Fücking Püssy Everyday to in other to become a Püssy Emperor Chapter 5

Alex sat up.

No hesitation. No grinding pain shooting through his spine. No trembling arms that gave out after two seconds of effort.

Just... strength.

Raw, clean, liquid strength poured into every muscle like warm oil. His spine straightened without protest. His abdomen tightened, revealing faint outlines of muscle that had never existed in this body before. He flexed his thighs experimentally and felt the thick cords of muscle shift under the skin—powerful, responsive, alive.

He looked down.

Lila was still impaled on him.

His cock—thicker now, longer, veins more pronounced—remained buried to the hilt inside her. Thick white cum had leaked out around the base, coating his balls and dripping in slow, heavy strands onto the filthy straw mat. The sight was obscene. Her swollen, flushed pussy lips gripped him like they never wanted to let go, glistening with their combined fluids.

Lila’s breathing was ragged. Her full breasts rose and fell rapidly against his chest. Sweat and rain-damp hair clung to her flushed cheeks. Her eyes were glassy, pupils blown wide, lips parted in a dazed little ’o’.

A soft blue notification shimmered in the corner of his vision.

[Bond Strength increased: 12% → 18%]

Passive effect applied: Minor Sensitivity Increase

Bonded partner (Lila) now experiences 30% heightened pleasure from your touch / proximity

Pleasure Feedback Loop unlocked: Gain 5–15 Pure Yang Qi each time bonded partner reaches climax

Alex’s lips curled.

He rolled his hips once—slow, deliberate.

Lila whimpered instantly. Her inner walls fluttered around him like a startled heartbeat. Fresh slickness welled up and dripped down his shaft.

"I—" she tried to speak, voice cracking. "I can’t... it’s too much..."

"You can," he said. His voice sounded different now—deeper, rougher, carrying an edge of command that hadn’t been there an hour ago. "And you will."

He lifted her effortlessly.

Her weight was nothing. She gasped as he stood—fully, easily, legs steady beneath him for the first time in this life. Her thighs clamped around his waist instinctively, arms looping around his neck. His cock never left her body; every tiny shift dragged the swollen head along her sensitive front wall.

He carried her two steps to the only piece of furniture in the hut worth the name: a rickety wooden table barely wide enough for two bowls. He set her down on the edge, spreading her thighs wide with his hands. The position forced her back to arch, breasts thrusting upward, nipples dark and swollen from earlier abuse.

Lila’s hands scrabbled at the wood. "Wait—Alexei—"

"Alex," he corrected, voice low. "From now on, you call me Alex."

He pulled out slowly.

The wet, obscene sound of her pussy reluctantly releasing him filled the small space. A thick rope of cum stretched between his glistening cockhead and her gaping entrance before snapping. More white fluid bubbled out and slid down her ass crack to pool beneath her.

Lila stared at his erection with something between awe and terror.

It looked... bigger. Not dramatically so, but noticeably. The shaft was flushed dark, veins standing out, the head broad and shiny with their mixed arousal. It twitched eagerly, a bead of pre-cum welling at the slit.

"You’re... different," she whispered.

"Yeah," he said. "And you’re going to find out exactly how different."

He stepped between her thighs again. Instead of thrusting straight in, he rubbed the fat head up and down her slit—slow, teasing strokes that dragged across her swollen clit with every pass.

Lila’s hips jerked. A high, broken whine left her throat.

"Please..."

"Please what?" he asked, cruelly calm.

"Please... put it back in..."

"Beg properly."

Her face flamed. Shame and need warred in her eyes.

Then need won.

"Please, Alex... fuck me... fill me again... I need it... I need your cock..."

The words were barely out before he slammed forward.

One brutal, full-length thrust buried him to the root.

Lila screamed.

Her back bowed off the table. Nails raked down his shoulders. Her pussy clamped down so hard it almost hurt—almost.

He didn’t give her time to adjust.

He fucked her hard. Fast. Merciless.

The table creaked dangerously beneath them. Wet slapping sounds echoed off the mud walls. Her heavy breasts bounced wildly with every impact; he caught one in his palm and squeezed, thumb flicking the stiff nipple.

"Harder—" she gasped. "Harder—fuck—don’t stop—"

He obliged.

Each thrust punched the air from her lungs. The angle let him grind against her cervix on every deep stroke. Her legs wrapped around his waist, heels digging into his lower back, pulling him deeper.

She came first.

Violently.

Her whole body seized. Her mouth opened in a silent scream before sound tore out of her—raw, broken, desperate. Her cunt spasmed rhythmically around his cock, milking him, trying to drag him over the edge with her.

Hot slick gushed out around his shaft—another squirt, smaller than before but still soaking his groin and dripping onto the floorboards.

[+12 Pure Yang Qi gained]

The energy hit him like a shot of adrenaline. Warmth spread through his chest, down his arms, into his cock—making it throb harder inside her.

He didn’t stop.

He pulled out completely—slow, letting her feel every inch drag along her fluttering walls—then flipped her over.

Lila barely had time to gasp before he bent her over the table. Her breasts flattened against the rough wood. Her ass lifted high, cheeks spread naturally in this position, showing the pink, puffy entrance still leaking his cum.

He spanked her once—hard.

The crack echoed.

Lila yelped, then moaned.

Another spank. Another. Her ass quickly turned bright pink.

"You like that?" he growled.

"Yes—" she sobbed. "Yes—please—"

He lined himself up and thrust back in.

Doggy style let him go deeper.

He gripped her hips—hard enough to leave marks—and fucked her like he was trying to break the table.

Her moans turned into continuous, broken cries.

"Too deep—too deep—ahh—Master—!"

The word slipped out.

Master.

Something hot and possessive flared in his chest.

He leaned over her, chest pressed to her back, one hand sliding around to grip her throat—not choking, just holding. The other hand found her clit and rubbed tight, fast circles.

"Come again," he ordered against her ear. "Come on my cock like a good slut."

Lila shattered.

This orgasm was longer, more violent. Her whole body shook. Her pussy clamped down in rhythmic pulses. Another gush of slick coated his fingers and dripped down her thighs.

[+18 Pure Yang Qi gained]

Bond Strength: 18% → 28%

He felt the feedback loop now—every time she came, a small pulse of energy flowed back into him. It was addictive.

He straightened, grabbed a fistful of her red hair, and yanked her head back.

"Say it again."

"Master—" she gasped. "Master—please—cum inside me—fill me—breed me—"

The last word snapped something in him.

He slammed forward one final time—burying himself so deep his balls pressed flush against her clit—and came.

The release felt endless.

Thick, hot jets erupted inside her. Pulse after pulse. He could feel her womb fluttering, trying to drink every drop. Cum backed up quickly—too much volume for her body to contain. It leaked out around his shaft in creamy white rivulets, dripping down her thighs, pooling on the table beneath her.

Lila came again from the sensation alone—smaller, shuddering, whimpering his name over and over.

When he finally pulled out, a thick gush of cum followed—splattering onto the floor.

They stayed like that for long moments—panting, trembling.

Lila’s legs gave out. She slid down until her knees hit the floor, then slumped against his thigh, face pressed to his hip. Cum still leaked slowly from her swollen pussy.

Alex looked down at her.

Her hair was a tangled mess. Her cheeks were tear-streaked. Her lips were swollen from biting them. And yet she looked... peaceful. Worshipful.

She nuzzled against him like a kitten.

"I can’t leave you," she whispered. "Even if I wanted to... I can’t."

He stroked her hair once—almost gently.

"Good."

He felt the Qi circulating now—stronger, warmer. His body looked different too: shoulders broader, arms more defined, stomach flatter and harder. Even his cock—still half-hard—looked thicker, more imposing.

The system chimed softly.

[Current Status]

Realm: Mortal (Early Foundation Establishment – Forced)

Pure Yang Qi: 1,047 / 1,000

Overflow detected. Minor body refinement in progress.

Harem Size: 1

Bond Strength (Lila): 28%

He helped Lila to her feet. She clung to him, legs still shaky.

Outside, the rain had slowed to a drizzle.

Dawn was close.

Heavy boots squelched through mud.

A rough voice bellowed.

"Oi! Cripple! Time’s up! Get your useless ass out here or we’ll drag you!"

Three sets of footsteps—two smaller, one heavier.

The village bully. And friends.

Lila tensed against him. Fear flickered in her eyes.

Alex smiled.

It wasn’t a kind smile.

He stepped toward the door—still completely naked, cock glistening, body radiating heat and power.

"They came to collect a cripple," he said softly.

He cracked his knuckles.

"They’re going to meet something very different."