Rand's mind gradually emerges from the stuporous darkness in a wet lick...
With a splitting headache and confusion in his head, he opened his eyes and saw the cream-colored ceiling of the luxury hotel.
There was a rose scent that was so strong that the air seemed to turn into gelatin around him, and the whole room was very dark. The pale yellow gauze curtains were drawn down, revealing some dim skylight from the window.
What's the time now
early morning? Or dusk
Is this a dream? Or reality
…
Rand wanted to get up from the bed that was so soft that he almost sank down, but his body was weak. He just moved slightly and fell back on the bed. A groan of pain escaped from his tightly closed lips, and his body was sticky.
oh... gooey...
Rand was breathing hard. He has a fever.
Every cell in his body seemed to be emitting fire, and the indescribable numbness fermented inside his body, giving him a trance-like illusion, as if every bone in his body had become soft.
Something wrapped around his calf...
It was like a wet boa constrictor, and Rand's calf could clearly feel the scales under the mucus, and the bulging muscles under the scales. Immediately afterwards, a pair of arms stretched out, it was hot, like Rand, it seemed to be burning out all the time, and it would burn Rand.
However, the moment it touched Rand, Rand heard the uncontrollable sweet gasp in his throat, his toes curled involuntarily, and his body tensed.
A wet face pressed against him, a long, dexterous tongue rushing up and down along Rand's ears.
"Munster..."
This familiar, big dog-like coquetry made Rand habitually call out Munster's name, even though the call sounded indescribably ambiguous in his involuntary heavy breathing.
But when Rand turned his head sideways, he saw a completely unfamiliar face.
Oh, what a handsome face this is.
He looked breathtakingly beautiful, beyond any human imagination—and it was this face that made Rand scream in horror.
"You—who are you?!"
He pressed his hand on the opponent's shoulder and tried to push his body away from him, but the mucus all over the opponent's muscles made his palm keep slipping, and it looked like Rand was kneading him hard. the same as the chest.
His skin was a plaster-like pure white, but it was delicate and smooth to the touch.
And the way he looked at Rand made Rand feel even more terrified - Chaos, turbid but shining with the brilliance of beast-like greed and tyranny.
He looked like he wanted to swallow Rand.
"You... um... exactly... "
Rand desperately wanted to get off the bed, and his disobedient body became his biggest burden at this moment.
His struggles invisibly caused more entanglement and friction between him and the "stranger", and soon, Rand could feel the other party's increasing excitement.
"Go away—"
Rand screamed uncontrollably as the man's tongue licked back and forth across Rand's neck and chest, and began to flick the tip of his tongue over his nipple quickly.
He wanted to stretch his legs and kick the "person" that was pressing heavily on his body, but the other party took advantage of this opportunity to pull Rand's legs away.
"Ah-"
This feeling of being almost raped made Rand, who was in the chaos, scream in agony. He has never felt such a strong fear. The other was rubbing back and forth between his tight stomach and hips in that animal-like fashion.
Slime, and more slime dripped onto Rand's body.
His body jumped involuntarily, and what grew in direct proportion to the psychological fear turned out to be... desire...
Rand's body burst out with a rush of desire under the man's rude and unskilled provocation, which washed over his already shaky mind.
Rand soon felt a swelling somewhere in his body, his thighs began to tighten, and his waist became more supple.
Mind and body seem to have been completely separated at this moment...
"No, get off you bastard..."
He shouted, but the next moment, the "man" suddenly filled Rand's mouth with his tongue.
His overly long tongue, like Munster's, seems to be going down Rand's throat... saliva, or... mucus is squeezed from where Rand's lips meet.
After a long time, "he" pulled his tongue out of Rand's mouth, and in the next second Rand let out an earth-shattering cough.
He began to gasp violently, and a large number of physiological tears welled up in his eyes.
"...land...de..."
After seeing his tears, the damn rapist was stunned for a moment, and then hoarsely murmured.
"He" clumsily tried to wipe the tears from Rand's eyes, unaware of Rand's stiffness after hearing his voice.
"Munster?!"
Rand couldn't believe his ears.
After coughing, he finally woke up a little, and he noticed the waving fishtail squeezed between his legs, as well as the similarities with Munster on his body... The silver one seemed to have a life of its own. The same long hair (which now wrapped around his limbs like snakes), his red eyes...and the gleam of concern and tenderness that struggled behind his wild desires.
"Rand..."
Munster lay naked on Rand's body, showing him a body full of power and desire.
It was so aggressive and wild that it made no secret of its aggression against Rand - something Rand hadn't even thought of before.
"No—Munster... what's going on? Stop, no, stop..."
After realizing that the man, or rather, the male siren, was actually Munster, the fear that rose from Rand's heart was even stronger than when he had thought it was a ridiculous rape.
He started to struggle frantically.
"No, never, Munster, wake up!"
Rand screamed.
Once he thought that he might have something unethical with Munster, Rand even ignored the strong physical desire that appeared in himself, and there was only an abyss-like despair and fear that remained in his heart.
In his screams, Munster's vision became cloudy again...
A scale under its abdomen was pushed up by tight muscles, revealing the folds under the scale.
The white, swollen cylinder protruded straight out of the folds, revealing its hideous appearance in the air.
It is very huge, the surface of the sturdy column is densely covered with raised blood vessels, and its tip has a rare Y-shaped bifurcation like the genitals of snakes. It made it look almost as terrifying as having two genitals.
Rand's spirit was about to collapse just by seeing the device Munster showed, but the thing that broke him even more was his own body's reaction to it... He was damn more, more enthusiastic .
"No, for God's sake..."
Watching Munster leaning over gradually, Rand choked with extreme shame and fear.
Munster's actions became hesitant at this moment...
On the other side of the room, the prince looked at them with a livid face.
"Your Highness..."
Raisha frowned tightly and called to him in a low voice.
Out of sympathy for Rand, she never glanced inside the room.
"Maybe it's not a good time..." she said. "They haven't..."
"To shut up-"
The prince turned his head and showed a hideous expression towards Laisha.
The human part of Rand's body is too powerful to be understood by the prince. He has evaluated Rand's body before. In theory, he should have had sex with Munster frantically under the action of sex hormones, and Munster is also like this.
It is a beast, and the prince has no doubt that its brains may be boiling with that enthusiasm - but it still has the most basic cognition. Look at the time it wastes.
It's actually doing those warm foreplay to Rand...
This makes the whole scene look like a farce, or some disgusting love scene, and the prince watching from the side is more like a joke.
The prince was going mad.
Time waits for no one, who knows when the damned Poseidons will find them.
"damn it… "
The prince dug out an injection from his package.
That was the sex hormone concentrate he extracted from Munster when he was in a coma before... The prince's own gonads had completely shrunk due to the large-dose transplantation. Before he changed his mind and tried to use embryos to transform his body, he used to try to Use Munster's hormone to stimulate the redevelopment of the own gonads.
However, there is clearly a more pressing occasion to use it now.
The prince thought, and then he poured the ampule into the vaporizer, and stuffed it into the slot through which he peeped.
Neither Rand nor Munster were aware of its presence.
Some white mist-like blue smoke instantly merged with the thick, rose-scented air in the room.
However, Rand and Munster will experience its power in their own flesh...