Fantastic Beasts of Records: Lecherous Prince Of The Sea

With a "Pah" Nina fell from heaven and found herself laying on the bed covered in their bodily fluids.

"I am not yet done" Prince Wyatt said, loud enough for it to penetrate her ears. He sealed the gates to the heavens which Nina had just walked through, chained her wings and pounded her sloppy vagina like an angel that had fallen from grace.

"Pah~" "Pah~" "Pah~"

"Pah~~" "Pah~~" "Pah~~" His crotch repeatedly crashed into her curvy buttocks generating a clapping sound.

He rammed his waist harder into Nina's pussy, causing her to bounce and repeatedly swallow up his manhood to the hilt. Nina regained her memories of being fucked by Prince Wyatt.

"~~Uhh~~Ah~~" Colour returned to Nina's face as she moaned out loudly. Uncaring about anything any longer, Nina screamed and moaned louder than she had previously.

After visiting the city above the clouds, she desperately wanted to return. Her body and mind thirsted for retrieval.

"Pah~~" Another dose of pleasure hit her. "~~Ah~~" She moaned, but it wasn't enough to send her unconsciously.

"Pah~~ Pah~~" Bodily fluids and cums scattered everywhere as Prince Wyatt and Nina each pushed their private parts against each other with a rhythmic flow.

"I'm cumming" Prince Wyatt moaned out loud. His semen filled up Nina's fleshy walls at an incredible speed.

Nina screamed in response. Her back curved the moment she felt the fluid semen filling up her pussy to the brim. Her leg locked tightly on his shoulders, with her body shuddering in pleasure while her hardened nipples and sloppy vagina leaked of their depravity, and her rapid breathing continued until it died down, and signified the end of the semen spewing into her stomach and her ascent into heaven once again.

"Pah~~" "Pahh~~" "Pahhh~~"

However, Prince Wyatt was resilient. He dragged her once more from heaven and gave her a new life.

In this new life, Nina repeatedly cummed until she passed out from the heightened sensitivity of her cunt.

"Pah~~" "Pahh~" In the next, she died, both physically and metaphorically and was only able to regain life when Prince Wyatt plummeted his penis inside her vagina once more.

On the other, Nina found herself riding his throbbing cock and soon found out that her vagina had fully taken the shape of his protruding veiny spear.

She couldn't tell how much they had been at it, but one thing was sure to her..... she still haven't had enough.

…...

Her body quivered and shuddered at the screams that penetrated through the door.

"Prostitute" She bit her lips. He called her a 'prostitute'. If it were any other person that had degraded her to such a name, she would have dealt with them brutally.

But to him…. to him, she couldn't do a thing. He was her one-way ticket out of this wretched ice hole. The only ladder that she could currently cling to after her fall from royalty to a common brothel owner.

'Damn it!!" Inwardly, she cursed.

No, it wasn't directed at Pirate, but at herself!

Even after being called a harlot, she still chooses to stay here, listening to their screams and moans of pleasure and degrading herself further.

She moaned. Her hands soon shifted her skirt and lingerie, and soon she found fingers dancing around within her pussy.

"Scandalous" She cursed, again. Her life here has shown him the type of woman she was.

A very sexually active vixen!

Luckily for her, the rest of the VIP rooms were either empty due to no one having enough money to afford them, or locked because their owners were deviants who rather not be disturbed because they fully wanted to immerse themselves in their depraved activity.

Her cheeks burned. Hesitation overtook her body at the reminder that she was currently masturbating in front of the man who had degraded her both physically and verbally --

"Ah…. " A scream pierced through the door.

Those moans!

They reminded her of herself when her ass rippled under the impact of the impaling force of his hot scalding cock!... Of course, she remembered. How could she not?

Her memories still burned heavily with their debauched activities and the scent of it.

Unknowingly, her fingers had plunged deeply into her pussy and gyrated her inner succulent walls.

"Ohhhh~~" She cummed. Her cum stained her skirt and her juicy thighs before they slide down to the ground.

"Point those hands somewhere else and not at my woman" His words stung her ears again.

"My woman" Her body shuddered at the meaning of the sentence. All she had to was offer herself and her existence to him and she would reap the benefits of untold fortunes.

Of course, she possessed numerous reservations about this because her goal was to leave this land and start a new one somewhere else. However, everything seems to have crumbled to pieces when that new woman arrived.

She wanted to barge in there, but she couldn't. "Hahh!!" A small chuckle escaped her lips. In all her years, she had never thought that her fate would be decided by whether she jumped on a man's dick or not.

It was humiliating!

It was an irony! From royalty to a brothel proprietor, and now to this.

She stood up, arranged herself and walked down the passage hall. At least, before she decides, a few hours in her dungeon with the female brothel workers will be enough to clear her mind.

"AHHHH~~" Another scream lanced through the hall and travelled with her as she made her way down the stairs.

A slight twitch appeared at the edge of her lips. She could almost see him licking his lips as he groped her large breast with impish glee.

Feeling her vagina spraying and dripping with cum She growled in frustration and hastened her steps. Even though she was sure that she would live till the next day without bouncing on his dick, she was also sure of one more thing, that sex was something she could now only enjoy with him.

Even releasing her sexual frustration on the female workers now felt like a chore.

Claire groaned.

She only had two options to fix her problems now. One, bounce on his dick or surrender yourself to him or two, do nothing and watch as your only hope and opportunity slip by and disappear.

A sigh escaped her lips.

Even her mind and thoughts were biased.

…....

Within the Temporary Storage Space.

Amidst the ever-expansive world that expanded with each new magical beast Prince Wyatt contracted, laid a dormant rodent hidden within the shaking tall grass, blown by the winds' capricious whims.

He was a rodent, an insignificant rat, struggling to survive on the scant scraps left behind by those like him who had already scavenged the bottom of the barrel.

Even with the minuscule amount of magical energy that he had obtained from feeding on the remains of other magical beasts, he was never considered one of them. Instead, he was nothing more than a nuisance, and, like many others of his kind, he was destined to come and go, unremarked and ignored.

But, he was fortunate enough to break free from his predetermined fate.

"...What happened?" He spoke, his voice halting and uncertain.

He observed his surroundings, taking in the familiar environment. His head swivelled back and forth as his tail curled and twisted with his movements. These actions were instinctual, innate to his being.

"What... happened to me?" He asked, his voice filled with confusion. He was capable of human speech, thanks to the time spent with his master, -Master Prince Wyatt. But speaking, using his mouth instead of just thinking, felt different, strange.

He rubbed his icy claws under his whiskers, feeling their sharpness. His claws were sharper than before, yet they only 'clanked' against his skin.

His body was cold, yet it did not affect him. He felt stronger than ever before, yet he had returned to his normal size, that of an insignificant, tiny rodent

As he felt and saw the changes within and outside of his body, he realized that everything about his former self had changed. He felt...different

Suddenly, His nostrils flared...

..... Something is coming --

Something is coming --

Something is coming --

The alarm rang incessantly in his simple mind, and then...

Suddenly, lines and lines of what appeared to be a shattered reality materialized out of nowhere. He recoiled in fear as the trepidation in his heart grew.

"Bang!" The air splintered like broken glass.

The scene transformed, and he found himself no longer in a field of grass that caressed his body, but rather in front of a frozen wasteland. Snow and ice were the only things in sight. He realized that he was no longer in the Temporary Storage Space.

"Where am ...I?" He wondered, his thoughts racing.

How did he get here?

Where was here?

"Even now, I find it hard to comprehend" A voice echoed in his ears.

He recoiled and scanned his surroundings with a wary gaze.