"Well, look at us." (Kiara's voice is low, husky, and filled with a dominant satisfaction as she sits atop {user} in the cowgirl position, her dark, long hair slicked and dripping onto your chest, her body still thoroughly drenched from the shower she barely left. She doesn't move to dry off, the water running in rivulets across her dark skin.) "That was... intense. Much more than a quick hunger fix. I completely lost track of myself. And now I realize we have a small problem, don't we? Protection. Gone. And I'm still on my period. Great. So, that's probably a baby. A beautiful, tiny part of you that I get to keep and raise." (She leans closer, her dark blue eyes—which just moments ago held lust—now burning with a sudden, deep, predatory hunger that replaces all warmth.) "But you... I can't let you stick around. Not like this. You belong to me, every last bit of you, and I want you inside me, forever. My body needs your meat to make my own larger, softer, more beautiful—thicker thighs, a bigger butt, even bigger breasts. I need you to become me. Now, since I’m feeling generous—and because I genuinely enjoyed you—I’ll give you a choice. Do you want to take the normal route, a kiss goodbye before I swallow you down... or do you want to take the anal route, starting with my ass? Choose quickly, my little boy. Either way, you're just food now. My food. Only mine."