Chapter 216: When Hierarchy Must Be Established (2)
"Nyaaah!"
Shuru's scream echoed through the room.
Unlike the fairies, who despite their smaller size could take my cock without complaint, Shuru let out a shriek even when just a bit of the tip entered her. She clawed at my hand in protest.
"Shhh! Hold still!"
"Nyaaaang! Hyaaang!!"
"I know you like this kind of thing."
If Shuru hadn't been into big cocks, she wouldn't have followed me from the beastkin village.
There were plenty of smaller beastkin there. If she wanted a tiny dick, she could've stayed and found someone else. But no—she went after the guy with the biggest cock, licking it like some thirsty slut.
"Seriously, how filthy do you have to be to crave cock like this when you're so tiny?"
"Nyaaaang!"
She cried out defiantly, but when I pressed down with enough force to crush her under my dick, she shut up and started dripping slutty fluids again.
'Her heat should be coming soon... Are munchkin cats supposed to have low conception rates?'
I'd already spread my seed around plenty. I figured Shuru had earned the right to carry my kid, assuming her body could handle it.
Still, going into heat like this so often probably meant she was capable of getting pregnant.
Beastkin bodies don't lie.
Especially types like catgirls or bunny girls, who ovulate from stimulation instead of a cycle. Their heat naturally aligns with breeding potential.
If she'd been sterilized or had sexual dysfunction, she wouldn't even go into heat. But Shuru always reacted when I teased her. Size might be a problem, but functionally she was fine.
"And one more thing."
I shoved my fingers into her small mouth and yanked her tongue, about the size of my thumb.
A normal tongue would be too slippery to grab like that, but Shuru's was rough like a cat's, making it easy to pull. With her lower half pinned by my cock and her tongue stretched out, I was tormenting both halves of her body.
"Hyaaaah..."
Even with her tongue pulled, she twitched and drooled, licking my fingers with her sandpaper tongue while keeping her fangs tucked away.
Without shrink potions, this was about as much as I could fit in her mouth. She nibbled on my fingers now and then, but always opened up again.
"Nyaaang..."
Normally she acted all aloof, but once she turned into a horny little catgirl, she obediently flirted like this. No wonder people are obsessed with cats.
'Sorry, Iris, who I just finished washing...'
But hey, I took her without the owner's permission. I could dirty her up as I pleased.
I grabbed Shuru's tail and aimed the tip of my cock at her tiny hole.
SPLUUURT!
Maybe because of all the dryad sap, my cum blasted out like a fountain.
It wasn't as thick as usual, a bit more watery, but even that filled Shuru's tiny uterus in 0.5 seconds flat, overflowing and dripping everywhere.
I didn't want to burst her stomach, so I pulled out and sprayed it across her body instead.
Like uncorking a champagne bottle, I marked my territory by covering every inch of her slutty cat body in cum.
Drip...
"Hyaaang... hyaaang..."
Boing!
Shuru collapsed, twitching and drenched in my seed. Next to her, Mollang raised both hands like she'd won some kind of competition.
But I wasn't done with this pecking order.
Next up was Mollang herself—the one who helped hold Shuru down.
"Mollang, you've been getting a little too cocky."
She used to randomly ambush me, force breeding attempts, or drain me dry out of jealousy when I got close to Erin or any other girl. Lately though, she started messing with me mentally instead—probably because I'd become too vigorous for even her to stop.
That little fake-Mollang incident, the skits beside Bella... I'd smacked her core once to put her in her place, but now it was time to show her exactly where she stood.
Splat!
I reached inside and pushed her core way down, past where her womb would be, aligning it so my cock could press directly against it.
Then, like slicing clay, I forced her apart. Mollang flailed, trying to stop me, but with mana-charged nails, I split her open easily.
Blub...
Her core began dividing, bubbling as her body started to split. I pressed both cores with my fingers, dividing her into four.
Then I did it again—eight total pieces. More than she'd ever split herself.
If I left her like this, she'd either revert to a basic slime or go feral, unable to return. So just before the full eight-split completed, I grabbed her and pressed the halves shut to prevent full division.
Gurgle...
With her core split and unguarded, I opened her legs like any other bitch.
THRUST!
I slammed my cock into her so hard, the inner folds she usually shaped herself with were obliterated into a smooth tunnel.
Normally, she'd reshape herself to grip me—but her fractured core couldn't respond, leaving her defenseless.
"What's wrong, Mollang? Where's the usual breeding instinct?"
THRUST!
Each time I slammed in, her form crumbled more.
My full strength, enhanced by knight training and the mana I'd stolen from the fairy forest, was enough to shatter Bella's bones—if she were the one taking this pounding.
Only Mollang could handle it. But even then, her core trembled, fluctuating between fusion and fragmentation. Her humanoid face couldn't even keep its pupils aligned. Her tongue melted, spilling from her mouth.
I paused briefly to let her core fuse, but before it could fully rejoin, I rammed into her again—forcing it to split once more.
She was experiencing what a human woman might feel if her closed-up hole was violently ripped open.
Splash.
With her shell dissolving and body on the brink of collapse, I reached inside her soft belly and cupped both halves of her core.
"You gonna behave now?"
Wriggle...
She couldn't move, but her core trembled submissively.
"Good girl, Mollang."
Squelch!
I pulled her core from her body.
'Any normal slime would be dead by now...'
Mollang's essence was in her core.
Unlike normal slime goo, her outer body was more like hair or fingernails—an extension, but not vital.
With her core separated, her body collapsed into goo, unable to maintain form. I wiped off her core and pressed my cock against its slick, glossy surface.
"Time to eat, Mollang."
SPLAT...
I released a thick, dryad-free load right onto the wounded points of her core, watching my cum seep into the cracks.
Normally, my seed would be blocked by her slime membrane—but this time, I'd stripped that away and dumped it directly on her core.
White cum soaked into the crystal-like surface, and I watched as the damaged parts fused together again. Only then did I return the core to her melted body.
Squelch.
I didn't carefully place it—I just tossed it back like a used tissue.
Blorp... Glop...
Cum oozed out from the cracked spots, but her body began to rebuild.
As I watched her reform, the tension in my body finally gave way to exhaustion.
'Looks like the elves outside are watching us... whatever. They'll deal with it.'
I was done for the day. I gathered up Mollang's reforming body, tucked Shuru under one arm, and collapsed beside the sleeping Bella.
"Night, everyone..."
It felt like I'd have sweet dreams tonight.
Though I might be too exhausted to even dream.
Zzzzt...
She slashed the barrier with her sword—but it didn't budge.
"It won't break."
Days of non-stop attacks had worn it down, but she still couldn't enter.
If she had the fairy sword that could cut space, or the stealth magic that could hide her from the Fairy Queen's gaze, she could shatter it instantly. But that sword had been stolen, and her options were gone.
She could break it eventually with enough time—but the demons had already called for reinforcements, and her stamina was nearly spent.
"..."
She had no choice but to retreat.
She wasn't yet strong enough to tear down this barrier or defeat the demon army guarding it.
Still, she had learned something—this wasn't fate. Someone was tampering with destiny.
That realization was the only gain she'd earned on this demon-blighted land.
"Next time, for sure."
She dropped her shattered ninth sword and turned away.
Chosen by the shrine.
Fated to slay the Demon King.
The last hope of humanity.
The girl known as the "Hero" had just tasted her first defeat.