Takeshi opened the door, still shirtless, pants barely clinging to his hips, chest covered in drying sweat, spit, and ghost milk.
Standing outside was a woman.
Not a ghost.
Not a hallucination.
Just… real.
And stunning.
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She wore a white and crimson shrine maiden outfit, sleeves long, skirt short, black stockings hugging thick thighs. Her silver hair was tied in a sleek braid, and her eyes—icy blue—locked on him like she could see straight into his soul.
And into his balls.
Her nose wrinkled. "You reek of her."
Takeshi blinked. "Who the hell are you?"
She didn't smile.
"Reina. Spirit Channel Division."
She lifted a charm from her sleeve—an old talisman scribbled with crimson ink.
"I've come to sever your bond."
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Takeshi backed up instinctively.
Mizuki appeared behind him.
Dripping.
Naked.
Pregnant.
Possessive.
"Leave," she growled, wrapping her arms around his waist. "He's mine."
Reina stepped inside, completely unbothered.
"You're fully manifested now, aren't you?" she said to Mizuki, eyes cold. "Feeding on his life. His energy. His semen."
Takeshi winced.
"Wait—feeding?"
Reina turned to him. "She's turning you into her vessel. Your body is weakening. Every load you give her brings her closer to physical resurrection—and brings you closer to death."
Mizuki's grip tightened.
"Liar."
Reina pulled a scroll from her sleeve and unrolled it, revealing ancient sealing glyphs.
"I can sever the link. Right now. End it."
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Takeshi looked at Mizuki.
She stared up at him, trembling.
"Don't listen to her… I love you…"
Reina stepped forward, voice low.
"She's not human. She was cursed. Bound to that well because she devoured the men she loved. She's not pregnant. She's multiplying."
Mizuki screamed. "SILENCE!"
Suddenly, the room shook.
All three were surrounded by wet air, thick and pulsing.
Mizuki pushed Takeshi to the bed and mounted him immediately, straddling him fully naked, her glowing belly bouncing as her soaked pussy squished onto his cock with practiced ease.
"I'LL PROVE IT! HE'S MINE!"
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Takeshi's back hit the sheets.
Mizuki slammed her hips down, his cock disappearing into her hot, dripping ghost cunt in one stroke.
Reina shouted, "Stop! This is spiritual contamination!"
But Mizuki didn't stop.
She moaned and rode him like a beast, hips smacking down with wet slaps, her tits leaking milk, her belly glowing brighter as she milked his shaft.
"He loves me!" she moaned. "He gave me SEVEN! I'LL TAKE TEN! TWENTY!"
Takeshi gasped. "F-fuck—she's tightening—!"
Reina raised her charm.
Mizuki snarled. "Touch him and I'll flood the entire district with cursed seed."
Reina paused.
Then narrowed her eyes.
"…Fine. I challenge you."
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The room went still.
Mizuki's cunt still gripped Takeshi's cock like a vice, her fluids leaking down to the floor.
Reina stepped closer, slipping off her outer robe.
Underneath, she wore only a black binding wrap and a crimson thong—tight and soaked with sweat from the spirit pressure.
"I'll save him with my body," she said. "Seal him… with seven talismans."
Mizuki smirked. "Then I'll out-fuck you. Seven creampies. Whoever finishes first—wins."
Takeshi blinked. "Wait—what—?"
Mizuki grinned wickedly. "Let's see whose pussy claims him."