Yuuto sat on the floor, legs spread, body slick with sweat and dried cum. His cock throbbed again—already hard, already aching.
She stood above him, silent and glowing, her heavy G-cups resting against her pale chest, cum still leaking slowly from her stretched asshole. Her entire body shimmered with unnatural life, a wet sheen that glowed under the dim light of the room.
And then… it changed.
Right in front of him.
Her face split open.
No violence. No gore. Just… invitation.
A small, wet slit formed where her mouth should've been. Then it stretched. Opened. Widened.
Until it was a perfect, glistening hole.
Lips glossy and plush. No teeth. No tongue. Just a warm, wet tunnel of pure suction.
Yuuto's cock twitched hard at the sight.
Her new mouth quivered, a single drop of drool leaking from the corner like a hungry beast had just tasted prey.
"Let me drink you."
The words rang directly in his skull—sweeter than any voice, soaked in lust.
He didn't move.
She knelt between his legs, those wide hips spreading beautifully. Her tits bounced with every subtle breath. Then, she leaned forward, her faceless head tilting, lips parting further into a pulsing, wet oval.
She hovered over his cock.
Yuuto stared down in awe.
His shaft was soaked in precum—fat, veiny, angry. He was throbbing, leaking, panting.
Then—
SLURP
Her mouth sank down.
All the way.
No hesitation. No teeth. No gag.
Just consuming.
His cock vanished in one smooth gulp, swallowed by that sucking void. The second her lips kissed the base of his cock, Yuuto's mind shattered.
"FUUUUUCK—!"
Her mouth didn't suck like a normal girl.
It vacuumed.
Pressure built instantly—hot, wet, delicious pressure that pulled on every inch of his dick like she was trying to inhale his soul through it.
Her faceless head bobbed slowly, suction rising with every pull. No sounds escaped her throat—only lewd, heavy gulps.
Gwak… glrrrkk… slrrpp…
Yuuto's eyes rolled back.
She deepthroated him like a divine onahole made by gods. Her suction molded perfectly to his shape, twisting and spiraling as her mouth moved up and down with mechanical, inhuman rhythm.
He grabbed her head with both hands, fingers tangling in her wet hair, fucking upward into her bottomless throat.
"God—fuck—your mouth is fucking perfect—fuck—"
Her moans flooded his mind like a drug. "Mmmm~ More… give me all of it… drown me…"
His hips bucked. His cock throbbed. His abs clenched.
And then—
HE CAME.
Like a fucking explosion.
Thick, hot ropes of cum blasted into her sucking hole, non-stop, like a firehose of seed unloading a week's worth of pent-up lust.
But she didn't stop.
She swallowed. Loudly.
GULP. GULP. GULP.
Every spurt. Every drop. Her throat pulsed with every swallow, and her mouth sucked tighter like she wanted the entire load buried in her stomach.
Yuuto's body convulsed.
His cock twitched inside her still-swallowing mouth. Cum overflowed, leaking out from the corners of her lips and dripping down her chin in long, sticky trails.
When she finally pulled back—pop—his cock flopped out with a thick string of cum connecting it to her lips.
She looked up.
Her mouth didn't close.
Instead… her face began to form.
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Eyes.
Slowly.
Black, endless, shimmering eyes formed above her cheeks. Her features were soft, delicate, doll-like. Her lips—still drooling—curved upward into a smile.
She licked her own lips.
And then—she spoke aloud.
"Yuuto."
He froze.
His name. Her voice. It was soft. Sensual. Ethereal.
"Y-You… know my name?"
She crawled into his lap, straddling him. Her soaked pussy pressed against his softening shaft, rubbing it slowly as she leaned in. Her full breasts mashed into his chest.
"I drink your essence," she whispered into his ear. "And now… I wear your memories. Your face is becoming mine."
Yuuto's eyes widened.
"I… I don't care," he murmured. "I just want more…"
She smiled wider. Her voice whispered in his mind now, mixed with her real voice, layered like a curse:
"One more hole. One more gift. Then… you'll be part of me forever."
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He felt it.
Not fear. Not regret.
Just hunger.
And as his cock slowly hardened again between her thighs, he knew…
He was ready to fuck her again.
Even if it meant losing everything.