episode_0249

“Woooh, oooooh―♡”

Rough moans erupt from all directions. The chapel is transformed into a haven of lust, a playground of carnal pleasure. Erina writhes, buried deep within the fervent hands of the insatiable. Some caress and lick her luscious thighs, while others press their lips to her engorged glans, a crimson hue threatening to bloom. Others still suckle her ripe nipples as if they were candy, fondling breasts too large to hold in one hand, kneeling between her legs to lick her vulva, and others diligently attend to the shaft of her cock.

*Churp, churp—Tchoooooop—♡*

Oh, ooooh―♡ Ungooooh♡

Sweat and pheromones saturate everything. Trembling voices release a torrent of hot breath.

Aaang♡ Cock-nim―♡ *Churlup, churulurut—♡*

The blessed devotees have achieved a level of physical prowess almost matching that of heroes. While the enhanced blessing’s duration is short, it’s far beyond what Erina can possibly counter with her strength.

‘Like this, like thiiis― I can’t help it♡’

“Oooooh, ooooongooh♡ Oooooh―♡”

The pleasure surges, overflowing from her overflowing fullness, making her body twitch uncontrollably, rendering her powerless. Erina’s smooth white skin glistens with saliva. Every time a hand manipulates her heavy cock, attempting to wrest it away, Erina reaches a fleeting climax. Semen wells up.

“Take it, take me! Give me your cock in my pussy, Master!♡”

“Me first!♡♡♡♡ I’ve been so wet!♡♡♡ I can’t be satisfied by anyone but you, Master!♡”

“Aaang♡♡ Erina-nim’s thick, large Futanari cock-nim♡♡”

“Unggiingit♡♡♡”

Beyond the lewd licking of Erina’s breasts, armpits, and vulva, numerous large and small buttocks press forward, their wet vulvas emanating a strong scent of female musk. Those who cannot reach Erina’s body intertwine with each other, rubbing clitorises and nipples, their devotion deepening. Only a thick, sticky sensuality fills the space.

“Ugh♡ Oooooongo-ok♡”

‘I, I can’t hurt the devotees―♡ Uung, huh-ung―♡ There’s no other way—”

“Oooooh, oooooh♡”

Erina, her breasts and cock relentlessly toyed with, surrenders to the overwhelming sensations of pleasure and ecstasy. Her lower back arches uncontrollably in pleasure, rendering her limp.

“I’ll take it, take it, I’m going to take it, Uhiiik♡ Wooongohoo-ok―♡ Oooooh♡♡”

“Aaaaaaat♡ Damn it!♡♡♡”

One devotee, a rather large one, pushes aside others and forces her vulva against Erina’s cock. The tightening vulva muscles grip from the tip of the glans, causing Erina to arch her back wildly in climax. There’s no way her already prone-to-premature-ejaculation futanari cock can withstand this blessed intensity of constriction.

With a face of utterly shameful vulgarity, eyes rolling back, tongue lolling out, drooling, the massive futanari cock explodes with semen, filling the womb and overflowing. As if loathe to waste even a drop, the clinging devotees—females—lick up the spilled semen, and the point of insertion.

The one impaled also experienced a physical enhancement; however, their resistance to pleasure hadn’t improved. The mere touch of Erina’s enormous cock to her entrance sent spasms of climax rippling down to her fingertips, but as her womb filled with semen, a sense of female fulfillment washed over her, driving her into a deeper climax.

“Oooooh♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡”

Yet, unlike a cock, the vulva can’t reach climax with just one orgasm. Despite her womb being full of semen, she pushes her hips forward, trying to drain Erina’s cock further.

“Unghiiit♡”

Those who haven’t been able to penetrate Erina caress her glistening smooth skin, breasts, and vulva, while others engage in a contest of deep kisses involving rubbing vulvas and clitorises to determine their turn. Erina must satisfy them all. Even for someone as exceptionally skilled as Erina, it begins to feel naturally impossible.

“Oooooh―♡ Ooooooh♡♡♡♡”

Naturally, even if she wants to stop, she can’t. The pleasure doesn’t cease. The divine power overflows, threatening to drive her even further into madness. The fear of succumbing to the corruption that accompanies an overflow of divine power torments her; yet, the feeling is intensely pleasurable, almost to the point of being fatal.

Orgasms continue to erupt, semen endlessly coating everyone.

Each ejaculation’s potent compounds intensify the frenzy.

She doesn’t know how many vulvas she’s serviced. In the throes of extreme pleasure, her cock is relentlessly milked, her back arching repeatedly, and she spills all her bodily fluids.

‘Haa, haaat, haaaaang, haa, haa, haaaaa— I, I’m really going to have a big, big problem oooooh―’

“Savior-nim, it’s my turn!―♡”

“Ah, it’s my turn.”

An Orc and an Elf fight over Erina’s large cock; they rub it between their breasts, glaring at each other.

“Savior-nim, my breasts are better, right?”

“Humph. Your saggy breasts? Mine are firmer. Right, Erina? Old hag, get out of the way.”

“Wh, what did you say?!??? O, old hag?? You short-lived kind, how dare you!!!”

The soft pressure of their breasts encircles the cock, squeezing it tightly, causing Erina to moan only in pleasure.

“Ugoh, ooooh―♡”

They expertly suck out her energy with delicious efficiency. The devotees, having savored Erina’s cock to their heart’s contentment, collapse, which is fortunate, but the pools of semen on the floor attest to the extent of her depletion.

“Hooh, hoooooh….”

The long and powerful blessing is finally waning. Five minutes, just five more minutes until the service ends. However, such intense blessings bring an equally strong backlash when the power fades, leaving her immobile for quite some time.

The aroma of female musk and semen assaults her senses. Every breath draws pheromones deep into her lungs, keeping her cock hard and throbbing. Reflexively using recovery techniques to expel the overflowing divine power exhausts her, preventing her from even collapsing.

*Bruruluk―♡ Bruruluk♡*

Counting the number of shots is pointless. Erina, like a stud, simply continues to relentlessly sow her seed upon everyone.

“Iiiit♡ Ooooooh―♡ Oooh♡ My precious young miss!♡ I’ll get pregnant! Aaaat♡ Give me something even stronger!♡”

“Erina’s breasts are delicious!♡ Chewy and firm, and the nipples are yummy♡”

Indulging in her large breasts, she waits for her next turn. Numerous devotees still covet her cock, which is so plastered with other women’s fluids that the underlying skin is barely visible.

Finally, five minutes pass.

The female devotees, one by one, experience the sharp decline of their enhanced physical abilities and collapse. With the Elf collapsing on Erina’s cock in exhaustion, the seemingly endless service finally concludes. Erina collapses too, utterly devoid of energy, not wanting to lift even a finger.

She manages to extract the elf from her engorged, messy cock, giving it at least some respite. Her breasts still tremble with each ragged breath, her cock still stiff, a testament to her ongoing pleasure.

Even for someone like her, who constantly seeks pleasure, such a surge is enough to make her lose consciousness. And the next service will soon begin. She can’t do anything except tremble with pleasure.

It takes 30 minutes before she manages to regain her senses and raise herself.

She struggles to get up, her body coated in fluids, and makes her way out of the chapel. The other devotees remain collapsed, seemingly asleep from exhaustion.

“Haa, haa….”

“Ah, Priestess. I, is it over?”

A nun, face flushed, asks from outside the chapel, the wetness on her thighs a clear sign of recent masturbation.

“Yes. I, I’m sorry, but please tell everyone that the second service is cancelled. It was… much more intense than expected.”

“… gulp. Y, yes. R, rest.”

She swallows at the mention of intensity, more moisture tracing down her thigh. Her hopeful expression is plain to see, but Erina has absolutely no energy left to satisfy her cravings. With a weary body, she goes to clean herself. She wants help, but knows no one will leave her cock alone, so going alone is better.

‘Uuuugh. It was more than ten times harder than I expected. Even more than I thought… If this continues, I’ll really be drained to death…. My cock is so sore….’

She hadn’t anticipated such hardship. But Erina isn’t one to be defeated. She can’t give up. She needs to train harder, much harder.

Erina thoroughly cleanses her body, washing away the grime and calming her mind and body.