Heat.
The purest and most absolute HEAT was what she felt, her body contracted and writhed inside that tight darkness, she felt her body sensitive, warm, procreatable.
She remembered what was happening, after all, she had visited this same place several times since that day.
What place was this?
Her sweet dreams~ the place where she felt her belly throb, her body rub and her intimacy tighten around her most precious and beloved toy~
"Ahn~ Y-YES~ D-DARLING~"
Her lover was wild, brutal, he didn't care about the pleasure she felt, no, all that suited him was that there was a female with her legs open and willing to receive all his pleasure And give him a tight and wet place to enjoy.
Her hands scratched the surface of her wooden cocoon, and her hard nipples rubbed and scraped against the hot wood.
"More more MORE~ AAAAHN~"
The voluptuous body that she had been so proud of to her husband was now nothing more than a toy for the wild beast that consumed her from within, aiming to claim her very soul.
"AAAAAHN~" her body trembled and convulsed in yet another orgasm, but the relentless pounding did not stop.
Soon—
CRACK
The Cocoon that held her Cracked and her hot, sweaty, full body fell to the earthy floor, but even so, her bestial lover did not stop, her fat ass was lifted into the air and invaded by a Huge mast that reformed her Organs, generating an Appetizing bulge in her belly.
"~this~ fills me with your CHILDREN~AAAHN~"
Soon she was pinned against the floor, her lower part raised and her upper part pressed to the floor, as if she were a mere procreatable animal.
As she slammed against the ground, she could see the white mane over the tanned skin that covered her vision, which made her eyes widen as she realized WHO exactly was procreating her, which made the queen let out a guttural moan and have another orgasm of pure emotion~
"I-I WANT- T-THIS~"
Strong, large hands grabbed her milk jugs, squeezing and massaging them and using them as leverage for their bestial thrusts against her pale ass, leaving her red
"Haaah, aaah, ghh, mmmghaaa… Haaah, ghh, ghhh… mmgh, aaah, mmm, khhh!"
Pasiphae's voluptuous body trembled, her long hair swaying back and forth.
"Kh, khh, khh, khh... Aaah, mmm, aaah..."
She moaned and screamed as the giant stole her breath. The being accelerated his pace, not caring about hurting his partner.
The shaft of flesh that pierced her belonged to her most beloved, this one that was so big and long that naturally, it reached all the way to her uterus, feeling as if it was going to rip out her own organs. She almost fainted at the sensation.
"Star, ah~.Star..."
Thick drops of saliva fell on her pale back, using his strength the giant stood up and rubbed Pasiphae's entire body against his.
"Aaah, haah... That's it, more, more..."
She had no idea what these actions really meant, the giant was rubbing her body in a wild but at the same time "affectionate" way? Her body, despite being pierced incessantly by the giant member, only became hotter and hotter against the cold body.
"Haah, aah, khh, mmmgh... Mmmgh, aah, hwaah, aaah! Mmm, kwahh, khhh, aaaah!"
Her vagina became wet, saliva and drool were spread over her body, and her screams became louder:
"Aaah, haah! Hhh, aaah... Awhh! Mmgh, Khhh, aaah... mgh! Aaah, mmm...!"
Endless love juice dripped down Pasiphae's thighs, knees, shins, ankles... forming a puddle on the floor below.
'Aaah... haah... No, if you go... that far... I won't be able to take it'
She could no longer stand before the strength of the larger man on her body and his merciless thrusts against her poor womb.
If the giant withdrew, she would feel as if her womb and vagina were being ripped out thanks to the force with which she squeezed the large member that opened her more than any other she had ever had sex with.
The giant looked at the woman who writhed before him in equal doses of pain and pleasure, but remained silent. His relentless thrusts continued to maintain their high speed, neither slowing down nor accelerating. It became difficult to tell which of them was really the puppet.
Her womb ached, not from brute force, but from DESIRE. It burned to be drowned in her lover's seed.
"Mmmh... aaaaah!"
A particularly powerful blow shot into the Queen's vagina, interrupting her train of thought thanks to the force of the impact that causes her to be propelled forward and back and scream.
Soon she feels a hot and panting breath in her ears that made her vagina contract, squeezing the thick and meaty member inside her.
"Ahf—hugh, take it all—M-mother."
Hearing these words, Pasiphae's eyes rolled back, and her mouth opened to release a moan worthy of a whore, drool dripping from her mouth and her vagina having the greatest orgasm of her life.
But None of that, NOTHING. It was compared to the pleasure she felt when she felt the protruding member in her stomach contract and GUSH inside her like a waterfall, clogging her womb with all that white, hot mass that she loved~
"Hmmmm~" biting her lips until she bled, she rolled against her lover's pelvis, making sure he felt the same overwhelming pleasure that she felt hot in her womb and poured himself even more inside her, that HE CREATED HER! And it was feeling his "milk" pouring into her entrails that she felt filled.
Any viscosity simply dripped from inside her, soaking Pasiphae's lower regions. Falling inside her like a waterfall. But without giving him time to sink, the giant resumed the rhythm once more. This was far from over.
As she had suggested before, their encounter would continue at least for the rest of the night.
Aaah, aaaaaah! Hmm, mmm, hauh...! Haaah, aahhn, khh, mgaaaah.. Mmmmmmg" Pasiphae let out a sweet moan as she felt herself violently crushed again by the now hot rod of her juices and semen returning inside her.
"Eat as much as you want...my sweet star...I will give it to you...until you are satisfied...aaah..."
The queen writhed in the darkness, feeling her second climax approaching as the abnormality continued to violate her.
And then———
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"Ah—Ufh, Ufh–W-WHAT?"
The Queen woke up confused in her chambers, she was no longer being wildly smitten by her lover, nor was her lust being sated. She was in her cold chambers with her frigid husband by her side.
"Tsk…this dream again…" with frustration, the Queen huffed as she stood up, tying her robe while looking irritably at her sleeping husband, before with light steps leaving, silently passing by the sleeping guards at her door.
(Damn lazybones. Well…this will be good for something, maybe my Ast is awake, he has been having nocturnal moments lately. My poor boy.)
Meanwhile, in another room, a certain hybrid was also dreaming of a future possibility.
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The colors, like a tapestry on a colossal scale, were breathtakingly beautiful and so grotesque that they caused nausea—eloquently describing what『she』really was.
A huge golden and silver eye appeared in space, uttering divine incantations. That divinity, that tyranny, and the gaze of madness and compassion that imposed endless pain and madness upon the world were the perfect embodiment of the universal ■■■■■. If the nature that sings of love, respects courage, believes in bonds, and burns for ideals is her, then the nature that enjoys violence, delights in pleasure, despises the weak, and crushes them is also her.
She is good and evil. She is hope and despair. Or rather, she didn't seem to care about what was positive or negative. Her "Love" lacked the kind of consciousness that should have made her realize these concepts. For this very reason, he was able to exist as the ultimate contradiction in a plane of the highest dimension.
This was what it meant to be a deity, an unchanging living concept of a reality.
*CLANG*
The thunderous clash of the blades echoed, sparks flew and blood dripped from the cuts. It was a battle worthy of a fantasy tale.
"Are you going to surrender now? My ■■■■■■."
The enemy said with a smile on his face, despite the brutal fight, his style was smooth and his swordsmanship superior.
To anyone who saw the fight, it was clear who was superior. But———
"Shut up!"
Attacking like a noisy storm of animalistic fury, the Hybrid countered the attack with his double axes, only for his opponent to catch them at the base of the blade and deflect them in another direction. And before he could turn back, his blade was pulled from him, thrown in an arc through the air, thus reducing his style to a single axe. But he did not retreat.
"UOOOH!"
With an animalistic roar of a beast, the hybrid slashed in a fierce arc, the thunderous roar of the air breaking would burst the eardrums of ordinary people. But it was easily countered by a soft smile from his opponent.
"Come on~ just admit your defeat. With your ■■■■■ I am sure I will become the best, and I will be able to overcome anything!"
"Shut up."
With an animalistic growl, the Hybrid uttered the first words during the entire fight, it was not an affront or challenge, it was his honest wish.
"Listening to you, it makes me repulsed, you are a disgusting being. Just die and cease to exist."
He threw the axe like an arrow, aiming to catch his opponent as he retreated, but demonstrating the extreme difference in technique, he dodged the attack from the side, and with a smooth movement, redirected it to the ground in front of him, before throwing a kick towards the Hybrid.
"GHR!"
Who felt his shoulder go through. To anyone who saw, the difference in technique was obvious. His opponent's Martial skills and swordsmanship techniques were at the top, no matter how strong and physically superior he was, there was little he could do against it.
That was why it was no surprise when the smooth blade pierced his neck.
"I'm sorry, ■■■■■, I'll make good use of you."
And so, with an arc-shaped cut, Asterius was cut straight from his throat to his groin, blood and viscera floating in the air. His last sight being the scorching inferno resulting from his death.
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In his chambers, Asterius woke up sweating, his body hot enough to resemble a furnace, but his unparalleled Vitality allowed him to endure and ignore such events.
"Tsk… damned worm…"
The normally phlegmatic voice was tense, his muscles rigid. The Prince's form was smaller, his hands childish than the mature one of his dreams.
"He still torments me… damn ■■■■■."
The cause of the Prince's torments were currently innumerable and unnameable, but still, it was like being thrown into a dark den with lions. The Prince's tension was soon diverted when he heard a knock on the door, which the prince responded with a simple "come in." His sense of smell was better than that of ordinary people, and honestly, the musk he smelled was already familiar, engraved in his memory.
"My dear Ast? How are you? Why are you up so late?"
The one who entered his chambers was his mother, Pasiphae. It might sound unusual and even irrational, for her to knock on the door, asking if he was awake, but in the end, the smile on her face showed that she probably already knew and just wanted to tease him.
(Perhaps some spell resulting from his magic?)
It was no secret in the family that he was of magical descent, so it was not beyond the realm of possibility that his mother had placed some "status" spell on him.
"..."
In response, the Hybrid simply shrugged, seeing no reason to blabber his troubles to her. Something to which the queen merely smiled tenderly as she walked with light steps to his bed and sat on the edge, letting her citrus fragrance come closer to her beloved son.
"Come on~ don't be grumpy, my little Ast."
And with a resigned sigh, the young hybrid lay down again, but this time, with the warmth and characteristic aroma of his mother against his. With delicate and loving hands, the mother stroked his horns gently and carefully, knowing how uncomfortable they were for the little one.
"My little Ast."
She murmured to herself, before hugging the small body against hers, and letting herself fall onto Hypnos' sheets, waiting (longing) for more dreams in which she could surrender to the warmth of her son.