006 - The Hospital Room Floor Stained with Blood and Filth
Eunha's world lay flattened against the floor, utterly ravaged.
In the pitch-black universe of a blind woman, where sight did not exist, the only reality she could perceive was the overwhelming mass mercilessly impaling her lower body and the searing agony that came with it.
The weight of a beast close to ninety kilograms bore down without a shred of mercy onto her delicate back, which had been hurled onto the cold marble floor.
"Hk... haahk. Aaaaagh!"
Her slender ribcage was crushed at an unnatural angle, the bones screaming as if they were being wrenched apart.
Yet even that suffocating pain was nothing compared to the biological catastrophe unfolding in her most secret depths.
The enormous bulb filling Eunha's narrow passage—the bulbus glandis. Stimulated by her fragile body heat and the tight resistance inside her, the beast's lower body drank in blood at a horrifying speed, swelling to grotesque proportions.
The knot had already torn the muscles at her entrance to their absolute limit with its shocking girth. But the predator's body, now at the peak of its rut, was not satisfied.
Scrape. Squish.
The sickening sound of living flesh twisting and stretching.
The base of the beast twitched violently once more, swelling to a terrifying new size.
"Aaaaagh! Hk, ugh...!"
A scream that threatened to rip her vocal cords apart burst from Eunha's throat. It was not a simple plea of pain. It was a primal shriek at the sensation of a colossal mass of meat—far beyond human scale—settling perfectly inside her narrow channel and destroying her organs.
The enlarged knot shoved the vestibule of her vagina mercilessly from side to side.
Faced with such overwhelming violence, Eunha's body made the worst possible choice as a defense mechanism. The muscles at her entrance, sensing extreme pain, contracted reflexively and clamped down like iron shackles around the back of the swollen bulb.
The permanent binding that occurs in canine mating. A perfect tie had been established.
Ghrk. Crunch.
"Huek! Kk, ughp...!"
Eunha's whole body flopped on the floor like a fish being electrocuted. The beast and the female were now locked together by a biological deadbolt, a horrific restraint that allowed not even a millimeter of space.
Unless the beast itself drained the blood from its knot to shrink, no physical force could free Eunha from this massive male's embrace. It was a hellish door her own body had locked from the inside.
In that state of perfect fixation, the beast tightened its teeth on her nape and pressed its enormous hips flush against the floor with no gap whatsoever.
There was simply no physical space. Eunha's vaginal depth was barely fifteen centimeters at most, yet the length of the beast's penile bone—the os penis—thrusting ruthlessly against her cervix was far too great.
That hard, sharp, steel-like structure hammered her cervix without mercy, twisting her internal organs out of place. Unable to withstand the mass of the giant organ, her uterus displaced from its original position and surged violently upward.
The displaced womb crushed her small and large intestines mercilessly. The organs were driven upward in a chain reaction, forcing her diaphragm to rise.
"Puh... heuk, huk..."
The space available for her lungs had been cut in half. Eunha's lips turned blue from lack of oxygen, and the tips of her slender fingers, raised toward empty air, trembled violently.
Her insides tangled and shoved upward in an overwhelming violation of her organs. The situation in her lower pelvis, where the enlarged knot was lodged, was nothing short of gruesome.
The pelvic floor muscles—the critical foundation supporting her vaginal walls—had been stretched so tightly that they snapped with audible pops, causing third-degree tears.
The horrific pain of muscle fibers ripping raced up her spine and straight into her brain. Any more force and the tear would become a fourth-degree rupture, destroying her anal sphincter and rectal wall completely.
Regardless of her will, hot urine trickled from her crushed urethra, mixing with the pool of blood on the floor. It was the miserable result of total paralysis of survival functions, where shame could no longer reach her.
Yet the aberrant predator that had dragged her to the bottom of hell had not even unleashed half of its true instincts.
Grrrrrrrrr.
From deep in the beast's thick throat came a low vibration filled with the ecstasy of having completely subdued and claimed its prey.
Hot saliva dripped from between the teeth gripping her nape, soaking her pale neck. Deep inside her belly, right before the cervix where the tip of that pillar reached, the beast's massive prostate began to convulse violently once again.
The mating of a wild wolf does not end with a single ejaculation. For the long ten or twenty minutes the tie is maintained, the male endlessly contracts his prostate at regular intervals, flooding the female's belly with his seed.
And now, that cycle of horrific multiple ejaculations had begun in earnest.
Splurt. Gush.
"Aaah! Huek... kk!"
Eunha's back arched like a bow about to snap. At regular intervals of five or ten seconds, cannonball-like pulses of mucus hammered her narrow inner walls with savage force.
The volume was overwhelming, incomparable to the meager fluids of a human male. With every contraction of the prostate, nearly fifty to a hundred milliliters of thick, boiling beast semen poured into her like a waterfall, flooding the space between her torn cervix and vaginal walls.
Splsh! Spluuuurt! Squish.
Hundreds of milliliters of scalding fluid surged in without end. Under normal circumstances, such a massive volume would have overflowed and spilled onto the floor.
But Eunha's entrance was sealed tight as a cork by the enlarged knot.
Not a single drop could escape. Every ounce of that mass remained trapped inside her body.
"Ghrk... ugh... my belly... my belly is going to burst... aaaaagh!"
Eunha's lower abdomen—on a body that stood only 162 centimeters and weighed a mere 50 kilograms—began to swell grotesquely like a pregnant woman's as it took in the beast's massive organ and the dozens upon dozens of milliliters of semen gushing from its tip.
Her thin abdominal skin stretched to its limit, blue veins standing out starkly. The horrific sensation of being stuffed full, as if dozens of boiling water balloons were being forced inside her and inflated, consumed her.
In the burning pain that felt as if her organs were melting, her brain desperately tried to blow its own fuse and faint. The bleeding continued. Her pelvic floor muscles were shredded. Her anal sphincter teetered on the edge of a fourth-degree tear.
Hemorrhagic shock loomed. Clear biological despair.
Yet Eunha's heart did not stop. No—the beast's fluids were forcibly preventing it from stopping.
Gush. Squish.
Within the sea of hot, thick semen filling her belly, a bizarre and supernatural chemical reaction of healing began. The bodily fluids of a beast evolved into a massive aberrant mutant contained overwhelming concentrations of regenerative agents that miraculously repaired destroyed tissue, along with powerful analgesics that paralyzed the nervous system.
The mucus seeped thickly into the torn vaginal mucosa and the severed ends of her pelvic floor muscles. In the horrific puddle of blood, filth, and beast seed, her damaged cells greedily drank in the components and began clotting at terrifying speed.
"Haa... ah, ugh..."
The beast-like screams pouring from Eunha's mouth had somehow transformed into thin, ragged panting. The level-ten burning pain that felt like red-hot iron stirring her guts gradually dulled to a heavy, throbbing seven around the areas where the semen had soaked in.
Endorphin-like substances secreted explosively by the fluid in direct contact with her mucosa forcibly calmed her shredded nerves, erasing her sanity like a drug. The arterial bleeding that had been gushing out stopped as if by miracle. Torn muscle fibers tangled together like spider silk, using the semen as a medium to stitch the flesh back together by force.
The bizarre itching and feverish heat of healing mixed with the violent friction of the beast's member, burning her senses white.
"Puh... huu..."
Clear tears slid from Eunha's unfocused silver-white eyes, wetting her earlobes. The heightened senses of a blind woman perceived every detail of the perverse, grotesque survival mechanism taking place inside her.
That massive weapon that breaks me, that crushes my pelvis as if to shatter it, that shoves my organs upward to cut off my breath. Yet at the same time, the hot fluids endlessly pouring from its tip, swelling my belly like a pregnant woman's, are patching my torn flesh, erasing the pain, and forcibly keeping me alive.
If not for this monster's mucus, I would have died instantly from the shock and hemorrhage of the first penetration. These horrific liquids entering me are destroying me completely while filling me, healing me, and forcing me to breathe.
It was the most repulsive yet perfect law of survival that a frail human female had to accept in this terrible apocalypse where civilized society had collapsed and only beasts and giant insects remained.
Eunha's fragile reason shattered into pieces and melted completely into the beast's thick pheromones. With even the will to resist gone, her slender arms unconsciously wrapped around the stiff, thick fur of the beast's nape that pinned her down.
To survive. Even amid the terror of her flesh tearing, to take in even one more drop of the hot, viscous fluid that healed her.
Spluuuurt. Glurk.
Another massive pulse of ejaculation erupted. The fresh mucus from the beast's convulsing prostate pressed even heavier on her belly, now swollen to the point of bursting.
Eunha no longer screamed. She only parted her lips in shallow gasps, utterly dependent on the bizarre numbness and fullness the beast's fluids delivered through her bloodstream.
The beast's rough breath licked hotly across her pale cheek. The tie showed no sign of ending, and Eunha's body was slowly, perfectly being remade into the most comfortable and resilient biological cradle to contain and preserve the giant wolf's ferocious seed.
On the hospital room floor, where blood and filth, the beast's pre-cum and semen mixed and stank.
The contradictory yoke of inescapable physical violence and the monstrous healing that followed was carving an indelible, terrible brand deep into Eunha's soul and flesh.
Tears mixed with despair and acceptance fell silently onto the beast's black fur, shattering without a sound.