Exhaustion, High Fever, and the Beast's Grotesque Salvation
The price of her obsessive, frantic resistance was horrific. The act of scrubbing the male's scent from her body had instead completely shattered the beast's ferociously suppressed heat switch—one that had been precariously held in check for the past several days. Crushed beneath ninety kilograms of overwhelming mass, the vaginal walls and anal sphincter that had barely managed to cling together were mercilessly torn open once more. The steel-like os penis slammed ruthlessly against her cervix, and immediately afterward the knot, swollen to a shocking size, crushed down on Eunha's pelvis as if trying to snap it from within. A perfect lock. Trapped in that catastrophic restraint where she could neither flee nor push the beast away, Taeo's prostate erupted every ten seconds, pouring hundreds of milliliters of boiling semen deep into her ruptured insides like a cascading waterfall.
"Phuh… hngh… kkh…!"
Eunha's slender abdomen swelled grotesquely like a pregnant woman's, fully containing the volume of the beast's weapon and mucus. The displaced organs pressed against her diaphragm, choking off her breath. The agony of tearing flesh and suffocation made her consciousness flicker out dozens of times. Yet each time, the beast's saliva and semen seeping between ruptured vessels and mucous membranes released miraculous cellular regeneration factors and narcotic-like painkillers, forcibly anchoring her to reality. Destruction and healing occurred simultaneously in milliseconds—a nightmarish biological cycle. Completely addicted to the potent restorative power of those fluids, Eunha had fallen into perfect livestock, rocking her own hips and surrendering to the beast's violence.
And after thirty minutes of destructive mating that felt like an eternity.
—Sluuurp. Squish. Shlurp.
Blood drained from the base of Taeo's shaft, causing the massive knot to contract. Finally, the bony pillar that had impaled her slid free. The moment the lock released, the beast's enormous body lumbered backward with a heavy thud.
Plop. Splash. Splat.
From between Eunha's ruined legs poured hundreds of milliliters of cloudy white fluid trapped in her belly, mixed with dark crimson blood bursting from torn membranes. It cascaded like a waterfall. The cold shower-room tiles transformed instantly into a sea of blood, filling the air with a thick metallic stench.
"Haa… haa… huk……."
Eunha lay collapsed in the pool of blood, twitching faintly like a marionette with its strings severed. Her body had long since exceeded what any living creature could endure. The extreme starvation after the levitation event, the abuse of clinging bare-skinned to the beast's back while fleeing giant insects, and above all the repeated shredding and forced healing of her lower body by a cock that defied human proportions—her fragile immune system had completely collapsed.
"C-cold… it's so cold……."
Eunha's thin shoulders, curled on the floor, began to shake violently like a leaf in the wind. Her teeth chattered, and every muscle in her body contracted in spasms. This was no ordinary chill. It was a deadly infectious fever and rigors born from invading bacteria and the explosive inflammatory response of her torn organs. The nervous system that had been blissfully numbed by the fluids' anesthetic effect now screamed in searing agony as her temperature soared past forty degrees. Eunha's hazy silver eyes lost all focus, drifting in the void. Each breath felt like shards of glass scraping her lungs, and her lips cracked dry, beading with blood. Her vision drowned in perfect darkness as consciousness plunged once more into the abyss. A bone-deep premonition that if she closed her eyes now, she would never open them again.
—Grrrr? Huff. Huff.
The massive black wolf lying beside her in the thick afterglow of climax suddenly pricked his ears. Millions of olfactory receptors dissected in real time the subtle chemical shifts spreading through the air. Taeo's snout drew close to Eunha's pale, trembling face.
Sniff. Snrrrrk.
The scent rising from the female was ominous. The sweet pheromones of heat had vanished, replaced by the stench of rotting inflammation and the cold, sour odor of death that lingers when a life's flame gutters out.
—Whine. Whimper.
A pitiful, anxious cry utterly unsuited to the beast's enormous frame echoed through the bathroom. Taeo licked her cheek and jaw repeatedly with his rough tongue, but the female's boiling temperature refused to drop and her breathing grew shallower by the moment. Simple physical grooming with his saliva would not be enough to save her. The predator's keen mind declared an emergency and frantically dredged up fragments of memories from his human days before the collapse.
Taeo's red eyes wandered before locking onto Eunha's first-aid backpack discarded just outside the shower door. Several hours earlier, in the pharmaceutical aisle on the mart's first floor. The small plastic bottles and paper boxes the blind female had desperately distinguished by clawing letters onto his back. The beast's intelligence perfectly recalled that those were the only tools capable of prolonging her life.
—Bang. Rustle. Crash.
Taeo rushed to the backpack and tore the zipper open with savage bites from his massive jaws and paws. Medicine spilled across the floor. He sniffed each bottle with his sensitive nose, recalling the scents of "aspirin" and "cephalosporin antibiotics" that Eunha had written on his back, and nudged the two correct containers aside with a paw.
But the real problem came next. He had to get the tiny pills down the delirious female's throat when she could not even drink water on her own. A primal, beastly method of survival care was required.
—Crack. Crunch.
Taeo spread his ferocious jaws, shoved both plastic bottles inside at once, and crushed them. The shells shattered, and dozens of potent antibiotics and antipyretics were pulverized inside his massive maw. Frowning at the bitterly chemical taste, he refused to spit out the powder. Instead he gathered an enormous quantity of saliva and mixed it thickly with the crushed medicine. A grotesque biological compound—beast saliva rich in healing factors fused with the pinnacle of modern pharmacology.
—Thud. Thud.
Taeo returned to Eunha's side. With one massive paw he gently lifted her frail shoulder from the floor while the other pressed her chin, forcing her mouth open.
"Haa… ah……."
Seizing the moment as she gasped with unfocused eyes—
—Slurp. Sliiide. Gulp.
Taeo's huge, wet muzzle sealed completely over her small lips. His tongue slithered inside like a serpent, mercilessly shoving the bitter, drug-laden mass of saliva down her esophagus.
"Ugh! Kheok… mmph…!"
The sudden invasion and vile bitterness triggered a reflexive gag. Eunha tried to vomit it out, but Taeo kept her mouth sealed, tongue rooting deep to stroke her airway, refusing to release her until she swallowed. The beast's scorching breath, sticky saliva, and medicinal residue forced their way down her throat. It was the most grotesque and violent kiss the world had ever known—administered for the sake of survival.
—Gulp. Smack.
Only after her throat bobbed in confirmation did Taeo pull away, panting. But his nursing was not finished. If internal infection had been treated with medicine, the external ruptured wounds required direct licking.
He turned and pushed his massive head between her blood- and semen-soaked legs. The anus torn nearly to the point of prolapse, exposing raw red mucosa, and the narrow vaginal entrance cruelly stretched after being pierced to the cervix. Toward those horrific wounds Taeo poured an even greater volume of saliva and drove his rough tongue in without mercy.
—Squish. Lick. Scrape.
"Aaaah! Hngh, it hurts… it hurts so much……!"
Eunha screamed and thrashed, but the beast's tongue did not stop. It dug between the torn vaginal walls, thrusting its root deep into the shredded anal sphincter and licking with frenzied intensity. The sandpaper-like papillae scraped raw flesh, greedily cleaning pooled blood and debris while coating every wound surface with thick layers of saliva brimming with healing factors. He licked and probed so relentlessly that her entire lower body glistened, drenched in his sticky saliva. The saliva penetrated blood vessels, triggering immediate cell division and hemostasis. Wounds that had gushed blood miraculously closed. Severed muscle fibers forcibly knit together, releasing narcotic pain relief.
"Haa… haaaa……."
As pain dulled, Eunha's beastly cries gradually faded. Yet despite overcoming the immediate crisis of catastrophic bleeding and organ rupture through the beast's instinctive saliva healing and forced antibiotics—
"It's cold… so, so cold…."
The high fever consuming her showed no sign of breaking. A body temperature swinging around forty degrees, like living flame. Her immune system had utterly collapsed after countless ruptures and forced healings in such a short time; the medicine would require absolute hours to take full effect. Eunha broke into cold sweats, curling into a tight ball on the tile floor and shivering violently.
—Whine. Grrrr.
Taeo paced in agitation, huffing hot breath as he circled her. Wounds had been sealed. Medicine had been given. Yet the female's body still burned at death's threshold. Instinct supplied one final survival measure: his own overwhelming body heat. The furnace-like warmth radiated by a ninety-kilogram giant wolf that remained unfazed even in sub-zero blizzards.
—Slide. Flop.
Taeo lay down behind her on the cold tiles. With his broad, thick forelegs he drew her delicate naked body close, burying her completely within the stiff, scorching fur of his chest. The giant beast enveloped the blind female like a living cradle. His boiling heat transferred across her ice-cold back and thighs, slowly driving out the terrible chills.
A pitiful survival—kept alive by force inside the embrace of the predator that had nearly killed her, steeped in his saliva and medicine. Even as consciousness blurred, Eunha instinctively clutched the thick fur of the beast holding her. The grotesque symbiosis between the monstrous wolf and the blind female was hardening into an unbreakable, vicious blood bond that gripped each other's breath in its jaws.