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Chapter 16: The Locker 2 [R-18]
🕑 Added 2025-07-15 10:03:35 +0000 UTC
[Character Illustration: Rosy]
Inside the dim and cramped locker, Owen began to tongue-kiss Rosy again. His left hand squeezed her breast under her tank top, while his right hand reached down to squeeze and rub her clitoris and swollen pussy lips below, which were now soaking wet and twitching nonstop.
Mwah~ Schlick~
Mwah~ Schlick~ Mmm~
Ah~ Mmmph~ Aah~
“I can't take it anymore, Owen~ Please, just put it in~ My slutty pussy needs to be filled by your big cock~” A few minutes later, Rosy, who was being constantly stimulated, couldn't hold back any longer. She began to plead with Owen in her cute voice.
Owen, seeing her adorable state, couldn't hold back either. He told her to lean forward and arch her butt up slightly so he could slide in more easily. Seeing that she was ready, Owen aimed his cock at the entrance of her beautiful, pink pussy slit. He slowly pushed his cock into her slit, all the way to the hilt, until the head of his dick kissed her cervix perfectly.
Sliiiide~ Thud~
Araaaangghh~ Aaaaaah~
“Ssssshh~ Oohhhhh~ Fuck~ Your pussy slit is so fucking tight, Rosy. It's so tight, and it's milking my cock nonstop~” Owen couldn't help but moan out. The immense pleasure from his cock was flooding his brain, and he was starting to be unable to think straight.
“Oohhh~ Ssshh~ Oh god! Your cock is too big, Owen~ It's filling my pussy slit completely. Arahh~ Don't move yet, Owen! Let me stay like this for a little while~” Just from Owen inserting his cock into her pussy, Rosy already felt so much pleasure she was about to cum. So, she needed a moment to adjust to the size of his shaft.
Since Rosy had called a time-out, Owen, with nothing else to do, leaned in to nuzzle her neck, using his mouth to suck and bite her throat, leaving red marks. Both his hands reached inside her shirt to squeeze and knead her two breasts playfully. Her nipples were so hard they had become firm nubs for Owen to pinch and pull.
Of course, with Rosy being attacked from multiple directions, her cute moans started to come out nonstop. Her waist began to move on its own, grinding her pussy up and down on Owen's thick, large cock with orgasmic pleasure.
Seeing that, Owen began to thrust his hips in rhythm, slamming against her plump butt cheeks, creating a lewd sound that echoed from the locker.
Slap~ Slap~ Slap~
Slap~ Slap~ Slap~
Slap~ Slap~ Slap~
Aah~ Aah~ Aah~
Ah~ Ah~ Ah~
They both began to pant heavily as the rhythm quickened. Owen's cock relentlessly plunged in and out of Rosy's pussy slit. Every time they emphasized a thrust, the head of his cock would slam directly against Rosy's cervix, making her feel a deep, jolting pleasure. The walls of her pussy slit were both clenching and grinding on Owen's cock repeatedly, making him feel an intense, tight pleasure all over his shaft.
Slap~ Slap~ Slap~
Thump~ Thump~ Thump~
Ugh~ Ugh~ Ugh~
“Fuck!~ Fuck!~ Fuck!~ Araaahh~ That's it, Owen! Harder~ Harder~ I love your cock~ Oohhh~ Ssssshh~ I'm close, Owen~ I'm about to cum~ Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Araaaanggh~” Rosy couldn't help but cry out in ecstasy, begging and pleading for him to slam his cock into her harder and without restraint.
Hearing that, Owen was ready to oblige her. He quickened his pace, slamming his cock in and out of the pussy before him with focused, powerful thrusts. “Aah~ Aah~ Aah~ Your pussy is fucking amazing, Rosy. Oohhh~ Ssssshh~ I'm about to cum too~ Let's cum together, my love~ Aah~ Aah~ Aaaaaah~”
Slap~ Slap~ Slap~
Thump~ Thump~ Thump~
Aah~ Aah~ Aah~
Ah~ Ah~ Ah~
Aaaaaaaah~ Araaaaaangghh~
Ssploooge~ Sploooge~ Sploooge~
Guuuush~ Sploooge~ Sploooge~
Twitch~ Twitch~ Twitch~
They both reached their climax together. Owen held Rosy's body tightly, thrusting his cock as deep as it could go into her pussy slit and spewing his thick, white semen to fill her womb.
Rosy also released a large amount of clear fluid, coating his cock until it glistened, overflowing and dripping down to the floor below, forming a small puddle. Her body twitched uncontrollably with orgasmic pleasure, her eyes rolled back, her face was flushed and twisted into a distorted smile, her tongue lolling out uncontrollably.
Five minutes later…
As they were recovering and about to get dressed and leave the locker, they suddenly heard the sound of metal scraping on the floor along with heavy footsteps getting closer and closer. This made both of them turn pale with worry. It seemed they had been a bit too loud with their lewd activities, and the big guy had come back to check on their room again.
Scrape~ Thud~ Thud~ Thud~
Owen and Rosy, who hadn't even had a chance to get dressed, went back into silent mode. A few seconds later, the large figure entered the room to investigate. This time, it didn't just walk around. It growled low with anger and began to destroy the objects in the room.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
CRASH! CRASH! CRASH!
Tables, chairs, and other items were swatted by its claws, flying into the walls and turning into scattered scraps of metal. Owen, holding Rosy tightly, began to hear her heart beating loudly with fear. If this continued, the monster might hear them in the locker. So, Owen had to think of a way to calm her fear.
But no matter how hard Owen thought, he couldn't come up with anything in this critical situation. So he chose the most insane and likely most effective method: to divert her attention from the monster to him instead.
Without delay, Owen began to press his re-hardened cock against Rosy's pussy slit again, which was now leaking a trail of his cloudy white semen. He slowly slid his cock into the slit before him, as quietly as he possibly could.
Sliiiide~ Ugh~
“!!!!” Rosy, who was suddenly penetrated by a large cock without warning, widened her eyes in shock. She quickly covered her mouth and looked back at Owen, unable to believe he would dare to do something like this in this situation. Her face flushed, and her breathing began to come in faint gasps, but the sound of her fearful heartbeat had noticeably quieted. It was turning into a kind of excitement she had never felt before.
Squish~ Squish~ Squish~
Mmm~ Mmm~ Mmm~
Owen began to slowly thrust his cock in and out of Rosy's pussy slit. Meanwhile, Rosy tried to suppress her moans with all her might, her eyes glaring back at Owen reproachfully while her body responded in the opposite way. Every time the monster walked closer to their locker, the walls of her pussy would clench violently around Owen's cock, making him feel as if his cock was about to melt away inside her slit.
Squish~ Squish~ Squish~
Mmm~ Mmm~ Mmm~
A few minutes later… the monster, having not found anyone again, left the room in frustration. Once they no longer heard its sound, Owen began to thrust his cock into Rosy's pussy slit harder, and harder, and harder, until the familiar sound of slapping flesh returned.
Slap~ Slap~ Slap~
Slap~ Slap~ Slap~
Thump~ Thump~ Thump~
“Mmm~ Mmm~ Mmm~ You crazy bastard, Owen! How dare you do something so lewd in a situation like this! If it caught us, we would have been done for~” At first, she cursed and complained at him, but soon, as arousal took over, she instantly turned into a slut, overcome by the pleasure Owen was providing her.
“Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Oohhh~ Fuck!~ Fuck!~ Fuck!~ Owen, fuck my slutty slit~ I need it~ Arahh~ I need to be filled by your big cock~ Araaaaaanggh~”
Slap~ Slap~ Slap~
Slap~ Slap~ Slap~
Thump~ Thump~ Thump~
Every time Rosy was slammed by Owen's big cock against her cervix, she started to lose her mind. She wanted to feel more, more pleasure, more ecstasy. She wanted Owen to fill her up until she didn't care about anything else. And finally, they both reached their climax again. Owen pressed the head of his cock firmly against her cervix and shot a second load of semen inside, making up for the previous load that had spilled out.
Slap~ Slap~ Slap~
Thump~ Thump~ Thump~
Aaaaaaaah~ Araaaaaangghh~
Ssploooge~ Sploooge~
Splooge-splooge-splooge~
Guuuush~
Twitch-twitch-twitch~
Their bodies both convulsed uncontrollably. Owen held Rosy tightly, leaving his cock buried deep inside her, refusing to pull out. As for Rosy, she could only make a face of pure ecstasy, her eyes rolling back with a distorted expression. They were both panting heavily, filled with the bliss of their orgasm.
10 minutes later…
Owen and Rosy finally recovered again. They quickly got dressed and left this room of lust immediately. If they stayed any longer, they would probably do it again, and the monster would definitely catch them.
“Let's hurry to the fire escape,” Owen whispered. Rosy nodded in agreement. They had to head to the underground research center to find a cure for her.
They followed the map cautiously, avoiding the dangerous paths the monster often took, until they reached the back corridor of the building, which was filled with the wreckage of old medical equipment and faint bloodstains on the walls and floor. They arrived at a rusty metal door that led to a spiral staircase descending to the lower level.
“I hope there's nothing like that monster down there…” Owen muttered before they both slowly descended, step by step, amidst the dim light from their phones and the creepy, rhythmic sound of their footsteps.
When they reached the bottom floor, they found another steel door with an old digital lock, which was slightly ajar as if someone had passed through recently. Owen and Rosy slowly slipped through the door. The old hinges creaked softly as they stepped into the secret underground laboratory.
The pungent smell of chemicals mixed with a faint rotten odor filled the air, indicating it had been abandoned for months. The atmosphere was oppressive and hostile, as if their every step was being watched by someone or something.
The flashing lights from scientific instruments cast a dim glow across the room, revealing that the laboratory was still partially functional, probably due to a remaining backup power system.
The entire area was a vast space filled with steel tables, tanks of strange liquids, sample freezers coated in thick frost, and numerous boxes of equipment scattered about. Some boxes were marked with hazard symbols. The bare concrete walls had patches of old bloodstains, like a nightmare frozen in time. On some tables, there were dried black stains that looked like melted, rotten flesh.
Just then, Owen caught sight of a computer that was still running, even though the machine was covered in thick dust and rust. He didn't hesitate and immediately walked over to use it.
The screen flickered to life, displaying an old interface. It contained the latest experiment logs, which had stopped abruptly several months ago. The first file that opened was a scan of a severely mutated parasite, which no longer bore any resemblance to its original structure.
“Look at this…” Owen whispered, calling Rosy over to see the information on the screen. “It developed its own neural structure and directly infiltrated the human nervous system, giving it complete control over the host's brain and body…”
Rosy frowned, looking at the scan showing numerous parasite fibers covering a human brain like tightly wrapped vines. “It's become a new life form... not just a parasite anymore…”
Then, they looked through other files until they found a folder named "Mutant Parasite – Stage X." Inside, they found a video recording of an experiment and a document named “Z-47_FINAL_REPORT.” Owen immediately opened the document. The information that appeared left both him and Rosy stunned:
…..
Project Name: Aggressive Mutation of Parasite Z-47
Objective: To push the limits of complete control over human consciousness and body.
Results: Parasite Z-47 developed artificial neural tissue capable of mimicking electrical signals in the human brain, allowing for maximum control over the host's behavior, thoughts, memories, and chemical secretions.
Observations: The host underwent full mutation, losing its original biological state and becoming a completely new species. It has abnormally high regenerative abilities, excellent response to sound, but its eyes are completely blind, compensated by the creation of tentacle-like organs on its head to sense the surrounding environment.
…..
The attached video showed the body of a test subject with a thick, fat build, swollen skin, and dark veins pulsing rhythmically all over its body. Its limbs were disproportionately long and filled with unnaturally strong muscles. Its fingers had transformed into sharp claws. Its head was eyeless, with only a wide-open mouth and two long antennae extending from its forehead.
“That's the monster we saw!” Owen exclaimed, realizing what it truly was.
“I don't think it's a parasite anymore, Owen… It should be called a biological weapon!” Rosy commented, her voice hoarse.
And as they were talking, the backup power in the room suddenly went out, plunging the entire room into complete darkness. Only the light from the computer screen remained, flickering before it too went dark a few seconds later. A strange, high-pitched noise began to come from the end of the corridor, followed by the rhythmic sound of nails scratching against the floor and walls, along with a low, guttural growl.
Owen and Rosy quickly grabbed their steel pipes and got into a defensive stance. They both crouched down and backed up against the wall in silence. The approaching footsteps made both their hearts pound like crazy. Every step of whatever was in the darkness was oppressive and spine-chilling.
Suddenly, a few dark shadows shot out from the darkness. They were creatures that had once been human but were now mutated beyond recognition. Their skin was swollen, their bodies were twisted, and dark veins pulsed under their skin every time they moved. Two antennae extended from their heads, their teeth and claws were sharp, and their bodies were low to the ground, crawling like reptiles. Fortunately, these three were not as large as the monster they had encountered before; they were only about 1.5 meters tall.
“Run!” Owen shouted as he dodged an attack from one of the parasites. They scrambled through the overturned lab tables. Rosy swung her steel pipe, smashing the head of another one, causing it to fall to the floor. Dark blood splattered on the ground. They both ran for their lives before pushing through the door into another lab and quickly locking it.
Inside the room were large pieces of equipment lined up. One of them was a liquid nitrogen sprayer with a high-pressure nozzle. Next to it were power tanks and numerous warning signs. Owen quickly ran over to briefly check how to use it.
“Look at this, Rosy! It's a liquid nitrogen sprayer! We can use it to freeze those parasites, then use our steel pipes to smash their heads and finish them off!” Owen proposed a plan.
“Okay, Owen, I trust you! I'll be the bait!” Rosy gritted her teeth, her voice determined. She walked to the door, opened it, and shouted at the top of her lungs to lure the three parasites into firing range.
The moment they rushed in, Owen quickly activated the nitrogen sprayer. An intensely cold mist and liquid nitrogen shot out from the high-pressure hose, spraying all three of them. Piercing screams echoed as their bodies writhed in agony and slowly began to freeze solid.
“Now, Rosy!” Owen shouted. They both grabbed their steel pipes and ran in, relentlessly smashing the heads of the three parasites until they were nothing but crushed ice mixed with pieces of rotten flesh, scattered across the room, with a foul stench permeating the cold air.
The bodies of the three mutated parasites lay lifelessly on the floor. Silence replaced the chaos, leaving only a faint mist of cold vapor. Owen collapsed to the floor, exhausted. Rosy dropped the pipe in her hand and slumped down beside him. “We… did it… Owen… We… survived…” she said faintly, panting heavily.
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