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"Come on, baby, give me your milk," the porn star goddess said. Her cheeks flushed and she closed her eyes and sighed.
The pulses in her enormous boob grew longer and stronger. With each throb Trent felt a powerful suction centered on his cock. Soft pillows of moist tissue rubbed up against him in an intimate massage. The breast expanded and he felt it all the way down his shaft and right within his trembling balls. He felt weird inside—molten and squishy.
"Oh yes, baby."
Saccopharyna cupped a breast in her hand and gave an orgasmic moan.
Her boob squeezed slow. Trent felt the pressure all down his shaft and right up throughout the rest of his body. The boob expanded. The squeezing became a suction tugging at his cock, his balls... him. Trent groaned, his hips pressed up and his body contorted as he emptied a thick spout of cum into the smothering tissue packed around him. He'd never felt a release as intense as this before. Like he was not just emptying his balls but... the whole of him?
Saccopharyna closed her eyes and sighed in ecstasy. Trent's head was drawn down and her fleshy lips closed over his face. Mewling with delight, Saccopharyna rocked back and forth on top of the enormous fleshy breast that formed the bottom half of her body. The soft flesh pulsed with regular rhythms. Within it, Trent was gripped in a fleshy embrace that squeezed him, pumped him, all the while coaxing more and more semen from his body. The simple release of pleasure grew and grew, becoming a torrent that ripped his mind and soul from their moorings. Saccopharyna milked him with steady pulsations of her fleshy boob. Her tissues absorbed the ejaculate pouring from Trent's dwindling body and—through some diabolic process—transduced it into something else. She milked Trent until her enormous lower breast swelled up—bloated, gravid.
"She's ready," Chauli said to Lophi.
As one the succubi took flight from the platform. At the same time Saccopharyna gave an ecstatic cry of release. Her monstrous lower breast tensed. A jet of red liquid tinged with gold gushed from the enormous nipple at the centre of the pulsing globe. Whooping and crying with excitement, the succubi wheeled down through the crimson shower. The first droplets hit the demons below and a great rapturous roar went up. Saccopharyna sprayed more fluids onto the debauched host, whipping them up into a fever pitch of excitement and inciting them into ever more perverse acts of depravity. Wrapped snugly within the soft tissue of Saccopharyna's enormous breast, Trent heard nothing as the demon slowly milked the life and soul from his body and sprayed it out onto the vile celebration below.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 3 years ago"I never though I would be snusnu-ed to death!" sobs man who sided with the Death By Snu-snu Demons.
Deeply enjoyable read.
Anonymousalmost 6 years agoApparently poor (NOT!) Trent never learned what happens to those who are Rewarded as a Traitor Deserves; it doesn't tend to end well for those being "rewarded.". Not that he had much of a choice, but he's worse than some of your other protagonists, in that he sells out others as well...
Anonymousalmost 9 years agoYou should write a story about what happened to osbourne. That would be hot
Kingmaker711almost 11 years agoThe lone, gigantic breast reminded me of something out of an H.R. Giger painting and the finale with his blood everywhere and the succubi swooping underneath the red showers gave me flashbacks to the opening scene of Blade.
Really enjoyed it. Even though the main character always dies in these stories, I don't care, it's the journey that counts, and that's where the most variety is in terms of storytelling and writing, not the end.
Keep up the good work, love your writing!
SecondCirclealmost 11 years agoNow normally, the over the top sort of horror isn't appealing to me in terms of stories. This however was a blast to read. It was like a Rob Zombie retro hell pipedream. The backstory was a bit fantastical for me in the beginning, but your writing skills are superb enough to entice a reader to continue. And as I did, I found a vividly gruesome and erotic dimension that I was completely enthralled by.
I saw nothing wrong with the plotline that followed the "traitor." I liked how you repeated the line that he didn't look behind. And in the world of succubi, it doesn't really matter that the outcome wouldn't have been different no matter what he chose. That's the allure of the succubi. They welcome you with overbearing sexuality and promise of pleasure, and it only ends with orgasmic death. You captured that subliminally as a whole, or theme, in this story. The traitor kept clinging to that promise of reward and sex, though even he truly knew they would suck him dry. So well done with that
Woe be the day you quit writing Hydra. So don't. And do as you will, don't feel the need to write sequels for sequels unless its what you want. You've proven here that you can write similar but fresh ideas into masterpieces.
