The Dream Maker

 

This is the first story in a projected series called - Because Magic!

The Dream Maker
by LEBEC

    Chapter One

"The Dream Maker by
Ultimate Enchantment Adult Toys

Created by our special erotic wizards to make all your dreams come true!"

    As Evan Muster read the online promo for the adult toy he got very excited. In the ad there were photos of penises of all shapes and colors, with the bodies seemingly airbrushed out, shooting tons of spunk all over a kneeling young white woman. Her eyes were closed in orgasmic delight while she received her bukkake bath.

    Evan had found the website from a random search on the internet and it was the first site on the list. 'Eureka!' he said to himself. 'A lifelike, vibrating dildo that can shoot cum! This is perfect!' he thought. Without further ado he impulsively entered his credit card info and ordered the most expensive model, plus a bottle of the special lubricant made for the toy.

    It arrived the next day in a generic looking box covered by simple brown, grocery bag paper. Evan excitedly tore the package open. First, he pulled out the charging station and set it aside. Then he got even more excited as he checked out the bottle of lube, noting what a good job they had done making the mixture look like actual semen. Finally, he pulled off the bubble-wrap which covered the dildo itself and sighed in disappointment.

    What he found looked nothing like the pictures in the ad. Instead, he found a very basic, generic-looking, beige colored piece of latex, about six inches long, and of average thickness. Evan didn't know what he had been expecting but it wasn't this. 'Those brochure pictures were always more impressive than the real thing,' he thought. Kind of like the toy soldiers he used to own as a kid that never quite matched the images on the TV commercials. The only thing impressive about it were the size of the testicles at its base, which he assumed were like that in order to allow adequate room for the lubricant.

    Evan took a deep breath and continued on, fishing the directions out of the box, determined to not let this minor setback dissuade him. 'Oh well...' he said to himself. This should still be good enough to carry out His Plan!

    Evan Muster was not some nice guy, looking to simply enhance his lovemaking sessions with his wife. No, Evan Muster was a "total douchebag"!

    With every advantage in life - money, education, a beautiful wife - he never appreciated how lucky he was. At 26 years old, he was already rising up the corporate ladder, as long as he was willing to travel on business trips at a moment's notice. Evan didn't mind the extra work, though. In fact, he loved it.

    That was, until he met Nichole, whom everyone called Nikki, and for a brief period of time in his adult life, he thought of something besides work. With red hair, long legs and an athletic build, the 22 year old was everything Evan could want in a wife, and they quickly married and moved into a huge house.

    Like many newlyweds, they seemed to fuck every chance they could but within a few months, Evan's sex drive mysteriously tapered off. Evan blamed it on his work, but actually, the problem was Monica, his new assistant - a 20 year old brunette who was secretly fucking him in ways that, in Evan's opinion, conservative "Miss Goody Two Shoes" Nikki could never imagine.

    As a result, Nikki's "job" now consisted of decorating a home and working out in their home gym to keep her "killer" body in shape. Not an unpleasant life, by any stretch of the imagination but not what she had always hoped for. Before dropping out of college to marry Evan, she had dreams of helping others - possibly, becoming a Nurse. Now, she found herself stuck in an oversized house with a husband who was away more often than not - a bored "trophy wife".

    With nothing to devote her strong, natural nurturing tendencies to, she decided she'd like to have a child. In fact, she had already recently gone off the Pill and had just begun timing her cycle, hoping to corner Evan at exactly the right moment to get her pregnant. Unfortunately, for reasons that were unknown to Nikki, Evan seemed to be reluctant to have sex with her lately. Whenever she came on to him, he always claimed to be tired and stressed out. And the more she pressed him, the more he seemed to pull away. The more he pulled away, the more frustrated she became.

    Evan knew what she wanted. He just didn't want to give it to her. Still, he wasn't thinking about getting a divorce just yet. All he wanted was to figure out a plan as to how he could have his cake and eat it too - to keep his mistress happy, while still placating his wife.

    So, Evan did some online shopping and came up with a solution to keep Nikki out of his hair, at least temporarily. What he came up with was, "The Dream Maker!" which he decided to present to her one day just before he was about to go out of town on a business trip.

    When Nikki opened the box, she was puzzled,  not knowing what to make of it. "What the hell is this?" she asked, her anger rising in her chest.

    "It's a dildo - and also a vibrator - the best they make!" he announced proudly. "Here, check it out." He pushed the shaft of it into her hand. Nikki held it like it was a disgusting rodent that she wanted nothing to do with. Then, Evan flipped a switch on the underside and it began to vibrate in her hand. Nikki froze in shock.

    "Why Evan Why? I mean, what is this for? You're not gonna try to use this on me, are you?" she asked, totally flummoxed. She fussed with it for a moment, angling it away from her face while trying unsuccessfully to find the power button.

    "Um, not exactly. I figured this would help keep you company, you know, for when I'm out on the road," Evan offered.

    "Seriously, Hon, I am Not gonna use this. Send it back!" Nikki countered. She stiffened, trying to remain calm yet firm. Her eyes sought out the box, hoping to return the toy to it's packaging.

    "Wait! What's the big deal?" Evan pressed. "You've used a vibrator before!"

    "That was only One time -  and only after you got me totally drunk and pestered me until I gave in. And the only reason I had one in the first place was because Debbie gave All of us one in our gift bags at her bachelorette party, as a joke! And, besides, that thing was tiny compared to this one! This thing is like - HUGE!" Despite that, she continued to clutch it tightly.

    "It's not really any bigger than I am," he countered.

    Nikki's eyes dropped down again to glance at the dildo. She shook her head, confused for a second, after seeing he was correct. It wasn't quite as large as she first thought.

    "Plus, I haven't even shown you the best part yet," he proudly stated, while grasping her other hand in order to wrap it around the shaft of it as well. "Watch this!..."

    Evan pressed a button hidden on the underside of the over-sized balls and a rope of liquid that looked a lot like semen suddenly shot out of it. It pulsed about four or five times in her hand, the first shot landing at least three feet in front of her."

    At that moment, Nikki squealed in surprise, nearly dropping the dildo as it squirted like a firehose. Then she broke out in nervous laughter, and was soon joined by Evan, as she regained control of it, pointing the dripping dildo away from her body.

    "See what I mean," Evan came around to her side and pointed to the underside of the dildo. "It has a reservoir down here where you can put whatever you want in there."

    Nikki tilted her head in wonder.

    Evan continued, "See, we just used some of this stuff. It's a silicone lubricant that's made for it, that looks just like cum." Evan held up the bottle and took the dildo from her. He handed her the brochure while he quickly refilled the reservoir and placed it back on the table.

    Still stunned, Nikki gawked at the brochure. Bewildered by the pictures of so many kinds of penises, her mouth hung open as her eyes quickly darted back and forth between the photos and the dildo on the table. She nodded without truly understanding.

    "But, here's the best part," he went on. "Let's say I have to run out-of-town, you know, last minute... like last week - when my boss called me at six in the morning AND..." he paused for effect, "it just happens to be that time of the month for you - you know, when you're the most fertile." Evan could see he had her attention now. "I could just rub one out, fill this puppy up, and leave it on the counter for you to use later! Whadya think?!"

    Nikki continued to eye it suspiciously but, now that he had extolled the virtues of it, particularly the part about how it could help her get pregnant, her face began to soften a bit. "Gee, I don't know, Ev. It looks awfully big." It wasn't really that big but her earliest objection was all she felt she had left.

    Like one of his sales clients, Evan knew he was on the brink of getting her to say Yes and went in for 'the Close'. "Well, I'll tell you what. After you finish your morning workout today, why don't you pour yourself a nice glass of wine and just give it a try?! It couldn't hurt to try it out, you know, just for long enough to see if it fits, right?! I bet you'll probably get used to it with no problem, though. But, if it's too big, I guess we can always order you another one. I mean, they have them in all different sizes.. oh, and different colors, too. Look...!" He pointed again to the images on the brochure of the different colored penises shooting cum on the girl.

    Nikki stared at the picture, her head trembling in confusion. "Wait a minute," she thought, "wasn't the girl in the picture before a brunette? Huh?" This girl was clearly a redhead - one who bore a striking resemblance to... well, her! Nah, she must've imagined it, she shook it off.

    "Like I said, since it's about the same size as me, you should be able to handle this one easily," pressed Evan.

    "Well, I don't know..." Nikki said, her eyes returning to the dildo. Somehow, it appeared to have gotten even smaller and far less intimidating. In fact, it did seem to look quite a bit like Evan's "cute" five-and-a-half inch-er, after all. At this point, she wondered if Evan was right - maybe she Was overreacting?!

    As she continued to stare at it, she felt her resistance weakening. Besides, she knew how pushy Evan could get when he wanted something, and she could plainly see he wasn't about to take No for an answer.

    Evan could see she was about to cave. He knew "that look"! So, Evan gave her his best puppy dog eyes and said, one more time for emphasis, "Come on, just give it a try... for me?"

    Nikki didn't want to appear to be giving in yet, though, so she gave him an annoyed look and said, "I'll think about it!" as she set it down on the kitchen table.

    "OK, you think about it," he said, smirking  confidently. He kissed her cheek as she began to wash the slippery lubricant off of her hands in the kitchen sink. "Meanwhile, I gotta run," he said while grabbing his bags and heading for the door. Before exiting he called out to her one last time, "Just give it a try. You might even like it!" He winked back at her.

    Drying her hands with a paper towel, she repeated, with even less conviction, "I told you, I'd THINK about it!"

    "OK, you do that," he smiled to himself as he closed the door behind him.

    Chapter Two

    Nikki was left standing there, uncomfortable to be in the same room with that... that Thing. It was all too much for her brain to process. So much was being dumped on her at once that, instead of dealing with it, she rushed out of the kitchen to head for her workout gym. Quickly, she got on her treadmill for her daily run, determined to block out all thoughts of the dildo sitting in her kitchen for the time being. She seemed to run harder and faster than her usual pace this morning, though, driven by a general sense of anxiety. Before she was halfway through her exercises, she decided she was too nervous to go on and cut her workout short. As was her routine, she quickly stripped out of her sweaty clothes, dropped them into a hamper, put on a white terricloth robe, and headed for the shower. She realized she'd have to pass through the kitchen on her way to her bedroom bathroom. Still not quite ready to deal with the sex toy just yet, she entered the kitchen, holding up her hand to partially shield her eyes from it. 'Yes, I know you're there but this is My kitchen and you're not gonna keep me out,' she said aloud to the sex toy.

    As if to prove a point, she side-stepped over to the refrigerator and took out a cold bottle of water. Then, spinning around on the balls of her feet, she took a giant sip, while leaning her left shoulder against the closed refrigerator door. "Brain Freeze!" she gasped out loud while stumbling to wipe up the excess water that had run down the side of her mouth on the sleeve of her robe. As she did, her gaze was drawn to the dreaded penis.

    Maintaining a safe distance, she cocked her head to the side and began to study it. Somehow, it didn't seem as threatening to her now. In fact, she nearly laughed at how ridiculous it looked. She wondered why she had been so afraid of it. "How could anyone be scared of that?" she thought. "I mean, sitting there
on the table, all by itself, it almost looks... well, lonesome?"

    At that moment, her eyes glazed over and a fantasy flashed through her brain of a parade of about a dozen such disembodied penises, except that each one now had a cartoon-like little smiley face on it. They each travelled around her in an elliptical path, with regular pauses so that each one could stop to smile and stare at her nearly naked body.

    The silly image made her chuckle, breaking the tension in the room for a moment. Her laughter  also caused her to snap out of her daydream.

    "Alright, I guess we can't leave you in the kitchen all day. Time to move you." Still stalling, she took another sip of her water, smaller in volume and at a more careful speed, while still never taking her eyes off the fake penis. Then she smacked her lips, took a deep breath and tried to summon up the courage to approach it. She took one step forward... AND immediately chickened out, making a swift about-face. As her anxiety returned, she thought, "I'm gonna need some more courage first!"

    Nikki would usually never drink this early in the day but the situation seemed to cry out for extraordinary measures. She opened the refrigerator and pulled out a fresh bottle of white wine. She grabbed a wine opener out of the counter drawer and shakily fumbled with it, trying to open the bottle. After a bit of a struggle, she finally got it open. Next, she searched the cabinet above her for the correct wine glass. 'I'm gonna need The Big One for this' she said to herself, drawing down her largest crystal glass.

    Standing with her back to the table, she gave herself a small pour and took a sip to make sure the wine tasted alright. She was so nervous, though, she hardly noticed, one way or the other, and instead, found herself gulping down the rest of the glass like it was water. Immediately, she backed it up with another absolutely huge pour and nervously guzzled most of that down, too.

    Determined to face her fear, she quickly refilled the glass, took one more quick swig, and glass in hand, walked towards the kitchen table, hoping that she was now ready.

    She approached it with caution, as if the penis might jump off of the table and attack if she were to suddenly make a false move. She placed her wine glass at arm's length on the table, and slid the giant bottle of fake cum aside, so that she could gaze solely upon the strange object. Then, she placed both elbows up on the edge of the table and leaned in for a closer look.

    Suddenly, her fears melted away and she even felt a bit foolish. Obviously, this thing posed no threat to her. She wondered if maybe she had been overreacting earlier. Surely, her husband had been an asshole for springing it on her the way he did - startling her by making it shoot that stuff in the air like a loaded firearm in her hand. Of course she was shocked by it! Who wouldn't be spooked after what he did, she reasoned.

    But, now that she was alone with it, she realized that her new house guest, however uninvited, was not going to bite her. In fact, it felt more like she was in the presence of a gentle, helpless baby animal - like a kitten or a puppy - not the scary, malevolent creature she had initially made it out to be.

    Curiosity got the best of her and, the next thing she knew, she was giving it a timid poke with the tip of her index finger. As her fingernail brushed over it, she could swear she heard a faint giggle - something reminiscent of the Pillsbury Dough Boy. Distracted, she spun her head around to see where the sound might have come from. When she found no one there, she paused and took a deep breath. "You're losing your mind, girl," she said to herself. She needed to calm down some more, so she grabbed her glass again in order to take another strong sip of wine, this time emptying it.

    When her breathing calmed down enough, she reached out and wrapped the fingers of her right hand around the soft, yet firm shaft and brought it in front of her face. Then, engaging her left hand to support the base, her right hand travelled up to encircle the head. She gave it a tentative squeeze and found it a bit squishy yet firm, and not as cold as she had anticipated, actually quite warm - just like a "real dick", she thought.

    In fact, up close to her face she found herself even more impressed by its detail than before. She tilted it this way and that, and thought, 'They certainly put a lot of work into making this thing look real. And Evan was right - it does look a lot like his.' Then she chuckled and added, 'Not that I'm such an expert...' In fact, she paused to reflect that Evan's dick was the only one she had ever really studied intimately. Satisfied that it was harmless, she spoke to it in a familiar tone, "OK, let's get you out of here. I need a shower!"

    Nikki grabbed the dildo around the shaft and, holding it away from her body like a soiled baby being brought to a bath, she marched it into the bedroom, and placed it on her nightstand. She quickly turned her back and headed for the bathroom, shucking off her robe as she walked.

    Before stepping through the door, she paused to glance over her shoulder at the cock, just sitting there on the night table by itself, and felt as if it was staring at her naked form. "What?!" she shouted defensively, as if it were a puppy dog trying to guilt her with its eyes for leaving him there all alone.

Chapter Three

    Nikki got into the shower a bit unsteadily, as the alcohol level in her bloodstream continued to rise. As she rotated around the shower door, she caught her reflection briefly in the mirror. Unhappy with what she saw, she quickly averted her gaze. Her butt was too large and her breasts too small, she felt. In fact, Nikki's body was strong and athletic, with wide hips and a flat stomach from her daily workouts, but she was never satisfied with herself, and no one could ever convince her otherwise.

    As she soaped up her upper body, a bit of anger welled up inside as she replayed the day's events again in her mind. She was annoyed that Evan would dump all of this stress on her. In her most bitter, sarcastic tone she mimicked Evan's voice, "Sorry Babe. Gotta run! Sorry I didn't have time to give you a baby but I DID get you a fake dick for you to practice with. Take good care of it. It cost a fortune. It does everything but make coffee!" She paused, then added to no one in particular, "He'll see, after I send it back! Hah!"

    As she closed her eyes to shampoo her hair, her grumbles diminished and much of her anger eventually washed away with the warm water. As she pulled the suds through her hair, her thoughts strayed, once again, to that damned dildo that was waiting for her in the next room. Had she really heard it giggle? she wondered. Once again, the fantasy returned.

    This time, though, the dicks floating around her head had lost all of their cartoonish aspects, now looking like exact copies of Evan's penis, except for the silly faces which were now mounted on top of their heads. About a half dozen of them orbited around her shoulders, each of them smiling and pausing every few seconds in front of her face, just long enough to duck in and give her a quick peck on the lips before withdrawing and moving on to the next one. Despite the fact that she almost never gave head, her lips began to quiver and instinctively tried to return the kisses.

    At that moment, Nikki heard her phone ring from within the bedroom. Instantly, she snapped out of it, embarassed by her still puckered lips.

    She cut her shower short and hurriedly dried herself with a towel. Before she was finished, she felt the need to stop and literally slap herself across her cheek, before saying aloud, "This is getting ridiculous!" Shaking, she thought to herself, "Is this what you've become? Are you so sex-starved that you're really thinking about doing this?" She finished towel-drying her hair but did not bother to put on underwear. Instead, she just threw on the terrycloth robe again and stepped into the bedroom.

    She checked to see who the caller had been. It was her friend, Emma, but Nikki decided she had more pressing matters to attend to and would call her back later.

    She sat on the edge of the bed, her back to the toy, trying to ignore it. She opened her laptop and picked up the box. She flipped it over to read the text on the back, searching for a web address somewhere but there was none. She typed the name of the product into a search engine and still had no luck finding it.

    Next, she got out the instruction booklet and flipped through the pages. She couldn't locate any other relevant information on how to return it - pictures of penises, Yes - lots and lots of penis pictures - of all shapes and colors, each one larger and more impressive than the next, she noted - but nothing useful. She cursed her lack of success and realized that she was probably not going to be able to return the thing, after all. Giving up, she stiffened her back, took a deep breath, closed her laptop and set it aside.

    She knew now that she'd be stuck with it and decided she may as well just make the best of it. Besides, she couldn't help but feel increasingly antsy and self-conscious, knowing that "that thing" was right behind her - watching her - practically, staring at her. Resigned to her fate, she turned her body around and said, "Alright, let's just get this over with!"

Chapter Four

    Still wearing her robe, the young redhead walked to the side of the bed and sat down. With somewhat shaky hands, she lifted the dildo off the night table and drew it to her breast, as she swung her legs up on the bed. She struggled to prop up the pillow before settling her still damp head into an almost comfortable spot. Then, she nervously lifted her head to reach out her left hand to grab hold of the dildo. Cradling it to her chest, she reached out again to snag the bottle of lubrication, which she set down on her right side. Then, with a deep sigh, she loosened the tie of her robe and spread it open, starting with her hips, and then exposing her breasts.

    As the dildo came in direct contact with her breastbone, it seemed to warm and settle itself within her cleavage. Nikki knew she didn't have the largest breasts in the world but was quite proud of their solid upturned shape. She looked down at them and wondered how large they might get if she ever got pregnant, As she did, she felt a rush of blood spread over every inch of her boobs, causing her pink aureole to puff up and her nipples to swell and thicken.

    Her entire bust continued to tingle as she turned to pick up the lubricant. She squirted some into the palm of her hand and blindly reached her hand down to her vulva to begin applying the lube in an almost clinical fashion, much a like a doctor preparing to do a vaginal examination. She rubbed the lotion around her outer lips first, and even inserted one finger, then two inside her.

    As she did, the dildo slid down further between her cleavage, warming even further as it drew closer to her nipples. Instinctively, Nikki hunched her shoulders to capture it better, as she leaned over to grab another squirt of lube from the bottle. She took the second handfull of lube and used a small amount of it to fully lube her inner lips, then used the rest of it to coat the head of the dildo.

    This time, when she grabbed hold of it, she was struck by how warm it felt. It wasn't hot, by any means, but certainly warmer than any dildo she had ever held before. As she slathered the head and shaft with the lubrication, it seemed to almost vibrate in her hands, sending a warm glow through the base that radiated out across her solid abdomen. Nikki couldn't help but react to the sudden flood of endorphins that continued to flow downward towards her pussy. Confident that the dildo was sufficiently lubed up, she cautiously drew it down to her pussy lips.

    Apprehensively, she frowned and twisted it around, probing for her opening, hoping that she was wet enough to get it inside of her. Her once worried look turned instantly to one of pleasant surprise when, within seconds, the cock easily slipped inside of her. At that moment, several things happened in quick sequence. Nikki's mouth formed an Ooh, and her eyes closed. Her arms rose to her chest in an almost defensive posture and a thought crossed her mind that the dildo felt completely familiar. It felt like, well, Evan - down to the smallest detail. It was just as warm, and every throbbing vein seemed exactly like her pussy remembered. It even moved like his dick, she thought. "Wait a minute, is it actually moving already!?" was the last coherent thought she had before swooning in place.

    The dildo had completely taken human form and was, somehow, twisting in and out, all on its own, without any help from Nikki. The young woman gasped in happy surprise. The cock spit out a few drops of precum and was, immediately, off to the races. It fucked her with abandon, like it was working up to something in an awful hurry.

    Nikki felt the frantic attack of the cock and, by habit, found herself clenching her hands in front of her. She grunted and concentrated, in an effort to cum before the cock did. After only two minutes, though - well before she could reach orgasm, she realized that the cock had already stopped moving. Pushed in as far as it could go, it pulsed weakly inside of her, and had already begun to deflate.

    Nikki bought her hands to her side, lifting up her torso and grimacing in sexual frustration. That was exactly like every one of her fucks with Evan - quick, frantic and unsatisfying. She moaned in sadness as her conscious mind began to return. "How long was that?" she asked herself. "Two, three minutes maybe?! God damn you, Evan!" Immediately, tears sprung to her eyes and she added, "And you'll probably never give me a baby! Is that so much to ask?!" she sobbed. A very deep sadness overtook her and she wallowed in self-pity. After awhile, she calmed down. Wiping away the tears, she closed her eyes and instantly was faced by the image of that silly cock again.

    Instantly transfixed, she noticed that this time it seemed to be perched atop a tall white granite column. The lighting was near blackness, except for a bright pin spot that lit it dramatically from the side. The little face on it looked terribly troubled, like it was silently offering up an apology. Then it made a "right this way" gesture with the index finger of one of its little hands, like a shopkeeper signalling that there was more inventory to be had in the back room.

    It twisted into a full 360 degree turn and, in the blink of an eye, it turned into another cock - still Caucasian but at least an inch larger.

    Nikki was stunned and failed to react, so the penis took that as a No and did another full pirouette.

    This time it appeared to be a bit larger and slightly darker in color. Her head cocked to the side as she struggled to figure out what the heck was going on. The cocks looked somehow familiar but she couldn't place where she had seen them before.

    The penis read her puzzled face as indecision, like a salesman who could see he was on the right track. It winked and grinned at her as if to say, "I have just the thing for you!' Then it spun around once again and blinked into a huge black cock. It was at least eight inches long, with a relatively small head but an incredibly thick bronze-black shaft that swelled in the middle. The ebony giant gleamed under the pin spotlight like it was covered in Baby Oil, emanating an almost ethereal glow. Nikki's jaw just dropped, unconsciously mouthing the words, "Oh my god!" Her mind's eye fixated on it in wonder and, at that moment, it occurred to her where she had seen it before - the Brochure!

    The dildo winked again and nodded. The two skinny arms gave her the thumbs-up sign, as if it were congratulating her for correctly figuring it out, and praising her for her excellent selection. Then, it snapped its fingers and the eyes and arms simply disappeared.

    Immediately, the semi-flaccid dildo that had somehow managed to stay inside of her all this time began to recover. Nikki groaned as she felt it returning, initially, to its previous size. In less than a minute, though, it began to grow even larger, expanding her tight pussy a centimeter at a time.

    As it grew, it began to leak its precum into her. The slick substance not only lubricated her vagina but soothed her insides to make it more receptive. As it continued to morph, the skin tone was darkening more and more until it was identical in shade to the black cock she had just envisioned.

    The cock stuffed her so tightly that, at first, it could not move forward or back, and it hadn't even completely finished growing. Nikki huffed and puffed in temporary discomfort as her incredibly tight pussy struggled to accomodate the massive presence within her. Meanwhile, even more precum flowed from the cockhead into her chamber, further soothing and stimulating her pussy to self lubricate.

    Her head spun as she felt the enormous rush of blood flowing to her pussy, or was it the heat from the ever-expanding cock buried inside of her. She moaned incoherently, as the cock finally reached the exact length and girth of the cock she had seen in her dream. The ebony shaft throbbed and swelled, fully stretching her out.

    Nikki quietly grunted as her pussy continued to adapt to the new sensation of fullness. As she learned to relax, she could feel the pulsations of the cock stimulating her every internal nerve. Eventually, her inner muscles let go of their overprotective death grip enough to allow the penis the room it needed to finally bottom out.

    The young wife gasped as she felt the cock modify itself to fill up every milimeter of available space - customizing its fit, from the tip that  gently nudged her cervix, to the large balls that formed a seal against her outer lips. Its shape fit her perfectly, and its final Black color created a stark but beautiful contrast to her delicate white complexion.

    Next, another healthy dose of precum shot deep into her uterus, injecting luteinizing hormone, along with a healthy dose of progesterone. Nikki felt a primal ache deep inside as her ovaries were triggered to drop an egg. As it turned out, it was totally redundant, since her uterus was already primed and ready, with an egg present and waiting. All it accomplished was to make her doubly fertile, and doubly horny.

    "Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh," she babbled as the cock began to rumble inside of her, trying to make room for itself. Nikki had no idea what was going on. Her head was swimming with hormones and her mouth hung open in constant wonder. Her brain could not make sense of any of it. She was just a giant mass of female horniness. She couldn't speak, except for an occasional strangled high-pitched croak. Her eyelids fluttered - open, then closed - open, then closed. When open, her facial expression was that of a young deer caught in the headlights. When closed, the look was pure lust.

    During one of her closed-eye alternations, she thought she heard her voice say, "Fuck me!" but couldn't be sure if she had spoken it aloud or just imagined it.

    Regardless, the dildo immediately began to comply. It slowly withdrew an inch and, even though it had nothing to press back against, it somehow managed to push itself back inside of her. Nikki gasped in surprise but before she could process any of it, it happened again. This time the stroke was an inch or two longer, and then a few seconds later, another stroke began that was longer than that. The penis seemed to sense when she was ready for each stroke and modulated its speed, length and power to her every need, starting slowly and gently.

    Before long, her eyes shut completely and she was ready to get fucked. Once again, she couldn't tell if she'd spoken the word out loud or not but, it was clear the dildo heard her say, "More!"

    That's when the real fucking began, with long, hard strokes. Nikki couldn't help but rotate her hips, and the cock stayed right with her, matching every move. Somehow, it never fell out, no matter how much she writhed underneath it.

    Her mouth gaped open as the assault began. Over and over the penis sawed in and out of her, mercilessly pounding into her newly-stretched pussy. The unrelenting pace overwhelmed her and she quivered in shock to think that this toy was about to make her cum, when her own lousy husband could not. "Oh, Sweet Jesus, please forgive me but I need this so badly!" she squealed.

    Then, her orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks.     "What the Hell was that?!" she cried out in her mind. "What is happening?!"

    She realized that she'd never actually been made to cum from just fucking alone. She'd never felt that before! Yes, she had orgasmed to her own fingers many times and to a small vibrator a few times but, this was entirely new to the naive wife. She shook her head in wonder, trying to understand what had just happened.

    This was incredible! It was easy to tell that she had enjoyed it, so the now very-real and very-alive cock resumed its newly-perfected fucking pattern, quickly drawing out another, even stronger, second orgasm from her. She no longer had to wonder. She smiled goofily. Despite her upbringing, she found herself falling in love with the awesomely, powerful feeling of pleasure this penis gave her.

    In one last jumbled attempt at rational thought, she squinted and struggled to remember what this "thing" was for. "It was supposed to be no more than a 'glorified turkey baster'...  something to help me get pregnant, that's all!" she thought - not something that expertly brought her pleasure! "Oh my god, do I actually like this?" she said, not believing her own words. Before she could finish that thought, another orgasm struck!

    "Oh my god!" she shrieked again, rising up on her elbows and thrusting her chest upwards. "I can't believe I... I... I fucking LOVE this! Jesus, God in Heaven, please forgive me!" she cried out. Then, she swooned and collapsed onto her back again.

    The image she had seen of the giant disembodied Black cock swayed before her mind's eye again. She was totally hypnotized by it now and all conscious thought disappeared. All inner tension and resistance seemed to flow out of her and she was ready to succumb to it - ready to be owned by it!

    The penis sensed her total acceptance and, almost victoriously, swelled to stretch the limitations of her pussy just a tiny bit more. Resigned to her fate, Nikki submissively crossed her arms over head like she was chained to the bed and, with her eyes still closed, her only thoughts were, "Give it to me!... Just do it!... More!"

    The giant cock began sliding freely in and out of the married woman's pussy, pounding her relentlessly. Her pussy gripped its entire length with every solid stroke, trying to keep it from ever withdrawing. Obliging her, the penis was determined not to let up until it had reached its goal. Every vein along its surface throbbed to stimulate every nerve of her wet, vibrating inner walls. Finally, she arched her back upwards, ready to reach a level of ecstasy she had never felt before. The penis sensed this and sped up just enough to push her over the edge.

    "Holy God!!!" she cried out, her strangled voice holding the pitch for nearly ten seconds. Her body quivered and shook uncontrollably, as the most powerful orgasm she had ever had rumbled through her.

    At that moment, the penis planted itself deep within her. The tip of the head buried itself slightly beyond the winking mouth of her uterus. From its enormous balls, a powerful torrent of very live, very virile human sperm flooded her uterus, breeding both of her available eggs!

    And at that perfect moment, a panting Nikki passed out, a blissful smile on her face. Somehow, the penis remained inside of her, preventing any semen from escaping her vagina for at least an hour. Satisfied it had done its job, the penis shrunk down, slipping out of her. It quickly returned to its original shape and color, and now lay harmlessly between her thighs, as if nothing had happened.

    The Dream Maker had reached its goal, though, successfully bringing her to multiple orgasms AND fulfilling her dream of getting pregnant - but this was not without caveats. Her anger and frustration with her husband had caused her to write him off, and imagine alternatives. Without specific guidance, The Dream Maker had made the choice for her and determined that the best path to pregnancy was to be inseminated with the virile sperm of a giant, disembodied Black man. In other words, be careful what you wish for, or The Dream Maker might make sure you get it!

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