Until Li's figure vanished, Wally lingered, reluctant to leave. On the street, his servants found him, and amidst a flurry of chaos, they carried him back to his mansion in the capital.
"Master, where did you go? You scared us to death!" wailed the courtesans in his courtyard.
"If anything happened to you, we wouldn't want to live!" cried another.
Their dramatics annoyed Wally, who locked himself in his room to escape. His thoughts drifted to the previous night, a dreamlike memory.
He had finally fulfilled his desire, coaxing the naive princess into bed, where they made love. His thick, pale member, long and fat, pierced her virgin core, breaking her barrier, transforming her from girl to woman, his woman. He unleashed his pent-up, thick semen into her untouched womb, filling it completely. Her exquisite, tight core clenched and sucked at him as she moaned and trembled beneath him.
Dropping his trousers, he revealed his still-erect member, coated in filth: his own pungent semen mixed with Li's sweet juices, churned into a creamy paste, some dried, some still wet. Most thrilling was the ring of dried blood near the base, proof of Li's broken virginity.
With trembling hands, he pulled a piece of white cloth from his robe, speckled with bloodstains and a vivid red bloom marking her deflowering. The faint metallic scent was overpowered by the musky odor of their coupling. Treating it like a sacred relic, Wally lay on his bed, pants off, his erect member exposed. He caressed the cloth, pressing it to his fat face, inhaling deeply the mix of blood and lust.
He didn't hear the door open.
A neglected concubine, unable to bear her aching desire, slipped in, her full breasts and hips swaying. Seeing Wally's towering member, she thrilled, assuming he'd finally succumbed to desire. Her lonely core had missed him dearly.
Though she'd dallied with servants, Wally didn't care. Their smaller endowments couldn't compare to his freakishly large rod, which had tamed her completely. Only his could satisfy her itch.
She stripped as she approached, her core already wet. By the bed, she eyed his carrot-like member, swallowing hard, and climbed up, aiming her dripping slit at his arrow-shaped tip, ready to sink down.
Feeling the heat and moisture, Wally yanked the cloth from his face, spotting the concubine about to impale herself. "You dare! Who let you in!" he roared, shoving his member aside. She missed, landing on his fat thigh.
"Master, I can't wait! It's been months!" she pleaded, reaching for his member again.
"Get off!" Wally shoved her to the floor, furious. "Who said you could touch me? My body's not for you! If you taint it, and she doesn't mind, I'll still be disgusted! Get out!"
The concubine, who'd romped with him months ago, was stunned. Had he turned monk, shunning women entirely? Was he possessed?
"Out!" Wally's bellow shook the mansion. The concubine, realizing she'd crossed him, grabbed her clothes and fled.
Servants exchanged confused glances. Trouble brewed.
Wally paid off the courtesans to leave. Had he truly reformed, vowing celibacy? How would he explain this to his father, who'd urged him to bed women freely, hoping for a grandson to secure the family fortune? Now, with no heir in sight, Wally seemed to have sworn off women entirely.
Meanwhile, Li limped back to the palace, her disheveled state startling Hana, who'd been anxiously waiting. "Princess, what happened?" she asked, panicked.
"Quiet! No questions! Get hot water, I need to bathe!" Li snapped.
Relieved to hear her parents hadn't returned, Li felt sticky and uncomfortable from the night's sweat-soaked ordeal. She ordered Hana to prepare a bath.
"Princess, let me help you undress," Hana offered once the water was ready.
"No! I'll do it myself! Out!" Li interrupted, shooing her away.
Hana, worried but obedient, nodded. "Call if you need me, I'll be outside," she said, closing the door.
Li approached the petal-strewn bath, peeling off her clothes to reveal her exquisite body, now marred by shocking marks. Kiss marks, scratches, red welts, and purple bruises covered her once-flawless skin.
Her collarbone and shoulders bore Wally's fat-lipped kiss marks, scattered like stains. "Damn fatty! It hurts! Next time, you're done!" she cursed.
Her small, perky breasts, still youthful, were marked with clear fingerprints from Wally's rough grip as he'd thrust deep, unloading his semen into her core. Her flat belly now bulged slightly, as if overfull, sloshing with thick, white fluid that filled her sacred womb, defiling every inch of her virgin sanctuary.
Li rubbed her swollen belly, muttering, "Damn it, releasing so much white, sticky stuff inside. I squeezed out tons, but it's still full." At dawn, her belly had looked months pregnant, stuffed with hot, viscous semen. She'd forced out much of it, but the rest clung stubbornly to her womb.
Most shocking was her tender, pink core. Its rosy, budding lips, once plump with youthful charm, were now swollen double, red as blood from friction, engorged and sore. The delicate inner lips, thin as cicada wings, peeked out, laced with blood vessels. The tight, layered flesh inside, pulsing with countless tiny buds, was red, swollen, and burning.
Her firm, petite buttocks were flushed from the pounding of Wally's massive, heavy balls. Her delicate toes, like translucent pearls, dipped into the bath. As she sank into the warm, petal-strewn water, the soothing heat eased her pain, her furrowed brow relaxing as she leaned back, exhaling deeply.
The warmth comforted her, but the hot water stung her freshly breached petals, making her core contract, squeezing out hidden semen. Curious, she peered through the steam, spotting white tendrils seeping from her lips, floating like spider webs in the clear water.
The heat made the semen in her belly feel scalding, melting the thick fluid clinging to her womb. Strands oozed from her core, sliding through her sore, tingling passage and swollen lips into the water. Li found it fascinating, blushing as she recalled Wally's thick member plunging into her, the overwhelming pain and pressure.
And, though she hated to admit it, the pleasure. Amid the pain, there was a novel satisfaction, an indescribable thrill.
Hesitantly, she traced her slender finger down her swollen belly to her tender core, flinching at the touch but returning slowly. Parting her petal-like lips, more thick, white semen oozed out, sparking her curiosity.
Trembling, she eased her finger into the numb, heated passage, feeling an electric jolt of pain and intense pleasure. She gasped, then exhaled slowly. Her finger sank deeper, her tight, slick flesh gripping it, trembling and sucking. The sensitivity let her feel every inch of her inner walls.
But one finger wasn't enough. The mix of pain and pleasure sent shivers up her spine, her filled womb contracting, her core opening slightly. She added her middle finger, probing deeper, feeling the tighter inner layers squeeze harder, amplifying the pleasure.
"Ha, hah, ha, hah," she panted. It still wasn't enough.
Her mind flashed to Wally's grotesque, carrot-like member under his fat belly, thick as her forearm, filling her completely. It reached places her fingers couldn't, stretching her to her limits.
Mimicking his rhythm, she slid her fingers out, leaving just the tips inside, drawing out a mass of white semen, then plunged them back in, her knuckles grazing her swollen lips. "Mmm," she moaned, waves of pleasure flooding her.
Her fingers moved faster, dancing between her lips, rippling the water. Her breaths quickened, her stifled moans growing urgent. "Mmhm," her body shuddered, like climbing halfway up a mountain only to stall. The warmth wasn't enough, her core clenching her fingers, craving more, feeling empty.
If it were that disgusting thing, it'd feel better, wouldn't it? She closed her eyes, lips pursed, picturing Wally's fat, powerful body, his thick member filling her, thrusting with fleshy slaps, its sharp tip hitting her deepest, softest spots, driving her wild. Then, the hot, thick, foul liquid flooding her belly, warming her, so satisfying.
Hmph, that fatty isn't so bad, she thought.
"Achoo!" After bathing and dressing, Li felt congested and parched. When Mei visited, the princess, unsurprisingly, had fallen ill.
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The next chapters will be out on Sunday or Monday.