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Breathing exercises, Yixuan told herself.

Just keep breathing, she told herself.

In through the nose, and out through the mouth…

It used to work wonders for Yixuan—a tried-and-true cultivator’s technique for clearing the mind, steadying the heart, and banishing any wayward thoughts.

Not today.

Because every breath made her pulse jump, and every exhale just brought her mouth closer to the source of her torment.

Ye Shunguang’s cock.

Twitch… twitch… twitch…

It loomed in her field of vision, thick and veiny and proud, the tip flaring with every needy tremor. Calling it “obscene” felt like an understatement—a word too small, too polite, for the size of the problem in front of her. Even with all her years of experience, Yixuan had never seen something quite this… impressive. Or, frankly, intimidating.

And her breathing? Instead of “settling her qi,” it just made her huff and inhale the hot, intoxicating musk pouring off Ye Shunguang’s monstrous shaft. Every inhale was thick with it, a heady mixture of sweat, arousal, and something uniquely equine and farm-like; every exhale fogged the air and made her taste it all over again on the roof of her mouth. Her tongue tingled. Her lips prickled.

Her thighs pressed together under her robe, shifting restlessly.

No. Focus!

She had a disciple in need. She had a responsibility as a master. She had…

…a cock in her face. A cock that looked like it was seconds away from smashing through stone if denied for even a moment longer.

Shunguang herself wasn’t faring much better.

She stood there, legs tense, every muscle trembling in her luscious thighs. Her Thiren ears were standing straight up, quivering with anticipation, and her tail… oh, her tail was fluffed out almost comically, shuddering as if she could barely contain this appendage, let alone the other, more pressing one. Her gorgeous red eyes darted between Yixuan’s face and her own thick dick, as if she couldn’t help but gauge the effect she was having on her master. Her cheeks, normally so pale and composed, blazed with color.

But her voice… even now, her voice trembled with that gentle, supportive warmth.

“Sh-Shifu… I-I’m sorry to trouble you with something so, haha… nngh, so ridiculous,” Ye Shunguang managed. She tried to bow her head, but her cock just bobbed in front of her, heavy and swollen, dribbling a fresh bead of slick precum right onto the floor. “I-I promise, I’ve been trying to meditate for three days—but it just keeps getting worse and worse…! I’ve had to lock myself in my room, nngh, for soooo long…”

Yixuan swallowed. Meditate? She’d be lucky if she could even string five words together with that thing throbbing between her own legs.

But she had to try.

She reached out, fingers trembling, and let her hand land softly on Ye Shunguang’s shaft. It was hot. So hot it almost startled her, the heat radiating through her palm and straight up her arm like a living thing. She could feel the blood surging through every thick vein, the wild strength coiled just beneath the skin.

Ye Shunguang shuddered. Her hips gave a helpless little jolt, and another splatter of precum oozed out, painting the tip with a glossy, sticky sheen.

“Ah…!” Shunguang’s voice cracked. She squeezed her eyes closed, fox ears pinning flat. “Sh-Shifu, are you… are you sure you want to touch it? It’s… not very elegant, right…? Haha, maybe I should go meditate again…”

Yixuan smiled, despite herself. “It’s not about elegance. It’s about helping my disciple… and that’s what matters.” She squeezed, just a bit, and was rewarded with another shudder and a hot, throbbing pulse. “Besides… this isn’t so scary. I’ve handled bigger problems than this…”

That was a lie, and they both knew it.

Ye Shunguang’s cock was so enormous, Yixuan could barely wrap her fingers around it. It dwarfed her dainty hands, the thick dark shaft easily as wide as her wrist at its base. The medial ring was prominent, almost daring her to squeeze it, and the flared crown at the end looked intimidatingly potent. Even the scent of it was overpowering, pumping more and more heat into Yixuan’s core with every passing moment.

And to think, all of this was because Ye Shunguang gained better control over the Qingming blade. The subsequent “merging” of her forms had brought forth an enhanced libido, a horniness the likes of which no one had ever borne witness to at Suibian Temple. Now the poor disciple had a hard time controlling her own urges.

Emphasis on hard.

Yixuan furrowed her brow in apparent concentration, and she pumped her hand once, then again, feeling the ridges and texture beneath her skin. Every motion made Ye Shunguang’s tail lash harder, her voice hitching in her throat.

“Mmmnh, Shifu…!” The discipline that made Ye Shunguang famous as a role model was rapidly eroding, melting away under the onslaught of sensation. “I—I don’t want to make a mess, I… ohhh… it’s so sensitive right now…!”

Yixuan’s mouth watered. The sheer stench of this thing was driving her crazier than she’d ever admit. The farm-like reek made her twitch, her thighs pressing together as she remained kneeling dutifully before the prowess on display here.

She inhaled, hot and shaky, and felt her resolve start to buckle. The scent was everywhere now, thick and musky and irresistible. A fresh bead of clear fluid welled up at the very tip, drooling downward, glistening like nectar.

“Goodness me,” Yixuan said. “The smell… hah… when was the last time you washed this thing, disciple of mine? Even Ju Fufu takes care to clean her own shaft every now and then… what do you have to say for yourself?” she chastised gently.

Ye Shunguang covered her blushing red face with both hands. She felt too ashamed to say that she was masturbating and meditating in her room for the past forty-eight hours, and thus, she said nothing at all. But the signs were there; the stench was overwhelming!

Without thinking, Yixuan leaned closer.

The heat coming off Shunguang’s cock was even more intense here, prickling against her lips, promising a wild, untamed release. She let her tongue flick out, just enough to catch the first drop, and almost moaned at the salty-sweet taste.

Ahh… this smell… this taste… my mind is getting all fuzzy, all because of my disciple’s horse-like shaft… how wrong, she thought. How obscene…!

Ye Shunguang squeaked, hands flying to her mouth to stifle a gasp. “Y-Yixuan! That’s… a-ahh, that’s very improper…”

Yixuan licked her lips, savoring the aftertaste. “You asked for help, didn’t you?” She smiled nervously, pumping her hand up and down the thick shaft with growing confidence. “Let your Senior take care of everything…”

She wrapped her lips around the tip, feeling the flare spread her mouth open wider than she’d expected. Her jaw ached immediately, but the sensation was oddly delicious. Yixuan let her tongue swirl around the blunt crown, lapping up every trace of precum. The taste was dizzying. She loved it.

The sheer girth of Ye Shunguang’s cock forced her to open wider, until her cheeks bulged and her lips stretched around the broad head. Even then, she couldn’t get more than just the tip in her mouth. Maybe not even all the tip, if she was honest with herself.

Yixuan groaned around that fat flare, cheeks bulging, trying to force herself to take more and more in. But it was hopeless. Ye Shunguang’s cock was just too big. The thick, musky shaft throbbed in her grasp, hot and heavy and utterly unmanageable, her hands pumping desperately along the length as she suckled and licked at whatever she could fit in her mouth.

So thick… so salty… so much…

How is this even possible?! This is a cock designed to ruin a cultivator’s dignity, she thought, as her tongue tried in vain to swirl around the swollen, leaking crown. Her jaw ached immediately, almost cramping from how wide she had to stretch just to engulf the very tip. It was barely any use. With every flick of her tongue, more precum dribbled out, coating her lips and chin with a gooey, heady glaze.

“Mmmf! Mmm… mmm!” The sounds that escaped her were needy, desperate, bordering on obscene. And the more she bobbed her head along the engorged flare, the more impossible the task seemed.

Ye Shunguang whimpered above her, rocking her hips helplessly with each stroke. “S-Shifu…! Please… it’s s-so sensitive… I can’t… I-I’m so close, please, please keep going…!”

Yixuan redoubled her efforts, ignoring her own embarrassment and the throb in her jaw. Her hands slid up and down the shaft in a steady rhythm, feeling the veins pulse beneath her fingers. Still, it was just too much cock for one woman. The medial ring alone nearly overwhelmed her fist; every time she hit it, the whole shaft jerked and twitched, painting her hands with even more sticky fluid.

Her mouth filled with the taste of it, thick and potent, like she was drinking straight from the source. She tried to swallow, but the next bead drooled right onto her tongue with a salty, heady flood.

Every inhale just made her hungrier for more. Every exhale just reminded her how impossible this was.

She squeezed harder, stroked faster, pumped her hands and bobbed her head, licking and slurping and doing everything she could think of to please her disciple’s enormous, beastly cock.

But Ye Shunguang just got needier.

Her fox ears twitched and pinned back, tail thrashing like she was about to pounce. Her thighs trembled and locked, and both hands gripped the edge of the low table so hard her knuckles went white.

“Shifu, it’s not enough! I… I-I’m going to go crazy, please, more! Please, don’t stop, just a little more…!”

Yixuan’s arms trembled from exertion. She was already sweating, her ashen hair sticking to her cheeks, her lips burning with the salt of relentless precum. Her jaw was on fire, and her tongue was starting to go numb from the constant swirling and lapping.

She couldn’t take it. She had to breathe.

With a sudden gasp, she pulled off of Ye Shunguang’s tip, panting for breath, a slick mix of drool and precum stringing from her lips to the turgid head.

“Hah… ngh… ahh… s-sorry, Shunguang… I need a moment…”

Ye Shunguang looked down, wide-eyed and desperate. Her shaft throbbed in her hands, twitching and spraying another bead of precum straight onto Yixuan’s cheek. “D-Don’t stop, please! I—I’m sorry, I’m sorry, just… just do whatever you want, I’ll do anything, just don’t leave me like this… it hurts, it really hurts!”

For a brief and amusing second, Yixuan wondered if this was what it was like to be a spiritual farmer, milking a beast in rut every morning. The raw stench, the constant leaking, the helpless bucking of needy hips. She wiped her mouth and chin with the back of her hand, catching her breath.

The shaft in front of her bobbed helplessly, red and angry-looking, even more swollen than before.

“I… can’t do this alone,” Yixuan admitted, face red but voice firm. “Your shaft is… well, honestly, it’s ridiculous. I’ve never seen anything like it, not even on an animal. If I keep going, I’ll break my jaw before you finish even once…!”

Ye Shunguang whimpered, ears flat against her head. She grabbed her own shaft with both hands, squeezing to alleviate the ache, but the touch just made her hips jerk again.

“Shifu, please…! Anything! J-Just hurry… I can’t think straight… you could even use your feet if you wanted, I don’t care, I just… I need relief so bad…!”

Yixuan steadied herself, licking the stray precum from her lips. She straightened her back, frowning as her mind raced for a solution.

There was really only one answer here.

“If we’re going to crack this nut, we need reinforcements,” she declared, voice dry as ever despite her lips still glistening with drool. “And I know just the person for the job.”

Ye Shunguang’s eyes went wide, and her tail bristled so hard it practically shot straight up. “W-We’re… getting someone else? Right now…?”

Yixuan nodded, already rifling through a pocket for the little lacquered calling card she kept for emergencies. “Don’t worry. This is a… professional. She’s seen everything there is to see. If anyone can help, it’s her.”

Ye Shunguang was so desperate, she couldn’t even muster proper embarrassment. She just clung to her own cock, shuddering and biting her lip, trying not to explode then and there.

“A friend of yours? Oh, Shifu… please, hurry… please… I-I’ll do anything you say, just make it stop throbbing…!”

Yixuan patted her on the thigh, watching the way the massive shaft twitched with every touch. “Just hold out for a few more hours, my dear disciple. I’ll send the request now. She’s prompt, I promise!”

Sometime later…

…Yixuan waited in the quiet, dim corridor, time stretching on in an agony of anticipation. The air was thick with incense and the faint, lingering scent of arousal that clung to her lips and hands, no matter how often she wiped them clean. Every so often, a low, muffled moan echoed through the paper-thin walls—the sound unmistakably Ye Shunguang, valiantly fighting a losing battle with her own lust.

Yixuan couldn’t help but squeeze her thighs together, heart pounding as she rehearsed the words she needed to say. She was a cultivator, a master, a woman of principle. And yet… every memory of that monstrous shaft, every taste and whiff, sent heat coiling through her core. She could hardly believe she’d need backup just to give her own disciple relief, but here she was. And, honestly? She didn’t mind at all.

When the door finally slid open and Rina arrived, she did so without a sound. The tall, elegantly eerie maid glided into view, her crimson gaze cool and unreadable, her custom-tailored uniform pressed to perfection. She held a discreet lacquered kit in her hands, looking every inch the professional, even as one brow quirked up in sly amusement.

“Yixuan,” Rina greeted her, voice soft and smooth. “You said this was urgent. Is it really so dire?”

Yixuan nodded, cheeks flushed as she tried to maintain composure. “I… I wouldn’t have called if it wasn’t a true emergency. My disciple, Ye Shunguang… her condition has become quite severe. I did my best, but…” She trailed off, lips twitching awkwardly. “I think you’ll understand once you see for yourself.”

Rina’s smile grew. She set the kit down and adjusted her gloves, calm as ever. “You know I don’t judge, Yixuan. Whatever the challenge, Victoria Housekeeping Company can handle it. Besides, we owe you for last time.” She tilted her head, red eyes gleaming with mischievous promise. “Is it really that impressive? As you are no doubt aware, we have a beastly wolf of a man in our corner back at Victoria Housekeeping. I tend to his needs every so often. You wouldn’t think it to look at him,” she added, “but he goes from a distinguished gentleman to a soft and pliable puppy by the time I’m finished with him… that being said, I’m sure with our forces combined, we can tend to your disciple and her needs.”

Yixuan sucked in a shaky breath, struggling not to squirm at the memory. “It’s… well, you’ll see.”

As they padded quietly down the hall, the sounds from Ye Shunguang’s room grew louder. Slaps, wet squelches, desperate little whimpers muffled behind trembling discipline—the noise painted a vivid picture all by itself. Rina’s ears twitched; she paused, pressing her palm lightly against the door.

“…Is she always this vocal?” Rina murmured, grinning.

Yixuan’s face went scarlet. “Only when she’s truly overwhelmed. It’s… the blade’s fault, I think. She hasn’t had relief in three days. Maybe even longer…”

Inside, Ye Shunguang’s moans reached a feverish pitch, each choked cry punctuated by the heavy, rhythmic SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! of flesh against a sex toy, or perhaps even a breeding mount. The stench had permeated the woodwork; even Rina’s composure wavered for a moment.

“Ah, yes,” the maid said, voice fluttering. “A particularly… robust aroma. Hmhm~ I think I’m going to like this girl.”

Yixuan’s knees nearly buckled. “Please, Rina. We need to help her before she does permanent damage to the wood paneling, or herself…!”

They slid the door open and slipped inside, taking care not to startle the tormented disciple. The room was thick with haze, every surface tinged with musk and sweat and something wild, almost bestial. Ye Shunguang knelt on her bed, thighs spread, one hand crammed ruthlessly around the base of her shaft, pumping for dear life. Her other hand clutched a large onahole that was already cracked and leaking, clearly not enough for the level of girth on display here.

Her cock… even in the dim light, it was unmissable. A tower of raw, veiny horsepower, drooling with need, slap-slap-slapping against her sculpted abs with every frantic jerk of her wrist. The balls beneath it were swollen and tight, the size of ripe melons, clinging heavily between her thighs as if desperate for release.

Ye Shunguang’s Thiren ears and tail were bristled to the point of absurdity, fur fluffed and quivering with every pulse. Her eyes flew open as she sensed their arrival, pupils blown wide, face a mask of glazed-over desperation.

“S-Shifu…!” she yelped, utterly humiliated but unable to stop stroking herself. “I—I’m sorry, I couldn’t wait, I tried to meditate, but it just kept getting worse and worse, and now I can’t even stop, it hurts so much, please, please help me…!”

Yixuan’s heart nearly broke at her disciple’s raw, honest plea. She knelt beside the bed, hands trembling as she reached for Ye Shunguang’s bristling thigh.

“Don’t apologize, my dear disciple,” she murmured, voice gentle. “You’ve done your best. We’re here to help, just as promised.”

Rina stepped forward with a soft, predatory smile, already unbuttoning the high collar of her uniform. “You must be Ye Shunguang. I’m Rina, Yixuan’s friend—and tonight, your professional relief team.”

Ye Shunguang blinked, jaw slack, hand frozen mid-stroke. “Y-Yixuan’s… friend…?”

Yixuan nodded, cheeks burning but gaze unwavering. “Rina is very experienced. She’s helped countless clients with… ‘difficulties’ just like yours.”

Rina shrugged off her coat, allowing it to drift gracefully to the floor. Her lithe yet curvaceous body gleamed with a porcelain-like smoothness, each movement imbued with an effortless elegance. With a fluid motion, she kicked her shoes aside, unfastened the straps of her armored skirt, and let the entire maid ensemble cascade around her ankles. She stood there, gloriously naked except for her gloves, revealing a soft, pudgy tummy that hinted at warmth and comfort, while her ample breasts swelled invitingly, ripe for the touch.

Yixuan followed suit, shedding her modest robes in a flurry of nervous energy. Her well-rounded frame shook with anticipation, ashen hair tumbling wild around her flushed face. Even in the heat of the moment, her composure lingered; she stood tall and met Ye Shunguang’s gaze with warm confidence.

Yixuan stepped closer to Ye Shunguang, her heart racing at the sight before her. The warmth of her body radiated like an inviting hearth, each curve a testament to her voluptuousness. Her ample breasts, heavy and lush, swayed gently with every breath, begging for the caress of eager hands. The soft, pudgy tummy that spilled over was a tantalizing promise of comfort, a stark contrast to the urgent need thrumming in the air. Ye Shunguang was suddenly keenly, deeply aware of just how sexy her Shifu was without any clothing to preserve her modesty.

“Here,” Yixuan said softly, her voice low and sultry, as she reached out to cup one of Ye Shunguang’s thighs. The flesh was warm and inviting, thick and soft beneath her fingers. “Let us help you find relief, my dear disciple…”

Rina sidled up beside Yixuan, her own body a vision of sumptuous curves. She leaned in, her breath warm against Ye Shunguang’s ear. “You’re not alone anymore, darling. Let us take care of everything.” With a gentle flick of her wrist, she brushed back the wild strands of hair from Ye Shunguang’s face, revealing the desperate desire etched across her features.

Ye Shunguang’s breath hitched, eyes darting between the two women, pupils dilated with a mix of lust and disbelief. “I-I can’t believe this is happening…” she murmured, her hand still gripping her cock, slick and throbbing with need.

Yixuan leaned in closer, the heat of her body melding with Ye Shunguang’s as she whispered, “Believe it. You deserve this pleasure, and we’re here to give it to you. Just let go.”

Rina’s fingers trailed down Ye Shunguang’s side, tracing the curve of her hip before boldly squeezing her plush thigh. “Such a beautiful creature,” she purred, her voice dripping with honeyed seduction. “I can’t wait to see how much you can take… mm-hmm…”

With a shared glance, Yixuan and Rina exchanged a silent agreement, their intentions clear. They were here to indulge, to explore every inch of Ye Shunguang’s thick, luscious form, and they wouldn’t hold back. The air crackled with anticipation, the weight of their desires hanging thick as they prepared to unleash a wave of ecstasy upon the overwhelmed disciple.

Yixuan wasted no time.

The very next moment, she was on her knees at the edge of the bed, her soft hands sliding up Ye Shunguang’s trembling thighs and cupping the base of that monster cock like it was a sacred treasure. Rina joined her, kneeling at the opposite side, their bare shoulders brushing with every motion. There was no hint of hesitation; not when Shunguang was shaking and leaking and panting for help, her cock so huge it put stallions to shame.

“Let’s get a better look at you… mm, so thick and veiny already…,” Rina purred, her gloved fingers wrapping confidently around the top third of Shunguang’s shaft and giving it a firm, slow pump.

That alone made Shunguang’s hips buck, a fat bead of pre spurting from the tip to splatter on her greedy abs.

“Ahhn…! S-So sensitive…!” She could barely even breathe, her foxy ears plastered to her head, tail thrashing behind her as the stimulation doubled and tripled all at once. Every touch sent lightning through her nerves.

Yixuan glanced at Rina and grinned bashfully, her hands tightening around the base. “She’s even bigger than before… did it… actually grow from last time?” Her words were soft, almost reverent. “It’s like there’s no limit…”

“Some girls are just born with a talent,” Rina teased, giving the medial ring a slow, twisting squeeze. “You poor thing… it’s just bursting at the seams.”

The two of them worked in perfect tandem, stroking up and down the monster shaft at different speeds, matching each other’s rhythm. Yixuan’s touch was warm and nurturing, her palms gliding up the length, occasionally pausing to thumb and rub the prominent veins. Rina, by contrast, was a temptress—a technician, even. Her grip was firm and dexterous, her gloved fingers stroking and twisting in all the right ways to make Ye Shunguang moan like she was about to lose every last drop of her self-control.

Every time they squeezed the shaft together, it bucked and swelled, the skin stretched impossibly taut, the cockhead flaring wider and wider. Each pulse made it throb bigger. Thicker. Bolder.

Within minutes, it had doubled in size, a true thirty-two inch monster, the head swollen and angry-red, oozing so much precum it was literally pooling on Shunguang’s abs and spilling down onto the bedding below.

Rina whistled, delighted. “My, my. What a sight… It’s leaking so much, it’s almost criminal.”

Yixuan’s eyes widened, her own face flushed with need. “It’s… enormous… even compared to earlier… how do you keep from fainting, carrying this around, Shunguang?”

Ye Shunguang was absolutely lost. She tried to answer, but all that came out was a helpless, wordless yelp. “Nnngh! I-I’m… I’m about to lose my mind…! Please, please don’t stop… it feels so good…”

Yixuan and Rina exchanged a look. They both knew what needed to be done.

Rina leaned forward, her lips brushing the side of the shaft. She licked a fat bead of pre straight from the source, her tongue tracing the length of the crown, and then she pressed her plush lips right against that glistening flare. She suckled softly, tongue swirling along the tip, savoring the taste with a hungry hum.

Yixuan straightened up, her breasts heavy and flushed, pressing them together around the base of Shunguang’s cock. She scooted closer, mashing her tits around the thick shaft, the sensation as much for her as it was for her disciple.

“C-Can you really get your mouth around that thing…?” Yixuan asked, barely containing a shy giggle as she watched Rina attempt the impossible.

Rina’s eyes glinted with challenge. “You’d be surprised what I can manage, darling. Besides, with you helping… it’s much more fun this way.”

With that, Rina wrapped her lips around as much of the crown as she could, cheeks bulging, slurping up the rivers of precum that poured straight from the tip. Her tongue danced and curled, lapping at the slit, coaxing even more out with every flick. She drooled, she licked, she moaned—and every time, the cock throbbed so hard it nearly knocked her backwards.

Meanwhile, Yixuan pumped her breasts up and down, sandwiching the shaft between her soft pillows, letting the sticky mess coat her skin. Each thrust squeezed more fluid out, and every time it happened, a wet, obscene squelch filled the air.

SLAP! SQUISH! SQUEEZE!

Ye Shunguang was delirious. She clung to the headboard for dear life, her abs flexing as her hips rocked into the twin assault of mouths and tits.

“Ahh! Ahh…! It’s so much…! S-Shifu, Rina, you’re both… ngh, so good at this… I can’t… I can’t…!”

When Rina couldn’t fit any more of the tip in her mouth, she let go with a wet pop, panting for breath. Not to be outdone, Yixuan bent forward and mashed her own lips to the flare, kissing and licking up every last drop, her tongue tracing the contours of the cockhead, exploring every ridge and fold.

Rina shifted lower, cupping the swollen balls with both hands. She licked a stripe along the underside of the shaft, then nuzzled Shunguang’s balls, her tongue swirling in lazy, hungry circles.

“Such heavy balls,” Rina purred, lifting them with her palms. “Are you sure you’re not half beast yourself, with orbs like these? They’re beautiful… I want to wring you dry and taste every last drop…”

She licked from the bottom up, slathering the balls with her tongue, peppering them with kisses and hungry little sucks. The sensation made Shunguang’s tail stand straight up, the fur fluffed to the max.

Yixuan, spurred on by Rina’s boldness, mashed her breasts even tighter together and squeezed the base of that monster shaft, her tits enveloping it like pillowy clouds drowning a bolt of lightning. The sticky, musky ooze smeared across her cleavage, making everything slick and slippery and so, so obscene. Even Rina let out a throaty moan at the sight, her tongue flicking out to catch a stray bead of precum before it could even hit the floor.

“Sh-Shifu… Rina… I-I’m going to… aahh…!” Ye Shunguang was breathless, every inch of her body trembling, the veins on her cock throbbing with insane, desperate power. Her ears were flattened so hard they might never stand up again, and her tail lashed with such violent need she might as well have been a cat in heat. If she wasn’t pinned to the mattress by two curvaceous women, she would have collapsed then and there.

Yixuan just pressed her plush breasts tighter, trapping the shaft in a soft, wet vice, pumping and rolling her flesh around every bulging vein. She looked up at Ye Shunguang with glazed, hungry eyes, her mouth hanging open and her face glazed with slick, as if the taste and smell had become her entire world.

“Mmmph… mmm… nghh… so much…” She crooned, grinding the shaft between her tits and shuddering with every pulse and jerk. “Rina, I can’t believe how much she’s leaking…!”

Rina just giggled, lapping at the swollen crown with the tip of her tongue, swirling it around to collect every last salty drop. “She’s amazing, isn’t she? You’ve raised quite a monster, Yixuan, my friend…”

The next pump of Rina’s hand was almost cruel, twisting and milking the shaft just as Yixuan mashed her breasts together and squeezed as if she wanted to burst something. Ye Shunguang’s entire body went rigid. Her toes curled, tail fluffed out, and a split second later…

“G-GUHHH~!”

It was less a moan and more an animal howl. Her cock went wild, jerking up like a serpent and flaring out to an even more inhuman size, the rim stretching so wide it looked like it was going to split in half. The first spurt hit both Yixuan and Rina in the face, blasting them with a hot, sticky jet of cum that splattered across their cheeks and hair with a SSSPLAT!

It didn’t stop there. It never stopped there.

Ye Shunguang’s virility was almost supernatural. Wave after wave gushed out, launching thick, steaming ropes of seed across the room. It coated the two women, soaked the bedding, and even spattered up on the walls with wild, reckless abandon. Yixuan was lost in the deluge, her face painted white, mouth open wide to swallow as much as she could.

“Ahhh… so much… it’s getting everywhere…!” She moaned it out, giddy, the hot mess dripping from her chin and rolling between her breasts. Her body was instantly painted in streaks of white, each new blast splattering her with more and more until she could barely see through the haze.

Rina was no better, clinging to the shaft with both hands, lips sealed around the tip as she gulped greedily. Even she was overwhelmed, thick globs spilling down her cheeks and chest, her hair matted and sticky and wild. “Mmmff… mm! So thick… so salty… ngh, you’re really something, aren’t you…?”

The air was hazy with heat and the raw, bestial stench of sex. Every breath tasted like seed and sweat and something primal, tainting the air and making their heads spin with lust. Even after the first wave, Ye Shunguang didn’t slow down; she just kept cumming, cock jerking in their grips, seed pouring out like a broken dam. The pleasure was so paramount, the release so necessary after all that pent-up frustration and waiting, that Ye Shunguang almost started weeping with relief and joy.

It was obscene. It was ridiculous. It was, somehow, the best thing either woman had ever experienced.

When it finally slowed to a trickle, the last few spurts blasting out and trickling down the Thiren’s thighs, Yixuan slumped back, breasts, face, and hair utterly drenched. She panted for breath, her chest heaving, and wiped her eyes with a trembling hand.

“That’s… wow… that’s the most I’ve ever seen in my life… even counting Ju Fufu…” Her voice was hoarse, every word glazed with awe and exhaustion.

Ye Shunguang looked down at the two of them, still panting, her monstrous cock still throbbing, somehow still hard and angry and desperate. “I-I’m sorry… it just wouldn’t stop…! I feel so much better, but… I don’t think I’m empty yet…! I feel… hah… so good… so very good… but I’m s-still pent-up, I need a little more attention, pretty please…”

Rina just wiped the dribbles from her lips and grinned, her face and upper body painted white. “Oh, darling… with balls like those, I wouldn’t expect you to be satisfied with just one round. You’re a real prodigy, aren’t you?”

Ye Shunguang whimpered, her shaft still leaking, still so swollen it looked like a weapon of war. She glanced at Yixuan, who was still gasping on the floor, trying to catch her breath through the cum that dripped down her cheeks and pooled between her tits.

“Shifu… I want to do it with you… please, I need… I need to go inside… I can’t take it, I want you, please…!”

Yixuan let out a nervous chuckle. “W-well, my darling disciple, as much as I want to help you with that, I think you’re m-much too big for—EEP!”

There was no time for words. There was barely even time to think.

Ye Shunguang scooped Yixuan right up off the floor, sticky mess and all. The strength in her thighs was unreal; she lifted her shifu like she weighed nothing at all, hauling her into a full nelson position, arms hooked under Yixuan’s knees and spreading her wide open. Yixuan gasped, startled, her hands flying to steady herself on Shunguang’s powerful arms.

“W-wait, are you sure you’re not too big…?” she managed, but her pussy clenched at the mere idea. She was slick, dripping with arousal, her petals parted and glistening, practically sucking in the heat radiating from that monster cock. “Y-Ye Shunguang, wait! G-Give me a second—!”

Ye Shunguang didn’t even hesitate. She lined herself up, the flared head already drooling cum, and pressed it right against Yixuan’s trembling entrance. The tip alone pushed her petals wide open, spreading her with heat and pressure that left her breathless. Yixuan’s body spasmed at the contact, the swollen cockhead already drooling so much seed that slick ran down her thighs and pooled on the sheets. She felt a shudder ripple through her core, her pussy clenching tighter and tighter in sheer anticipation.

Ye Shunguang groaned, her voice thick with animal need. “Shifu… I don’t think I can hold back anymore… I want to be inside you…!”

She pressed forward. The flare battered through any resistance, forcing its way inside with a wet, filthy squelch. Yixuan’s walls sucked it in greedily, the fat, blunt tip stretching her wider than she’d ever imagined possible. The sensation was so overwhelming Yixuan could hardly make a sound at first, her breath escaping in ragged gasps as her body tried to adjust to the impossible girth.

“Ahh! Sh-Shunguang, wait, it’s so big, I don’t know if it’ll…!” Her words dissolved into shrill moans as Ye Shunguang’s cock bullied its way inside, opening her up inch by relentless inch. “Nnghh—!”

There was no stopping Shunguang now. She clamped one hand around Yixuan’s trembling thigh and the other braced against her shifu’s hip, and she drove herself forward without mercy. The shaft looked like an invading monster, bulging out the cultivator’s tummy as the medial ring ground obscenely against her lips and then forced its way past.

“HHHNNNGH!” Yixuan’s cry was muffled as the cock rammed into her deepest spot, the swollen tip battering against her cervix with a weight and heat that made her see stars. She should’ve felt pain at the intrusion, but instead it was all pleasure: white-hot, toe-curling, back-arching pleasure. Her pussy was so wet and needy it welcomed every inch, clinging to the shaft like it belonged there.

Ye Shunguang’s hips jerked and slammed, the urgency and force of her thrusts absolutely inhuman. The slap of flesh echoed through the room, and every drive of her hips forced another desperate moan from Yixuan’s trembling lips.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

The sound was obscene, almost cartoonish, as Shunguang’s monster cock hammered her shifu’s pussy. Every pump forced more slick out of Yixuan, the dampness frothing around the base of the shaft, white and frothy and wild. Rina clapped her hands, giggling behind her fingers as she watched the spectacle unfold.

“Go on, Shunguang! Take your Shifu’s pussy for yourself! That’s what she wants, isn’t it? Use her like a toy, darling~!” Rina’s eyes sparkled with delight as she perched on the bed, her own thighs pressed together in excitement.

Yixuan felt every word in her bones, in her core—even as her insides were battered by the pounding. She wanted to be disciple’s toy. She wanted to be filled, used, ruined by this cock that was supposed to be impossible to contain…

“D-Don’t hold back…! Please, just give it to me, don’t stop, don’t ever stop!” Yixuan’s words came out in gasps and sobs, her voice shrill and desperate as she clung to Shunguang’s shoulders. With every slam, her mind turned to jelly, her body shuddering with new waves of pleasure.

Shunguang’s shaft was relentless. It battered her cervix over and over, the fat blunt flare grinding and flexing against the gate to her womb. With every thrust, the pressure built, until—

It gave.

The cockhead punched straight through Yixuan’s cervix, breaching her womb with a POP that was more pleasure than pain. The sensation was a shock, a jolt of heat that went off like fireworks in her belly. And then her whole tummy bulged outward, the shape of the cockhead visible under her soft skin, stretching her womb to the breaking point.

Yixuan’s eyes rolled back in her head. “OHHH…! Sh-Shunguang, you’re inside… you’re all the way inside! It’s so big, I can feel it all the way in my w-womb…!”

She looked down. There, plain as day, was the outline of Shunguang’s cock pushing out her own belly. Each time the Thiren disciple thrust, the bulge moved, the fat flare distending Yixuan’s womb and then dragging back out, only to slam in again seconds later.

“Wow… you can actually see it,” Rina gasped, unable to contain her laughter or her awe. “You’re turning your Shifu into a cock sleeve! Don’t you love it, darling? Doesn’t it feel good to be filled up like this?”

Yixuan nodded so fast it made her dizzy. “I-I love it! I love it, don’t stop, please, more, MORE!” Her body shook as pleasure overwhelmed everything else. There was no more embarrassment or hesitation; her world was reduced to one thing: the feeling of Ye Shunguang’s monstrous, rutting cock pounding her to the core.

Shunguang howled, overcome by instinct. She slammed Yixuan down onto her cock with both hands, fucking her shifu with an animal vigor that shook the bed and rattled the walls. Her balls slapped against Yixuan’s ass, fat and heavy and churning with more seed than any woman could possibly take.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

Each thrust milked a fresh spray of cum from the tip, the relentless leaking making the whole mess even wetter, even sloppier. The mixture of arousal and thick, musky precum dribbled out around the shaft and down Yixuan’s thighs, puddling beneath them in a sticky, decadent mess.

“Ahh! Ahh! I’m cumming, Shunguang, I’m cumming on your cock!” Yixuan screamed, her body convulsing as orgasm took her. Her pussy clamped down, milking the shaft for all it was worth, desperate to wring out every last drop.

Ye Shunguang’s ears stood straight to attention, tail bristling so hard it looked like it was about to snap off at the root. She clamped both hands under Yixuan’s plush thighs and just started hammering, fucking her Shifu with a rutting beast’s abandon, the bed shuddering with every brutal, desperate thrust.

Yixuan’s mind broke in half. Her eyes rolled up, tongue lolling out, and she just drooled. She looked so wanton, so utterly debased, that Rina couldn’t help but laugh.

“Look at you!” Rina cackled, covering her mouth as she watched Yixuan’s face twist and melt with every thrust. “Such a naughty woman… you wanted to be a cock sleeve so badly, and now you’re getting it! You’re just a breeding toy for your own disciple’s monster cock, aren’t you?”

Yixuan didn’t even try to argue. Her words dissolved into helpless, giddy moans as Ye Shunguang’s cock drilled into her again, and again, and again. Every time the fat flare punched into her womb, her belly bulged outward, visibly distending, the outline of the shaft as clear as day through her trembling skin.

She couldn’t stop drooling. Her tongue lolled from her mouth, her cheeks flushed red, and every time her hips slammed down on Shunguang’s cock she squealed and sprayed a fresh glob of saliva down her own chin and onto her tits.

“Cum inside me,” she slurred, sounding more like a debauched whore than a cultivator of great renown. “Shunguang, fill me up, I want it, I want your seed, I want everything…!”

Ye Shunguang could barely hold herself together. Her thighs shook with every slam, her abs flexing, sweat and musk pouring off her in waves. She was panting, trembling, her cock so swollen and full it looked more like a stallion’s than anything a human should have. All the while, Rina watched in awe, one hand clapped over her mouth to stifle her laughter, the other pressed between her own legs as she squirmed and writhed on the sheets.

“Are you watching, Rina?” Ye Shunguang gasped, voice ragged and wild. “I’m… I’m going to cum inside Shifu… I can’t hold it… I want her to bloat, I want her to look like she’s pregnant with me…!”

“Go on,” Rina purred, practically cooing as her hips rolled with every word. “Do it. Pump her full, darling. That’s what she’s for, isn’t it? Shifu’s just a cum dump for your beast cock!”

Yixuan’s eyes went crossed as the cockhead battered her womb, harder and harder with every slam. Her moans got higher and higher, dissolving into nothing but raw, choking ecstasy.

And then—

“CUMMING!” Ye Shunguang howled, her voice breaking entirely. Her cock throbbed and kicked, the flare swelling so wide it looked like it was going to rip Yixuan in half.

The first load hit with a bang, slamming straight into Yixuan’s womb and instantly bloating her belly outward like she’d been shot full of cream. The bulge grew, round and taut, the outline of the cockhead still clear as it pulsed and pulsed and pulsed.

Yixuan’s tongue lolled out even further, her belly swelling with every new blast of cum. The thick, sticky seed shot straight into her womb, packing her so full it looked like she was about to pop. With every twitch of Ye Shunguang’s cock, her belly got bigger, heavier, until she looked months pregnant with seed.

SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLAT~!

Rina lost her composure entirely, clapping and whooping as she watched Yixuan’s tummy round out with every wave of orgasm. “Look at you! That’s the face of a true cum dump! You’re not even pretending to be dignified, are you? Ah~ this is one of my favorite parts of this line of work…!”

Yixuan just gurgled, cum leaking from her mouth, her eyes glassy and wild. She could barely even breathe; her body was so full, so packed to the brim with seed, that pleasure was the only thing left in her brain.

Ye Shunguang kept cumming. The monster cock jerked inside Yixuan, pumping her full with more and more with every second. Her balls clenched and flexed, dumping their entire three-day backlog right into her Shifu’s ruined and repainted womb. The pressure inside was immense, every new squirt making Yixuan’s tummy bulge just a little more, skin stretched tight and glossy with the strain.

Finally, at long last, the flow slowed. Ye Shunguang sagged, arms trembling, cock still throbbing inside Yixuan’s stretched pussy. She let go, and Yixuan fell backward onto the bed, legs splayed, her belly swollen and wobbling with every shallow breath.

She looked like she’d just been bred by a beast. Her pussy gaped and leaked, shaft-shaped bulge still visible right through her trembling skin. And her face… oh, her face… her tongue hung out, drool and cum dripping everywhere, her eyes permanently crossed with pleasure. It was perhaps the filthiest ahegao face that Rina had personally ever seen.

Ye Shunguang just stared, dazed, at her own cock—which was still hard, still leaking, still as monstrous as ever. It had shrunken in size only a little bit, still monstrous and equine in appearance. And although her relief was palpable, there was no denying that she was still in the mood for more, as if her immense balls were still churning with seed and ready to breed.

Rina giggled sweetly, hand against her cheek. “Oh my, darling. You’re still hard?” she gasped, voice high and delighted. “After all that? You’re definitely the finest piece of work I’ve ever had to help with…”

Ye Shunguang could only nod, her face red, ears pinned flat. “It’s… not enough. The urge… it’s not gone yet. I want more. I want to go again, and again, and again…!”

Rina’s lips curled into a wicked, eager grin. “Well, don’t mind if I take a turn, then…~”

She climbed onto the bed and straddled Ye Shunguang, her bare hips settling over the still-twitching shaft. The tip alone stood out nearly a foot from her lap, thick and angry, still drooling cum from the crown.

Rina lined herself up, shameless and unafraid, her gloved hands bracing on Ye Shunguang’s chest. “Let’s see if you can breed me like you did your Shifu,” she whispered, her voice syrupy-sweet and edged with challenge. “I want to see if you can ruin me, darling… don’t hold back, okay?”

Ye Shunguang didn’t say a word. She didn’t need to. Her monstrous cock said everything for her: twitching and drooling, still outrageously hard even after dumping a three-day load into her Shifu just moments ago. The flared crown glistened, streaked with a sheen of seed and slick, while the shaft itself looked even thicker than before, as if it had swollen from the effort of painting Yixuan’s insides white.

Rina’s thighs trembled as she hovered over the prize. She gripped the shaft with both hands, biting her lip and stealing a glance at Yixuan’s ruined, blissed-out expression beside her. The former cultivator’s belly was still round and taut with her disciple’s cum, her pussy still leaking and twitching from aftershocks. It was obvious: no one at Suibian Temple had ever taken a cock like this before.

But Rina was different. She was unafraid. She was born for this.

She lined herself up with a slow, decadent grind, her gloved palms gliding down the shaft to steady it against her slick entrance. Even the tip alone looked daunting, nearly as fat as her fist, but Rina was grinning like a woman who’d just stumbled onto a tray of fresh pastries and had every intention of tasting them all. Her own pussy was already swollen and hungry, the petals stretched and glistening, ready to savor every inch.

Ye Shunguang’s breath caught. The sensation of the head poised at Rina’s entrance was almost too much: the heat, the pressure, the anticipation… it made her cock throb, oozing a fat bead of pre right against the plush folds of the maid’s cunt.

Rina purred, rolling her hips. “Mmm… it’s so hot, Shunguang… you’re drooling all over me, did you know?” She let herself sink down, just a little, teasing the flare against her slit. “Is this what you want, darling? To watch me take it, inch by inch? This beautiful, beastly thing of yours…?”

Ye Shunguang could only whimper, her voice strangled with need. “Rina… please… don’t tease, I need it, I need to be inside you, I can’t wait anymore…”

“Oh, you poor thing,” Rina cooed, her tone both playful and sincerely comforting. “So needy. So helpless. I’ll take care of you, okay, my dear?”

She pressed down. The flared head battered her entrance, spreading her open with a resistance that was almost audible: the soft, smacking sounds of her pussy yielding to the monstrous shaft. Rina’s breath hitched in her throat, but she kept sinking lower, using both hands to guide the beast past her lips and into her body.

“Nnngh… s-so big… it’s really stretching me,” she gasped, beads of sweat prickling along her skin. “It’s almost criminal, isn’t it? To have something this thick between your legs, Shunguang…”

Ye Shunguang’s ears were standing straight up, tail fluffed and shivering with excitement. She grabbed at the bedsheets, fighting the urge to thrust up and simply impale Rina on her cock in one savage motion. But she held herself back, trembling with anticipation as Rina slowly, gloriously, forced herself down the shaft.

“Look at you,” Yixuan moaned, her voice dreamy and glassy, as she watched the spectacle unfold. “You’re taking it so well… so much better than I did, Rina, I can’t believe it… you really are a pro…”

Rina flashed her a wink. “Oh, I could get used to this one, honestly… nghh… so thick…!”

She braced her hands on Ye Shunguang’s creamy thighs, and lowered herself until the flare was wedged tight against her cervix, battering the gate but unable to pass through. The pressure made her whole body tense, her pussy fluttering around the shaft in hungry little ripples.

“Shunguang, darling, I don’t think you’re going to fit inside my womb,” Rina teased, her voice shaky but determined. “But you can try, if you want… I’d love to see you try to break me open with that cock of yours…”

That alone made Ye Shunguang’s hips jerk up, spearing Rina just a little deeper. The sensation was insane: so much heat, so much stretch, the flare grinding against her deepest spot. Rina’s tummy bulged obscenely, the outline of the cockhead clear as day, pushing her insides to the absolute brink.

Rina threw her head back and howled with pleasure. “OH FUCK…! YES! That’s it, Shunguang, right there, don’t stop… ngh, just like that, fill me up, make me your toy, your cock sleeve, your… hnnngh, your everything…!”

She started to ride, her thighs flexing as she bounced herself up and down that equine shaft. The sounds were lewd, relentless, each movement punctuated by a wet, slapping SQUELCH! as her pussy juiced all over the thick, veiny length. Rina’s face was the picture of unrestrained bliss: cheeks flushed, mouth open, eyes rolling back as she milked the cock for all it was worth.

Ye Shunguang couldn’t take her eyes off the sight. Rina’s hips rolled and rocked, grinding her own clit against the thick base as she slammed herself down onto the shaft again and again. Her pussy stretched around the beast, lips pulled tight, the whole thing glistening with a mix of arousal and leftover seed. With every drop, Rina’s insides seemed to hunger for even more, as if she could never be satisfied.

“I-Is it really okay…? I’m not hurting you…?” Ye Shunguang whimpered, ears flicking.

Rina looked down with a wicked, loving grin. “Hurting? Darling, you’re saving me! I haven’t had cock this good in years! Nghh… it’s making me see stars already, so don’t you dare stop! Hold on tight to me, okay, sweetie? Let yourself go!”

She slammed herself down again, moaning as she forced herself to take even more of that fat, monstrous cock inside her.

THUMP! SQUELCH! Rina’s ass smacked down hard onto Ye Shunguang’s lap, the impact making her tits bounce and her entire body tremble with pleasure. She almost went cross-eyed with the sensation of being split wide open by that equine shaft, her pussy lips stretched raw and hungry around every impossible inch.

“Ahh! Ahhh… FUCK! Yes, just like that, fill me, ruin me, I want all of it inside…!” Rina’s voice rang out, high and wild, echoing off the walls of the tiny chamber. She braced her palms on Ye Shunguang’s chest, her own hips rolling, rocking, bucking, trying to milk every last bit of stimulation from the cock that was still so hard and so swollen it looked almost angry.

Ye Shunguang could barely even breathe.

She clung to Rina’s waist with both hands, fingers digging into the soft plushness of her thighs, desperate to hold on as the maid bounced with wild abandon. Every time Rina bottomed out, the flare of Shunguang’s shaft battered at her cervix, trying to force its way in. The pressure was insane. The squelching, the slaps, the lewd wet sounds—they were everywhere, filling the room with an orchestra of pure, unfiltered filth.

THUMP! SQUELCH! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

Rina’s moans mixed with Shunguang’s own needy whimpers, a duet of lewdness that was impossible to ignore. Even Yixuan, sprawled out on the mattress beside them, her own belly still swollen and heavy with seed, couldn’t look away. She was panting, cheeks flushed bright red, her fingers lazily teasing her own puffy clit as she watched the show unfold.

“You two… look so good together,” Yixuan managed, her voice thick and dreamy, her eyes glued to the way Rina’s soaked pussy devoured every inch of Shunguang’s cock. “I can’t believe how much you can take, Rina… you’re a natural…”

Rina shot her dear friend a sly, wicked grin, her hips never stopping for even a second. “I told you, darling! Victoria Housekeeping only hires the best… nghh… and this one here?” She squeezed her thighs tighter around the shaft, milking it. “Ye Shunguang is a p-prodigy. She was born for this! She was born to fuck and fuck and fuck until the whole world is painted white with her s-seed! Isn’t that right, darling~?”

Ye Shunguang could barely manage words. She just nodded, ears standing up so stiff it was almost comical, her hands trembling with the effort of keeping herself in check. The urge to thrust up, to rut like a beast, was almost overwhelming—but Rina’s riding was so good, so tight, so perfectly obscene that Shunguang could barely even move.

“Rina… you feel so… so good, I…” she stammered, her voice breaking with every bounce. “You’re squeezing me so tight, I can barely hold back…!”

Rina leaned down, her voice a sinful whisper in Shunguang’s ear. “Then don’t,” she breathed, lips brushing the Thiren’s cheek. “Pump me full, darling. I want it all. I want you to give me every last drop…”

She slammed down again, even harder than before. The cock speared her, flared head grinding against her cervix and making her whole body spasm with pleasure. Wetness splashed out around the base, soaking both women’s thighs and dripping down onto the sheets in thick, musky strings. The scent was overwhelming, heavy and bestial, mixing with sweat and seed and arousal until it was almost tangible.

The pace got frantic. Rina bounced up and down with wild abandon, her ass clapping against Shunguang’s lap, her pussy gushing wetness with every slap. The sound was insane: a non-stop chorus of SQUELCH! PLAP! SQUEEZE! SLAP! punctuated by the gasping, mewling, desperate cries of all three women.

It was a den of depravity. It was a symphony of filth.

At some point, Ye Shunguang just lost it.

She lunged forward, arms wrapping around Rina’s waist. She flipped her effortlessly, the motion sending Rina tumbling onto her back with a stunned, delighted yelp. Rina landed with her legs splayed wide, her pussy still stuffed full of that twitching, veiny cock—and before she could even get her bearings, Shunguang was on top of her, pinning her down in a full mating press, thighs spread and cock aimed right at her greedy, welcoming cunt.

“Y-Yes…! YES! Fuck me, rut me, pound it all the way in!” Rina hollered, her voice breaking as Ye Shunguang lined up and drove her shaft home with a single, brutal thrust. “OOF! Yes! Yes, darling! Treat me like, ah, like an animal…!”

The cock slammed into her, the flare stretching her wide, medial ring popping past her lips and making her whole tummy bulge outward with the force of it. Rina’s legs flew up, and she locked them tight around Shunguang’s hips, heels digging into her lower back to urge her even deeper.

Ye Shunguang’s body moved on instinct, rutting wildly, fucking Rina in the oldest, most animal way possible. Every thrust was hard and deep and relentless, battering the end of Rina’s pussy, testing the limits of how much a woman could take.

The wet, meaty slaps of their bodies colliding echoed through the room, drowning out even the frantic moans and cries for more. Rina’s pussy clamped down, milking every inch, desperate to wring out all the cum she could get.

Yixuan watched in awe, her own pussy spasming around nothing as the spectacle reached its crescendo. She was drooling, actually drooling, at the sight of Rina being fucked into the mattress, her own belly stretching and rippling with every brutal pump of Shunguang’s hips.

“It’s so… so obscene,” Yixuan moaned, pawing at her own tits and trembling with the force of it all. But even after being bred silly and left with her belly full and round, she just couldn’t look away from the sight of Ye Shunguang ramming her cock into Rina’s greedy cunt, turning the elegant maid into a squirming, gasping, cock-drunk mess.

Ye Shunguang’s hips pistoned with wild, rutting strength, each thrust making Rina yelp and spasm, her legs splayed wide as she clung tight to the Thiren’s waist. The cock was as thick as ever—not even the orgasm that had ruined Yixuan seemed to have taken any edge off Shunguang’s monstrous urge—and each time she bottomed out, the outline of the swollen flare bulged out Rina’s tummy in clear, shameless profile.

“Haah, Shunguang… you’re fucking me so deep…!” Rina cried, her voice the furthest thing from “professional.” Her neat, perfect hair was a wild, sticky mess, her porcelain skin painted with streaks of cum and sweat and lust. “I can’t get enough, I want you to break me, I want to feel you in my womb!”

“You’re going to,” Ye Shunguang groaned, her voice thick and unsteady. “I can’t hold back, not even a little—I want to cum inside you so bad, Rina, I want to fill you up, I want to see your belly stretch with my seed!”

Rina’s eyes rolled back at that, her pussy quivering around the cock that was battering her insides, the heat of it making her mind go blank. “Yes! Do it, do it, breed me! I want to feel you dump every drop inside, I want to feel it squirt out my pussy and leak down my thighs, I want to drown in it!”

That was all Ye Shunguang needed to hear. Her ears were flat, her tail was standing straight up, and she pounded Rina with an animal force that made the whole bed shudder and groan beneath them. The wet slaps of skin and the messy, lewd squelching of their bodies were so loud that even Yixuan was left panting and drooling, shamelessly stroking her own clit as she watched the spectacle.

But then, instead of just watching, Yixuan crawled up the bed, her body heavy with pleasure and sticky with her disciple’s seed. She wrapped her arms around Ye Shunguang’s thick neck, pressing her tits against Shunguang’s back, and nuzzled up close until her lips brushed right up against her disciple’s ear.

“Shunguang,” she whispered, voice sultry, “let me kiss you while you finish. I want to feel you when you cum. I want you to lose yourself in me, just for a little bit…”

Ye Shunguang’s whole body trembled at that. She turned her head, cheeks burning crimson, and let out a raw, desperate moan. “Shifu, you… you’re so close, I can feel it… please, kiss me, I need it, please…!”

Yixuan didn’t need to be asked twice. She crashed their lips together, tongue plunging into Shunguang’s mouth in a deep, messy kiss that stole the breath from both of them. Her hands roamed over Shunguang’s chest, raking through sweat and fur and muscle, clutching tight as the Thiren’s hips slammed forward, rutting Rina with a force that was practically inhuman.

The three of them moved together, a tangle of limbs and lust and sticky heat, but the focus was on that kiss: Yixuan’s lips locked to her disciple’s, her tongue swirling and dancing as she devoured every needy little gasp and whimper that Shunguang could manage. It was delirious, it was frantic, it was so overwhelmingly intimate that Shunguang nearly blacked out on the spot.

Her cock swelled even bigger, the flare battered at Rina’s cervix, and the pressure built, higher and higher, until—

“Cumming!” Ye Shunguang howled into Yixuan’s mouth, her whole body going rigid as the orgasm hit her like a lightning strike.

The cock erupted, blasting a fat, hot load straight into Rina’s trembling pussy. The first jet slammed against her womb, and this time, the monster flare didn’t just batter at the gate—it punched right through, stretching Rina’s cervix open and flooding her womb with an impossible deluge of sticky, hot cum.

Rina screamed, her body jerking, her tummy swelling visibly as the seed pumped into her, packing her womb so full it looked like she was going to burst. Every pulse of Shunguang’s cock forced more and more inside, the pressure so insane that cum started to spurt right back out, splattering obscenely around the shaft and down her thighs.

SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLAT! It was a waterfall of white, and Rina’s pussy milked every last drop, her insides sucking at the cock like they were desperate to drain the Thiren’s balls dry.

Even then, Ye Shunguang couldn’t stop. There was just so much: so much cum, so much need, so much relief pouring out of her in thick, ropy waves.

The pleasure hit Rina with equal force, and she came hard, her pussy spasming and clamping down, muscles rippling around the shaft as she howled her own orgasm to the ceiling. Her vision went white, her fingers dug into the sheets, and she bucked and shook as Shunguang filled her up again and again.

It was a contest to see which would give out first: Rina’s capacity for seed, or Shunguang’s ability to keep pumping. Neither one seemed to have a limit.

Yixuan clung to Shunguang’s neck, kissing her fiercely, her own pussy leaking as she watched her dear friend’s belly swell with every new spurt. All the while, she moaned into that kiss, letting her disciple taste her desperate, giddy joy.

“More,” Ye Shunguang whimpered, even as she emptied herself. “More, more, more…!”

She slammed her hips forward, again and again, rutting Rina with a stamina and strength that could only be called supernatural. The meaty plaps and wet squelches said it all: Ye Shunguang was a beastly girl through and through, and her cock was going to make sure every drop of her pent-up lust had a place to go.

“Y-YES!” Rina screamed, her pretty face twisted in pure, mind-melting pleasure as her womb bulged with every pulse. “Pump me full! Don’t stop, don’t ever stop! Empty those beast balls inside me, darling!”

Ye Shunguang was barely even conscious at this point. She clung to Rina’s hips, driving her cock so deep that the outline of the flare was visible, stuffing Rina’s womb until she looked like a woman many months pregnant—but still, the Thiren’s shaft just kept throbbing, unloading more and more with every wild, rutting slam.

It was absolute, glorious excess.

The thick, creamy deluge had nowhere to go except straight into Rina’s already-packed womb, which meant every time Shunguang’s cock twitched, Rina’s belly swelled a little more. Cum spilled around the base and splattered onto the bed, soaking both girls in a filthy, beautiful mess. Even Yixuan, glued to her disciple’s back, felt her own body shudder with the raw, sinful pleasure of it all.

She held Shunguang tight, kissing her cheek and moaning encouragement. “Good girl… just like that… let it all out, darling, you’re almost there…”

And then, at last, Ye Shunguang’s hips slowed. The long, veiny shaft throbbed one final time, shooting a last, heavy spurt of seed that made Rina’s belly push taut and round, her pussy drooling white all over the sheets.

For a second, no one moved.

Ye Shunguang collapsed backward, the breath gone from her lungs. Yixuan tumbled with her, arms still wrapped around her disciple’s shoulders, while Rina just slumped against the mattress, her legs sprawled, her belly heavy and full.

The three of them just lay there, tangled and sticky and panting, basking in the afterglow.

Ye Shunguang’s cock… finally started to soften.

It was still huge, still hefty, but the painful, frantic edge was gone. For the first time in days, she felt relief—not just in her body, but all the way to her soul.

She could have cried from gratitude.

“Shifu… Rina… thank you… thank you so much…!” Ye Shunguang managed, her voice hoarse from howling with pleasure. She looked down at her beloved shifu, whose face was still streaked with cum and whose eyes practically sparkled with pride and joy.

Yixuan smiled shakily, her own hands roaming across Ye Shunguang’s chest as she cuddled close. “You did so well, darling… I’m so proud of you. And you, Rina… amazing as always…”

Rina could only giggle, her body painted white, her tummy wobbling with every shaky breath. Rina had never been quite so thoroughly used by a cock before, but she looked blissed out—even proud, honestly—as she ran a gloved hand over the curve of her cum-swollen belly. It jiggled and sloshed with every little movement, as if Ye Shunguang’s seed had filled her right up to the brim. Her other hand reached out, lazily stroking Ye Shunguang’s cheek in a gesture of pure, affectionate mischief.

“Ahh… darling, you’re truly one of a kind,” Rina purred, her voice dreamy and thick with afterglow. “If you’re ever this pent up again, just let me know, okay?” She even giggled at the absurdity; there was nothing bashful about her tone at all. “Victoria Housekeeping always supports our friends in need. Especially when the problem is this… enormous… and so much fun to handle…”

Yixuan let out a soft, watery laugh, somehow sounding both exhausted and giddy. Her own belly was still round and taut, the imprint of Shunguang’s outrageous cock still visible through her stretched skin. There was so much cum inside her that she looked months pregnant, a fact that made her cheeks flush with both embarrassment and pride.

“I don’t think I’ll ever forget this,” Yixuan murmured, voice trembling as she pressed her lips against Ye Shunguang’s shoulder. She was completely, utterly ruined, but the warmth in her eyes spoke volumes. “You’ve outdone yourself, darling disciple… I’m so proud of you.”

Even Ye Shunguang herself was in awe at what she’d done. Her cock had finally softened, but it still looked impressive; her balls hung heavy, relaxing at last after so many hours of relentless pressure. She stared at her two partners, marveling at how both of them lay sprawled on the bed, their bellies swollen with the evidence of her release.

It almost didn’t seem possible. She’d bred both of them so full that they looked ready to pop with triplets, a sight that made her blush so furiously her Thiren ears practically steamed.

If she thought about it any longer, she might get aroused all over again.

But for now, she was content to lay back and cuddle with Yixuan and her new friend-with-benefits, Rina, feeling content now more than ever that she had “outlets” for all the stress and tension thenceforth…