103. Morale Boost Yas (2)

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Little Yongyong was thoroughly screwed.

Rachel seemed absolutely furious.

“Did you think I couldn’t do anything just because I always take it?” Her glare made me secretly excited.

“Uh? Wait. Let’s talk after untying this paper-“

I smiled disarmingly, but she flashed a wicked grin.

“You could just burn it away.”

“That’s cruel!” Burning it would hurt Rachel too – she knew I wouldn’t.

Thus began the world’s strongest dragon getting raped by paper.

“*sob* Mother, father. Your daughter is being violated.”

“You’re an orphan.”

“Oh right.”

Where did she learn such creative family insults?

Suddenly, Rachel thrust my scale-crafted dildo inside.

*Schlick!*

“Hyeeek?!”

Though I made it, this dildo was monstrous – comparable to my Black Dragon form’s girth.

My lower body trembled violently, already aroused from anticipation.

Years of self-stimulation made me instinctively writhe at penetration.

“Hehe. My hubby’s cute when he cries~” *Thrust thrust*

“Wait-no! This is-hnng!♥”

Too late. Rachel’s paper magic peeled back my clitoral hood, firmly gripping the exposed nub.

“What if I vibrate this cute bean? You’ll squirm, won’t you?”

Her predatory smile promised devouring me whole.

“Dear, perhaps we should stop. I might die from overstimulation.”

“Nonsense. Let me gift you womb-shaking pleasure.”

“I don’t want that gif-mmph!”

*Squelch!* The dildo kissed my cervix while paper fingers abused my clit.

“Hic! Clit’s too-Ahh! Not circumcised glans! Hyaa!♥”

“Close already? Hehe~”

God help me-Rachel had hidden techniques!

Soon, I erupted.

*Sploosh!*

Mind blanking, I soaked Rachel’s face in my juices-startlingly copious.

Wave after wave of feminine pleasure overwhelmed me-something my male self never experienced.

My transformed body now trembled with uterine contractions, irrevocably female.

Rachel, drenched in dragon essence, became the first elf to receive such…blessings.

“My turn now~” I broke free while she gaped, pinning her down.

Heh. Serves her right, getting bathed in my nectar.

“W-wait-“

“For you, my dear, I’ll diligently rub this clit.” Operation: Clit Porridge.

Exposed clits are hypersensitive-comparable to uncircumcised glans.

“You showed no mercy earlier.”

A century of “porridge-making” never dulled Rachel’s reactions as she shuddered.

“I dreamed of kneading pink slime,” I lied, targeting her clit.

“That’s torture! We’ve done this before!”

“Says the skin-peeler? I’m still impaled!”

Oddly satisfying, my scale dildo filled me perfectly while vaginal muscles clenched around it.

*Slurp* I approached her pussy reverently.

*Scrub scrub*

“KYAAAAH!”

Palm-rubbing her swollen nub elicited delicious screams-pain and pleasure entwined.

“Hng! Mercy! I-I’ve gone mad! Ngh!♥”

“No reprieves~”

Eventually, her juices flowed freely as I “milked” her clit like a caught fish.

“Haa…too sensitive…stop…”

“Then let’s finish this.” I split my snake tongue.

“No! Don’t-“

*Flicker lick*

Rachel’s hips bucked violently as I tongue-raped her engorged nub.

Finally, she arched spectacularly-

*SQUIRT!*

-soaking the sheets.

“The night’s young,” I whispered. “I’ll match Leina’s treatment~♥”

* * *

Seoul

In a rainy alleyway bar, a shiny-pated man entered-Choi Cheol-sik, meeting his old academy friend turned president, Ha Jeong-seok.

“You know why I’m here,” Choi growled. “Baekhwa’s full capabilities are unknown, yet you charge blindly?”

Ha scoffed. “Since when did you become so cowardly? If she were truly powerful, she’d have acted sooner.”

“You’re provoking a hornet’s nest! As president-“

“Korea’s guilds are the world’s strongest! What can some country girl and her ragtag monsters do against our military thousands?”

Choi recalled their academy days-Ha had always been this arrogant bastard.

“You haven’t changed.”

“A man should keep his初心 (初心:初心).”

“That初心 should’ve died.” Choi left, ignoring Ha’s muttering: “Still stealing drinks, I see. That rainbow serpent liquor was rare…”