The air inside the Chief's hut was thick with the smell of sex—musk, sweat, and the unmistakable scent of breeding. But beneath that primal stink, something else was building. Heat.
Not just body heat, but the kind that came from flesh transforming, muscles hardening, bones reinforcing themselves. The temperature had risen at least ten degrees since Tianlong started.
"AHHHN! AHHHN! NGHH! F-FUCK!"
A young tribal woman—barely twenty summers old—lay sprawled on top of another, their copper bodies pressed together. Her virgin pussy, stretched impossibly wide around Tianlong's cock, leaked crimson blood that mixed with clear fluids and dripped down onto the woman beneath her.
"Mira, you little bitch, you're too heavy!" the bottom woman gasped, trying to push the virgin off even as her own body trembled with arousal.
"I-I can't move! He's—GYAAAHH! TOO DEEP! YOU'RE IN MY WOMB!"
