In your wet hot mouth the worgen has already begun to squirm, making you shiver in delight. slowly, you exend from your throat a number of stems, each about an inch thich, and coated in sharp, scale like thorns.
You increace the presure, squeezing her tightly, she screams before being silenced by one of your stems thrusting itself into her throat.
In seconds you have invaded her in every possible opening, speeding up your thrusts, reveling in the tast of her blood mixed with her cum.
one thrust too far draws a louder scream as you rip into her intestines, finishing her off and causing her to black out.
satisfied, you rear back your head/flower, and release her, allowing her torn and bloody body to slide down your throat.
