PHAAH! PAAH! PAAH! PAAH!

The wet slapping sounds filled the study room, echoing off the stone walls like a perverse symphony.

Viktor pounded into Mira from behind, his hips crashing against her thick ass with brutal rhythm. Each thrust made her entire body jiggle—her massive breasts swinging beneath her, her thighs rippling, even her belly quivering from the impact.

"AHHNN~!! D-DARLING~!! TOO DEEP~!!"

Mira's voice was broken, muffled by her own moans. Her pussy was overflowing—a mixture of her juices and his precum leaking down her thighs, dripping onto the wooden floor.

"You wanted this," Viktor growled, his fingers digging into her hips hard enough to bruise. "You called yourself my bitch. So take it like one."

"YES!! YES!! I'M YOUR BITCH~!!"

He grabbed her by the hair, yanking her head back. Her spine arched beautifully, her heavy breasts bouncing with each thrust.

Then he moved.

Viktor pulled out suddenly—'SCHLOP'—his cock glistening with her arousal. Mira whimpered at the emptiness.

"H-husband...?"

He didn't answer. Instead, he grabbed her waist and lifted her effortlessly, carrying her across the room.

There was a full-length mirror in the corner—dusty, cracked, but functional.

Viktor positioned her in front of it, her back pressed against his chest. He hooked his arms under her thick thighs, lifting her up and spreading her legs wide.

"Look," he commanded, his breath hot against her ear.

Mira's eyes focused on the reflection.

And she gasped.

She looked... destroyed.

Her face was flushed crimson, sweat dripping from her brow. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, saliva dripping from her chin. Her green eyes were teary, hazy, completely lost in pleasure.

Her body was melting.

Milk leaked from her swollen nipples, running down her belly. Her pussy was gaping, red and swollen, twitching desperately. Juices streamed down her inner thighs, pooling at Viktor's feet.

"This is what you look like," Viktor whispered darkly. "This is what I've done to you."

"I... I look like... ahhn..." Mira couldn't finish. She was too overwhelmed.

Viktor adjusted his grip, then thrust upward.

'SLAM!'

"GYAAAHHH~!!"

He fucked her standing, using gravity to impale her deeper than ever. Her body bounced up and down on his cock, her massive breasts slapping against each other, milk spraying everywhere.

'Bounce. Jiggle. Clap.'

"AHHN! AHHN! MY WOMB~!! YOU'RE HITTING MY WOMB~!!"

Viktor's tail, still vibrating inside her alongside his cock, pressed against her cervix from within. The double penetration was driving her insane.

He felt it building—the pressure in his balls, the tightening in his shaft.

"I'm cumming, Mira."

"INSIDE!! CUM INSIDE~!!"

'THROB.'

Viktor buried himself to the hilt and erupted.

Thick, hot ropes of semen shot directly into her womb. It was a flood—enhanced by his incubus bloodline, amplified by the system. Wave after wave pumped into her, inflating her belly slightly.

"AHHHHHHH~!!"

Mira's eyes rolled back. Her pussy clamped down, milking him for every drop. She squirted violently, clear fluid mixing with the white overflow that leaked from her stuffed hole.

Her belly bulged visibly when his cock plugged her entrance, keeping his seed trapped inside.

Viktor panted, still holding her up. Then he looked at her dress—torn, bunched, barely hanging on.

With one hand, he grabbed the fabric and 'ripped'.

'RIIIIIP!'

The dress fell away in tatters, leaving Mira completely naked. Her milky white skin was exposed to the rising sun filtering through the window—pale, soft, marked with red from his grip.

"Beautiful," he murmured.

He carried her back to the table, laying her down on her back. Her legs spread automatically, her pussy still leaking his cum.

But Viktor wasn't done.

He knelt between her thighs, his face level with her dripping pussy.

"W-wait, husband, you don't have to—AHN!"

His tongue plunged into her.

'Schlurp.'

He licked her pussy like he was drinking wine, long, deep strokes that appeared as if he would scoop out his own cum mixed with her juices; however, her pussy had already absorbed all of his seed, leaving her melting juices.

He sucked on her swollen clit, making her scream.

"OHHHH GOD~!! YOUR TONGUE~!!"

Mira's hands flew to his head, fingers tangling in his hair. Her thighs clamped around his face, but he didn't stop.

He ate her like a man starved, his tongue fucking her hole, his lips sealed around her entrance.

Then he stood, lifting her with him.

Mira gasped as she was suddenly airborne. Viktor held her upside down, her thighs on either side of his head, her pussy right in his face.

A standing 69.

"H-HOW ARE YOU LIFTING ME?!" she shrieked, shocked.

She was heavy. Thick. Voluptuous. But he held her effortlessly, his enhanced strength making it easy.

Before she could process it, his cock—still rock hard—pressed against her lips.

"Suck," he commanded.

Mira opened her mouth, and he thrust forward.

'GLLK!'

Her throat bulged in the shape of his cock as he pushed deep. She gagged, eyes watering, but he didn't stop.

"MMMPH! GLLKH! GGHHK!"

At the same time, Viktor buried his face in her pussy, sucking and licking with renewed fervor. He drank her fluids like they were nectar, feeling his stamina restore completely with each gulp.

Mira's world was spinning. Upside down, throat stuffed, pussy devoured—she couldn't think. Couldn't breathe. Could only feel.

Viktor fucked her throat roughly, his hips snapping forward while he held her suspended.

Then he came again.

'THROB. THROB. THROB.'

Ropes of hot cum shot directly down her throat, thick and plentiful. It overflowed, leaking from her nose in bubbles, dripping from the corners of her stretched lips.

"GGLLKKH~!!"

Mira's eyes rolled back. She expected to choke, to suffocate.

But instead...

The cum vanished.

It absorbed into her mouth, her throat, disappearing as if her body was drinking it in. The suffocation faded. The overflow stopped.

'What...?'

She was confused, shocked. Even with his cock still buried in her throat, she could breathe.

Viktor pulled out, setting her down gently. Mira gasped, coughing, saliva and remnants of cum dripping from her lips.

"What... what is happening...?" she panted, looking up at him with wide, confused eyes.

Viktor didn't answer. Instead, he spun her around, bending her over the table again.

But this time, he aimed higher.

'SLAM!'

His cock buried itself in her ass.

"HYIIIIEEEEKKK~!!"

Mira screamed, her eyes bulging. Her asshole stretched to its limit, burning as he forced himself inside.

And simultaneously, his tail plunged into her pussy.

Double penetration. Again.

"AHHH! AHHN! BOTH HOLES~!! YOU'RE FILLING BOTH HOLES~!!"

Viktor pounded her roughly, his hips clapping against her thick ass with brutal force. Her body heated up, sweat coating her skin, making her glow in the morning light.

'PHACK! PAAH! PAAH!'

"D-DARLING~!! I'M BREAKING AGAIN~!!"

He pulled out suddenly, flipping her onto her back. Her massive breasts flopped to either side, heavy and leaking.

Viktor straddled her chest, pushing her tits together to create a tight, soft tunnel.

"Hold them," he commanded.

Mira obeyed, squeezing her own breasts together. Viktor thrust his cock between them, the slick warmth and softness driving him wild.

'Squish. Squish. Squish.'

"Ahhn... darling... your cock is so hot..." Mira whispered, watching the head appear and disappear between her tits with each thrust.

Then he came.

'SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT!'

Hot ropes of cum shot across her face, coating her cheeks, her nose, her lips. It dripped down onto her breasts, mixing with the milk.

Mira's eyes widened as she felt it.

The cum on her face... it was absorbing.

Disappearing into her skin.

And then...

Her face felt different. Tighter. Smoother.

"W-what...?"

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