Chapter 87 – Qold’s Buffet.(R-18)

Chapter 87 – Qold’s Buffet.(R-18)

Gerhart held Havre's shapely legs up, his hands grabbing the back of her head as he pounded away at her pussy with his massive rod, her breasts and bulging belly shaking.

Pa* Pa* Pa* Pa*

"Ahi! Ahe! Oho! Hii!" Havre let out unintelligible moans as she pounded from below on the bed.

"How enviable..." Qold, who saw this scene, started playing with herself on the spot. The scene and smell were enough to overpower her new talent.

"Guh... Cumming. Take my fifth load." Gerhart said as he slammed his dick hard inside Havre's pussy.

SPLURT* SPLURT* SPLURT* SPLURT*

Heavy spurts of semen shot from Gerhart's massive balls, producing an audible noise.

"OH! Oh... Oh..." Havre helplessly moaned as her stomach stretched and expanded to accommodate the new spooge, like a several-month pregnant woman. Gerhart's cock, like a cork in a bottle, prevented the fluids from escaping.

"Oh my..." Qold muttered, eyeing Havre's bulging stomach. "How did he produce so much? Is this humanely possible? How much is inside?"

She wasn't worried about the cumflation causing damage to Havre. A female powerhouse's body could take a lot of abuse, some of it being pleasurable, allowing kinky play usually impossible on regular women. She wanted to be in Havre's position, helplessly locked in that hold while repeatedly filled. What she was surprised about was how much Gerhart ejaculated.

Regular humans only had up to ten milliliters of semen in their bodies, and the finest of horse stallions could ejaculate around several hundred milliliters a day. Raising stats, leveling up, and most talents didn't change this much, focusing on seminal energy quality.

However, Gerhart ejaculated several times more than a horse, and he did it repeatedly as if defying the constraints of his body. It was as if, the moment he ejaculated, the body produced a human's worth of semen every second. And this didn't even impact the quality. Gerhart's semen was of such superior quality that it would drive a regular Succubi insane.

"Ah... Ahe. Psh*" Havre twitched with a silly slack-tongued, her stomach bulging like a 5- to 6-month pregnant woman as she squirted on the already-wet bed.

"Qold, close the door and come here." Gerhart suddenly ordered.

"Yes, master!" Qold widened her eyes, closed the door, and immediately crawled over, going on the wet bed to where Havre and Gerhart were connected.

Barely a hundred milliliters of semen later, the transformation was complete. Havre had the bloodline of an A-rank High Succubus. However, this didn't even stop there. Havre's body continued pushing to the following evolutionary form, Greater Succubus.

Gulp* Gulp* Gulp* Gulp*

Psh* Psh* Shudder* Psh*

"So good, so good, so good! Oh! I can't stop drinking! I can't stop cumming!" Qold was stuck in an infinite cycle, drinking more and more into her stomach, sending more and more pleasure to her body, and transforming her race more and more.

It was as if, to this man, a regular succubus or even a high succubus were not even qualified cum-dumps. Perhaps only a Greater Succubus barely had the qualifications to serve as a cum-dump.

Qold almost passed out from cumming too much from just drinking his semen, only holding on due to her talent. But even then, her body continuously sent mind-numbingly pleasurable signals, ruthlessly testing Qold's limit.

Havre's bulging stomach shrank, Qold drinking everything as her body was unable to keep up with her drinking, her stomach bulging slightly from drinking too much. Qold forcefully expanded her stomach size to accommodate more.

Although stuffed full, Qold, like someone who ate the best meal in their life and saw a plate filled with delicious gravy, continued licking up all the remains, causing Havre to cum two times.

And when she finished, she looked at Gerhart's delicious man-meat and started sucking on it, giving it a cleaning fellatio. Only when she was sure they were both picked clean, Qold next to Gerhart.

"Thank you for the Burp*- sorry. Meal. Zzz*" And with that, Qold went fast asleep, spasming due to orgasming as her body bloodline edged toward a Greater Succubus.

The speed of her bloodline ascension should have been slower, but because she was a Warlock, it was much faster than other succubi.

"Well, you're welcome." Gerhart amusedly smiled as he let go of the unconscious Havre, laying her on the bed as he went to the side and drank an entire water jug before heading to the bathroom.

What awaited him there was a hungry-looking translucent slime girl, eyeing him with hunger.

"Master~ Are you here for Stella to clean master~?" Stella asked with a contorted look, losing her sanity to her sexual monster nature due to Gerhart's manly scent.

"Well, that was the idea." Gerhart nodded.

He also wanted to mutate Stella. And he wasn't even close to his limit.