Munetsuchi

[Apollymi]

This one thrust felt like it was taking longer than the girl's entire first sexual experience from start to finish. It was somehow positive irrespective of the world trying to stop them from making it happen. Of course, her choice to become that which the world could not control, seemed to be furthering her progress quite a bit. At the half-way mark a tiny moan fell past her open mouth as her tongue danced against Mugen's. Everything she'd done, had been her own choice, from the start of this interaction to her growing shift in form. Every step forward she took, was a lash outward, not just at the boy on the floor, but at all of them for their lies.

Granted, given what this was actually like when someone knew what they were doing, she assumed this could very well be the thing she enjoyed most about life now. She was curious about the world, she did want to know things, but... sex was great and she had no reason to abstain. Ah, well there was the one reason, but that wasn't a problem for now. No, right just now, she was too busy enjoying. She was too busy pushing towards satisfaction and gratification. That shift in her form was making its way deeper still. Her hips fleshed out along with strangely an almost inviting pulse seeming to start somewhere near her womb. Her hips were almost wiggling as she desired a descent. A plunge was coming and it was something she was sure she wanted even as her form was settling a from head to foot. It was being reinforced by the swapping of saliva. How interesting that something considered so sultry was actually quite helpful if one's desire was to ingest mana and thus transform their being.

[Bloodedge]

The two were at a precipice of evolution, not only in a way that applied to Kaguya's new form. Soon, they would become a unit in a manner this world accepted by force of their combined will. As their tongues sloshed about between and within their mouths, Mugen never stopped pushing forward with his hips. He could have made this a lot easier long ago. Of course, doing so would have been a great risk. Could Kaguya have overcome such a thing? He thought so, but he also found this method more fun. It was always worthwhile to take time and smell the proverbial roses when exploring the taboo.

Ah, but Mugen believed they had both waited long enough. The power within Kaguya was undoubtedly reaching a boiling point with haste, so he saw only positives in the potential of... instantly tipping her over the edge, in the multitude of ways such a phrase could be taken. His eyes were drawn to narrow slits, glowing as he stared into hers. Her tongue tasted of his mana, but her loins needed much more. So then... he'd give more. Against the world's order, Mugen flexed his very soul against the human girl's existence, leaving her to do with the circumstance as she pleased. This effort allowed that continuous thrust to break through 'reality' as the world dictated, and... that wasn't all it broke through. One sudden burst lodged the demon fully into Kaguya's body. His jewels slapped against her undercarriage, though perhaps that wouldn't be her primary concern? Perhaps she'd be more interested in the bypassing of her cervix ─ something he even neglected to mention as a possibility earlier. Oh well. Surely she'd quickly adjust to having his girth wedged in her womb. If she didn't... well, she'd have even more to deal with in a matter of moments.

[Apollymi]

Evolution. That wasn't something that Kaguya had considered until they were already engaged. Mugen was pushing forward and gravity was helping to shift her down. Though maybe that wasn't the case, maybe that twitching in her womb space was like her body trying to pull it in. Perhaps there were some lessons she couldn't properly idealize from someone who didn't share the same body parts? Oh well, she was about to find out something rather interesting.

Her eyes were open to slits already, and soon she found Mugen looking into her eyes as well. His were glowing, it was so nice. And there was still more to come, a random push happened and it wasn't just a little more taken. No, Mugen pushed as far as he could which was well past Kaguya's understanding of the entire thing. His cock pushed past what she would have assumed was the end of her and lodged itself against her womb. It was such a myriad of sensation to go along with her strange feelings. Her body convulsed, and her loins tightened and released themselves around that promising push. Her eyes had widened, her tongue had gone limp, she was even drooling just a little, both from her loins and from her mouth. How... satisfying.

It wasn't just that it was fully a gratifying experience, no... she also felt so tingly. She'd never felt this sort of connection before and though she had no independent understanding of it... she felt fully like accepting it. This was it. The height of experience, the truth of her new existence. She loved this, and it was fine. As she accepted mana seemed to be solidifying in her body. She seemed to have established some sort of connection to Mugen and beyond that it felt like the realest sort of connection. That inviting darkness would find nothing but welcome within this girl's mind, body and soul... she could do this, she could enjoy this, she could be pleased by this every step of the way. The entirety of her being was open to acceptance as she rode the wave of the most intense orgasm of her rather young life. It was quite the core memory.

[Bloodedge]

A core memory was being formed on three fronts. While Kaguya would remember this moment so far flung from the life she knew previously, Mugen would recall the moment of claiming and evolution. Miyuki, on the other hand, would be recalling a moment of great loss combined with the most erotic thing he'd ever seen. He thought that thrust should have literally split the girl. That it didn't, somehow made it more incredible to witness. 'Shinomiya is... is... getting wrecked. It's so sexy!' he thought. Over time, it was as if Miyuki was observing pornographic media instead of having his girlfriend snatched away and mated by a demon. He couldn't argue with how tight his pants felt, nor how pleasant it was to keep his legs squirming while observing this debauchery. He may have hated everything happening for emotional purposes, but as a thing of sexual deviance, it was far beyond the greatest thing ever.

Things would only get better from there. Mugen finally had the satisfaction of landing where he intended. He took that limp tongue of Kaguya's between his own lips, sucking at the drool that just about dripped from it. It was rude to just take a bit of mana away like that, though, wasn't it? He'd keep that in mind. More importantly, there was a moment of overstimulation that he intended to take advantage of. What sort of demon would he be if he let Kaguya recover? Well, he certainly wouldn't be himself if he did so. With that in mind, Mugen pulled back immediately while Kaguya still rode the wave of pleasure. Over half his length was retracted ─ enough to tug the gate to her womb without removing himself from it. In the very next breath, Mugen was ramming himself right back in. He seemed to enjoy the sensation of his balls slapping against her folds, so he thought to repeat it. Moments before, Mugen had considered offering another gift... but he thought the better of it. No, there was a place for karma to work its magic once more. He wouldn't be taking that moment unto himself, as such. . .

[Apollymi]

Core memories. The ones being created this day were likely to stick around though as far as Kaguya was concerned not all of them were necessary either. Kaguya's focus would be concentrated for the moment on Mugen. After that push which led him as far into her depths as she was sure it was possible to get without actually killing her, he was busy sucking her tongue. How fun, it was erotic. Ah, and there was something else, there was a withdrawal almost. She could feel it within her own core, as if he was truly lodged within it and couldn't or wouldn't withdraw. She wasn't even fully recovered from the first movement when he was rather suddenly slamming into her body again. It was like having her brain rewired, or maybe like heating a strange internal fire. Her eyes were already glowing, they widened when they opened. He'd already sucked drool from her tongue, now she had practically hiccupped from the force alone.

It was a mind-blowing experience. She was pretty sure she had still been the middle of her orgasm and now her body was quivering as a result. How could anyone have judged her for the experience she'd had, when it was nothing compared to this. Oh...the spite was still there. As she opened her eyes her gaze shifted down to the squirming lad on the floor. He was enjoying this. He liked watching her engage this way? Was this what this was? Did all those stupid boys spend all their spare time claiming she'd participated in sexual deviance with them, only to not even know it. Really?! It was hurtful as a thought, that so many people were content to try and ruin her life, because of how they felt about themselves. Moreover, this lad on the floor was only made worse in the moment, because she'd believed in him. That was a horrible line of thought to have while someone was plunging further into her depths than she'd ever likely know.

[Bloodedge]

Regardless of everyone else's opinion on things, Mugen was ecstatic. He felt a great many things from Kaguya, and more still due to Miyuki's inclusion. Karma was active in a way he rarely saw in this world, much less in person. There was even more occurring once Kaguya cast her gaze on the boy, as her thoughts were now capable of doing more than what Mugen originally intended. She had a certain power now, whether she knew and accepted it or not. Miyuki could no longer be considered Miyuki alone. No, her thoughts would be conflating his image with every other person who slighted her in a similar way. If he was the worst of them, he would become the host of their memories in the way he manifested here.

Just as before, however, Mugen would refrain from explaining ─ or even addressing ─ matters involving the boy. He caught wind of that hiccup-like noise made by Kaguya during that secondary thrust. In that very moment, he hyper-fixated even more than he did previously. The demon retreated slightly from her face, sucking against her tongue until it was naturally freed from his mouth. Once more, he'd retreat from her loins and immediately ram his way in again. Only when he'd managed that, would he speak. "You've gone silent. Don't make that creature's mind the only thing I'm hearing. I'm interested in knowing about all the new interests you've acquired from this new form~" he rambled. Mugen wouldn't be stopping at a third thrust just because he had words to share. Instead, he took the time of speaking to grab her breast with one hand, even though that same arm still kept her leg very much elevated. A bit of groping would occur only in addition to a fourth thrust. Perhaps that one was badly timed, considering how he was awaiting a response to his interest. Oh well; he was always one to advocate distraction anyway. In fact... he'd go ahead for a fifth and sixth, whether Kaguya could articulate a retort or not. He would be stopping there however, just in case it was necessary.

[Apollymi]

The feeling of Karma wasn't something Kaguya understood in any normal way. She felt annoyed and saddened by the actions leading up to this event and as such she found herself lashing out. She'd described herself previously as impulsive and her impulses currently involved making the boy known known as Miyuki suffer as she enjoyed herself. But it wasn't just him, the more she looked at him the more faces she saw. Other boys who'd asked her out on dates or accompanied her in various situations only to spread lies about her when the end result matched the effort placed. Why did they think themselves entitled to her body and attention? She wondered this fully and saw Miyuki once more, she might have once thought him deserving of her but he was false in his approach and thus also wasn't worthy, maybe he was even most at fault for making her believe even for a moment that he might have been worth it. She felt it as a pang of pure terror as she considered the what-ifs of this scenario.

Luckily, or unluckily for her thoughts she wasn't exactly being left alone to ponder the truth. Her body wanted her attention elsewhere and so did Mugen to some great extent. How was she certain of this? Well, he spoke on wanting to hear of her developing desires. He was ramming into her core repeatedly, only stopping after a handful of strokes. Well, much to her own liking each forward push and retreat shot a dangerous tingle of desire straight into her womb. She was certain this was how one developed that breeding kink. She shouldn't be too quiet she'd comment but it'd be broken up between thrusts per Mugen's own actions. "Mugen─" that name extended through a hiccup as he pushed and pulled aagainst her. "Sama, if you do it like that..." another pause occurred. "I won't be able to thin-ukkkk~" she had moaned instead of speaking. "Of anything else~" she finished up. Ah well, the whole thought had gotten out. "You're not going to leave me like this right, Mugen-sama?~" she asked him wiggling her hips just a bit after that last stroke seeming to want something else. "I was thinking I am missing something even like this it isn't quite... ippai~" she chimed. Ah, that last word was another strange one. It meant full but it was more like fully filled, or rather to capacity and hinted at a remainder. And in context held a specific connotation to her being the container in need of filling. Obviously she was full enough with just his cock ramming about inside of her, but... there was step missing and it was something she'd not yet fully experienced. Well, it was another thing she should experience, regardless of the risks right. This kind of behavior is what they thought of her. It was the kind of thing they wanted and lied about. It in this context was also the kind of thing she wanted, and she was accepting of Mugen and all his taboo nature, so... why not?!

[Bloodedge]

In becoming more than just a manifestation of Shirogane Miyuki, the boy took on a wider host of emotion in regards to the scene unfolding before him. From one moment to another, he had slightly differing thoughts about Kaguya's actions. Primarily, he had positive thoughts peppered with jealousy. Watching Kaguya be stretched by an impossible amount was a thing to dream about. If only he could be the one doing it, things would be better... or would it? He'd never be able to go at it himself with what he had to offer. Besides, how would he see it all from this angle in that case? Maybe Miyuki had been thinking about things wrong before. Maybe he should have embraced, even enabled, the idea of Kaguya being a slut. Yes, he could have gotten her into a number of situations that gave this kind of view. Actually... he could even get involved. Even right this moment, if that demon had only laid claim to the girl's ass instead, he could have fit. Alternatively, she could just be leaned forward for a spit-roasting, which would allow him an experience while he could still see her taken from behind. Such wonderful thoughts he had. Alas, he couldn't think of a single way to express such desire while keeping his perfect appearance.

Mugen rather enjoyed taking advantage of the girl's inability. It only became a better experience when he was said inability's trigger from the start. Such a special thing was the single sentence broken multiple times by his thrusting. What was she saying, though? Apparently, she wouldn't be able to think of 'anything else' if his actions kept up. "Ara? Is there anything else worth thinking of?" he asked. Furthermore, Kaguya expressed her displeasure with the idea of being left a certain way. She was... missing something, apparently. Ah. The time had come already, it seemed. A certain fullness was desired, as presented in another flavorful way. "Ippai? Developed that 'breeding fetish', have we?" he questioned further. With that inquiry on the proverbial table, his thrusting began anew. This time, he had no intention of stopping after a few 'simple' pumps. Kaguya would just have to deal with a continuous battering while he built up a reserve a mana within his groin. The moment was already going to be a reality-breaking one, so... why shouldn't he break the world a bit harder when the time came?

[Apollymi]

From one moment to another, Kaguya got to experience a strange amount of distaste. Miyuki and all the men like him who loved to think about sex with her, but wanted to shame her for even perhaps participating were so contradictory in nature that Kaguya couldn't make sense of them. Of course, she didn't really have to make it logical, she did however have room to judge. For all that these types had done to her, they deserved nothing but her spiteful retaliation, of this she was absolutely certain. And they deserved to know, that never would one like them have her... regardless of anything else. There was something like a pang of distaste, as she held a single thought about such people... 'how dare they?' It took such audacity to exist in such a way.

Luckily for everyone else present Kaguya's spite wasn't allowed to just fester. No, it was technically being mediated by Mugen's actions. Her own body was allowed to feel so good, she was able to switch her focus, to decide to enjoy the moment instead of harping completely on her own anger. Ah, but this was still a rather visceral exchange, he asked if she should be thinking about something else... "It's probably overrated!~" she mused. "I-ah!~" she started to say something. That being said, she was now being plunged into repeatedly. Ah, that was quite a relieving feeling, she enjoyed it. But she did need to answer him properly. "Fetishes take time." she moaned. "I do like the idea, Mugen-sama!~" she managed between some very powerful thrusts. Of course she was actually enjoying herself, actually the more aggressive this man was, the more she seemed to enjoy herself. Even if she couldn't properly explain that, her body seemed to be doing so, accepting the movements, moaning in response to him knocking around inside of her. Ah, this really was great.

[Bloodedge]

Little did Kaguya realize, those boys would dare to go even further beyond. That was not a matter of importance currently, however, as Miyuki's very loud heart and mind were soon drowned out by the plentiful sounds escaping Kaguya's soul. Moreover, there were the sounds passing her lips as well, once he began to act in earnest. Her desire to receive his essence was almost palpable. According to the words of her mouth, anything else she could think of would likely be overrated. Satisfyingly, that sounded like a jab in the direction of Miyuki. One more count in her favor could be added for spite.

Fetishes took time, Kaguya claimed. Mugen very much disagreed, as she would be discovering right away. "You haven't had enough experiences. Would you like to know how quickly fetishes can be formed?" he asked. Mugen spoke rather calmly for the amount of vigor in his thrusts, as if it was no matter to him at all. In truth, it wasn't stressful on his end at all. It took more effort to accumulate mana, which seemed equally casual as an undertaking. "It can all happen... in a single moment~♥" he continued a few thrusts later. What wasn't so casual, was the eventual expulsion of said mana. Kaguya claimed she liked the idea, so he rapidly collected mana that would immediately be unleashed as a sudden surge of fluid. Mugen knew his offering was more plentiful than a single body could manage physically, and perhaps even spiritually in this one's case. What difference would that make, though? Well, they'd find out together, but it was certain to be something this world didn't enjoy at all.

[Apollymi]

There was something rather interesting taking place here, and she had no problems with it. Though she wasn't completely sure how Mugen was keeping track of certain things, she did know that she was now happily moaning and completely willing to ignore Miyuki and all the other beings she now considered to be both insignificant and miserable. As Mugen worked his hips, and thus his manhood in her body she was told something very interesting. As she moaned and her body acted as a happy receiver for the rather aggressive pounding she was currently receiving, he claimed that she didn't have enough experiences. He asked her a question and before she would have even been able to answer it, he gave her another response. This secondary answer to his question came in two forms, words and action.

The words were quite sensible but the action was something rather different. The demon who held her up, began spilling into her womb directly. It was such a strangely satisfying feeling. It was so much almost humming as a sensation. Her body couldn't keep it all, but she kind of wanted to, and so her soul tried. It was almost burning as she moaned her orgasm around it. Her tongue literally fell out of her mouth as her loins clamped down. She didn't fully understand this world, but her body would try to. It seemed that she was aiming to metabolize all that mana her body thickening up in Mugen's arms. She'd have proportions nearing that of the outrageous level boasted by goddesses, but... it was all still too much. In her moment of clarity she realized that it was likely not possible to keep everything. But... "Ah, that's great!♥~" she moaned though she should probably be a bit more proactive about her current level of filling. "It's so much, Mugen-sama♥!~" she chimed seemingly pleased by the still filling sensation even though she registered it as potentially problematic, both for what she understood of how babies were made and for what she understood of potential magical overload. What should she do?

Well, she was supposed to have magical abilities. But the only thing she'd seen so far, was chains, and a summon. Ah, summons were cool maybe she could do something with that. She didn't know exactly how anything worked, but she could use herself and all this energy in her body as a catalyst. She wasn't certain of its efficacy but at least it would let her burn up a bit without wasting it.

[Bloodedge]

Mugen could fill the girl to the point of bursting, and he still wouldn't stop. He didn't stop. The demon seemed to enjoy the sensation of mixed fluids spilling from his mate's loins back onto himself, even as the level of penetration he reached was meant to plug he womb and leave its contents within. In terms of the deposit itself, Kaguya could do with it as she pleased. She could be with child, and he wouldn't care. She could burn it all away and destroy a planet, and he would only laugh about it. She could even conceptualize a new existence entirely, and it would be incredible. Alas, even he didn't know what would occur. Why? Simply put, he hadn't looked into it. Maybe he could have taken the time to, but in addition to everything else, that hand upon her breast suddenly had a great deal more to squeeze. His arms had a firmer grip of her legs, though no additional movement of his own extremities had been made. This, too, was an unseen and enjoyable development.

Of course, there was always the chance that something would be unseen even by the clairvoyant. Mugen had the joy of experiencing many things first-hand, including Kaguya commenting on how much she had to deal with currently. What an interesting statement that was, considering... "That's not all~♥" Ah yes, excessiveness at its finest. Mugen was the type to purposefully render a goddess incapable of action for long periods of time. No way would he do anything less than ravage a human-turned-demon, especially not with one he chose to ascend with his own efforts. As such, he kept pumping... and he kept spewing. Kaguya proved herself sturdy enough to handle his existence, so surely she could handle his mana in bulk, right? If not, he was no stranger to a bit of waste either; it was all potential fun regardless.

[Apollymi]

Mugen was an interesting demon. He had the ability but he'd not looked into this, Kaguya had no such innate abilities but she had a lot of faith in herself. So as she was filled she began to think about her current kink based problem. She was quite enjoying being filled in such a manner and her current physical form was also quite cushioned. She found herself enjoying the extra tight squeeze of Mugen's limbs and hands around her person. What an enjoyable experience. "More♥?!" she almost questioned without true seriousness, why not? Having made the decision to summon she started using energy to try and call something to herself figuring she might be able to summon something.

Strangely though, Mugen wasn't done yet. In a manner most befitting of a demon the black haired man continued to pump himself into her body. And while doing this he also continued to pump her full of energy. Her brain was burning as she thought about this, and though she was still full of spite it wasn't just that which had her writhing within his arms. Her mind was trying to accomplish a task and it was being semi-constantly interrupted. As such her womb was seeming to fill and fill and fill as she tried to concentrate. Eventually a break would be made, but... it wasn't simply a physical one. The girl's body wasn't bursting at the seams even as her belly seemed to distend none too gently. Instead a rip was forming and then streaming outward. Like her body couldn't handle whatever it was, and decided to force it out along with the mana being dumped into her person by Mugen. As this happened a rip in this space would occur. It would look like several stitched lines opening across the ceiling of this place. And as more of herself and Mugen's power pumped into it, the lines themselves seemed to fatten until they burst. Her desire to summon, her internal spite, her reach for the forbidden went well beyond this space and into something else. From the deepest reaches... a comet seemed to be coming towards them. This space would call forth a glowing blue horror. A ball chained up and filled with something that looked like dark screaming faces. Large teeth would appear in someplaces fanged and malevolent and the sphere itself felt both hot and cold. Both present and absent...

"Oops!~" she moaned as this magnificent but horrifying thing came into her view. She had no idea what sort of creature this was supposed to be, but it definitely wasn't the sort of thing she'd imagined she would get by trying to summon something with just the strength of her body and its incoming mana. What should she do with it? It's presence was large and oppressive and if she was being honest she sort of liked it. It felt warm and soothing but also a bit disheartening. She was pretty sure that made it perfect.

[Bloodedge]

More, she asked. Eventually, the answer would be beyond obvious. Her question didn't seem entirely serious, but he had a form of response to give anyway. "If you're going to say that, make it a request~" he said about that particular inquiry. If she was going to ask about more, he figured she was best suited to asking for more. That, however, was a matter of time and... perhaps a few other things.

Kaguya had some intentions for the mana she received. In taking action, she decided to call upon something. As for what she reached out to, even the girl herself didn't know. Did Mugen even know? Well, interestingly enough, he hardly did. Something was emerging from the girl's being as he continued pumping mana directly into her core. In that moment, Mugen saw something entirely unreal. To someone like Miyuki, it could not be seen. That tear in the fabric of reality was not a common sort at all. In fact, it wasn't even one Mugen recognized. What was it? It was something ancient, more ancient than even gods and demons. Horrors, Eldritch Gods, Great Old Ones ─ such were titles applied to an ancient race of beings kept in the farthest reaches of the Void. Once upon a time, those beings were a threat to reality... and a single girl who was human mere minutes ago, had called such an impossible existence into the world with a simple 'oops' to offer in response.

"Oops?" Mugen questioned. When he looked at the creature, he saw something very different. There was a female figure, buxom and shrouded by flames that even he could not see beyond. He imagined there were very few individuals who could see the true form of this one, but that didn't matter either. Actually, he didn't seem very concerned at all. The demon didn't even stop banging about in her womb, nor did he stop spilling mana into her body. "I've never seen one in person before. That's an Ancient One kept at the very edge of the Void. They shouldn't even be able to manifest here. Oh, you bad, bad girl~♥" he said, strangely as if very satisfied by Kaguya's actions.

[Apollymi]

There was a bit of flirty banter taking place between Kaguya and Mugen. Kaguya for her part in it, found that such words had a bit more pull when spoken with the sort of purpose that Mugen seemed to put forward in life. "Hai, Mugen-sama♥!~" the girl chimed seeming content to take his advice for whatever future she felt the need to make such a request.

Right now though, such a request was wholly unnecessary. He kept pumping himself and his essence into her, so much so that the girl apparently tore a hole in the fabric of reality. Though it she pulled out something which looked to her like a giant ball of flaming faces, but the more she looked at it, the more it seemed like it was likely something else. Perhaps she couldn't currently figure it out, but it might eventually make sense. But that was another thing entirely, she was still being moved into by this man and he was content to keep it up. "Yeah, I wanted to summon something I figured I'd get like a pet or something..." she murmured. Of course, she'd not known what she would get but what was she supposed to do about this entire situation?

Well, first and foremost... was the continued spillage and pumping into her form. Secondly there was the call of her being bad. She might like that... well, her body definitely liked that as it tightened at the speech. "I didn't mean to... but I did mention being impulsive," she moaned happily. Still it didn't sound like it was much of a problem She just had to do something about it. "I might have jumped ahead a few steps, uh... is there like a binding spell or something to do when you accidentally summon whatever an Ancient One is?" she asked seeming to not have any information in her head for what to do about the situation she'd accidentally caused. Of course, she was also still rather rapidly approaching an orgasm so maybe she should deal with that first? Well... it'd definitely work itself out.