Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World-Chapter 359- Yuna’s life in danger

I pushed two fingers inside her alongside my cock, stretching her impossibly wider. The sensation was intense even for me—feeling my own cock through the thin wall of her pussy while my fingers explored her depths.

"TOO FULL! I’M TOO FULL! SHOMETHING’SH GOING TO—HNNGH—GOING TO BREAK!"

"Nothing’s going to break," I assured her, beginning to bounce her on my cock while pumping my fingers in and out. "You’re just going to take it. All of it."

SCHLP! PAHKK! SCHLP!

The wet sounds were obscene. Her pussy was so stretched, so full, that every movement forced out more of the cum I’d pumped into her earlier. It ran down my balls, down my thighs, creating a mess on the grass below.

"Yesh—yesh—YESH! SHO GOOD! WHY DOESH IT FEEL SHO GOOD?"

My fingers found that special spot inside her—that rough patch that made her see stars. I rubbed it deliberately while my cock hammered against her cervix from a different angle.

"GYAAAAAHHH~!"

She came hard, her whole body going rigid in my arms. But I didn’t stop. I kept bouncing her, kept fingering her, kept using her like she’d begged me to.

"That’s one," I counted against her ear. "Let’s see how many more you can give me before dawn fully breaks."

"I can’t—no more—pleash—"

"You can. And you will."

My other hand came up to her breast, pinching her nipple through the torn latex. She shrieked, another orgasm crashing into her before the first had even finished.

"Two."

"SHTOP—I’M GOING TO—MY BRAIN ISH—"

"Your brain is fine. You’re just overwhelmed." I twisted her nipple harder. "Doesn’t this feel good? Don’t you love being used like this?"

"I—I LOVE IT! I LOVE YOUR COCK! I LOVE BEING YOUR TOY!"

"Good girl."

I felt my own release building again, my balls tightening. But I wanted to change positions one more time. Wanted to end this properly.

I pulled my fingers out, ignoring her whine of loss, and carried her—still impaled on my cock—to the nearest tree. A massive oak with rough bark.

"Grab the tree."

Her shaking hands found purchase on the trunk. I kept her lifted, her feet dangling above the ground, using only my cock and my hands on her hips to support her weight.

Then I pulled back and slammed forward.

PAHHHKKKK!

"NYAAAA~!"

This angle was brutal. With gravity and momentum both working in my favor, every thrust drove impossibly deep. I could feel her cervix giving way, my cockhead pushing into her womb with each stroke.

"Mashter—you’re—you’re in my womb again—I can feel it—HNNGH—it’sh sho shtrange—"

"How does it feel?" I asked, genuinely curious. "Having me this deep inside you?"

"Like—like you’re reshaping my insidesh—like my body wash made jusht for thish—"

"It was." My grip on her hips tightened. "You were made to take my cock, Yuna. Your pussy was made to milk me dry."

"YESH! YESH! THAT’SH WHAT I WANT! USE ME! BREED ME!"

The sunrise painted the sky in shades of orange and pink. Beautiful. Almost as beautiful as the broken catgirl I was destroying against this tree.

I reached for my Nature affinity, feeling the connection to the forest around us. The tree responded immediately, vines growing from the bark, wrapping around Yuna’s wrists and ankles.

"Wh-what—"

"Just making sure you can’t escape," I said, though we both knew she couldn’t run even if she wanted to.

The vines tightened, spreading her wider, pulling her arms and legs taut. She was completely helpless now, suspended in the air by plant matter and my cock, unable to move, unable to do anything but take what I gave her.

"You look perfect like this," I told her, and meant it. "Completely at my mercy."

I used more energy, sending it into her body through the connection of our joined flesh. Her pussy tightened in response, muscles contracting involuntarily around my cock.

"HNNNNGH! WHAT—WHAT DID YOU—MY PUSSY ISH—IT WON’T SHTOP CLENSHING—"

"That’s right. I’m making your body squeeze me tighter. You’re going to milk every drop from me."

PHAACK! SCHLKH! PHAACK!

Her screams echoed across the valley as I fucked her with renewed vigor. The sun rose higher, bathing us in golden light. Birds sang in the trees around us, nature continuing its cycle while I ravaged the catgirl hanging from the oak.

"Mashter—I can’t—I’m going to—"

"Cum. Cum on my cock while I fill your womb again."

"NYAAAAAAHHHNNNNNGH~!"

She obeyed beautifully, her pussy clamping down like a vice. The additional pressure was exactly what I needed.

My balls drew up tight. That familiar pressure built at the base of my spine—hot, urgent, demanding.

"Here it comes," I grunted, slamming home one final time.

The first rope of cum exploded directly into her womb. Thick. Hot. Endless.

"AAAAHHH~! SHO MUCH! YOU’RE FILLING ME AGAIN!"

Spurt after spurt followed, each one just as potent as the last. I felt her stomach distend slightly, her belly swelling with the sheer volume of seed I pumped into her.

When the last pulse finally subsided, I looked down at my handiwork.

Yuna hung limp in the vines, held up only by the plant matter wrapped around her limbs. Her eyes were rolled back, showing only whites. Drool ran freely from her open mouth. The latex suit was torn beyond repair, barely clinging to her body.

And she was smiling.

That same broken, satisfied, utterly ruined smile from before.

’Twelve hours,’ I thought, pulling out slowly. Cum gushed from her gaped pussy, splattering onto the grass below in thick white streams. ’She lasted twelve hours.’

The vines released her gently, lowering her unconscious body to the ground. I caught her before she could collapse completely, cradling her against my chest.

"You did well, Yuna," I murmured, brushing matted red hair from her face. "Very well indeed, far bettee than any of my wives."

Genuinely, I realsied after fucking her for so long that I had near infintie stakina for sex—which I knew I had just neevr tested since my other wives lost consiousness before that.

Yuna however impressed me beyond anything.

She didn’t respond. Couldn’t respond. She was completely unconscious, her body finally succumbing to exhaustion after pushing past every limit.

But even in sleep, she clung to me, her small hands gripping my arms weakly.

I looked up at the rising sun, just a bit guilty that she was unlucky.

From observation, I have noticed my system dual cultivation ability transfer to particular side of affinity cultivation to those women, like I cannot transfer key cultivation to body cultivators. I can use both, but they can’t.

Yuna was unkucky since I doesn’t have any body cultivation power levels to give her.

’Sigh, hey system, is there no way to make my little kitten stronger—’

[WARNING]

[Hostile Energy Detected]

[Partner ’Yuna’ is undergoing a forced Atavism Awakening triggered by overdose of Yang Qi.]

[Evolution Probability: 15%]

[Death Probability: 85%]

’!’

"What?" The moment the system window popped up, I saw something too confusing and realized the meaning I used to see in those stories where normal women died at the hands of incubi due to pleasure.

It seemed I had just caused a mess here by filling her womb again and again.

"YUNA! Hey, wake up!" I moved instantly, rubbing her head and shaking her while she was clearly limp in my hand. After thoroughly having sex with her, she seemed completely lost.

"YUNA!!"