C Lone Survivor w/ michime

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"Definitely need those to be sucked," Cassian replied, the heaviness in his chest rather uncomfortable. "If you wanna put another one in, I wouldn't complain," he thought, a small smirk on his face.

[michime]

"Not only are you a wonderful womb, you are a delightful plaything as well," the voice complimented as two round objects about the size of pomegranate taveled under the sand before they settled over Cassian's nipples.  Each one opened around the engorged nubs then latched on and began to suck.  Long pulls then short release of the suction teased and played with the sensitive flesh until the first few drops of milk came from each.  "You are quenching the thirst of the land."  He explained while whatever was under the sand lapped up the milk. 

The planet decided that Cassian's ass needed another knot - this one the size of a pool ball but instead of perfectly smooth, there was beady nubs all along the surface.  This knot was eased back then pushed upward a few times each time forcing the other three deeper into the womb.

The breeder's belly button deepened from barely being able to place a finger pad to being able to take a finger to the first knuckle but this wasn't enough for the planet.  The sand pushed on the back of the valley feeling the skin and muscle retreat.  "Looks like your body likes the idea of having a new hole in the front."  The voice teased as the cylinder widened from the width of a pencil to that of chisel tipped dry ease marker.