Using Dragons as Bottom-Tier Onaholes While Fucking Them (2)

As the cutscene started, the dragon girls began chattering away on their own. I hadn't paid them much attention, so I roughly scanned the related settings via the admin console. There was a long explanation, but to a gamer's eyes, it looked entirely different.

'Ah, so you're the balance patch crew?'

These "Regulators" must be the ones who show up to rein in players when they get too strong. If those lingering spirits whose lives are the game grind away at this shitshow, they'd power up pretty quick even if not as fast as me. Seemed like their role was to keep those folks from going too wild... but

'Not my problem.'

Honestly, who gives a fuck about the lore. What mattered was they'd tried to mess with me. Time to crush them. Absolutely.

"Heh, don't worry. I wasn't planning to kill you..."

"Decision made. From now on, you're all bottom-tier onaholes."

I reached out into empty air. The cutscene's remaining playtime showed on screen: a measly 10 minutes. To wreck them in that time, I'd have to hustle.

'First up, body mods.'

The very first thing I did was fire off the body customization skill I'd used on those Japanese delinquent bitches. I grabbed the tits of these arrogant, yapping sluts with their smug faces.

-Grab.

"Sex Position Change, activate!"

Their breasts started swelling up immediately. I kept pumping until they were at least head-sized monstrosities.

-Squish squish.

'They're gonna freak when the cutscene ends.'

What would it feel like to realize too late? For daring to challenge me, they'd been turned into onahole-optimized bodies with vulgarly massive udders...

With that "cannot be ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠undone" option, even polymorph reversal would be impossible. They'd be stuck with those massive tits for life. Imagining their reactions already had me grinning ear to ear.

'Could just fuck 'em like this...'

"Let's take it a bit further."

But I didn't stop there. After all, this batch of dragon girls' concept? Bottom-tier onaholes. Time to optimize for usability to match.

'Now then...'

After that, it was business as usual: console window up, admin privileges clicked. Soon enough, a few ropes appeared below me.

'This'll do.'

"Alright, bind 'em up!"

At my signal, the ropes shot off like hungry pigs at feeding time. The red cords wrapped around their bodies, restraining them tight. The end result? Perfect.

"No need to be scared. If an even greater calamity befalls this world..."

"Ooh, check it out?"

It said they couldn't move when bound, so I wondered how it'd look. Folded up like that, huh. Makes sense—if hands, feet, and legs are all tied, no moving. The wings were left free probably 'cause flight required a skill.

'Pussy and tits perfectly exposed for use—total onahole material.'

What I loved most was the usability. Folded to the extreme for easy insertion, their pussies gaping like they were begging for it. And those sturdy red milk tanks would provide plush comfort throughout a mating press. Seeing these onaholes rolling pathetically on the floor was plenty to get me hard.

-Whoosh.

"Now, who to fuck first..."

I strolled around, picking my target. So many onaholes, wanted to try 'em all, but with just over 7 minutes left in the cutscene, I'd have to focus on one to cum in time.

'Just stick it in and think later.'

I stopped in front of a redheaded dragon girl NPC with especially huge tits.

"Heave-ho."

Squelch—!!

Slamming my dick in raw tore her hymen with a pop. The downgraded used pussy clenched down tight, like it accepted its fate as a lifelong onahole and was giving its all. My first impression of that top-species grip?

"Ssp. Damn, you're tight?"

These ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠bitches had B-rank pussies. Lived thousands of years, maybe? Barely any juice. Though that was partly 'cause I skipped foreplay, whatever.

"If you resist us, well... I wouldn't recommend it."

But the dragon who'd just lost her virginity kept spouting nonsense. Almost like she was saying her own pussy wasn't worth recommending. The irony cracked me up.

"Pfft! Yeah, I'll pass on this one."

Squelch— I yanked my dick out. As she said, no need for non-recommended dick; time to switch holes. Not that I'd leave this redhead behind, though...

"Heave-ho!"

Whipped up a quick skill, then flick— nailed her clit with my fingernail. Hard, like popping a go stone. The instant my nail hit that little bean, water gushed out.

"We can use full force against those stronger than us. You could beat us and set new rules..."

She recited her cutscene lines with a confident smirk. But in that vulgar pose. And finally, her pussy squirting like a cheap fountain.

-Gurgle.

"Someday, it will... go..."

Her body even started trembling. Squirting 300ml with naturally low fluids meant her whole body was contracting, urging 'More pussy juice ♡'. Her hole winked like begging for one more dick to help, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠but 'No time.'

"Next up..."

5 minutes left after that waste. Time to hurry, so I shook my head and scanned for another hole. And today's star was?

[Cocone (9276, Female)]

- Dragon Lord and leader of the Regulators...

"Ooh."

Checked out the one with the cute horns, and she's the big boss. Nice.

"Cocone, you're the one!"

I reached for the console. What I wanted? Punish one to teach a hundred. Fucking her would doom them all.

Hooked up sensation sharing first. Now when she orgasms as a defeated onahole, the rest would taste onahole bliss too. I'd just pound and cum happily.

Slapped on some cheap slut pussy traits too? One defeat-orgasm and she'd turn her whole species into pathetic bitches. Tested by pinching her protruding nipple hard.

"We are merely..."

Squiiirt—!!!

Fountains erupted everywhere. Not just Dragon Lord Cocone—all the dragons convulsed in orgasm. One nipple tweak for a full squirting climax? Beyond bottom-tier—straight-up defective onahole.

'Undeveloped nips do this much? Wonder about the pussy.'

"Heave-ho."

I knelt before her, slapped my dick on top.

"Lady Cocone, time to decide."

"We..."

Every time she spoke, her pussy lips parted and clenched like a mouth, sucking at my dick. Pulled me in gently without effort. Unlike before, already soaked from orgasm, it slipped right in easy. Her hymen protested like 'I'm the Dragon Lord! Can't lose this lame!' but 'Only 4 minutes left!!'

"Mating press for real!!!"

I slammed my hips down regardless. No—crushed my whole body onto hers. Her filthy huge tits flattened like airbags, hymen tore pathetically easy. Weight-loaded mating press punched straight through her shit pussy, bunker-busting her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠womb.

The result? Obvious.

-Squiiiirt!!!

"Hoh."

Pussy fountains sprayed everywhere. Dragon Lord no exception—her fluids soaked my crotch hot. Beyond water fight; flood warning levels. Zero resistance pussy hit with 20x pleasure? Expected.

-Squelch squelch squelch.

"Nghhh!!!"

I kept thrusting mercilessly. No mercy for the target—like using a real onahole. Pleasure so intense her face twitched.

-Shudder.

"Yes... sl... pu..."

Voice breaking. She'd push through normal pleasure for lines, but this? Choking on gasps. Didn't care. Just kept pounding like a fish in water.

-Grip.

'Handles too—grab 'em!!'

Prep for serious fucking. Overlapped bodies, crushed her horns in my grip. Upper body locked firm in mega red tits. Then,

-Squelch squelch squelch squelch.

"Raaaghh!!!!"

16 thrusts per second—fatal womb docking. Merciless hip shakes as I used the onahole. Her orgasming pussy clenched like contractions, vulgar schlop schlop sounds echoing from below.

-Pffft, plop.

"...Pussy fart, you slut."

Trapped air escaped her pussy like a fart. A Dragon Lord over 9000 years old reduced to this pathetic vulgar onahole pussy. Perfect.

-Schoooorp.

"So fucking hot!!!!"

Anyway, climax building, so I lifted my hips. Pulled head to her entrance—lingering squirts washed the deflowering blood off my dick. And I...

"Cutscene, skip!!"

Skipped the last 30 seconds on purpose. Fun to watch delayed sense-blocked orgasms, but this time? Wanted ahegao while dumping my load. Her vacant eyes staring at empty air snapped to me.

"Now... huh?"

Bound in that vulgar pose. Horns gripped, tits as full-body cushion. Her virgin-until-moments-ago pussy stuffed with my dick.

"Wha... is... th..."

Her eyes rolled back simultaneously. Brain finally processing the 20x cutscene pleasure.

She fully declared orgasm right after I slammed mating press to her womb depths again.

"Aaaauuuugh!!!? Nngh, kuhhh♡ Ohhooooo♡ Wha, iiiii♡"

Squiiiish—!!!

Water blasted from her lower half again. Meanwhile, I irresponsibly pumped thick cum inside. Used the noblest top-species Dragon Lord's pussy like a cheap onahole. Felt so good, nosebleed dripped from her.

"Nnggguhhh♡ Ngh, kbuhhh♡"

"Auuuugh!!!?"

"Whaaa♡"

"No way the Lord's... haaaguuuh!!!!"

The surrounding dragons' vulgar orgasm cries harmonized. One bad Lord choice—no resistance, slammed with 20x real climax. Their panic must be insane. Couldn't even speak, just spewing gibberish. Until the moment I finished cumming and stood.

"...Hoo!"

'Dumped it good.'

Now they'd submit to me. No more Regulator bullshit. Tell 'em to handle goblin dick as bottom-tier onaholes, and they'd obey meekly.

"Th, thiiiis...♡"

"Shut up and get up."

With the third day's final load satisfyingly done...

The fate of this defective onahole species I'd unleashed?

"You're doing a job with me."

Turning this rotten Arcana...

Into paradise.

-Whoosh.

"Put this on first."

Though now, pretty damn vulgarly.