Dominance Evolution System: Sweat, Sex, and Streetball-Chapter 182: Beast

Nash’s legs finally folded like cheap lawn chairs.

They crashed together into the warm, filthy lake they’d made on the tile.

Cum, sweat, squirt, drool, everything mixed into one sticky, glistening puddle that reached halfway to the door.

Jaz landed on top of him with a soft, wet thud, 80kg of trembling amazon muscle gone completely boneless.

Her head lolled against his collarbone, platinum hair plastered across both their faces like wet silk.

Golden eyes were open only a slit, pupils tiny pinpricks, unfocused and glassy.

A thin string of drool connected her bottom lip to his chest, swaying gently every time she exhaled a tiny, happy snore.

Snnnnrk... haaa... snnnnrk...

Her cunt twitched every few seconds, clenching softly around his softening cock like it didn’t want to let go, even in sleep.

Every few seconds her cunt gave one last, lazy flutter around his spent cock, like it was still trying to milk a drop that wasn’t there, then relaxed again.

Her thick thighs twitched against his hips, heels digging weakly into the small of his back as if her body hadn’t gotten the memo that the ride was over.

Nash lay flat on his back in the mess, chest heaving, staring at the flickering pink lights on the ceiling.

His cock was still half-hard inside her, raw and throbbing, but his body refused to let it go fully soft.

He felt like he’d been run over by a truck, then fucked by the truck, then made to carry the truck up ten flights of stairs.

A final translucent panel hovered in his fading vision, glowing gold.

[Beast Mode (Passive) Unlocked]

+50 % stamina recovery during sexual activity

+30 % power output when target affection >90 %

He read it twice.

Then let out the longest, most exhausted, most satisfied sigh of his entire life.

"Haaa... fuuuuck..."

He let his head thunk back into the puddle, arms flopping out to the sides like a starfish.

Jaz’s weight a perfect, crushing blanket on his chest, her little moans vibrating through his ribs.

The door hung was wide open, pink steam spilling out like the room was breathing.

Aiko stood closest, arms stiff at her sides, red twin-tails dripping sweat. Her mouth hung open in a small, shocked O, eyes wide, thighs clamped tightly.

She looked like someone had just stolen her soul and replaced it with the image of Jaz’s ruined, blissful face.

Or maybe was she imagining herself in the place of Jaz?

The sight dragged her gaze sideways to Kai, who was already grinning slow and proud, yellow eyes shining.

Kai bit her lip hard, one hand absently rubbing her own stomach like she could feel phantom bulges moving inside her.

Oh she wanted that, she wanted nothing else in the world than this exact fate, even more.

Jaz was truly a lucky girl.

Miko was aside, on her knees, her legs still to weak to carry her after her total destruction.

Her glasses were solid fog; she didn’t even try to wipe them, just stared through the blur, a tiny choked squeak trapped in her throat.

Alicia whispered "holy fucking shit" as she stood up slowly, eyes sparkling like she’d just watched her favorite movie in 8K.

Nia, passed her tongue slowly across her lips, tasting the thick sex in the air with a delighted little hum.

This show was worth every second of anticipation, and even for someone like her, who liked Nash going rough on her, she had to admit that even she couldn’t take this pounding.

It hurt her pride a little, but man, she wouldn’t give her spot for anything in the world. This was the best show ever.

Hina had both hands clasped under her chin, happy tears rolling down flushed cheeks, huge tits heaving with every excited breath, a dreamy "so beautiful..." slipping out like a prayer.

The prayer died the second it reached Rei. She hadn’t moved a muscle, ice-blue eyes locked on Jaz’s sleeping smile.

Only when the pounding stopped did the heat rush back into her body, she felt it all at once: panty soaked through, thighs slick to the knees, a slow trickle still running down her leg. Her face went red; she couldn’t hide it, could only stand trembling while the evidence cooled.

She had been so excited by a man having sex with a girl. What was wrong with her?

Her mind was trying to process it, maybe even erase the idea, but the only way she could ease the thought was to think that it wasn’t just a man.

It was Nash.

Her breath caught, why was it any better if it was Nash? What was so wrong with her that she thought it was better?

And right at the door, Jinzo knelt in the puddle’s edge without knowing how he got there.

His shorts ruined front and back, not as much as his spirit. His eyes were fixed on Jaz’s peaceful, drooling face, his mouth shaped her name again and again, but no sound came out, just broken breath and the wet heartbeat of a world that had ended three feet away.

Kai let out a low whistle.

"Holy shit... he’s actually down. Nash is fucking unconscious."

She sounded half-shocked, half-thrilled, like she’d just watched the final boss get KO’d.

Hina hands flew to her cheeks.

"Nash... Nash got defeated?! Jaz really broke him! This is historic!"

Alicia barked a laugh, wiping sweat from her brow.

"Wow... who would have guessed that? The purest girl on the team turns out to be the ultimate sex weapon. Who saw that coming?"

Nia folded her arms, smirking.

"Kinda understand why Jinzo never touched her. She was saving all that crazy for someone who could survive it."

Aiko’s face went scarlet, but her eyes stayed glued to the puddle.

"There’s... there’s no way that was her first time..." She muttered.

Kai’s grin turned evil. She slung an arm around Aiko’s shoulders, squeezing.

"So the legend is true, virgin-chan? The ’purest’ ones are secretly the biggest freaks... My, you might actually be next Nash Killer."

Aiko squeaked, shoving her off.

"Sh-shut up! I’m not... I wouldn’t—"

Hina giggled.

"Look at you. You’re already soaked just from watching."

Rei stood a little apart, arms crossed tight.

She opened her mouth like she might say something cold, then closed it.

Her thighs pressed together, the wet patch on her shorts impossible to hide now.

She felt eight pairs of eyes flick to her, then away, then back again, even when no one cared about her anymore.

Kai noticed the silence, then rackled her throat.

"Well... that aside, I suppose that now her turn is over. So..."

Before anyone could say anything, she started moving, creeping toward the puddle on tiptoes.

"My turn~."

Hina lunged, grabbing Kai’s wrist.

"No! Bad idea! Last time I did that he fucked me until I couldn’t walk anymore!"

Kai pouted.

"But look at him... all helpless and cute... I’m sure he’s still hard..."

Nia snorted.

"Cute? What’s the point of riding a perfect cock if the perfect owner is unconscious? You girls have no taste."

They all leaned in, half-joking, half-terrified.

Then Nash made a sound.

A low, gravelly grunt, like a bear waking up.

Every girl froze.

His abs flexed once, hard.

Veins popped along his arms.

His cock, which had started to soften, jerked and filled again in one brutal surge, slapping heavy against Jaz’s thigh with a wet thwack.

[Beast Mode – Active]

+50 % stamina recovery during sexual activity

+30 % power output while target affection >90 %

Additional effect: Instant refractory reset

Additional effect: Muscle density +40 % for 30 minutes

Nash’s eyes snapped open, 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

He stood up.

Abs, arms, thighs, every muscle locked at once, veins popping under sweat-slick skin.

The motion lifted Jaz’s entire 80 kg body like she was a feather blanket, still impaled balls-deep in a perfect standing carry-fuck, her legs dangling weight doing nothing to slow him.

A low moan rolled out of her throat, half-unconscious, drool slipping from the corner of her mouth as her cunt clenched weakly around him one last time.

Nash’s hands slid down, locked under her thick ass cheeks, fingers sinking deep into the soft, overflowing flesh.

He squeezed hard, once, possessive, thumbs pressing into the dimples at the base of her spine.

Jaz’s back arched in her sleep, tits lifting, a soft, broken "Mmmph... Nash..." bubbling out.

Jaz rose with him,

Her head lolled against his shoulder, arms loose around his neck, thighs twitching faintly around his waist.

Cum poured out of her in a fresh, thick gush, running down his shaft, dripping off his balls in heavy ropes that splattered the puddle below.

He held her there for a few seconds, letting every girl see the obscene bulge still pulsing in her belly, letting them watch the mess leak.

Then he lowered her, gently, laying her back into the warm puddle like a queen on silk sheets.

Jaz sighed, curling instinctively, thighs falling open, cunt gaping and twitching, white foam bubbling at the lips.

Nash straightened.

His cock jutted straight out, rock-hard and monstrous, veins thick as cables, coated head-to-root in layers of cum, squirt, and thick white foam.

Pre-cum beaded at the slit and dripped in a long, lazy string.

He rolled his shoulders once.

Every muscle in his body clenched at the same time, abs carving deeper, chest flaring, thighs like tree trunks.

Steam literally rose off his skin in visible waves, the heat rolling off him in the humid air.

He exhaled slow, steam curling from his lips like a dragon waking up.

He clenched one fist, knuckles popping.

"Who the fuck said I was helpless?"

Silence.

Then he swept his gaze across the circle, his green eyes locking on each girl for a moment.

"I’m not getting out of this room until every single one of you has a crystal-clear idea who’s in charge here."

His cock twitched once, slapping heavy against his thigh with a wet sound.

"Next."