Izzy walked slowly but with excitement. The sticky cum slowly leaking out of her into her already ruined underwear. Grup the ork was able to fill her to the point it looks like she is 2 months pregnant. As she approaches the front door, it opens, and Jacob walks in.

  She bites her bottom lip and chews on it. ‘How do I tell him? We talked about this; he thinks it's hot. Direct method? Do I try to be sexy about it? I'm really not good at sexy.' She shrugs and walks to him.

  He is trying to y his hair down, but it is still sticking straight. “Jacob,” she says and gives him a gentle hug, cautious of putting pressure on her belly.

  “Hello, my Izzy,” he says.

  She whispers in his ear, “I brought you a treat.” She rubs her belly to show him and then smiles.

  He smiles back at her only half awake. “What? I was just going to get breakfast," he says.

  “Orc cum,” she interjects and moves his hand to her stomach.

  “Orcs are real?” He says trying to piece together what she is talking about. His erection growing, it is soon more awake than he is. but he still can't figure out what she is trying to tell him.

  ‘Oh boy, he is slow today.’ Izzy thinks with internal ughter. “Wanna help me clean up?” She says moving his hand lower into her skirt under the band of her underwear, and she can feel his hand touching the cum. Both of their hearts are beating hard.

  He pulls his hand away, fingers covered in warm cum. “You're covered,” he says, quickly waking up.

  She kisses his ear. “Let’s go clean me up,” she says and takes his hand. She leads him to the motel room.

  Jacob closes the door behind him, now very awake. “Izzy, orcs are real?”

  Izzy nods her head and goes into the bathroom. She removes her baggy T-shirt and bra. Then looks at her belly in the mirror, gently rubbing it. "I mean, I hope so; otherwise, what did I just have sex with? ."

  “And he filled you with cum,” he says, following her into the bathroom.

  “Uh-huh,” she says, helping him take his T-shirt off. She runs her hands across his chest.

  He kisses his way down her body, removing her skirt and shoes. He looks at how much cum is in her panties. “That's impressive,” he says. He tries to remove them, but the thick cum won't let go.

  “Grup said the only way to get the cum off is soap and water,” she says. He stands and kisses her. She grabs him through his sweatpants; he isn't wearing underwear, and his normal-sized penis feels small in her hand compared to the orc. She pulls on him, moving him into the shower with her.

  She pulls his pants down, and he kicks them out of the shower before standing up and wrapping her arms around him. She reaches back and fumbles around trying to turn the shower on, but she fails and turns around, pushing her butt up against Jacob, the sticky panties rubbing on his shaft. He moans in her ear as she adjusts the temperature and grabs the wand, putting it between her legs.

  “Was he big?” Jacob asks, his cock twitching against her panties, desperate to be in her.

  some liquid soap and hot water rubbed on the panties quickly washing away the sticky mess. “You sure you want to know?” she says over her shoulder, Jacob massaging her breasts.

  He thinks about it, ‘Do I really want to know?’ part of him doesn't want to hear the words the other is desperate to hear them. 'That's dumb; he is an 8 ft tall orc; he is bigger than me.' He wrestles with his thoughts and finally says, “Yeah,” ying his forehead on her shoulder for comfort.

  “Very big,” she says, trying to pull the panties down now, but they need more time.

  He kisses her neck; he asks, “How big?” She turns around and uses the wand on the back of her underwear; now facing him, she slowly kisses him, the combination of his body heat and the wand delightful.

  She feels uncomfortable not wanting to make Jacob feel inferior. “Very, very big,” she says.

  He is struggling with his own mixed emotions. “Is that all cum?” holding onto her.

  “Uh-huh,” she replies. She pulls the panties off and leaves them on the floor of the shower. She rubs her belly and sprays her vagina with the wand, hoping it will soften up.

  “Does it hurt?” he asks.

  She shakes her head. “It feels tight but not painful. My opening hurts,” she says, feeling the cum loosen up, but the stuff deeper inside is still thick. She gives up and sits on the fold-down bench seat in the shower. He moves close to her, thinking he is going to get a blowjob; however, she is just washing more cum out of herself. So he kneels down and looks up at her "can i clean it up?"

  “Are you sure?” She asks. The stickiness is a turn-off for her, but if it makes him happy, she wouldn't deny him. In response he moves to taste her. She pulls his head closer to her. He licks experimentally, ‘It’s sweet, very sweet, like honey,’ he thinks. He moans and reaches down slowly, touching himself as he cleans her.

  She waves the wand over both of them, the hot water feeling good and making them both warm. She spreads her legs further. He uses his fingers and pulls them out covered. the hot shower water washing it off. He quickly goes back for more, but soon his fingers can't reach deep enough.

  Izzy has id back against the cool tile wall, enjoying the warmth and the gentle touches. she closes her eyes rexing. Her arousal growing. She hears Jacob stand up, then feels something pressing into her. She opens her eyes to see Jacob inside her. She moans, “We shouldn't,” she says, but pulls him tight to her.

  “You better not cum,” she scolds, but his much smaller dick feels amazing. It had been almost a month since the st time they had had penetrative sex, and she had missed him inside her.

  She pulls his head close and whispers, “You love this, don't you?” she asks him. Trying to squeeze around him, but her muscles are weak from being stretched.

  “I do,” he moans, her vagina feeling loose and the stickiness mixed with the hot water making it slippery. He struggles not to cum quickly.

  Izzy puts the head of the wand on her clit and turns it to the setting that makes her melt. “Ohh, oh god,” she moans, pushing her hips up to meet his. “Harder, deeper, more,” she groans. The wand is too much; she tries to find a different setting.

  He thrusts hard and pulls back slowly. “There’s so much," he mutters, feeling himself getting close. ‘She is so full it feels like having sex with a stuffed jelly doughnut. Oh god, don't cum,’ he thinks to himself. “I'm going to, I'm going to,” he moans.

  She pushes him away, frustrated. “No, you can't cum in me; you know that.” He moves back, his feelings hurt; he was moments from filling her with cum. “Use your fingers; make me cum,” she demands. Pulling him back close, he gets on his knees and focuses on her clit. She grabs his hair and pulls and uses the wand on her nipples. He pumps his fingers into her, making a come-hither gesture with his fingertips brushing her g-spot. "You keep that up, I'm going to cum,” she says, her insides clenching and letting go as he hits the spot.

  ‘Why was that hot telling him no?’ She thinks, “That’s right, right there, Jacob, just like that.” She groans, thinking about how much bigger the orc was. “You size slut,” she whispers, the sound of the shower wand drowning out her words. But she feels the tension building. He tries to keep everything the same. She grunts and has a hard orgasm, her pelvic muscles squeezing hard, squirting cum out onto Jacob's neck and chest.

  She ys there in a haze while Jacob keeps gently licking her

  He stands up and sits on the bench next to her. Spraying the cum off both of them, her belly now significantly smaller. She kisses him, tasting the ultra sweetness of his cum. “That's weird,” she says.

  “What's weird?” he responds, slowly stroking himself. She reaches over and pys with his nuts.

  “He tasted normal at first; only his cum is that sweet,” she says, making him groan in arousal. She looks over at his cock. “Oh honey, we didn't take care of you.”

  She reaches over and rubs the tip of his head while he strokes. “Thanks for cleaning the orc cum out of me,” she says in her best phone sex hotline voice.

  He groans and strokes faster. “Do you like when I bring you breakfast?” she says, teasing him, her palm getting wet with precum. “When I let orcs cum in me but not you.” He grunts and covers her hand with cum. His orgasm is satisfying but not profound. The whole experience leaves him feeling mixed emotions of hollowness and satisfaction. She looks at him, his hand covered in cum.

  “Are you going to clean this up too?” she asks, still in her sexy voice. He shakes his head and washes the cum off her hand.

  “Thanks, Izzy,” he says, leaning his head on her shoulder. She wraps her arm around him, comforting him.

  “You're my amazing boyfriend,” she says, kissing his forehead. For a moment he panics, feeling like she is belittling him, but then he rexes. ‘She really does love me,’ he thinks.

  They sit and cuddle in the hot shower until they start to prune. They get out and get dressed. Izzy puts a pad in her underwear to help catch any leakage. The size of it makes her feel like she is wearing a diaper. He rubs her butt lovingly. “I guess I did buy big pads,” he says, chuckling about it. She kisses him and they finish getting dressed.

  “Another day at the ranch,” Izzy says, looking out the window.