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The Dusk Spirit Part 6
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The Endless Tease
Marco had left hours ago, but his scent lingered, thick in the sheets, a reminder of everything Max had done for him—everything he had been forced to do.
The mess was still fresh, still sticky against his skin, but Max had long since given up trying to clean it. That was his job now, after all.
He wasn’t even angry anymore.
Just… hollow.
But his body still ached.
Days. Days of teasing, of moaning in that infuriatingly breathy voice, of watching Marco groan and shudder as he got release—while Max was left panting, wanting, desperate and denied.
Rem had made sure of that.
It wasn’t just frustration anymore. It was torture.
The Betrayal of His Own Body
Max collapsed onto his bed, spreading his legs almost instinctively. His stomach clenched as his fingers traced downward, every nerve alight, his body humming with sensation.
He knew he shouldn’t.
But he couldn’t stop.
His tiny, useless cock twitched pathetically against its lace prison, so small now it barely even existed.
The thought alone made something inside him shudder.
Still, it felt like enough to make him moan, his back arching, fingers gripping the sheets. He was so sensitive—his entire body was too much, every touch electric, every squeeze unbearable.
His hips rolled without thinking, seeking something more, something deeper—
And then that voice cooed in his head.
“Such a good girl,” Rem purred, her presence slithering through his thoughts. “Letting your boyfriend finish inside you… and you’re still dripping.”
Max’s breath hitched. He was.
It was still wet between his legs where his useless nub oozed too much boy juice. Slick. Was that normal?
…Was that him?
His stomach twisted. But he couldn’t stop.
His fingers worked faster, his breath coming in soft, high-pitched moans that made his skin crawl with shame.
It was too much.
Too intense.
Too real.
The Moment of Horror
His body convulsed, his pleasure cresting higher, higher, until—
Until Rem appeared, hovering above him like a specter of doom. He grasped his aching member like it was a lifeline to avoid being drowned in the sea.
“Well, well, well,” she purred, lips curling in amusement. “Maxie finally took matters into her own hands.”
Max gasped, his fingers still moving, hips still grinding into the bed without thinking.
She floated closer. Her glow cast long shadows across his trembling form.
"But you won’t have that little toy to play with for much longer.”
Max’s breath hitched.
His pleasure stalled.
“W… what?”
Rem giggled, twirling around him, whispering like a devil on his shoulder.
“No more boners ever again,” she crooned.
Max froze, panic slicing through the haze of arousal.
“N-no,” he choked.
Rem’s grin only widened.
“Oh, sweetheart, you didn’t think I’d let you keep it, did you?”
Max’s body betrayed him again, his muscles clenching, his pleasure surging forward against his will.
His back arched.
His chest heaved.
He came—again, again, convulsing through wave after wave of mind-shattering orgasm, but something was different this time.
The Point of No Return
It didn’t stop. It should have been over, but it wasn’t. His body kept going, forever, writhing under an endless, unnatural tide of pleasure.
His thighs clenched, his toes curled, his chest bounced wildly, nipples tingling with overstimulation.
It was as if Rem’s words had triggered something inside him.
As if his body already knew.
As if this was the last time.
Max (sobbing, breathless):
“Rem—Rem, stop—please—”
Rem (mocking, gentle):
“Oh, Maxie. This is your last boy orgasm, you know. From now on, it’s only a girl’s pleasure for you.”
Max’s breath stopped in sheer terror.
Just as another shuddering, internal orgasm wrecked through him.
His mind screamed.
His final cry was high-pitched, breathy, and undeniably feminine.
And in the back of his mind, Rem whispered, “Your surgery is already scheduled, darling. Be a good girl and get some rest. You’ll need it.”
Max collapsed, trembling, ruined.
And there was nothing he could do to stop it.
To Be Continued…
