Second Life Beastiality 소설 & 이야기

The girl nodded and said, “Yes, Blackie is very kind, and we’ve been raising it. It helps us guard the stargate too.” However, Philip scowled and said, “If I remember correctly, Beelzebub is a beast from the other side. They almost destroyed the foundation and civilization of our human race. Why are you raising such a beast?” The girl had expected that Philip would say this and said, “You’ve misunderstood. Blackie didn’t do those things. It’s different from those Beelzebubs. It’s very kind and has always been with me. Please don’t hurt it.”

It was wrong of me to predict that he would gave some godly sights of him apart from his demon sights in him. I was wrong. I was wrong in everything. I regretted myself for having that nonsense feeling last night. This man in front of me, how could I forget he was the beast? An untamed and wild beast who had his physical part only as human. How could I forget that he murdered two people in a row just in front of my eyes. I must be mad, total mad to fall for the guy like him. But I was aware of him again. My eyes opened before it was too late for me and my heart to let him rule over me.

Caden's ears perked up. That fast? He didn't even notice 1 month had already passed, time surely flies when you are absorbed in doing something. Thinking so, he remembered this also marks his first month here in this world. With the feeling of attachment to his former world, Caden didn't know if he had been influenced by his beastly nature, but it was slowly weakening. He started to accept his new body and his situation as a beast. When at first, he was just only thinking that he is acting more and more like a beast, now he can finally say he had fully integrated himself into his new identity. It wasn't as hard as he thought. Although he still kept something from his former self such as not

He made it a point to note that he needed to make her pay but for now, he had more pressing needs. No one knows what he was doing so they had no fucking right to blame him for anything. He needed to let his beast out. It needed fresh blood. The blood of the hag would have served as the best meal to his beast but he couldn't. Not that he cared about her four hundred lives but he had to keep the promise he made.

They dragged me onto a bus and took me to an abandoned park, not a single person in sight. I was shoved hard into a rusted dog cage, hitting the ground. As I struggled to get up, I heard the click of a lock snapping shut. Terry tugged on it once, making sure it held. "Once the application deadline passes, this lock will open on its own. Go ahead and scream all you want. There's nothing around here but abandoned buildings." With that, he turned and got back on the bus heading for the rafting trip. I forced down the panic rising in my chest and dropped to my knees inside the cage, feeling around desperately.

The infected became hollow vessels of meat and instinct, roaming the skeletal remains of cities in search of anything with a heartbeat. But for a rare five percent of the population, the virus didn't destroy; it re-coded. It reached deep into the spiral of human DNA and pulled dormant, primal traits into the light. These survivors became the Beastkin, or Orcs. They were the apex predators of the new world: faster, stronger, and possessed of a commanding presence that could make a regular human’s heart stop just by standing in the same room.

"And I think you're attracted to me too." The beast chuckled, a low rumble that resonated through me. "You're a bold one," it growled, its eyes flickering with a mix of amusement and desire. "Very well, little one." With a swift motion, the beast reached down and undid its belt, letting its pants fall to the ground. My eyes widened as I saw its massive cock spring free, standing tall and proud. It was thick and veiny, pulsing with a life of its own, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement and nervousness.

The beast asked, it was the first time one of them had made a sound but they weren’t worried since they knew that neither Athena nor Dahlia could understand them. “Yes,” the other beast in charge of fucking Athena responded, “we can devour their life force, with all the force we’ve devoured, we can make it to the human realm without problem.” He added and all the other beasts soon howled in approval and anticipation. Dahlia’s stomach knotted with excitement, she wouldn’t let go until she had tasted every single cock and she didn’t need a soothsayer to tell her that her best friend felt the same way too.

“I don’t know why. But I’ve served long enough to know that when Gorvane looks at someone the way he looks at you, it means one of two things: destruction, or something worse.” Kaerith’s fingers curled against the fabric of the dress. Her nails scraped the smooth silk. “I don’t want anything from him.” Madame Marita gave a dry smile. “That’s not the point.” She picked a stray curl from Kaerith’s shoulder. “The Beast doesn’t have affection. Not for his court. Not for his mate, Vythea. Not for his whores. And not for you. He takes what he wants, and when he’s done, there’s nothing left of who you were.”

Then, with a cold smile at the three cowering figures in the corner, I gathered my belongings and the ruined doll, took Felix's hand, and walked away. As we left, I still caught their voices comforting Celie, "It's fine. Once the floods come, that ungrateful wretch won't even have a place to hide. Either she drowns miserably, or she'll crawl back to beg us. As long as you stay close to Gideon, she won't be smug for long. Just wait and see!" They truly believed that the giant shark was salvation in the apocalypse. Absurd. No matter how humanlike a beastman's form, the wildness of their nature remained. In my past life, they only saw me waiting at home while Gideon brought back fish—never noti