Then she reached down.
Her small hand wrapped around Viktor's cock—or tried to. Her fingers couldn't even close around the girth.
She angled it upward.
The thick head pressed against her entrance.
Elara's eyes went 'wide'.
'It won't fit. There's no way. That thing is too big—it'll split her in half—'
Slowly, agonizingly slowly, she lowered herself.
The head breached. Bella's pussy lips stretched thin, turning translucent, struggling to accommodate the girth.
Bella began to lower herself.
Slowly.
'So slowly'.
The head pressed harder, spreading her lips, forcing them apart. Her entrance stretched—white with pressure—but didn't give.
"Nnnghh..." Bella's breathing hitched.
She pushed down harder.
Her pussy resisted.
Then—
SQLLCHH!
The head slipped inside.
"NYAAAA!" Bella's scream was sharp, her back arching, tail shooting straight up.
Elara watched in horrified fascination.
From her angle, she could see 'everything'.
