Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World-Chapter 374- Mamoon is Impregnated

Her womb stretched around the intrusion, the organ never meant to take something this size. But her body was adapting with terrifying speed, the walls softening and spreading to accommodate him.

Behind her, Tianlong groaned—a deep, masculine sound that vibrated through his chest into her back.

"So tight," he growled, his voice rougher than before. "Your pussy is crushing me, mother-in-law. Trying to push me out even as it pulls me deeper."

His hand in her hair tightened, pulling her head further back until her neck was fully exposed. She could barely breathe in this position, could barely think past the overwhelming fullness.

"Please—" The word came out strangled, desperate. "I can’t—it’s too much—you’re splitting me—"

"You can take it," he assured her, but there was no gentleness in his tone. "Your body was made for this. Made to be filled. Made to be bred."

’Bred?’ The word cut through the haze of sensation. ’He said—child—he’s going to—’

"NO!" She tried to push up from the table, tried to dislodge him, but he was buried too deep. Every movement just shifted his cock inside her, grinding against different spots that made her vision white out.

"Yes," he countered, and then he moved.

He pulled back slowly—so slowly she could feel every inch dragging against her inner walls. Her pussy clenched desperately, trying to keep him inside despite her protests.

He withdrew until just the head remained inside her, stretching her entrance. She gasped for air, the sudden emptiness almost worse than the fullness—

PAH!

He drove back in.

"AHHHHN!"

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Another scream as he bottomed out again, the impact making her ass jiggle and her breasts bounce. Her thick labia spread obscenely around his shaft, the pink inner folds gripping him tight.

PAH! PAH! PAH!

"Ungh~! Aaahh~! HNNGH~!"

He set a rhythm—hard, deep, brutal. Each thrust drove her forward against the table, her breasts dragging across the wooden surface.

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"Ahhn~! Ough~! Mmmph~!"

The wet slaps of flesh meeting flesh filled the manor as his hips crashed into her thick ass. Juice sprayed out around where they were joined, splattering across both their thighs.

"Look at yourself," Tianlong commanded, and she realized there was a polished metal shield propped against the manor wall—reflecting everything.

PAH! PAH!

"HNGH~! AAHH~!"

Mamoon’s eyes focused on her reflection and shame crashed over her.

Her face was unrecognizable—flushed deep red, eyes rolled back, mouth hanging open with drool dripping from her chin. Her tongue lolled out like an animal’s, her expression completely wrecked.

PAAH! PAAH! PAAH!

"Oughh~! M-my... insides... ANHH~!"

Her massive breasts swung beneath her with each thrust, nipples dragging across the table and leaving wet trails. And between her spread thighs—she could see his cock plunging into her pussy, see how her swollen lips stretched around the massive shaft, see the bulge in her lower belly where he was too deep.

’That thick thing is reshaping me... my tunnel... it’s molding to fit him...’

"That’s not me," she whispered, but she couldn’t look away. "That can’t be—"

PAH! PAAH!

"HIEKK~! AAANGH~!"

"That’s you melting," Tianlong corrected, his hips slamming forward again. "That’s you accepting what you really are. Not a proud chief. Not a protective mother. Just a female in heat, desperate to be bred."

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"Mmph~! Ungh~! Ah! AHH~!"

"No—I’m not—I’m—" But her pussy clenched hard around him, practically milking his cock.

Beside them, Thessa had started touching herself. The rabbit woman’s fingers worked between her legs, spreading her pussy and rubbing her clit as she watched Mamoon being destroyed.

PAAH! PAH! PAAH!

"HNNNGH~! F-FUCK... AAHHH~!"

"You’re so beautiful like this," Thessa breathed, her voice thick with renewed arousal. "I’ve never seen you... lose control..."

"Shut... ungh... up," Mamoon tried to snap, but it came out as a moan. "Don’t—don’t... ahhh... watch—"

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But she couldn’t stop performing. Couldn’t stop her hips from pushing back to meet his thrusts. Couldn’t stop the obscene sounds pouring from her throat.

PAH! PAH! PAAH!

"Oughh~! Mmph~! HIEKK~!"

The purple aura flared brighter, filling the manor with otherworldly light. It pressed against her skin like a thousand fingers, heightening every sensation until she thought she’d go insane.

’That long thick thing is hitting places... deep places... my insides can’t stop squeezing it...’

Her pussy was on fire—burning with pleasure so intense it bordered on pain. Each thrust ground against spots inside her she’d never known existed, sending electricity shooting up her spine and exploding in her brain.

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"Ahh~! Ungh~! Mmm~! Aaah~! HNGH~!"

"I’m going to—" she gasped, feeling pressure building in her core. "Something’s—I can’t—"

PAAH! PAAH! PAAH!

"OUGHH~! AAHHN~! HNNGH~!"

"Cum," Tianlong ordered, his hand releasing her hair to grab both her hips. "Cum on my cock, mother-in-law. Show me how much you love being filled."

"No—I won’t—I... ahhh... can’t—"

PAH! PAH! PAAH! PAH!

"Ungh~! Aaah~! MMMPH~! HIEKK~!"

But her body didn’t listen.

PAAAAAH!

"AHHHHHHHHHH! FUUUUUCK!"

The orgasm hit like a tidal wave—crashing over her with devastating force. Her pussy clamped down on his cock like a vice, rhythmic contractions trying to milk him dry.

Clear fluid sprayed from where they were joined, squirting across the manor floor in forceful jets. Her entire body convulsed, muscles seizing as pleasure overloaded every nerve.

’My insides... they won’t stop squeezing... that thick thing is being crushed by my tunnel...’

Her eyes rolled completely back, showing only whites. Her mouth gaped open in a silent scream, unable to produce sound as she came harder than she’d ever thought possible.

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"Aahhh~! Ungh~! Mmph~! Oughh~!"

Through it all, Tianlong kept thrusting—prolonging her orgasm, forcing her to ride it out until she was sobbing, gasping, begging incoherently.

PAH! PAH! PAAH!

"Pl... please... ungh... stop... ahhh... too much... mmph... I’ll die... HNGH... I’m dying—"

"You’re not dying," he growled, his pace somehow increasing. "You’re being reborn. Remade. And when I’m done with you, you’ll never be the same."

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"Oughh~! Aahh~! Hnngh~! Mmm~! AAHHN~!"

His cock swelled inside her—she could feel it getting thicker, longer, pushing deeper into her womb. His balls slapped against her clit with each thrust, the heavy orbs full and ready.

’Those heavy things keep hitting my button... they’re so full... so much weight...’

"I’m going to fill you," he announced, his voice strained for the first time. "Fill your womb until you’re overflowing. Paint your insides white until you’re dripping for days."

PAAH! PAAH! PAAH! PAAH!

"No... aahhh... pull out... ungh... you have to... HNGH—"

But even as she begged, her pussy clenched harder, trying to pull him deeper.

PAAAAAAAH!

"AAAAANGHHHH~!"

"Too late," he growled, and slammed forward one final time.

She felt it—the first massive rope of cum flooding directly into her womb. Then another. And another.

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Each pulse sent what felt like gallons of seed pumping into her deepest places, filling her beyond capacity.

’Hot... so hot... his stuff is burning my insides... filling my baby room...’

"FULL—TOO... ungh... FULL—I’M... aahhh... BURSTING—"

Her stomach visibly distended, swelling outward as he continued to cum. It was inhuman—impossible—but still it came.

Her womb stretched painfully, accommodating the flood of seed. Excess cum leaked out around his cock, unable to contain the volume inside her.

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The heat was unbearable. His seed was hot—almost burning—as it flooded her insides and painted her walls white.

’My baby room is drowning... his stuff won’t stop... there’s too much...’

And through the haze of overwhelming sensation, one thought crystallized with terrifying clarity: ’I’m going to get pregnant.’

Not might. Not could. Will. His seed was too potent, too aggressive.

"No..." The word came out weak, defeated. "My daughter... what will Yuna..."

But Tianlong just leaned over her trembling form, his lips brushing her ear as his cock continued to pulse inside her.

"Your daughter will watch you grow round with my child," he whispered. "And maybe... she’ll want the same."

Mamoon’s eyes widened in horror—but her pussy clenched hard one more time, milking out the last drops of his seed.

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[ Target Mamoon has been Impregnated ]