Chapter 28: Transformation

I think I'm okay now. ......

The red-hot murderous intent in me had subsided.

Abigail, amazingly, managed to control the Butcher that even the aliens feared, which is on the verge of going out of control. It was nothing short of amazing.

Abigail is breathing heavily. She had been on her knees for quite a while, and her knees seemed to be bleeding a bit.

I quietly push her down to the floor and cover her. I couldn't just let her go because we were both in a position to do so, but I worried about letting her rest in the normal position.

She was already wet. Abigail's breasts are sensitive, so maybe the squeeze had a similar effect to masturbation.

Abigail voluntarily opened her legs and inserted my cock between her legs.

"Ohhhhhhhh!?......aahhh......"

The inside of Abigail's vagina felt completely different than before.

I don't know why. It's not just the pressure of a tight squeeze, but the pull of being led deeper and deeper. Even if I don't do anything, I can feel it sinking in.

"Ah! Huh! Ohhhhhhh! Oh!? ----!? ......Ah, Ah, Ah......!......!"

She made a sweet sound and climaxed immediately. She was bouncing around in my arms. So fast, I barely even touched her. I only poked her in her pussy a few times.

"Haa...... haa...... haa...... haa......."

I looked at Abigail's upturned face and was confused.

What's wrong with you?

...... Is that what I think it is? It's a paper bag?

I'm not sure if it's because I'm wearing a paper bag, or if it's because you can't see my horrible face and you feel calmer. That's the only difference from usual.

I see. So that's how it is. I thought people would hate me for being naked and wearing a paper bag because I'm a complete pervert, but I guess it's a plus when your face is butcher level. I learned something. From now on, I'll wear a paper bag during the act.

I groaned in my chest, feeling like a craftsman at the great discovery.

I stopped moving and let Abigail rest for a while.

Suddenly, she grabbed the paper bag that was covering my head with both hands and pulled it off.

The horrifying face of the Butcher that has been hiding behind a paper bag must be spreading in her vision now, but what the hell was she doing?

"Phew ...... phew ...... phew ...... ah ...... ah! --"

In the meantime, Abigail is still inside me, and in between her gasping breaths, she opens her mouth and flicks her tongue in the air at me.

Her flickering tongue poked its head out from her aligned white teeth. Her invitation is as seductive as ever.

I really don't know what's going on. She has become very aggressive. I'm more confused by how much she's changed since last time. Is it possible that she's half-broken?

But a broken woman only becomes unresponsive to anything except sexual intercourse, not aggressive.

I'll slowly extend my bluish-blue tongue from my gum-bare mouth and insert it into Abigail's mouth.

-- please, do, gentle, slow, --

I see? That's what you wanted to tell me? Surely, it's a matter of life and death for her.

Yeah, yeah. I won't be rough with you, as long as you'll be quiet and obedient.

As I slowly move back and forth inside her vagina, I also convey the message through the membrane.

-- I, sorry, Abigail, help --

It's the one thing she needs the most. I'm sure this will put her mind at ease.

By the way, this second language comes with intense pleasure for her, so I'm worried if she's getting the message.

Abigail, on the other hand, ignored my worries and began to mumble painfully.

--Thanks--

I was so surprised that I involuntarily withdrew my tongue.

I raped her like this, forcing her to obey me, conquering her deep inside. I'm a true rapist, trampling on her humanity.

I never thought I'd be thanked.

......But if you are too relaxed, it will get suspicious.

I sped up the movement of my hips a little.

" Ah, ......, ah, ......, ah, ......."

Abigail cried in my arms, but there was no sign of pain or fear.

When she was calm and focused on sex, her vagina gave me a whole new level of pleasure.

It was like a warm, lotion-soaked anemone sucking on me from my crotch all the way down to my balls.

When I pull my hips back, she sucks up my cock as if she wants it to stay, and when I insert it, it fills up like a bottomless swamp.

Once I realized that the best way to enjoy the sensation was to pull my cock out until it was slightly past the entrance, and then slowly penetrate with the deepest possible strokes until I hit the base of the vagina, I immersed myself in the exercise.

The feel of the plump vaginal flesh. No matter how many times I go back and forth, I never get tired of it. There was an immersive feeling as if all of my senses were focused on my genitals.

" ah ......! Haa......!"

While I was engrossed in searching for the best solution, I found myself ejaculating before I knew it.

I hurriedly pushed against the depths of her vagina. Then the stimulation of the herring roe[1] ceiling there accelerated my ejaculation.

"Hmm ... Ah!? Ahhhhh!? ――Hmm!! ――Hmm!!"

She had a deep orgasm as the beast's torrent pounded into her vagina.

Abigail lay on my arms, twitching and convulsing on her back, and gulping it down with her lower mouth while I spit out the thickest load of cum of the day.

My animal core bounced harder than usual as she chewed furiously as if she was trying to eat me up.

"Ha, ha, ha, hahi---- haha ...... haha ......."

When my violent rod finally calmed down, she slumped beneath me.

I want to hold this woman more. I want to embrace her more and more, I was trapped in such a single-minded desire.

But we need to take a break. I have to give Abigail a half-time.

I lifted my body to pull out my pole.

Then, in a daze, she wrapped her arms around my back.

*chomp * . And then she bit me on the shoulder.

-- let's, talk --

Whoa. She changed the pattern of our conversation. This is quite helpful because it looks suspicious when I'm always sticking my tongue out.

-- why, tell, me, to, stop? --

Hmmm. She seemed to be wondering why I was acting strangely.

That's true. It's a problem that directly affects her survival.

I picked her up and put her in the uninsured face-to-face position. As I did so, I decided to press her buttocks with my fingers secretly.

-- out, side, meet, bad, thing --

-- you, leave, out, side? --

-- yes, but, no, freedom --

-- disgusting, thing? --

-- got, played --

-- poor, thing --

I chuckled inside my mind.

The flattery was too obvious.

False kindness to sell yourself.

Who would have any sympathy for the Butcher of Slaughter?

Maybe this is what Abigail thinks. she feels like she's dealing with a chimpanzee or a gorilla.

They're powerful, but like monkeys, they're sexually active and weak-minded.

I felt I was being laughed at by a spectacle of a monkey show.

...... No, that's actually correct though.

I'm not sure if it's because of the Morse code, but I think it's the fact that it makes me sound remarkably stupid.

Well, that's okay. Let her misunderstand whatever she wants.

I pressed her ass tightly.

-- outside, want? --

-- want, help --

--ASSPINT, spy, how? ran? --

-- I, not, spy --

No? I thought all ASSPINT were secret agents.

-- I, repo, deceived, caught --

Repo?...... a liaison?

She said she was tricked. ...... Is she another one of those who was set up?

-- betrayed? --

-- yes --

ASSPINT, too, is a piece of shit.

No....... I've heard that the more elite the unit, the more intense such internal strife.

If Abigail's words are true, she is in the same situation as me.

When I think about it, a sense of pity rushes into my heart.

This must be self-projection.

-- It's, awful --

My words came out involuntarily, and Abigail's arm, which was around my back, tightened.

-- Gevaudan, why, know, human, words? --

Oops, I hadn't thought of that setting.

-- I, used, to, be --

Oops. I should have kept my ex-human a secret.

The sex with Abigail had made me feel too good to talk about it. What a scary honey trap for a female spy.

-- remember, past? --

But hey, if I keep lying to myself, I'm sure it won't be long before I'm screwed.

What should I do? I'm in trouble.

...... I'll just give it a little spin. Let's forcefully alter the course.

-- word, Morse, code, knew, reason, past, don't, know --

Abigail's movements stopped.

I'm sure you don't understand. In fact, I don't even know why I'm in this situation. I'm not lying.

I'll leave the rest to her imagination.

It's time to continue.

-- good?, let's, rape --

I said gently, and Abigail looked up at me from my arms, her expression hardening.

I guess that's the wrong word. There was no way I was just going to rape her straight on. I think about rape rape rape rape from morning till night. ...... Next time, I'll have to use softer words like "hold" or "insert" or "let's have sex".

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