Villain's Breeding System: Evolving 999+ Harem into an SSS-Rank Legion Chapter 478- Taking just Maids

Jennifer’s Dream Succession bloodline made her orgasm feel like falling asleep into sothing warm, her eyes going hazy and soft even while she scread, her flour-dusted wrists white-knuckling the stone edge.

Nara’s Beast-Touched body mutated slightly with every thrust — her nipples darkening, her cunt walls thickening, her bloodline accelerating its changes under his incubus field. By the ti he moved on she was subtly different than when he’d started.

He was on his sixth woman — Avriana, the oracle, who had known this was coming and had co anyway and was currently discovering that knowing the future and surviving the present were completely different skills — when he spoke again.

He grabbed her hip with one hand.

He drove deep.

PAAAH!

"KKIAAANGHH~!!"

"Considering the slave mark," he said.

He kept his hips moving. Steady. Relentless. Avriana’s oracle composure was fully dissolved, her face pressed sideways against the stone edge, her knowing eyes blank and wet.

"The one embedded on your pussies." He reached around and pressed two fingers flat against her mound, directly over the invisible brand beneath her pubic hair. He felt it pulse under his touch — the Signe mark, dormant but present.

He snapped his fingers.

The marks activated.

All of them simultaneously.

Every woman in the pool — Preet still recovering, Yuna and Kira and Clara collapsed against the edge, the ones waiting their turn, the ones mid-destruction — felt their cunts seize in a massive, uncontrollable spasm. The marks at their labia flared violet and hot, a pulse of compelled pleasure that fired from their cunts up through their spines and into their skulls.

And outside the pool.

Veronica lurched on the bench, her gaping ass clenching with a hot spasm, her eyes flying open.

era grabbed her pregnant belly, the violet insignia at her cunt flaring bright enough to cast light on the water, a cry of confused, involuntary pleasure tearing from her raw throat.

Frau Müller’s lodic Siren voice hit a note she hadn’t intended, her bitten breast arching upward.

Marga rolled sideways on the table, her thighs pressing together over her marked mound.

Hana and Min-jung clutched each other, mother and daughter both crying out at exactly the sa pitch.

Every marked woman on the island ca simultaneously.

Not gently.

The orgasm hit like a command, like a physical force transmitted through the brand into their flesh — their cunts flooding, their thighs shaking, their eyes rolling. So of them scread. So of them went silent, which was worse. So of them fell to their knees.

The water in the pool churned white with the combined thrashing of the won inside it.

Raven kept his hips moving through all of it.

"The mont you even think about betraying ," he said, "you die. From orgasms."

Avriana was sobbing against the stone edge, her oracle mind fully evacuated, her cunt still spasming around him from the forced climax layered on top of the one he was building.

"KNNGHH~!! Y-YES~!! YES LORD~!!"

The marked won outside the pool began to move.

They didn’t decide to. Their legs just started carrying them.

Veronica rose from the bench. Her red hair hung in ruin down her back. Her ass leaked white with every step, a thin trail on the flagstone behind her. She walked toward the pool with the specific gait of a woman whose body had been given new instructions.

era pushed herself off the daybed. Her pregnant belly swayed with every step, heavy and round, the violet brand at her cunt pulsing with each footfall. Milk leaked in thin streams from her nipples with the motion, soaking the remnants of her gown. Her hand pressed against her belly. She kept walking.

Frau Müller slid off the table. Her thick legs found the stone, barely steady, her bitten breast still marked with twin punctures that had stopped bleeding. She walked.

Marga rolled from the table to her feet by pure will. Her throat was ruined. Her jaw ached. Cum still leaked from her stretched lips. She walked.

Hana and Min-jung untangled from each other and rose together, the fat milf and her chubby daughter moving toward the pool like won answering a current.

They entered the water.

One by one. Their thick bodies breaking the surface, the water rising around their legs, their hips, their heavy tits floating slightly as they waded toward him. Their marked cunts pulsing underwater, still twitching with the aftershocks of his command orgasm.

They reached him.

They wrapped around him.

Veronica pressed her heavy tits against his left shoulder blade, her arms circling his torso. era pressed her pregnant belly against his right side, her divine hands finding his hip. Frau Müller pressed her wide body against his back below Veronica. Hana’s enormous milf tits mashed against his left arm. Min-jung pressed against his right.

He was surrounded by wet, marked, claid won in turquoise water, their bodies pressing against every surface of him, their cunts pulsing against his thighs and hips.

His hips kept moving.

Avriana received every thrust while fourteen other won clung to the man delivering them, their marked cunts twitching with residual pleasure, their hands finding his abs, his chest, his hair.

KYAAAANGGG!!!

Avriana’s oracle face twisted into the complete and final expression of a woman whose knowledge of the future had not prepared her at all for the sensation of his crown slamming through her cervix. Her tongue ca out. Her eyes went crossed. Tears and snot ran freely down her face. The ahegao expression broke across her composed features like sothing that had been waiting under the surface for her entire life.

He grabbed her hair.

He pulled her head back.

He watched her face from above while he destroyed her from behind.

"I’ve already decided," he said, his voice unhurried, "who goes to the main world."

He thrust harder.

PAAAH!

"KYAAAANGGG~!!"

"And who goes to the Labyrinth." He looked at the won clinging to him. "To get strong enough for ."

The words settled over the pool.

Over all of them — the ones in the water, the ones clinging to him, the ones collapsed on the edges, the ones still waiting with their spread asses and desperate eyes.

The distinction between those going to the main world and those being sent to the Labyrinth hung in the warm red air.

Nobody asked which group they were in.

They were too afraid of the answer.

And none of them could think clearly anyway, because his hips were still moving, because Avriana was still screaming, because the marks at their cunts were still pulsing with the mory of his command orgasm, because nineteen won had spent an afternoon being systematically dismantled by the sa cock.

He slamd deeper into Avriana.

Her body went rigid.

Her eyes rolled back one final ti, her face locked in its ruined, blissful expression, her cunt clenching around him in waves as another forced orgasm tore through her.

He added,"Battle Warrior Maids who are without any awakened powers will go with in Labyrinth while all others... directly to main world."

’!’

The words landed like a physical blow.

All at once, the won who had just been accepting their new titles — Pleasure Warrior Maid, Concubine, Head Pleasure Maid — were struck by shock so sharp it made them gasp in unison.

era’s — pregnant belly jiggled violently as she lurched back from the cluster of bodies hugging him. The seven-month mound swayed with the motion, milk leaking from her nipples in twin streams that disappeared into the turquoise water below. Her eyes went wide, the violet brand at her cunt pulsing in rhythm with her sudden, panicked heart.

"What?" she breathed.