"No—" she whimpered. "I can’t—seven days—I’ll die—"
"You won’t die," he said. "Your cultivation will sustain you. In fact—"
He thrust particularly deep, making her cry out.
"—you’ll get stronger with each fuck. Each orgasm. Each time I fill you with my seed."
And it was true.
She could feel it already—spiritual energy flowing from him into her with each penetration, mixing with her own newly awakened Qi, circulating through meridians that had just been rebuilt.
Her body was absorbing his power. Growing stronger. Adapting.
But that didn’t make the immediate pain any less intense.
"Aahhh—!! Too deep—!! You’re—hnnngh—!! Hitting my—aahhh—!!"
"Your cervix," he finished for her. "I know. I’m trying to force through it. Open your womb like I did to your mother."
"No—!!" Panic flooded her voice. "Don’t—that will—!"
But his hands moved to her waist, gripping tightly, and he slammed forward with brutal force—
His cockhead punched through her cervix.
"GAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH—!!"
Her scream was raw, primal, as her womb was invaded for the first time, and Cang groaned with satisfaction at the impossibly tight heat surrounding his cockhead.
"There," he said. "Now I’m truly inside you. Claiming the space where my children will grow."
"Can’t—" Her voice was broken, barely coherent. "Can’t breathe—too full—"
But he just continued, fucking her with half his cock in her womb, the other half sawing through her pussy, and Zhang Yue’s mind began to fracture under the assault.
Time lost meaning.
Minutes? Hours? She couldn’t tell.
Just endless thrusting, endless pain-pleasure, endless fullness.
Until finally—
He came.
Buried deep in her womb, flooding it with hot seed, and she felt her lower belly swell slightly from the sheer volume.
"Haaahhh—" She gasped as he finally pulled out, collapsing forward onto the stone, cum leaking from her destroyed pussy.
"That’s one," Cang said simply.
And her heart sank as she realized what he meant.
That was just the first round.
Of seven days.
Day One - Breaking
He didn’t let her rest for more than a few minutes.
Just long enough for his cock to harden again—which didn’t take long—and then he was on her.
Different position this time. He flipped her onto her back, pulled her legs up over his shoulders, and entered her in a mating press that drove even deeper than before.
"Aahhh—!! Again—?! Already—?!"
"I told you," he said, beginning to thrust. "Seven days. Continuous. Your holes exist for my pleasure now."
And he fucked her.
Hours blurred together. The cave echoed with her cries, the wet slapping of flesh, his occasional grunts of satisfaction.
He took her in every position imaginable—
Missionary, with her legs wrapped around his waist, ankles locked behind his back as he drove into her.
Cowgirl, forcing her to ride him despite her exhausted legs, his hands on her small breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples until she cried.
Reverse cowgirl, making her bounce on his cock while he watched it disappear into her pussy from behind.
Standing, lifting her entire body, holding her suspended as he thrust up into her.
Against the cave wall, her back pressed against cold wet stone as he pounded into her.
On her side, one leg raised high, his cock entering her at an angle that made her scream.
And with each fuck, she felt it—
Spiritual energy flooding into her. Her cultivation slowly, steadily rising.
Her body becoming stronger. More durable. Healing faster.
But also—
More sensitive. Every nerve ending enhanced by cultivation, making each thrust feel more intense than the last.
"Please—" she sobbed as he fucked her for what must have been the tenth time. "I need to sleep—"
"You’ll sleep when I let you sleep," he said, and his hand moved between them, finding her clit and rubbing hard.
"Aahhh—!! No—!! I’m too sensitive—!!"
But he didn’t stop, and the combination of his cock pounding her pussy and his fingers on her clit pushed her over the edge—
"Cumming—!!" Her voice cracked. "I’m cumming again—!!"
Her pussy clenched around him, and he groaned, fucking her through the orgasm, prolonging it until she was screaming.
And when she finally came down, gasping and shaking—
He pulled out of her pussy.
And pressed his cock against her asshole.
"No—" Her eyes went wide with fresh panic. "Not there—you said—Mother took—"
"Your mother took hers to protect you," he agreed. "But now you’re mine. And I want this hole too."
"Please—I’ve never—it’ll tear—"
"It won’t," he said, and she felt spiritual energy concentrating at her ass. "I’m using Qi to prepare you. Relax."
But she couldn’t relax, body tensing as his cockhead pressed against her virgin asshole, and—
He pushed through.
"Aaaaahhhhh—!!"
Not as brutal as he’d been with her mother. The spiritual energy had lubricated and slightly numbed the area. But it still hurt—still felt like being split open as his massive girth forced her anal ring wide.
"Breathe," he commanded, continuing his slow but inexorable push. "Your body can take this now. Your cultivation makes you stronger."
And it was true. She could feel it—her body adapting faster than it should, tissue stretching without tearing, accommodating the intrusion through sheer enhanced durability.
But that didn’t make it feel any less overwhelming.
"So full—" she whimpered as he finally buried himself completely in her ass. "Can feel it—in my stomach—"
"Good," he said, and began to move.
Fucking her ass with the same brutal rhythm he’d used on her pussy, and Zhang Yue could only moan and cry and endure.
Hours passed. Maybe more.
He came in her ass. Pulled out. Immediately moved to her pussy again.
Fucked her pussy until he came. Pulled out. Shoved his cock in her mouth.
"Clean it," he commanded. "Taste your own ass and pussy on my cock."
She gagged, tried to protest, but he held her head firmly and fucked her throat until she learned to suppress her reflex.
And through it all, she felt her cultivation rising.
Qi Condensation second layer. Third layer. Fourth layer.
Her body glowing faintly with spiritual energy now, steam rising from her skin in the cool cave air.
Finally—finally—as the light filtering through the waterfall began to dim, suggesting night was falling—
He let her rest.
She collapsed onto the stone, every hole aching, body covered in sweat and cum and the mineral residue from the wet cave floor.
And sleep claimed her immediately.