The Strongest Student of the Weakest Academy

Plap!

Plap!

Plap!

Plap!

My hips slammed against her ass with relentless force as I fucked her from behind for what had to be the ninety-first time.

The wet, filthy sounds of my cock pounding into her cum-filled pussy filled the cosmic void without pause.

Her massive breasts dragged across the glowing sheets with every thrust, her body rocking hard from the strength I was putting into each stroke.

"Ahhhhnnn~!♥♥♥ Right there! Don’t stop! Your cock is so deep!" she moaned, her voice hoarse from hours of screaming.

"Harder! Fuck me harder! I can still take it!"

I gripped her hips tightly and pulled her back onto my dick with every thrust, burying myself to the hilt over and over.

Her pussy was a complete mess.

Stretched, swollen, and overflowing with the thick loads I had already pumped into her during the previous ninety rounds.

Every time I slammed in, more of our mixed fluids squelched out around my shaft and dripped down her thighs.

Squelch... plap... squelch... plap...

"Your pussy is still so fucking tight," I groaned, watching the way her entrance stretched obscenely around my thick cock.

"Even after all this... it’s still gripping me like it never wants to let go."

"Because it doesn’t!" she cried out, pushing her ass back to meet my thrusts.

"I want your cock inside me forever! Fill me again! Breed me! I don’t care how many times!"

I leaned over her back, one hand reaching around to roughly squeeze one of her heavy breasts while the other grabbed a fistful of her long dark hair and pulled her head back.

The new angle made her moan even louder, her voice breaking with every powerful thrust.

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

"You’re such a greedy slut... are you really the Creator of Everything?" I growled against her ear, never slowing my pace.

"Begging for more even after ninety rounds. Your pussy is completely ruined... and you still want more of my dick."

"Yesssss!♥ I’m your greedy slut! Ruin me more! Stretch my pussy with your thick cock! I love it! I love how rough you are!"

Her walls clenched hard around me as another orgasm crashed through her.

A fresh gush of her juices sprayed around my cock, mixing with the cum already leaking out of her.

Squiiiiiirt~!

"AHHHHHHH~!♥♥♥ I’M CUMMING AGAIN! YOUR COCK IS MAKING ME CUM SO HARD!"

I kept pounding into her through the orgasm, drawing it out as long as possible while her body shook violently beneath me.

Only when her arms gave out and she collapsed fully onto the bed did I finally slow down, still buried deep inside her twitching pussy.

Squelsh...♡

I pulled out with a wet sound.

A thick river of cum immediately poured from her stretched, gaping entrance and soaked the sheets beneath her.

"Hurggha... fughh... ahhaa~"

She was breathing hard, her body covered in sweat and the remnants of our fluids, but even now her hips twitched as if craving more.

I flipped her onto her back.

Her legs fell open limply, giving me a clear view of her thoroughly used pussy, which was red, swollen, and leaking continuously.

I lined my cock up again and thrust back in without warning.

Squelchhh!

"Ahhhhhnnn~!♥ You’re still so hard!" she moaned, her eyes rolling back as I filled her completely once more.

"How are you still this hard after so many rounds?!"

I grabbed her thighs and pushed them back until her knees were nearly against her shoulders, folding her in half as I started fucking her with deep, powerful thrusts again.

Squelsh! Plap, plap!

"Because your pussy feels too fucking good," I answered, watching the way her breasts bounced with every impact.

"Even after everything... it still sucks me in like it was made for my cock."

"It was!" she gasped, her hands gripping the sheets tightly.

"I created this body... and the only one I ever wanted inside it was you! So take it! Use it however you want!"

I leaned down and kissed her roughly, swallowing her moans as I continued to pound into her.

My tongue claimed her mouth while my cock claimed her pussy, the wet sounds of our bodies connecting never stopping.

Squelch... plap... squelch... plap...

She came again not long after, her walls clamping down on me so tightly that I had to force my way through each thrust.

More of her juices sprayed out around my dick as she screamed into the kiss.

I pulled out once more and flipped her onto her side, lifting one of her legs high as I thrust back into her from a new angle.

The position let me go even deeper. Every stroke punched a broken moan out of her throat as I fucked her without mercy.

"Fuuuuck♡♡♡! This angle! Your cock is hitting so deeeeeeep♡!" she cried out.

"I can feel it in my stomach! Don’t stop! Please doooooooon’t stooooop♡!"

I reached down and rubbed her swollen clit with my fingers while I continued thrusting.

Her reaction was immediate, as her entire body jerked as another orgasm tore through her almost instantly.

Squiiirt~!

"AHHHHH~!♥ TOO MUCH! I’M CUMMING AGAIN!"

I kept the same pace, rubbing her clit and fucking her through the orgasm until her body went completely limp.

Only then did I finally bury myself to the hilt and release another thick load deep inside her.

Throb... throb... throb...

"Ahhhhh~... I can feel your cum... filling me up again..." she whispered weakly, her voice almost gone from moaning so much.

I stayed inside her for a long moment, grinding slowly as the last pulses of my orgasm pumped more cum into her already overflowing pussy.

When I finally pulled out, the amount of fluid that leaked out was obscene... it was a thick, creamy mix that soaked the glowing sheets beneath us.

Thump...!

I collapsed onto the bed beside her, both of us breathing hard.

My cock was still semi-hard, but for the first time in what felt like forever, the urgent need to keep going had finally eased.

She turned her head to look at me, her face flushed and her hair a complete mess.

Even after ninety-one rounds, there was still a faint spark of hunger in her mismatched eyes... but it was much quieter now.

"...Maybe we should take a real break," she said softly, her voice incredibly hoarse from all the moaning and screaming.

"If we keep going... I think I might actually pass out."

I let out a low breath and nodded, staring up at the endless cosmic void above us.

"Yeah. For now."

She shifted closer and rested her head on my chest, her long dark hair with silver-white strands spilling across my skin.

One of her hands lazily traced small circles over my abdomen, still sticky in places from everything we had done.

For a while, neither of us spoke. The only sounds were our gradually steadying breaths and the soft hum of residual cosmic energy in the air.

Eventually, I broke the silence.

"...Is it really possible to defeat you?"

The Creator Woman went still against me.

Her fingers stopped moving on my skin.

For several long seconds, she didn’t answer. When she finally spoke, her voice was quieter than before.

"It should be," she nodded lightly.

"Those Trumpets are like parts of my power. When you gather eleven of them, your power should be equal to mine... though not superior. But... if you use those Trumpets... even if you need to explode them to get a small power-up during a short period of time... you should be able to defeat me."

I turned my head slightly to look at her. She was staring up at the void, her expression unreadable for once.

"Explode them?" I repeated.

She nodded slowly, then shifted so she was lying more on top of me, her massive breasts pressing warmly against my chest.

She leaned up and pressed a soft kiss to the corner of my mouth before answering.

"The Trumpets are concentrated fragments of my authority," she murmured against my lips.

"If you force them to release everything at once... you’ll get a temporary surge that goes beyond equality. It won’t last long. Maybe a few minutes at most. But in that window... yes. You could overwhelm me."

She kissed me again, slower this time, her tongue briefly brushing against mine before she pulled back just enough to speak.

"Of course," she added with a small, teasing smile, "that would also mean destroying the Trumpets permanently. You’d lose that power afterward. And if you fail to finish me in that short time... I’d win by default."

I stayed quiet, processing her words.

She took the opportunity to trail light kisses along my jaw, then down to the side of my neck, where she had been bitten so many times during our rounds.

"You’re thinking too hard again," she whispered softly, her breath falling in my skin.

"Even after all that, your mind is already back on the fight."

"Someone has to be," I replied.

She laughed softly and bit my neck lightly, nowhere near as hard as before, before soothing the spot with her tongue.

"I like that about you," she admitted.

"Most people would still be trying to recover after ninety-one rounds. You’re already planning how to kill me."

She sat up a little, straddling my waist casually as she looked down at me.

Her hair fell around her face, and the soft glow of the bed made her mismatched eyes seem even more vivid.

"I’ll even give you a hint," she said, tracing a finger down the center of my chest.

"When the time comes... don’t hesitate. If you hold back even a little during that surge, I’ll recover and end it. You have to go for the kill the moment the power peaks."

I raised an eyebrow.

"You’re giving me advice on how to defeat you?"

She leaned down again and kissed me deeply, her hands resting on either side of my head.

When she pulled away, there was a complicated mix of emotions in her eyes... excitement, affection, and something almost like resignation.

"I’ve been alive for a very long time, Luntheris," she said quietly.

"I’ve watched billions of candidates fail. You’re the first one who made me feel something real. If anyone is going to end this... I want it to be you."

She kissed me once more, softer this time, then rested her forehead against mine.

"Besides," she added with a small, playful smile, "if you win... I’ll still be around in some form. Creators don’t disappear that easily. And I’ve grown rather attached to this body... and to you."

I didn’t answer right away.

My hands rested on her waist, feeling the warmth of her skin as we stayed like that in the quiet of the cosmic void.

Eventually, she settled back down against my chest, her breathing slow and content.

"Rest for a bit longer," she murmured.

"When you’re ready... we can finish this."