"Yeah," he said. He pulled back and slammed. "She was popular. Among the nobles. Before she became a commander. Before she became your strict, commanding, sister. She was a fuck toy for men with titles. Four of them. At once. Like you are now. Except she liked it. She asked for it. She became a woman the way women are meant to become women."
He pulled out.
SKHLRK—
The cock emerged. The blood and the wetness mixed. The gaping entrance leaked. He gripped her waist. He lifted her. She was light. He turned her. He bent her over the rock. Her face pressed against the cold stone. Her knees found the ground. Her ass was up.
"Like a bitch," he said. "This is how she liked it. From behind. Taking it deep. Begging for it."
He positioned the head against her entrance from behind.
"Now you know."
He slammed.
"AAAAAANGHH~!!"
Seven inches in a single thrust. The depth was brutal. The angle was new. She felt him in places she had not felt him before. Her face slid against the rock. Her hands gripped the edge. Her hair fell across her face.
"She took four," he said.
PAH PAH.
"Four cocks. In one night. A noble’s party. She was the entertainment. She spread her legs for men she had just met. She drank their seed. She became a woman that night. And you are becoming one now."
"No—" Lena’s voice was broken. "No— no— no—"
But the memory was coming.
’!’
A door. A door in their old house. She was seven. Or eight. She had woken up. She had heard sounds. She had walked down the hallway. She had pressed her eye to the keyhole of her sister’s bedroom door.
She had seen.
She had seen her sister. Younger. Vess at nineteen. On her bed. On her hands and knees. A man behind her. Another in front. Two more holding her wrists. The sounds were the same. The flesh sounds. The cries. The same position. The same thing inside her sister that was now inside her.
The cocks were smaller.
But she knew. She knew it was the same thing. The same act. The same violation that her sister was now pretending she had never experienced.
Tears broke her face.
"AAAAAANGHH~!!" she screamed. "MY SISTER— MY SISTER ALSO TOOK FOUR OF SUCH COCKS— AAAAAANGHH~!!"
He grabbed her hair.
He pulled her head back. He drove deeper. Eight inches. Nine. The walls of her cunt were adapting. The blood had stopped. The wetness had increased. She was still tight — virginal tight — but the slickness was allowing him to move.
"She did," he said. "And she loved it. And she became what she is because of it. And now you will too. You will take my cock. You will take my seed. You will become a woman. And you will be stronger than her. Because you had me first."
He pulled her up.
He lifted her from the rock. He held her in the air. Her legs dangled. Her pussy was aligned with his cock. He let her weight sink her down onto him.
"AAAAAANGHH~!! HNGHH~!! KYAAANGH~!!"
The depth was absolute. The head punched against her cervix. Her womb opened. The bulge in her belly was visible — a clear, rounded protrusion where the head pressed against her inner wall. He held her there. He bounced her. Using her weight to drive her down onto him.
PAH PAH PAH—
"AAAAAANGHH~!! HNGHH~!! HAAAAANGHH~!! MASTER— PLEASE— I AM— I AM BECOMING— AAAAAANGHH~!!"
He turned her.
He laid her back on the rock. He lifted her legs. He folded her like a frog. Her knees were pressed against her shoulders. Her pussy was open and exposed. He looked at her face. The tears. The snot. The saliva. The absolute ruin of an innocent girl’s face.
He pushed.
All twelve inches.
SKHLRK—
"KKKKHAAAAAAANNGHHHHHH~~~~~~~~~~~!!!!!!~~~~~~~~"
The scream was not human. It was the sound of a cervix being forced open. The sound of a womb receiving a demon cock for the first time. The sound of a maiden becoming something else entirely.
He held himself deep.
He looked down at her. At the belly bulge where his cock was clearly outlined under her skin. At the gaping entrance stretched around his base. At the blood and the wetness and the seed that was already leaking from around the shaft.
"Now," he said. "You are a woman."
He began to fuck her.
PAH PAH PAH PAH PAH—
"AAAAAANGHH~!! HNGHH~!! KYAAANGH~!! HAAAAANGHH~!! PLEASE— PLEASE— I CAN’T— I CAN’T—"
Her eyes rolled back. Her tongue came out. The tears were streaming. The snot was bubbling. She was being fucked in a way that her body had no context for. The rock beneath her was wet with her fluids. Her hands were gripping her own knees, holding her legs apart because he had told her to and she was doing it because she had no other instructions.
"Your sister," he said, his hips snapping, "took four. But you are taking twelve. You are the strong one. You are the woman. Tell me. Tell me you are a woman."
"I AM— HAH— A WOMAN— HAH— I AM— HAH— AAAAAANGHH~!!"
He came.
The load was thick. It was hot. It was massive. The seed flooded her womb directly. The head was pressed against her deepest point. The cum had nowhere to go but into her. It filled her cervix. It rounded her belly. It poured back out around his shaft in thick, white, continuous streams.
She felt it.
She felt the warmth. The fullness. The completion. Her eyes rolled back completely. Her mouth opened. The scream that came out was not a scream anymore. It was a moan. A long, continuous, completely surrendered moan.
"AAAAAAAHN~~~~~~~~"
He held her.
He held her legs folded. He held his cock buried. He let the seed settle. He looked at her face. At the blank, empty, completely fucked expression of a girl who had been a maiden five minutes ago and was now a woman with a demon cock in her womb.
He pulled out.
SKHLRK—
The cock emerged. The seed and blood and virgin wetness mixed. The gaping entrance stayed open. A thick, white glob of cum fell immediately from her cunt onto the rock. Then another. Her belly was still slightly rounded. Her thighs were shaking.
She lay on the rock.
She looked at the sky.
The stars were bright. The moon was full. She was naked from the waist down. Her pussy was ruined and leaking. Her face was a mess of tears and snot and saliva.
She turned her head.
She looked at him.
"Sir," she whispered.
He smiled.
He stood. His cock was still half-hard, glistening, hanging heavy between his thighs. He looked at her. At the ruin he had made. At the woman he had created.
"Happy birthday," he said.
He reached down. He lifted her. He held her against his chest. She was limp. Her face pressed against his shoulder. Her breath was shallow.
He slowly entered the pool as he added.
"We have the whole night left to thoroughly widen your womanhood for this world to see while I tell you, how your sister become a woman that night."