This Ascent to Divinity is Lewder than Expected (A Futa LitRPG)

3.31 ❤❤ Post Date IV

[ Content disclaimer: Distension, excessive cum, etc ]

Rosalie held true to her promise. She made Zoey suffer.

It was mostly made up by how Zoey got to do what she wanted. Rosalie attended to her needs carefully and with enthusiasm. For nearly an hour, Zoey thrust between or into her thighs, tits, hands, mouth, and pussy. The last one—full indulgence—she avoided after the first time. Being inside Rosalie was too exciting, and exciting meant painful, considering how the band of metal on the base of her cock was stopping her from finishing.

Fortunately, Rosalie could overpower her and still her frantic rutting. It wasn't fun, dangling over that edge and being unable to throw herself off, but unlike the first time, Zoey didn't torture herself for more than a full minute, desperately trying to reach a climax that wouldn't come. It was painful—as much as it was pleasurable—but it wasn't unbearable.

Or, it kind of was. But in a good way? It was impossible to describe Rosalie giving her a titjob as a bad thing, even if climax never came.

Her cock grew, bit by bit. Not all at once, or as fast as the first session. Zoey had grown a full four inches because she'd jerked herself off until she felt like she was melting, unable to find relief. It had been awful, but she hadn't been able to stop herself. With Rosalie there to play guard, progress was slower, but steady—and not as excruciating. The ring grew in pace with her, otherwise things would've become rather untenable. But it took Zoey's growth in pace, increasing in size itself.

Which led them to this moment.

Zoey slapped her cock down onto Rosalie's stomach. It had always been impressive laid out against her petite blonde teammate, but now, at somewhere around twenty two inches, it was an almost comical size. It didn't only reach up well past her belly button, but it reached past her sternum, to her collarbone, even. Zoey could keep the base where Rosalie's pussy was, and Rosalie could give her a titjob. Insane. The sight made her dizzy.

"It won't fit," Zoey said flatly. She needed to be the voice of reason here. The excitement in Rosalie's eye was making it obvious she wasn't thinking clearly. She never did, caught up in this sort of thing. And to think she was the one who had gotten off five or six times, and so ought to have a clearer mind. Zoey only had gotten off once, and was finding it hard to keep her thoughts straight. But even so, she had a clearer mind than Rosalie. "It's too big, Rosie."

Despite her words, Zoey pushed her hips forward, then pulled backward, rubbing her cock along the length of Rosalie's body. She was, despite trying to be reasonable, as transfixed as her partner. Maybe the torture had been worth it, when this was the sight that rewarded her.

And not even sight. She got to go in. And finish inside, too.

Definitely worth it.

"It reaches your collarbone," Zoey said, and for all her tone of protest, her breath was coming faster. "It won't fit. Literally. Delta had that potion, but we don't."

"It's worth a try." Rosalie had a crazy look in her eyes, growing by the second. "You have that skill."

"And that's not mentioning how thick it is. It's as big as my fist." That wasn't even an exaggeration. Under normal circumstances, it would tear Rosalie in two. She had a skill that helped with this sort of thing, but there was no way it would be enough. Right?

"We'll have to make do," Rosalie murmured. "I'll just have to adjust."

"Adjust." Zoey lifted her cock up and slapped it back down. The loud clap emphasized her point, but she voiced it out loud. "Adjust to this?"