Commander! Where are you?!
"Hngh-!"
The Hachishakusama's massive breasts filled my entire field of vision, crushing down on me.
The overwhelming softness and the sweet fragrance assaulting my nose left my mind in a haze.
Am I going to die like this...?
Isn’t this exactly like the boys from those Hitomi hentais?
Buried in those enormous tits, draining every last drop of semen for this ghost woman?
"...Ha."
Something felt utterly hollow.
I'd never imagined that my end in this apocalyptic world would come from titty asphyxiation...
Still, it might be a better fate than being eaten alive by zombies.
The moment the undeniable reality of death flashed through my mind, something inside me snapped.
If I was destined to die anyway.
Better than being dragged around and devoured.
Why not indulge myself fully, going out short but intense?
"Grh-!"
I wrenched every muscle in my body, shoving the Hachishakusama off me.
Caught off guard by the unexpected resistance, she widened her eyes and staggered back.
I didn't miss the opening, propping myself up.
And swung my palm straight at her.
Smack—!
The Hachishakusama's breast jiggled wildly from the impact of my hand.
The unreal bounce and weight transmitted straight through my palm.
[Po?!]
A bewildered sound leaked from her mouth.
I slapped the other breast upward with my palm.
Then, shoving down her unresisting body, I roughly kneaded her breasts and chomped down on her nipple.
[Po, popo...! Ah, ah... po-!]
This was sex unlike anything with Pomen.
A brutal act driven solely by my pleasure and destructive lust.
Like in hardcore porn, like in the hentais in Hitomi, I ravaged the Hachishakusama's body like a beast.
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I panted hot breath onto her cold skin, mindlessly biting and sucking her breasts before naturally shoving my cock into her mouth.
[Po-! Popopo!]
As if she'd been waiting for that, the Hachishakusama started sucking me off.
Unlike her frigid body, her mouth was tepid like bathwater— not bad at all.
But that lasted only a moment.
The instant her tongue touched me, I knew something was different.
A long, soft slab of flesh licked my shaft, wrapped around it, and squeezed.
Her tongue even teased my balls.
"Haa, yeah. Just like that! Suck it deeper, you slutty bitch-!"
I roughly grabbed her by the hair and rammed my cock deep into her throat.
Deeper than even Pomen – the first person I slept with in this world – could manage.
I ground my pelvis against her nose.
"Kr, ugh!"
A violent pleasure melted my brain.
"Fuck...! Damn..., she sucks like a pro!"
I finally understood why the shota in those mangas lost their minds to the Hachishakusama's blowjobs.
This was...
A whole different level of technique.
"Ugh! Ugh! Ooo!"
As the climax hit, I unloaded everything into her mouth.
Hot, sticky semen poured down her throat, and she gulped it down with evident satisfaction, throat bobbing as she savored every last drop.
Then, as if begging for more, her tongue kept teasing the tip of my glans.
"Ugh..."
Part of me wanted another round in that mouth-pussy.
But it felt like things were going her way, so I yanked my dick out with reluctance.
I forced the Hachishakusama onto all fours. Her enormous height meant her ass rose almost to my chest.
[Po! Popopo!]
Without hesitation, I buried my face between her ass cheeks.
A fishy yet sweet, inhuman pheromone stabbed at my nose.
[Po-!]
I stuck out my tongue and licked her hole; a bizarre moan escaped as hot juices gushed out.
"What? You can cum too?"
I lined up my dick with her drenched hole and started pounding like a madman.
[Poht! Popopo!]
"Kidnapped me because you crave cock that bad, huh? Then squeeze harder, you fucking monster bitch!"
In response to my shout, her vaginal walls clamped down on me.
It wasn't mere muscle contraction.
Dozens of wriggling folds inside twisted and gripped my shaft, milking it fiercely with every thrust like they were trying to squeeze out my semen.
"Ugh! Hup! Fuc...!"
Each withdrawal and plunge brought squelching sounds and sparks of pleasure shooting from my waist straight to my brain.
[Poht! Poo! Popopopo!]
The room filled with the sounds of hot flesh slapping and her alien moans.
I gripped her waist and thrust with enough force to reach her womb.
Each time, the massive Hachishakusama's body shook helplessly in time with my movements.
Ah, ugh...
I wished my cock were just a bit bigger.
Something felt lacking.
I wanted to break the Hachishakusama like I'd done to Pomen when I sent her to climax.
Perhaps it was due to the difference in physical proportions? It felt slightly insufficient.
"Huff, huff."
After the storm of madness passed, I collapsed atop her huge body, gasping raggedly.
I'm gonna die...
I'd poured every ounce of strength into satisfying my urges.
I'd lost count of how many times I'd cum.
My whole body felt limp; I didn't even want to twitch a finger.
The Hachishakusama seemed satisfied too, twitching faintly and lying still obediently.
I turned my head and saw my semen leaking from her hole.
That was when it happened.
"......"
Black, murky smoke began rising from the Hachishakusama's body beneath me.
And I felt it slithering into my own body.
Fuck.... So she just drains the semen and tosses out the husk.
I'd thought she'd spare me since she looked satisfied.
But she was a monster without mercy. And then her mind surged into mine like a wave.
"......Ah."
The Hachishakusama didn't intend to kill me.
She'd brought me here for something far worse.
To wring out every last drop of my essence, emotions, memories... everything, turning it all into sustenance to sustain herself.
In other words, keep me just barely alive, thrashing in an eternal abyss of pleasure, using me as her living cum container.
[Po, popopo.]
The sense of conquest and pleasure I'd felt moments ago vanished in an instant.
Learning her true purpose as she writhed beneath me sent chills racing across my skin.
"......"
Did she not realize I'd read her thoughts?
The Hachishakusama gazed down at me with an ecstatic expression. Then, as if pleased, she opened her mouth again.
[More... give...]
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"Communications have been cut off."
Perfect silence replaced the static hiss.
It haunted Arva's ears like a scream announcing the Commander's absence.
"It’s too early to give up."
Pomen shouted, trying to steady the mood.
"I'm not giving up, Pomen."
"Right. There's strong energy residue around here. Probably some Anomaly we don't know about? The comms blackout is likely from that too."
Pomen and Noah had joined late, and Arclight Squad relentlessly analyzed the situation while scouring the area for the Commander.
But no leads on his whereabouts emerged.
"Everything. It's all my fault."
Arva's words as she trudged through the ashes weren't mere self-reproach.
They were a verdict she passed on herself.
Her error in judgment, the mistake of being contaminated by the enemy while entranced by the Anomaly, and the worst possible outcome caused by it…
All of it was shaking the iron will she'd always had.
"......Arva."
Pomen shook her head as she looked at Arva.
She liked and respected Arva as a leader.
But right now, Arva looked precarious, like a broken weapon on the verge of shattering.
At this rate, she'd destroy herself before making any rational decisions.
Not wanting to lose her squadmate, leader, and friend, Pomen stepped in front of Arva.
"Arva, calm down. Situations like this are exactly when..."
"Move, Pomen. We need to find the Commander."
"I know that! But don't you realize your condition is the worst right now? You're not in your right mind!"
At Pomen's shout, Arva's head turned toward her.
But Arva's eyes, staring at Pomen, were utterly vacant.
"I said move, Pomen."
Arva's voice was cold as ice.
The moment Pomen took another step forward, a mix of anger and worry in her eyes, Arva's hand shot out at blinding speed and seized her collar.
"Arva-!"
The sound of metal crumpling echoed from Arva's grip on Pomen's collar.
A powder keg on the verge of explosion.
Guilt long suppressed in Arva's eyes ignited into blazing red fury.
She couldn't bear the fact that her mistake had put the Commander in danger.
That was when.
A quiet voice from behind them drowned out all noise.
"That way."
It was Noah, who had been quietly meditating.
She pointed in one direction.
"I smell something cold and sweet."
"...Huh? Smell?"
Pomen sniffed the air, baffled by Noah's words.
Her olfactory sensors picked up nothing but musty dust and the stench of blood.
But Arva was different.
With her judgment having led to the worst possible result, she had nothing left.
"...Lead the way, Noah."
She said to Noah.
The usual Arva would have dismissed it as unreliable intuition.
But with her reason crumbling, Arva clung to any straw.
And so the Arclight Squad began moving, guided by Noah's mysterious instinct.
"Is this the right path?"
Pomen grumbled with a dissatisfied look, continuously collecting environmental data.
But soon enough, she fell silent and followed Noah without making any more noise.
For reasons unknown, the concentration of energy residue – presumed from the anomaly – was subtly but unmistakably thickening.