NTR: Stealing wives in Another World
Chapter 98: It won’t fit (Heavy smut 18+)

Chapter 98: It won’t fit (Heavy smut 18+)

Lady Rhelgar was gone.

Not dead—though her twitching legs and drool-soaked chin made a convincing case—but spiritually, mentally, emotionally? Wiped clean. Whatever shreds of pride she’d clung to were now sloshing inside her, mixed with Allen’s last load and a steady stream of humiliation.

Allen looked down at the noblewoman he’d utterly dismantled, his cock still buried deep inside her quivering cunt—now swollen, stretched, and leaking like a busted wineskin.

"Still breathing, huh?" he muttered, watching her chest rise in ragged, twitching gasps. "Good. I’m not done rearranging your floor plan yet."

He rolled his hips forward, and—

SPLRCH-GURGLE!

Rhelgar screamed, a high-pitched wail that bounced off the stone walls like a banshee in heat.

Her stomach bulged.

Not metaphorically—literally. Allen’s cock was a monstrous silhouette, snaking beneath her skin like a living, throbbing beast trying to burst through her belly.

Her hands flew to her gut, fingers splaying across the obscene rise just above her navel.

"Nnghhhhh—f-fuck—FUCK!" she wailed.

Allen grinned. "Oh, you feel that? That’s my cock saying hi to your lungs."

And then?

He pulled out two inches—and slammed back in.

SLRRT-THWAP!

The sound was disgusting. Wet, obscene, a slap and a plunge and a squish all rolled into one. Her pussy, already loose from being wrecked before, now quivered like jelly around the new shape hammering into it.

Rhelgar choked on her own moan.

"HhhNNNAHHH—ah! AH! AAHHH!!"

Allen leaned forward, dragging his tongue up the side of her cheek.

"Your guts are hugging me like they’ve missed me," he growled. "You gonna thank me for the home renovation?"

She tried to respond—but her voice was just breathy gibberish.

"Ahhh! Aa-hnnn! Nnnngh—fuh—fuh-huh—haaAAAAH!!"

Allen started pounding.

Not fucking. Not thrusting.

Pounding.

Like a war drum.

WHAM. SHLORP. WHACK. SLRRCH.

Each thrust slammed her backward, her body bouncing on the table like a ragdoll, tits flopping wildly, sweat flying off her brow. Her pussy made a symphony of squelches, each one louder and nastier than the last.

SPLRRRCH! SLAP! SLAP! SLOP!

Allen’s cock was now more beast than man—throbbing, ridged, veiny like cursed roots, and stretching her hole so wide she looked like she was giving birth in reverse.

Her stomach twitched with every pump.

You could literally see the tip of his dick pressing under her skin before retreating and plunging back in with a wet—

PLORCH!

"Gods above," Allen growled, staring at the outline. "It’s like your womb’s trying to make a mold of me."

Rhelgar’s voice broke into a wailing, gurgled chant.

"Ah—ah! Haaaaa! Gghhhn! Nnnghh! HHHAAAAAH—FUCK ME!!"

Behind them, Nyra was still riding Lira’s face, howling with laughter and moans, fingering her carrot-stuffed pussy with sloppy enthusiasm. Every few seconds, you’d hear:

"AAAH! MMFPH—LIRA, YES—MMMNNH~!"

Kael and Elira were still going at it across the room, moans and slaps mixing with Elira’s whimpering cries of "More! More! Make me yours!"

It was filth incarnate.

And Allen?

He was loving it.

"You hear that, noblehole?" he hissed, yanking her legs higher. "That’s the sound of your entire class system crumbling inside your guts."

His cock pulsed inside her with a faint green shimmer.

Her stomach bulged wider.

Her pussy clenched around him like a vice.

Her moans cracked into broken sobs of joy.

"AAAHH—MASTER—YES! FILL ME, STRETCH ME—GUT ME—!!"

Allen snarled and slammed deep again—one, two, ten brutal thrusts, each one splashing her juices across the table like he was stirring soup in a cauldron.

SPLURTCH! SLORRP! SMACK! SQUELCH! WHAM!

Rhelgar shrieked.

Her legs kicked once—and then gave out, limp and twitching as a geyser of cum erupted from around Allen’s cock.

He didn’t stop.

"Gonna scramble your insides so hard, your next piss’ll come out alphabet soup," he growled.

She clawed at the table, eyes rolling.

"AHHH—A-AHH—HHHHHNNNNG—YESSSS—RUIN ME—!"

And Allen finally roared—slamming in to the absolute hilt, cock buried in her deepest sanctum.

BLORCH-POP!

Her stomach bulged visibly, jiggling as his monster load exploded inside her—hot, thick, endless.

It gushed out around the base, sloshing down her ass in heavy, dripping ropes.

Rhelgar’s body seized up.

Then went still.

Her voice barely a whisper:

"...thank you..."

Allen chuckled darkly, admiring the twitching, cum-logged mess beneath him.

And then?

He pulled out with a SQUELCH-SPLOP, and a flood of white spilled out like her insides had melted.

He stood tall.

Sweaty. Proud. Still hard.

The orc cock twitched in open air, slick with filth and power.

He cracked his neck.

"Alright," he said, pointing across the room. "Next."

Allen pulled out of Lady Rhelgar with a wet, violent SPLORTCH, a gush of cum slapping the table beneath her ass like a spilled bucket of filth. Her cunt twitched, gaped, and kept leaking, a ruined ruin of overstimulation. Her legs had stopped moving. Her mind was somewhere between heaven and hell.

Allen stood over her, panting lightly, that mutated orc cock still twitching—veiny, slick, thick enough to make a log jealous.

"Veyna."

His voice cracked through the haze like a whip.

The foxkin flinched.

She was nearby, licking her fingers clean of Lira’s juices, still recovering from her earlier turn in the carousel of depravity. But now?

She turned slowly... and saw it.

The orc cock.

And her soul left her body for a second.

Her ears flattened. Her tail puffed. Her thighs clenched.

"W-what the fuck..." she breathed, voice barely a whisper. "That’s not... that’s not real..."

Allen grinned.

"Oh, it’s real. And you’re about to feel every fucking inch."

She didn’t move. Couldn’t.

Her brain was buffering, pupils locked on the dark, ridged shaft still pulsing like it had a heartbeat of its own. It was leaking thick trails of leftover cum—Rhelgar’s shame—and Veyna swallowed hard as if her body was already bracing.

Allen stepped closer. THUD. THUD. His cock bounced with each step, like a blasphemy made flesh.

Behind him, Kael was still pumping into Elira with desperate, sloppy thrusts—until Allen turned to him with a look.

"Kael."

Kael froze mid-thrust. Elira groaned beneath him, a cum-covered mess drooling into a couch cushion.

"Get over here."

Kael blinked. "Why?"

Allen jerked a thumb toward Veyna.

"Because I want you to watch."

Kael’s face twisted. "Watch... what?"

Allen smirked and grabbed Veyna by the waist.

"This," he said—and bent her over the council table like she was his to display.

Kael hesitated.

"Master, wait, she’s—"

"Yours?" Allen interrupted. "No. She was. Now she’s mine. And you’re gonna sit there like a good little bitch and watch me destroy her again— this time with something bigger."

Kael’s throat bobbed. His cock twitched.

Allen dragged the thick orc cock down Veyna’s trembling slit, smearing her lips with filth and heat. She gasped—a sharp, panicked sound—and clutched the table like it could save her.

"It won’t fit," she whispered, ears shaking.

"It will," Allen said darkly. "It has to. This hole doesn’t belong to you anymore—it belongs to me. And now it belongs to this cock."

He lined it up.

The head pressed against her already-used, slick cunt. The lips parted barely—not nearly enough.

Allen shoved.

SQUELCH—SKRRRRK—POP!

Veyna screamed. Her back arched like she’d been struck by lightning.

"NNNGHHHH—!!!"

Kael’s eyes widened as her stomach visibly bulged. The shaft forced its way inside like a battering ram into a shrine, pushing past resistance like it was owed the space.

"F-fuckkkk—" Veyna whimpered, her claws scraping grooves into the table. "It’s too big—it’s—hhnnnnnngg—!!!"

Allen grabbed her hips and pushed deeper.

SPLORCH. THUMP. SLAP.

Her ass rippled. Her pussy clung and stretched and screamed, her walls convulsing like they were trying to push the invader out, but there was no chance.

Kael stumbled forward, eyes locked on the grotesque bulge in his wife’s belly.

"She’s... she’s gonna break..."

"She’s gonna learn," Allen growled. "She’s a foxkin slut. Built for cock. She just didn’t know it yet."

And then?

He fucked her.

Brutally.

SLAM! THRUST! SLAPSLAPSLAP—SQUELCH!!

Veyna howled.

Her tongue lolled. Drool dripped from her mouth as her cunt clamped around the orc cock like it was trying to remember how to survive it. Every thrust sent shockwaves up her spine. Her eyes rolled back.

"AAAHH—FUCK—HNNNGH! MAST—AHHH!! IT’S—INSIDE MY LUNGS—!!"

"Good girl," Allen snarled, slapping her ass so hard it rippled for seconds. "Take it. You wanted to be filled? Now you’re a cum dumpster for monsters."

Kael fell to his knees, watching in stunned silence.

Allen slammed deep—one brutal push—and held there, hips pressed tight, her pussy clutching the base of that inhuman cock like it was trying to keep it forever.

Veyna twitched.

Her tail spasmed.

And her moans?

Turned into a sobbing mantra:

"Thank you... thank you... thank you..."

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