Leo bolted upright, clutching his chest as a sharp jolt ripped through his body.
The clear blue sky stretched endlessly above him, dotted with lazy clouds, but nothing felt right.
His heart hammered against his ribs like a war drum, and the faint scent of grass and distant bread baking filled his nostrils.
One moment he'd been in his ordinary life, the next—here.
Transported.
The weight of an unfamiliar world pressed down on him, but before panic could fully take hold, a soft hand threaded through his hair.
He turned his head, and the breath caught in his throat.
A girl with striking green eyes and fierce, dark hair framed her face like a wild halo.
Erena Yeager—beautiful in a way that made his pulse stutter.
She sat with her back against a sun-warmed wall, his head resting in her lap as her fingers continued their gentle rhythm, soothing and absentminded.
Her touch grounded him, a small anchor in the chaos swirling inside his mind.
"Oh, you woke up," she said, her voice light with that familiar teasing edge.
"Why are you looking at me like an idiot?"
She gave his shoulder a playful shove, pushing his head off her lap onto the soft ground.
With a grin, she rose to her feet and brushed the dirt from her clothes.
"Come on, Leo. Let's go see Uncle Hannes. He promised to tell us that story about the time he outran a pack of wild dogs."
Leo pushed himself up, dusting off his simple tunic.
The words clicked into place like a key turning in a lock.
He was Erena's childhood friend here—bound by years of scraped knees, shared secrets, and endless adventures in the streets of Shiganshina.
The memories flooded in, warm and vivid, but beneath them lay a colder truth.
Today was the day.
The Colossal Titan would breach the wall.
Death and chaos loomed just hours away.
His jaw tightened.
'I won't let it end the same way.'
He clenched his fist experimentally, and power surged through his arm—raw, unnatural strength that made his muscles coil like steel cables.
It felt like the might of a lesser devil, enough to shatter wood or send a grown man flying.
A grim smile tugged at his lips.
It might even let him crush a few of those mindless Titans if it came to it.
But then his hand drifted to his chest, where a faint, insistent heat pulsed beneath his skin.
The system's whisper echoed in his thoughts: taming a milf—claiming her completely—would amplify everything.
Strength, mana, survival.
His gaze sharpened as one name burned brighter than the rest: Carla Yeager.
Erena's mother.
That kind, weary woman who poured her love into her family only to face a cruel end.
Not this time.
He would make sure she lived.
"I'll catch up with you later, Erena," he said, already turning toward the Yeager house.
"There's something I need to do first."
She shrugged, though curiosity flickered in her eyes.
"Don't take too long, dummy."
Leo's steps quickened.
He found Carla near the back of the modest home, hanging laundry on a line strung between posts.
She straightened at the sound of his approach, wiping her hands on her apron.
Sunlight caught the gentle curves of her figure—full hips, a generous bust straining against her simple dress, and that warm, maternal beauty etched with quiet exhaustion.
"Leo? Weren't you outside with Erena?" she asked, tilting her head with a soft smile.
He returned the smile, closing the distance with purposeful strides.
Without a word, he activated his devil racial skill: Lust Touch.
His fingers brushed her arm, and the effect was immediate.
Carla's breath hitched sharply.
A flush crept up her neck as intense heat bloomed across her skin, making her thighs press together instinctively.
Her eyes widened, tracing his features as if seeing him for the first time—his sharpened jaw, the confident set of his shoulders, the magnetic pull in his gaze.
He looked even more handsome, dangerously so.
Memories of her husband Grisha flickered, distant and unfulfilling, but the fire spreading through her veins drowned them out.
Leo's hand slid lower, gripping the plush swell of her huge ass—soft, heavy flesh that filled his palm perfectly.
He pulled her flush against him, feeling her tremble.
For a heartbeat, resistance flickered in her eyes, but it melted away.
She didn't pull back.
"Come with me," he murmured, guiding her toward the bedroom.
She followed without protest, her cheeks burning.
Inside, he checked the hour—three hours left before the wall fell.
Time enough.
With his lesser devil strength, he stripped off his clothes in swift motions, revealing a body honed by otherworldly power: broad shoulders, defined abs, and his massive 12-inch cock standing thick and erect, veins pulsing with need.
The heavy length bobbed as he moved, the swollen head already glistening.
Carla's dress fell away under his hands until she stood naked before him.
Her enormous breasts spilled free, full and heavy with dark nipples already pebbled.
Her hips flared wide, leading to that magnificent 50-inch ass—round, jiggly cheeks that begged to be grabbed.
Between her thighs, her pussy glistened with arousal, puffy lips slick and inviting.
Leo stepped close, untangling her hair so it cascaded down her back.
He leaned in, lips brushing her ear.
"Your husband doesn't satisfy you, does he?"
Her eyes widened, a gasp escaping.
"Yes…"
The admission slipped out unbidden, her body betraying her as truth spilled free.
She couldn't hold it back.
"It's alright," he whispered, pressing his thick cock against her soft belly, the hot length smearing precum across her skin.
"I'll make you feel like a real woman."
He lifted her effortlessly, laying her on the bed before positioning her on all fours.
Gripping her hips, he aligned his massive dick with her tight ass and pushed the fat head inside slowly.
Carla winced, her fingers clutching the sheets at the burning stretch—his girth splitting her open wider than she'd ever known.
Inch by inch, he sank deeper, groaning at the velvety heat gripping him.
Her walls fluttered around his shaft, reluctant at first, then yielding.
When her breathing steadied, he fisted her hair gently.
"Don't lie to yourself, Carla. Moan as much as you want."
Then he unleashed his strength.
His hips snapped forward in a blur, thrusting with devilish speed that left afterimages.
Carla's massive ass rippled violently with every impact, the heavy cheeks clapping loudly as they jiggled and bounced uncontrollably against his pelvis.
Waves of soft flesh rolled across her body, hypnotic and obscene.
From her view, shame mixed with overwhelming pleasure.
'It feels too good… I can't stop my ass from moving like this.'
Her hips pushed back instinctively, meeting his savage pace as her pussy dripped down her thighs.
She glanced over her shoulder, eyes hazy.
"It feels… so good…"
Leo growled, seizing her narrow waist and pounding harder.
Her ass clapped wildly, rippling in endless waves.
He buried himself to the hilt one final time and came hard, flooding her depths with thick, hot spurts.
Carla's head dropped to the bed, exhausted, still in doggy style as her body quivered.
But he wasn't done.
He pressed deeper, draping his powerful body over hers.
Strong arms wrapped around her, one hand tilting her head as two rough fingers slid into her mouth.
Her legs lifted behind him, calves rising as her toes curled in ecstasy.
Her eyes rolled back while he licked along her flushed cheek.
"There's still time."
He thrust again in that position, grinding deep until he spilled once more.
Then he flipped her onto her back for missionary.
His cock, still rock-hard and slick with their combined fluids, nudged her soaked pussy.
He drove in with the same relentless speed, stretching her tight cunt around his massive girth.
Her inner walls clenched greedily, milking him as waves of pleasure crashed through her.
Carla pulled his head down, kissing him with desperate hunger, tongues tangling.
"Impregnate me," she gasped between moans, her voice breaking with need.
Leo grabbed two handfuls of her enormous ass cheeks, spreading them as he slammed to the deepest point, his cockhead kissing her womb.
Her legs locked tight around his waist, heels digging into his back.
She hugged him close, body shuddering as he pulsed and came again, filling her completely.
**Ding!** Fucked the Milf Carla Yeager to obedience.
**Rewards obtained.**
Current strength: Mid-rank devil physical strength. Peak lesser devil magical strength.
Leo nodded, satisfaction thrumming through him.
He slapped her huge, sweat-slick ass loudly, watching it jiggle with his cum leaking from both holes.
A loud explosion rocked the district—people screaming in the distance.
Titans.
"Shit. They're inside now."
He quickly covered Carla, helping her pull on her clothes with gentle efficiency, then lifted her into his arms.
He ran, scanning the chaos for Erena.