Dead Man’s Harem. Since I can’t kill myself, I’ll find other ways to be happy.

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Chapter 27 – Sexual Corn Starch (18+) 

Humping the water sprite while holding her by her hips, Devon pressed the 160 cm sprite’s body into his, his stomach smacking into her breasts again and again while his balls slapped the area right below Cissy’s belly button. 

It was such a strange and surreal sexual experience for Devon, planting his penis straight through a water nymph in sprite form’s belly button into her body itself, and it worked because her jello-like sprite form could be penetrated from any angle. It really was like sticking his dick into a tub full of warm jello, except this tub was in shapely female form. 

The bubbles that entered Cissy’s guts through Devon’s incessant thrusting simply floated up and disappeared out of her body, and Cissy’s moans turned more and more lewd as Devon’s pace accelerated. He felt like he was hugging a water body pillow of some kind, and the feeling was fantastic.

“I wonder if this considered sex,” Devon whispered into Cissy’s ear while penetrating her prurient body that was just begging to be penetrated in its oh so inviting jiggly form. 

“Cissy… angg…. thinks this is almost sex,” she replied while taking in Devon’s meat rod straight into her stomach, as she had her guts rearranged from within by a pile driver machine pumping in and out and in and out without stop. 

Devon grunted with pleasure, losing himself to the overwhelming sensation of jiggly wet slime surrounding and caressing his cock with every additional pump of his hips. It reminded him of that pudding-consistency cornstarch mixture that he encountered during a lab experiment in science class many years ago during high school. 

Bouncy and viscous, the cornstarch pudding mix was solid if you slapped it, but a highly viscous liquid if you slowly dipped your finger inside. That was an uncannily accurate comparison to the nymph’s body right now, at least as close as he could get to truly describing this otherworldly surreal feeling that was currently engulfing his penis at the moment. 

He wanted more… more of this vulnerable penetrative feeling on his penis. Grabbing the water nymph’s hips even harder than before, he slammed the nymph’s stomach into his dick and pumped aggressively, as the water inside Cissy’s body swirled and stirred like a mini tornado of water, the same effect as when you took a bottle of water and spun it, then set it on a flat surface. 

Physics was not Devon’s best subject back in highschool, but if physicality was a subject, he’d be acing it right now. His penetrative meat rod continuously stirred up a storm within the nymph’s body, and he felt an inevitable gushing of semen coming soon.

“Haaa….” Cissy moaned while rolling her eyes back in her sprite form. She was being completely and utterly ravaged right now, and could do nothing about it besides take the full girth of Devon’s cock into her stomach of all places. He didn’t even have the decency to shove it inside her pussy like a normal person, and have regular sex. Instead, Devon wanted to continue this depraved thrusting right through her belly button and into her stomach itself until he came. 

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The feeling was coming. He could sense the cum welling up inside him, ready to spill out like a torrent of hot chocolate lava all over a white virgin cake. 

Slap. Slap. Slap. 

Unable to hold himself back any longer, Devon’s cock twitched with extreme pleasure and shot out pumps of semen into Cissy’s belly, as he watched the white and sticky liquid forcibly make its way into her sprite stomach, swirling about when it finally settled in.

Holding the sensation longer, Devon held Cissy’s hips tightly and did not let go until all of his semen was inside her. Finally, he let go, and the water nymph collapsed into the river while breathing heavily.

“That was good,” Devon said between panting breaths. “You were great to fuck, Cissy.”

Cissy could barely stand, and responded with a weak voice. “Cissy is not sure if that was sex, but she feels so satisfied with hooman’s yummy juice in her tummy. Next time, Cissy will bring friends over too to share yummy juice!”

Devon laughed. “Yes Cissy, bring all of your nymph friends to play next time. I will make sure to give them lots of juice each.” 

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