Oral Invasion, The Collapse of Reason
In the underground food warehouse beneath the hypermarket, deep in the midnight winter, campfire flames flickered and cast grotesque shadows across the walls. Amid that darkness, the beast’s ferocious possessiveness hammered down once more upon the fragile body of the blind female.
The massive lump of the beast’s flesh lay heavily across Eunha’s thin, pale bare thighs. The enormous red pillar she had believed had just spat out dozens of milliliters of hot mucus showed not even a centimeter of shrinkage. Instead it stood even more horrifically erect, radiating heat intense enough to scorch her skin.
Grrrr.Huff.
Taeo’s rough breathing 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 like wires beneath the skin, pulsing violently, and above all the beast’s immense baculum—running through the very center—had hardened to the bone, transmitting a sensation of cold rebar.
Yet what truly shoved Eunha into an abyss of perfect despair and terror was something else. At the lowest part of the pillar, where her hand could not reach, right at the massive base nearly touching her pelvis, a grotesque knot of flesh began to slowly swell with every heartbeat, muscles twitching obscenely.
The root made a sickening crack as it prepared to balloon into a monstrous bulb. Only hours earlier that huge bone pillar had mercilessly pierced her cervix, the swelling knot at its base ripping her organs and sphincter to shreds. The hellish memory blasted through Eunha’s entire nervous system.
No matter how much Taeo’s saliva healed her wounds, she never wanted to endure that suffocating pressure of rupturing organs and the torture of forced mating again.
Taeo’s nearly one-hundred-kilogram bulk pressed mercilessly on her thin shoulders, trying to force her flat against the floor.
“Ungh, no…. Please…..”
Eunha’s face drained of all color. She thrashed, barely managing to twist her upper body. She could not fully escape the beast’s strength, but she desperately flipped herself over, planting both knees on the cold concrete and bending forward.
The crushing weight of the massive furred body covering her slender waist and hips from behind. The terror that the horrifying tip might at any second pry open her drenched, narrow entrance made Eunha cling to Taeo’s thick forelegs and beg with raw desperation.
“Taeo…. Not inside today…. Hic, I’ll do it with my mouth…. Please…..”
It was the most humiliating, desperate compromise for survival—discarding even the last scraps of dignity she had once possessed as a pharmacy student.
Still kneeling, Eunha reached out with shaking hands and barely managed to wrap them around the enormous cock now looming directly before her face. The shaft was grotesquely thick. Even spreading her small, delicate fingers as wide as they would go, she could not encircle even half its girth. Only by stacking both hands on top of each other could she exert any control; the sheer mass was overwhelming.
Creak.Squish.
Heat well over forty degrees Celsius and the faint, heavy throb of veins transmitted straight into her palms. Right before her eyes—practically against her nose—the arrowhead-shaped, long, sharp tip sliced threateningly through the air. It was a merciless form evolved to tear flesh apart completely. The surface was covered in tiny fleshy nubs and coarse wrinkles, radiating a purple heat that looked ready to explode from the beast’s violent rut.
Eunha cautiously parted her pale lips. The widest she could stretch her jaw was a mere 4.5 centimeters. It was hopelessly insufficient to contain even the tip.
With tears brimming, she forced the arrowhead between her lips.
“Mmm…. Hahp…..”
Creak.Slurp.
The instant the beast’s hot, rigid flesh pushed past her lips, Eunha’s soft tongue was crushed flat against the floor of her mouth. At the same time, the milky prostate fluid that had been leaking nonstop from the tiny hole at the tip drenched her tongue root and the roof of her mouth. The taste was fishy and sticky, like concentrated protein. Worst of all was the scent—the dense, wild musk unique to wolves and the thick male beast odor that mercilessly paralyzed her sense of smell.
The air in the narrow underground warehouse was already stale, yet the extreme pheromones pouring from the cock filling her mouth struck her cranial nerves directly and induced severe dizziness.
“Hup…. Uuk…..”
The acrid, savage stench made fresh tears spill down her cheeks. Breathing through her nose was nearly impossible, but to survive she tightened her grip on the shaft with both hands and began sucking the flesh in her mouth with desperate intensity.
Slurp. Suck. Slurp.Mmm….
There was almost no room to move her tongue. The tip, with its huge bone embedded to the hilt, forcibly stretched her oral cavity without the slightest give. Eunha barely managed to twist the tip of her tongue around the pointed surface, pursing her small lips as tightly as possible, sucking and squeezing in repeated strokes.
Every time she increased the pressure, fresh milky mucus erupted from the tip like a fountain, flooding her mouth.
Burrrrt. Gulp.
The volume was far beyond what a human woman’s small mouth could contain. Unable to swallow it all, the sticky fluid quickly overflowed, oozing messily from the corners of her lips.
“Paha…. Eup. Uk! Chup…..”
The beast’s fluid ran down her chin, soaking her pale neck and drawing long, sticky trails across her bare chest inside the open hoodie. Beneath the faint red glow of the campfire, the sight of the blind woman with the beast’s massive organ stuffed in her mouth, drenched in mucus, was the utter pinnacle of desperate, obscene corruption.
Her mouth was completely sealed by the arrowhead tip. Only the monotonous motions of sucking, licking, and gently biting and releasing with her lips—careful not to let her teeth graze—were permitted. To make up for the insufficient stimulation, Eunha worked her hands frantically.
Slap. Creak. Squish.
She alternated her grip, twisting and stroking the midsection of the shaft with rough, rapid strokes. Each time her palm swept over the vein-bulging surface, the hard bone hidden beneath scraped mercilessly against the muscles of her hand.
“It’s too…. Eup, thick…. My hands…. can’t even wrap around it…. Haaat.”
Because her mouth was full, Eunha’s words came out in a muffled, panting slur. Her palms were slick and drenched with the hot mucus Taeo kept producing. Simply gripping the pillar strained the ligaments in her wrists with its overwhelming weight and heat.
Only the tip had entered her mouth, yet the sheer volume already pressed painfully against the entrance of her throat and upper esophagus. Her face flushed crimson from lack of air; the musk scent bombarded her nostrils like carpet bombing, stealing every breath.
Yet despite Eunha’s devoted, tearful service, the beast’s reaction did not move in the direction she prayed for.
Grrrrr!Puff.Bark!
Taeo’s broad chest swelled violently; his breathing grew as savage as a steam engine. The stimulation from her small lips and soft hands was nothing but shallow, teasing play to a male wolf in the grip of explosive rut.
Crucially, at the very base of the pillar she still gripped—the massive knot that remained 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 this tip already feels like it will tear my mouth apart…. If that knot-shaped lump gets inside….
Eunha sensed the instinctive terror of death. She sucked even more frantically, pursing her lips, rolling her tongue as softly as she could, pleading with the tip as if begging for mercy. She prayed the male would ejaculate from this shallow oral pleasure alone and calm his lust.
She had to make him finish outside.
Slurp. Slurrrp.
“Haa…. Eup.”
Milky mucus cascaded like a waterfall, painting her entire chest white. But this was exactly the moment the giant mutated predator’s thin patience snapped completely.
A male wolf’s mating did not end with merely scattering mucus externally. It was a cruel biological mechanism that only completed when the huge 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 out over dozens of minutes.
The beast’s reason, swallowed by the madness of rut, evaporated entirely.
Kwaaaaang!
With an ear-splitting roar, the giant beast unleashed merciless violence.
Thud!Grab.
A front paw the size of a human face slammed onto the back of Eunha’s head. Thick calluses and coarse fur tangled in her long black hair, pinning her down.
“Uup….! Eup?!”
Before she could scream, Taeo’s paw gripping her skull mercilessly shoved her face toward his crotch.
Swoosh!Crack.
In an instant, terrible pressure destroyed her oral cavity as it forced its way in. The pointed tip that had only been partially inside now ignored all resistance and rammed straight down her narrow throat.
“Kek….! Uuk, kurrrrk!”
The beast’s rigid bone pillar mercilessly stretched the entrance of the fragile human esophagus, swelling as if to tear it apart. Eunha’s jaw joints screamed as though they would dislocate; her tongue root was crushed deep into her throat, completely sealing her airway. Her vision flashed white.
But the true hellish terror was not the pain in her throat. The massive knot at the base, which had been swelling outside her lips, now began crushing her mouth and jaw with horrifying force as Taeo thrust violently.
If… if this gets inside my throat and swells huge….
Eunha’s sharp mind instantly calculated the fatal physical catastrophe. If that enormous lump of flesh ballooned like a balloon inside her thin, fragile esophageal wall, it would rupture the esophagus, crush the trachea, and cause her to vomit blood and die on the spot. It was a perfect biological instant death, on an entirely different level from vaginal or anal tearing.
“Kuuuup! Uuuuk!”
Primitive survival adrenaline exploded through the blind female’s veins. Eyes wide, Eunha fought with everything she had against the hundred-kilogram beast crushing her. She planted her hands on the floor, twisted her thin waist wildly, and yanked her head back as if trying to rip her own hair from Taeo’s grip.
Crack. Creeeeak. Crunch!
“Kek! Puhaat!! Kelok! Wek!!”
With pain like her scalp was being torn off, the giant bone pillar that had blocked her throat scraped free.
“Cough! Hack, heuk…. Huk!”
Having expelled the member, Eunha lay prone, coughing violently. Extreme friction and forced expansion had caused micro-tears in her esophagus and oral mucosa; pink blood mixed with the sticky fluid she spat, staining the floor.
In her gasping mind there was only one thought: I have to survive. Even the submission and compromise she had offered Taeo—her fortress, her only lifeline—shattered instantly before the terror of death.
Grrrr!
The instant the enraged beast thrust its huge muzzle forward to bite her nape now that its cock had slipped free—
Slaaaap!
“You! Have you gone mad?!”
Eunha’s thin palm cut through the darkness and struck the wet tip of Taeo’s nose with all her strength, splattering blood-mixed saliva. It was not precisely aimed, but the blow carried the full weight of extreme fear and survival instinct.
“If you put it in my throat I’ll die!! I’ll suffocate and die, you crazy monster!”
Her desperate scream tore apart the silence of the underground warehouse. Beneath the campfire’s red light stood a fragile human woman, chin and chest smeared with white mucus, panting blood-tinged breaths and shouting at the beast. Before her loomed a giant wolf with its monstrous bone pillar erect, momentarily flinching from the slap to its nose and growling low.
They confronted each other, rough breaths mingling. It was the most desperate, razor-thin boundary between a beast that had lost all reason and a female fighting with everything she had to survive.