She zipped down his trousers without hesitation, her fingers working the fabric open with urgent, almost frantic speed.
His full length sprang free the moment the last barrier gave way: thick, heavy, and rock-hard, the swollen head already glistening and leaking thick beads of pre-cum that dripped down the veined shaft in slow, needy trails.
She stared at it for just a moment, eyes widening with genuine, hungry appreciation at the sheer size and heat of her other self's cock, before she positioned herself above him, knees straddling his thighs.
Without any further preamble she impaled herself on his erection in one smooth, deliberate drop.
Her already-wet folds parted greedily and swallowed him whole, the tight, virgin heat of her cunt engulfing every thick inch until her ass met his lap with a wet, filthy slap.
She gasped sharply at the massive size of him stretching her open, her inner walls clenching and spasming violently around his girth as they were forced to adjust to the sudden, overwhelming fullness.
Her hymen had already been broken: torn open by her other male self, the original body, no less.
The pain was sharp and immediate, a burning tear that ripped through her core, but it was drowned out almost instantly by the crashing waves of pleasure that followed. Raw, electric sensation flooded her senses as she began to move.
She moaned loudly and mounted him crazily, bouncing on his cock with wild, unrestrained abandon despite her freshly broken virgin cunt still fluttering and twitching around the thick intrusion.
Each downward thrust drove him deeper inside her, the heavy head of his cock punching against her cervix, filling her completely and stretching her in ways she had never been stretched before.
Thick juices and residual blood from her torn hymen coated his shaft, making every wet slap of her ass against his thighs louder and more obscene.
"Harder, my other self! I want you to cum inside me! Breed me with your child! I want our child to be a daughter!"
"Fuck…!" Chad groaned, both hands clamping hard onto her hips, fingers digging into the soft flesh hard as she rode him with frantic, desperate energy.
"You're a crazy woman, you know that? If you're this loud, Arisu is going to wake up and hear everything."
He pressed one hand firmly against her waist and thrust upward harder, meeting her downward movements with powerful strokes that forced another choked moan from her throat.
She threw her head backward, long green hair cascading like a waterfall over her arched spine and bouncing breasts.
She rode him faster and faster, her body moving on pure instinct, hips rolling and slamming down with increasing force as she chased the release that was building rapidly inside her: tight walls fluttering and squeezing, the wet, rhythmic squelch of her cunt taking every brutal inch filling the elegant apartment.
"Then let her join us," Eto giggled, her voice breathless, wicked, and dripping with dark amusement. "She's a smart girl. She'll figure out the dynamics eventually. Besides, she should know what her new prince charming enjoys."
Chad didn't hold back any longer.
With a deep, guttural groan that tore from his throat, he buried himself to the hilt, hips slamming flush against hers and came hard, thick ropes of hot seed pumping relentlessly deep into her waiting womb.
Pulse after heavy pulse flooded her, the force of his release so intense that her belly fluttered with every jet.
The sensation of his cock throbbing and flooding her triggered her own climax instantly.
Her eyes rolled back white, mouth falling open in a silent scream as a powerful, full-body orgasm ripped through her.
Her walls clamped down in violent, rhythmic spasms, milking him for every drop while her juices gushed out around his still-throbbing cock, coating the entire length of his shaft in a glistening mixture of cum, her slick, and the faint traces of her earlier virgin blood before dripping in thick streams onto his stomach.
But the night was still young.
They weren't finished yet, not even close.
He carried her into his arms, her body limp and trembling with aftershocks, soft breasts pressed against his chest, spent cunt still weakly clenching and leaking onto his skin.
He escorted her into the private bedchamber.
The room was dark and quiet, heavy curtains covering the windows completely, the door thick and soundproofed.
Perfect for what came next.
Inside, she moaned over and over again: broken, desperate, continuous sounds, as she was pinned beneath her male self and thoroughly, mercilessly bred.
Every position.
Every angle.
He took her on her back with her legs forced wide, on her knees with her face pressed into the mattress, on her side, riding him again, bent over the edge of the bed, each time slamming deep and filling her until his cum mixed with hers and leaked out in massive, filthy amounts.
Thick white seed stained the sheets, coated her inner thighs in sticky trails, and pooled beneath them in messy puddles that grew larger with every fresh load he pumped into her overstretched cunt.
When they finally finished hours later, when both of them were exhausted and thoroughly satisfied, her stomach had a slight but visible bulge from the sheer volume of his release: soft, warm, and heavy with the seed still sealed inside her.
Panting, she collapsed above his chest, her head resting on his shoulder, green hair fanned out across his skin, body still twitching with residual sparks of pleasure.
After a moment she chuckled softly, her warm breath ghosting over his neck. "That was so intense, my male self. I'm absolutely sure your little girlfriend is fully awake now. She heard everything. Every moan. Every scream. Every time you called my name. Should we invite her to join us?"
Chad stroked her green hair gently, his fingers tracing slowly through the soft, sweat-dampened strands with soothing motions. "Let her sleep. She's tired from everything that's happened. You know she's just a weak human, even though she's not crippled like she was in canon, she's still not like us. Not yet. She needs rest."
Eto giggled, the sound soft and wicked as she nuzzled deeper against his chest, pressing her face into the warm skin just above his heart.
Her soft breasts crushed against his side, the slight, visible bulge in her lower belly, still heavy with the massive load of his cum, resting warm and full against his hip.
"Yeah... She's basically our favorite, isn't she? We saw her adorable fanfiction over and over again on that degenerate website called Webnovel. Especially the yandere sister one and the one with one soul and two bodies... They were so wonderfully degenerate. And now, who would have thought? We share the same destiny. One soul shared between bodies, male and female. Just like those stories."
Chad chuckled, his hand still moving slowly through her long green hair, fingers combing out the tangles and sweat-damp strands while the other arm kept her locked tightly against him.
"Well, this isn't over. We'll have more. Many more. And I'm looking forward to encountering more of ourselves across different dimensions. Each one will make us stronger."
Eto's eyes looked at him with sickeningly sweet gazes, her crimson and emerald irises gleaming with possessive adoration. "Kukuku... Don't forget, I will always be number one, my sweet prince charming. You deserve the best. We deserve the best one. No one else can compare."
Afterward she leaned up and kissed his forehead gently, her soft lips lingering against his skin for a long, deliberate moment, leaving a faint warm imprint.
"Goodnight, my other self…"
"Goodnight to you too, my sweet female self," Chad chuckled, closing his eyes as Eto snuggled even closer, her body fitting perfectly into the curve of his side.
One of her thighs slid over his, the still-slick heat of her freshly and thoroughly bred cunt pressing against his hip, a slow trickle of their mixed fluids seeping out onto his skin as she settled.
The intense sex was over.
The hunger had been satisfied, at least for now.
And as the night stretched on, the distant sounds of screams and carnage from the streets below faded into the background, replaced by the quiet, synchronized rhythm of their breathing and the steady, matching beat of their hearts.
Now it was time for them to have a good night's sleep.