Chapter 21
Chapter 21
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 21
Chapter Title: Futility
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I tried twisting my hips to pull out, but Creep's legs were already locked around my waist. There was no escaping her grasp.
She had me trapped like a spider ensnaring its prey. On a spider's web, only the spider that spun it can move freely.
The same held true now. Only Creep could move at will.
I quickly realized that simple resistance wouldn't shake her off. Steadying my breath, I began conserving my strength.
Charging in recklessly from start to finish would only wear me down. I had to play this carefully.
"Come on, baby... Doesn't it feel good? Huh? It's inside my pussy now. You know, even while we were fighting, I got so turned on down there that I was soaking wet... Feels good, right? Huh?"
Just as Creep said, a slick, moist sensation kept building from my cock, where all my nerves were focused.
Her insides were drenched to the point of obscenity. No matter how hard I tried to ignore it, waves of pleasure kept rising up.
"Sh-shut the fu... Nngh... Hnng..."
"Ah, aha! Ahaha... So cute..."
Leaning against the wall, the two of us savored each other's presence. In the cramped confines of this two-person cell, there was only us.
Nothing else registered. Our world was filled with the feel of each other's skin, softness, the scent of flesh, sweat, and saliva.
"You think this changes anything? Fine, do whatever you want...!"
Even as I spat the words defiantly,
my lower half betrayed me, swelling hard and honest.
Buried in a woman's most intimate depths, it followed its primal pull, fully primed and ready.
"It's getting bigger... Bigger... So big now..."
We both noticed the change. Creep's pussy clenched tight around me before molding perfectly to my shape.
The pressure was intense. Even coated in her slick fluids, our bodies trembled with swollen anticipation—or dread.
"We keep fighting like this, but honestly, your cock and my pussy are brutally honest with each other. Right? How's it feel...?"
"Shut your bullshit mouth..."
I wanted to deny it, but I couldn't.
My cock—my dick—filling Creep's insides,
no, my sex—
twitched on its own, greedily chasing greater pleasure without my say-so.
Louder than our gasping breaths from above,
our genitals below quivered,
shuddering,
brimming with expectation for the mating to come.
"F-fuuck...! Cut it out! You think I'm gonna start liking you or some shit just because of this...?!"
"Mmm, I don't care. So what? I'm just gonna do it anyway."
Was this woman even the same species as me?
Leaking obscene, melting moans, Creep slowly lifted her hips before lowering them.
My cock slid along her inner walls in response.
Both of us bit down hard on our lips at once.
More stimulating, revolting, filthy than when she'd forcibly choked me before...
...and better.
I wasn't sure if you could call this rape. Either way, I was the one being forced, so calling it sex felt wrong.
But our bodies pressed together, heaving all the same.
Sitting on the bed,
I leaned against the wall,
Creep clung to me,
slowly amplifying the wet squelches from our joined lower halves.
Her body rose and fell in agonizing slowness.
She was watching my reactions, so she couldn't piston her hips wildly like she wanted.
But that restraint only made it lewder, more infuriating.
We poured all our focus into our grinding groins, our minds consumed by thoughts of each other.
Me, waiting for even a momentary opening to break free,
her, determined to see this through to the end.
"Nngh...!"
"Nooo...!"
I shoved at her ribs with all my might again, but
she didn't budge an inch.
"Get off! Ge... t off!"
My position made it awkward to swing a proper punch. My arm wouldn't raise fully behind me, so I couldn't smash her ribs hard enough.
Resigned, I resorted to childish, inefficient rebellion—pinching and clawing at any exposed skin, trying to make her twist away and give me space.
"Haah! Hah...! Hnngk...!"
But Creep just moaned in ecstasy, tears streaming down her face. It had to hurt, yet she refused to let go.
"Y-you're so mean... Mmm..."
It crushed my spirit. When she'd pinned me with raw strength before, hatred and vengeful fire had surged through me.
But now? I felt utterly dominated.
Mentally overwhelmed.
*Slurp—*
"Agh!"
She marked me too. Sucking hard at the nape of my neck, biting down, leaving proof that I was hers.
Pain tensed my upper body. Instinct screamed to shove Creep away.
But she crushed me to her again, vise-tight.
She wouldn't let go.
No matter how much it hurt,
no matter the agony,
she clung like she'd die before granting me freedom.
"M-my pussy's twitching so much... Haaah... From now on, we gotta do it like this every day. Right...?"
And likewise, inside her pussy...
no, her cunt,
the events unfolding deep within followed the same script.
The female organ's instinct clenched flawlessly, hungry for male seed.
Trapped in those vise-like walls, I was a captive slave, squeezed relentlessly for precum.
"Today, I really feel like I'm gonna get pregnant. I love it. Baby... Today's the best. The absolute best. Mmm. For real..."
"Please... Shut your damn mouth...!"
Another mention of pregnancy slipped from Creep's lips.
Each time, my head spun in vertigo.
Yet she infused every syllable with utter sincerity.
"I'm telling you, we're making a baby today. I have killer intuition for this stuff. Today's the day..."
Terror gripped me. Fear flooded in.
Not of anything else—just those words made me tremble.
"Please...! Please! Get off! Please...!"
I flailed desperately, striking and shoving,
barely lifting our combined weight,
but our fused junction stayed sealed. They just squelched as one.
"Hngh...!"
The stimulation nearly triggered my release right then.
Finally, I slumped still, sinking back down.
"Baby, I like it when you move too? Why sit?"
Playfulness laced Creep's voice. Body to body, she seemed to read my mind.
"Fine, then I'll just... Mmm..."
Words failed to describe the motion. She gently lifted her hips and ass, pulling back, then slammed forward...
Each time, I twitched helplessly, leaking something. I knew exactly what. At this rate, I'd cum without proper resistance.
"Shoot it deep inside. I'll do my part too. Gonna sleep upside down tonight. Raises the chances of making a baby even a little."
Crazy talk.
Deranged bullshit.
No. Absolutely not.
I had to hold out.
Can't cum.
I can endure. Must endure. Ignore the stimulation below. Can't let mere lust sway me. Overcome this pleasure. It's a trial. I won't break here. If I can't hold out, it'll be irreversible...
"Hnn, hnngh..."
Irreversible,
as Creep's rhythm quickened bit by bit.
Her once-sluggish, sticky writhing became caressing strokes, pleasuring my whole body.
A lewd scent rose. The thick, musky aroma wafting from her female form.
Even that felt too good. My male instincts reared up unbidden. Tension flooded my body without thought.
"Your cock's twitching, mmm. Baby... Feels good, huh? Yeah. Like this, like this..."
"Stop! Stop it! Please!"
Not just simple back-and-forth—Creep twisted her body at wicked angles.
The electric pleasure tore a scream from me.
I couldn't hold back anymore. After dozens of minutes of clenching friction, climax surged closer.
"I love you..."
"No...!"
And then,
finally,
Creep hugged me tighter.
I clutched the bedsheets, body convulsing.
My reason and restraint shattered under the brief ecstasy. Like a swift, brutal tsunami, pleasure crashed through, blanking my mind.
Twitch,
no, three times.
Erupting sensation.
Synchronized bliss.
Identical spasms.
Emptiness, futility, rage—at myself,
helplessness, defeat.
Deep inside Creep, unblocked, I spasmed, spewing semen, body and mind melting into exhaustion.
"Haaaaah..."
Her depths, pressed flush, filled with thick white cream.
[Creature's Instinct], goal achieved, receded. Mental anguish softened my erection.
But Creep wouldn't release me.
As if afraid even a drop might escape,
she kept my cock trapped for ages...
"That's once now. How many more rounds, us?"
And,
she spouted more insanity.