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Transcend's fingers rub small circles around her bulging clit. Bare flesh, wet with sweat, reflects the blue light of her monitor in otherwise impermeable darkness. The air is thick enough with the stink of sex that she could chew on it. Sloppy squishes from her masturbation are loud enough to hear just below the sounds of the porn Transcend is schlicking off to. It's an amateur vid like usual; professional porn is alright, but Transcend prefers the more realistic back-and-forth of kinky folks fucking on camera for fun.
Suspiciously short nails rake over her swollen cunt, leaking sticky grool onto the seat of her chair. Her perch evokes the hunched posture of a gargoyle. Her right foot is propped up on the seat while her left leg dangles off to the side, lazily flashing her whole pussy hanging just on the edge of her seat for a few towels to catch most of the runoff. This pose does her lower back no favors, but Transcend has already come to terms with trading future problems for the familiar comfort right now. Speaking of coming…
"Ghhh!!" Transcend grits her teeth as her pelvic floor spasms around her fingers for orgasm #12. It's a small one. She tries riding her g-spot to hit the double up, but the melting ecstasy starts to fade before she can hit #13. The lone uma mumbles a "Dammit" before clicking the hotkey on her mouse for a new random video. This one kicks off with a couple in a dark room banging over the camera. The top's balls hang pretty low, swinging around and slapping the bottom getting railed off the edge of a mattress. Transcend frowns - not because the filming isn't hot, but because this video has no sound. Why do I even have this one still saved? It just annoys me every time it comes up. I want to hear those nuts spank that ass, but alas…
Transcend stirs her honeypot with two fingers lodged inside, grinding a full circuit against the tender walls as she listlessly clicks through her catalog. Creampies, threesomes, gangbangs, gay girls, gay dudes, blowjob POVs, wizard roleplay (she stays on that one just to chuckle at the guy yelling "Power Word: Jizz!"), latex play, JOI, porn animations, fucking machines… none of it inspires Transcend's fingers to pick up the lazy pace keeping her fluffed and horny. She settles on watching an uma get spit-roasted between two guys making out with each other.
"It's fine…" Transcend muses aloud to her empty room. "Ugh. I should probably check for new stuff." She grumbles. Vetting videos is getting increasingly more annoying, so she really doesn't want to do it. It's probably just going to kill her libido again, but if it makes her next session more fresh, maybe it is worth doing now. Transcend casually pulls herself free from her pussy and wipes the digits off enough to start typing with both hands. Her right leg also drops back down into a normal position, though Transcend still slouches like a bean bag as she browses for new fap material. Naturally, 99% of her results are trash.
The digital nomad wanders the deserts of stolen content, bad camera work, and the infinite expanse of step-sister incest for what feels like an eternity. She casually sends a message to a friend over LANE about some plans for tomorrow when a thumbnail catches Transcend's eye. The girl looks cute and the resolution is pretty sharp, so Transcend opens it up.
A black-haired umamusume waves at the stationary camera while cuddled up to a man's side. They're both fit, attractive, and naked as the days they were born. Transcend whistles softly. The on-screen uma's hips are criminally wide - like, 'how does she fit in doorways' tier. It's no wonder the guy at her flank is rocking a half-chub just standing there. Transcend can practically feel their nervous excitement radiating through the screen.
"Hi there! So, uh, I'm Midnight Sugar! And this is my hubby, Yuto!" They both wave this time. Cute couple, Transcend thinks. She smiles seeing Sugar's tail whipping around wildly.
"Relax, dear." Yuto laughs and turns his wife to face him. She pouts a little, but surrenders to the kiss pecking down on her lips as his cock nestles comfortably against her bush.
Transcend immediately pauses the potential gem on her hands. Naturally, she checks the usual mirror sites for any signs of this video being ripped from somewhere else. No hits is a good start. She digs a bit into the uploader's profile next. It looks legit at a glance based on two other videos uploaded prior to the one Transcend landed on. The quality of the first video is murky, but is clearly of the same two people. The second video uploaded about a month later has better res that matches the most recent entry. Something about the date tickles her memory. Transcend swaps to a new tab to confirm.
"Heh." A smirk paints her lips. "She got a new phone on release day, and the first thing she does with it is film herself getting fucked." Transcend feels pretty proud after making that connection… until she realizes she just clocked a stranger's device based on the upload time of their sex tape. Pushing that depressing revelation aside, Transcend hops back to the video after performing some additional due diligence to ensure it is bona fide original content. Her eyes are glued to the screen when she presses play.
"I know!" Midnight Sugar wriggles around in Yuto's arms. They share a laugh while cuddling and swaying together. Goddesses, I wish that were me.
"Oh-! Right!" The woman on screen looks over at the camera with an embarrassed smile. "Sorry! But, well, you can see we really fit together." The couple laces their fingers into a tightly linked lattice. "So we did some talking now that we have our own place, and…" Sugar trembles with happiness. "We're going to have a baby!"
Transcend cocks her eyebrow up as the couple kisses. This is a bit of a weird way to announce a pregnancy.
"Well, I-I mean, we're going to try. I'm not pregnant." Midnight Sugar clarifies right on time to further confuse Transcend. Where is this going?
"Not pregnant yet, dear." Yuto chuckles. The uma's spouse pulls her into a tight embrace, rocking those stable-bearing hips under his palms. "But we're going to change that."
Right as the pieces click into place in Transcend's head, the video smash cuts to Midnight Sugar and Yuto fucking each other's brains out on their bed. The camera is posed to their left, giving a good view of the couple in profile. Transcend quickly learns that Sugar is one hell of a screamer, forcing her to turn down the volume before sliding her hand down between her legs. They aren't delicate or tender like before - Yuto is really hammering his wailing wife until he full sends it balls deep. Both of them gasp and grunt and whine through each pump of cum being pounded into Sugar's raw pussy. Wait, already? That was way faster than I thought.
The next cut comes right as Yuto and Sugar kiss each other. The filmed wife is dominating the frame now, showing off her ass-up pose in a head-on shot of her getting absolutely slammed by her husband. Yuto holds on tightly to her sable tail, tugging out those cries that make Transcend's eyes go wide as she realizes what's going on. By the time her fingers are in her cunt again, Transcend is already dripping with excitement.
Each cut follows a similar formula: Midnight Sugar and Yuto are fucking like animals in their bedroom until he busts his load inside of her, then the new clip plays a few moments after. The camera position changes as often as the position Sugar gets railed in, capturing the married couple in a variety of angles. She cries out for his cum every time. He fills her up without fail. Transcend slams her fingers deep each cut, drawing out the geyser she feels boiling in her core.
Now, Transcend is not really into the idea of having kids. They're noisy, dumb, and very annoying. However… seeing Midnight Sugar clawing at her mattress and begging to be bred as her mate tries his damnedest to get her pregnant, the masturbating audience can't help but sympathize. Transcend grunts and leans back in her chair to adopt a similar pose to the one Sugar is being drilled in. Her fingers aren't enough. A juice-splattered palm reaches out for the solace of Transcend's dildo. Entirely on coincidence, Yuto bottoms out in his wife the same instant that Transcend shoves her toy inside. So much electric joy floods her synapses that Transcend worries she's about to burn them out. There is no technique or skill to the frantic shaking of her hips - just like Sugar, all she wants is the sweet heat of virile seed painting her womb white.
"Fuck me! Cum in me! Goddesses, please!! KNOCK ME UP!!!"
Transcend can't tell if it's her or Sugar screaming. She's entirely lost in the depths of carnal pleasure until the sound of Yuto's grunting as his orgasm hits sends Transcend and Midnight Sugar over the edge. Transcend's hips buck so hard that she rips out the cord of her headset, but she's so far gone that she still hears them cumming while her own pussy spasms wildly. There's a point during her orgasm that she literally can't see anything under a veil of blinding white. Transcend can barely breathe. Her bowed spine shakily lowers back into the now-sopping-wet chair as she struggles to keep her eyes open.
"Haah…hooouuffh… hooo-ooohlee fuck." The girl grins like an idiot. That was probably the strongest she's ever nutted. One glimpse at the flooded depths below her desk all but confirms it. She basks in the afterglow, enjoying—
"OH, FUCK ME! YES, YESSS!!"
Transcend jumps like the Devil himself was on her tail. Her porn has been on speakers since her headset was torn out. She scrambles to shut Sugar up, panting for breath by the time she manages to pause the video.
"Fucking… ugh, great." The sticky, shiny Transcend works fast to download the video and stash it on her drives. Before she can categorize it under the porn i like folder, though, she diverts the file to the sacred land of shit that changed my life.
She then leaves a like on the UmaHub video, because she's not a monster.