Ken's chuckle died in his throat the second he saw their faces properly.
Lila's eyes—still glassy from the first round—widened with real alarm. She scooted back an inch on the mattress, thighs instinctively clamping together even though cum was still dripping down her stomach. Sera froze mid-breath, one hand hovering protectively over her lower belly like she could shield what was already wrecked.
He was still rock-hard. Throbbing. Veins standing out. Bigger now, somehow, like the degenerate system had decided to crank the intimidation factor just to fuck with everyone.
"W-wait," Lila whispered, voice cracking for the first time. "You're… serious? Right now? Again?"
Sera's usual sly smirk was gone. Replaced by wide-eyed panic. "That thing just split us open and you're already—gods, look at it. It's angry."
Ken tilted his head, grin fading into something darker. Hungrier.
"Not done," he repeated, low. "Told you."
He didn't give them time to protest.
He grabbed Lila first—ankles, yanked her legs apart, folded her in half until her knees kissed her shoulders. No warning. No more teasing circles. Just one brutal, full-depth thrust that buried him to the hilt in one go.
Lila's scream ripped through the basement—raw, throat-scraped, nothing performative about it.
"AAAAHHH—TOO MUCH—TOO DEEP—!"
Her whole body seized. Nails raked down his arms, leaving red trails. Tears sprang instantly to her eyes. Not from pain alone—overstimulation, stretch, the sheer violation of her limits being ignored again so soon.
Ken didn't stop. Pulled almost all the way out—slow enough to let her feel every ridge dragging—then slammed back in. Again. Again. Wet, obscene slaps filling the room.
"Take it," he growled. "You wanted the monster. Here it is."
Lila's head thrashed side to side. "N-no—can't—gonna break—oh fuck—AAHHHNN!"
Her walls clenched desperately around him, trying to push him out and pull him deeper at the same time. Useless. He was too thick, too relentless. Each thrust punched the air out of her lungs in sharp, broken cries.
Sera watched in horrified fascination, one hand between her own thighs like she couldn't decide whether to touch herself or run.
Ken noticed.
He reached over without breaking rhythm, grabbed Sera by the hair, dragged her face down until her cheek pressed against Lila's heaving stomach.
"Watch close," he ordered. "See how deep I go."
Sera whimpered—genuine fear now. "Please—slow—I'm still sore—!"
"No."
He pulled out of Lila with a wet pop—her cunt gaping, twitching, ruined-looking—and immediately shoved into Sera from behind while she was still on all fours.
Sera yelped, high and panicked. "NO—WAIT—IT'S TOO—AAAAAHH!"
He bottomed out in one vicious stroke. Her slimmer frame jolted forward, arms buckling. Face smashed into the mattress. Ass up, back arched unnaturally.
Ken gripped her hips hard enough to bruise, yanked her back onto him with every thrust. Brutal. Mechanical. No mercy rhythm—just pounding her cervix like he was trying to rearrange her insides.
Sera sobbed into the sheets. "Hurts—hurts so good—fuck—stop—no—don't stop—AAHHNN!"
Contradictions spilled out of her mouth between choked moans. Body betraying her—hips starting to rock back despite the tears streaming down her face.
Lila crawled over weakly, still shaking, and pressed her trembling lips to Sera's shoulder. "We're… we're gonna die down here…"
Ken laughed—low, dark. Flipped Sera onto her back beside Lila. Spread both their legs wide. Alternated now—three deep strokes in Lila, then three in Sera. Back and forth. Relentless. Their bellies bulging slightly with each plunge.
Lila's voice broke into hoarse, animalistic wails.
"Gonna—gonna cum again—can't—too much—AAAAAHHHH!"
She squirted—hard—spraying across his abs, soaking the sheets. Body convulsing like she'd been electrocuted.
Sera followed seconds later—silent at first, mouth open in a soundless scream, then exploding into shattered cries.
"NNNGHH—BREAKING—CUMMING—FUCK—!"
Ken didn't let up. Kept railing through their orgasms until both were limp, overstimulated messes—twitching, drooling, eyes rolled back.
Only then did he finally pull out.
He fisted himself twice—three times—and unloaded across both their faces and chests. Thick ropes. Hot. Claiming.
They didn't move for a long minute. Just heavy, ragged breathing. Cum dripping. Bodies glistening with sweat and fluids.
Lila was the first to speak—voice wrecked, barely a whisper.
"…you're a demon."
Sera just stared at the ceiling, one hand weakly covering her swollen, puffy pussy like she was afraid it might fall apart if she let go.
Ken collapsed between them, chest heaving. Still half-hard. System glowing smugly in his vision.
[Stamina Boost Applied. Rounds: 3/???. Title Upgraded: Foreplay Pioneer → Relentless Womb Wrecker.]
Ken snorted. Closed his eyes.
Alis—somehow still asleep in the corner—mumbled softly in her dreams.
"Ken… loud…"
The two brothel girls exchanged a terrified, exhausted glance.
Neither of them dared ask if tomorrow would be worse.
They just curled closer to him—shaking, sore, utterly ruined—and passed out.
The basement smelled like sex, fear, and surrender.
Ken smiled into the dark.
Not done.
Not even close.
Ken lay there in the dim basement glow, sweat cooling on his skin, the two brothel girls curled against him like broken dolls. Lila's breathing was shallow, ragged—her body still trembling from the overload. Sera had one arm draped weakly over his chest, fingers twitching like aftershocks. The air hung thick with musk, salt, and that raw edge of exhaustion.
He wasn't tired. Not really. His cock—still semi-hard, slick with their mess—twitched at the thought of more. Degenerate stamina kicking in, courtesy of the System.
Speaking of.
The blue text flickered into view, cheerful as ever.
[Round 3 Initiated. Push them further, degenerate].
[Reward: 1x Random Coupon.]
Ken blinked. Stared at the floating words.
"A... coupon? What the hell? Since when do you do coupons?"
The System pinged again, ignoring the question.
[Complete the round. No explanations needed. Just do it.]
Ken sat up slowly, surprise twisting into that dark hunger again. Coupons? Like some grocery store loyalty program for perverts? The System had levels, stats, quests—but this? Random bullshit prizes? He wanted to laugh. Or scream. But curiosity won. And the throbbing between his legs.
"Fine," he muttered. "Round three it is."
Lila stirred at the movement, eyes cracking open—still wide with that lingering fear. "Ken? No... we can't... please..."
Sera whimpered, trying to pull away. "Too much already... mercy..."
No mercy.
He flipped Lila onto her stomach first—face down, ass up. Spread her cheeks wide. She was already a wreck back there: pussy red, puffy, lips swollen and glistening. Gaped slightly from the last pounding, twitching like it couldn't decide whether to clench or give up. Cum—his cum—oozed out in slow, thick dribbles, mixed with her own slick.
"Look at you," Ken growled, positioning himself. "Leaking like a faucet."
He thrust in—hard, no prep. Straight into her ass this time, because why not escalate?
Lila howled—throat raw, body bucking. "NO—NOT THERE—TOO BIG—AAAAHHH!"
He didn't care. Buried deep, stretching her ring beyond limits. Pulled back, slammed again. Wet slaps, her cheeks rippling with each impact.
Sera tried to crawl away—genuine terror now, eyes darting to the door like escape was possible. Ken grabbed her ankle, dragged her back. "Your turn to watch. Then join."
He railed Lila mercilessly—hand fisting her red hair, yanking her head back. Each thrust made her ass clench futilely around him, body betraying her with involuntary spasms.
She broke fast. "Gonna—gonna cum—fuck—NO—!"
Then it hit: a gush. Not just cum—her whole lower half erupting like a fountain. Fluids squirting back around his cock, splattering his thighs, the sheets. Cum from earlier mixing in, bubbling out in messy spurts with every plunge. Her holes—pussy untouched but twitching in sympathy—gaped wider, red and inflamed, puffing up like they'd been abused for hours.
"See?" Ken grunted. "Cum fountain. My little leaks."
Lila sobbed through it, voice shattering into wordless wails. "AAAHH—STOP—CAN'T—STOP—!"
He pulled out mid-spasm—her ass gaping now too, a ruined O, twitching open and closed, red-rimmed and puffy. Cum fountain indeed: his load from before bubbling up, splurting weakly onto the mattress in rhythmic pulses.
Sera was next. He pinned her down—legs over his shoulders, folded like a pretzel. Thrust into her pussy first, then switched mid-stroke to her ass. No lube but their mess. Brutal.
She screamed—high, panicked. "PLEASE—TOO ROUGH—IT'S GAPING ALREADY—NNNGHHH!"
He alternated holes now. Pussy. Ass. Pussy. Ass. Each switch making her gush more—cum and squirt mixing, fountaining out in arcs with every withdrawal. Her entrances were destroyed: both red, swollen puffs of flesh, gaping wide enough to see inside, twitching helplessly. Fluids splurting like she'd sprung a leak—dripping, spraying, pooling under her.
"Look at that," Ken taunted, thrusting deeper. "You're both fountains now. Leaking my cum everywhere."
Sera thrashed, tears streaming. "BREAKING—ME—AAAHH—TOO MUCH—!"
They came again—multiple times—bodies convulsing, holes clenching then gaping wider, more splurts of cum-fountain mess soaking everything. Lila joined back in weakly, licking at Sera's mess while Ken pounded, turning it into a sloppy, ruined tangle.
Finally, he unloaded—deep in Sera's ass first, then pulling out to paint Lila's gaped holes. Ropes splattering inside and out, making the fountains overflow even more.
They collapsed—utterly spent. Bodies limp, holes still twitching, red and puffy ruins leaking in slow, obscene dribbles. Cum fountains winding down, but the mess everywhere: sheets ruined, air thick with it.
Ken rolled off, breathing hard.
The System pinged.
[Round 3 Complete. Reward: 1x Random Coupon Added to Inventory. Use it wisely. Or don't.]
Ken stared. "What the fuck is it for?"
No answer.
Lila and Sera just lay there—shaking, silent, too scared and wrecked to move. Eyes distant, like they'd seen the abyss.
Alis mumbled from the corner. "Ken... messy..."
He laughed weakly.
The basement was a disaster.
And the coupon sat in his mind like a mystery bomb.
Waiting.