lost humanity.

Getting gangbanged by a bunch of goblins while knowing that he's timing and counting every round to study how such small creatures have so much stamina.

Sucking and jerking off a centaur for almost an hour just so he could measure how much a centaur could cum in one sitting (it was a lot).

He's so sweet, always saying thank you for helping him with his studies, always attentive with the aftercare. He helps you push out the loads cum and sometimes eggs that are left inside you. Not without taking some samples for his research, of course.

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Closing his note book and placing his pen down on the desk, he returns the orcs nod as the giant pulls his pants back on and steps out of the room. He takes the small towel and water bottle he set on his desk and crouches next to the bed, assessing your chest moving up and down as you try to catch your breath.

He brushes a thumb across your cheek, whispering small praises. He has you drink some water while gently cleaning up the mess between your legs.

"He came so much but he didn't even look tired. I wonder how many rounds he could actually go if-"

Your whine cuts him off, bringing your legs together in protest. You shiver when you feel another glob of cum ooze out of you.

Your boyfriend chuckles rather sheepishly, mumbling an apology. He leaves the towel under your hips and leans over your form on the bed, bringing his face closer to yours.

"Thank you for helping me with this."