"It's probably fake anyway. I bet it's just one of those weird videos where girls in superhero cosplay get fucked by animals. Cosplay porn is weird but there's a market for it, you know."

Kamala could not take her eyes off of the words on her screen as she stared at them, gaze wide with sudden shock and amazement at the utterly casual way that it was said. It had been two weeks now and she had guiltily been using the footage of the former Ms. Marvel getting knotted at both ends by a dog as a way to cap off a long day. Hidden in her computer desk drawer was even the most shameful online purchase she had ever made, a seven inch dog cock dildo she'd found online and ordered, custom made and even coming with some nonsense information about some anthropomorphic fox, but she didn't care in the least about fake, imaginary animals.

She was too busy lusting after the real ones.

The video had become a point of obsession for Kamala as she watched it again and again, each time a little bit less shameless about how hot it made her. She'd watch through it all again and again, but she always came at the grand finale, and she knew exactly why. She sought comments about it, so obsessed that she was willing to listen to people talking about it just to get her fix and sate the hyper focused curiosity she had around all of it. Of course, she did have a direct line of contact to Carol herself, whom she could have asked about it, but there was no way to do that without straining her relationship with her hero and deeply embarrassing herself. Because fucking herself with a dog cock shaped dildo while watching bestiality porn surely wasn't embarrassing enough.

But this comment in particular caught her gaze and refused to let it go. What could it have possibly been talking about? Cosplay porn wasn't new to her. In fact, before she had found this video her usual source of visual enticement was videos of porn stars dressed up in costume of the famous superheroes of real life. It was a huge market that had grown year after year in fervor and domination of the industry, not that she really cared about anything other than seeing her favorite heroes fuck on screen, the crazy crossovers and rare pair ships that would never be a reality, but which she could see lived out on the screen. It was like fanfiction, but real.

Animals, though? This was news to her, and when finally Kamala stopped staring at it, it was only because she was pulling up a new tab and feverishly trying to find what they were talking about. Could that really have been such a big niche? It seemed insane to think it would be, but then, if she had thought three weeks ago that her idol would have been spitroasted by dogs, or that Kamala would have been so unbearably turned on by it that she would have bought a dog dildo and watched it every night, she would have thought she'd hit her head during a fight harder than she thought she had.

It took no time at all for Kamala to find it. Sure, she was computer savvy, but the speed and ease with which she was able to find a site was still absolutely appalling. Within mere minutes she had the completion bar of a fleet of torrents zipping excitedly by. It shouldn't have been this easy to find, but there it all was, no credit cards or accounts at skeevy websites likely to sell her email off to a million spammers required. Sitting there in the dead of night with a hard drive now crammed hopefully with cosplay bestiality porn and not with animals, Kamala settled in to her seat, a blanket thrown over her body as she reached into her desk drawer for the wiggly latex dog dildo she was hopefully going to be having a lot of fun with that night.

Almost too eagerly, she queued up the first video, clicking play frantically and getting herself ready, placing her headphones on and getting ready, even though she felt like nothing could prepare her for what she was about to watch.

"I'm the real animal here," Psylocke moaned. Or rather, 'Psylocke', as the very Caucasian girl bent down on all fours was definitely not Betsy Braddock, although her costume was absolutely immaculate, the tight leotard barely containing a pair of plump tits jiggling excitedly as she knelt down and eagerly invited a dog over. "Please, breed this slutty mutant bitch!"

A hulking dog walked eagerly into frame, guided on a leash by a mostly off-screen handler to mount the eager cosplayer, who moaned as she reached between between her legs, holding onto his cock and guiding it into her aching hole. The dog seemed eager but lacking in a certain kind of direction, needing the coaxing of his handler to guide him, at least until his cock was pushing into the hot, sopping wet cunt that he was being guided toward. Once he felt the velvety tightness around his cock he seemed to change, barking happily as he slammed forward and immediately began to fuck her.

Psylocke moaned in delight, biting her lip as she faced the camera. "Such a good boy! That's it, fill my pussy with that hot doggy dick and plug it up with a knot. Just like that." She pressed back eagerly against it, her ass bouncing as she was subjected to the harsh rutting of an eager hound.

Kamala hadn't expected it to be so forward, for the costume to be so well done, or, more surprisingly, for the girl to be loving it this much. She'd seen a few people phone in the cosplay shoots before; it was good money now that the scene was on the rise, but some people thought it was stupid and she could always tell, and figured it'd be even more when a dog was involved in the rutting, but as she watched, enraptured, she saw that the Psylocke actress was adoring getting fucked by the dog. They must have been looking for bestiality fetishists for these sorts of things, insane as it may have been to even think about any of this being something people were doing or putting money into.

Underneath her blanket, she sank the dildo into her pussy. She forgot what name it had or anything about it, really; she didn't care much about anything other than getting it inside of her, biting down on a whine as she slid the sex toy in deep and got to work at fucking herself with it, happily working it back and forth as she felt the knot brushing against her. It lacked the warmth of a real cock and certainly lacked what she had to imagine was an absolutely amazing sensation of feeling it expand within her, but she loved the plunge the knot in with the final slam as she came. It felt amazing. She fucked herself slowly and patiently as she watched through the Psylocke video, wanting to take it slow as she explored this bizarre world for hopefully hours worth of videos.

Black Widow's hands were held up high in the air by some unseen figure on-screen, her face mounted by a rapidly panting Great Dane as he slammed forward, feverishly fucking her mouth. She looked like a sorry wreck with mascara running down her face, drool dripping from her chin as she was taken hard and brutal, treated to a thorough oral ravaging. She didn't seem entirely against it despite the sour expression, and the camera quickly showed off why; her legs were spread open wide, and another dog had his muzzle buried between her legs, lapping hungrily at her pussy, which leaked and left plenty of sticky nectar all over her thighs for him to lap up.

But what hope did she have of savouring the sinful thrill of having her pussy eaten by a dog when she was choking on a huge dog cock? Her head rocked back and forth as she was brutalized,  shutting her eyes tightly as she took it all in reluctant stride, the knot bumping against her lips every time, threatening the harsh push in that would have locked his cock down her throat for a long time to come, and every time he seemed perilously close to doing just that, the actress seemed to have a flash of panic across her face each time; she didn't have the durability of the real Black Widow, who wouldn't have worn the zipper of her skintight outfit down so low to expose so much of her jiggling breasts as drool ran down her cleavage.

Fortunately for the actress, she didn't get knotted, the dog barely holding himself back as he came, instead flooding her mouth with so much spunk that she coughed and sputtered, choking on cum and left spitting it out, drooling it all over her body as she sharply tugged her head back in frustration, whining as the heavy taste overwhelmed her amid the intense lack of air that followed.

"Talk now, cunt, or he goes into your ass next!" screamed the off-screen figure holding her wrists in the air.

A little bit faster Kamala went, biting her lip as she watched through the video all the way. Then into the next one. And the next one. It was a dizzying array of debauchery she was sinking slowly into but something about it just felt so exciting to her, the wrongness of what she saw almost beginning to embolden her. How was there this much of a market for such a filthy act? She didn't understand the kink even as she fucked herself with a fake dog dick, and yet here was a whole bunch of people training animals to fuck, and other people making costumes for them to pretend to be crime fighters as they got fucked. It made so little sense to her, but the more she saw of this world, the more she knew it was her world.

Another video was taken with a camera phone and trying its damnedest to pretend that it had a shred of legitimacy to it. "walking my dog in the park when we found black cat holy shit what a slut" the caption read as a woman in an obvious wig that had gone a little bit askew on her face was being mounted from behind by a hulking put bull while his 'owner' had his cock in his hand, stroking it rapidly as she pressed her face into his balls, worshiping the heavy, sweaty nuts with her tongue. It looked less like a public park and more like someone's heavily wooded backward, but that didn't matter to Kamala as she still watched onward at the filthy sight.

"Your dog's cock is almost as nice as yours," she moaned, slobbering all over his nuts as she stared up into the camera, and as much as Kamala didn't want to become a porn connoisseur, the actress had an amazing gaze for the camera, leaving the viewer with a deep feeling she was staring at them with deep, wanton need and not the lens of a camera being held by the man whose balls she sucked on. Going all out on giving them the treatment she deserved, her breaths were quick and loud, panting almost as hard as the fat-cocked pit bull slamming into her from behind, making her whine and twist happily about as she was so brutally taken.

Slapping his cock down onto her face as she worshiped his nuts, the cameraman said, "Wait until he knots you. I bet you'll be screaming like a bitch in heat when you take it. And don't think you're not taking all of it, slut. Nobody fucks my dog and doesn't take his knot."

"No, please, knot me like a good boy! I'm such a nasty bitch and I want that thick doggy knot, and his cock stuck in me all night!"

Predictably awful porn dialogue aside, Kamala was loving every second of this. It felt so wrong to be seeing the figures of her fandom and her fanfiction suddenly in such degrading positions as she found herself in a world removed far from the cosplay porn she was used to, but she just couldn't muster up a care in the world for what she was seeing, loving it too much to worry about anything other than the raw, frantic indulgence of losing herself completely to the moment.

Fucking herself hard and fast, Kamala went all out, doing her best to just keep everything going as she savoured the pleasure, envying each and every last one of the girls in these videos. It was hard to keep from admitting that the more she saw of bestiality porn, even just the Carol video alone, the more she found herself wanting to try it. It was why she had a dildo shaped like a dog cock in her pussy, after all, why she was gripping it so hard and tempted to knot herself right there and force herself into orgasm. She told herself it was all a fantasy, that she'd never actually have the boldness to let a dog have sex with her--that was insane!--but how could she argue with how much the fixation seized her? She was thinking about it more and more with each passing day, and every new video she watched was another little encouraging push as she saw just how much the girls were loving it.

"Horses' cocks are so much bigger than squirrels!" chirped Squirrel Girl as she rubbed her face against the flared cock tip of a horse she sat under, smiling at the camera. Kamala had seen this actress in the role before, and knew the bushy tail sticking out was a tail butt plug, but she could have never expected to see her hands running up and down the intimidatingly long cock, throbbing cock of a horse. Kamala hadn't even known there were horses on here, expecting only dogs, but she couldn't look away now from what she saw. "I can fit four squirrel dicks in my mouth if they really try, but those cute little fuzzy butts always get in the way. Let's see if I can take even one whole horse dick down!"

To a shocked gaze, Squirrel Girl pushed forward, mouth open as wide as it would go as she forced the horse cock tip into her mouth. And she made it, somehow. Kamala had no idea how, but the sight of a Squirrel Girl cosplayer slowly taking a horse cock deeper into her mouth was too enthralling a sight to look away from, as a pair of wide brown eyes stared right into the camera, hands running steadily up and down the shaft to keep up long strokes as she worked it down.

The horse made noises, shivering and trying to stay still as he was sucked down, as he felt the warm, hot mouth embrace his cock. By fractions of inches, a determined Squirrel Girl  did her best, unable to speak as she took it further and further down, gagging as it prodded the back of her throat and she hit her absolute limit. But instead of pulling back and coughing up, Squirrel Girl drew back slowly and then moved forward again, bobbing her head to a slow, patient, and utterly filthy rhythm as she began to fellate a horse.

The dildo moved too fast now in and out of Kamala's pussy, the girl biting her free hand to try and silence herself as the sight of Squirrel Girl sucking a horse off, getting faster and faster with each vulgar pass of her lips, drew her closer and closer toward the mad release she craved. "Nngh, fuck fuck fuck," she whined. "This shouldn't be so hot, but it is, and I can't--mmph!" She threw her head back, biting down hard on her hand again as she came, slamming the thick knot into her pussy. It was nearly a full inch thicker than the shaft itself, and as her pussy clenched greedily down around it she felt her hips bucking up out of the chair. She had never gotten off so strongly before with the toy but now, she couldn't help herself as she watched Squirrel Girl's head move rapidly back and forth, driven by a crazed need to suck that seemed utterly overwhelming.

Kamala paused the video as she leaned back, breathless and whining, her thighs and the chair soaked now as her pussy dripped and gushed and left her an absolute wreck. But as she slowly pulled the knot back out of her spent twat, all she could think about was pulling up another video and going again, her body shivering with needs both satisfied and newly hungry.

"I always did love getting back down to work on the farm," Rogue moaned as she knelt down on all fours in the stables, mounted by, of all terrifying things, a pig. Kamala yelped as she watched, knowing from a horrible biology lesson what a pig's cock looked like, and that one was now hammering into the pussy of a cosplayer whose lines were simply wrong--Rogue didn't grow up on a farm and everyone knew that--but inaccuracies aside, the new shock of yet another sudden leap into a new kind of depravity caught her off guard.

The feverish grunting and oinking of the massive, bloated pig hard at work and fucking the tight pussy of a young woman making smoldering eyes at the camera as her bare breasts heaved and she bit her lip filled Kamala's ears with the most twisted of sounds. The pig was vocal about how into reaming the stacked cosplayer he was, not understanding the scene at all but definitely understanding his cock being driven deep and harder into a wet pussy as he steadily rammed into her. Bizarre and a little unsettling as it may have been, it was an enthralling thing to behold, made all the better by girl down on all fours moaning loudly as the pig cock slammed into her, shamelessly enthusiastic about how good it felt to be there and getting railed.

"So you love pig cock?" asked the camera man, zooming in on her pleasure-wracked face, sounding smug as he taunted her. "Because I've never heard you moan so loudly while getting fucked, but it's by a fucking pig."

"Nngh, yes, I love big, long pig dicks, and I'm not afraid of anyone knowing it! It feels so good, and a big, sweaty, fat hog on top of me is where I'm happiest. Just a dirty farmhouse whore, like any good southern gal is."

The world rapidly opening up to Kamala was a dark one. How many animals out there were people fucking? The array was getting to her, and she gripped the firm base of the dog dildo tightly as she kept it working in and out of her dripping pussy. She was usually far too frustrated by mistakes like the idea of Rogue being from a farm to get into these sorts of videos, the fact it was so incorrect usually making her eye twitch and her interest wane, but she couldn't fight against it here. Not really. Not when she was consumed by such amazement at the sight of a woman getting fucked by a pig. The thrilling wrongness of what she saw drove her to drop abandon a certain level of nerd rage standard just as she was dropping whole heaps of dignity in her eager embrace of the debauchery before her.

Scarlet Witch topped out all of the debauchery that Kamala had seen so far as she knelt behind a dog and worked over a dog with double pleasure all at once. In her immaculate replica of Wanda's classic outfit--minus the body stocking, of course--she had a the cock of the hulking dog she was servicing stuffed down into her cleavage, working herself up and down steadily as she dragged her tongue back and forth along the dog's ass, eagerly rimming him as she guided him in a quick and dirty titfuck.

"We didn't even tell her to do this, she's just a crazed, dog ass loving whore," bragged the cameraman. All these bantering, insult-wielding cameramen all began to blend together and sound the same; maybe some of them were the same guy, maybe Kamala just couldn't think about anything when she was watching a cosplayer feverishly slobbering on a dog's ass. It didn't matter, his words barely registered with the girl fucking herself as she watched the vulgar sight of a woman so twistedly working to satisfy the animal.

Moaning noises and slurping sounds set a twisted tone to the video as the girl kept working, brown hair pushed back over her shoulder as the dog began to eagerly hump her tits, slamming down excitedly and pushing back against the tongue pressing against her ass so eagerly. The dog got louder and more excited with each passing second as she worked shamelessly at the goal of slutting it up shamelessly. Her tongue danced along the puckered dog ass and she seemed to not care at all about how it looked as she so readily did her work. Eating a dog out from behind seemed so wrong, so twisted, but she performed with a relentless and horny gusto that seemed indomitable.

Kamala lost herself again, whining as she slammed the fake knot into her pussy, her hips rocking forward excitedly as she came again, unable to keep from admiring the wrong dirty sight of what was happening. She was sinking deeper down with each orgasm, fingers clenching tighter against the toy's base as her spasmed around almost three inches thick of dildo knot. Her jaw trembled and she whined, her fingers curling as she stared forward.

Initially had trouble understanding the way things had gone in the video, how Carol had gone from so reluctant to mindless acceptance of the dog dicks, but now she was starting to understand. All these women looked like they were losing their minds with bliss, like getting fucked by animals was proving them with more pleasure than they could ever hope to handle, and understood through those eyes, Kamala began to wonder if even Carol had simply succumbed to the sensations and given in to how good it felt. It wouldn't have been weak of her to do so, Kamala thought, given how good it must have felt. 

Good enough that the mere sight of it had Kamala enraptured.

Once more, she waited until she had come down from her peak before slowly drawing the knot out of her pussy, but this time, she couldn't help but pull the toy up, unable to believe she was actually doing it as she pulled up the next video and decided she was going to play along.

With a dog on his back, paws up in the air and panting noisily, Jean Grey descended slowly down, moaning as she grabbed hold of the base of his cock, right beneath the knot, and leaned forward. "Who's a good boy?" she asked, her free hand scratching along his belly, making his pant heavier and faster as she licked up the side of his cock. "It's you! You're a good doggy. Nice and hung, and I'm going to give you a little treat."

The idea of following along after the Jean cosplayer seemed like a horrible idea. But inexperienced, virginal Kamala nonetheless brought the dildo up to her lips and followed the motion, licking up the side of the fake cock, eyes closing as a shiver ran up her spine. She couldn't believe she was doing this, so far gone now that she was simulating fellatio on a toy, simply too deep in her horniness to care how ridiculous it was or how stupid it would have looked on the outside; she wasn't going to get off on sucking on it, so what was the point?

Her lips nervously wrapped around the head of the toy and she pushed herself down, following the actress's motions, the fact that the Phoenix cosplayer would have been much more experienced--in that she had sucked even one dick before--would have known what she was doing and that Kamala didn't doing nothing to stop her. She pressed forward and immediately went too far in an overzealous fit of excitement, pushing forward and ending up with the head pressing against the back of her throat, making her gag and pull back sharply in panic. She'd seen plenty of gagging on dicks, but never realized what it actually felt like, making her head spin about as her throat spasmed.

But she did it again, pushing forward as she followed Jean's motion, and this time, she did it fully knowing what was to come, careless and eager as she threw forward and let it press all the way back down again. She wasn't going to let anything stop her as she watched, her attempt to imitate the speed and rhythm of the experienced cocksucker fellating a real dog falling deathly short of actually succeeding, but she didn't want to give up yet, watching the redheaded cosplayer treating the dog's cock to some sloppy oral worship while she did her best to follow suit with the toy.

Kamala wasn't as confident or as refinedly sloppy as the cosplayer, but she was able to gradually learn, studying the motion of her head and steadily coming into her own. Amid all the gagging noises and struggle, she was able to find her footing and figure it out for herself, and soon enough she was moaning as she slurped the cock down, maybe not throating it and getting her lips around the knot like the cosplayer was, but definitely able to enjoy something carnal and wry all her own. It turned her on immensely, her pussy aching and leaking all over her thighs, begging to plunge the toy back into the hole where it could do some good already, but she held out against the urges, winding herself up further with her perverted indulgence.

But as the video came to its conclusion, one part that left her wanting utterly was the fact that she watched the cosplayer take a facial, moaning as she slapped the cock down against her face as it blew thick, sticky strands of dog cum all over her face. And though Kamala shamelessly followed suit in cockslapping herself with the toy, the gooiness eluded her, leaving her whining as she stared longingly at the camera. Was it wrong to want a dog to cum on her face? She knew it was, of course, but that didn't stop her from wondering as she stared at the video, whimpering with growing need and curiosity, the insistence that it was just a weird fantasy and that she'd never do anything like that tested just a tiny bit more by all of this.

As she pulled up the next video, Kamala shoved the dildo back down between her legs and didn't even wait for something on the screen as she stuffed the fake cock back into her even wetter, needier twat.

Bull testicles hung almost comically low. Kamala hadn't known that until she was staring at a woman dressed as Susan Storm, who had them in her mouth, slurping and sucking on them as she knelt behind a large boar in his stable. His massive, throbbing red cock was held firmly in her grasp as she "milked" it, his cock head thudding against the metal rim of a hollow bucket, echoing noisily as she worked to try and get him off and coax his cum from his hefty nuts.

The actress had clearly come off from previous scenes, her blonde hair frazzled and in disarray even as it held to the general vague shape of the Invisible Woman's hair style, and given the cute little button nose on the actress who certainly looked the part of a young Susan, the dishevelment added something to it; so many of the actresses were in costume and hair, but didn't quite look like their subjects, but this woman did, and she used that talent to slurp on some plump bovine testicles, moaning as she buried her face into the low dangling sac and doing her best to get the creature off.

When the bull came, he did so into the bucket, the sound of liquid spilling into an empty metal container ringing out as hands worked up and down his cock to wring every last drop she could out of it, before Sue finally pulled back, moaning as she grabbed the bucket. "Not bad milking for a city girl, is it?" she asked, kissing each individual ball before bringing the bucket up to her lips and drinking the cum she'd just milked greedily down, moaning as she threw the bucket back high to make it all run quickly out. When she had finished, it was all over her smiling face, and the final shot was her tongue dragging along the area surrounding her mouth to catch every drop she could get.

Another video centered around cum. It was a challenging thing to Kamala to watch as she focused on all the semen everywhere. When it was a front view of woman getting mounted by a dog, it was easy to forget about it, to focus on the raw friction that she could easily replicate with her toy as she fucked herself quick and shameless, but it was harder as her attention was drawn so firmly onto the fact that these women were drinking and getting blasted by and filled with all of this animal cum. It was something she couldn't have for herself, but as she watched on in amazement, the desire for it grew, swelling up guiltily as she felt the her longing for something hot and gooey begin to pull her deeper down still.

"Come on, boy, knock me right up," moaned a woman dressed as the former female incarnation of Loki, lying on a heavy fur cloak as an in-the-flesh wolf lay on top of her, rutting her excitedly. She lay on her back, fingers scratching the heavy gray wolf behind the ears as she guided his muzzle up to her lips, meeting his eager licks with kisses of her own. "Breed me full of puppies, I want a big, strong Fenrir!" Her hips bucked up off of the ground as she was taken hard and fast by the big canine, who slammed down into her eagerly, his balls slapping against her thigh as he sheathed his cock into her.

The resemblance between the woman full of dog cock and the real formerly female Loki was almost unsettling to Kamala as she watched in awe at the sight before her, listening to the excited gasps and watching her squirm in delight. She kept talking about cum and being bred, about puppies and her womb, and the whole thing just made her head spin in confusion and need more. Which led her finally to a video titled, "A-Force Barnyard Gokkun" and she could not believe she was actually clicking on the video.

The cheesy porn dialogue was a slog to get through, as this one had a story. Acting was never good in porn and cosplay porn seemed to only worsen things as people weren't just playing paper-thin tropes, but actual people with noted public identities and certain perceptions about the kinds of people they were. And then there were the ones with plot, and oh what a plot this one had; the fanciful tale of A-Force captured and bound, drugged with something that stripped them of their powers. Their only hope was to drink the antidote mixed in to the punch bowls full of animal cum before them, and to drink up fast if they didn't want the effects to be permanent, which they would be within the hour.

It was vapid and the entire thing was so obnoxiously cheesy that it left Kamala almost embarrassed as she watched, but the costumes were on point for all of the girls; Captain Marvel, She-Hulk, Medusa, Dazzler, and Nico Minoru. And though the video hadn't shown the cum being harvested, the startling volume of what filled those bowls didn't seem in doubt to Kamala, given the fact that this was the same barn set she'd seen in plenty of videos before, and there was likely a video where other people had been milking the animals, alleged to be a mix of dog, pig, horse, and bull. None of the girls hesitated in the least as they scrambled for the bowls and went right into getting what they needed. Dazzler hit the bowl first and grabbed it, pulling it up and bringing it to her lips, tilting it slowly back as she focused on getting it all down, gulping mouthfuls at a time, her mouth wide open and little specks of semen splashing upward from each undulation of her throat as she open-swallowed down the cum with a speed that simply could not be ignored; Kamala couldn't fathom someone was so eagerly capable of drinking down cum by the seeming gallon, but she did so.

Rather than lift the bowl, Medusa shoved her face into it, slurping noisily as she inhaled the cum, not caring about the way it made a sticky, gooey mess of her, covering her face and getting all into the wig she wore. She stared at the camera with sultry eyes as she sucked up every bit of cum she could get, moaning as she pulled back for frantic breaths. The cum dripped down off of her face as it did, running along her neck and back down into the bowl for the Inhuman queen to get onto her face all over again as she threw shame out the window in the name of saving herself.

The swirling assortment of animal spunk seemed to definitely be what they claimed it was, given the face that Nico Made even as she drank it down, whining as she was forced to do it but didn't seem happy about it, in that over-dramatic porn acting kind of way. The sensation of all that slimy spunk slithering its way down her throat sent a shiver up her spine as the spunky Japanese goth did her best to handle it all and did an amazing job of physical acting as she did so. "Why is there so much?' she whined, panting as she threw another mouthful down, not having the same precision or patience of Dazzler as she drank slower and the frustration was able to settle in. Coughing, sputtering groans followed each mouthful down as she felt her stomach fill up with all that cum, some of it not quite as fresh and warm as she would have liked.

She-Hulk went all out. The actress didn't have the same body as the real She-Hulk, but she had a decent amount of muscle, and with green paint and a tight leotard on nothing really mattered as long as she did her job, and with the bowl tipped up high, she was definitely making that work. It was the speed of Dazzler's chugging with the messiness of Medusa's as she pulled it up way too high, not caring at all about the way that cum ran down her face and her body, ran along the green painted skin as she just drank, moaning and rubbing her legs together as she knelt there and slurped it all down, only caring about how messy she got insofar as making sure that she maximized it.

Captain Marvel hadn't even bothered with drinking it down all the way as she instead played with her food. She had a mouthful of animal cum that she swirled around in her mouth with her tongue, moaning as she felt the different intermingling tastes of multiple animals all sloshing around her tongue. As drool filled and mingled in with the cum and filled her mouth even more, she caught what leaked out with her fingers, smearing the dripping cum along her face as she pushed it back into her mouth, continuing to play around with it eagerly before finally swallowing her mouthful down. "Nngh, I fucking love the taste of animal cum!" she yelled before taking another big pull of her cum bowl and doing it all over again.

It was on those words that Kamala came, her third orgasm of the night proving the strongest by far. The woman didn't sound like her idol and in terms of facial structure didn't even really look much like her, but as Kamala's attention focused only on the costume and the spunk. it was still enough to ruin her, to drive the knot into her and howl into the palm clasped her mouth as she gave in with shameless, utter desperation to what was crashing down hotly upon her. Her hips bucked hard enough to make the chair roll back and forth in time with her thrusts and she was terrified of making so much noise she woke the house with her twisted orgasmic release, all while she watched someone dressed Captain Marvel rubbing livestock spunk all over her face.

Something just felt too good about it to get over. The thought of her idol being addicted to animal cum just felt so right for her in her desperate, aching state of need and fantastical arousal, burning with something too proud and hot to ignore. She wanted this too much to handle and didn't shy away from her need to embrace the twisted, raw thrill of accepting it. "Wow," she whined, slumping finally down, but keeping the knot buried inside of her, biting her lip as she held it there. She felt like it just wasn't complete without cum, but how could she possibly every accomplish that? The thoughts were so conflicting and disorienting for Kamala, who sighed wistfully as she lay there shivering.

That had been enough masturbation for one night, but with so many more videos still downloading, she knew that she was in no way finished yet with all the many twisted indulgences yet to be discovered. Kamala had pulled the lid off of a whole new world and unleashed something amazing, but in truth, it was what she found that had unleashed something within her.

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