The alluring odor emanating from the senior linebacker spelled it out clearly—Darryl's newly-formed womb needed a load of cum to quell the heat. He needed to get bred!
Three hours earlier… at lunch, when Darryl confided in his best buddy that he was feeling strange. He was embarassed, but knew Earl wouldn't make fun of him. He confessed that his butt cheeks felt slippery and his hole had been itching for days. But not itching on the outside… something deeper needed to be satisfied. That's when Earl first caught a whiff of a new smell. It awoke something in the young alpha. He immediately recognized the scent… Darryl—his massively built, football teammate and best buddy—was a… an omega?!
Back to the present…
Darryl's pussy was in season and any Daddy within thirty yards of him could smell it. But Earl couldn't just smell it… He could FEEL his buddies heat. It radiated out of the big dude in waves. His sweet pussy slick gently squirted from Darryl's hairy cunt was driving the lean, fuzzy quarterback crazy.
Earl had to help his thickly-built pregger buddy with his problem. Even though their higher brains new what could come from this, they were drugged up with their own endorphins… their pheromones forming a feedback loop of call and response… "breed me please, sir!!" and "gotta make you mine NOW!!"
The next nine months were not going to be easy… but the new breeding pair would certainly make the most of it.
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