Viscount Valentine
Jill's thoughts ground to a halt. Valentine? Winterfell?
“V-Viscount Valentine...?!”
It was the exact moment Jill shrieked in horror.
Squulch!
“Mmmph?!”
A colossal pillar forced its way into Jill's pussy.
The massive head, which had seemed utterly impossible to fit at first, pried open Jill's elastic vaginal walls, pushing inside slowly but with absolute certainty.
“Nghhh... Mm-mph!”
Jill couldn't even scream, reduced to ragged, desperate gasps.
Her breath caught in her throat. The cock was so monstrously huge she felt as if her internal organs were about to be pushed right out of her mouth.
Sliiiide! Thrust!
Finally, buried all the way to the root, that heinous shaft rammed deep into the recesses of Jill's womb, causing her lower abdomen to bulge as if it were about to burst.
“Ohhh...!”
Viscount Valentine let out a low groan of admiration.
“Incredible...! To think you could accept my size so easily! No, you are actually clamping down on my cock so tightly!”
He looked down at Jill with a deeply moved expression.
“I have bedded countless women in my life, but they all either fainted or fled in terror. But you... you are perfect!”
Tears of genuine emotion even welled up in the Viscount's eyes.
“This is the will of heaven! God has surely bestowed you upon me!”
“Nghhh... Pull... pull it out...!”
Jill's eyes were rolling back into her head, but to the Viscount, her agonized groans seemed to sound like sweet whispers of love.
“Now then, shall we properly confirm our love, my lady!”
Viscount Valentine—no, this other monster of the North—began to grind his hips.
Penis... save me... please...!
“Nghhh... Mmmph!”
Jill barely managed to squeeze out a whimper amidst the blinding, white-hot pain flashing before her eyes.
This isn't... rape... it's murder...
She was seized by absolute terror. The memory of her first time with Penis felt like child's play compared to this.
This man had no concept of holding back. No, he was a monster who saw no need to do so in the first place.
“A match made in heaven! God has granted me the perfect female!”
Valentine paid absolutely no heed to Jill's suffering. He wrapped her legs around his waist and began to slowly pump his hips.
Squish! Slosh!
“Ahhh! Ah! Mmph!”
Every time the massive head ground against her cervix, Jill's hips arched violently off the bed.
“Yes... so good...! This tight, clamping grip! Calling you a masterpiece doesn't even do it justice!”
Delirious with ecstasy, Valentine increased the speed of his thrusts.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Dull, heavy impacts echoed through the room. Instead of screaming, Jill could only gasp, drool spilling from her lips. Suddenly, a deep, aching yearning washed over her.
“Nghhh!”
Penis... to think I'd actually miss... his cock...!
Valentine's lovemaking was so brutally violent that her sworn enemy—the one who had corrupted her in the first place—now felt like a savior.
“Now, since you possess such a magnificent body, surely I can treat you a bit more roughly?”
Valentine chuckled in satisfaction and shifted positions. Keeping himself buried inside her, he flipped Jill's body onto her side.
“Ngh?!”
Jill's limp body was easily tossed over. Valentine hoisted one of her legs high over his shoulder while pinning her other leg flat against the mattress.
Her pelvis was twisted at an awkward, extreme angle, leaving her pussy completely exposed and pried wide open.
“I call this position the Hunter's Lash. It's about pinning the prey so they can't escape, then whipping them with relentless thrusts!”
Valentine locked Jill's waist in a bone-crushing embrace with one arm. Then, pulling his hips back like a spear preparing to strike, he began to drive upward with terrifying force.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
“Squeak?! Ah! Ahhh!”
With every upward thrust, Jill's entire body shuddered violently.
The shockwaves of him battering her cervix reverberated all the way to the crown of her head.
“It hurts... it hurts...! Please... stop...!”
Jill clawed and beat at Valentine's arm in resistance, but his muscles were as hard as steel, leaving not even a scratch. If anything, her struggles only fueled his sadistic urges.
“Hahaha! Splendid! Keep struggling like that! It feels like taming a wild mare, which only makes me harder!”
Valentine accelerated his pace even further.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Jill felt herself slipping to the brink of consciousness. But the moment the pain crossed her threshold, the bizarre blessing—or rather, curse—etched into her body began to activate.
This was the body God had crafted when turning her into a woman and throwing her into this fantasy world.
An incredibly lewd vessel capable of accommodating any man's cock, transforming even agonizing pain into pure, unadulterated pleasure.
Flesh Light Level 2 — Your body is evolving.
“Haa... Ngh... Ahnn...?”
Jill's screams gradually dissolved into sweet, melting moans.
Her seemingly tearing entrance began to gush with its own slick juices, lubricating and tightly wrapping around Valentine's massive shaft.
The agonizing pressure morphed into a deep sense of fullness, and the bone-crushing impacts against her womb transformed into electric, spine-tingling thrills that shot straight up her back.
“Oh...? My lady's depths... are growing much hotter?”
Valentine sensed the change immediately. The very pussy that had been resisting him was now sucking on his cock like a living creature, coaxing him deeper.
“Hahnn! Ah! No, ahhhnn!”
Jill's eyes began to glaze over. Her body was honestly, shamelessly craving the pleasure.
“Oh! You are enjoying this? I knew it, you are my destiny! To think you'd feel my cock so intensely!”
Thrilled by Jill's reaction, Valentine drove his hips like a runaway freight train.
“I'm cumming! Allow me to gift you my seed, my lady!”
He gripped her hips with bone-crushing force and buried himself to the hilt.
Splurt! Squirrr-t!
“Hiiiiieee!”
A torrent of semen, hot as molten lava, blasted directly into Jill's womb. While the volume might have been slightly less than Penis's, its sheer density and heat were beyond imagination.
“Haa... haa...!”
Valentine let out a heavy breath, panting as he flooded Jill's depths.
Jill trembled violently, tears streaming down her face. Her mind was a chaotic mess of tangled shame and intense pleasure.
“We are far from finished, my lady. That was merely a greeting.”
Valentine gave her no time to rest. Without even pulling out his cock, which remained rock-hard in the afterglow of ejaculation, he flipped Jill's body over once more.
“Ngh... no...”
Without any strength to resist, Jill was forced onto her hands and knees. Her buttocks were thrust high into the air, her face buried in the bedsheets.
“Truly beautiful. What a luscious ass.”
Smack!
Valentine slapped Jill's pale, soft buttocks with his open palm. A vivid red handprint bloomed on her skin.
“Ah-hn!”
“Now, this time, I will reach the very back of your womb. Prepare yourself.”
Grasping Jill's waist with both hands, Valentine threw his entire body weight forward, plunging all the way to the root in a single, devastating thrust.
Squuuelch!
“Kyaaaahhh!”
Jill shrieked, clawing desperately at the bedsheets. This depth was incomparable to before.
Valentine's massive head battered against her cervix as if determined to break right through the uterine gates.
“There... not there...! It's hitting! You're hitting it!”
“That is precisely the point! I must plant my seed in the deepest possible soil!”
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The rear-entry pounding was utterly merciless.
With every thrust, Jill's lower abdomen visibly bulged outward, tracing the shape of his thick shaft.
The pressure felt as if her internal organs were being crushed, yet Jill's body—already awakened to pleasure—welcomed even this pain as a sweet, intoxicating stimulant.
Ah... this is insane... it's too deep... I feel like it's going to reach my stomach...
Jill's sanity shattered into a million pieces.
But... it feels so good... it's so full... I love it...!
“Ahnn! Ah! More! Harder! Ahhhnn!”
Jill was now actively shaking her hips, eagerly welcoming Valentine's cock. Drool pooled from her mouth, soaking the bedsheets.
“Hahaha! Yes! That's it! A proper female should wail just like this!”
Valentine grew even more aroused by Jill's depraved reactions.
Jill's vaginal walls clamped down on his cock as if lined with thousands of tiny, hungry mouths, trapping him in a vice grip.
“Incredible... what a masterpiece of a pussy... the suction is unreal!”
Valentine's breathing turned ragged once more.
“I'm going to blow again! This time, I'll fill your womb to the brim!”
He pressed himself so tightly against her that her butt cheeks flattened under his weight.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
“Ahhh! I'm cumming! I'm cumming too! Ahhhnn!”
Jill spasmed first as she hit her climax, and stimulated by her intense clamping, Valentine roared.
“Nghhh! Take it!”
Splurt! Squirrr-t!
A massive volume of semen blasted like a high-pressure hose directly toward the entrance of Jill's womb, flooding her deepest depths.
“Haa... hah... ahnn...”
Jill rolled her eyes back and shuddered at the sensation of her belly being filled with hot fluid.
Her stomach was already bulging round and tight, looking almost like a pregnant woman's.
“Phew... truly magnificent. Any ordinary woman would have fainted by now.”
Valentine raised his sweat-slicked body. However, he didn't seem fully satisfied just yet.
“Lastly, I must leave an unmistakable imprint on you.”
He scooped up the limp, exhausted Jill from the bed.
“Kyaah?! W-what are you doing...!”
Jill flailed in surprise as she was hoisted into the air, but against Valentine's brute strength, her struggles were nothing more than a child's tantrum.
Standing tall, he held Jill face-to-face, supporting her buttocks to lock her into a delbak lift-and-carry position.
“Firm and unyielding as a great tree of the wilderness, I shall claim you as my woman.”
He strode toward the wall and pinned Jill's back flat against it.
Jill's legs dangled helplessly in the air, her entire weight supported only by Valentine's arms and the thick shaft connecting them.
“Let me go...! Put me down...! My legs have no strength...!”
“There is no need for strength. Just cling to me and take it all.”
Utilizing the force of gravity, Valentine began to drive upward from below, delivering deeper, heavier thrusts.
Slap! Slap! Thud! Thud!
“Ah-hng! Ahnn! Ah! Ah!”
The impact of her back slamming against the wall and the shock of his cock impaling her hit Jill simultaneously.
There was nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. Suspended in midair, she had to endure the pleasure Valentine inflicted with her entire body.
“Look! Your pussy is swallowing my cock and weeping with joy!”
At their junction, a mixture of her juices and his previous semen whipped into a white froth, dripping down in thick dollops.
“Ah... ah... I'm cumming... I'm going to cum!”
Delirious babble spilled from Jill's lips. Under the weight of such overwhelming pleasure and helplessness, her ego was disintegrating. Her identity as a man was completely subjugated before this brutally violent sex.
“Hahaha! Do you love my cock that much?”
Valentine was intoxicated by his triumph, making his final sprint.
“I'm cumming! Eeeyahhh!”
Jill's body arched like a bow. Her vaginal walls contracted violently, spraying a fountain of clear fluid.
Splash!
Jill's eyes rolled back into her head as her entire body convulsed.
“Ohhh! Squirting as well! You truly are the best!”
Beholding the spectacular sight, Valentine also reached his limit.
“I'm cumming too! I love you, my lady!”
He pinned Jill against the wall with crushing force, squeezing out every last drop.
Splurrr-t! Splurt!
“Kyaaaaaahhh!”
Jill's screams and Valentine's roars filled the chamber.
After three consecutive ejaculations, Jill's womb was filled to its absolute limit.
The semen overflowed, spilling out and trickling down her thighs to drip onto the floor.
“Hahaha... See, my lady? We are a match made in heaven. A destiny forged by the gods!”
Valentine laughed heartily, hugging the limp Jill. Jill had no strength left to reply, only sobbing and panting weakly.
Is it... finally over...
Just as Jill was about to close her eyes in resignation—
CRASH!
With a deafening roar, the wall of the Viscount's bedroom tore open like paper. A thick cloud of dust billowed into the room.
“Hmm... Who goes there!”
Startled, Valentine whipped his head around. Beyond the collapsed wall, a man's silhouette emerged from the dust cloud.
A man wearing nothing but a cloak, with a heinously massive member dangling between his legs.
It was Penis.
With eyes as cold as ice, he looked back and forth between Valentine and Jill, who was cradled in the Viscount's arms, drenched in semen.
“Found you.”
Penis's voice weighed heavily on the air in the room.
“Are you the bastard who touched my Flesh Light without my permission?”