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God knows. Why the lowly human behaved as he did, Asterios has no idea.

The jackal shakes off the confusing thoughts and continues with what he has left. He draws the black liquid together, then lifts Jeremy's body slightly into the air. In this position, it's better to give pleasure through full penetration.

"Mmffghhh...! Nnnh...!"

Jeremy's legs buckle in the dark matter. He can't break free yet, only struggling as his mouth continues to make desperate, muffled sounds. The tentacles squash him so tightly that the man's plump thighs bulge in between. And with  the sweat glistening on the smooth pale flesh, Jeremy looks quite appetising.

Asterios takes hold of the middle-aged man's legs and spreads them. Between Jeremy's buttocks, which are as immaculate as his groin, is a gaping, dripping hole in the middle. Above the perineum are the roots of his testicles and penis, held together by black, slender tentacles.

There is something arousing about the sight of a big, buffy man with his legs spread, bound tightly by tentacles that contrast with his skin colour. The tattooed barcode above Jeremy's chiseled abs throbs with every breath he takes.

Deciding that the sight is too erotic, the jackal pulls up a strand of black tentacles and gently probes the twitching hole.

'Ah...wait, that's weird, please...'

"Ummfghhh...nnnghhh!"

Picking up on Jeremy's plea, Asterios slows his pace up the inner wall, but that doesn't stop him from injecting the writhing monstrosity.

"Heugh! Uh, nnghh...!"

Unlike the tentacles that bound Jeremy's limbs, the thing crawling in his assh0le has no definite shape. It's more like a gooey fluid, or slime, than a tentacle---causing a strange, uncomfortable sensation as it flows inside him. Jeremy involuntarily stiffens his back and shuffles his feet, shaking his head frantically.

What a cheap trick.

"I have to admit, you've got more balls than most Thelmas."

Asterios continues to inject the black liquid until Jeremy's stomach swells slightly.

"Mmmh...uffgh...huff...!"

'W-what...!'

Jeremy's eyes widen as he feels something flutter and flare inside him. While other creatures usually chose to fvck when mating, Asterios had chosen a completely different method this time.

The sound of slimy liquid friction echoes loudly. At the same time, the shapeless thing takes shape inside Jeremy, clearly outlining his stomach.

"Mmngh...nnhh...nghh...hnngh...!"

Plop, plop! The lumpy, massive shape of the c0ck rises and falls over Jeremy's lower abdomen. It stretches and swells where the barcode tattoo is, creating a bulge where it supposed to be flat.

The middle-aged man bites his lip and twists his waist at the sensation. The tentacles raging in his stomach is brutal.

"AUUNGFFFGH...! GUFGHKK...!"

Jeremy's lower stomach flutters from time to time. He wriggles his upper body, unable to resist the tingling sensation he feels in his lower half as the c0ck imprints itself on his stomach and then disappears. No matter how hard it presses against his stomach, all Jeremy can feel is the squishy liquid inside. Then suddenly, as it presses against his sensitive spots, a dizzying sensation he had never felt before washes over him.

"Mmphh...nnghhh...!"

Jeremy begins to struggle to breathe, and for a moment his vision becomes black and blurred. Realising that he is on the verge of losing consciousness, Jeremy shakes convulsively.

Down there, the hideous slimy c0ck is still on the rampage, spreading and writhing inside Jeremy's assh0le, groping for the entrance to the womb.

"I can't believe you're so excited about this. Did you even aware at all?"

"Uffh...hffnngh...mffghhh...!"

The mass that has been relentlessly rubbing its head against the tightly closed entrance to the womb is finally stops moving. Then it slowly coalesced into an elongated column, clinging to the slippery inner walls as if adsorbed.

Having been stimulated to the edge of his tolerance, Jeremy cannot contain his excitement any longer. His body releases a torrent of milk. Spurting and spurting, it forms a small waterfall over his bulging pecs. No matter how hard and how often the tentacles suck, there will always be enough milk to overflow.

"......!"

The tentacle sticks its head into the entrance of the womb and begins to squirt liquid through the narrow opening. 

SPURT---

"......!"

Jeremy arched his back, gagging in surprise, his body shaking with excitement. A feeling of intense exhilaration washes over his plump body, it feels so good beyond heavenly.

"MFFGHH...HMMPFHH!"

Dried tears gather at the corners of Jeremy' glassy eyes and roll down his cheeks. The middle-aged man blinks the tears back and accepts the injection of fluid. It feels so good it makes his hair stand on end.

"Unnghhh...! Heuughk...!"

The injection doesn't stop there. The thumping on the neck of the womb resumes. Jeremy's feet are full of sperm, the entrance to his assh0le is irritated. The soles of his feet burn. His legs feel like they are going to cramp. And his whole body is twitching violently on its own.

"MPPFFGHH...UNNGH...GUUFHHK...!"

'There, that's so good...! More, more...'

"I think you're being a bit more honest now... That seems to satisfy you, huh?"

A low growl echoes from the writhing tentacle. Asterios pulls back the part of his body that had been transformed into a tentacle. His lower half is still a shapeless bundle of tentacles, but his upper half takes the form of a jackal. Forming the tips of his many tentacles into hands, the jackal begins to caress Jeremy's hot body.

"Ahhhh...nnnhhh...mnnffhhhh...!"

Surprised by the Jackal's voice in his ear, Jeremy jerks his head around only to find a pair of jet black hands cupping his round, beautiful breasts. The large hands are gently squeezing his breasts, hard enough to make milk ooze out.

Of course, this is only the illusion of a milk-producing human accustomed to stimulation. A human male's wet mammary glands won't produce milk without a lot of pressure, so Asterios has to squeeze them hard.

Jeremy moans in satisfaction as the jackal's hands continue to squeeze his breasts, not caring that they may crush them out of shape.

"I may not be a god, but I am almost all-powerful in here."

The jackal sniffs at the human's ear. He sticks out his long tongue and licks his cheek, tasting the sweaty and salty skin. Jeremy's fevered body is so close that Asterios can feel the heat radiating from it.

Liking the heat of Jeremy's exuberance compared to his own cool body, Asterios leans closer and buries his tentacles deeper.

"If you wish, I can make you rich, or I can make you enjoy heavenly pleasure without any worries for the rest of your life."

Asterios's c0ck expands and contracts, leaving Jeremy with an icy, slimy feeling in the pit of his stomach. It feels like a liquid-filled water balloon bursting inside. A trickle of deep black juice drips down between Jeremy's pale legs and crawls back up.

"So be honest."

"Mmffh...! Ahhh...! Uhhh...! Noffhh...!"




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