Chapter 472 - : 472 : Re-Produce!

Chapter 472: Chapter : 472 : Re-Produce!

Alethea was still mindlessly bouncing on Aiden’s cock in cowgirl, her massive naked breasts heaving and slapping together with every desperate drop of her hips. Her platinum-blonde hair was a wild mess. Sweat glistened on her pale skin, running in rivulets down the deep valley of her enormous breasts, over her toned stomach, and along her thick thighs. Bite marks and red handprints from earlier decorated her neck, shoulders, and the heavy undersides of her tits. Her royal pussy was stretched wide around his thick shaft, creamy white cum from multiple loads already leaking out with every movement.

Aiden’s hands suddenly shot up and grabbed both of her stiff pink nipples between his fingers. He pinched hard and pulled downward, yanking her massive breasts toward his face.

"Ahh—! Sir—! My nipples—!" Alethea cried out, but her hips never stopped moving.

He pulled her down until her huge, soft tits smothered his face. He latched onto one fat nipple immediately, sucking hard — too hard — while his teeth bit into the sensitive pink areola. At the same time, he grabbed her wide hips with both hands and slammed her down onto his cock with brutal force.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

Every downward slam punched the head of his cock straight into the back of her womb. Alethea’s eyes rolled back, her tongue hanging out as broken moans poured from her lips.

Aiden switched to the other nipple, sucking and biting even harder, leaving fresh teeth marks on the soft flesh while he continued forcing her to ride him at a punishing pace.

After several long minutes of abusing her breasts, he finally released her nipple with a wet pop and looked up at her wrecked face with a dark grin.

"I really liked one of your royal maids," he said casually, as if he wasn’t currently balls-deep inside the Queen. "I want her."

Alethea moaned loudly, still bouncing, her massive tits swinging heavily in front of his face.

"Which one...?" she gasped, voice hoarse from earlier choking. "You can take anyone you want... as long as you let me keep riding you...!"

Aiden chuckled and thrust upward sharply, making her cry out.

"Lira," he said. "The one you sent to call me to your room earlier. The milfy one with the pigtails and the mole between her tits."

Alethea’s pussy clenched hard around him at the mention of her maid. She bounced faster, almost frantically.

"As you wish...!" she moaned. "Take her... Take everyone you want... I will tell her that she belongs to you now... She’s yours... All my maids are yours if you keep fucking me like this—!"

Aiden’s hands tightened on her hips, guiding her to slam down even harder.

"She should be at my mansion before I come back from school tomorrow," he said, voice low and commanding. "You understood?"

Alethea nodded desperately, platinum hair flying, crown tilting.

"Yes—! Yes, I understand—! I’ll send her tonight... She’ll be waiting in your bed when you return—!"

Every thrust was hitting the back of her womb now. Her belly was already slightly swollen from the sheer amount of cum he had pumped into her earlier.

Aiden’s eyes gleamed with cruel amusement.

"Your Majesty," he said, slowing her hips just enough so she had to work harder to keep bouncing. "Do you wanna get pregnant?"

Alethea’s eyes widened, but her pussy fluttered and clenched greedily around him.

"Tell me," Aiden continued, voice dark. "I can make your womb work again. I can make you fertile. Tell me the truth."

The Queen bit her lip hard, tears of shame and overwhelming lust spilling down her cheeks. But her hips never stopped moving.

"Please...!" she begged, voice cracking. "I want your baby to fill me up... Fill me... Knock me up... I want you to breed this royal womb... even if it’s wrong... even if I’m too old... I don’t care—! Please—!"

Aiden’s smirk widened. He reached out internally to the voice in his head.

*Lunara. Make a new skill with The Creator.*

Lunara’s voice responded instantly, purring with excitement.

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"As You Wish, Master~"

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[PLEASE ASSIGN A NAME.]

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*Re-Produce,* Aiden said internally.

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[NAME HAS BEEN ACCEPTED.]

(IS IT A SKILL OR PASSIVE SKILL?] (NOTE: PASSIVE SKILL WILL NOT REQUIRE AN ACTIVATION CODE.)

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*Skill*

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[DESCRIBE ITS FUNCTION.]

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Aiden focused his thoughts.

*The skill allows me to make a menopausal woman ovulate and get pregnant with only my sperm again. The sperm gets the ability to restart the female reproductive system.*

Lunara purred approvingly.

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[DESCRIPTION HAS BEEN ACCEPTED...]

[ESTIMATED MANA COST: 5000 MP PER USE.]

[NO COOLDOWN.]

[THE SKILL HAS BEEN AUTOMATICALLY SET IN E-RANK. FURTHER LEVEL UP WILL INCREASE THE LEVEL.]

[SET AN ACTIVATION CODE.]

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*Restart*

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[ACTIVATION CODE HAS BEEN ACCEPTED.]

[WOULD YOU LIKE TO DESTROY IT OR LEARN IT?]

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"Learn it."

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[CONGRATULATION, MASTER... YOU HAVE LEARNED THE SKILL SUCCESSFULLY.]

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Aiden smiled darkly as he returned his full attention to the moaning, bouncing mess on top of him. Alethea was still riding him desperately, her massive naked breasts bouncing wildly, sweat and cum glistening on every curve of her voluptuous body.

He grabbed her hips again and started slamming her down harder than before.

"My seed will make you pregnant," he growled. "I’m going to shoot it even if you change your mind later."

Alethea’s eyes were glassy with lust. She bounced even harder, taking him to the hilt every time.

"Please...!" she begged shamelessly. "Knock me up...! I want it—! I want your baby—!"

Aiden’s voice dropped into a low, commanding growl.

"Restart."

Lunara’s voice echoed in his mind.

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MANA COST: -5000

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A sudden, intense heat flooded through his cock and straight into Alethea’s womb. The skill activated instantly. Her already overstimulated pussy clenched violently around him as her reproductive system was forcibly restarted — ovaries awakening, eggs releasing, her body suddenly fertile again for his sperm alone.

Aiden didn’t hold back.

He slammed her down one final time and came harder than ever before.

Thick, impossibly heavy ropes of cum erupted directly into her womb. There was so much that her already slightly swollen belly began to visibly bloat further, rounding out as he pumped load after load inside her. Cum gushed out around his cock in thick white streams, soaking his lap and the sheets, but he kept cumming, filling her far beyond what her body could contain.

Alethea’s reaction was instant and extreme.

Her back arched violently. Her eyes rolled back completely. A loud, broken, almost animalistic moan tore from her throat as another powerful orgasm crashed through her. Her massive breasts shook and bounced wildly. Her tongue lolled out. That same pathetic, idiotic smile from earlier returned to her face as her mind shattered under the overwhelming sensation of being bred and filled to the limit.

Her belly swelled noticeably, looking several months pregnant from the sheer volume of cum.

She was about to collapse backward when Aiden suddenly sat up, wrapped his strong arms around her waist, and pulled her tightly against his chest. He stayed buried deep inside her and continued thrusting upward — hard, short, brutal thrusts that kept stirring the massive load inside her womb.

Alethea clung to him desperately, arms wrapped around his neck, her massive naked breasts squished against his school uniform. Her body was twitching and convulsing with every thrust. Tears, drool, and sweat ran down her face.

"Too much—! Too full—! My womb—! It’s so full—!" she babbled brokenly against his ear, but her hips were still weakly trying to move, still trying to take more.

Aiden held her tightly against him, one hand gripping her red, handprint-covered ass while the other slid up to roughly squeeze one of her massive breasts. He kept fucking her in this new upright position — short, powerful thrusts that made her swollen belly jiggle and slosh with every movement.

"You feel that?" he growled into her ear, biting her neck again. "That’s my cum making you pregnant right now. Your royal womb is working again... just for me. You’re going to carry my child, Alethea."

The Queen moaned loudly, her voice hoarse and broken.

"Yes—! Yes—! I’m pregnant... I can feel it... Your baby... inside me—!"

Aiden kept thrusting, kept filling her, kept tormenting her with dark, filthy words while her body continued to spasm and cum around him. Her massive breasts were pressed tightly against his chest, her thick thighs straddling him, her marked and sweaty body completely surrendered.

He didn’t stop.

Not even when her moans turned into incoherent sobs of overwhelming pleasure.

Not even when her swollen belly pressed against his stomach with every thrust.

He kept fucking the Queen — the same woman who had summoned him like a servant earlier — while his newly created skill worked its magic deep inside her fertile womb.

And Alethea could only cling to him, tongue hanging out, eyes unfocused, broken smile on her face, whispering the same words over and over like a prayer:

"Knock me up... Knock me up... I’m yours... My womb is yours... Take Lira... Take everyone... Just don’t stop breeding me—!"

Aiden grinned against her neck and thrust even harder.

Aiden didn’t give Alethea any mercy.

Still buried deep inside her cum-swollen womb, he tightened his grip on her thick ass and started fucking her even harder in the upright position. His hips snapped upward with brutal force, each thrust punching his cock straight into the back of her womb and making the massive load of cum already inside her slosh and churn audibly.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

The wet, obscene sounds of his cock stirring the thick creampie inside her filled the royal chambers. Every time he slammed her down, more white cum gushed out around his shaft and ran down his balls in heavy streams.

Alethea was completely gone.

Her massive naked breasts were crushed against his chest, bouncing and jiggling wildly with every violent thrust. Her platinum-blonde hair stuck to her sweat-slicked face and shoulders. Bite marks and red handprints covered her pale skin. Her golden crown had fallen somewhere on the bed. Her belly was visibly swollen and round from the sheer amount of cum he had pumped into her earlier — it jiggled and sloshed with every thrust like she was already several months pregnant.

Aiden leaned in close, his lips right against her ear, and started growling filthy, degrading words while he fucked her without mercy.

"Listen to you," he snarled, biting her earlobe hard. "The Queen of this entire fucking kingdom... bouncing on my cock like a brainless whore. Look at your belly. Look how swollen it is. I’ve already pumped so much cum into you that you look pregnant, and you’re still begging for more."

Alethea’s voice was hoarse and broken, but she nodded desperately against his shoulder with every word he said.

"Y-Yes... I’m a whore..." she moaned, clinging to him. "I don’t deserve to rule... I’m pathetic... I’m just a pathetic royal slut who can’t stop cumming on your cock..."

Aiden’s thrusts got even rougher. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head back so he could look at her ruined face while he spoke.

"You’re supposed to be sitting on a throne giving orders," he growled, slamming up into her womb with every word. "Instead you’re here getting your royal cunt bred like livestock. Your people trust you to lead them... and you’re letting the man who fucked your own daughter knock you up and turn you into his personal cumdump."

Alethea nodded frantically, tears and drool running down her face. Her hips were still weakly trying to move, still trying to take him deeper even as her body trembled from overstimulation.

"I’m pathetic...!" she cried out. "I don’t deserve the crown... I don’t deserve to rule anything... I’m just your whore now... Your breeding bitch... Please... keep using me...!"

Aiden’s hand slid down to roughly squeeze one of her massive, bite-marked breasts. He pinched her nipple hard and twisted it while he kept pounding her.

"Say it again," he demanded. "Tell me you don’t deserve to be Queen."

"I don’t deserve it—!" Alethea sobbed, nodding wildly. "I’m too much of a whore... Too weak... Too pathetic... I should be on my knees serving you instead of sitting on a throne... Please... fill me again... Breed me more...!"

Aiden’s pace became savage. He was fucking her like he wanted to break her completely. Every thrust made her swollen belly press against his stomach. Cum kept pouring out of her stretched pussy in thick globs, soaking the sheets beneath them.

"You’re going to walk around the palace with my cum leaking down your thighs," he hissed into her ear. "With my bite marks on your tits and neck. And every time you sit on that throne, you’re going to remember how you smiled like an idiot while I choked you and bred you."

Alethea’s pussy clenched violently around him. She was cumming again — her body twitching and convulsing as another orgasm tore through her ruined mind.

"I will...!" she moaned shamelessly. "I’ll remember... I’ll feel it leaking out while I give orders... I’m so pathetic... I don’t deserve to lead anyone... I only deserve to be your cumrag...!"

Aiden felt his own orgasm building fast. He wrapped both arms tightly around her waist, holding her flush against him as he fucked her even harder — short, powerful, womb-pounding thrusts that made her swollen belly jiggle and slosh.

"Last chance to say no," he growled, voice rough. "I’m going to cum inside you again. I’m going to make sure this works. You’re going to get pregnant tonight."

Alethea’s arms tightened around his neck. She pressed her face into his shoulder and nodded desperately.

"Do it...!" she begged. "Cum inside me... Knock me up... I want it... I want your baby... Please—!"

Aiden slammed her down one last time and buried himself to the hilt.

He came harder than before.

Thick, heavy ropes of cum erupted directly into her already-overfilled womb. The sheer volume was obscene. Her belly swelled even further, rounding out noticeably as he pumped load after load inside her. Cum gushed out around his cock in thick white streams, soaking everything beneath them. Her body convulsed violently in his arms, another shattering orgasm ripping through her as she felt herself being bred again.

Alethea’s moans turned into broken, incoherent sobs of overwhelming pleasure. Her eyes rolled back. Her tongue hung out. That pathetic, blissful smile returned to her face as her mind completely shattered under the sensation.

Her body went completely limp in his arms.

She slumped heavily against his chest, twitching and trembling with the aftershocks. Her swollen belly pressed against him. Cum continued to leak out of her stretched pussy around his still-throbbing cock. Her arms slipped from around his neck, hanging loosely at her sides. Only the weak, rhythmic clenching of her pussy around him showed she was still conscious.

Aiden finally stopped thrusting.

He slowly leaned back until he was lying on the royal bed, pulling the limp, cum-filled Queen down with him. Alethea ended up sprawled on top of him, her massive naked breasts squished against his chest, her swollen belly resting on his stomach, her legs still straddling his hips. His cock remained buried deep inside her, plugging the massive load.

He wrapped one arm around her back and gently stroked her sweat-slicked platinum hair with the other, letting her rest against him while her body continued to twitch and leak cum.

Alethea’s breathing was ragged and shallow. Her face was pressed against his neck, her expression still dazed and broken. A small, exhausted smile lingered on her lips.

For a long moment, the only sounds in the room were their heavy breathing and the wet, obscene sound of cum slowly dripping out of her well-used pussy.

Aiden smirked up at the ceiling, one hand resting possessively on her red, handprint-covered ass.

The Queen of the realm was lying on top of him like a used toy — belly swollen with his cum, body covered in his marks, mind completely broken.

And she had just agreed to hand over her maids... including Lira... and begged him to breed her.

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END OF Chapter : 472 : RE-PRODUCE!

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