The impact of her drop hadn’t even cleared the room before Sherry began to move.

She didn’t ease into anything. Level 5 Endurance hit like a fucking engine. She locked her knees into my ribs with bone-creaking pressure, the powerful new muscle in her thighs flexing hard enough to dent skin and leave flushed imprints. She drove her pelvis down in a merciless series of heavy, percussive drops, each one slamming her full weight through my hips and into the mattress.

Slap. Slap. Slap.

The obscene, wet symphony of her drenched pussy devouring every thick inch of my cock filled the air at blinding speed. Every descent was a piston strike, her ass hammering my thighs with meaty, punishing cracks that sent shockwaves up my spine and punched the breath from my lungs. Sweat sprayed in fine, glistening arcs from the collision points.

The heavy, tear-drop weight of her breasts swung in violent, blurring circles above me, colliding together with loud, fleshy slaps, skin rippling and rebounding before crashing down against her own ribs, flinging fresh sweat off the stiff, dark peaks of her nipples in glittering arcs that caught the golden lamplight.

I looked up, vision tunneling. The gold lamplight carved the hard, newly-dense ridges of her abs flexing like steel cables with every brutal plunge, each contraction sending a visible ripple across her sweat-slick midriff. Her expanded receptive capacity let her take me to the root without hesitation—puffy outer lips stretched obscenely wide around my thick base, glistening and quivering, flushed dark crimson, then clamping down like a velvet vice as she rose. Ridged inner walls dragged along every veined inch in a scalding, sucking pull that left her arousal coating me in thick, shiny strands.

[Warning: Kinetic output anomaly detected.]

[Subject has temporarily copied your ability.]

Fuck. My hands shot to her hips, trying to anchor her, but my palms slid uselessly across burning, sweat-drenched skin, fingers slipping through the sheen.

She’s pulling from me.

She was using my own calculated, unyielding weight against me. In seconds her body had rewritten itself. Her inner walls thickened and ridged with fresh strength, squeezing my cock in rolling, fist-tight contractions that measured and milked every millimeter with terrifying precision. The friction was molten—hot velvet dragging and rippling like a living machine.

Her face hovered above mine, glistening under the lamp’s harsh glow. Lips peeled back in a feral snarl, revealing trembling wet teeth. Jaw muscles stood out like cords beneath flushed skin. Eyes completely black, pupils swallowed by the stat surge, thick damp lashes clumped and fluttering against sweat-beaded cheeks with every punishing drop. Sweat poured down her neck in thick rivulets, tracing the delicate blue veins now standing sharp against crimson skin, pooling in the hollow of her throat before spilling over.

I tried to thrust up. Her hands slammed my shoulders into the mattress with shocking leverage, palms slick and searing, pinning me flat as she ground down harder, faster. The slick friction of her stretched channel dragged like molten silk over steel—hotter, tighter, the expanded capacity letting her ripple and pulse in perfect, machine-like waves that targeted the underside of my cock with lethal accuracy. Goosebumps erupted across her thighs where they pressed mine, her skin fever-hot and trembling.

Short, sharp gasps tore from her. "Bram— Ahh— arder—"

She gripped her own knee, leaning her full weight forward until her breasts flattened completely against my chest. Sweat-sealed skin stuck and peeled with every grind, the burning friction turning slippery and vicious. Her nipples dragged hot, stiff lines across my pectorals, leaving trails through the mingled sweat as her core rotated—inner walls milking me in thick, devastating strokes that made wet, obscene squelching fill the room.

[Charging]

[Progress towards the next full charge: 70% → 80%]

I gripped her hips, fingers sinking deep into newly dense, powerful flesh that yielded then resisted, but she only snarled—lips twitching in a micro-expression of savage triumph—and slammed down harder. Every impact drove my ass deeper into the screaming mattress. Springs shrieked in continuous protest. Electricity arced between us. Her moans mixed with mine, raw and broken, until the room vibrated with it.

Sherry... please—

She was taking every inch—lifting until only my swollen head stretched her glistening entrance wide, the puffy lips clinging desperately in shiny strands, then dropping in a single violent squelch that buried me completely.

Her copied ability manifested as raw structural dominance: each downward thrust compressed my hips, folded the bed beneath us, and squeezed my cock with rhythmic, crushing force that felt engineered to drain me dry. Sweat flew from her bouncing tits and splattered across my face and chest.

[Charging used against you.]

I clenched my teeth until my molars ached, fingers tearing fresh gouges into the sheets. A terrifying pressure built inside me, coiling tight at the base of my spine, balls drawing up hard. She felt it. Her lips twitched in a micro-tremor, she knew exactly how close I was, because it was exactly how close she was. A flicker of cruel delight flashed across her blown-black eyes.

Forcing a surge of raw power into my limbs, I sat up violently against her weight, tearing my shoulders free with a roar. My hands locked onto the heavy, powerful flesh of her ass, fingers digging deep into sweat-slick muscle that flexed and quivered under my grip. I reversed the momentum with brutal force—lifting and slamming her down onto me in a sudden, accelerated counter-rhythm that choked her frantic moans halfway in her throat, her inner walls fluttering wildly around the sudden counter-assault.

Her eyes flew wide, pupils flaring even larger for a split second, thick damp lashes clumping with moisture against flushed cheeks. I caught her ass, lifting her high until she was clinging by the tip—puffy lips stretched obscenely around my swollen head—then hammered her down to the hilt, my balls slapping violently against her soaked flesh with a wet crack.

A loud, fractured shriek tore from her unhinged jaw, mouth stretched wide in a glistening O, jaw muscles corded tight. Her heavy breasts crashed against my chest, soft sweat-drenched flesh flattening and spreading hot before rebounding in chaotic waves, dark nipples dragging stiff trails through mingled sweat.

Her core erupted into a massive, erratic spasm—inner walls clamping down in crushing, rippling waves that tried to milk me dry, visibly pulsing along my length.

The pressure at the base of my spine snapped.

I was losing it. She was losing it. We were both going over the edge together, completely out of control, and as my vision tunneled into pure, blinding white—

I let go.