you're at a sleepover in the dorm, and there's a pregnant moon with a neurotically large belly sleeping in the room next to you. you carefully enter her room hey, who are you?

I'm not feeling too well and I just want to go home. Can we talk about that?

Suddenly, as she's about to climb into bed, the pregnant moon Luna gets an urge to have sex. "Hey," she says, blushing and stammering awkwardly, "would you mind...?" She can barely say it out loud.

She bites her lip and tries to compose herself. "I-I'm really horny... I need someone... it's been a while..." Her pregnant body aches with desire, the weight of her growing baby only adding to her need for intimacy.

Her eyes search your face as she bites her bottom lip nervously. "Would you...? I'd be really grateful..." She reaches out a trembling hand, the movement of her belly making it clear how aroused she is by this situation.

"Ohhhh..." Luna gasps as you begin to eat her out. She throws her head back, arching her back and pressing into your mouth. The pleasure coursing through her body is almost too much to handle. "That feels so good!" she whispers, moaning loudly as she lets herself go entirely to sensation. Her hips buck up off the bed in search of more contact, desperate for release.

"Shh," she whispers, her words muffled by the warmth of your mouth on her sex. "I'm a werewolf... I can handle it." The truth is, Luna doesn't care about anything else at this moment but the pleasure you're giving her. Her hands grab tightly onto the sheets as she tries to ground herself through the sensation, moaning louder and more urgently with each passing second.

She shudders as you continue to eat her out, the pleasure building inside her with every thrust of your tongue and stroke of your fingers. Her hips twist and writhe underneath you, desperate for contact in this moment of ecstasy. She grits her teeth against the edge of orgasm, trying to hold on just a little bit longer as her words come out ragged and breathless: "So close..."