The 666th Egg

Andras. Having been chosen by the Demon King Solomon to become the master of the 63rd Dungeon, she was originally a mutant harpy. Black wings. Born with feathers as black as night, she had been abandoned by her own kind, and through various twists of fate, she caught the eye of the Demon King Solomon, who transformed her into a new being with a human-like body. Solomon bestowed upon her the name "Andras," and she built her dungeon based on her unique traits—traits that set her apart from ordinary harpies.

"I will build my dungeon solely with my own offspring."

That grand plan crumbled the moment she birthed her first child. The senior demon she had trusted to help her had instead spewed his essence into her, casting a curse. Andras was left to bear the Demon King’s blessing and Harpas’s curse simultaneously. A bird-brained human. Originally closer to a bird-person, Andras’s curse from Harpas meant that her children were born with heads that looked exactly like Harpas. It was a miserable existence, but she had no choice but to keep birthing such children. In the midst of this, she heard a rumor in the Secret Garden, a place where only female dungeon masters gathered.

"If you birth 666 of the same entity, you can evolve!"

Andras took on the challenge. Thanks to Harpas’s curse, she could produce offspring without needing to mate, and in any case, she had no intention of letting other races into her dungeon. I will raise these children and make this the greatest dungeon in the Demon King’s army. And then, I will ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠have my revenge on Harpas. Thus, Andras had just finished laying her 665th egg. She was always exhausted after laying an egg, and she had no strength left in her body.

"Jackpot."

"Kyaaaaaaah!!"

The tattooed orc in the robe didn't even bother to take it off before dropping his pants. The member protruding from between the robes stimulated Andras’s nightmares. "N-no! Stop! I surrender! I lost!"

"Hm?"

The orc, his member standing stiff and erect, knelt before Andras, tilting his head in confusion. Andras, tears welling up in her eyes at the peak of her exhaustion, pleaded. "I, I surrender! I don't know who you are, but I know you're a dungeon master! So please!"

"You just said you lost?"

The orc nodded as if to confirm. Andras swallowed hard, nodding her head vigorously. Whirrrr. The magic crystal she had inserted into her womb beforehand began to glow. Thirty minutes. If she could just endure for that long, the 666th egg of Andras would be fertilized, and she would begin her evolution to the next stage. She could not let that evolution be stolen. Andras pressed her palms together and begged. "Please, please! Please! I'll do anything! So please!"

"Ah."

The orc scratched his cheek. Then, he began to toy with Andras’s belly. "You said you'd do anything?"

"Yes!"

"Then let’s have a go."

"Yes?"

Squish.

Andras’s heart sank at the sensation she felt below. She nearly dropped the egg she had just laid. "Ugh, you’re really something else."

The orc, seemingly in a rush, grabbed Andras’s waist the moment he entered her. Andras was pinned to the feather-carpeted floor, forced to take the orc as she was. "Ah, hng, haaak!"

Andras couldn't believe her situation. There were countless Andrases outside, yet how had this monster appeared here? "H-how, hng!"

Andras felt like she was going insane. The orc’s member was hotter and rougher than any she had ever experienced. Despite his massive frame, he moved with such speed that he was thrusting in and out several times per second.

"M-Master!"

The baby Andrases outside the bedroom were panicking, unable to do anything. Andras’s room was a forbidden zone that no Andras could enter without an order. "W-what are you doing! Help me, right now, h-haaak!"

"What? You want to show your kids? Such a great thing!"

The orc lifted Andras up in one motion. Her black feathered robe fell to the sides, revealing her pale, soft skin. The orc slid his knees under Andras’s buttocks, supporting her. "Ugh, ungh, k-kuhng!"

Thwack, thwack, thwack!

The orc hammered into her as if to break her. Every time he pulled out to the tip and thrust back in, Andras was terrified that the egg might roll off and hit the ground. Thwack, thwack, thwack! The orc’s waist movements began to slow down. The tattoos that had been glowing red up to his neck began to flicker, their light fading. Andras realized it. If I can just hold on a little longer. If she could endure just a little more, she could overcome this humiliation and bring shame upon the orc who dared to violate her.

Andras gasped. "Hng!"

But because it had been so long since she had engaged in such an act, it was not easy to endure. Since Harpas had cursed her, she had been with many male monsters, but none had ever reached the deep, internal place where Harpas had planted the curse.

Squish.

The orc’s glans touched the entrance of Andras’s womb. The seal of the curse left by Harpas was rubbed by the orc’s glans and his pre-cum. "H-haaaang!"

Andras reached a light climax. Before the lingering sensation of the climax she felt from laying the egg had even faded, the orc thrust his member in again. There was no time to rest, and the orc gave her none. "Phew, phew!" The orc tried to hold back his ejaculation with strange, ragged breaths. Andras tried to tighten her vagina as much as possible to prevent him from finishing inside, but the orc didn't care, thrusting his glans all the way to her cervix. Squish.

Andras covered her face with her hands, overwhelmed by a mixture of pain and pleasure ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠that felt as if her entire internal organs were being pulled upward. "A-ahk?!"

The orc pulled his member out to the very end and thrust it back in. It took less than a second, and every time the orc struck her cervix with his glans, her internal walls began to crumble. Thwack, thwack, thwack. The orc’s robe was waving wildly. From beginning to end, the relentless pounding left Andras feeling both humiliated and pleasured. "U-uh-eek!"

The stimulation was more intense than when she had received the grace of the Demon King Solomon. As if to erase the traces of Harpas and Solomon with his own, the orc leaned his upper body forward, resting his chest on Andras’s lower abdomen. "Ugh!"

Andras could no longer escape. There was no way to run. She only wished that the hot member, which felt like it would pierce through her very womb, would just pull out. "S-stop, please...! You can't finish! You can't!"

"You said you'd do anything! Phew, phew."

The orc breathed heavily. The red light of his tattoos flickered even faster. Andras rubbed her hands in front of the orc, her shoulders scraping against the floor. "I-I'll give you the whole dungeon! My baby Andrases, even the commander! I'll become your subordinate too! So please!"

Andras had surrendered. The orc looked as if he couldn't understand why Andras was so desperate to prevent him from finishing inside. "Why?"

"I-if I lay just one more, that makes 666! If I receive another’s essence, it resets—"

"Oh, I'm coming."

The red light from the orc’s tattoos vanished. At the same time, the orc thrust his member to the root inside Andras’s vagina, pushing her cervix aside. Fwoosh. Andras’s heart sank at the movement of the rough, hot liquid surging back from the orc’s member, which filled her vagina. She was devastated that all the time and effort she had accumulated until now had gone to waste. "Ah, haha, haa...."

Andras resigned herself. The orc seemed pleased enough just to have finished inside her, continuing to shake his waist even after ejaculating. "........"

Should I bite my tongue? If she clamped her mouth shut and bit her tongue, she might die from suffocation due to excessive bleeding. Andras had already given up on life. But. She couldn't die like this, feeling so ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠wronged. She would recover her strength, find an opportunity for a counterattack, and use her claws to rip that pig’s belly in half. Andras bit her lip hard and pushed herself up. As it happened, the opponent’s red aura was extinguished, and he was letting his guard down, savoring the afterglow of his ejaculation. Just like she had been right after laying an egg. Kill him now. Andras reached out her hand toward the orc—

"Whoa, that buff is no joke. Sorry, I couldn't control my pace."

Thwack—

The orc’s member was not yet finished. Andras’s vision went white from the impact striking her cervix. "Heeek?!"

It was a completely different kind of thrusting than before. If the orc had been pounding frantically moments ago to satisfy his own lust, this felt subtly different. "Now this is better. The buff just made me thrust without thinking. Sorry, let’s enjoy this properly now."

The orc moved his waist very slowly, thrusting his member. The hard, hot member moved forward inside the vagina that had just laid an egg, slowly exchanging heat. "Wow, you clench so well. What was that talk about 666 earlier?"

"T-that is...."

"If you answer, I’ll pull out."

The orc attempted a trade. Andras debated whether or not to answer, but she couldn't trust the bird-brained ones lingering at the entrance despite their master’s danger. Stupid idiots. It’s no wonder they have Harpas’s heads...! Even after birthing so many, none of them were of any help. Andras bit her lip and spilled her information.

"...Because they said I could evolve if I birthed 666."

"...? Huh? No, that’s not it."

"What did you say...?"

Andras’s heart sank. The orc thought for a moment, then grabbed Andras’s waist and pulled her upper body up. "Ugh-up."

The orc placed Andras’s back against the cave wall. Then, he pressed his lower body forward and grabbed both of Andras’s wrists. "Heh, it was worth evolving for this."

The orc supported Andras, who was pressed against the wall, using only the strength of his member and his lower body. While Andras was light, supporting her with only the strength of his groin was clearly a feat of immense power. "Ugh, hng!"

Andras struggled violently, moving her whole body. But she had no way to move in the face of the orc’s restraint. "Master. Shall I help?"

Suddenly, a beautiful voice rang out. A High Elf, who had been hiding behind the orc, peeked out to check on Andras’s condition. "A High Elf... as a subordinate?"

Andras’s face turned pale. She had thought that this overwhelming power alone made him a ruler of a high-level dungeon, but he was a being beyond imagination, keeping a High Elf as a subordinate. "H-how can a strong person like you...?"

"Me? I heard this place was a gourmet spot, so I came to visit. But who is this nutjob talking about 666? That’s all superstition, just superstition. Ugh."

The orc thrust his member up again, gripping Andras’s wrists tightly. To ensure her sharp claws wouldn't harm him, the orc held onto her wrists. "That, it, h-haaak, they said to do 666 tries to increase the probability! Haaak, Ryun?!"

Lick.

The High Elf slid her body under Andras’s buttocks. Looking up with a sly smile, the High Elf extended her long tongue, licking and sucking on the orc’s testicles. "You, just who are you...! Haaak!"

Andras became terrified of the opponent’s identity. The monster who had suddenly invaded her dungeon not only kept a High Elf as a subordinate but was a monster who casually made the High Elf commit taboos. Squish, squish. The orc’s member thrust into Andras’s inside with ease. Andras’s feathered clothes were all disheveled, leaving her private parts fully exposed. Andras had allowed an intruder to enter at her weakest moment, and she had no way to move anymore. Therefore, Andras gave up on resisting. However, she did not surrender.

"Kuh-huh-huh, birth the orc’s egg! Buh-hick!"

Splurt!

The orc spewed his essence into her once more. Andras bit her lip in humiliation and endured. "Hehehe, lick."

The High Elf licked up the semen flowing out from inside Andras. Andras felt faint at this scene where her common sense was collapsing. But this made 666. Now, she would be reborn as a new being—

"Ah, aaaaah...."

As the summoning circle enveloped her, Andras fainted in ecstasy. ★, ★★★, ★. Andras had finally succeeded in evolving into a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠5-star.