Watching Lihara pull on a pair of thigh-high white stockings that squeezed her soft flesh, Ethan's thrusting speed tripled. Sophia let out a series of high-pitched cries. She realized that even if Ethan was inside her, his eyes were glued to Lihara's legs. Jealousy flared, but she was powerless to stop the overwhelming waves of pleasure. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to endure so she wouldn't "lose" to Lihara's scheme.
Lihara wasn't finished. She stood over the couple, straddling Sophia's waist and lifting her semi-transparent robe to expose her hairless, pink garden right in front of Ethan's face. Ethan didn't even have to adjust his angle; he just leaned forward and buried his face in Lihara's wet slit, greedily licking the nectar.
His flexible tongue delved into the narrow path. Sophia, feeling the change in Ethan's rhythm, opened her eyes to see what he was doing. She saw Lihara's snowy-white buttocks and the white-stockinged legs spread wide, with Ethan's face buried between them. She could see Lihara's legs trembling under Ethan's tongue.
Sophia's face went from red to purple with rage. Fine! You want to play like that? She tightened her internal muscles with all her Valkyrie strength, trying to crush Little Ethan. The pressure was immense, forcing Ethan to pull his head back and focus on the woman beneath him.
"Alright, Sophia," Ethan laughed, feeling the incredible grip. "I'll make Lihara behave. Let's focus."
Sophia pushed him back for a moment and grabbed her own discarded black stockings. She pulled them onto her long legs. Now, Ethan was faced with a red-haired Valkyrie in thin black stockings and a blonde goddess in a transparent robe and white stockings. The visual stimulus was almost too much.
"What? Want a taste?" Sophia sat at the head of the bed, crossing her legs and offering a silk-clad foot to Ethan's face. Ethan didn't mind—at her level of power, her body was magically pristine. But as he leaned in, she pulled back. "Hmph. In your dreams. If you want to lick, make me feel good first."
Ethan smirked. You really don't know who the boss is in this bed, do you?
He grabbed her ankles and dragged her back under him. Without giving her a second to breathe, he aligned the dragon and drove it home with everything he had. But this time, it was different.
"Ah... why is it still getting bigger?!"
Sophia's face distorted. As Ethan unleashed his "Full Form," the dragon expanded to its maximum girth and length. It was as thick as a man's forearm, stretching her garden to its absolute limit. His thrusts caused her flat stomach to bulge outward in the shape of a cylinder.
"Ethan! Stop! Something is... it's going to break!"
"Don't worry," Ethan grinned, burying himself to the hilt. "With your constitution, you'll be fine. It'll feel amazing in a second."
He wasn't lying. After the initial shock of the extreme size, Sophia's body adapted. She began to wail as he hit her "spot" with every single thrust. The bed was quickly soaked with her fluids.
"You really are a Valkyrie... I'm going to die inside you," Ethan growled, his muscles rippling.
"Too deep! I can't... I'm losing air..." Sophia's eyes rolled back. Ethan flipped her over, taking her from behind. He grabbed her by the waist, lifting her hips as he slammed into her. The sound of "squelch, squelch" filled the room. He was thrusting so hard and deep that the head of the dragon was visible as a protrusion on her snowy belly.
After hundreds of savage thrusts, Ethan felt the surge. He didn't hold back, pumping a massive amount of life essence into her. Sophia collapsed, her body twitching in a continuous, high-voltage orgasm.
As he was erupting, Lihara finally broke. She crawled over, kissing Ethan frantically while her hands wandered over his body. Ethan, still locked inside Sophia, turned his head to return the kiss.
Finally, he pulled away. Lihara looked at the black-stockinged Valkyrie, who was sprawling on the bed, eyes rolled back, drool leaking from her lips, her body still spasming. "Ethan... is she okay?"
"She'll be fine in a few minutes." Ethan calmly pulled the dragon out. There was a loud pop as it exited. Sophia's entrance remained stretched open into a round hole, with the white essence leaking out.
The sight made Lihara's throat go dry. "You... you want to try my Full Form too?" Ethan asked.
Lihara looked at the massive, slightly softened but still terrifyingly large dragon. Her golden hair was a mess, and her eyes were misty. "Ugh... no, maybe not..."
But her white-stockinged legs were already spreading. Her Robe of Sanctity hung open, her breasts bouncing with every breath. She wasn't refusing; she was inviting.
"Do you want it or not?" Ethan teased, rubbing the hot head against her wet petals.
"No... it's too big..."
"Oh? Okay, then." Ethan made to get up, and Lihara panicked.
"No! I want it! I just... I'm scared!"
"Make up your mind." He rubbed the entrance again, making her whine with need.
"I want it..." she whispered, biting her lip.
Ethan didn't hesitate. He guided the Full Form dragon into the blonde goddess. "Ngh, so tight... the full size really is better..."
With a single, powerful thrust, he buried it to the hilt. The feeling of her internal folds wrapping around the massive girth made Ethan's spine shiver. He immediately began to pump. Lihara's face began to "break" as she was overwhelmed by the sheer scale of him. It wasn't long before her defense was shattered, and the dragon conquered her womb as well.
"So good... everything... inside..."
Ethan held her thighs, ensuring she took every inch. Because he had just finished with Sophia, his stamina was at its peak, but the sensitivity was also high. He didn't last as long this time, eventually flooding Lihara's depths with a final, thick eruption of life essence.