An Exile Amid Humanity

Chapter 9

Views:

ha fucked his genital cavity, and the passage, which had become limp in heat, was driven all the way up to the cervix. 329 screamed, the feeling was so strong that it was terrifying, as if being stroked inside, but it was extremely comfortable, it shouldn't be so comfortable. As the alpha's knot began to swell, he convulsed.

The swollen knot hit the prostate, and the orgasm came suddenly, destroying all thinking. 329 couldn't close his mouth at all, his saliva flowed out uncontrollably, and his eyeballs rolled back. His body contracted and then relaxed, sliding to the ground like a puddle of mud. The alpha backs up and he is dragged back like a dog fucked in the street. I don't know if it's the wrong position or too much water flowed from 329, but Alpha's genitals were pulled out.

The audience in the shadows laughed, and Alpha became furious, and gave 329 another shot.

The world went blank for a moment, he couldn't hear anything, he didn't know if he screamed or not. The unprecedented tide of emotion involved him, threw him up, and slapped him heavily on the bottom of the sea. His brain was about to melt, as if the whole body was only left with intestines and genitals, as if the whole person was just an accessory of sexual intercourse. 329 wants to be fucked, he wants to be fucked hard in the womb, to be ripped apart, to be fucked, nothing else matters. Only a small part of his spirit was still struggling, and he curled up in a corner of his consciousness, feeling terrified.

There are other omega here, omega who came earlier than him. She was lying on the floor not far away, face up, motionless, like a dead fish. Her chest isn't rising, maybe it's just too small, hopefully it's just too small.

329 lost a few minutes, or tens of minutes, tens of minutes, or hours. Several people ejaculated inside him, but the heat never stopped. He screamed until he squeezed his lungs dry until no sound came out of his throat. It was too much, too much, 329 barely broke free from the passion, and crawled behind the sofa on all fours, waiting for the people to laugh, as if watching ants escape. He was dragged out by his ankles, and someone directly slammed into his body through inertia, and his penis was inserted smoothly to the end. The hot cock went all the way to the deepest part, as if stepping on a weak spot, it immediately disintegrated all of 329's struggles. He trembled all over, subconsciously raised his waist, like a female cat in heat, which was indeed the case. wxya

Stop, he thought fearfully, no, no, help. The heart beat wildly in his chest, 329 was terrified, afraid that he would die here. But who will find out, who will believe that he is afraid? This omega was wet like incontinence, he was flushed, his body cavity was constricted, and he was extremely attentive to anyone who fucked him. "Unsatisfied bitch," they said.

The crowd finally stopped focusing on him, and a new toy arrived. 329 was finally able to climb off the stage—he had no feeling in his lower body, he couldn't stand up at all—and crawled towards the girl on the sofa. Yasha sat there, eating fruit with a toothpick. She's the one who brought him to this hell, but she's also the only person 329 knows here. They have spoken. She said she liked him very much.

Please, please, help me, he said, don't let them kill me...

329 made no sound, he was so dehydrated that his throat was completely hoarse.

The young alpha is eating fruit, sticking pieces of fruit with a toothpick. She watched 329 patiently, seemingly interested in what he was trying to say. But at this time, another alpha came over, pressed 329's shoulder, looked at Asha, and asked politely if he could borrow him. The person asked in a tone like asking if he could take away a fruit plate in front of her.

"Go ahead!" Asha laughed. "Have fun."

He will die here.

7. Estrus

Unfortunately, the previous day's discomfort is not a sign of a cold.

329 realized this in the evening of the second day, the old injury in his lower abdomen began to hurt, and the pheromones in the air were much noisier than before. His skin became sensitive, indicating that estrus was approaching.

The estrus period once a quarter is quite disordered in him, sometimes once every two quarters, and the shortest interval is even more than one month. The last estrus was two months ago, when he locked himself in a rented house for three days and lost his last job. This time he still has time to ask for leave. The boss looked at him suspiciously and rejected his request to go back early.

"You don't smell much changed." He said in a tone of refusal to steal and cheat. "Don't think that you can get any preferential treatment because you are an omega, go back to work!"

329 still smells the same, unlike other omega's that drive alpha crazy during estrus. The omegas in the Exiles had extra surgeries and they still came into heat, but that turned into their own trouble, the change in smell wasn't enough to cause a commotion - for public safety, obviously. A good inhibitor is too expensive for 329, and the kind used by prostitutes has huge side effects, he dare not take this risk. Likewise, he can't afford to be out of work twice in one quarter.

It was already late at night when I got off work, and the flames in my lower abdomen became more and more difficult to ignore, and the alphas in the same workshop cast their eyes frequently. His taste finally changed, a bit richer, quite attractive to Alpha. It's not attractive enough to drive people crazy, but it's a great excuse and an "I'm here" flare. 329 left in a hurry so as not to become a nightly diversion for colleagues or passers-by.

Water was gushing out, making the pants sticky. As he walked briskly forward, his nipples stiffened under the friction of his clothes. The feeling of thirst and hunger is slowly disappearing, leaving only the "hunger and thirst" in the body. At last he ran, counting on the cold wind to take away the heat from his skin. The rental house was getting closer and closer. Seeing that it was only half a street away, 329 passed through the last alley and was pushed against the wall.

"Look what I found?" The other party laughed, "An omega in heat!"

This alpha reeked of alcohol, an alcoholic, not too drunk to get an erection. Her nose pressed against his neck, sniffing around, like a wild dog picking up a trash can, 329 could feel something pressing against his ass. His legs were weak, and he subconsciously separated. 329 closed his eyes and said, "The condom is in my pocket."

Alpha laughed, taunting him inarticulately that he was a slut who came out to get fucked. Then she said no, she wanted to fuck 329's intestines directly so that he could conceive her seed. She tore 329's pants a few times, but it didn't go well, so she took out the switchblade and prepared to tear the fabric.

329 pushed her away violently, dodging the knife. The drunk was pushed to the ground, cursed and grabbed 329's feet and dragged him to the ground. She rushed forward angrily, slapped 329, and shouted: "What are you pretending to be? Aren't you just looking for a fuck when you're walking around late at night? You can ride a dog if you're in love!"

Before long, maybe 329 will seek help from anyone, as long as they don't hurt him too badly. Before long, maybe he won't be able to tell what hurts him anymore. He will be turned into an animal by hormones, but not yet. 329 pushed her away and got up. It's not difficult to subdue a drunkard, but...

"Do you want to move again?" The alcoholic held up the switchblade and pointed it at his arm, "If you dare to run, I will report the exile for hurting people tomorrow and send you directly to the protection station! I don't have an omega, and I can Fuck your ass for ten credits!"

329 stopped moving.

You see, that's the problem, she can. She doesn't even need to produce credible evidence, those enforcers who hate the new exile law will solve it for her. This kind of thing is not uncommon, sometimes 329 can't resist, sometimes he dare not resist.

Alpha got up cursing, grabbed 329 and pushed it against the wall. She seemed still furious at being pushed by the omega, before she took off her pants, she raised her hand again, intending to slap 329 in the face.

"Please don't."

A bright beam of light pierced through the darkness, shining directly on Alpha's face. The drunkard was taken aback and hurriedly blocked it with his hands. The person holding the beam of light walked into the alley, and the bright circle of light kept swaying the drunkard's face, blinding her eyes. When the man came up to him, the drunkard finally saw the other person's appearance clearly, and suddenly became angry from embarrassment.

"Don't mind your own business!" the drunkard scolded, "Little hairless..."

She was not polite in speaking, because there was only one person who came by, a petite girl, well dressed, and decent people are often afraid of getting dirty. The little girl fiddled with her watch as she approached, looking timid and fearful, as long as she waved a knife at her, she would probably run away.

So the drunkard cursed loudly, and fell over before finishing his sentence.

"I haven't used it on humans, and the effect is a bit uncontrollable." Yasha raised her wristwatch at 329 and smiled sheepishly, "But now she can't make false accusations against you."

The fallen man was foaming at the mouth and turning blue. 329 looked at the ground in a daze, Yasha walked over, looked at the ground, and said with emotion: "How many people die of alcoholism every year, alcoholism is really a bad thing." She smiled at 329 again: "Don't worry, I Black out the surveillance."

"Is there surveillance here?" 329 raised his head and looked around the dilapidated alley.

"Where isn't it?" Yasha said as a matter of course, wrapping her arms around 329 affectionately, "You don't look very well, let me take you back!"

She held 329's arm, and 329 almost collapsed on her body. After all this tossing, his