The King Of All Pussy

With a mixture of surprise and hope, I cautiously approach the princess, whose body was once shattered and lifeless. However, to my surprise, I witness a miracle before my eyes. Her body begins to regenerate slowly, as a healing aura of energy surrounds her.

With a voice filled with anticipation and surprise, I whisper, "Are you alive?" My words echo through the cave, filled with a mix of relief.

[Mermaid Princess]

[Health points] =(0.632) / (10,699)

[Energy Points] = (0.332) / (31,699)

[Level] = (39)

Now that I can see the status of living beings, I realize that this woman is alive by a stroke of luck. I gaze at her reconstructed body, her beautiful pink breasts, her delicate belly, her lovely lips--this woman cannot die, she has to be mine.

With growing urgency, I quickly retrieve a small healing potion from my inventory. Its vibrant and sparkling colors capture the light penetrating the cave, revealing its magical and rejuvenating essence.

Carefully, I kneel beside the wounded mermaid, whose body lies on the ground. I observe her wounds and scratches, evidence of the terrible fall she endured. With gentleness, I cradle her delicate head in my hands, tilting it slightly back and opening her mouth.

With precise movements, I carefully pour the healing potion, feeling its cool and revitalizing texture slide between my fingers. The potion seems to have a life of its own, emitting a soft glow as it mixes with the mermaid's saliva. My trembling hands find her jaw, gently closing her mouth.

I wait in silence, my eyes fixed on the mermaid, as the potion's magic begins to take effect. The healing energy of the potion flows through her body, restoring her vitality and repairing the damage caused by the impact. I feel a comforting warmth radiate from her wounds as the healing unfolds.

Time seems to stretch as I anxiously await the effects of the potion. Gradually, the mermaid's wounds begin to close, the torn skin regenerates, and an aura of vitality returns to her features. A sigh of relief escapes my lips as I witness the healing power of the potion.

My fingers tremble slightly as I caress her now delicately reconstructed face. Her soft, warm white skin beneath my touch brings a sense of renewed life. My eyes fill with emotion as I watch the princess's features soften, her slightly parted lips showing signs of life that once seemed lost.

As I witness the mermaid awaken, I feel a mix of relief and apprehension. Her eyes meet mine, and in an instant, her face transforms into an expression of anger and distrust. Before I can react, her fist lunges towards me, aiming to strike.

However, the energy emanating from my gauntlet reacts instantaneously, forming an invisible barrier that keeps her immobilized on the ground. Her fist hovers inches from my face, powerless against the magical force that holds her. Her eyes, filled with wrath, examine her own hand, now restrained by the power I possess.

With a mix of confusion and disbelief, the mermaid gazes at the healing potion in my hand and quickly connects the dots. Her eyes meet mine again, demanding an explanation. Her feminine voice echoes through the environment as she questions why I saved her.

A peaceful smile forms on my lips, though aware of the delicacy of the situation. I respond with gentle sincerity, "A remarkable woman like you cannot be left to die. I witnessed your strength and courage, and decided you deserved a second chance. Will you be one of my wives?"

The mermaid, perplexed by my response, tries to process my words. Her anger is replaced by confusion and curiosity. However, when she hears my proposal of becoming one of my wives, her expression changes once again, this time to indignation.

She retorts defiantly, "What? You destroyed everything I loved, and now you have the audacity to invite me to be one of your wives? I swear I will kill you!" I rise from the ground, raising my clenched fist, levitating it with the power of the gauntlet.

Now delicate Malina is with her legs open, revealing all her femininity and fragility. Malina looks at the position I put her in and says, "What do you think you're doing?" I simply respond, "You have no choice, you will be mine here and now!"

Slowly, I undo the clasps and straps that hold my metal armor in place, revealing my toned and enhanced body. The reflections of light dance on my sweaty skin as the armor slides to the ground, revealing me completely.

I could have simply used the inventory, but I want this princess to have a different experience from my other women. I will fill this woman's womb with so much milk that it will be difficult to breathe after I finish.

She looks at my muscular body, similar to the GigaChad from my past life. I'm sure it's the first time she has encountered such a masculine man. "Wait... Please!" she pleads as she sees my immense hardened flesh sword ready to spill the blood of virgins.

I move my arm forward and grab one of her white and milky legs. With the other hand, I firmly hold the head of my powerfully thick sword and slowly begin to tease the tight and virgin entrance of Princess Malina's pussy.

"HU~~!" A sudden shiver runs through the mermaid's feminine body, eliciting a small moan from her delicate lips. She looks down, contemplating my member, and a thousand thoughts rush through her mind. After a few moments, she lifts her head, locks eyes with me, and says with a weakened voice, "Human, it's too big and thick, please don't do this!"

Another smile appears on my face, I will make this mermaid scream with pleasure.

Lifting both of my hands, I pinched the edge of her virgin pussy upwards with one hand while using the other to guide it gently downwards. Looking up, I found her contorted face, her scowl fueling a strange sense of satisfaction within me. With the tips of my fingers brushing against the lower end of the back of her tight pussy, seductively protruding from it, I couldn't deny the sensation that ran through my fingers.

Malina tried to utter a word, "No, pls...", but my hand accelerated quickly, eliciting a moan from her lips, "Ahh~~," as she gradually arched her back in a powerful shiver.

With her eyes no longer fixed on every move of mine, I leaned forward, bringing my head closer and provocatively kissing the soft tip of her flower with my lips.

Despite the temptation to use my newly developed tongue skills, I knew it would be in vain, as her sensitivity was only in the depths of her pussy. With that in mind, I gently held both sides of her vagina in the palms of my hands. Leaning in closer, I positioned my head over her flower, ensuring that my tongue could reach the sensitive rear before delving deeper into her lower end.

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