Monstergirl Waifu: Book Of Lilium

Chapter 3: Werewolf Sex Battle

Before lust could fully cloud my mind, I went through the mental calculus of my situation as I saw it.

The system blessed me with power as it had many others. A skill merged with each of us, changing our bodies and minds to adapt to inhuman strength, speed, and instincts. I had weaknesses that normal humans lacked. Lightning was my bane, and all those who wielded it held an advantage over me. It was all because of my skill Root of Black Dragons. Creatures that wielded lightning made me feel vulnerable. Against anything else, my strength wasn't in doubt; there was more to my skill than its weaknesses.

I could transform into a man-shaped dragon and wield more strength than anyone has a right to. With a wave of my hand, forests could burn. A blow from me could shatter stone into powder. And no blow could pierce my black scaled armor. If I transformed, I knew nothing in this world could beat me.

Everything had its drawbacks, and I had become cautious after entering this world. It's hard to believe I cared about cation with all the sex I had. But if I transformed, my need to cultivate and regain my qi would cause me to take more world qi. I've done the math for 10 times the power; I needed nearly 20 times the qi to fuel the transformation.

At first, the form felt like I was being ripped apart. Using the form felt like liquid glass was poured into my veins. But, time had changed that; the form felt good when I had the qi to fuel it. To facilitate that, I needed a powerbase. With more time, I could build my own place in this world and create a system that cultivated world qi for me. I've done it before in my previous world, and it wasn't impossible with the flora adapted to the world qi already present.

There are ways to play to my strengths and even shore up my weaknesses. At that moment, I had two options either fuck the werewolf or transform, become consumed by world qi, and fuck the werewolf. Well, if I was going to fuck Rouge anyway, I might as well have fun with it.

That brought my attention back to my orange-furred werewolf with the bulging heat swollen cunny.

Rouge's cunny was swollen, silkily smooth to the touch, and hot as a furnace. The spade shape, swollen lips, and pounding beat of her pulse called to the voyeuristic attention of the world spirit. If a little anal with Molly got a glance, then this had the world spirit looking for lotion and Kleenexes.

The werewolf's powerful thighs lowered, and I felt her lips part agonizingly slowly. My member throbbed painfully in its eagerness ignoring any of my concerns. World qi thickened around us, and I felt my balls churn in anticipation. Her lips had barely parted, and already her muscles clenched painfully tight around my tip. It was her swollen cunny as large as it was; she was tight enough to crush any size. A smirk spread across her face.

"What's wrong? Are you done already? I've only taken your tip." Rouge said. "You didn't know who you were dealing with. I heard men can be stupid, but you followed one of us into our hideout. I bet Opal had to take her time to make sure you could keep up. You don't even know how to use mana to enhance yourself. We're surrounded by more mana than 10 magicians can use, but you can't even strengthen yourself. Maybe you'll join the boner bandits as our Devateria dispenser." Rouge said.

To punctuate her words, she crept lower, embezzling my dick in her welcoming folds before tightening up with her powerful muscles. My tip was only now entirely inside of her, and it felt amazing. Her prolonged descent was mind-blowing and agonizingly pleasurable, edging towards a sensory overload but never committing to the final leap over the cliff. Unfortunately for her, she made a mistake. No jab at my pride goes unpunished.

The world qi remained unresponsive to me. Any attempt to break free was denied by it. So, I had to rely on my own power.

"I didn't know a thing about enhancing myself with mana. But I think you've taught me enough." I said.