After guiding the two dragon beauties to climax half a dozen times, Vahn brought out a durable bed before laying the comparably petite Alexys on top of her cousin, Frey. Both girls appeared a little haggard, but they were still more than raring to go since Vahn had yet to release his seed in either of them.
While his other self was undoing the damage caused by the two sister-cousins, Vahn raised Alexys’s butt before penetrating her depths and adjusting his size to permeate the entirety of her vaginal canal. Her body shook violently in response, but she had Frey’s powerful yet comforting embrace to keep her from thrashing about as Vahn effectively formed a seal with his penis.
Feeling Alexys’s womb descend to kiss his glans, Vahn began releasing a slow yet constant stream of source-infused semen into the fleshy basin located at the back of her vaginal canal. The moment it came into contact with Alexys’s walls, an orgasm, unlike anything she had ever experienced, violently spread through her body like a series of explosive shockwaves.
Though Alexys made a last-ditch effort to ‘escape’ the sensation akin to her insides being set aflame, Vahn kept her firmly rooted in place even as her eyes rolled backward and she passed out. Her body knew what to do even if she wasn’t conscious, so he continued filling her insides until her womb had finished greedily lapping at his semen. The process took a little more than ten minutes, and, by the end of it, Alexys was 100% pregnant.
Having come to her senses partway through the process, Alexys clung to Frey’s body as if her life depended on it. Tears constantly streamed down her face, not from pain but due to the unrepentant pleasure assailing her body without end.
Beyond certain levels, pleasure was one of the most terrifying sensations a person could experience. It gave them the impression they were being swallowed up, their minds unable to focus, as their body refused to listen to them. In some instances, it could even lead to a mental breakdown, so after guaranteeing Alexys’s pregnancy, Vahn assisted Frey in helping the remarkably petite dragoness in calming down. Once she had, he directed Alexys to pin her cousin down before repeating the process with Frey.
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While his other self was tending to the two Dragon heiresses, the Vahn seated on the sofa was enjoying a rare, at least for others, treat. He had the two sisters, Vanilla and Caramel, flanking his sides, his fingers slowly working in and out of their vaginas as they peppered him with kisses. At the same time, having gotten excited from the earlier display, Shiroyasha, in her adult form, was skillfully grinding Vahn’s hips, hands clutching his knees and back facing him. It was a tantalizing sight made all the more rivetting due to the fact Shiroyasha’s moans sounded like the impassioned mewls of a cat in heat.
Seeing Shiroyasha practically gouging herself using Vahn’s more than plus-sized ‘magnum’, Vanilla and Caramel couldn’t help feeling a mixture of fear and anticipation. One of the things they had been concerned with was Vahn thinking they were too loose. As much as they hated to admit it, they couldn’t even recall the number of guests they had tended over the years. Some had made them do things that left them with deeply rooted traumas, so Vahn’s impending assessment caused their bodies to tremble as they did their best to keep the muscles of their lower bodies tense.
Unfortunately, not that they were complaining, Vahn’s mind-boggling skill with his fingers made it impossible for Vanilla and Caramel to uphold their facade. They did their best, but his fingers were somehow able to extend as far as their uterus. There were even a few instances where his fingers felt boneless as they sought out and deliberately massaged each of their most sensitive spots.
Unable to resist the pleasure imposed on them by Vahn’s fingers, Vanilla and Caramel were forced to cling to his arms and shoulders for support. They continued peppering his neck, face, and shoulders with kisses, but it became increasingly difficult with each passing moment.
It was only after their third consecutive climax that the two sisters began to understand the reason for their elevated arousal; Vahn’s massage was forcibly contracting, perhaps even ‘restoring’ the interiors of their vaginas. Either way, it caused their interior walls to feel as if they were burning up and vibrating, fevered gasps escaping their throats as they clung to Vahn for support.
Though he didn’t think they would mind, Vahn wasn’t actually ‘restoring’ Vanilla’s and Caramel’s bodies. He didn’t want them to believe they were somehow broken or profaned because they were forced into a situation beyond their control. What he was doing was similar but fundamentally different; he was healing their scars and undoing the damage caused to their interior muscles.
Despite Shiroyasha’s reminder that Salamandra wasn’t all that bad, he still had Loi-chan discover the identities of the people who had taken pleasure in harming the two sisters. Several of them had simply lost themselves in the moment upon finding out that Vanilla and Caramel were mute. Others had a history of violating even the female members of their Communities, so Vahn intended to audit those hailing from foreign regions while letting Sandora take care of those affiliated with Salamandra.
There were some things that Vahn simply couldn’t tolerate once he was made aware of them. The treatment of Vanilla and Caramel was beyond inhumane, yet, to secure political and business ties, their suffering was effectively swept under the rug and ignored. To make matters worse, they were forced to pay out of pocket for any injuries they may have accrued in the execution of their ‘duties’. It was a completely ludicrous situation, but the sisters did their best to endure, sustained by the waning hope that a kind Master would eventually appear to take them in.
The thing that annoyed Vahn the most about the sisters’ situation was his awareness that they were far from the only ones suffering. They were just lucky enough to be present when he and Shiroyasha entered the parlor. If Shiroyasha hadn’t incited him to do so, he wouldn’t have even thought to look into their situation. They would have been forced to leave along with the rest of the servants. Depending on the circumstances, they may have spent the rest of their lives waiting for a Master that might never appear…
Now that he knew of the sisters’ situation, Vahn intended to do everything in his ability to make them happy. He also conspired to put together a task force to look into the internal affairs of his affiliates to ensure they weren’t taking advantage of or mistreating their ‘normal’ members.
Though Vanilla’s and Caramel’s exotic appearances would lead people to believe they were special, the truth of the matter was that they were, for the most part, relatively normal girls. Their only Gifts had been taken from them when they were eight years old, and, ever since then, they had been forced to serve Salamandra as maids, servants, and entertainers. In other words, their power had been stripped from them along with their rights as Players.
Vahn intended to give the sisters the option to grow stronger, but, based on what Loi-chan had revealed about them, their only desire was to live a peaceful and serene life serving a kind and caring Master. They had been serving others for so long that they couldn’t even imagine living any other way. Thus, at least for the time being, Vahn intended to focus on granting their current heart’s desire. Broadening their horizons and inspiring them to pursue a different path could come later.
To that end, two additional versions of Vahn appeared out of thin air, each picking up one of the twins in a bridal carry. In response, the two fatigued girls simply looked up at him with their hazy, amber-grey eyes. When they beheld him smiling down at them without so much as a hint of judgment in his gaze, tremendous relief washed over them as a warm and revitalizing energy gradually permeated their bodies. They were still more than a little nervous about what came next, but they could tell from the look in Vahn’s eyes that they had finally found a Master willing to cherish them…
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Though their wombs had receded up and out of the way to protect their prize, the inner walls of Alexys’s and Frey’s vaginas continued to excrete a veritable deluge of lubricating love juices. The notion they were carrying the children of such a mighty Dragon had sent both girls into a frenzy, so, for the better part of seven and a half hours, Vahn thoroughly ‘subjugated’ the two draconic beauties.
Despite her diminutive size, Alexys was still the descendent of a Dragon. Her draconic physiology ensured she could endure the strains of mating with even the most well-endowed members of her species. From Vahn’s perspective, her intestines and other organs could be seen shifting about as the connective tissues holding them together elasticized. At the same time, her vaginal canal continued to stretch and expand to the point she could have easily accommodated even the 30cm he initially presented.
As her body continuously adapted, Alexys’s desires compounded until she was practically slamming her hips against Vahn’s, her inordinately long tail dangling from her mouth as her teeth gradually developed into fangs. The reason for this was simple; the longer she mated with Vahn, the more pronounced her draconic traits became.
By the end of the seven and a half hour mating session, black scales had started to protrude from the dermal tissue of Alexys’s lower back, hands, and feet. Vahn half-expected her to spontaneously ‘evolve’ in the middle of their love-making, but it turned out that Alexys’s body was channeling most of the absorbed energy into her womb.
Similar to her younger cousin, Frey’s also benefitted from the baptism of Vahn’s astonishingly powerful and refined energy. Her wings and tail even started to molt around three hours into the session, an indication she was nearing the threshold for achieving her fourth form.
Though the molting process was often a painful experience that lasted several days, Frey didn’t even notice it at first due to Vahn managing her symptoms as they appeared. It was only when Alexys abruptly pulled off a large piece of thin yet remarkably durable molting from her tail that she realized what was happening.
Fortunately for Frey, this was far from Vahn’s first experience dealing with something like molting. To prevent Frey from stressing about it, he flipped her over onto her back, a position most Dragonkin instinctually resisted. It made Frey feel incomparably vulnerable, not just because her wings were pinned beneath her but because the inordinate thickness of her tail forced her hips into an ‘accessible’ position.
Intensifying Frey’s momentary panic, Vahn grabbed her ankles and forced them towards her head. He also closed his legs around her tail, effectively pinning her in place before grinding her interior folds with slow and steady movements. Frey’s instincts compelled her to try and break free, but she calmed down almost immediately when Vahn sealed her lips with a deep and passionate kiss.
Though it wasn’t her first kiss, Frey felt as though fireworks had been set off in her mind as a variety of different pleasures assaulted her body. She completely forgot about her molting. The usual pain of her breasts and tail swelling never came, and, thanks to Vahn ‘distracting’ her, she didn’t even notice Alexys dutifully peeling away the excess skin. The only thought in her mind was how desperately she wanted to please Vahn…the father of her future brood and her one and only Master…
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(A/N: Alternate Titles: ‘Spooky…’,’The actions of others cannot despoil you. So long as hope remains, the only thing their actions accomplish is exhibiting how truly rotten they have become…’,’Frey’s Affection Value be like: +100, +1,000, +10,000…’)
