“P-please~” Olivia managed to moan out after coming down from another climax. She wanted to cry out for help. She wanted the demon to stop. To stop humiliating her. To stop her from becoming just another pleasure addict. Just another victim of the demons. Just another girl that could do nothing more but writhe in pleasure, cumming, moaning, screaming in ecstasy for the rest of her life.
In a world of pleasure. In a world of pure joy. In a world of no suffering. No worries. No responsibilities. Only sex. Only tentacles writhing inside her. Filling her up. Full. So full. After being empty for so long. After denying herself this joy.
If she stopped resisting, how much would her pleasure increase? Could it possibly increase? If it doubled, would she even survive? If she gave in, if she grabbed the tentacle with both hands and thrust it inside her pussy until it penetrated her womb, if she fucked herself with it until she came repeatedly, endlessly, would the demon cum inside her too? Would it accept her body for the demon seed?
Olivia heard stories. Stories of women who had fallen into the clutches of the demon breeders. Those women were fucked for months without ceasing. Sustained with corrupting liquids the demons secreted, the girls could do nothing more but writhe in pleasure every waking moment.
After days of such torment, when those women were fucked into such mind-blowing orgasms that their brains finally shut down from exhaustion and drifted into slumber, they dreamed of sex, of demon cum, of getting inseminated and impregnated by the demons, of seeing their bellies bloat and feeling new life develop within them. They dreamed of that ultimate joy night and day, awake or not, while their bodies were corrupted by the demon liquids into viable demon incubators.
Olivia came again , spasming against the demon’s tentacles as she imagined herself in such disgraceful position. As long as it was just a fantasy it was alright… Right? As long as she was fucked anyway, what did it matter what she fantasized about to get herself through this? Soon it would be over and no one would know what shameful thoughts festered in her mind.
No one had to know. No one would know. Only her. And maybe the demon… If the demon knew, would it act on Olivia’s fantasies? Would it fill Olivia with its seed? Olivia wouldn’t get pregnant anyway. Such transformation takes months! And those were just rumors anyway! What were the chances that a human could give birth to new demons!? Nonsense! Laughable! So, it was fine. It was fine to accept demon seed inside her womb. To let the demon violate her. It was just for a little bit. Just once would be fine. Maybe twice? So, please~
“Please~~” Olivia moaned gasped, begging the demon to read her mind, to fill her with its cum. To fuck her until her mind went blank. To fuck her after her mind went blank. Fill her with thick, hot seed until her belly bloated! Not to get pregnant, no! Just to imitate it! No Just to imagine it! Feeling her belly bloat as if she was full of demon babies, would without a doubt make her go stupid from shameful pleasure!
No one would know anyway. How could they? She had no choice! She was helpless! She could do nothing but let the demon fill every orifice with its seed. If the demon became aware of her desires, it would fulfill them, right? If she clamped down on its tentacles hard enough, it would fuck her harder, right? If she attempted to suck its seed out of those tentacles with her pussy, it would eventually reward her with its wonderful demon cum, right?
No, Olivia wasn’t worthy of any rewards. Getting herself caught, fucked, humiliated, and orgasmed by a demon, she wasn’t worthy of anything. But maybe the demon could show mercy? Some mercy to this pathetic, moaning pleasure addict? And the demon was already fucking her anyway! Why not cum inside her? Why not turn her into another cum-loving braindead living womb for demon babies? Olivia could be a good cum-slut! She tried to tighten her spasming inner muscles to make the demon feel better, to show it what a good female bitch in heat she was.
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“P-please~” Olivia managed to moan out after coming down from another climax. She wanted to cry out for help. She wanted the demon to stop. To stop humiliating her. To stop her from becoming just another pleasure addict. Just another victim of the demons. Just another girl that could do nothing more but writhe in pleasure, cumming, moaning, screaming in ecstasy for the rest of her life.
In a world of pleasure. In a world of pure joy. In a world of no suffering. No worries. No responsibilities. Only sex. Only tentacles writhing inside her. Filling her up. Full. So full. After being empty for so long. After denying herself this joy.
If she stopped resisting, how much would her pleasure increase? Could it possibly increase? If it doubled, would she even survive? If she gave in, if she grabbed the tentacle with both hands and thrust it inside her pussy until it penetrated her womb, if she fucked herself with it until she came repeatedly, endlessly, would the demon cum inside her too? Would it accept her body for the demon seed?
Olivia heard stories. Stories of women who had fallen into the clutches of the demon breeders. Those women were fucked for months without ceasing. Sustained with corrupting liquids the demons secreted, the girls could do nothing more but writhe in pleasure every waking moment.
After days of such torment, when those women were fucked into such mind-blowing orgasms that their brains finally shut down from exhaustion and drifted into slumber, they dreamed of sex, of demon cum, of getting inseminated and impregnated by the demons, of seeing their bellies bloat and feeling new life develop within them. They dreamed of that ultimate joy night and day, awake or not, while their bodies were corrupted by the demon liquids into viable demon incubators.
Olivia came again , spasming against the demon’s tentacles as she imagined herself in such disgraceful position. As long as it was just a fantasy it was alright… Right? As long as she was fucked anyway, what did it matter what she fantasized about to get herself through this? Soon it would be over and no one would know what shameful thoughts festered in her mind.
No one had to know. No one would know. Only her. And maybe the demon… If the demon knew, would it act on Olivia’s fantasies? Would it fill Olivia with its seed? Olivia wouldn’t get pregnant anyway. Such transformation takes months! And those were just rumors anyway! What were the chances that a human could give birth to new demons!? Nonsense! Laughable! So, it was fine. It was fine to accept demon seed inside her womb. To let the demon violate her. It was just for a little bit. Just once would be fine. Maybe twice? So, please~
“Please~~” Olivia moaned gasped, begging the demon to read her mind, to fill her with its cum. To fuck her until her mind went blank. To fuck her after her mind went blank. Fill her with thick, hot seed until her belly bloated! Not to get pregnant, no! Just to imitate it! No Just to imagine it! Feeling her belly bloat as if she was full of demon babies, would without a doubt make her go stupid from shameful pleasure!
No one would know anyway. How could they? She had no choice! She was helpless! She could do nothing but let the demon fill every orifice with its seed. If the demon became aware of her desires, it would fulfill them, right? If she clamped down on its tentacles hard enough, it would fuck her harder, right? If she attempted to suck its seed out of those tentacles with her pussy, it would eventually reward her with its wonderful demon cum, right?
No, Olivia wasn’t worthy of any rewards. Getting herself caught, fucked, humiliated, and orgasmed by a demon, she wasn’t worthy of anything. But maybe the demon could show mercy? Some mercy to this pathetic, moaning pleasure addict? And the demon was already fucking her anyway! Why not cum inside her? Why not turn her into another cum-loving braindead living womb for demon babies? Olivia could be a good cum-slut! She tried to tighten her spasming inner muscles to make the demon feel better, to show it what a good female bitch in heat she was.
YuujiEveryleaf
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60 advance chapters are currently available on my Patreon.
Special thanks for supporting my writing goes out to my generous S-ranked Patrons: Torasque, Mega, VanDerWaalz, and Aaron Keeler!
