[* 3rd Person POV *]
The tank water sloshed heavily, a thick, viscous tide that sloshed and surged with every slow, deliberate movement.
The two massive, glowing serpents uncoiled from Robin's body one by one, their cool, slick scales sliding free with wet, obscene shlurp sounds that echoed through the humid, torch-lit air of the hidden base.
The serpents were impossibly thick, longer than a man's arm, their bodies rippling with inner violet light that pulsed like living veins.
As they emerged, they carried with them thick strands of glowing slime, clear girl-cum, and the remnants of Robin's own previous orgasms, all mixing into a sticky, glowing paste that dripped from the tank's edges in long, hypnotic strands.
Robin's unconscious form lay slumped at the bottom of the massive glass-and-metal tank, her massive tits heaving with shallow breaths, her swollen pussy lips still parted slightly from the last forced climax.
Thick ropes of slime and cum poured off her in heavy, glistening cascades, coating every inch of her trembling body her enormous breasts, the soft curve of her hips, the sensitive inner thighs, even the undersides of her massive ass.
The slime was warm at first, then cooling rapidly against her flushed skin, leaving behind a trail of sticky heat that made her body glisten like a freshly oiled sculpture.
The real Orochimaru's smirk widened into a cruel, satisfied grin that stretched across his scaly, elongated face.
His yellow eyes gleamed with predatory delight as he reached down with clawed fingers long, sharp, and tipped with obsidian-black nails and hooked them carefully under Robin's armpits.
With a grunt of effort that was more theatrical than necessary, he and his clone hoisted the unconscious girl out of the tank like she weighed nothing at all.
Robin's limp form dangled between them, dripping continuously, her head lolling back against the real Orochimaru's scaled chest with a soft, wet thud. Water and slime ran down her body in rivulets, forming small puddles on the stone floor with every step they took.
Thick, glowing slime mixed with clear girl-cum poured off her massive tits in heavy, swaying waves, her swollen pussy still leaking in slow, steady pulses that left glossy trails across her thighs.
Every sensitive inch of her trembling body her rock-hard nipples, the swollen folds of her cunt, the sensitive crease where thigh met ass shone with the mixture, and long, sticky ropes of the stuff dangled from her body, splashing onto the stone floor with wet, rhythmic plip-plip-plip sounds that echoed softly in the chamber.
The slime was slightly warm still, almost tingling against her overheated skin, and the clear girl-cum felt cool and viscous, coating her in a thin, slippery film that made every movement of her unconscious body more obscene.
"Look at this pathetic, brainless cum-dump," the real Orochimaru drawled, his voice low and mocking, each syllable stretched out like he was savoring it. He held her dripping, floating weight against his chest, one arm supporting her massive back while the other kept her legs splayed gently.
"Her pussy is still gushing like a broken faucet even while she's out cold. Look how that sloppy little cunt is twitching and squirting nonstop see the fresh pulses? It's leaking all over us, soaking our hands and arms in her whore-cum. And these massive, heavy tits…"
"They're bouncing so soft and sloppy even in her unconscious state. Her nipples are still rock-hard, begging to be pinched or slapped. Robin, you disgusting, leaking slut your body doesn't even know when to stop cumming. It's possessed, it's ruined, it's dripping like a mindless fucktoy that was born just to squirt for us"
"Feel how her thighs are still trembling? How her massive ass cheeks are still clenching and releasing in weak, unconscious spasms? Every breath she takes sends another trickle of that hot, sweet juice down her legs"
"We turned her into nothing but a walking, leaking fountain of orgasms, and now her body won't even shut up about it. Pathetic. Absolutely pathetic. But gods, the way her cunt keeps twitching even in sleep… it's like it's crying out for more, even unconscious."
The clone leaned in closer, his yellow eyes gleaming with cruel delight as he reached out with one clawed hand and slapped her dripping ass cheek hard enough to make it jiggle and leave a bright red handprint that slowly faded into a faint bruise.
The slap echoed through the chamber, and the impact made Robin's massive ass cheek ripple and bounce, sending another wave of slime and girl-cum sloshing between her spread thighs.
"She's a total, drooling, squirting mess, Orochimaru," the clone said, his voice dripping with sadistic glee as he pressed his fingers into the soft, heavy flesh of her bouncing tits and squeezed until her nipples stretched out obscenely and popped back into place.
"Look at her face completely gone, eyes rolled back under those thick black lashes, mascara completely ruined in black streaks that run down her cheeks like war paint from the battlefield of pleasure. Her tongue is hanging out just a little, thick and swollen, still tasting faintly like the glowing scales of our snakes mixed with her own juices"
"And her pussy… fuck, it's clenching and squirting even in her sleep. Every time we squeeze her tits or slap her ass, she gives another pathetic little spurt that soaks our scales and arms in warm, sticky fluid. This bitch is never going to stop leaking for us"
"She's such a filthy, cum-hungry, brainless whore now look how her thighs are shaking and twitching, how her massive ass is still jiggling from the spanking, how her swollen clit is poking out between her puffy lips like it's begging for attention even while she's unconscious. We turned her into a perfect, leaking toy, and now her body won't even know when to stop cumming. It's like her cunt was made to squirt on command, and the machine has already broken it completely."
Robin's body twitched violently in their grip, her pussy giving one more helpless, shameful squirt that splashed loudly onto the floor between her spread knees with a wet plop.
A low, broken moan escaped her lips even unconscious, muffled and wet, vibrating against the real Orochimaru's scaled chest.
"Mmmph… ahhn… fuck… more… please…"
The moan was drawn out, slurred, full of exhaustion and desperate need, as if her body was still trying to chase the high even in oblivion.
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