The Roar Of The Ocean
Terrified
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"Wait—?!" Ilda looked up, something had just entered through his nose. Smells very strong.
With a tense face, the man decided to walk—away away from his research site towards the edge of the pool.
He's not wrong.
"Why is there a smell of human blood coming from there?" murmured, curious. Although Ilda seems to have known, whose blood it belongs to.
The only human here.
Who else if not—T I V A N A.
"What have you done to him... the comedian?"
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Degh's!
Tivana gasped, the sound of water falling from the ceiling of the cave made her startled. The woman's hearing is now very sharp, as well as her nails. Turned like claws.
Tivana crouching under a large robe, hugging tightly with both hands— tried to hide the entire body that slowly had resembled a fish or rather a siren.
Sometimes the woman trembled, unlike the figure before. Though Tivana has tried well to adapt, but whatever the power of hatred and anger that he has now is not enough.
Not enough at all to cover the face full of fear possessed by Tivana.
At this time the woman was left alone, in a cave with a humid temperature and the light of her fire from a magic. Some time ago a silly incident occurred, where Ilda dragged forcibly coedian under the pretext of hunting—padahat if only a glance will surely know that the figure just wants to give space to think for Tivana. Be the condition of the woman as she is now. Cowering in fear with a pale face inside a large robe.
After the 'it' happened again. |
Tivana hopes she can forget it. But something that flows and leaves a sticky trail in the groin area can't fool the mind. Even the lower part of Tivana's stomach feels churny, nauseous.
He wants to vomit but can't.
Feels full. Stomach or? More precisely Tivana's womb.
Memory strands of events some time ago reappeared, circling in the head to make the woman feel dizzy. Heat. He hopes, he can forget it, so on said the inner goddess Tivana even though in fact clearly can not.
The more he tries, the clearer the memory haunts Tivana's mind. Damnit damnit! Damnit damnit! Damnit. Curse the woman.
Just want to cry.
He's not strong anymore.
Tivana lowered her head, hiding the face on both knees cloaked in robes.
Begging to God.
"Can you make me forget?" Together with tears that unwittingly had fallen wet his knees.
Tes~
Tivana looks tired. |
He then cried so hard—so-so until the roar of grief echoed throughout the gaps in the cave.
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"It's a punishment for making me jealous of Ilda." whispered comedian softly in a sensual tone. His fingers moved to forcefully open Tivana's mouth. The creature's tongue then protruded out, in-between the sharp fangs.
Slowly the face of the medians advanced, approaching the face of Tivana until the nose of the two creatures of different races hit each other then without a second thought oseidian directly slip his tongue into the oral cavity Tivana. The woman in his warm embrace.
Fondling with a very deep kiss without the slightest gap between them.
Tastes sweet.
Like opium, the comedian grew increasingly violent kissing Tivana's lips. Exploring every inch of the woman's oral cavity with her long tongue.
Ah~
She's tense.
The two hands of the comedian moved, fumbling at the back that seemed to have begun to scaly. Tivana's body changes continue. The half-fish creature transfers a certain amount of saliva to Tivana.
Slowly but surely, a few scales sprung up— covering an area that has not been scaly. the comedian was happy, he finished his long kiss and smiled proudly.
Like seeing a masterpiece.
The color of Tivana's scales turns peachy. Contrary to the color of the comedian fins which are dominated by emerald colors but that's okay. Luminous pink like peaches is perfect for Tivana.
It is impossible to imagine how beautiful Tivana will be if she has turned into a siren perfectly.
the comedian then wraps his tail. Shit, the creature's personal assets look urgent—asked to get out of place. According to the heat instinct, the object that had broken into Tivana finally reappeared. Swiping with the groin of a woman who is currently unconscious, who else if not Tivana.
I want to enter into Ana, the inner creature as the fish.
Groping the abdominal area near Tivana's uterus. Obviously this refers to the intimate relationship between himself and the figure of the woman, in short, the comedian wants to marry. Scatter all the fluid that will later become the forerunner of their eggs right into the body Tivana.
Tch!
The comedian's view is increasingly covered by fog. He's so passionate.
"Really, is that okay?" muttered to himself slowly, cradling the decision. He didn't want to make Tivana overdose on intake like last time but his current inventory is already on the verge of a limit. He can't take it anymore.
The half-fish creature suddenly remembered Ilda had said 'enjoy your time'—that means?
He can touch Tivana's body.
Aye?!
Don't you!
And guess what happened to Tivana.
the comedian was so crazy, having intercourse with quite violent movements. Diablery. He was filled with excitement, like there was a dopamine effect affecting his subconscious.
It keeps repeating, until all the fluid produced by his personal assets fills Tivana's stomach. It even made the owner of the body wake up from fainting due to pain.
"Aragh!" he grimaced, about to cry.
Both eyes of Tivana perfectly patterned, the hand that was on the shoulder of the comedian has turned into a sharp—like claw. Tivana stuck that thing. comedian bergeming. Not feeling the slightest pain.
Although he clearly witnessed the extraordinary shock face of Tivana, Osedian seemed to try not to care. Continue the activity until the pain ring turns into a delicious groan.
"Ah~" comedian moaned satisfied, along with Tivana who had displayed a limp face.
How-how long?
How long have they been doing this shit? Ask the goddess Tivana, leaning between the curves of Osedian's shoulders. He thought the long moaning earlier was a signal that all this would end, it turned out that reality was not what Tivana had imagined.
the comedian continued. Go on, go on, and on. Until it feels like Tivana remembers she fainted from fatigue 5 times.
Tired up!
"Ak-ku.. le—Lah ose-dian.." whispered Tivana right beside the earlobe of the half-fish creature. And miraculously, the comedian stopped. His face appeared.
This is the first time Ana has called out my name, the inner figure. Feeling very, very, very happy—back to hear Tivana calling her name after a few years since their separation.
"Remain..cease-i.." a soft whisper from Tivana's mouth was heard again.
Mengulum smiles, comedians then says—
"Alright Dear~" he said.
"Let'S CONTINUE later."
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