Extreme Shame, Chaos, Grotesque Chemical Pleasure, and Surrender
The silence of the chilly basement was shattered by a rough, wet sound.
-Sluuuuurp. Hoooooo.
From the massive beast’s head plunged between Eunha’s thighs, scorching breath close to forty degrees Celsius blasted out like a storm. Eunha trembled violently, like a beast bound for slaughter. Taeo’s thick forelegs pinning her pelvis down were as solid as boulders. Her slender fifty-kilogram body could not close even a single millimeter; her legs were wrenched apart in a perfect M-shape.
With her vision sealed in darkness, Eunha’s senses focused solely on the overwhelming male pheromones and heat surging between her legs. The faint muscular twitch of the beast’s jaw opening wide rippled through the air.
-Schlick.
And then a horrifying sensation slammed into Eunha’s most delicate mucous membrane.
“Aaaaaagh! Hic, h-hueeek…!”
Eunha’s back arched like a bow and snapped upward into the air. It was a wolf’s tongue—nothing like a human one. That thick, heavy slab of flesh swept over her pussy in a single stroke. It wasn’t merely soft. The surface of the beast’s tongue was covered in hundreds of rough papillae, evolved to strip meat from bone and groom fur. Those tiny, coarse projections scraped across her tightly closed entrance and sensitive clit like sandpaper, sending lightning-like shocks straight into her brain.
-Churrrrup. Zzzzuuuck.
“No… ugh, it’s dirty… please, aaah!”
A scream soaked in shame burst out, but Taeo paid it no mind. The beast’s single instinct was to perfectly melt this narrow, dry hole so his massive bone shaft could slide inside without tearing her guts apart.
The enormous tongue dug persistently into the cleft of her pussy.
-Squish. Squelch. Chup.
The tip of Taeo’s tongue curled like a ladle and forcibly shoved its way into Eunha’s tight vaginal opening.
“Aagh! Kkub, haa, haa…!”
Every time the tongue thrust in, Eunha’s belly jerked upward. Ten centimeters. Fifteen. The beast’s long tongue easily violated the shallow depth of a human woman’s vagina, prodding and rubbing against the entrance of her deepest cervix. The rough papillae mercilessly scraped the delicate mucous membrane of her inner walls. The wounds that had barely healed from his saliva burned again with friction heat, accepting the extreme stimulation.
As a rational pharmacy student, Eunha felt a humiliation so intense it threatened to drive her insane—the knowledge that she was taking a beast’s oral cavity into her reproductive organ. But her body reacted differently.
A fierce biological defense mechanism for survival. The primal terror that her dry mucous membranes might tear her apart if they continued enduring that rough tongue, or worse, if that monstrous reproductive organ pierced her afterward, completely hijacked her autonomic nervous system. The Bartholin’s glands on either side of her entrance swelled abnormally, pouring out transparent, slippery arousal fluid like a waterfall.
-Burrrrrt. Gush.
An enormous quantity of fluid erupted in an instant, soaking Taeo’s huge tongue completely. It overflowed from her entrance, trickling down the insides of her thighs in heavy drops.
“Haaah, ahh… What am I… hueeek…”
Eunha was horrified that her own body was responding to the beast’s tongue by producing its own lubricant. Tears of unbearable shame streamed down her cheeks, yet the secretion of her fluids only grew more violent every time the tongue scraped her membranes.
The sticky saliva pouring from Taeo’s mouth and the arousal fluid gushing from Eunha mingled perfectly inside her vagina.
-Schlick. Zzzuuuuk. Squilch.
The only sounds filling the quiet, cool underground storage room were the wet, viscous noises of liquid, the beast’s rough breathing, and the female’s suppressed moans. Every time Taeo’s tongue stirred her inner walls, the pooled fluids bubbled and boiled.
Then, at that moment, the terrible friction pain that had been hammering Eunha’s mind began to transform strangely.
The unknown sedative components and endorphin-like substances contained in Taeo’s thick saliva were seeping between her torn vaginal mucous membrane and the ruptured pelvic floor muscles. The throbbing ache of healing wounds slowly melted away as if numbed. In its place, every time the rough papillae on the beast’s tongue scraped her inner walls, a spine-tingling electric signal shot straight up her spinal cord to her brain.
“Ah, aah… It’s weird, hnnng…”
The soles of Eunha’s feet stiffened rigidly in the air. Her toes curled grotesquely, and spasms rippled through her calf muscles. A horrifying chemical change forcibly converting pain into pleasure. Eunha’s body now trembled madly wherever the beast’s tongue touched, greedily collecting ecstasy.
After Taeo’s tongue had turned her vaginal interior into a complete swamp of saliva and arousal fluid, it slowly withdrew. But the beast’s foreplay was not over.
-Chup. Slurp. Zzzch.
The broad, massive tongue passed her entrance and swept upward, covering the tightly closed area around her anus below.
“Hic! No, th-that place… aaaaaagh!”
Eunha convulsed and twisted her waist, but the tip of Taeo’s tongue was already mercilessly digging between the folds of her torn and barely healed anal sphincter.
The ultimate humiliation of having her excretory organ violated by a beast’s lips and tongue. When Taeo’s saliva flowed into the rectal wall beyond her anus, the last thread of Eunha’s rationality that had been clenching her sphincter snapped completely. All the tension in the muscles surrounding her pelvis melted away like a lie. Even her physiological revulsion knelt before the drug-like sedative effect of Taeo’s saliva.
Now Eunha’s brain had transformed into an extreme state of acceptance in order to survive—to accept this massive beast. Against her own will, her hips began to buck toward Taeo’s huge head. Every time the beast’s tongue licked her membranes, she spread her holes wider as if begging for more, gushing arousal fluid in heavy spurts.
“Aah… ah, stop… your tongue, haaang… it’s too deep…”
What poured from Eunha’s mouth was no longer a scream. It was the sticky, heated mating cry of a female completely steeped in hormones and stripped of reason. Her cloudy silver pupils wandered aimlessly through the air, utterly unfocused on the boundary between pleasure and terror. Both her vaginal entrance and anus were slathered in Taeo’s slippery drool and her own transparent fluids, twitching and gaping as if ready to swallow anything.
The predator confirmed that every muscle had relaxed and the membranes were sufficiently swollen.
-Sluuuuurp…!Grrrrrrrrk…
Taeo lifted his massive head from between Eunha’s legs. With an inhale, the long strand of mixed saliva and arousal fluid hanging from his jaw snapped and splattered onto her thigh. Eunha’s wet holes flinched as they were exposed to the cold air.
And in the darkness, the ninety-kilogram mountain of black fur that had been pinning her slowly pressed its lower body forward.
-Slap. Slide.
The extremely swollen, enormous red pillar dangling from the beast’s groin. That horrifying slab of flesh, even at rest as thick as an adult man’s forearm, slid along the inside of Eunha’s drenched thigh. The heavy weight of the shaft containing its rigid os penis pressed down on her perineum. And at the tip of that pillar, the long, sharply swollen end of the glans rubbed precisely against her entrance—already melted into a slick mess by Taeo’s saliva and her own fluids—and settled into place.
-Squish. Thud.
The instant the massive meat touched the mouth of her hole, Eunha felt the chemical pleasure that had dominated her brain shatter into pieces. No matter how much his saliva had relaxed her muscles and her own fluids had provided lubrication, the sheer mass pressing against her entrance far exceeded anything a human woman’s narrow pelvis could endure.
The physical reality that this brutish bone shaft would forcibly shove against her narrow cervix, and that the terrible knot would then swell and tear her pelvic floor muscles apart once more.
-Grrrrrrrrng.
The beast’s rough breathing scattered hot gusts against Eunha’s ear. In the pitch-black vision of a blind woman, her senses grotesquely amplified only the tangible reality of the massive violence crushing her.
Eunha’s waist was barely sixty centimeters long. That thin, fragile waistline and narrow pelvis were perfectly trapped beneath the forepaws of a mutated wolf whose shoulder height exceeded ninety centimeters. The moment the beast’s nearly one-hundred-kilogram muscular weight pressed her down to the floor, the cold chill of the tile seeped sickeningly into her back. Yet even that chill was nothing compared to the explosive beastly heat radiating from Taeo’s body.
The rough, thick pads on the beast’s forepaws gripped her delicate pelvic skin mercilessly. The sharp tips of his claws scraped dangerously close to her pelvic bone, and Eunha sucked in a sharp breath, her whole body shuddering.
There was nowhere to run. Taeo’s enormous frame completely covered her frail fifty-kilogram body, acting as an overwhelming restraint that allowed not even the slightest resistance.
“Ah… ugh, huu… No, Taeo… please…”
A pitiful sob leaked between Eunha’s pale lips. Her cloudy silver pupils, robbed of light, wandered without focus, shedding tears. What stung her nose was not the horrific stench of decaying corpses from far down the hospital corridor. It was only the thick, beastly pheromones of the male covering her, and the sweet, fishy scent of the fluids that had just thoroughly soaked her lower body.
Between Eunha’s legs was already a slick mess of the beast’s sticky saliva and the arousal fluid she herself had poured out. The strange substances in Taeo’s saliva numbed the pain of her wounds and forcibly relaxed her muscles, but they could not anesthetize the rational terror still ruling her mind.
The anatomical knowledge she had studied countless times as a pharmacy student instead pushed her into the deepest pit of despair at this very moment.
-Squish. Thud.
That brutish mass she had just felt against the entrance of her narrow, delicate hole was a horrifying weapon that defied human common sense. No matter how deep, a human woman’s vagina measured only about ten to fifteen centimeters. Even accounting for expansion, its width was merely a few centimeters. Yet the enormous meat now rubbing against the flesh of her inner thigh and pressing at her entrance was easily over thirty centimeters long. Just from the sensation against her skin, its girth appeared to be a full eight centimeters. It was a pillar thicker and more merciless than an adult man’s forearm.
Moreover, inside that brutish lump of flesh was not mere blood-engorged spongy tissue. A long, solid bone framework was embedded within the beast’s organ. The unyielding hardness of that bone transmitted clearly through the thin membrane to Eunha’s thigh. And that wasn’t all. At the base of the pillar was a bulbous knot that swelled during mating to lock the female in place. The terrible part her fingertips had brushed earlier. Once insertion occurred, that knot would swell to an enormous size and mercilessly rip apart her delicate vaginal walls and pelvic floor muscles.
The overwhelming biological disparity shattered Eunha’s reason and summoned extreme terror. She could not comprehend how she had survived accepting it before. If that bone shaft dug into her. If that sharp, massive tip pierced her cervix, if the thick pillar that followed shoved all her internal organs upward, and if that horrifying bulb finally swelled at her entrance and completely shattered her pelvis—
“Haaah…! Ah, aah…!”
As Taeo exhaled roughly and pressed his lower body slightly closer, a sharp scream tore from Eunha’s throat. He hadn’t even inserted yet. He had simply let the hot, swollen tip rest heavily against the entrance of her narrow hole. Yet that simple friction and pressure alone stretched her delicate vulva to its limit. The thin petals covering her entrance could not accommodate the pillar’s girth; they blanched white and were forced outward. The sharp tip pressed down with a terrible hunger, as if it would swallow her narrow human entrance in a single gulp.
-Slurp, squish.
A hot, viscous fluid burst from the tip of Taeo’s organ and poured over Eunha’s entrance in a thick spurt. The boiling-hot liquid splashed onto her taut, near-tearing membrane, causing her lower abdomen to jerk wildly in violent spasms. The mucus flowed down her perineum and pooled stickily between her buttocks. That horrifically hot, slippery sensation was the beast’s cruel courtesy in preparation for the catastrophic penetration to come.
“Save me… Taeo, I’ll tear… I might really die… huu, please stop…”
Eunha shook her head frantically, begging. In the pitch-black darkness her cloudy eyes became drenched with tears. Because she could not see, her sense of touch and hearing had grown maddeningly acute. The pressure of the enormous glans burning against her skin. The horrifying pulse of the vein-bulging, twitching pillar. Even the rhythm of the beast’s hard abdominal muscles rising and falling as they pinned her completely. Everything overwhelmed her.
-Grrrrrrrrr.
Even at his pitiful owner’s voice, Taeo’s instincts allowed not a shred of mercy. On the contrary, the female’s fear-laced tone only inflamed the male’s conquest urge more savagely. The beastly growl rumbling from deep in Taeo’s throat vibrated the air and made Eunha’s thin ribcage—and her heart—tremble violently.
Taeo slowly twisted his beastly pelvis once more.
“Ahnngh…! U, aaah…!”
With just that tiny movement, Eunha’s waist arched like a bow. The massive tip lodged tightly at her entrance created terrible friction as it moved up and down. The rigid bone shaft crushed her delicate clitoris, and even amid extreme terror, an uncontrollable physiological pleasure shot up her spine like lightning. Against her will, her toes curled tightly in unwanted arousal. Her mind was filled with the rational fear that her body would split in two the moment that enormous weapon entered, yet her saliva-drenched lower half had already surrendered to the beast’s overwhelming mass and heat, endlessly pouring out transparent fluids.
Eunha’s slender hands clutched at the thick fur of Taeo’s forelegs. It was a meaningless attempt to push him away. Immediately, Taeo brought his massive muzzle close to her fragile nape. Every time his sharp fangs grazed the skin above her pulsing vein, Eunha froze and held her breath. The beast’s hot breath warmed her neck, and his rough tongue licked away the tears on her jawline.
And at that moment, the beast’s enormous tip pressing against the entrance of her narrow hole began to increase its pressure—slowly, mercilessly—toward the final limit her membrane could endure. The taut tension right before tearing. The bone-hard pillar forcibly spreading the outer muscles of her entrance and taking aim at the soft flesh inside. Eunha squeezed her eyes shut, waiting in terror for the beast’s first strike that would soon rip her reason and body to shreds.
In the silent hospital corridor where even breathing had ceased, only the wet, sticky friction sounds of two beings colliding and the savage, heated snorts of a male on the verge of fully claiming his female echoed grotesquely.