The more he rubbed and pushed his lower body, the more the slick and strange p*nis was forced inside without any resistance.

“Just how, where, how far are you, pushing in…”

By now it should have caught at the vaginal opening. Regan did, so why did Nasir keep pushing in as if there was no limit?

Haniel, grasping her scattered consciousness, came to understand the reason herself.

‘Come to think of it…’

Nasir’s p*nis that she had held earlier. She suddenly remembered its shape.

Unlike typical human males and Regan, below Nasir’s long, bulging shaft, his t*sticles were barely noticeable and not prominent.

Even though he had transformed into a human-like form, it was only slightly swollen due to his original appearance.

So the already mismatched p*nis was literally being pushed into the root of the shaft.

The sight of the giant p*nis gradually disappearing into Haniel’s small v*gina was like magic.

And finally.

“Huaaah…”

“Whew. It’s all in.”

With a sticky sound, Nasir’s firm lower abdomen came into contact with Haniel’s v*lva.

That enormous p*nis was all lodged inside her internal organs.

It was as if Haniel was being fixed in place, impaled by a giant wooden pillar.

At that point, Haniel was no longer able to think normally.

“Uh, uh, uu, ah, uah, hic…”

Heavy. Take it out. Such fragmentary thoughts swirled in her mind, but her body, laid down in a position suitable for mating under the large body pressing firmly, didn’t budge.

Huk, huk, hic… Haniel, her face pressed against the floor, opened her lips and barely managed to breathe.

Like a fish forcibly pulled out of water, her desperate struggling for survival was quite pitiful, but… Nasir, ungratefully, seeing Haniel like this, slowly pulled his pelvis back and pushed it back into the base of his p*nis.

Squelch… thud!

“Hng, kyaak!”

“I thought it would be cut off.”

A voice with a hint of laughter coming from above Haniel’s head.

And from then on, Nasir began to push his hips without giving Haniel a chance to respond.

Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap!

“Ugh, gugh, hng, hu, hu, uh.”

It was like a scene of animal mating.

Nasir’s body completely covering Haniel. The giant body that was neither human nor bird, and the feathers covering densely woven muscles.

The muscles, set in a different form than humans, writhed threateningly every time the man moved vigorously, and the wings stretched backward trembled every time the delicate vaginal walls convulsed.

Barbaric movements that seemed cruel, like a scene of a predator devouring its prey.

Haniel, like a rodent having its neck torn by a raptor, could only weakly m*an under Nasir, who was crushing her body and thrusting his hips.

Slap, slap, slap, squelch, squish!

Thanks to Nasir, who was pressing his lower abdomen tightly against her buttocks and only moving his lower body, the space between Haniel and his pelvis was damp and sticky with trapped moisture, without even a gap for outside air to enter.

Slippery m*cus was thickly spread between their bodies, and though the p*nis should have slipped out at least once, it didn’t. Even when she relaxed her inner vaginal walls as much as possible, which were tightly gripping his pillar, it simply wouldn’t come out—Nasir’s movements seemed aimed at properly and deeply inserting his p*nis into the p*ssy hole.

It feels like dying.

Every time Nasir moved as he pleased, each bump and irregularity of his bumpy p*nis scratched the inner walls, stimulating parts she didn’t even know existed.

No, should such areas be thoroughly fondled, rubbed, and feel such excessive stimulation? Weren’t these sensations that humans should rightfully ignore?

They say that after experiencing something that transcends the limits of existence, a person becomes a completely different being from before that experience.

Haniel, having s*x with Regan, a non-human being, had recalled such words as someone who had experienced what no human might have.

And she had casually wondered. Will there ever come a day when I become accustomed to such experiences? And will I come to think of such *ntercourse as natural, and someday take it for granted…

But while obscenely accepting Nasir’s p*nis, Haniel was realizing that she had greatly overestimated herself.

This was an experience she could never get used to.

A stimulation that could never be taken for granted, as if the top of her head would fly off.

Sweat beading up while pinned under Nasir, who enveloped her like a darkroom, accepting a bumpy p*nis of non-human proportions deep into her internal organs, being endlessly crushed like an inanimate object by frenzied hip movements.

How could such an experience ever become familiar?

Far from becoming familiar, Haniel was barely enduring the overwhelming pleasure pouring into her small body.

While being overwhelmed by the excessive sensations Nasir was pouring down on her from above, blankly just breathing.

“Unng, hic, just, the tip, you, s-said…”

All she could do was thinly protest through her pressed lips.

Feeling like she might really lose her mind if she stayed still like this.

“You said, you’d just, remove, hic, the smell…”

To that, Nasir thr*st his hips down once with a thud and clung to the back of Haniel’s neck.

“Eek!”

“Sorry. But the best way to remove a smell is to cover it with another smell, right?”

“B-but…”

“I’ll fill you up tightly with my smell, all the way inside.”

Nasir kissed Haniel’s ear with his pointedly pursed lips.

And then…

Crunch.

“Huk.”

Haniel took a sharp breath.

She wasn’t sure if it was an illusion, but just now something inside… beyond writhing, it felt like the shape was gradually changing, a strange sensation.

Crunch. Squelch, squelch. The unfamiliar sensation being thr*st into Haniel’s cervix and *terus.

Haniel opened her mouth wide and shook her head in a desperate attempt to escape.

‘No, it’s not an illusion. It can’t be an, il-lusion…’

It wasn’t an illusion!

No, now it was all too clear.

Nasir’s spiral p*nis, which Haniel had taken comfort in being slightly shorter than Regan’s despite its inhuman shape.

Thump, thump. Along with the strong pulse transmitted through Haniel’s convulsing inner walls, that p*nis was… “uncoiling.”

Haniel, who was tightly gripping his p*nis, could tell as clearly as if she were seeing it with her own eyes.

The drill-shaped p*nis that had been coiled in a spiral.

She had wondered why it was made in such a strange shape… and now the answer to that curiosity was being revealed in a very chilling way.

Bulge, bulge. Squelch…

“N-no. No… I’m being p-penetrated.”

Haniel groaned through gritted teeth.

Her abdomen… the inside of her abdomen was moving!

As blood rushed to Nasir’s p*nis with the rough stimulation, the tightly coiled p*nis was gradually straightening, becoming longer, like a spring bouncing up.

A non-human sensation she had never felt anywhere before and an instinctive surge of fear overwhelmed Haniel.

‘It’s bursting. It’s bursting. My stomach is bursting…’

Above her was the house-sized man’s body flattening her, and inside was the monster’s p*nis that was swelling like an increasingly long balloon, scratching her inner walls.

Haniel sniffled slightly at the helplessness, like a fool who had swallowed a hard balloon.

The giant mating organ lodged inside seemed to be taking root in her internal organs…

Holding her firmly as if telling her to stay still despite her feeble struggling, and abnormally rubbing only the pleasure-sensitive parts like mad to minimize resistance… it was revealing its grotesque true intentions inside Haniel.

And throughout this entire process, Haniel was just writhing like a lower organism that enjoys being penetrated.

Pleasure pouring down in waves.

It felt as if the top of her head would fly off, and formless m*ans spontaneously erupted from deep in her throat.

“Hnng, uh, uh, ungh, uu…”

Squelch, squish! Squelch, squish!

“Kuugh… huut. Heek. I’m, I’m dying…”

Crunch!

“Huah!”

Nasir jabbed the head of his elongated p*nis right into the center of Haniel’s cervix.

Huk. Haniel clenched her fists and inwardly spewed every curse word imaginable.

Cunning bastard. Pretending to be nice, but doing whatever he wants. Bird bastard.

Nasir must have known that his spiral p*nis would uncoil and swell longer when excited.

As evidence, hadn’t his way of moving his pelvis changed slightly? It was still fast and kneading persistently, but… he was thrusting in a way that allowed the root part of his p*nis near his lower abdomen to be slightly exposed while ensuring the elongated tip remained lodged as deep inside as possible.

It was as if he was trying to drill a hole inside.

‘Huh?’

For a moment, her hair stood on end.