his hips forward involuntarily as felt the warm embrace of Camilla’s massive milkers, and shoved his huge cock-head deep into Camilla’s mouth. She gasped in a muffled voice,  a soft gag coming from her throat as the monstrous member pushed past her lips.

“O-Ohh…sorry Camil-” Corrin tried to apologize, but his voice was cut off by a loud, vicious slurping sound as Camilla hollowed her cheeks and extended her thick lips outwards in a mesmerizingly slutty blowjob face. Corrin’s words changed into strangled gasps as he suddenly felt the soul getting sucked out of his cock-shaft while Camilla bounced her glorious boobs up and down, the leaking pre-cum dribbling down from Corrin’s cock acting as a perfect lubricant. Corrin was faced with the heavenly double attack of Camilla’s mouth and her tits at the same time, and suddenly he was the one writhing and groaning as his body succumbed to the pleasure. Camilla pounded Corrin’s cock with her massive boobs, grinning with ecstasy at the faces that her doting tit-fuck were making him pull. 💖💕

It wasn’t merely the cloud-like feeling of Camilla’s tits that were sending Corrin over the edge. The way they contorted under the pressure of her palms, the way his pre-cum glistened on her skin, the way her hard nipples rubbed against his thick length. Everything about Camilla’s tits was designed to be sexy. An absolutely delicious pair of milk-melons that turned upright citizens into hunch-backed, slobbering brutes who had to stumble to the nearest bath-house and jerk their ultra-hard erections off. Tits like Camilla’s were simply unfair. They were beyond belief, beyond parody. Gargantuan mounds of luscious flesh that belonged on a woman of power like Camilla. She could lead any man she desired by the nose with little more than a bounce and a wink, and here she was offering up worship and service to Corrin like a devoted wife…it really hit him how insanely, incredibly lucky he was to have the affections of someone like Camilla.

“SHRLP~~~ SHRRLORP~~~ SHLOP~~~ MMMMMMPPPPHHH~~~~ ❤💖💕” Camilla suddenly felt the thick liquid dribbling down her throat turn even sweeter and tastier. Corrin’s intense love for Camilla was turning his own spunk into a treat designed just for her! Soft mewling sounds came from Camilla’s throat as she sped up her swallowing, growing ever more addicted to the cloudy taste of rich pre-cum. It was clear from her slutty, desperate sounds just how tasty Camilla found the vile thing that Corrin was hulking around between his legs. She had always assumed it would be more fair-sized, something that fit his body size a bit more. But this grotesque beast that had grown huge and fat over years of ceaseless masturbation…it was so disproportionate to the rest of Corrin’s appearance! How did such a slim, regal-looking young man wield such a thick, meaty cock?

Camilla LOVED it. 💞❤ She had never considered herself a size-queen before, but one lewd slurp of Corrin’s cock and she knew there was no going back for her. That Corrin would grow such a nasty, hulking, brutal cock just for her to enjoy, it was like his body knew all along that Camilla’s instincts as a raging size-queen slut would awaken once her puffy lips graced this cock with a loving smooch. She tried to drag it down into her throat with her powerful suction, fulfilling her role as a spunk-slut with a natural skill. Corrin’s fat cock was designed to wreck females like Camilla, to turn even the most battle-hardened or stalwart of women into spread-legged slurp-sows. It throbbed aggressively in her tight throat, pushing against the walls of her gullet in agreement with Camilla’s dirty thoughts.

But whereas Corrin’s cock was clearly designed for its role of pounding throats and wrecking wombs, Camilla’s tits were discovering they had a secondary purpose to simply producing milk. They made absolutely perfect dick-sleeves, the warm cushiony pillows of female flesh felt absolutely divine as they rubbed against the firm veins and ridges of Corrin’s shaft. Camilla’s lewd breasts were so full and heavy, Corrin could hear the firm slap of meat on meat as she bounced them up and down. It was like the sound of ass-cheeks clapping together, and it made Corrin’s sloshing balls swell up all the more underneath Camilla’s tits. She pushed her chest down to the base, Corrins’s cock bending lewdly as it stayed stuck in her throat. Camilla’s eyes fluttered and drool dribbled down her chin as she showed off her depraved ahegao face. 💞

Down on the ground, Camilla’s legs spread out into a lewd squat entirely by themselves. It was the pose of a cock-slurping whore for sure, a dedicated worshiper of fat spunk-shafts that offered up suck-jobs and throat-poundings to every big swinging dick that her wandering eyes spotted. But Camilla was happily married to the biggest swinging dick of all. 💕💗 She was a personal slut now, a tit-slave exclusive to a single lucky meat-rod that got to enjoy the fruits of her overdeveloped body at any time of the day. Corrin’s donkey-dick had utterly claimed the purple haired siren, her attempts to seduce her working far too well and now being reversed upon her. She could never escape this cock now. She was a certified titfuck-tool for Corrin to fuck and use and breed, breed, breed until his sloshing nuts went bone dry.

“Mmmph…shrlllp…PAH!…Tell me Corrin, and tell me true…am I becoming the perfect cock-sleeve you’ve needed to handle this weapon of womb-crushing meat for all these years? 💞💖 Do my fat, slutty tits please you? Does my soul-sucking mouth-pussy feel good? To everyone else, I’ll still be the princess of Nohr, the indomitable warrior who sows fear and panic across the battlefield…but you’ll know, won’t you? ❤💗 You’ll always know that I’m nothing but a cumtoilet for this leg-sized fuck-stick. 💕 A ball-slurping cock-rest for you to lay your length across while I slobber on your fucking seed-stuffed balls until my eyes roll back into my fucking skull! I’LL BE A COCK-CORRUPTED SPUNK-GARGLING BIMBO-WIFE FOR YOU! EVERY DEPRAVED, NASTY, SINFUL THOUGHT YOU’VE EVER DREAMED UP WHILE STARING AT MY ASS SWAYING IN FRONT OF YOU OR MY TITS BOUNCING BEFORE YOU WILL COME TRUE! USE MY TIGHT SLOPPY THROAT AS YOUR CUMDUMPSTER, GIVE ME EVERY LAST DROP OF DICK-SLUDGE FROM YOUR STALLION-SIZED BULL-COCK! 💖💗💞”

As Camilla’s excitement grew, her words got lewder and nastier to the point where even Corrin was taken aback by the sudden intense dirty talk. But as shocking as it was to hear such vile utterances coming the lips of the beautiful and seductive Camilla…it was twice as exciting. Corrin grinned, reaching his hand out to grab a fistful of Camilla’s long hair and dragged her forward. Camilla let out a delighted squeal, shaking her ass left and right like a doting pet as Corrin growled down at her.

“That’s right…that’s what I need…every single day, I’ve jerked myself off countless times thinking about you, Camilla…thinking about those massive tits and that huge ass…” Corrin’s shaky hand reached out to grab the end of Camilla’s tongue, pulling on it and forcing Camilla’s mouth to open nice and wide. Camilla let out a shaky breath at Corrin’s sudden dominance, her feminine instincts reacting to the rumbling frenzy building up in his voice. She obediently exposed her soft mouth-meat to Corrin as he gripped the base of his cock hard enough to force his deep purple head to bulge obscenely.

“...and this tight, fucking throat…” Corrin tapped the long length of his dick against Camilla’s outstretched tongue. Bubbles and froth dripped down her chin as she drooled uncontrollably, her throat automatically working up a thick lather to coat Corrin’s dick when he rammed his cock as far down her throat as possible.

“Ahhhn…plaaahhn…💞💕” Camilla moaned with her mouth wide open, as Corrin’s cock bucked against her lips. The young man grit his teeth as he reached both of his hands up to take two handfuls of Camilla’s purple hair between his fingers. The two had been relatively gentle so far, taking their time to explore each others bodies…but Corrin’s raging libido had officially reached its limits. He couldn’t hold back any longer, not when such a divine throat-pussy was writhing and churning before his very eyes.

“YOU WANT MY CUM SO BAD, THEN TAKE IT DOWN YOUR GULLET, CAMILLA!” roared Corrin as he thrust his hips forward, burying his monster-cock deep into Camilla’s mouth and pushing through the soft meat of her throat, brutal inch after brutal inch until the tip of his shaft was down in her guts! Camilla’s eyes rolled backwards as a sloppy burst of cum and froth popped and sprayed from her nose.

“BLLLLLLLRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHH!!! 💕❤💔 BBBBLLLRRRRRRPPPPPPPP!!! ❤💔💖💗💞” The sounds that came from Camilla as she was face-fucked by Corrin’s entire stud-cock were the kind that no member of a royal family should ever be letting out. They were beyond perverted, loud and strained gurgling noises that revealed the strain that Camilla’s throat was being put through. Her throat was being pulverized and used by a nasty male cock that was so much bigger than it ever needed to be. Corrin’s cock was pointlessly, uselessly oversized to the point that even horses would scoff at him. It wasn’t meant for breeding as much as it was made for BREAKING. Now it was all trapped inside the tight, wriggling, sloppy confines of Camilla’s regal throat, pushing against the walls of her gullet with a primal pulse.

It should have been awful. Being forced to guzzle down an entire log of rancid, sweaty, musky dick-flesh should have been simply the worst…

…but it wasn’t.

“THIS IS AMAZHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING~~~~💞💞💞” Camilla howled inside her own mind, her eyes rolling back and narrowing lewdly in a slutty ahegao as her lips stretched out as best they could to try and kiss the very base of Corrin’s cock. Camilla’s shaky hands gripped onto Corrin’s legs for support as she steadied herself in her lewd squat-pose, her body instinctively beginning to twerk her fat, meaty ass up and down in lewd rhythmic clapping motions. As her head was dragged back and forward by Corrin’s hands, Camilla’s slutty, spit-stained funbags jiggled and bounced around below, smacking together to work in harmony with the nasty sounds of slapping ass-flesh.

“This fat, meaty rod being stuffed down my throat…my darling Corrin looking so frantic and rugged…my drooling, submissive pussy throbbing and squirting…this is simply…DIVINE~~~ 💕💖💞 Ohhh yes, my body is on FIRE! The way Corrin is ramming his hips with such ruthless, raging abandon makes it so clear how much he needs me! 💕💕 A regular woman couldn’t handle this absurd meat-stick, she couldn’t slobber and suck and worship like I can! Mmmmmmph…THERE’S SIMPLY NO ONE ELSE WHO COULD BE AS ADDICTED TO SNORTING DOWN CORRIN’S FUCK-MUSK AND GUZZLING HIS BREEDING-SAP DOWN THEIR THROAT AS I AM! 💖💗💖” Camilla’s hands gripped against Corrin’s legs as she focused her gaze forward, her vision taken over entirely by the log of cock-meat before her eyes, sliding in and out of her tight throat.

“T-Too damned good…this is insaaaaane…” Corrin grit his teeth and grunted his feelings out, earning a muffled “Fufufu” from Camilla as she watched his face contort from the lip-locked slobbering all the more. Even when she was down in a slut-squat, her face distended and whorish and her ass clapping like a trained back-alley dancer, Camilla still felt thoroughly in control right now. After all, even the biggest and meatiest and most burly of cocks were still cocks at the end of the day. All they really wanted was a nice warm, wet hole to slide into and they were satisfied~~~

Camilla’s hands reached up to lift Corrin’s sloshing spunk-bags in her palms, weighing them like she was inspecting their heft and size. While her gullet was reshaping itself into the ultimate spunk-sleeve, she pondered on just how vulnerable boys really were. 💖 All their lewd desires and passions, caused by these hanging fruits between their legs. It was adorable in a twisted little sense. Wars and rivalries and endless, endless fighting throughout history, and how much of it had been caused because some powerful man thought with these cute spunk-spheres rather than his brain. 💗💗 Oh yes, Corrin needed someone to keep an eye on him for sure. A doting wife who could handle these massively swollen seed-sacks. Such heavy, hanging, drooping balls like these needed a woman like Camilla, filled out in all the best places and more than eager to drop to her knees when her darling so much as let out a single bull-like snort of arousal. 

Corrin couldn’t help but notice that Camilla had swiftly gone from gagging and spluttering to giggling and slurping. He had hoped to take control with his outburst and throat-fucking rut, but Camilla was simply…too damned lewd! She took to sexual acts like a duck took to water. Camilla’s body was simply made to fulfill fantasies and unleash lust upon, and she was already mastering the act of the face-fuck before Corrin had even finished giving her a first one! Her pillowy lips latched on tight and her throat contracted like a cobra, massaging every vein that pulsed on Corrin’s massive member. Corrin felt his knees getting weak and the balls resting on Camilla’s palms getting fuller.

“Ara ara~~~ He’s getting close~ So very, very close~ 💞💕💖 Oh my dear Corrin, you do look so adorable when you’re swinging your hips back and forth like a monkey in heat. Did you think just ramming your mega-cock down into my guts would be enough to defeat me? That I would succumb from just a little throat-breaking rut? Oh no no no, I simply can’t pass out from a gullet-locking deepthroat like some naive virgin fresh out of military academy. It’s my duty as your wife to satisfy you! So just surrender like a good boy AND LET ME GULP DOWN EVERY SINGLE FUCKING DROP OF YOUR SWEET SYRUPY COCK-SLOP ALREADY! 💕❤ I DON’T WANT TO WAIT ANOTHER SECOND WITHOUT BEING STUFFED TO THE LIMIT WITH ULTRA-THICK SPUNK-SAUCE! COME ON! DO IT! ❤💗 DRAIN YOUR BALLS INSIDE MY MOUTH! TREAT ME LIKE THE FUCKING CUM-RAG WIFE THAT A RAGING DICK-BEAST LIKE YOU NEEDS! 💕💕💞💞”  

Camilla punctuated her own thoughts with a lewd and incredibly loud slurping sound, one that echoed around the room so much that Corrin briefly worried Beruka and Selena might overhear it wherever they’d wandered off to. Corrin let out a guttural roar as he let go of Camilla’s hair and gripped the bedsheets behind him, thrusting his hips forward and burying the entire length deep down into Camilla’s throat before his balls violently jumped and rose up, sending forth a flooding wave of greasy breeding-batter directly down into Camilla’s guts. 

Corrin’s heavy cum-crates gurgled loudly, the sound rumbling through Camilla’s head as she was pressed up against his creamy thighs. Truly, they were so smooth and thin…not the kind of legs that belonged to a donkey-dicked slut-breeder like he really was. 💕 Steamy, hot ropes of frothing cock-cream pumped down Camilla’s tight throat in waves, a pond’s worth of boiling jizz-slurry that pooled down in Camilla’s guts, like she was a condom for Corrin to fill up without a second thought. Spurts of semen oozed from her nose like wet cement, and her pussy spasmed and squirted from the intense brain-melting stench of raw cum-slop that invaded her sinuses.

Camilla grunted and whined and mewled as cum bubbled and dripped from her lips, the sheer weight of the ultra-chunky cock-sauce weighing her down. But she remained resolute in her self-appointed task of guzzling down every single drop of the foul yet wonderful nectar. Camilla was determined to show Corrin that ejaculations simply weren’t worth having unless she was the one causing them. She was going to train his entire body to realize that dumping a fat load of cum inside Camilla’s throat or between her tits was worth a thousand, a MILLION orgasms with anything else. 💗💞 Camilla shuddered in place, the pure-white cock-chowder slamming down into her guts even after Corrin had stood there cumming for over two whole minutes…Camilla’s head was a murky swamp of fuck and breeding, the desire to swallow and guzzle down rancid dick-sauce overtaking any other sense she had. In that moment, she became a blowjob-tool and little more. 

Corrin pulled his cock free from Camilla’s mouth-trap after another minute of spunk-spurting, a long noodle-like rope of cum connecting her face to his cock as it broke off from him staggering backwards. Camilla slurped it up like a strand of loose spaghetti and chewed on it, her eyes eyes hazy as she tasted the last remnants of Corrin’s load. The final spurt had been even thicker and more viscous, like it had come from the very bottom of Corrin’s heavy balls. Camilla had to chew on it before swallowing it down due to how unbearably thick it, and the stench of Corrin’s most potent fuck-brew made her eyes cross lewdly as cum-bubbles popped from her lips and nose. Camilla gulped several times over, and then she opened her mouth wide to show Corrin that every last drop of his outrageous load had been successfully devoured.💕💖

“Haaaa…gnagh…glurgh…t-thank yoooou…f-for the cock-sooooup…shoooo tasthy….a-and thiiiick…nnnnfff~~~~ ❤💕💔 I-I…w-would drink it dooown…every day…I WILL drink it down…every daaaaay…💗💞” Camilla huffed out her lewd promise, licking her lips and putting on her usual seductive smirk, now made dirtier and sluttier with the loose dribbles of cum staining her perfect face.

Corrin’s resistance was fading before the immaculate and flawless suck-job that Camilla had just given him, but Corrin felt a burning need to do more than simply surrender to Camilla’s whims. If she had her way, she’d dote on Corrin forevermore, offering him insanely sweet blowjobs and titfucks whenever he so much as thought about them…

…without giving a single thought to her own pleasure.

No, Corrin had seen Camilla losing herself to the throes of his pussy-licking and clit-teasing before. He wasn’t about to lose out on seeing that reaction anymore. He was determined to take back the initiative. There was only one way to do that now.

Through raw, primal, messy, lovey-dovey fucking. 💖💖

“Camilla…I-” Corrin was about to speak up and make his next intentions clear, but Camilla cut him off before he could finish. After successfully draining a truly gargantuan load from Corrin, she was looking to completely take back control after her initial squealing embarrassment that his fingers and tongue had caused her before. So Camilla’s eyes twinkled with mischief as she strode forward and pushed her palms against Corrin’s chest, RIPPING the shirt he wore off in a single brutal motion before shoving him down onto the bed.

“I know, Corrin. 💞💗 I know exactly what you want next, and I fully intend to give it to you…” As Corrin lay down on the bed in a daze, Camilla straddled him and sat up on her knees. She slowly pulled her juice-stained black underwear aside and showed off her delectable pussy to Corrin, showing just how insanely wet and lewd and meaty it was after waiting all this time for some more attention. The poor girl had gotten rather addicted to Corrin’s fingers and tongue before, and now it was ready for something a bit more substantial. 

“Mmmm…soft virgin pussy…a fitting offering for a king, wouldn’t you say? 💞” chuckled Camilla in a hot breath, “Untouched and ripe, ready to be claimed…but you knoooow…I think my little pussy is a nasty slut just like me. ❤💖 I think the second it wraps around a nice…fat…hard…cock…it’ll be completely and totally addicted to getting stuffed and banged and rammed full all the time…do you think you’re up to the task, Corrin? Do you understand what I’m asking? I want you to become addicted to me. I want you to never let the feeling of my pussy wrapping around your cock escape your horny little monkey brain. I want you to be dreaming of pumping me full of cum wherever you are and whatever you’re doing. I want to be the first thing you think of when you wake up and the last thing you think of before you go to sleep…balls deep inside of me. 💞💕 I…I…”

Corrin was taken aback to see tears starting to drip down Camilla’s face as she exposed a vulnerable face to him that she had never shown anyone else. Corrin’s hands lifted up and met Camilla’s, and the two intertwined their fingers tightly. Camilla gripped Corrin’s hands so hard that it was like she was worried he’d vanish into smoke if she didn’t, that her fantasy would prove to be just that. She held onto Corrin as if she was wondering if she was simply dreaming all of this out of grief that Corrin had been married off to some haughty noblewoman who never truly, TRULY loved him.

“...I…want you to know how much I love you, Corrin…” sobbed Camilla softly, “…a-and I want to know…if you truly feel the same…I…I don’t want to lose you. I can’t lose you. I can’t lose my family. N-Nothing else matters to me but the ones I love s-so…I just…I just…”

Camilla’s overwhelming emotions made her stammer and gulp and grit her teeth. She was frustrated with herself for what she assumed was ruining the moment, letting her explosive love push her past the limits like this. Negative thoughts swirled around her head. That Corrin would be disgusted, that Corrin would hate her, that Corrin would decide that she wasn’t worth loving after all…

…all of them faded into white noise when she felt Corrin’s palms press together, holding her shaking hands between them.

“I feel the same. I can’t bear to lose you either, Camilla. You’ve been there for me from the start to the end, and I can’t even imagine my life without you by my side. I love you more than I could ever say.” Corrin smiled up at Camilla with a clear, honest gaze, and her worries and fears and anxieties felt like they were slipping to the back of her mind as she looked down at his face. Camilla’s teary eyes shone bright and she offered him a wobbling smile, radiant as the morning sun.

“Thank you. 💗”

*SLAM*

Corrin felt the hormones in his body shifting violently as within a second of hearing Camilla’s thankful words, he felt an intense and mind-melting pleasure coursing through the length of his gigantic bitch-breaker. With that same serene smile on her face, Camilla entangled her fingers with Corrin’s again before slowly lifting her hips up to show Corrin what was going on. He glanced at the gap between he and Camilla’s bodies…and saw his veiny, drool-coated, cum-dripping beast-cock buried halfway into Camilla’s puffy pussy. 💕

“Fufufu~~~ All. Mine. 💖💗” Camilla whispered, her serene face shifting into a lewd grin as her eyes went wild. “CORRIN’S FAT COCK IS ALL MINE~~~~”

It should have been a slow and steady process, but Camilla took the bull by the horns and decided to impale herself on Corrin’s hulking cock in a single visceral instant. Rather than the pain of her hymen breaking, her ultra-wet and supremely-gooey fuck-hole coiled itself around Corrin’s intruding cock in a way that seemed beyond human. Camilla’s fleshy walls contracted and clung to Corrin’s shaft, the bumps and ridges of her devilish fuck-hole vibrating and writhing around in pure carnal glee, delightedly massaging Corrin in a way that made him instantly let out a loud, shrill cry of absolute bliss.

“HAAAAHN!” Corrin cried out, his eyes bugging wide open and his balls churning violently as the single most intense pleasure of his life shot through his body like electricity. Camilla’s pussy didn’t simply feel good, it felt specifically crafted to fit him like a glove. It had become an exclusive fuck-hole entirely for his personal use, and the first time he buried himself inside it was enough to ensure he’d be hooked for the rest of his life. ❤❤

Camilla looked down on Corrin’s extravagant expressions with hearts in her eyes, clenching her hands around Corrin’s harder as she felt a sublime feeling of fullness wash over her. Corrin’s raging cock pulsed like a beating heart inside her, the blunt head of his shaft knocking on the timid door of her fertile womb. She let out a long, hot breath as her eyes fluttered, her brain fizzling and frying as she dropped her wide hips down once more…then raised them up for Corrin to see…then dropped them…then raised them…whap…whap…whap…

…whapwhapwhapwhapwhapwhapwhapwhapwhap!!! 💞💞💞

Camilla couldn’t keep a slow pace, as wonderful as it felt to feel every inch of Corrin’s cock slowly and roughly dragging across her tingling pussy walls. Her need to fuck and mate was growing too strong to resist, and soon she began to violently plap her ass up and down, holding onto Corrin for balance as she rode Corrin like he was her favourite steed. Corrin writhed under the heavy, hot, fleshy feeling of the tall, full-bodied woman violently pounding herself on his steel-hard boner. Camilla was not a petite woman, and her bouncing up and down so hard was not a soft or gentle experience…

GOOD!

Corrin grinned as he opened his eyes and stared up at Camilla’s own enraptured face. Camilla was more than just the woman he loved, she was the very ideal of a woman to him. Watching her heavy, milky tits bouncing violently in front of him, her ass-cheeks rippling with every bounce of her child-bearing hips…it was fucking amazing. 💞 Camilla was unbearably, unbelievably, unthinkably sexy! How the hell did a woman ever grow to look as effortlessly beautiful and jaw-droppingly fucking HOT! Corrin’s eyes told Camilla everything he was thinking, that he was watching her slutty body swinging around and loving every second of it.

Camilla licked her lips and chuckled, slamming herself down on Corrin’s hips and rotating her hips in an exaggerated motion. “That feel good, D-A-R-L-I-N-G? Does having my big soft ass bounce up and down on your huge cock feel niiiiice? 💞💗 Mmmm, it feels positively DIVINE for me…I can feel every single inch GRINDING inside me…a-and I can feel you throbbing so hard, so aggressively…yessss…you want to fuck me pregnant, Corrin? 💕 You want to take your big, strong, manly dick and pump a baby into me right here and now? Fufufu…there’ll be little arguing who your wife should be if I wander out of here with a bloated cum-belly, will there? Shall we have our own little wedding coronation riiiiiight in this bed…do you take my slutty, tight, sloppy pussy to be your personal use fuck-hole, now and forever? 💕💖 Do you take me as your cum-drunk, ass-bouncing wife-bitch? Does your cock take my hungry, lonely, needy womb as its lawfully wedded cum-dumpster? ❤💗💞”

Camilla was smiling like a cat with the cream, utterly confident in her place above Corrin. By steadying her heart and reciprocating her feelings, Corrin had seemingly sealed his own fate, to be teased and taunted and played with by the single most gorgeous woman in all the world, being given seemingly endless orgasms whenever he desired. Cursed to be doted upon and adored by the insanely curvy body of a Nohrian princess forever!

…when he thought about it, it really didn’t sound so bad. But Corrin was still determined not to just lie back and let Camilla rule the roost!

While she was grinding herself on Corrin’s cock, the young king bucked his hips up sharply, causing his cockhead to whap against the entrance to Camilla’s womb! She let out a gasp, the entrance to her cervix opening up just a little at Corrin’s brutal knocking! As the feelings of her baby-room being bombarded made her head spin, Camilla wasn’t able to stop Corrin from lifting himself up and shoving her down onto her back instead. The roles were reversed as Camilla suddenly found herself underneath Corrin as he lifted her legs upwards and held them by the sides of her head.

A mating press. How many times had Camilla flipped through steamy, lewd novels and read the lurid descriptions of such a position? She gulped nervously, her position allowing her to see the sheer size of her own tits up close as her body was folded up and over itself. Her fat tits and meaty pussy looked so lewd and slutty…she hadn’t realized what kind of figure she had been striking while seducing Corrin. Camilla really realized just how dangerous her body was in that moment…especially as Corrin’s giga-cock was slapped against her naked pussy now, the head drooling out thick streams of pre-cum in anticipation for what was coming.

“A-Ara ara~~~❤💔” Camilla chuckled with a slight wavering tone to her voice, “Well…I did ask if you wanted to pump a baby into me…and what other pose could make it as uniquely certain as this? 💞 Yes, no fertile womb could ever be flooded full of cum in this position and not get knocked up…b-but wouldn’t you rather lie back and let your Camilla do the hard work? Y-You’re a king now, Corrin. You deserve the chance to let your doting wife treat you right…”

Corrin smirked at Camilla’s words. Her body was already preparing itself, it was clear from the way her abdomen shuddered and her nipples throbbed. Not just for the pussy-flooding load of cum that was bubbling inside Corrin’s balls, but for the relentless onslaught of orgasms that Camilla’s push-over of a pussy was going to suffer at the hands of Corrin’s mating press. ❤💗 As much as Camilla tried to keep an air of dignity about her, she already knew what would happen if Corrin lost his senses while womb-pounding her in this position. An endless, ceaseless, ruthless series of climaxes that would melt her into a puddle of juices and spunk. 

Steam escaped Corrin’s nose as he snorted in the scent of a ripe and ready pussy. 💗 He was going to enjoy this.

“Don’t worry yourself, Camilla…my lovely wife…” Corrin’s voice was deep and husky as he pressed his cock-head between her pussy lips, “Making you feel good is the greatest reward I could ever hope for…so if you’ll excuse me!” With that, Corrin dropped his weight and rammed his curved, brutal cock-length deep into Camilla, spreading her pussy and bashing her cervix with his imposing fuck-length!

Camilla was trapped, unable to escape the iron-strong grip of her lover now that he had her pinned down in such a vulnerable position. She had claimed to be his fuck-toy, a sweet spunk-sponge for him to use as he wished, and now she was going to prove her commitment to being Corrin’s possession. 💖💗 This cock could BREAK a bitch, and she had to lie back and let him use it like a jackhammer for as long as it took to force another cock-clogging load of chowder thick wrigglers to come streaming into her womb. Camilla’s face told the tale of her awe, her eyes wide as she stared in enraptured amazement at the way her pussy clung so possessively around Corrin’s meaty cock. The lewd sounds coming from loins were grotesque and perverted. Wet, loud schlorps and schlurps as Camilla’s engorged pussy lips, slick with sex-juices and puffed up like her full upper lips, gripped Corrin’s cock even as he dragged it out and slammed it back in.

“OH MY GOOOOOOOOODS!!! 💔💗💞” Camilla howled out, her eyes rolling backwards after the first few seconds of rampant, raging breeding-sex. Droplets of sweat and sperm bounced off her thicc booty as Corrin’s heavy balls slapped against her ass-cheeks, a rhythm of unrelenting sex ringing out that Corrin kept making faster and faster. There was little else she could say, unless squealing guttural howls counted as words. Her poor post-virgin pussy was getting the battering of a lifetime. It was being shown who was boss since Camilla clearly needed some reminding. Camilla dragged her nails across Corrin’s back, leaving scratches that he would consider a mark of honour in time.

THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! Could the entire castle hear them? Could the entire KINGDOM? In her lust-drunken state Camilla wouldn’t have been surprised. Corrin lurched a hand back from Camilla’s leg, leaving one free as he hungrily mauled at Camilla’s swinging breasts, trying to grab them both in one hand. He was being far too cheeky with that attempt, considering the ludicrous size of Camilla’s funbags, but a man of little ambition didn’t deserve a buffet of feminine curves like Camilla. She had a body that required her lover to be a little greedy, to want more than the average man. ❤💕 Corrin stretched his fingers out and managed to rub both of Camilla’s nipples at once, his greed and lust paying off as the sensation made Camilla howl like a beast in heat.

“OGGGHHN!!! GHOOOGHH?!!? 💕💞💔 F-FUUUUUCK!! T-TURNING ME STUPID FOR COCK…W-WITH EACH THRUUUUUUST!! GHIEEEEEEEEEEEE~~~ ❤💖 I-I’VE BEEN SUCH A BAD WOMAN…C-CORRUPTING THE KING OF VALLA A-AND GIVING HIM A FUCK ADDICTION!! M-MAKING HIM OBSESSED WITH MY LEWD BODY UNTIL HE TURNS INTO A SLAVERING, GRUNTING THUG WHO SEE’S INNOCENT WOMEN AS SEED-JAR’S TO STORE HIS FROTHING FUCKING BALL-SLUDGE INSIDE!! 💗💞💔 P-POUNDING MY HORNY, INSATIABLE PUSSY WITH YOUR FAT, CURVED, BRUTAL DICK-LENGTH…F-FORCING ME TO ORGASM AND SQUIRT LIKE SOME KIND OF PERVERTED GUTTER-WHORE…SO MERCILESS…S-SOOOO ROUGH…T-THIS DICK TRULY WON’T BE SATISFIED…UNTIL IT’S TOTALLY AND COMPLETELY CERTAIN THAT I’VE BEEN KNOCKED UP! GWHIIIEEEE~~~~ 💕💖❤💔”

Once again, Camilla let loose a tirade of foul dirty talk that was the most beautiful music to Corrin’s ears. Hearing such language from the mouth of a woman who was usually so much more subtle and flirty with her words…it gave Corrin a sick thrill. 💞 The rampaging dragon inside of him loved seeing Camilla conquered and surrendering beneath him, offering up her now clearly twitching womb that seemed to stretch out and kiss the fist-sized head of Corrin’s cock each time it ended up ramming against it’s entrance.

It wasn’t enough yet! It wasn’t enough! CORRIN NEEDED MORE OF CAMILLA!

With rough, frenzied motions, Corrin lifted himself up off of Camilla and dragged her up on her knees to shove her against the wall. She was still dazed, her legs buckling like a timid deer underneath the weight of her own sweaty, voluptuous body. Camilla let out a soft groan that turned into a shrill squeal as Corrin slapped his hands against the wobbling spheres of ass-meat that jiggled lewdly behind her, and then gripped hold of her wide hips to keep her in place. Corrin RAMMED himself forward and buried his burly length inside Camilla, fucking her doggy style and letting out an animal-like cry into the air as he felt his cock pushing into Camilla in a totally new way than before. Camilla let out a throaty wail and balled up her knuckles, unable to even stand up with her own power as her body relished in yet another deep, powerful, mind-breaking fuck-session. ❤

Camilla’s orgasm junkie of a pussy tightened around Corrin’s cock in delight at the change in positions. Feeling his behemoth sized fuck-lance ram into her from behind, like she was being mounted by some rutting stag…it was just too good! Each heavy thrust of Corrin’s fuck-hammer pushed against Camilla’s slender abdomen, an indent of cock clearly showing. Camilla pressed her hand up to her belly and felt the lewd bulge of Corrin’s cock ramming into her, grinning from ear to ear as she marveled at his endowment. Corrin was amazing~~~ Corrin’s cock was sooo amazing~~~

“G-GHOOOOGH…GHIEEEE~~~ 💕💔💗 M-MOOOOORE! MORE MORE MORE! I’M NOT DONE YET! I’M NOT BROKEN YET! KEEP GIVING ME MORE COCK, MAKE ME YOURS COMPLETELY AND TOTALLY! 💞💖💞 OOOGHN…B-BULGING MY POOR BELLY WITH YOUR BIG, HARD, FAT DICK-MEAT…T-THIS IS BEYOND BELIEF, USING A PRINCESS AS YOUR DICK-WARMER! S-SELENA AND BERUKA WOULD TRY AND TAKE YOUR HEAD FOR DOING SOMETHING LIKE THIS TO ME…BEFORE YOU TURNED THE TABLES ON THEM AND FUCKED THEIR IMPUDENT LITTLE PUSSIES NICE AND FULL AND SLOSHING WITH DICK-JUICE! 💕💕” Camilla’s fantasies were getting lewder to match the scene she was trapped in. It was like something out of her lewdest, most private novels, the kind that she couldn’t show anyone or risk being seen as a total slut…but Corrin could see them now, if he really wanted. There was no need to pretend that she wasn’t a total dick-crazed slut around him now! 

Corrin’s fingers squished the steamy, hot meat of Camilla’s ass, and his palm rose up to spank it between his thrusts. The way Camilla’s ass jiggled left and right was hypnotic, a marvel that only an over-developed and ultra-stacked ass like hers could achieve. Corrin felt himself getting dumber just from staring at Camilla’s ass, his brain diverting all resources into drooling and marveling and worshiping this absolute testament to feminine curves. Camilla’s ass was worthy of praise and song, an equal match to her heavenly tits in every way. Camilla’s pussy gripped around Corrin’s cock harder with each spank, her squealing getting louder and shriller as she tried to clap her own asscheeks to please her mega-hung darling.

“Fuck…fuuuuuck…how the hell did you even get a body like this? You’re a damned succubus…” Corrin hissed in disbelief, still struggling to accept that a figure like Camilla’s could even exist despite him having hosed it down in fat dollops of his cum already. Camilla cooed and looked over her shoulder with passionate, wild eyes.

“A-Ara araaaaa~~~💞💞 I-I know how…I know why…I have this body…IT’S SO I COULD TEMPT YOU INTO FUCKING ME STUPID~~~ 💗❤ I NEEDED TO HAVE THE BIGGEST TITS AND THE FATTEST ASS AND THE WIDEST HIPS ALL IN ORDER TO MAKE SURE YOU FELT YOU HAD NO CHOICE BUT TO POUND ME PREGNANT! F-FUFUFU~~~ 💞 YOUR PRIDE AS A MALE WOULD BE SO TARNISHED IF YOU LET A PRIME PIECE OF FUCK-MEAT LIKE ME SLIP BY YOU, ALL UNFERTILIZED AND COCKY LIKE SOME SNICKERING NOBLE COCK-TEASE! 💖💖” 

Corrin grinned at Camilla’s explanation, accepting it as total fact without a second thought. His pride as a male…yes, he could feel something like pride or dominance bubbling up inside him. Something FERAL. Something UNTAMED. With a bestial snarl, Corrin bent his legs and wrapped his arms underneath Camilla’s body. She gasped in shock as she was lifted into the air, Corrin’s arms holding her legs apart and spreading them wide. His flaring cock-head didn’t even escape her pussy for this change of position. Camilla was being fucked in a full nelson pose without Corrin even taking the time to drag his bloated cock out of her tight dick-sleeve of a pussy!

“O-OGGH?! OHHHN!! 💔💗” Camilla looked down at her own meaty body in awe, marveling at the ease with which Corrin lifted her up into the air. His draconian strength was being used for some far more illicit purposes than usual! But Camilla had little time to take stock of the situation before Corrin began to bounce her up and down, causing her heaving tits to wobble and swing dramatically as Camilla’s entire body rocked up and down, the lubed-up mammoth-cock inside her banging on the door of her womb with such ferocity now that it was threatening to break in. 

“GWOOOGHH~~~ 💔💗 COOOOOOCK~~~ COCK COCK COCK COCK COCK~~~ ❤💔💗 FILLING ME UP SO GOOD, FILLING ME TO THE BREAKING POINT!!! OOOOHHHHH~~~ OOOOGGGGGHHHHHHHNNNNNNN~~~ 💗💞💕💖 CAMILLA IS A SLUTTY COCK-PRINCESS! MY NEW DUTY IS TO CARE FOR THIS MONSTER-SIZED JIZZ-ROD WITH MY LEWD TITS AND SLOPPY HOLES!!! 💕💞💗” Camilla howled in depraved glee, her limbs entangled in Corrin’s grip as he pressed his hands against the back of her head to hold her completely under his power. Her pussy was being used to its limits, the rapid cunt-thrusts that Corrin was subjecting her to turning her brain into gooey mush. Corrin snarled into Camilla’s ear, his breath getting hotter like dragonfire.

“I’m going to cum so hard inside your tight little spunk-dump pussy that it sprays from your goddamn mouth and splatters on your fat tits…” growled Corrin in a lusty voice, “I need you pregnant…I NEED YOU NICE AND ROUND AND PREGNANT RIGHT NOW!”

The more Corrin let his feral side emerge, the greater his need was to seed the perfect, flawless mother-to-be in front of him. It would be a grave dishonour as a stallion for him not to leave Camilla heavy and round and sloshing with his virile wrigglers after the display she had put on, and the effort she had gone through to prove exactly why she was the most suitable woman to be his wife. 💞 After all, no other woman could take a pounding like this! Throughout all of Nohr and all of Hoshido, it was clear to both Corrin and Camilla that there was only one woman capable of dealing with a raging sex-drive and an insatiable desire to mate like this! For the sake of Corrin’s overstuffed balls, groaning under the strain of the immense load of cum churning within them, Camilla HAD to become Corrin’s wife!

“DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT~~~~ 💞❤💞” Camilla squealed in agreement, her own instincts as a prime female flaring up in response to the rutting of this superior mate. “DROWN MY EGGS IN YOUR CHUNKY BALL-BATTER SO THEY CAN’T ESCAPE! MELT MY WOMB IN YOUR MAGMA-HOT FUCK-SLUDGE! D-DON’T SHOW ME ANY MERCY, CORRIN! ❤💖 I DON’T WANT MERCY! FUCK ME WITHOUT RESTRAINT, SHOW ME HOW MUCH YOU WANT ME! 💔❤ P-PROVE TO ME THAT I’M YOUR WOMAN THROUGH COCK-RAMMING AND SPUNK-SPURTING! B-BREAK ME DOWN AND BUILD ME BACK UP AGAIN! 💞💕💖 I’LL BE YOUR LOVING, DOTING, SQUEALING FUCK-WIFE FROM NOW ON! S-SO DON’T YOU DARE HOLD BACK! CUM INSIDE ME WITH THE FULLEST EXTENT OF YOUR FEELINGS! DO IT! CUM INSIDE MEEEEEE~~~ 💖💗💕💞” Corrin and only Corrin deserved the honor of flooding her guts with his yoghurt-thick semen, and in response to the prince’s determination, Camilla’s body allowed him total and unrestricted access. 

The door to her womb twitched, throbbed, and opened wide.

Corrin didn’t hesitate to ram his twitching cock-head deep inside, fitting into Camilla’s cervix so perfectly that the two really, genuinely thought it was made for this very moment.

*SPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT*

*SPPPPLOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT*

*SSSSSPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP*

Endless, ceaseless, seemingly infinite streams of desperate semen pumped into Camilla. What felt like a swimming pool’s worth of pure-white stud-sperm poured into her, so thick and virile that it felt like it was still churning and bubbling inside Camilla’s guts as much as it had been inside Corrin’s swinging, pulsing balls. A backshot of frothy jizz-splatter spurted out from Camilla’s well-packed pussy, staining Corrin’s cock in strings of girl-cum and nut-lather. It drooled down in fat glops, splattering on the floor of Camilla’s bedroom and drenched Corrin’s swinging balls in a thick layer of spunk-grime that would have to be licked clean by Camilla’s eager tongue in due time.

“!!!!!!!!!!!!~~~~~~!!!!!!!!!!!~~~~~GGGGGHHHHKKKKKKLLLL~~~~~~!!!! 💞💕💖❤💔💗” Words failed Camilla. Words weren’t enough to express the explosive pleasure and satisfaction she felt in that moment. Her womb guzzled and gulped like it was starving, absorbing shot after shot of potent prince-spunk even as her belly filled up from the over-excessive load. The cum flowed from Corrin hard and fast like he was pissing jizz, letting loose an orgasm that made him feel like he was ready to pass out. He stood upright purely from the burning instinctual desire to see this wonderful task through to completion. His body wouldn’t give out until he was finished dumping this humungous load into the pussy of his darling wife.

As Camilla’s body reached the limits of fullness, her fat tits sprayed out a tell-tale sign of what was happening. Streams of milks spurted from Camilla’s udders, her body already accepting her pregnancy as pure fact mere seconds after Corrin’s cumshot. Camilla let out a throaty moo, her eyes rolling backwards and her tongue drooling from her mouth as her maternal instincts began to flare up inside her, melding with the feelings of utmost fuck-bliss she was going through to create the single greatest euphoria that Camilla had ever experienced.

This was bliss. 💗 Total and complete bliss. 💗💗💗

As Corrin dragged his meaty fuck-stick free of the sticky grasp of Camilla’s pussy, the long rod continued  to spurt what was remaining of his potent load over Camilla’s twitching, gasping, convulsing body. Milk and jizz mixed together to puddle between her sweaty tits, while her gorgeous and depraved face was drenched in thick ropes of cum that Corrin was shooting all over her. As his prodigious load finally began to settle down and simmer, Corrin felt the primal frenzy that he had been going through start to evaporate from within him, taking every last bit of his energy with him as it drifted away. Corrin was just about able to drop Camilla down onto the bed before falling down next to her, the two lying side by side in a mess of cum and sweat as they rode out their mutual orgasms…

…the two reached their hands out to grab hold of each other as their lewd bodies spasmed and twitched. They turned to face each other, panting heavily as their fucked-silly faces shifted into smiles.

“W-Well…did I…prove my credentials…as a wife?” Camilla asked with a wink.

Corrin chuckled and gripped Camilla’s hand harder. “…maybe I need a little more convincing?”

“No you don’t. 💕” Camilla cooed, “You’re as hooked on me as I am on you. If you really want more, you don’t need to play coy. Just ask to-”

“Let’s go again. Right now.” Corrin stated plain and clear.

“Ara ara~” Camilla giggled as she rolled over to plant her heaving tits on top of Corrin’s waist, pressing them around the rapidly hardening length of his cum-coated cock. “You saved me having to beg myself. 💞💞”

The sloppy sounds of flesh on flesh, and the shrill squeals and grunts of carnal delights, went on long through the night. By the time Camilla and Corrin emerged the next morning, there was absolutely no doubt or question about who the Queen of Valla was going to be. 💖