Silence and damp darkness surrounded Farin as she fell into the depths of the labyrinth. The only light in the abandoned village hinted at a man's presence. His obese frame was illuminated in the dim candlelight. In response to her plea for help, the man offered only one price. Her robe was roughly torn open, exposing her soft skin to the cold air. Her voluptuous breasts with healthy curves, her firm waist, and her plump thighs.
The man's enormous palm robe roamed over her body, seemingly devouring every last bit of her, forcibly splitting her private parts open. Each time the deformed girl's body swallowed the man's thick penis, a numbness beyond pain arose. The impact of his thrusts against her cervix spread in waves, making her limbs tremble. Her will to resist melted away, and instead, the mucus that overflowed from her honeypot wrapped around her, welcoming the man's penetration.
After repeated days of mating, Farin's belly gradually began to swell. The man's seed took root, and the weight that filled her insides brought a pleasant sense of fulfillment. As she heard the footsteps of her companion approaching, a look of mad joy appeared in her eyes. Gently stroking her bulging belly, she leaned on the man's shoulder and introduced him with a broad smile. Her small hand naturally reached for the man's crotch, once again seeking his heat.