cabin in the woods

Preface

On this beautiful day, flowers are blooming and birds are singing. A cabin deep in the forest quietly
awaits travelers, offering them shelter.

Summer vacation has arrived, the happiest time for students, a time when teenagers can
freely enjoy their youth. Paul, a recent graduate of XX High School, and his five best friends plan a camping trip in a forest where they used to play as
children . They know that in a few months they will be going to different universities
, and it will be difficult to see each other again, so they want to create as many wonderful memories as possible this summer.

After obtaining permission from their parents, they all travel by bus to the forest. Paul and his
five friends, Bill, Bob, Kahn, Pister, and Kaka, walk to a stream in the forest,
playing in the cool water, setting up a barbecue grill, and taking a nap on the grass. Paul looked at the clouds
and couldn't help but recall playing with his childhood friends in this very place. But as they grew up, they went their separate ways and rarely
kept in touch
. Now, the good friends he'd made at school would be leaving again in a few months, making him feel a little sad.

Kahn, standing nearby, laughed at his expression, "Hey! Paul, what's
wrong with you being so sentimental? Want to write a poem to express your feelings?" Bob chimed in, "Don't think too much about useless things
. Don't ruin this wonderful holiday. There's plenty of time ahead!" Paul smiled. "Okay! I know
. So, what are we going to do next?

" "Let's go treasure hunting in the forest!" Kaka, who had been running around aimlessly, suddenly appeared,
startling the three of them. "In the forest? That's a good idea, huh? Hey! Bill! Pister! You two lazybones,
how come you're really asleep? Wake up! We're going treasure hunting in the forest!" Paul woke the two soundly asleep, and
the six of them set off into the depths of the forest to "treasure hunt."

They wandered through the forest, searching for souvenirs, oddly shaped stones, or
insects and plants that could be made into specimens. The only minor incident was when Bill nearly stumbled upon a beehive while climbing a tree,
scaring them half to death. Luckily, Bob used a lighter to light a branch and drive the bees away, averting
a major accident. Afterwards, Pister complained, "Bill! You almost made us all look like pigs from bee stings!"
"Hmm—don't be angry, how was I supposed to know there was a beehive there? Here, this is some honey I just collected,
to calm you down."

"Hmph, that's more like it. Hmm?" A chilling wind blew from deeper in the forest, making Pister's neck go cold.
"Hey Paul, you know this place well, so what's in the deepest part of the forest?" Paul shook his head helplessly. "I
haven't been back for years, and I remember when I was a kid, the adults in the village wouldn't let us go to the deepest part of the forest
to play ." Kaka, who was standing next to him, rolled his eyes and said, "How about we go in there tonight and test our courage? What do you say,
Paul?"

"Yeah! Sure! I want to see what's in there too!" "Let's have dinner first! And
remember to set up the tents." At Bob's reminder, the group returned to the stream and set up the tents.
After lighting the campfire, they gathered together to discuss the test of courage. Kaka excitedly said, "How about we each
go for a walk in the deep forest and then come back?" "Are you crazy? In horror movies, anyone who goes out alone
always dies."

"Kahn is right, and I don't know what's deep in the forest, so it's safer for everyone to stay together,"
Paul said, handing out several flashlights. "It's better if we stay together, at least we won't get lost.
" "Ugh, not exciting at all!" "Okay, Kaka, stop messing around! Safety first!" "Alright, let's
go!" After saying that, the group put on their gear, turned on their flashlights, and headed towards the deepest part of the forest.

Along the way, although everyone was a little apprehensive, nothing particularly exciting happened, except for the occasional hooting of
an owl crow. Kaka complained, "So boring, isn't there anything exciting?"
The somewhat timid Kahn retorted, "It's better if there's nothing at all. Let's hurry back! It looks like it's about
to rain .

Okay, Paul?" Paul looked at the sky; indeed, it was overcast, with no stars or moon in sight. "Okay,
let's go back... Hmm? What's that?" Paul suddenly spotted a small house nearby,
more like a small villa than a small house. "Look, there's a house over there!" "

A small villa in the forest—to Paul and his group, this scene didn't
feel like instead, it had the warm feeling of a fairy tale. Besides, in Paul's country, many wealthy elderly people like to
build villas in the forest to spend their later years, so the sudden appearance of a house in the forest wasn't too strange. Just
then, a flash of lightning struck and a torrential downpour began. 'Wow, Kahn, you jinx! Why did it have to rain
like that?!

' 'Bill, stop talking nonsense, let's hurry and get inside to take shelter!' The group quickly ran to the house,
saw the door wasn't locked, and immediately went inside. 'Hey! Is anyone home? We want to take shelter from the rain!' Bob shouted
a few times, but there was no response. 'Looks like the owner isn't home, let's take shelter!' 'Okay,
but this house must be old, but I don't remember anyone living here when I was a child.'" "

You weren't here when you were little,
were
you? Don't be so paranoid." Kaka patted Paul on the shoulder, turned on the light, and went into the house, the others following behind. Paul looked around a few times; the house was well-furnished and clean, seemingly a place where people lived regularly, so the owner must have left not long ago.

Just then, a clap of thunder sounded outside, and Paul thought he heard a
strange scream. He was about to pinpoint the source of the sound when Pister interrupted his thoughts, "Let's walk around the house!"

"Okay, sure." So the group wandered around the house. The house had two floors and a basement,
but the basement door was locked. While wandering around, Paul vaguely saw a little girl in a red dress
licking her lips in the mirror. He immediately turned his head to look closely but saw nothing. He shook his head and went back downstairs. The group started
chatting in the living room.

After a while, Paul looked outside and said, "It looks like this rain isn't going to stop anytime soon.
Let's " Bob nodded. "That's the only way. There are bedrooms on both the first and second floors, plus
the sofa here, enough to sleep on." Kaka said, "I want to walk around the house a bit more to find out who the owner is."
Kahn sighed and said, "Kaka, I have no problem with you playing detective games, but don't steal people's things!"

"Who would steal!" "Alright, everyone go to sleep, Kaka, don't play too long!" After Pister finished speaking,
the others went to rest.

Chapter 1

Kaka was full of energy, wandering around the house. The quiet house, coupled with the torrential rain outside, gave the
house an eerie feeling. Even the brave Kaka felt a chill down his spine. Just as he was about to go back to sleep
, he suddenly noticed a door in an inconspicuous corner on the first floor. "Hmm? I haven't
investigated !

" Curiosity immediately overcame fear. He opened the door and went in. It turned out to be just a walk-in
closet , but all of them were women's clothes. "What? It's a walk-in closet. But it seems
the owner of this house is a woman! Hmm? Why is there a big closet there?" "At the very back of the room, there's a
large, open-fronted wardrobe that could almost fit two people." Hmm, this is suspicious. I'll open it and take a look.

Without hesitation, Kaka opened the wardrobe. With a clatter, countless pairs of women's stockings of different styles
fell out in a mess. Kaka was startled. "...Looks like the lady of the house is quite lazy..." Kaka casually
picked up a pair of stockings and examined them. A strange fragrance wafted from them, reminding him of
the times he used to masturbate with his sister's stockings, making him blush. "Calm down, I'm not a pervert." Just as he was about to
stuff the stockings back into the wardrobe, a sweet, girlish voice sounded behind him, "Do you like them?
These are all yours."

He was about to turn around when suddenly the stockings on his hands felt like ropes binding his hands and pulling him into the wardrobe. He instinctively
resisted, but then a pair of small hands pushed him away forcefully. The stockings that had fallen out around him
seemed to come alive, flying up and wrapping around his body, pulling him into the wardrobe. Before Kaka could react, she fell into
the cabinet, and the cabinet door closed quickly. "What's going on?! Help!!"

Kaka finally realized he had fallen into a deadly trap. Although the cabinet was a sealed space,
there was an ambiguous light that allowed Kaka to see without being affected. However, he didn't have time to care about why he could still see.
He struggled in the pile of socks, pounding on the cabinet door in terror, but it seemed to be of no use. When the cabinet door closed, even
the crack in the door disappeared eerily. "Help! Help... Waaah!"

He tried to call for help, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the stockings tied to his hands crawled into his mouth and blocked his oral cavity.
Then another stocking flew in and covered his entire head. He tried to pull the stockings off but couldn't budge them.
Although he could barely breathe, every breath he inhaled was filled with the strange fragrance of the stockings. The taste of
the stockings made him nauseous, but he just couldn't spit it out. Moreover, the stockings that were soaked with his saliva were like a worm
wriggling in his mouth, teasing his tongue and throat.

Just as he was struggling with the socks on his face, the socks around him began to move. Like little snakes, they
burrowed into Kaka's cuffs and trouser legs, constantly wriggling around his body. Kaka was terrified and tried
to grab them, but how could he possibly catch hundreds of socks?

He'd grab one, and another would crawl up to his chest; he'd pull one out, and yet another would slip into his pants.
More and socks crawled into his clothes, making it increasingly difficult for Kaka to move. Several long
socks even pulled his own clothes away. Finally, he collapsed from exhaustion, and the remaining socks pounced on him, engulfing him in
a sea of socks. Gasping for breath from fatigue and the lack of space, Kaka inhaled the scent of many socks. This scent
caused his genitals to become erect. The socks wrapped around him were constantly rubbing against his body,
teasing his sensitive spots. Several pairs of fluffy pink girly cotton socks tickled his soles and armpits.

The itching made him want to scream but he couldn't. Several thin black stockings, like venomous snakes, rubbed and
slithered across his chest, giving him a gentle pleasure. Two rubber-soled children's socks clung to his nipples, giving him a
sucking sensation, while a pantyhose wrapped around his neck tickled his ears.
The aphrodisiac scent and teasing of these stockings had already made Kaka's penis hard and erect, with clear
fluid leaking from the glans.

Strangely, all the stockings covering his body deliberately avoided his penis and testicles, causing Kaka great pain.
His reason and fear had been stolen by these stockings, leaving only desire in his mind. He wanted to reach out and stroke
his penis, but just as his hands were about to touch it, a fishnet stocking suddenly tied his legs and arms
together and hoisted him above his head.

"Ugh! Ugh!!!" The pain of unfulfilled desire made Kaka struggle in agony, but the
surrounding stockings continued to tease him without touching his penis, increasing their frequency. Kaka was so distressed
he cried , but he didn't notice that
all his tears, sweat, and the urine he'd initially lost control of due to fear were being absorbed by the socks. Even the stocking in his mouth was constantly absorbing
his saliva.

Just as Kaka was struggling to move, he saw a blue cotton sock, like a worm with
its mouth open, slowly crawling towards his crotch. Although the movement was slow, it was clearly
aimed . Kaka excitedly thrust his penis towards the sock, but the socks on his body pulled him
back forcefully. The blue sock, like a tantalizing lure, crawled even more slowly. In the eerie light, Kaka
could clearly see the fuzzy fabric inside the sock's opening swaying like tentacles. The inner fabric of the sock
stretched and contracted as if breathing, as if trying to wring out any prey it had swallowed. The sock slowly
climbed Kaka's stomach, examining the penis before it.

It slowly pulled the sock up, but it was more like a python slowly swallowing its prey. The sensation when
the glans was swallowed by the sock wasn't the feel of fabric, but rather the smooth
feel of a living flesh wall. This sensation felt incredibly comfortable on Kaka's glans. The sock tightly wrapped around the glans and slowly
moved forward. "Ugh... um... umm... ugh... huff..." The soft sensation slid from the glans to the shaft
, and this comfortable feeling made Kaka groan with pleasure. The sock playing with him

slowed its pace, allowing him to feel the penis more clearly. The sock continued to devour the penis.
Even his testicles were swallowed, his entire lower body covered by the sock. Then the surface of the sock began to
ripple , and the sensation of his penis began to change.

The fuzzy hairs wriggled as if tickling his penis, and his testicles seemed to be sucked and played with irregularly by invisible little mouths
. Moreover, there was a faint suction force sucking on the glans. It was hard to imagine that this multi-layered pleasure came from
a sock. This caressing continued for a long time, and Kaka's penis gradually came to the edge of ejaculation.

"Ugh... um—... ugh! Ugh ugh ugh!" Just before Kaka was about to ejaculate, the
sock suddenly tightened its grip on his penis, the force almost crushing it, causing him to let out a low
scream. Then the sock loosened slightly and immediately created a vacuum-like suction force, and the semen gushed
out . The semen didn't flow out of the socks but was absorbed by them. The socks didn't get wet; instead, they
gradually turned white from the glans. Kaka's ejaculation continued until the entire sock was completely white
before stopping, and the strong suction began to dissipate.

The socks clinging to his body gradually fell off. Kaka spat out the stocking from his mouth, breathing weakly
. "Huff...huff...huff...is it over...?...Huff...I need to find a way...to escape...Huff...
"

After ejaculating a large amount of semen, Kaka was extremely weak. He struggled to stand
up . Just as he stood up, a dark shadow covered his mouth. A
beautiful leg in stockings extended from the cabinet wall and firmly pressed down on his mouth. He looked closely and saw that the stocking on that leg was the same one he had just put in his mouth
.

He desperately pounded on the leg, but couldn't muster any strength at the base. The fragrance of the stockings was several times stronger than before, making
his head spin. Suddenly, countless pairs of exquisite, snow-white legs and feet of varying sizes sprouted from the inner wall of the cabinet.
The stockings below flew up and
covered creating a bizarre scene before Kaka's eyes. Two long legs clad in fishnet stockings descended from above
, passing under Kaka's armpits and suspending him in mid-air.

This eerie cabinet had become an Iron Maiden. However, while ordinary Iron Maidens used spikes to pierce
the prisoner 's body and drain his blood, this Iron Maiden used countless pairs of beautiful feet to ravage Kaka's body
, squeezing out his bodily fluids. Kaka now had nowhere to escape, but his mind was already
distorted by the fragrance of the stockinged feet.

Only desire remained in his heart, and his penis had long since regained its erection. Two delicate little feet clad in children's socks
reached into his palms, and Kaka immediately grasped and played with them without any instruction. A white silk-stockinged foot
was inserted into his anus, its toes nimbly moving inside. Kaka wanted to scream but couldn't. The soles of
the black silk-stockinged feet tightly covered his mouth, while the toes skillfully burrowed into his nostrils
, sending aphrodisiac scents into his lungs. Kaka was almost suffocating. Two feet clad in five-toed cotton socks tightly pinched his
nipples.

Besides playing with the sensitive spots, the other silk-stockinged feet also rubbed and twisted on
every inch skin, gently tickling and pinching his flesh. Kaka's entire
body was covered by silk-stockinged feet, and his penis was gently rubbed up and down by the beautiful legs clad in purple silk stockings
. The unique pleasure created by the soft soles of her feet and the suppleness of the stockings brought her already engorged
penis to the brink of ejaculation again. As if understanding her penis's condition, the heel of her jade-like foot
pressed down hard on the base of his penis, causing more semen to gush out and be absorbed by the stockings. Even

after ejaculation, the penis didn't soften, and the foot on top didn't leave, only moving halfway to allow
another foot in red stockings to step on it.

Both feet clamped down on the still-erect penis and began to stroke it up and down, occasionally changing direction to rub it.
The penis throbbed again, and the semen was absorbed once more. But the silk-stockinged feet didn't let go of the penis; the toes of both feet
deftly gripped the glans and shaft, while another beautiful foot in flesh-colored stockings pinched the shaft.

The three feet twisted and rubbed the penis left and right, up and down, as if trying to wring it dry, causing it to tremble and
ejaculate . With less than a few tens of seconds between the three ejaculations, Kaka's body began to wither, and his consciousness gradually blurred.
The three feet also left his penis, but this did not mean that these beautiful legs that had been draining him would let him go. The three
feet that had left his penis intertwined with several other stockinged feet of different colors, revealing a
small hole the hole, like a black hole that swallowed everything, approached the nearly drained penis and cruelly swallowed it
.

At this moment, Kaka, who was almost unconscious from being drained, convulsed due to the intense pleasure in his lower body. The small
toes drilled into the urethral opening, the base of his penis was clamped by two feet, sometimes tight and sometimes loose, and the glans was also clamped but was still strangely rotating
on it . The glans was pressed by the soft big toes, and the shaft was stroked by the folds formed by the rows of toes.
The entire draining hole still had a strong suction force.

This intense pleasure immediately caused the penis to ejaculate its last drops of semen. This fatal ejaculation brought Kaka back to his senses
somewhat. His brain warned him that his life was being absorbed by this silk-stockinged, semen-squeezing hole, but it was too late.
Kaka 's strength was being drained away; he no longer had the strength to struggle. He could only feel his
life being gradually sucked away by this silk-stockinged iron virgin in terror. Deep within the pile of beautiful legs in the closet, a pair of small hands covered
Kaka's eyes, robbing him of his last glimmer of light. A familiar voice rang out in Kaka's final
moments .

"Game over." Kaka no longer had the energy to think about the source of the voice. As his lower body ejaculated
, the semen-squeezing hole continued its movement. Kaka's consciousness seemed to be sucked into the silk-stockinged hole as well. His body was so withered that
not a drop of moisture remained. His young life ceased to function within this silk-stockinged iron virgin.

Chapter Two

: As one hunt ended, another was already underway, and the prey was
slowly sinking into destruction within the soft and comfortable trap.

"Ah...ah...ah...woo...let go...I...umm...I can't...breathe...I'm going to be
...buried alive...umm...woowoowoo!"

In a single bedroom on the second floor, a bizarre and lewd scene unfolded: Bob
was struggling amidst a pile of basketball-sized female breasts, his clothes long gone, his body being gently squeezed by each breast.
He was almost buried under a sea of breasts, covered in white liquid, some even
spurting milk. Bob struggled desperately to stand up but had nowhere to grab onto; his hands and feet were completely submerged in this
ocean of breasts, sinking deeper and deeper. What was happening?

Rewind to a dozen minutes earlier. Bob, Paul, and several others went upstairs to rest. There were several
bedrooms upstairs. Paul, Kahn, and Pister were playing cards. Bill was getting dressed to find a bathroom to shower, while
Bob, exhausted, went to rest in a single bedroom. The room he entered
was furnished in a feminine style with nothing particularly special about it, except for the single bed in the center of the room.
It was a single bed because it only had one pillow, and its overall shape was
round footboard. Moreover, the bed was large enough for three or four people to lie down.

The sheets were flesh-pink with many strange, irregularly arranged patterns. Bob looked around and exclaimed,
"No wonder this is a rich person's house; even the single bed is so big. Let me enjoy it tonight." Because
he hadn't exercised much during the day, Bob was already very sleepy and lay down on the bed without even looking for a blanket.

As soon as he lay down, he felt his body sink into something soft and comfortable, and his drowsiness
grew stronger until he gradually drifted off to sleep. Not long after Bob fell asleep, a shadow appeared in the room and sneered
, "Hehe, sleeping so soundly, it seems you really find this bed comfortable. But… it can become even more
comfortable."

Immediately, the patterns on the bed began to swell, transforming into a series of snow-white, enormous breasts, their pink nipples
erect and surrounding the still-sleeping Bob. Then, several larger breasts, their nipples aimed at
Bob and sprayed copious amounts of milk, melting his clothes without damaging his skin. This milk seemed to have an aphrodisiac
effect; after seeping into Bob's skin, his bare penis began to rise, his body heated up, his face flushed, and his hands
involuntarily reached for the breasts beside him, rubbing them. Clearly, due to the aphrodisiac milk, Bob
was having a wet dream.

In his dream, he was entwined with the girl he had always secretly loved. In reality, however, his body
slowly sank into the cluster of breasts, especially his waist, which soon sank in, leaving only his erect penis exposed.

The surrounding breasts immediately rushed to envelop him, crowding him tightly. The soft
pressure on his penis caused Bob, even in his sleep, to writhe, and the slippery skin, soaked in milk, made him
sink even faster into this swamp of giant breasts. The breasts pressing against his penis increased their pressure,
rubbing their nipples against his glans. The hazy pleasure Bob felt made him, half-asleep and half-awake, believe he was still dreaming of
being breastfed by the girl he admired, and he quickly ejaculated.

His semen sprayed onto her breasts like a fountain, the white liquid—indistinguishable between milk and semen—
covering her breasts and Bob's body, the flesh and white intertwined in a scene that was both lewd and eerie.
Bob, who had been fast asleep, was gradually awakened by the caresses of her breasts, finally waking from his erotic dream after ejaculation
. However, his nightmare had only just begun. Upon waking, Bob was terrified by the sight before him and almost screamed,
but as soon as he opened his mouth, several breasts sprayed even thicker milk into it.

The paste-like milk shoved into his throat, choking him and rendering him speechless, forcing
him to swallow it involuntarily. He tried to stand up and escape, but in the pile of wet, soft breasts filled with milk, Bob
felt like was sinking into a swamp; the more he struggled, the deeper he sank. Most importantly, the pressure from the several breasts enveloping his penis only intensified
, and even after ejaculation, they continued to rub and knead it, making Bob feel so comfortable that he was completely weak and powerless.

Soon, Bob's entire body was buried in the breasts, with only his head showing. Every corner of his body was
gently squeezed by the soft, pudding-like breasts, and the strange pleasure of having his body used as a penis for breast sex made
Bob ejaculating, a
voice came from outside the door, "Bob, do you have a bathroom in your house?"

It was Bill, who was looking for a bathroom! Bob's spirits lifted at the sound of this; he knew this was his last
hope . He swallowed the thick milk that had accumulated in his mouth in one gulp, desperately mustering the last bit of strength in his body
to call out to Bill for help. But just as he was about to make a sound, a dark shadow suddenly flashed by,
and a small foot reached out and stomped hard on his mouth, silencing him. Bob's head was then pushed into
the swamp of breasts, and he was completely swallowed up.

After his head was swallowed, his body began to sink even faster. In this slippery tunnel of
breasts Bob couldn't grab onto anything. Moreover, he no longer had the strength to support
his weight. Countless breasts clung tightly to his body, the intense friction from gravity making Bob feel both
ecstatic and ecstatic.

The scent of the milk grew stronger and stronger. Finally, he landed in a space entirely composed of countless
breasts . Bob was dizzy and disoriented during the fall, and his
body had started to feel strange after swallowing the milk. A fire seemed to be burning inside him, his body filled with
desire , his lower body never softening from the start.

After falling, his lust had consumed his reason. "My body...it's so hot...it feels like...I'm going to...
I'm going to ejaculate!!" Bob's mind had collapsed. As soon as his body regained its freedom, he began to
frantically masturbate, his arms almost breaking from the effort, yet he still wouldn't stop.

"Ugh...it's so uncomfortable! Why can't I ejaculate?" His penis was swollen and red from being stroked, but he wasn't satisfied
with this level of stimulation. The pain of unfulfilled desire drove Bob to search for something to stimulate his penis.
Upon discovering the shape of this space, he showed no surprise or fear, immediately finding a pair of
breasts of the perfect size and position, clamping his penis between them and vigorously performing oral sex on himself.

The soft stimulation of the breasts made his penis even harder, but it felt like something
was , preventing him from ejaculating. Bob cried out in agony, tormented by desire, "Ahhh! Why can't I ejaculate?!
It hurts so much! Please, someone help me release this!! Anything is fine!!!" "You said it
!" A voice came from somewhere, and then a breast larger than his entire body appeared behind Bob.
The bright red nipples were pointed directly at his lower body.

Bob turned around and saw a hole in the nipple, like a tiny mouth drooling.
Without rushed over and inserted his penis, pressing his entire body against the breast.

After insertion, his penis was squeezed and rubbed by a cluster of warm, tiny bumps, as if countless tiny breasts
were caressing it, carefully rubbing every part from the glans to the tip. When it was fully inserted, Bob
felt a cool liquid flow from the urethra into his urethra.

This coolness sent a shiver through him, and his long-suppressed desire finally erupted. The
semen, blocked deep inside his penis, gushed out like a volcanic eruption. The tiny bumps inside the large nipple also responded
, intensifying the stimulation and constantly pushing the shaft towards the interior of the breast. After ejaculation,
Bob 's penis went soft but didn't pull out of the nipple. The penis inside the nipple clung tightly to him
, preventing it from leaving immediately, but Bob didn't have the strength to pull it out.

The ejaculation, lasting over five minutes, left Bob utterly exhausted
, collapsing wearily onto the enormous breasts.

He didn't realize that as he ejaculated, the space around him had shrunk, the
smaller breasts gradually merging together to form several larger ones ,

slowly enveloping him. They enveloped him, but Bob felt no discomfort. The soft sensation of being surrounded by them
made him feel incredibly safe, like being in his mother's arms. A pair of snow-white breasts
pressed against his face, and Bob instinctively took one nipple into his mouth, slowly suckling, like a baby drinking
its mother suckle, the nipple in Bob's mouth sprayed milk—
the same paste-like milk that had been poured into his mouth earlier, but this time Bob was actively drinking it.

After drinking the milk, Bob's penis hardened again, and the small granules inside the large nipples began to stimulate
him . Without even trying to hold back, he immediately ejaculated. The milk Bob drank was actually a
digestive fluid .

It aroused Bob's lust and converted all his organs into semen, which was then ejaculated from his penis.
Bob's consciousness grew increasingly blurred; the sucking motion in his mouth had long since ceased, and the nipple itself extended towards his throat,
continuing to spray venom. However, the last vestige of Bob's consciousness felt not fear, but peace—
the peace of slowly falling asleep in his mother's arms.

The milk flowed down his throat in gushes, while the semen gushed into his nipples in gushes.
Bob 's body shriveled up like a deflated balloon. His blood, muscles, internal organs, and even bones were being converted
into semen. But Bob felt no pain; his body gradually transformed into a human skin,
and his life slumbered in this sweet dream…

"How interesting, so… how do we play next?"

Chapter Three:

The hunt continues. Who will be the next target? When Bob was attacked, Bill was searching for
the bathroom and missed the chance to save him. What was he doing at that moment?

"Finally found it! This bathroom is quite big!" Bill finally
found the bathroom in a room on the second floor, some distance away. It was fully equipped with toiletries, and Bill happily took off his clothes and started showering. "Ah
—so comfortable!" A day's exercise had left Bill's body covered in sweat and grime, and the shower finally made his skin feel
refreshed.

"Hmm—hmm? There's a big bathtub over there? Perfect, I've been wanting to take a bath in a fish tank for ages." Because
his family wasn't very wealthy, Bill had never taken a bath in a bathtub before, and seeing this luxurious-looking
tub, he happily went over and filled it with water. Just as he was filling the tub, a pair of eyes
were watching him from outside the steam-covered window.

After Bill filled the tub with water, he noticed bath salts on the shelf next to him. He picked out a rose-
scented one and poured it in. The entire tub was filled with a rich rose fragrance. "Phew—this smells amazing!
Did I add too much? Oh well, I'll soak for a bit!" Bill stepped into the tub and slowly lay down,
immersing . Every inch of his skin felt incredibly comfortable. "So comfortable, soaking in the bath feels amazing,
my body feels like it's melting." "Not 'feels' like it's melting!" "Huh? Who is that?!
Why can't I move?!" Just as Bill was enjoying his soak and talking to himself, a clear voice
interrupted him. When he tried to look at the source of the voice, he found himself unable to move,
or rather, his body felt like it was stuck in a swamp. The bathwater had somehow become like a viscous substance, holding Bill
firmly in the tub. He struggled desperately, but to little avail.

"What's going on? Help! Someone help me?!" Bill cried out in panic, but the
bathroom was very soundproof, and the room where Paul and the other two were playing cards was far away, so his cries for help were completely
useless. At this moment, the bathwater, which had solidified like jelly, began to tremble as if it were boiling. "
What's going on? Let me go! Let me go!"

As the water trembled and boiled, it began to thicken, and Bill felt his body being
enveloped in the sticky substance. He struggled harder, and although he could move his body a little more, the thick slime
clung tightly to his body, making it impossible for him to even lift his hands. As the slime trembled, the originally clear rose-red
water began to deepen in color, gradually turning into a blood-red color, and Bill felt as if he were trapped in
a blood pool in hell.

Terrified, he trembled and struggled desperately. Finally, he managed to sit up, his hands gripping the bottom of the bathtub.
But the slime clung tightly to Bill, spreading towards his chest. Just as Bill tried to
stand up again, he suddenly felt the slime enveloping him begin to flow, like being licked by a tongue
, from his toes to his neck. The sensitive spots throbbed with fluid, a tingling sensation making
him weak.

Soaked in the slime, his penis began to harden with the flow. Being inexplicably aroused in this situation
made Bill feel ashamed. Once fully erect, the slime surrounding his penis began to swirl around him
, as if he were caught in a whirlpool, every part of his penis feeling the caress of the liquid. The pleasure made Bill
feel detached; he struggled with all his might to keep from collapsing again. The slime that had spread to his chest...
It began to rotate on his nipples, as if a tongue were licking and swirling around them. Bill, who had never even masturbated
, couldn't withstand this onslaught. His face contorted in a trembling grimace, he offered his first ejaculation to this
strange, blood-red viscous fluid.

As his penis released its first ejaculation, the surrounding fluid began to squeeze it forcefully, flowing erratically across the glans
. Although he couldn't see what was inside the fluid, Bill could imagine it
absorbing his semen like fish fighting for food. The blood-red viscous fluid, having absorbed the semen, began to swell and multiply, the fluid already
covering his chest about to spread to it.

"It's trying to suffocate me!" Thinking this, Bill wanted to scream in fear, but just as he opened
his mouth, a pair of hands covered it—a woman's hands, at least not made of viscous fluid. The swelling
fluid after spreading down Bill's neck, stopped spreading and gradually took on
the shape of a woman before his eyes. A voluptuous, naked woman said, "Shh... I like quiet when I'm eating, please don't make a sound, okay?"
"Ugh... Ugh... Ugh..."

Seductive sounds emanated from the woman-shaped slime, and Bill, terrified, shed tears. He
knew that "eating" meant devouring him. "Hmm? Why are you crying? Is it uncomfortable there? I
can make every inch of your skin feel incredibly comfortable!" After saying this, the slime woman left a piece of slime to seal
Bill's mouth, opened her mouth, and wrapped her arms around him. Bill felt the paste-like slime begin to solidify
like jelly. His completely exhausted body was held in place, his torso tightly wrapped
and constantly squeezed and trembled by these soft entities, feeling incredibly comfortable and safe. His expression gradually calmed down.

"Good boy! Then I'll continue." Bill, who had just calmed down, was
terrified again by the words the slime woman spoke in his ear and began to struggle desperately. However, his body had very limited room to move, and he could only shake his head, bumping into
the slime woman beside him. "Are you so full of

food that you can't even eat properly! Well, then I'll let you eat your fill!" Enraged, the slime woman ripped
the slime off Bill's mouth, grabbed his head, and kissed him forcefully with her tongue.
Before Bill could even process what had happened, she had already shoved her tongue into his mouth, stirring it around in his mouth. Because her tongue was
made of slime, it was very flexible, licking every corner of Bill's mouth and
curling it around his tongue.

Bill felt that his mouth was filled with a sweet, sticky taste, even better than the honey he had found before. He couldn't help but
swallow a mouthful of slime. This was exactly what the slime woman wanted. She took the opportunity to pour a large amount of slime into Bill's
stomach. Bill, who had just been enjoying the delicious treat, was quickly forced to drink until his eyes rolled back and a lot of it came out of his nose .
The slime that had been forced into his stomach was still churning and churning, causing him excruciating pain. He
couldn't . Finally, it all came out of his anus in one gulp, leaving him completely exhausted.

The slime woman released his mouth and held his head, saying, "How about that? Now you'll behave, right?" "Let...
let...me go..." Bill managed to utter a few words while lying on the slime woman's chest. The slime woman
smiled "Let you go? Fine? It's not convenient to eat in this bathtub that's so small."

With that, she used her slime to form a tentacle, lifted Bill up, and threw him hard to the ground. The intense pain
stimulated his weak body, and Bill managed to stand up with difficulty, only to be stunned by what he saw. The slime woman
gracefully left the bathtub, but the slime inside didn't decrease; instead, it rapidly multiplied, overflowing from the bathtub and growing larger
around , lurking like a man-eating monster. "Well then, now you can eat properly!"

The slime woman's words had barely left her lips when Bill frantically ran towards the bathroom door. Unfortunately, he couldn't outrun her.
With a wave of her hand, the slime around her surged forward like a flood, knocking Bill to the ground. She then hooked him
and pulled him back. "You think you can get away? Hehe! Ah… um…"

The slime woman placed Bill in front of her, gently stroking his face and pressing her body against
his . The soft, warm sensation returned. The slime woman's hands reached out from an unbelievable angle to Bill's penis,
smearing it with a blood-red liquid, as if trying to completely envelop it. The pleasure made his penis hard again.

The slime woman then inserted it into her own slime-filled lower body. His penis was constantly squeezed
and rubbed , and some of the slime even seeped into his urethra, invading his penis from the inside. The pleasure from the inside out was
unbearable, and his semen gushed out, being absorbed completely.

"Ha...ha...ha...have mercy on me!" Bill was completely powerless to resist after ejaculating,
and could only weakly beg for mercy. But the other party seemed not to hear him and continued the process of extracting semen. The slime woman on top of Bill
licked his earlobe, and the slime covering his penis continued to rotate and stimulate it. At this time, Bill did not notice that,
apart from the slime woman's own slime, the color of the large amount of slime around him began to turn transparent, gradually returning to
the color of the bathwater at the beginning.

This transparent liquid began to envelop the two of them (?), and the slime woman and Bill now seemed to
be making love in the water. But Bill did not feel suffocating, he only felt that his body was becoming a little sticky. "
Hahaha , so good! Your semen is so delicious, I want more, I want more!"

The slime woman rose and fell seductively on Bill's body, and the semen was sucked into her body in spurts. He felt
something was wrong with his body; his skin was becoming increasingly sticky, and his muscles were becoming as soft as dough. At that moment, the
slime woman whispered in his ear, "Hey, let me tell you a secret. This transparent slime
is different from my body. It's not very sticky, but it can digest your body." The gentle words
were like a bolt from the blue for Bill; his body was about to be digested!

He screamed in terror but no sound came out; the digestive juices instead poured into his stomach, accelerating digestion
. He tried to escape, but his weightless state, floating in the giant water sphere, offered no leverage. He tried to push
the slime woman away, but his arms could only pass through her slime; he couldn't move her an inch. "Hahaha! Useless. Just enjoy
watching your body melt away bit by bit. Don't worry, you won't die before your head melts,
so I'll eat it last. Let me enjoy your expression!"

Needless to say, Bill's expression was now "exquisitely"—despair, fear, pain, and
lust . His body, like a creamy popsicle soaking in water, melted into juices in the slime and was completely absorbed.
Sensation was gradually fading, yet the sensation in his lower body remained vivid. His penis was being
tormented , blood-red liquid, like tar, enveloped his glans and swirled
around it. The slime that had been pumped into his urethra had already flowed into his testicles.

She wanted to absorb all the semen before the digestive juices corroded it there. The flesh around his penis
had completely melted away, and the entire penis had detached from Bill's lower body. The slime woman's genitals slurped
down his penis. "This sausage is delicious. Now let me have my last dessert," the slime woman said seductively
, licking her fingers. Her so-called "dessert" was Bill's head. His body had melted away, leaving only
a skeleton, with only his intact head still strangely attached to the bones.

The slime woman moved her genitals to Bill's face. His expression had already collapsed; he only saw a mass of blood-red liquid
envelop his head, followed by the scent of roses that lingered in his mind, gradually consuming his
consciousness…

Chapter Four

A pool of digestive fluids seeped into the slime woman's genitals.
Apart nothing seemed amiss. A childish voice sounded from behind the slime woman, "That performance was pretty good. Are you full
?" The slime woman, who had been incredibly lewd just moments before, now knelt reverently in the direction of the voice, offering
a faint ball of light in her hands. "Thank you for your concern, Master. This is the child's soul." "Well done.
Go back and digest it properly. I still need to prepare for a few more games." "Yes, Master."
After saying body turned into water and flowed into the bathroom drain.

In the master bedroom on the second floor, Paul, Kahn, and Pister were still playing cards. Pister had already lost
several hands, his face covered in slips of paper. "My luck's too bad, I'm going to the bathroom and I'll try something different." "
Okay , but I won't lose." "Hmph! Just you wait!" With that, Pister left the master bedroom. In the hallway, he
felt a strange quiet. "Is Bill asleep after his shower? Come to think of it, doesn't Bob snore
really ?

How come... Ugh!" Just as he was wondering, Pister's thoughts were interrupted by a sharp pain in his stomach. Damn it! I
caught a chill from being caught in the rain outside! I remember the bathroom is on the first floor! Pister clutched his stomach and quickly went to the first-floor bathroom.
The bathroom wasn't particularly luxurious, but it was very clean and tidy. Pister sat on the toilet and had diarrhea for more than ten minutes
before he finished.

Just as he was squatting on the toilet, wisps of black mist slowly spread to his feet... After a while,
when he finished flushing and was about to stand up, he suddenly felt a cool sensation on his buttocks, as if someone had
rubbed his bottom. Pister was startled and looked back... There was nothing there. "What's going on? I scared myself
..." Just as he pulled up his pants and was about to leave...

He nearly fell over suddenly, and when he steadied himself, he saw that both his ankles had been
grabbed by hands that

seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. Pister tried to pry the hands off, but as he bent over, another pair of hands grabbed
his waist and pulled him back onto the toilet. Before Pister could even process what was happening,
four more hands appeared, one covering his mouth and the other holding his hands.

Only then did Pister realize he was surrounded by wisps of black mist, from which the hands were emerging.
Now, several more hands were reaching out from the mist in front of him. These hands were clearly women's hands—slender
and lustrous. Unusually, their skin was extremely white, like snow, clearly not
human skin, and their nails were a blood-red color, giving them an eerie, ghostly
appearance .

Just one hand was terrifying enough, but the sheer number of hands emerging from the mist in front of Pister
nearly . He struggled desperately, but the hands that gripped him, though seemingly slender, were incredibly strong, like iron clamps,
tightly gripping his limbs and waist, rendering him immobile. Pister could only watch helplessly as the group of
ghostly hands reached for him.

Those hands tore at his clothes piece by piece, and soon Pister was naked
. A pair of hands gently lifted and slowly grasped his exposed penis. Pister felt his genitals
enveloped by a cool, soft sensation. He couldn't help but groan. The other hands weren't idle either, slowly
caressing every inch of his skin. Each pair of hands was cool and soft, making Pister feel itchy yet
incredibly comfortable. His penis slowly hardened. The hands holding his penis began to slowly stroke it.

The up-and-down pleasure made Pister arch his back. He began to revel in the caresses of the ghostly hands, abandoning
his resistance and intending to wholeheartedly enjoy this pleasure. The hands that had been covering his mouth seemed to understand his thoughts, releasing
his mouth and placing them on his shoulders, kneading him as if giving him a massage. "Mmm, ha, so comfortable, yes,
right there!"

The pleasure of the full-body massage made Pister extremely enjoyable, making him forget that he was currently being held by strange hands
. His lower body was being stroked by those snow-white and soft jade hands. The strength of the grip on his penis varied, stimulating his
nerves. These hands joined together, clamping his entire penis between them, and began to rub it vigorously. Pister
couldn't bear this pleasure at all, and his glans quickly ejaculated, the semen being caught and
absorbed into the black mist by the other hands.

Pister was still immersed in the pleasure of ejaculation, but the moment his penis stopped ejaculating,
the massage movements of the jade hands that had been caressing his body began to become rough, pinching him painfully, and the hands on his penis
gripped it tightly as if they wanted to crush it. "Ah! Be gentle, it hurts! You... what are you doing?
Let me go!"

The intense pain made Pister struggle, but the hands holding his limbs not only didn't let go but also lifted him
up, dangling him in mid-air with his limbs spread wide.

"Put me down! Put me down... Ugh! Ugh!" Just as Pister cried out,
the two hands on his shoulders tightly gripped his neck, the force just enough to prevent him from making a sound without suffocating him, but he
still felt suffocated. Under the feeling of impending death, the penis being gripped swelled even more, and the two
hands gripping it twisted it like wringing a towel.

If those hands hadn't been so smooth and slightly wet from ejaculation, his penis would have been twisted long ago.
The penis was broken, and Pister was now writhing in agony, his eyes rolling back
in his head. Not only his penis, but his body was also bruised and battered from being squeezed by other hands. Each time he felt suffocating and about to faint, the hands on his neck would loosen slightly
, stimulating his nerves with the pain.

Several more hands reached in, stimulating his reddened glans with their fingers. Several fingers gently
wiped the glans clean, then slowly scraped the glans and urethra with their nails.
Two fingers even pried open the urethral opening, inserting a little finger and slowly probing inside.

His testicles weren't forgotten either, being played with like two walnuts by one hand, while several fingers were inserted into his
anus stirring inside. Pain and pleasure intertwined;
he didn't even have the power to faint. Pister's mind was a blur, his face purple, foaming at the mouth, his eyes rolling back.

His penis was now gushing semen like a broken faucet. Perhaps fearing Pistols would die too quickly,
the hands released his neck, and Pistols, breathing smoothly again, barely managed to catch his breath before
the two hands ripped his mouth open, forcing their fingers inside and clamping his tongue between them. Unable to speak,
Pistols could only weep and silently pray that this nightmare would end quickly. However, the ghostly hands that held him seemed
determined to drain him dry, continuing to ravage his body.

Their fingers forcefully pinched his sensitive spots, stimulating his anus while simultaneously slapping his buttocks until
they were red and swollen, yet the slapping didn't stop. The pain stimulated his body, causing his penis to become incredibly erect, and
streams of semen shot out, swallowed by the black mist. After more than ten minutes, the cruel hands finally ceased their torture. "Is...
it...over? Can...you...put me...down...? Waaah!"

The cessation of the torture on Pister by the jade hands did not signify the end of this game, but rather the beginning of another set of cruel tortures.
The two hands that were gripping his mouth were once again tightly covered, while the other hands gently stroked
the ticklish spots on his body, especially the soles of his feet, armpits, and neck. An indescribable itching sensation traveled from all parts of his
body to his brain, stimulating his already fragile nerves. His laughter was tightly stifled,
and his body twisted desperately, but the itching sensation did not diminish at all. The penis then extracted the semen in a different way.

One hand gripped the shaft and quickly stroked it up and down, while the other hand pressed the palm against the glans and rubbed it in a rotating motion. Meanwhile,
the entire hand was inserted into his anus, pressing on the prostate inside.

"Ugh! Waaah! Haha! Waaah! Waaah..." Under the continuous torture of itching, Pister's mind
had collapsed. His brain had lost the ability to think and could only feel the pain and pleasure of his body. The semen ejaculated from the penis
grew increasingly diluted, and the black mist absorbing it drew closer to Pister's body, slowly
enveloping him.

After the jade hand inserted into his anus pressed forcefully against his prostate, the last ejaculation shot from the penis. The black mist
absorbed the diluted semen, leaving Pister's penis completely drained. He was utterly
exhausted . The black mist surrounding him began to gather behind him, gradually forming a black hole.
The ghostly hands that gripped him began to drag him into the black hole. In Pister's last moments of consciousness, he only saw
a smiling girl before being swallowed by the darkness. After the sounds of chewing and swallowing echoed from the black hole,
everything vanished. The only evidence of Pister's existence was his clothes lying on the ground…

Chapter Five

At the same time as Pister's murder, Paul and Kahn were still playing cards and chatting.

"Strange, why isn't Pister back yet? Did he fall into the toilet?"

"He looked unwell earlier; he might be having trouble with his bowel movements."

"Really? I have some stomach medicine here, I'll take it to him!"

"Okay, be careful then."

With that, Kahn took the stomach medicine and left. Paul suddenly felt uneasy, a
sense of foreboding creeping into his heart. He called after Kahn, "Kahn, shall I come with you?"

"Huh? No need, I'm not a child, I don't need anyone to accompany me."

"Then… be careful."

"Alright, stop worrying, I'm going."

Kahn left the room. Paul felt uneasy, but also felt his worries were somewhat
unfounded , so he took out a book and started reading. Kahn took the medicine and headed towards the bathroom.
The distance from the bathroom to the master bedroom wasn't long, but along the way, Kahn felt as if many people were watching him, like
being called into the classroom by the teacher and being stared at by the other students—it made him extremely uncomfortable. He looked around
, but didn't see anything. So he shrugged and quickly walked towards the bathroom door. "Hey!
Pister ! Are you alright? I brought you some stomach medicine!"

No one answered him. So Kahn pushed the door open. "Pister! I'm coming in... Why is nobody here?" The bathroom
was empty. Kahn looked around, but there was no sign of Pister. He shouted, "Hey! Pister!
Where are you?" "I'm here!" Pister's voice came from outside. Kahn went out but still could n't see
him. Then Pister's voice came again.

"I'm upstairs, in the attic!" Kahn looked up and saw a door on the ceiling;
Pister 's voice was coming from inside. "What are you doing here? Come down!" "Come up and take a look,
there are lots of interesting things here!" As she spoke, the attic door opened automatically, and a ladder descended from inside.
Kahn felt a little strange, but didn't think much of it and climbed up the ladder. "What interesting things? What are you doing
?... Ouch!

" Just as Kahn reached the top of the ladder, it automatically retracted, pulling him into the attic and making
him dizzy. He slowly got up, surrounded by darkness, illuminated only by a dim light.

"Pister, where is he?" "Pister? That guy is gone!"
The voice coming from behind Kahn wasn't Pister's, but a woman's voice. He turned around and saw
a mature woman's beautiful face, long black hair, delicate features, and lips painted with sexy red
lipstick, her eyes filled with undisguised hunger. It was the face of a stunningly beautiful woman, but there
was only one face, or more accurately, only one head—a woman's head without a body—floating behind Kahn and speaking to him.
"A ghost!"

"Kahn screamed and took off running, but stopped after only a few steps because several other female heads, identical to the one
from the previous woman's head, surrounded him." "You...you...don't...don't come any closer!
" Kahn sat on the ground in terror, desperately pulling at the attic door, but it wouldn't budge.

His face flushed red, veins bulging, but to no avail. "Little guy, so cute, let your big sister kiss
you." Before Kahn could react, a female head flew in front of him and kissed him fiercely with hot lips.
Kahn then tried to push her away, but as she kissed him, her hair
clung tightly to his head like an octopus. Kahn couldn't pull it off.

The female head kissed Kahn lewdly, her mouth sucking hard on his lips as if trying to
swallow whole. Then her tongue deftly pried open Kahn's teeth and slipped into his mouth. Kahn felt
a sweet taste spreading through his mouth. Her tongue licked every inch of the inside of his mouth, then
intertwined with Kahn's tongue, finally wrapping around it and teasing his throat with its tip.
This intense kiss almost suffocated Kahn, and his mind began to turn pink.

Just as he was struggling against the woman's head that was kissing him, two more women's heads slipped into his loose
pajamas, sucking and licking his nipples. An electric-like pleasure stimulated his brain. Kahn
immediately trying to pull the two women's heads off, but as soon as Kahn touched them, they bit
his nipples with their teeth, causing Kahn to burst into tears. Moreover, the other women's heads around him became even more excited when they saw Kahn take off his shirt.

"Wow, little brother, you have a great body. Let the older sisters have a good taste!" Several more
female heads licked and caressed Kahn's body, sometimes scratching his armpits with their tongues, sometimes sucking his navel with their mouths,
his back and chest being licked like popsicles. Kahn felt incredibly comfortable but couldn't groan.
His resistance grew weaker and weaker. Just as he was about to sit down, two heads wrapped
their hair around his arms, lifting him up like a crucifix.

The two female heads floated down to his waist and pulled down his pants, revealing his thick, erect penis, throbbing with erection
. "Little brother's penis is so big! We sisters like you more and more!" "That's right! We sisters are going to have
a good taste!"

The two women's heads said, sticking out their scarlet tongues and licking the penis from left to right. The wet sensation traveled
over . The women's tongue skills were very skillful. Every inch
of dirt on the penis, from the glans and the tendons to the base, was licked clean. Even the testicles were taken care of. Kahn's entire penis was licked
until it was shiny . "Ugh, ah! Stop, mmm!" The woman's head that was kissing Kahn finally ended the suffocating
kiss, but before Kahn could beg for mercy, the woman's head began to lick his ear, sometimes sucking
on the earlobe and sometimes gently biting the earlobe. The tingling sensation made him so comfortable that he couldn't speak. "Then, let the sisters
taste your milk!"

the woman whispered in Kahn's ear. The two women licking his penis began to
act
throbbing penis couldn't withstand such teasing and ejaculated without hesitation.
The semen gushed out and was eagerly swallowed by the women. "Mmm, it's really delicious.
Now, you'll have to eat it with your mouth,"

the woman whispering in Kahn's ear said, moving her cherry-like lips to his penis. Kahn's
eyes were glazed. Although he knew the situation was dangerous and he needed to escape quickly, he was also incredibly excited about what was about to
happen . Just the licking was so pleasurable; how
amazing would oral sex be!

The woman took his penis into her mouth, gently sucking. Kahn felt his penis being
tightly enveloped by a warm, sticky sensation. Her mouth and throat pressed against the glans, her tongue curled around the shaft,
and her teeth gently bit the base. It felt as if his penis was melting in her mouth.

Pleasure overwhelmed Kahn's lower body. The woman looked at Kahn with satisfaction, then sucked hard, and a second
ejaculation immediately erupted. She gulped down the ejaculated semen. "Mmm...
so delicious...glug...ah...this taste is addictive!" "Good things should be shared!"

"That's right, we can't let you enjoy it all by yourself!" Before Kahn had finished ejaculating, several more women
floated down to his crotch to taste his penis. Several tongues intertwined on his penis, licking the remaining semen. His
penis, which had become sensitive after ejaculation, grew even larger under this stimulation. Kahn felt an electric-like pleasure stimulating
his brain. "Mmm...stop...I just came and...it's like this...Ugh! Ugh!" Before Kahn could finish
his plea , a long tongue burrowed into his mouth, writhing and violating his oral cavity.

"Little brother let your sister taste such a delicious cock, so as a reward, let your sister taste your sister's tongue
!" A sweet, candy-like taste spread through Kahn's mouth, intoxicating him. His
consciousness became hazy, so hazy that he didn't realize that while the tongue was writhing in his mouth, it was also slowly
penetrating his throat.

The bizarre lewd play continued. Kahn's body was almost completely filled with women's heads, every inch of his skin being
sucked by lips or licked by tongues. His penis was especially meticulously cared for, with his two testicles being teased in two separate
mouths . The glans was sucked forcefully by a cherry-like mouth as if trying to drain everything inside, while the shaft
was licked by two tongues intertwined. "Ah! Slurp, slurp, this is delicious! Little
brother I can't stop licking!"

"Hmm... little brother, does it feel good to be sucked by sister? If it does, give all your milk to sister,
and sister will make you feel like you're in heaven!" The women kept uttering lewd
words , but Kahn, whose eyes had become glazed, no longer knew what they were saying. He had
surrendered his reason to pleasure and was wholeheartedly enjoying the feeling. With a shudder, his semen gushed out like a volcanic eruption . The women ravaging his penis teased it even more, determined to squeeze out
all the semen inside . 　　At this moment, the tongue in Kahn's mouth had somehow slipped into his stomach, and before Kahn ejaculated...

He felt something being sucked away by that tongue. But the pleasure of ejaculation made him ignore this, and
this ejaculation lasted a full three minutes before stopping.

It only stopped after blood spurted from his penis, but not a drop of semen was wasted;
the women drank it all up, and the tongue that had burrowed into his stomach was pulled out. The women
released Kahn, who had now become a gaunt, white-haired old man. "Thank you for your
hospitality ! Your food is absolutely delicious!"

"But we sisters still haven't had enough! We want more!" "Eating little by little like this is too much trouble.
Let's all eat our fill together!"

"Great idea!" With that, all the female heads in front of Kahn began to intertwine and merge, eventually
forming a gigantic female head. Its mouth, almost big enough to swallow Kahn whole, licked its lips and
looked at him with the eyes of a predator eyeing food. Kahn, regaining some of his senses, was terrified and tried to escape, but
his body, drained of much of his life force by the tongue, was completely powerless; he couldn't even stand. Moreover, there was nowhere to escape in this
isolated place. The gigantic female head used its hair to pull him to its mouth.

"Hehe, little brother, still trying to escape? Be a good girl and let your sister eat you up! Sister will make you feel very comfortable." After saying that, she
stuck out her tongue and licked Kahn's body, making him all wet. Her huge tongue licked Kahn's
body, covering him with the woman's saliva, and teased his penis with the tip of her tongue. Kahn was helplessly hanging and controlled
, letting her play with him. His body was being licked by her supple tongue, and he didn't even have the strength to endure it. His semen immediately
spurted out, pouring onto the huge tongue. "You came after just a lick? You're so useless! The real show is just
beginning!" Then the woman rolled up his legs and put Kahn's lower body into her mouth.

Kahn felt as if he was sinking into a warm swamp, his lower body enveloped by a warm and wet sensation
. He put his hands on the woman's lips and tried desperately to get out, but his body kept sinking in little by little. The sensation of his body melting, soaked in
saliva, caused Kahn's still-sane mind to begin to
succumb. As the woman's mouth contracted, a suction force pulled Kahn completely inside. The warm saliva
nearly drowned him. The woman's tongue skillfully caressed his body, its thick coating rubbing against his
skin, the tip playing with his penis from incredible angles, sometimes rubbing up and down, sometimes pressing hard.

Kahn's body was being savored in the woman's mouth like candy, his penis
gushing semen like a broken faucet. His body grew weaker and weaker, his consciousness fading. Kahn
felt his body slowly melting in the woman's mouth like candy.

"Hmm! Drained of semen? Already dead. Luckily, I preserved his soul in time,
otherwise some lord would be angry. So, let's eat him then?" With a horrifying chewing sound, Kahn's dried-up
corpse turned into a pulp and was swallowed by the woman. Then her figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.

Chapter Six

The torrential rain outside gradually subsided, and the hunt inside was drawing to a close.

"Strange, the rain has stopped outside, why haven't Kahn and Pister returned yet?" Paul,
bored read a book while waiting for the two to return, but after a long time, there was still no news, and Paul began to complain.

"I felt something was off earlier, I should go look for them!" Feeling worried, Paul decided to go out
to look for the others. Just as he stepped out, a cold laugh came from behind him. "Who?" Paul
turned around with a start, but there was nothing there. Feeling a little scared, he quickened his pace to look for the two, but
when he reached the bathroom, there was nothing there either.

"Kahn! Pister! Where are you?" Paul's heart began to panic, and he shouted loudly for
the two , but no one answered him. "Calm down, let's find the others first, then we'll go find them together," Paul took a deep breath to calm
himself down and ran to Bob's bedroom. "Bob! Wake up! Kahn and Pister, those two
... Bob! Bob! Where are you?" Paul ran to Bob's bedroom, but there was nothing there... Paul's
heart pounded with panic. He frantically ran around the house searching for his companions. "Hey! Hey! Kaka! Bill
! Where are you? Where are you?"

He ran upstairs and downstairs, searching every room, but there was no one in sight. Paul desperately shouted in
the living room , "Is anyone there! Everyone! Where have you all gone!" He shouted again and again until his voice was almost
hoarse, but no one answered him. Paul knelt weakly on the ground, panting. Just as his mind was in a daze
, a childish voice came from in front of him, "Big brother, will you play with me?

" Paul looked up and saw a little girl of about seven or eight sitting on the cabinet in front of him. She was wearing a bright red
dress, her white legs revealing cute little feet, and her long, beautiful black hair reached her waist. Her round
face was supported by her hands under her chin. She looked like an adorable little girl, but her bright eyes
didn't give off an innocent and cute feeling; instead, they held a seductive and wanton quality that didn't match her age. "Big brother, will you
play with me for a while?" "

Who...who are you! Did you kill all my classmates?" "Does that matter? Come play with
me —I'll make you very happy, big brother!"

The little girl's tone was childish but had a lewd feel to it, making Paul feel a chill down his spine. He
was terrified but couldn't abandon his friends, so he mustered his courage and
yelled at the little girl in front of him, "Stop talking nonsense, where are they? Who are you?!"

"Um, big brother, don't be so fierce, I'm so scared. Since you want to know these two questions so much,
then play a game with me, and I'll tell you after the game!" "Why should I listen to you?"

"Big brother, you're so bad!" The little girl in front of Paul's face suddenly turned cold. As soon as
she uttered the word "bad," her hair immediately grew wildly and flew towards Paul like a blade. Paul closed his eyes in fright
but felt nothing. When he opened his eyes, he was naked, with pieces of clothing scattered all over the ground,
and the little girl was floating in the air, looking at his body with lewd eyes.

"Hmm, big brother, do you think you have the right to bargain with them? Hmm?" "You... what do you
want ?" Forced by the situation, Paul had no choice but to agree reluctantly. "That's more like it! Hmm... there's one on the first floor..."
There's a door leading to the basement, and I've already unlocked it.

You just need to walk to the end of that basement, but along the way, someone will
keep doing fun things until you reach the end. Don't worry, though, I won't hinder your limbs,
and there won't be any obstacles on the way to the dungeon. How about it? "...Will you
release my friend after I reach the end?" "Of course, games have to be fair." "Alright then! Let's begin... begin
... ahhh!" Before Paul could even finish saying "

but," the little girl floated up behind him and hugged him, her hands
caressing his chest and occasionally pinching his nipples. Her legs wrapped around his waist, her two small, white
feet rubbing against Paul's penis. His previously limp penis instantly became erect with the stimulation
. Paul instinctively tried to pull the little girl away but found nothing.

"Hehe, you're already hard at the very beginning. Big brother is so useless! Let me remind you, in this game,
I can touch big brother, but big brother can't touch me. If you want me to stop, hurry up and reach the finish line
! Hehe!" "You… okay… alright!"

Paul took a deep breath and started walking towards the basement. After speaking, the little girl began licking Paul's
earlobe and gently rubbing the sole of her foot against his glans, making Paul stagger. But
the little girl on his back was completely unaffected, still intently playing with Paul's body. Her delicate little tongue
diligently licked Paul's ear. Soft little hands gently caressed his chest, occasionally pinching his
nipples lightly.

Her adorable little feet teased his penis more and more frequently, until it was fully erect, then she gently squeezed her legs
together and began footjob. The little girl's footjob technique was superb; she first gently rubbed the shaft with the soles of her feet, then
gradually increased the pressure and speed, stroking it up and down, occasionally gently scraping the glans with her toes. Soon, clear pre-ejaculate flowed from
the glans . "Wow! Big brother, your penis is wet! Are my little feet
that comfortable?"

"No...no...no..." Pleasure surged through Paul's brain like an electric current; he felt his
legs begin to weaken, his body telling him to sit down and enjoy the feeling. But his reason told him he
couldn't stop.

Paul took a deep breath and continued step by step towards the basement. "Hmm—really? Then I'll use a method
that will make big brother feel comfortable!" "You... ahh... um... wait... wait... wait a minute
... ahhh!

" The little girl's feet began to intensify their attack on the penis. One foot pinched the head of the penis with her toes and
twisted it , while the other foot pressed the sole of her foot against the glans and rubbed it incessantly. The little girl's upper body
crawled under Paul's armpit from an incredible angle, sucking on one of his nipples with her little mouth, while her hands reached down to his genitals to play with his testicles
in conjunction with footjob.

Under this attack, the penis immediately surrendered. Semen spurted out and covered the little girl
's hands. "Big brother, are you good enough? You only took a few steps and didn't even reach the door before you ejaculated, but it tastes
pretty good." The little girl carefully tasted the semen on her hands and teased Paul with a disdainful tone, while Paul
almost couldn't stand after ejaculating and had to hold onto the wall to avoid falling. "No...no problem...I can...keep going..."

"Is that so? Then let's continue!" Paul tapped his head to regain his senses and started walking quickly forward
. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold on if he was too slow; he had to finish quickly. But that little girl
wouldn't let Paul continue so easily. She climbed onto his penis, straddling him in a 69 position.
Her legs hooked around Paul's neck, and her hairless vulva was unabashedly exposed before his
eyes. The girl's hands gripped his wet penis, and she said with a grin, "See my little buns?
Don't they smell good? Big brother, do you want to try some?"

"I...I didn't smell anything!" The faint fragrance emanating from the little girl's vulva stimulated Paul's
senses. He didn't know how long his rationality could last, but all he could do was walk quickly towards
the end to finish everything. "Hmm? Can't you see? Then I'll let you smell it more clearly." With that, the girl hooked her legs
together, her smooth, hairless vulva instantly blocking Paul's nose and mouth. A candy-like fragrance filled
his nostrils, and a few drops of sweet, sticky vaginal fluid splashed into his mouth.

He tried to pull the girl's buttocks apart but couldn't touch anything. Every breath he took was filled with this strange
aroma, his mind starting to blur. Thankfully, he didn't stop and finally reached the basement door. "Hmm,
big brother is amazing for holding on like that! Well then, I'll try my best too!" "..."

With his mouth sealed, Paul couldn't and didn't want to respond to the girl's words. He forcefully held his breath, refusing to inhale that
alluring fragrance. The moist, soft feeling on his lips made him clench his teeth. He felt that if
he relaxed even slightly, he would stick his tongue out and insert it into that beautiful, tender vulva.

He opened the door effortlessly. The spiral staircase wound its way down into the seemingly bottomless basement, as if leading straight to hell. But
Paul had no time to hesitate, holding onto the handrail and descending step by step. But then the girl began a new
offensive .

"How is it? Now you can smell it clearly, right? Now taste what it tastes like!" The little girl
began to twist her hips, and the flesh of her vagina, which was blocking his mouth, seemed to come alive as it forced its way through Paul's lips.
Paul felt something soft and supple squeeze into his mouth. He desperately clenched his teeth to protect the last
line of , but unexpectedly, the little girl stuck out her tongue and licked his penis. The cool sensation made him
involuntarily open his mouth and inhale, but what he inhaled was the thick, erotic scent of her vagina. A suction force then
pulled his tongue into her vagina.

Paul's legs went weak, and he almost sat down on the steps. He grabbed the handrail and struggled to his feet to continue walking down. He felt
a strange liquid being poured into his mouth, sweet and sticky, but his tongue felt like it was about to be torn off. The moment his
tongue was sucked into the girl's vagina, countless fleshy muscles gripped his tongue, pulling it forcefully inward and causing
it to churn uncontrollably inside. The girl laughed and said, "Big brother is eating my penis, so
I want to eat big brother's penis too!" She then lifted the erect penis and stroked it with her hand. "Hmm—it
's so big! I tasted it earlier and it tasted pretty good. Now I'm going to savor it properly!"

The girl's pink tongue licked from the base of his penis upwards to the glans, then gently
probed the urethral opening with the tip of her tongue before swallowing the entire penis. Her small mouth was bulging from Paul's penis
. Paul felt his penis and tongue being sucked and pulled simultaneously, a painful mix of pleasure and pain that made him
unable to stand.

His remaining sanity told him he couldn't stop, and he used the handrail to support himself and continue walking.
But he swallowed more and more of her fluids. His penis became even more vulnerable in the girl's mouth,
covered in her sticky saliva, her small mouth tightly enveloping it,
the vacuum-like suction in her throat making Paul arch his back comfortably. "I want... to... keep going... I
want... to... keep going..."

His brain, on the verge of succumbing to the onslaught of pleasure, kept repeating these six words, holding onto his last
line . But as the girl's oral sex became more intense, his penis began to tremble. The girl's mouth,
without reducing its suction, began rapidly swallowing and releasing the penis, causing
a tearing pain whenever the shaft touched her mouth.

Just as the steps were about to end, the girl thrust her middle finger deep into Paul's anus. The penis could
no longer hold on, and semen gushed out, filling the girl's throat. "Cough cough, glug glug, mmm, so delicious, huh?
Hey hey hey! Be careful!" Just as Paul ejaculated, his limbs completely lost their strength, and
he rolled down the steps, not hurting the girl but startling her.

At this moment, Paul lay on the ground, panting heavily due to exhaustion and pain. The little girl turned around and lay on his
chest, saying, "Hmm? Hey, are you not dead? Are you too tired? Okay, since your semen tastes so good, I'll
reward you and let you rest for a while!" Paul finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He relaxed his body for a few minutes, then stood up and stretched his muscles. Looking ahead, he saw
a long corridor, its end barely visible in the dim light. This gave Paul the courage to
continue. "Hmm? Have you rested enough? Won't you rest a little longer?" "Hmph! Keep going... Ahh! Gently
... Gently!"

As Paul prepared to move forward, the girl's offensive began immediately. Her legs wrapped around his waist, her hands
tightly gripping his back, while she gently bit his nipples, rubbing her peach-like buttocks against Paul's
groin. His limp penis became erect again in a few breaths, her delicate, tender vagina
clinging to it like a tiny suction cup, her smooth labia rubbing back and forth against it.

Even without penetration, Paul felt an intense pleasure, his glans already oozing clear fluid.
Paul gritted his teeth and continued forward. But the friction of her labia against his penis quickened, and with a burst of intense friction,
his penis was sucked into the girl's vagina with a "plop."

"Wow... Ahhh!" The penis, already nearing orgasm from stimulation, ejaculated without even a moment's
resistance . Unlike the sensation of the tongue penetrating the vagina earlier, the penetration of the penis felt
much deeper, hitting the cervix in one go. The inside felt wet and tight, the layers of folds
caressing every part of the penis as if they had their own consciousness. The cervix, which had been reached, enveloped the glans
like constantly chewing on it. Paul ejaculated before he could fully experience these pleasures
. The exhaustion from ejaculation and the stimulation of pleasure made him unable to support his body any longer, and he knelt on the ground.

"Hmm? Big brother, why are you kneeling down when it's only just begun? But I've already given you time to rest.
I won't stop until you reach the end!" As she spoke, the girl began to twist her waist up and down, her penis thrusting
in and out of the tender vagina like a pile driver. She was determined to squeeze out every last drop of semen from the penis. The girl's
vibrant vagina writhed, playing with the penis even more frequently. Her sensitive flesh gripped the shaft tightly,
and the semen mixed with her vaginal fluids made the thrusting incredibly smooth. The girl's body wasn't idle either.

One hand stroked Paul's back, the other gently pinched his nipple, while her mouth sucked on his
other nipple. "So good, if only it could stay like this forever!"
This thought echoed deep within Paul's mind, growing clearer and clearer. Just as his vision began to blur, Paul, with
a sudden surge of strength, slapped himself hard.

"I have to get everyone out of here, I can't give up." This belief reignited within Paul, giving
him the strength to continue. However, under such intense pleasure, standing up was impossible, so
Paul used his limbs to support his body, slowly crawling forward. "Hehe, big brother is
like , but we're getting closer to the finish line, so I can't hold back anymore. Haha."

As she spoke, the girl began to sway her hips faster, occasionally twisting her buttocks from
side to side, stirring the penis inside her vagina. Her cervix was fully open, swallowing the glans and biting the inner tendons. Inside the uterus were
many slender tentacles, skillfully prying open the urethral opening and thrusting in and out. The same intense pleasure and pain
came from the penis. Paul was about to scream when the girl's small lips had already gently kissed his
mouth pink tongue penetrated deep into Paul's mouth, fiercely intertwining and exchanging saliva. The intense French kiss made Paul's
mind go blank, but his spirit still firmly controlled his limbs to continue crawling forward.

Unfortunately, the ravaged penis had completely slipped out of his control, ejaculating again within seconds
. Stimulated by the tentacles inside the girl's uterus, the ejaculation was unstoppable,
spraying semen like a running tap. The tentacles inside the uterus acted like tiny straws, absorbing the white fluid.
Because of the sheer volume, semen gradually seeped from the girl's labia.

Paul's mind was blank, but his movements didn't stop. His unwavering belief drove him
to continue crawling forward instinctively, even in his defiled state. Finally, as the ejaculation ceased, Paul's
head slammed against the wall at the far end of the basement. He had reached his destination.

"Ha...ha...ha...I...I...won...released...my...companion."

Having finally won this lewd game, Paul could finally stop. With his mind relaxed,
physical exhaustion overwhelmed him, and he lay on the cold floor like a rag doll. The girl left his body the moment he reached
the finish line and watched him from the sidelines. Strangely, the girl's eyes didn't show any sign of losing the game.
Paul's frustration was masked by a mischievous slyness.

"Big brother, you're amazing! Not many people can complete this game. It
seems choosing you was the right decision!" "Stop...stop talking nonsense! Give me my...companion!"

"Oh—okay, okay, okay, big brother, what's the rush? You won the game, so of course
I'll grant your request!" With that, the girl waved her hands in the air, and several items fell from the sky: the corpses of
the others —Kaka's mummified body, Bob's skin, Bill's skeleton, Pister's clothes, and Kahn's
gruesome remains.

Paul froze, a panic creeping over him. He roared at the girl, "Are you
kidding me ! What are these?!"

"I'm not kidding you. These are your companions. You didn't say whether you wanted them
alive or dead!"

"Wh...what...you..." Paul looked closely. The other corpses were
unrecognizable , but he could still recognize Pistol's clothes. At this moment, Paul's heart turned ice-cold
, as if it were about to freeze to pieces. The girl, on the other hand, gloated and talked to herself,

"Big brother, I kept my word. Now I've returned your companion to you, so
I'll tell you my story. Actually, I'm nothing special. I was just
the mistress of this house. Few men come to play in this forest, so I was very lonely. Then one day,
while I was masturbating, I got too carried away and accidentally killed myself. As a result, I couldn't go to heaven and could only stay
in this house. But later, Lord Lucifer from Hell made a deal with me. He lent me power and a way
to get from the second level of Hell—Lust." The demon servants obtained a thousand
human souls for him, souls lost to pleasure. If he collected enough, he could become the head of the Lust Prison and enjoy endless pleasure.
So, I've already sent the souls of your friends to hell. But don't be afraid,
there are very few people in this forest. If I sent all your souls to hell, I'd have to wait a long time to play
. So, I won't kill you until the next wave arrives. You have to keep
playing with me... Hmm? Big brother! Are you listening to me?"

Paul wasn't listening to the girl. His mind was a mess. If he hadn't recommended his classmates
come to this forest for a vacation... if he hadn't suggested taking shelter in this house after the rain
... if he had reminded everyone when he sensed something was wrong... then they wouldn't be dead.
It was all his fault. Paul was deeply consumed by self-reproach. Only after the girl's reminder did he regain
his senses .

"Oh, right, there's one more thing. Did you hear a scream when you entered this room?
That was the last person from the previous group who came here to play games with us. As soon as you came in, we killed him!
Because we smelled something even more delicious—that's you! Big brother, you have to
play with us forever and ever—hehe!" "You...you...I'll fight you to the death!

" After the girl revealed the truth, Paul could already imagine his fate. Despairing, he turned
his self-blame into rage and rammed his head into the girl. Even if he couldn't hurt her, he could at least kill her with a painful headbutt. But something
strange happened. Paul's head passed through the girl's body and crashed into the wall. But Paul
felt that he had hit something soft and squishy. He looked closely and saw that the white walls around the basement
were turning blood red and their shape was fluctuating and becoming soft, as if he were inside the internal organs of a creature.

"Big brother, let me tell you one last thing. This basement was originally where I buried my body, so
you're essentially inside my body. I can make you die if I want, and I can keep you alive no matter what I do to you
!"

Hearing this, Paul's anger, self-blame, and courage vanished, leaving only fear.
He scrambled to escape, but tripped after only a few steps. The entire basement, including the floor,
transformed into a bizarre, fleshy space. Several grotesque women covered in slime and with sexy figures emerged from the fleshy walls,
pouncing on Paul like wild beasts and grabbing him tightly.

"What are you doing? Let me go! Let me go! Ah!!!" Just as Paul struggled,
a tearing pain shot through his spine. It turned out that while the succubi were grabbing Paul, another succubus appeared on the fleshy walls,
moaning as she spread her legs and inserted her fingers into her genitals to masturbate, splattering her fluids
everywhere .

Amidst the succubus's lewd cries, large tentacles resembling scorpion tails extended from between her legs,
piercing into Paul's spine and injecting an unknown liquid.

"Ah...uh...oh...it hurts! It's so hot! Help...help me...ah!" Paul felt as if boiling water was being poured into his
spine. Then, with the infusion of the venom, he felt his blood become as
hot as magma. His limbs were no longer under his control, but his body's sensitivity seemed amplified many times over.
The mere restraint the succubi exerted on his limbs created pleasure.

Strangely, the intense pain and pleasure intertwined, enough to make a normal person faint even without going insane.
But Paul's consciousness remained perfectly clear; he could feel every inch of his skin. His brain
felt like a rigid steel wire. But for Paul at this moment, fainting would be the most blissful relief, yet
it had become an unattainable luxury.

"Big brother, how does it feel? These ladies are
succubi from the Hell of Lust, sent to me by Lord Lucifer. They've judged countless souls here. And the venom they injected you with is a special
venom for sinners who have fallen into the Hell of Lust. This venom keeps you in a state of arousal, increases your
sensitivity, and provides nourishment for your body and soul. That way, we can keep you and these ladies here with you
forever . Hahaha—"

The girl laughed lewdly, while Paul was already too to speak from the venom's torment. He
didn't even have the right to die; he was completely at the mercy of the succubi. The scorpion tail embedded in his spinal cord had become one with his body
and was raised. The succubi began skillfully manipulating his body. One succubus was on each of Paul's hands and feet.
A red-haired, white-skinned banshee held Paul's left arm, caressing her
breasts with his left hand and rubbing her vulva against his arm.

Conversely, a black banshee, holding Paul's right arm, used her breasts to clamp his arm, inserting his
fingers into her vagina and splashing juices everywhere. Twin banshees, symmetrically
holding Paul's legs, rubbed his calves between their breasts, rubbed his thighs against his vulva, and licked
or sucked his feet as if they were delicacies.

Besides his limbs, other parts of Paul's body were also being played with; some licked his navel, some
pinched his breasts hard with their toes, rubbed his back with their breasts, and others sucked on his armpits.

What drove Paul to the brink of ecstasy was that one of the succubi parted his buttocks and gently licked his
anus before inserting her tongue inside, while another succubus held his head tightly and kissed him violently,
her tongue reaching down his esophagus. The two succubi's tongues finally met and
intertwined Their sensual, viscous bodies overwhelmed Paul, treating his body like a sex organ, indiscriminately
violating him. At this moment, Paul's penis, due to the aphrodisiac, had become larger than an adult's, resembling an infant's
arm .

The remaining succubi stared at it with the eyes of prey, taking turns sucking on
the egg- sized glans, testicles, and enormous shaft. The penis, being thoroughly serviced, mercilessly sprayed
its semen, which, as if alive, all floated to the little girl nearby.

"Big brother's semen, let me taste it again... Mmm—it's so delicious, I'll never get tired of it.
Then I'll have some too!" With that, the girl floated to Paul's crotch, spreading her legs. Her vagina, like a mouth, automatically
opened and effortlessly swallowed the enormous penis. The succubi, though having lost
their target , didn't stop, continuing to play with the girl's body and lick the connection between her vagina and Paul's penis
. "Sisters, you're so naughty, you're making me so itchy! If this continues, I won't be able to control myself! Ah,
it feels !"

The girl's body was filled with pleasure from the succubi, her vagina, swallowing and spitting out the penis, undergoing countless changes. The folds inside her vagina,
like tiny hands, gripped every inch of the penis's skin, beginning to move wildly and irregularly, stimulating it from different
directions, sometimes as if trying to crush it, sometimes as if trying to tear it apart. The glans, already
gripped suffered even more. Tentacles inside the uterus stretched the urethral opening wide, and several small fleshy tubes burrowed inside, squeezing out
the semen completely.

"Haha, so good! Big brother's penis feels so good against me, and the sisters' tongues
feel ! I'm so happy! Mmm...mmm...mmm...Big brother shot again! Big brother's semen tastes so good
! I want more! I want more! Ahahaha! Ahahahaha!"

Amid the girl's lewd laughter, Paul continued to ejaculate, the sensations of his body clearly imprinted in his
brain . Because of the venom, he said his nerves wouldn't go haywire, and his body wouldn't fail.

This lewd torture would continue until the next batch of victims arrived at this small house… On this
beautiful day, the wind howled, and wild beasts roared. A small house deep in the forest quietly awaited its
prey , offering them the most exquisite hell.

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