:Submission Fantasy:
You're dreaming that a beautiful woman is sucking you off, but you can't come. Each time you get close, she stops. And there's a buzzing... a buzzing.
The buzzing is real. It brings you back round. You remember where you are. The fishbowl machine. You glance down towards your groin and notice with a shock that the original fishbowl has been replaced by a much larger, longer one. This one is almost as thick as a thigh and stretches down past your knees. Something is seriously wrong with your cock. It's almost filling the machine. It's massive, pulsating, red with blotchy purple tinges. It's certainly over 2 foot long and 10 inches wide.
The machine sucks you in to it once more and you now feel the tip of your penis pushing against the end of the long wide tube. The vibrations from the machine are now transmitting straight on to the head of your penis. The girl squeals with delight. "A total success! We've got there!"
She flicks a switch on the machine and the buzzing stops. She slides the tube off your monster penis and looks at it proudly. "See what we can do?"
You grown dully. You been edged so many times for what must be hours. Your balls feel swollen and blue. You feel slightly nauseous. You mumble "feel sick" at the girl and a look of realisation comes over her. "Oh, of course, I forgot to finish you. Hold on, we need the original!" She brings back the original fishbowl, which although large this time only fits over the bell end of your penis, being about the right girth. She clips it over the head of your enormous bell, on which it fits snugly. Again, the tip of your cock is nestling up against the top valve, on to which the girl clips on a larger box and flicks a switch. The buzz of vibration goes right to your core. Your whole body beings to tense this time as something is welling up inside you. You push against the straps that tie you tie down but they are stuck fast. Your penis seems too heavy to lift itself up, but the whole thing is visibly throbbing. You can feel the weight of it.
The buzzing intensifies and an orgasm that's been denied for so long is gathering strength inside you. You don't know how this is going to work with a cock this large. Your tip is definitely pushing out harder against the edges of the bowl now, the whining vibration pushed harder and harder on to the most sensitive spot on your dick.. A nausea and light headedness comes over you as you feel something shift inside you. You begin to shudder and your breathing becomes ragged, and you know it's going to happen but you absolutely can't stop it.
Your cum bubbles up and bursts from the end of your penis with gushing splat. The bowl is thrown off landing upright and catching most of the jism, but there is still plenty of mess everywhere. You can see the bowl. There must be litres of semen there. Spunk continues to dribble from your massive appendage, glugging from a spent tap, gasping for air like a landed trout.
"Well then!" the girl smiles, "you'll be wanting some food to replace all that energy you've lost."
The buzzing is real. It brings you back round. You remember where you are. The fishbowl machine. You glance down towards your groin and notice with a shock that the original fishbowl has been replaced by a much larger, longer one. This one is almost as thick as a thigh and stretches down past your knees. Something is seriously wrong with your cock. It's almost filling the machine. It's massive, pulsating, red with blotchy purple tinges. It's certainly over 2 foot long and 10 inches wide.
The machine sucks you in to it once more and you now feel the tip of your penis pushing against the end of the long wide tube. The vibrations from the machine are now transmitting straight on to the head of your penis. The girl squeals with delight. "A total success! We've got there!"
She flicks a switch on the machine and the buzzing stops. She slides the tube off your monster penis and looks at it proudly. "See what we can do?"
You grown dully. You been edged so many times for what must be hours. Your balls feel swollen and blue. You feel slightly nauseous. You mumble "feel sick" at the girl and a look of realisation comes over her. "Oh, of course, I forgot to finish you. Hold on, we need the original!" She brings back the original fishbowl, which although large this time only fits over the bell end of your penis, being about the right girth. She clips it over the head of your enormous bell, on which it fits snugly. Again, the tip of your cock is nestling up against the top valve, on to which the girl clips on a larger box and flicks a switch. The buzz of vibration goes right to your core. Your whole body beings to tense this time as something is welling up inside you. You push against the straps that tie you tie down but they are stuck fast. Your penis seems too heavy to lift itself up, but the whole thing is visibly throbbing. You can feel the weight of it.
The buzzing intensifies and an orgasm that's been denied for so long is gathering strength inside you. You don't know how this is going to work with a cock this large. Your tip is definitely pushing out harder against the edges of the bowl now, the whining vibration pushed harder and harder on to the most sensitive spot on your dick.. A nausea and light headedness comes over you as you feel something shift inside you. You begin to shudder and your breathing becomes ragged, and you know it's going to happen but you absolutely can't stop it.
Your cum bubbles up and bursts from the end of your penis with gushing splat. The bowl is thrown off landing upright and catching most of the jism, but there is still plenty of mess everywhere. You can see the bowl. There must be litres of semen there. Spunk continues to dribble from your massive appendage, glugging from a spent tap, gasping for air like a landed trout.
"Well then!" the girl smiles, "you'll be wanting some food to replace all that energy you've lost."