This Ascent to Divinity is Lewder Than Expected
7.59 – ❤ Victory

Maddy was given one last opportunity to resist. As she went cross-eyed looking at the fat shadow-cock draped across her face, hot and pulsing and so incredibly tempting, she tried her hardest to remember her duty.

Wayfarer. Teammate. She should contest the shard at every opportunity, not let its host fuck her into mindless submission.

'Fuck her into mindless submission.'

Why did that sound so appealing? Why was that all she could think about, despite her teammate being possessed, and her other teammate lying defeated on the floor, watching the two of them?

"Open wide, cutie," Delta murmured, a grin in her voice as her shadow's cock nuzzled against her lips. Her real body was positioned to thrust into Maddy's pussy—something that she could barely pay attention to when another invader was so close to penetrating.

Well, this was it.

The moment of truth.

Maddy could either muster her willpower and do her duty, or accept her fate as a foxgirl's cock-slut.

It wasn't much of a choice when she put it like that, was it?

Maddy obediently opened her mouth.

Delta's shadow wasted no time in claiming her prize. She plunged into Maddy's throat, hips snapping forward urgently. Maddy should have expected a total lack of consideration from her partner, given what her circumstances were—that she was Possessed.

Maddy's eyes rolled back in her head, throat convulsing as a thick shadow-cock crammed itself inside. She couldn't even gag properly, she was so suddenly full, neck bulging outward as the shadow's hips slapped flush against her nose and lips, a delightful push of soft skin against her face. She writhed in the grip of the foxgirls, held horizontally midair by two pairs of hands.

She had no control of this situation whatsoever. She was a toy, literally, suspended in the air, a cocksleeve for the foxgirls to use and fuck and fill up to their delight.

She nearly fell apart at that wonderful realization. Her whole body throbbed with heat. Her pussy ached, begging for the other cock nudging at her entrance. She let out a needy groan, a lewd gagging noise around the cock in her throat. It felt so amazing inside her. She could feel it pressing her throat outward, bulging, stretching her in such a dizzying way.

Despite the circumstance, she couldn't help but think about how Zoey had encouraged her to 'get closer' with her other two girlfriends. This probably wasn't what she had meant—or rather, not so quickly and lewdly. A slightly absurd giggle came out as another gargled noise of cock-stuffed pleasure.

That thought was cut off by the giant cock threatening her other entrance. Maddy squirmed, her hips making it clear, demanding, that it enter her, that it needed to enter her, so why was it only rubbing and teasing her still? Hopefully Delta misinterpreted the wiggling as resistance, because she was really failing in her basic duties here.

"Calm down, girl, we're getting there," Delta laughed, dragging her hips back to poise her tip right against Maddy's pussy, so, uh, maybe she wasn't misinterpreting anything. "I can't believe Zoey's been keeping you to herself. So selfish, that girlfriend of ours." Her lips quirked up, deepening the smirk, and yet—there was also a hint of softness in her eyes, despite the Possession. "Wonder when I get to call you that. Girlfriend. Lovely word, isn't it?"

The words sent a jolt through Maddy—despite being distracted by a shadow foxgirl's cock slapping in and out of her throat, because she definitely hadn't slowed her assault.

Was it the shard's influence making Delta say that? Emotions ramped up, influencing her to be even more possessive and flirtatious than usual? Or did she actually want to call Maddy her girlfriend?

Maddy had known Delta longer than any of her teammates. Casually, yes, only bumping into each other on occasion and becoming loose friends, but still friends—more than any of the other wayfarers she'd known at Treyhull.

Delta didn't seem aware of the panic she'd created in Maddy, but maybe that was because her attention was focused between Maddy's legs, holding her fat foxgirl cock as she pressed slowly forward, making Maddy's lower lips spread wider and wider. A groan escaped Maddy's throat, which vibrated against the shadow's cock.

"I can feel your throat around me. Like it's actually my cock in there," Delta breathed huskily. "How am I supposed to last long when I get to fuck two holes at once? That's so unfair."

So unfair. Yes. Maddy agreed. Being violated from two ends was way too unfair. She couldn't remotely be expected to hold up against that assault.

"Don't blame me too much if I get carried away," Delta murmured.

And then it began. Her torment ended, that slow and drawn-out refusal to enter her.

It started slow. An insistent push of Delta's hips. The tip spreading Maddy's lower lips apart, forcing its way in. A brief, teasing inch of her cock, breaking the barrier with such excruciating slowness she almost went crazy, making her whine and squirm at the increasing pressure.

And then she was full the next moment, eight more inches crammed into her all at once with a clap of flesh. Pleasure exploded through Maddy, her toes curling and eyes rolling back.

Finally.

She couldn't even make a noise besides another incomprehensible choking sound.

Delta knew exactly how to sate her desperate needs, because both she and her clone immediately started their combined effort at a proper fucking. Both sets of hips, her real body and the shadow, drew back at once, leaving her momentarily empty, and then plunged back in.

The overlapping thrusts built into a brutal rhythm, pistoning Maddy's holes from each end. Her throat bulged obscenely as the shadow clone bottomed out, spit and mucus smearing across Maddy's lips and chin with the brutal eagerness of the shadow's movements. Delta's warning had been appropriate; she wasn't going easy on her at all. Maddy wondered if the Possession was even to blame.

The thick girth stretching her pussy burned just as deliciously. Even more so, every inch of invading fox cock cramming her sensitive walls, forcing choked whimpers around the shaft fucking her face.

Delta leaned forward, breasts swinging as she rammed into the smaller girl with vigorous enthusiasm.

"Fuck," she breathed, skin growing sweaty. "You take cock even better than blondie. No offense." She smirked and tossed a look at their spectator; it was clearly a taunt for taunting's sake, not genuine. "Just, you're so tight." Delta's sharp nails dug into Maddy's thighs to emphasize the point. "Small girls are the best. Also, I really thought you'd at least pretend to struggle a little longer. Giving up so quickly? You dirty little slut."

Her grin widened as Maddy all but squirmed in pleasure at the insult, her pussy spasming at the degrading words. Her hips wiggled up and down, trying uselessly to grind against the pounding dick, not really helping, but unable to stop herself.

"Don't worry," Delta said. "I'll put plenty of pups in that greedy cunt of yours before we're done."

The crudeness, the confidence, was so Delta and yet not—ramped up, intensified by the shard's influence.

And it was doing things to Maddy. Because the threat? Of being stuffed full of babies? The idea nearly drove her crazy, because what were their protections? Zoey's shards, according to her, usually focused on consent to some degree … but Delta herself was the one desperately wanting to fill Maddy up, regardless of whether she was Possessed, so how would that work? Was it a real risk?

Maddy chose to indulge in believing the lewdest option: that she was at risk.

The shadow's relentless throat-fucking prevented her from responding with anything beyond garbled moans, though. Tears streamed down Maddy's flushed face as her gag reflex triggered again and again—a fresh wave of humiliation flooding her when the shadow simply started shoving into her harder, ignoring the choking, much to Maddy's own pleasure. Each thrust vibrated through her skull, Delta's shadow smacking into her face. Down lower, Delta pounded into her just as eagerly, cramming her full with each motion to the point Maddy's vision was swimming.

Every nerve screamed as Delta stretched her open. She was so big. Not as overwhelming as Zoey, but a nine-inch cock was hardly something Maddy could deal with easily … especially when Delta didn't have a skill to help accommodate things like Zoey did.

"So, fucking, good," the foxgirl moaned, emphasizing her thrusts with the words. "Gonna pump you so full you won't be able to walk straight. Bet Princess will be jealous, seeing your stomach rounded out. She'll wish she'd gone first," she grunted. "But no. This one's just for you. You—nngh—ready?"

Maddy's back arched violently as her abused pussy fluttered, orgasm rearing up, growing and growing until finally she reached the crescendo. It crashed through her with humiliating intensity. She whined, and Delta laughed, slamming home with a final brutal thrust to meet her in climax. Maddy could swear she felt the foxgirl's cock swelling inside her as it finally happened—anchoring into her pussy as thick pulses of cum, finally, blessedly, began flooding her womb.

Somehow the white-hot bliss intensified as she felt Delta finishing inside her. Her stomach distended under the twin loads, huge pulses of shadow-seed pouring down her throat and into her stomach, and Delta's actual cum stuffing her womb, making her bulge from that end too. More and more. Some spilled from her nose as her eyes rolled up.

She was pretty sure she blacked out, briefly.

She came back to consciousness as she was being set on the ground, thoroughly used. Delta kissed her on the lips, something Maddy was wholly unable to stop from reciprocating, her arms wrapping weakly around Delta's back and tugging her in. That embrace continued for a bit before Delta pulled apart, grinning—ending with one last peck on the cheek.

The last thing Maddy saw before her vision went black again was the foxgirl stalking over to Rosalie, her shadow in close pursuit.