Local Netizen Elf’s Life In Another World

Content Warning: Very kinky stuff(prolapse, large insertion, ryona). Skip this if you are uncomfortable with these topics.

''Hah... hah... hah...''

I blankly stare at the ceiling, with my back to the bed, and half of my womb flopping onto the damp sheet. Sariel's piping hot semen fills the sack to the brim, oozing like molten lava. Having something that's normally inside my body pulled out like this feels unsettling. Like, dangerous, almost, but thanks to my constitution, even that turns into kinky pleasure.

The womb, which is used to nest obediently inside my stomach, is now exposed, making it extremely sensitive. Every brush of air feels tingling, every shift, every throb unfamiliar. I can hear my own rushed breathing, and my heartbeats thumping like drums.

More... I want more.

''Sariel...''

The dragoness, sensing my pleading gaze, leans on me and briefly kisses my lips, ''Feeling adventurous today, are we?'' She says, ''How far do you want to go?''

I still remember glimpses of her utter craziness when she used my womb like a fleshlight earlier. If it's this woman... she'll truly crush me if I ask her to. That's why I love her, damnit.

''As far as you want.'' I reply, smiling wryly, ''Just leave me in one piece.''

''Got it.''

As soon as she receives confirmation, Sariel unleashes her trusty tentacles. They creep onto my skin, slithering across with their slimy bodies. Like a bondage, they tie my wrists together, fixing my knees close to my head, effectively immobilizing me completely. Adding to the suspense, a thick tentacle soon seals my vision before another is shoved into my mouth. Now... I'm truly helpless.

''Mhmp...''

Just when I'm about to adapt to the darkness and the stimulation of these mucky things, another tentacle pries into my second hole, reaching deep within my stomach. The sensation of being stuffed has always been my favorite, and when the assailants are this thorough and slick...

''Mhmp...!''

''You're such a quickshot.'' Sariel chuckles at my squirting, ''Now, say 'cheese'!''

The sounds of the camera clicking sharply resonate in the room. The dexterous tentacles pinch the edges of my cervix and force it open, revealing the contents inside—a pit full of cum. Merely thinking about it, that my most precious and shameful parts are all captured and will be preserved as pictures, makes this ritual of humiliation a hundred times better.

After finishing that, though, Sariel unceremoniously grabs my womb and guides it to her cock.

''Nhnp... ngh...''

Unlike the first attempt, my loosened cervix now easily spreads itself for the dragoness's cock to enter, soon wrapping and clinging to that rock-hard meat rod of hers. When she pulls her hip back a bit, my sack unconsciously yearns toward that direction, gripping it relentlessly, like a fitted glove. Even Sariel herself has to gasp under that maneuver, heh—

''Mhmp...!!''

Slap.

In one swoop, Sariel thrusts forward with all her might, sending her entire length into my stomach and, at the same time, violently slapping my womb back into its place. The impact feels so sudden and overwhelming that my entire body trembles, and my pussy, perhaps confused between the numerous shocks, squirts uncontrollably.

But of course, despite my convulsion, Sariel never stops her hip. While heavily panting, the dragoness keeps delivering hammer-like thrusts, each time pulling out my womb and punching it inside, each time sending mind-breaking shocks all over my body. My mind has long gone blank; even processing what is happening feels impossible.

Yet, between my muffled, dying moans, my womb stubbornly clings to Sariel's cock, letting itself be dragged around like a rag. If this isn't true love, then what is?

Such is my dumb thought as my dragon wife wantonly destroys my motherhood, essentially beating it to death with her dragon cock.

''Cumming...!''

After what feels like an eternity, Sariel finally reaches her climax, as she shoots it all inside me, once again forcing her cum up the tubes and drowning my eggs with her semen.

When she pulls out, an audible 'pluck' can be heard. Of course, my womb, which has been stuck to her rod, has re-entered the outside world, now overflowing with muddy jizz as it flops onto the bed.

''Ngh—!''

Before my sanity can return, however, a crushing force falls onto my twitching sack, grinding. The pressure instantly makes all the cum inside spurts out, like a ketchup bottle being smashed. Is she... trampling my womb...?!

The sudden pain jolts me from enjoying the stunning afterglow of the womb-sex, as my body instinctively tries to turn and flinch, but to no avail. The tentacles maintain their restraint perfectly while Sariel's foot squashes my poor womb. But strangely... even as it is being flattened, heaps of unnatural yet intense pleasure travel across my body, numbing my senses.

''It looks miserable.'' Sariel remarks, sounding amused, ''But you like this, don't you?''

''Myeh...''

Yes...

Having my most vulnerable part as a woman abused like this... it's the best.

''But the semen is splattered everywhere now... what a waste.''

''Mhmp... nghp...!''

While Sariel ponders, she begins picking on my drooping womb with her toes. From flicking it, pinching it, inserting a toe in, to slapping it against my pussy and rubbing up and down—each time pulling my broken body back to life. In the end, Sariel kneels before me again before tucking her cock back into my sack, intending for another round.

''Hah... only my wife's elf womb feels this comfortable.'' The dragoness teases, ''The grip is getting weaker, though?''

That's because you've been dragging it around like a rag...

''Which means I should change to accommodate it, right?''

...Huh?

For a moment, I do not quite understand what she says. However, reality soon dawns on me as the cock, which is already monstrous by usual standards, begins to swell. Even though I can only feel the tip inside my womb inflating, I am certain the remaining length has morphed into something truly monstrous as well.

And then... it happens.

''Nghp...!? Mhgnp...!''

A string of ungodly, terrified moans—almost screams—slips through my stuffed mouth as Sariel's elf-killing cock enters my stomach. Pushing my fun-sized womb in, the rod's true appearance quickly becomes apparent—the tip has been the smoothest and smallest part of it. Below, it has become a top-heavy, swelling piece of dragon cock that is soaked to the base with tall ridges, patterned like dragon scales.

Each centimeter deeper, my stomach is stretched beyond its limit to contain the destructive mass, each ridge scraping against my inner walls mercilessly, and of course, my poor womb that would soon become the punching bag of this monster.

At this point, my consciousness is already halfway outside the window, but the sensation of being impaled while having every hole stuffed remains vivid. And when my pussy finally swallows that thing to its base after minutes of excruciating penetration, I feel Sariel gently caressing my bulging abdomen as though she wants to soothe the pain of it.

Just that... when she eventually begins to thrust, my whole existence becomes a chaotic mess once again.

Ah... I'm not getting out of this alive.