Oral Invasion, Collapse of Reason
The flickering flames in the underground food storage of a massive supermarket, deep in the dead of a frozen winter night, cast grotesque shadows across the walls. In their midst, the beast’s ferocious possessiveness was once again slamming down mercilessly upon the blind female’s fragile body.
A massive slab of the beast’s flesh rested heavily atop Eunha’s thin, pale bare thighs. The enormous red pillar that had supposedly just erupted with dozens of milliliters of hot mucus moments ago had not shrunk even a single centimeter. Instead, it throbbed with an even more terrifying hardness, radiating heat intense enough to scorch her skin.
-Grrrrrr. Hsssh.
Taeo’s harsh snort slammed against the crown of Eunha’s head. Her trembling fingertips slid down the surface of the colossal pillar pinning her thighs. Thick veins bulged beneath the skin like steel wires, pulsing violently. Most of all, the beast’s signature massive os penis that ran through the center of the organ transmitted an unyielding, rebar-like rigidity straight into her bones.
But what truly shoved Eunha into an abyss of perfect despair and terror was something else. At the very base of the pillar—where her hands could not reach—the area just barely brushing her pelvis began to twitch and swell with every heartbeat. A grotesque, knotted mass of flesh was slowly enlarging. The horrifying precursor of the root section creaking as it prepared to balloon into a monstrous bulbus glandis.
The hellish memory from just hours earlier crashed through her nervous system: that enormous bone pillar ruthlessly piercing her cervix, the knot at its base swelling until it tore her organs and sphincter to shreds. No matter how miraculous Taeo’s saliva was at healing wounds, she never wanted to experience that suffocating pressure of physical organ rupture or the torture of being locked in a mating tie ever again.
Taeo’s massive body, nearing one hundred kilograms, pressed down mercilessly on her slender shoulders, trying to force her flat against the floor.
“Ugh, no… Please…”
With a face drained of all color, Eunha thrashed desperately and managed to twist her upper body. She couldn’t fully escape the beast’s strength, but she flipped with frantic effort, planting both knees on the cold concrete and lowering herself into a prone position. The crushing weight of the enormous furred mass bearing down on her thin waist and hips from behind filled her with terror. It felt as if that horrific tip would pry open her drenched, narrow entrance at any second.
Clinging to the beast’s thick foreleg, she begged in utter desperation.
“Taeo… Not inside today… Hic, I’ll do it with my mouth… Please…”
It was the most humiliating and frantic compromise for survival, one that completely discarded the last scraps of dignity she had clung to as a former pharmacy student.
Still on her knees, Eunha reached out with trembling hands and barely managed to wrap them around the colossal cock that had drawn dangerously close to her face. The shaft was obscenely thick. Even when she spread her small, delicate fingers as wide as possible, they could not encircle even half its girth. Only by stacking both hands on top of each other could she exert any semblance of control over the overwhelming mass.
-Squelch. Glurk.
The full heat of flesh well over forty degrees Celsius and the faint throbbing of veins transmitted directly into her palms. Right before her eyes—no, her nose—the arrowhead-shaped, long, pointed tip sliced through the air, swaying threateningly. It was a merciless shape, evolved solely to tear flesh apart. The surface was covered in tiny fleshy barbs and coarse ridges, radiating a violent purple heat from the beast’s explosive rut.
Eunha cautiously parted her pale lips. The maximum opening she could create by stretching her jaw as far as possible was a mere four and a half centimeters. It was hopelessly insufficient to fully take even the sharpest tip of the beast’s cock.
With tears welling in her eyes, she forced the arrowhead-like tip between her lips.
“Mmm… Hngh…”
-Squish. Slurp.
The moment the beast’s hot, rigid flesh pushed past her lips, Eunha’s soft tongue was completely crushed against the floor of her mouth. At the same time, the milky prostatic fluid that had been endlessly leaking from the tiny hole at the tip soaked her tongue root and the roof of her mouth. A fishy, sticky flavor like concentrated protein. But what mercilessly paralyzed her sense of smell more than anything was the dense, wild musk unique to a male wolf and the thick beastly male scent.
The air in the narrow underground storage was already stale, yet the extreme pheromonal stench pouring from the cock filling her mouth struck her brain directly, triggering severe dizziness.
“Hngh… Urk…”
The acrid, overpowering wild scent brought instant tears that spilled down her cheeks. Breathing through her nose was already difficult, but Eunha gripped the shaft tighter with both hands and began sucking the flesh in her mouth with desperate focus.
-Slurp. Chuuup. Slurp.
There was almost no room to move her tongue. The tip, with its enormous bone embedded all the way inside, forced her oral cavity to expand with zero give or softness. Eunha barely managed to twist the tip of her tongue around the pointed surface, pursing her small lips tightly and sucking in rhythmic pulses.
Every time she increased the pressure of her lips, fresh milky mucus erupted from the beast’s tip like a fountain, flooding her mouth completely.
-Spluuuurt. Gluck.
The volume was far beyond what a human woman’s small mouth could handle. The sticky fluid she couldn’t swallow pooled rapidly, soon overflowing the limits of her mouth and leaking messily from the corners of her lips.
“Hah… Mmph. Ngh! Chuuup…”
The beast’s fluids ran down her chin, soaking her pale neckline before drawing long, sticky trails across her bare breasts inside the unzipped hoodie. Beneath the faint red glow of the campfire, the sight of the blind woman with the beast’s massive weapon stuffed in her mouth, utterly drenched in mucus, was the pinnacle of wretched, obscene corruption.
Eunha’s mouth was completely plugged by the arrowhead tip. The only movements permitted were the monotonous actions of sucking, licking, and gently nibbling with her lips to avoid teeth. To compensate for the insufficient stimulation, she worked her hands frantically.
-Slap. Squish. Squelch.
She alternated her grip along the midsection of the shaft, stroking it roughly up and down. Every time her palms swept over the vein-bulging, coarse surface, the hard bone hidden beneath the skin mercilessly scraped against the muscles of her palms.
“It’s too… mmph, thick… My hands… can’t even wrap around it… Haaah.”
Because her mouth was full, Eunha’s words came out in a muffled, panting slur. Her entire palms were slick and drenched with the hot mucus Taeo was leaking. Simply gripping the pillar was enough to strain the tendons in her wrists from the overwhelming weight and heat.
Only the tip had entered her mouth, yet the sheer volume already created a bizarre pressure that made the entrance of her throat and upper esophagus feel painfully stretched. Her face flushed red from lack of air, and the musk scent bombarded her nostrils like a carpet bombing, stealing what little oxygen she had left.
Yet despite Eunha’s devoted, tearful service, the beast’s reaction was not flowing in the direction she desperately hoped.
-Grrrrrr!
Huff. Bark!
Taeo’s broad chest swelled violently, his breathing turning savage like a steam engine. The stimulation from her small lips and soft hands was nothing more than a shallow, teasing game to a male wolf consumed by explosive mating frenzy.
Crucially, at the very base of the pillar she was gripping—the enormous knot still outside her mouth—began to swell slowly and terrifyingly, shoving her hands aside. The horrifying pulsation of blood surging in and muscle tissue expanding.
No… Even just the tip feels like it’s going to tear my mouth apart… If that knotted mass gets inside…
Eunha sensed the primal fear of death on an instinctive level. She sucked even more desperately, pursing her lips tighter, rolling her tongue as softly and pleadingly as she could, praying that the shallow pleasure of her mouth alone would be enough to make the male cum and calm his lust.
She had to make him finish outside. She could not let him enter her.
-Slurp. Chuuuurlp.
“Haa… Mmph.”
Milky mucus poured down like a waterfall, painting her entire chest white. But this very moment was the trigger that completely snapped the giant mutated predator’s thin patience.
A male wolf’s mating did not end with simply spraying mucus externally. It was a cruel biological mechanism that only completed when the massive bone pillar was driven to the deepest, warmest part of the female’s inner walls, the basal bulb expanded to lock their bodies perfectly together, and hundreds of milliliters of seed were poured inside over dozens of minutes.
The reason of the beast, swallowed by the madness of heat, completely evaporated.
-Kwaaaaaang!
With an ear-splitting roar, the giant beast revealed its merciless violence.
-Thud!
Grab.
A forepaw the size of a human face slammed down on the back of Eunha’s head. The thick calluses and coarse fur tangled in her long black hair, pinning it down.
“Mmph…! Mmph?!”
Before she could even scream, Taeo’s paw gripping her skull mercilessly shoved her head toward his crotch with brutal force.
-Shove!
Squelch.
In an instant, horrifying pressure destroyed her oral cavity as it forced its way in. The pointed tip that had only been partially inserted now ignored her resistance entirely, prying open her narrow throat and ramming straight down.
“Kek…! Urk, ghhhk!”
The beast’s rigid bone pillar mercilessly stretched the entrance of the fragile human esophagus, threatening to tear it apart as it tried to expand. Eunha’s jaw joints screamed as if they would dislocate. Her tongue root was crushed deep into her throat, completely sealing her airway. Everything before her eyes flashed white.
But what truly plunged Eunha into the terror of true hell was not the pain in her throat. It was the enormous knot at the base that had been slowly preparing to swell outside her lips. That horrific bulbous mass now began crushing her lips and jaw with terrifying pressure, driven by Taeo’s forceful thrusts.
If… if this thing gets inside my throat and swells huge…
Her sharp mind instantly calculated the fatal physical catastrophe. If that massive lump of flesh ballooned like a balloon inside her thin, fragile esophageal wall, it would not only rupture her esophagus but completely crush her trachea. She would vomit blood and die on the spot. It was a perfect biological instant death, on an entirely different level from the pain of a torn vagina or anus.
“Ghhhk! Uuuuurk!”
Primitive adrenaline for survival exploded through the blind female’s veins. Eyes wide, Eunha thrashed with all her might against the hundred-kilogram beast pinning her down. She planted her hands on the floor, twisted her slender waist wildly, and yanked her head back as if trying to rip her own hair from Taeo’s grasp.
-Crunch. Squelch. Crack!
“Kek! Puhah!! Krrrk! Weh!!”
With pain like her scalp was being torn off, the enormous bone pillar that had been blocking her narrow throat scraped free with a wet sound.
“Cough! Hack, heuk… Hah!”
Having expelled the cock, Eunha lay prone on the floor, coughing violently. The extreme friction and forced expansion had caused microscopic tears in her esophageal and oral mucosa. Bright red blood mixed with the sticky fluids she spat, staining the concrete.
In her mind, filled only with ragged breaths, there was nothing but the pure instinct to survive. Even her submission and compromise toward Taeo—the fortress that had protected her, her only lifeline—shattered instantly in the face of death’s terror.
-Grrrrrr!
The moment the enraged beast lowered its massive muzzle to bite the nape of her neck after its cock had been forced out—
-Slap!
“Hey! Are you crazy?!”
Eunha’s thin palm shot through the darkness and struck the beast’s wet nose with all her strength, splattering bloody saliva. It wasn’t a perfectly aimed blow since she was blind, but it was a sharp strike fueled by extreme fear and the instinct to survive.
“If you put it in my throat I’ll die!! I’ll suffocate and die, you insane monster!”
Her desperate scream tore through the silence of the underground storage. Beneath the campfire’s red light, the fragile human woman—chin and chest utterly soiled with white mucus, panting blood-flecked breaths—shouted at the beast. Before her stood the giant black wolf, its monstrous bone pillar erect and throbbing, momentarily frozen from the blow to its nose, growling lowly.
They faced each other, breaths ragged and mingling. It was the razor-thin boundary between the violence of a beast that had lost all reason and the most desperate, precarious struggle of a female fighting for her life.