[R-18 – Contains mature scenes mixed with important plot progression]
Her futanari length rested right at the onahole's entrance. In a cold, commanding, dominant voice, she said:
"Let's see how well this thing handles me."
"You better not disappoint."
She thrust her hips forward. It slid in slowly, too slowly, and the moment Kagura sank into it, both women reacted the same way. The pleasure was overwhelming.
Lumiel, who had never experienced anything like this, much less the sensation of a futanari inside her, felt it invade her body despite no one being near her.
Kagura, using an onahole for the first time, felt something far beyond what she expected. It wasn't just a toy. It was the shape of a goddess. A divine body. Too real, too perfect.
Right now, the two women wore the exact same expression: eyes rolled up, unfocused gaze, mouth open, tongue out, drool slipping past their lips, a complete, helpless Ahegao.
A few seconds passed before one of them managed to return to her senses, the first one was Kagura.
Her hips were already moving on instinct. Not gentle, not rough, just a perfect, natural rhythm, as if her body knew exactly what pace would feel best.
❔❔❔ symbols flickered above Lumiel's head, glowing faintly in sync with her chaotic pulses of pleasure, as if her body itself couldn't process the sensation, her expression still dazed. The pleasure felt unreal, impossible. The shock was great, but whatever was moving inside her made it even harder to understand.
"Huhh!??" she gasped, questioning the sensation, only for another moan to break out immediately after. "Hoooo…" Her face twisted again, overwhelmed.
Her body had fallen into the same position as the onahole: lying on the floor, legs spread wide, unable to control herself, hands stretched out helplessly on the ground.
Just a few centimeters away, just an arm's length away, a glistening puddle, the evidence of her earlier release shimmered faintly on the ground.
Kagura, now fully back in control, let her right hand roam over the onahole's breast, caressing it the way she liked. She genuinely felt like she was enjoying someone real.
She didn't know the truth: She was.
And not just someone: a goddess was being pleasured by her.
Her left hand slid across the onahole's stomach. Every time her hips pushed in deeper, she saw a huge bulge rise beneath the skin.
She used that sight, that pressure, to drive her hips faster, moving with a force that dominated the onahole completely.
A pleasured breath escaped her lips.
"Fuuuuuu…!" "I can't believe how… perfect it feels."
'I never expected this to feel so… intimate, even with a toy.'
And even Lumiel, still in a daze, went crazy from the touch. "Hehe," she moaned, a smile curving on her twisted face. "I can't… this feels too good…" She used her arms to grab the ground for support, unable to hold onto anything else. The floor cracked under her fingers as she dug in.
Lumiel's legs trembled, her hands gripping the floor, as the fullness inside her stretched and throbbed with each of Kagura's movements.
Her mind spun as her body betrayed her, a strange mix of awe and helplessness.
Every push and squeeze Kagura made inside the toy sent waves of heat and pressure into Lumiel, who trembled uncontrollably under the sensation.
As the pressure built toward another peak, she gasped, "Something's coming…!"
This went on for a full hour. Lumiel could no longer control her body, simply giving in to the pleasure, moving with it, seeking more. A few centimeters away, there was a larger puddle from an hour ago.
Kagura, driving in with controlled thrusts, felt the resistance and warmth of the onahole perfectly conforming to her.
Lumiel's body mirrored the motion unconsciously, every nerve alight, every sensation amplified.
'My body… it's moving on its own, why!? Why won't it stop!'
She felt the pressure building again, too exhausted to speak, yet moaning loudly, "Ahhhh!"
Even Kagura was almost at her limit, her breath shuddering as the release approached. Then, "OHHHHH~!" Kagura let out her final, deep moan as the warmth burst free, filling the onahole. It poured in one long wave, lasting a full thirty seconds as she emptied her final drop.
Lumiel's body shuddered as the warmth flooded her from within, every pulse of Kagura's release stretching her in ways she'd never imagined. Her breath hitched, back arched, fingers clawing the floor, as the fullness pressed deep and relentless, as the pleasure surged through her from a source she couldn't see. When the wave finally ended, she lay panting, trembling, a glossy sheen of white fluid slicking the toy and even Lumiel herself, evidence of what had just filled her completely.
As Kagura's final thrust sank into the onahole, pleasure washed over her fleetingly, like a dream she couldn't hold. Her eyes caught something strange on the toy's stomach, its skin flickered white for a brief moment. It wasn't the fluid; it was as if the onahole skin itself had changed, a clear trace of magic or something unnatural. Her gaze widened, and her body shivered, caught between shock and the electric pulse of pleasure.
"…That wasn't normal."
Kagura collapsed onto the onahole, panting, reveling in the world she had just experienced.
The moment the warmth inside her ebbed, Kagura felt an urgent pressure building. Her body was still too relaxed, too sensitive, every nerve tingling faintly from what they'd just done. She hurried to the toilet in her room, letting herself go for a long, steady minute.
When she finally finished, a soft shiver ran through her, not pleasure, just the leftover sensitivity refusing to settle.
She exhaled slowly, leaning a hand against the wall, her body buzzing faintly as it tried to return to calm.
Returning from the bathroom, Kagura paused, her white shirt glistening under the pale moonlight. Every curve of her body was outlined; not a single detail hidden. Her straight, perked pink nipples pressed against the fabric, teasing her with restrained pleasure. Slowly, she lifted the shirt, lips parting as she licked them, feeling the cool air brush over her bare skin. The sensation of freedom made her nipples twitch, sending a fresh wave of shivers through her.
Kagura paused, her cold, sharp eyes scanning the onahole, already overflowing with her futanari fluid. White drips pooled across the bed, glistening under the dim light. A small, dominant smile curved her lips as she fixed her gaze on its entrance.
"Who would even sleep tonight?" she exclaimed, voice low and commanding.
Sliding herself back inside, she wasted no time, her hips moved fast, precise, every thrust wringing pleasure from the toy. On the other side, Lumiel's body followed instinctively, tilting, arching, seeking deeper contact as she lost herself completely.
Moans and gasps filled the room, echoing into the night. They shifted positions, varied their rhythm, only pausing once briefly to drink water, yet Kagura's stamina seemed endless, her body still relentless even as the moon began to fade.
This night marked the beginning of the chaos Kagura would unleash in this world, a storm of pleasure and dominance that would leave no corner untouched.