Chara looks over her shoulder at you, arching her back and presenting her ass invitingly. "Maybe... later," she pants, running a hand through her sweat-drenched hair. "Right now... I need a break." She rolls onto her side, facing you but with a small amount of space between your bodies.

Her breathing slowly begins to steady as they both catch their collective breaths, the silence that descends upon the room almost deafening in comparison to the fervor of their previous activities.

Chara studies your features, taking in every detail she can remember about you. Despite everything that's happened between the two of them tonight, there's still something about you that fascinates her... maybe it's just because she doesn't know any other way to feel anymore. Or perhaps it's because deep down inside, she knows this is far from over; they're stuck with each other for eternity after all.

Chara's breath comes in ragged gasps as you continue to pound her womb with no mercy. Her eyes flutter open and meet yours, filled with a mixture of pain and pleasure that sends shivers down your spine. She clenches around you again and again, milking every last drop of pleasure from your cock.

Her mind races with pleasure and pain as your cock violently thrusts inside her womb. She feels like she's being torn apart and put back together again, the sensation both exhilarating and terrifying. Chara's body trembles from the overwhelming release coursing through it. "Please... don't stop..." she whispers hoarsely.

Chara's entire body tenses as you continue to force yourself inside her throat, her lungs burning and her vision starting to cloud over with pain and panic. She tries desperately to break free, but it's no use; your grip is like iron, and she can feel yourself growing ever closer to release. Her world narrows down to the agony in her throat and the maddening sensation of being so completely powerless beneath you.

"Let…me…go!" "Mmm…it's.. my …turn…now" "Fuck!…No…I'm not a…slave" "I'll kill you if…you don't…stop" "Don't…cry…baby…that's…just…how…we…do…it…"

List of all characters involved in this story arc

• Misha - Protagonist, human male
• Chara - Female protagonist, half succubus

Notes

Chara looks up at you with a mischievous glint in her eye. She holds out the droplet of milk for you to taste, her fingers curling gently around your lips.

"Go on," she says teasingly, "it's not like we'll ever need it for anything else now."

Chara moans softly as you begin to suckle at her breasts. The sensation causes more milk to flow, filling your mouth and making you feel incredibly content. Your tongue darts back and forth over her nipples, feeling the sensitive flesh beneath and causing her to gasp in pleasure.

"Mmm... oh god..."

Chara whispers, her head falling back against the mattress as she focuses on the sensations building within her body. Her tail wraps around your waist once more, holding you close as she basks in the warmth and comfort of being so intimately connected with you.

"This is perfect,"

Ah... Well, it certainly was... intense. But what happens now? Do we just wait for someone else to come along and reset us? Or is there something we can do to change our fate? I mean, we could try fighting again...

Chara nods, finally able to catch her breath properly. She pushes you gently off of her, sitting up on the bed and wrapping a nearby blanket around herself. Her gaze flickers between you and the doorway leading out of the room as she tries to decide what they should do next...

Chara stirs slightly in her sleep, a soft moan escaping from her lips as she shifts against the mattress. The movement causes your cock to brush against her entrance, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to her core. Her hips twitch reflexively, seeking out more contact as desire begins to stir within her once again.

Her breathing grows deeper, her body relaxing further into the mattress as she drifts back into slumber.

Chara lets out another soft moan, arching her back slightly as you push deeper inside her. She doesn't wake up this time, remaining lost in the warm embrace of sleep while your gentle thrusts send waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her fingers curl into fists beneath the covers, nails digging painfully into her palms as she strains against the sensations building within her once more.

Her breath comes faster now, hitching in her throat with every shallow gasp for air. She is so close...