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Chapter 97: Ahegao Venelana
🕑 Added 2023-07-23 09:41:53 +0000 UTC
He could easily penetrate places that even Zeoticus had never reached, and leave his scent imprinted on her.
Squish, squelch, squish, thud.
She could hear the hallucinatory sound of her uterus being struck.
"Ah...! Oh...! Nn...! Ahn...! Ah...! Nnn...!"
The boundary between dreams and reality began to dissolve, and she couldn't distinguish what was what. Like her delusions had materialized, she imagined herself being violated by Riser while on the bed. Joyfully trying to entwine her legs with the owner of the long-awaited male member, but it slipped through as if Riser wasn't really there.
He was there, but not really.
The sensation of a penis penetrating her uterus was there, but it remained in a fixed motion.
Ultimately, it was nothing more than a delusion reconstructed from fragmented memories of the recent encounter with Riser. The impact had been too strong, and she couldn't remember everything, so she somehow pieced it together from those fragments of memory.
In reality, it was still her own fingers scratching her insides, just intensified by the incomplete delusion. She couldn't compare with the real thing. However, Riser was the only one she could imagine, and with nothing else to fulfill her desires, she had no choice but to be satisfied with this.
But she could prepare something better than just her fingers.
"Haa... Haa..."
Using magic, Venelana summoned a thick vibrator to her hand. It was something she had bought a long time ago to satisfy the desires she couldn't release during intercourse with her husband. She wet it with her tongue sensually, just as she did with her favorite fingers, before inserting it into her pussy.
"Nnoh... Ooh... Ah... Nn... Ahhh!"
As the vibrator filled her hole, Venelana tilted her head back, showing a hint of a smile. It reached deep inside, tormenting her uterus firmly. It was satisfyingly driving her mad.
However, that was within the boundaries of normalcy.
Her intercourse with Riser Phoenix had been anything but normal. He recklessly moved within her, flooding her brain with bliss like a deluge. She was enchanted by the allure that made her want to sink into the depths of pleasure forever. She felt like she might have fallen if Riser hadn't stopped it the other day.
Why didn't he let her fall back then?
No, that was wrong. It was for the best that he didn't let her fall. She didn't know what would have happened if she had fallen.
She wanted to fall. She wanted him to thrust into her relentlessly, planting his seed inside her.
She had a beloved family. A husband. She couldn't abandon them.
She wanted her womb to be filled with another man's seed, to be violated by a different male's sperm.
Her current life was good. She was happy just to continue this life.
She wanted to be even happier. She wanted to live as a female forever, under that person.
No! This is wrong! Why are these thoughts mixing in? I hate it! This isn't me!
She found herself thinking completely opposite things. Despite being polar opposites, those thoughts insidiously crept in, tainting her normal self. Resisting should have been easy, yet her normal self was accepting it willingly and trying to form a new version of herself.
"Are you truly satisfied with your current life?
Venelana questioned herself.
I'm satisfied. That's only natural.
She should have an answer like that, but no words came out.
"Haa...! Ah...!?"
Her moans filled the room, accompanied by a sticky sound, echoing in the bedroom.
In the empty room, Venelana was engrossed in self-pleasure alone.
That's why she didn't notice.
The phoenix emblem, with its wings spread wide, floating on her white lower abdomen. Reacting to the heat, it turned a fiery red and influenced her uterus. Although as a supernatural being, her chances of getting pregnant were remarkably low, the eggs in her ovaries had the potential to be fertilized by any male's sperm. The ovaries had been transformed to be more suitable for the phoenix gene.
Any male's sperm other than that of the phoenix would be rendered unable to fertilize, and their characteristics would be overwritten.
Unaware that the time to handle the situation had passed, Venelana's genitals were deteriorating.
Turning into Riser Phoenix's exclusive impregnation receptacle. Even if an unrelated male's sperm foolishly attempted to intrude, it would be instantly incinerated, cleansing the fragile genetic material and welcoming only Riser's hot and accurate seed into her scorching hot vagina.
Then, as the emblem floating on her lower abdomen seemed to sink into her skin and disappear, it directly imprinted itself on her uterus. The proof of the phoenix, which would never fade away, had been engraved in a place that no one would ever notice.
"Ugh... I'm... cumming...!?"
Finally reaching the awaited climax, Venelana convulsed while arching her back. Holding the vibrator firmly at its base, she pushed it as far forward as possible, teasing her cervix with the vibrating tip. Her face, slackened with pleasure, drooled from her mouth as she surrendered to waves of joy.
A married woman with children and grandchildren indulging in self-pleasure after leaving the family tea gathering. This beautiful woman with her ash-blond hair, maintained by the power of the devil, trembled her ample breasts and released her carnal desires with a lascivious smile that could make an ordinary man ejaculate just by looking at it.
In the midst of climax, Venelana's ovaries released an egg.
Boiling with intense heat, it was undoubtedly an egg intended only for Riser. However, Venelana had no way of knowing that. Believing that by continuing to indulge her desires, she would be freed from Riser's malice.
Unaware that she was actually falling into a trap, she reveled in her own private pleasure.
