The twin yellow stars were high overhead, and the rhythmic rocking of the kaiju corpse really set the mood. Elorael's white smile seemed so sweet, even covered in blood. I gambled with her and won; if that didn't mean something, then nothing did. She laid back using the beast's tongue as a bed while she lifted her cheek and showed off her tight little black elven pussy.

Elorael smiled before lifting her oversized balls and plunging her dark fingers into herself. Then she leaned over her own oversized futa cock and licked the head, kissing it before letting her black lips spread over it.

"Darling, it isn't the same when I do it. Could you help me, and then I will teach you my breathing technique?" Elorael said.

"Really, that's all I have to do for you tribes secrets," I said.

"I won't be sweet much longer; there is nothing to eat but meat. Please, darling, help yourself while I'm sweet and only a little salty." Elorael said and slowly moved her fingers in and out of herself before rubbing her clit with her thumb.

I sat down and spread my legs, and pulled her closer to me until her balls touched. Her delicate hairless black sack pressed against mine, easily dwarfing mine. Her overly large black elf cock slowly dribbled a few drops of pre, and she humped forward.

I pulled her foreskin down with a gentle hand and kissed her head. She moaned, and I looked up to see her play with her rising dark nipples. The taste of her sweet cream came up a little at first with slight trickles of pre as I licked at her head and slowly went down. My tongue lathered her swollen urethra before brushing against her lower glands and her hips bucked. Finally, her hands stopped playing with her boobs and little elf pussy and pushed through my hair.

"Darling, that feels so good. I'm going to cream so much. Don't stop." Elorael said as I bobbed my head, slowly enjoying the sweet taste. There was something different about futas; her urethra could nearly fit my tongue, and licking it only made her hips rock. She pushed, and I let her futa cock slide back into my throat. I could hold my breath for a long time when I needed to.

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Her massive cock rubbed against my throat only once before she started spurting. She humped with all her might as I slowly pulled away. I reached down under her balls and pressed a finger into her pussy while she came. I wanted to feel her pussy clench and shake. When I pulled away, Elorael sucked in a breath and stuck her tongue out, letting her drool fall between her tits.

I stood up. "Darling!" Elorael said before I pressed my cock between her lips. She kissed my tip, licked my balls, and smacked her lips before opening her mouth wide.

I grabbed her long ebony ears and pressed my cock down her throat. She pushed her nose against my stomach and swallowed. Her rippling throat muscles felt like a vacuum hell-bent on sucking me dry. She bobbed her head hard like a woman on a mission. Finally, I came hard and pulled out of her throat with a pop. "This is going to be fun." She stretched and licked her lips. "Salty, my favorite."

"So, about the breathing technique," I said.

"Sea God's Breath after the titan you slew. It's hard to explain, so copy me, and I will adjust you as we go. Oh, and remember to picture an unstoppable behemoth with impenetrable armor that's very important. Normally we would have to make a potion from its dropping when they occasionally wash up onshore. But since we have all of its meat, I don't think a potion is necessary. Instead, we should eat as much of it as possible before it rots. That knife you used must be made of an excellent material to have pierced the sea god's inner flesh." Elorael said.

"Why is that?" I asked.

"Most knives would have snapped or chipped when it hit bone," Elorael said.

"I don't think it knew how to protect its insides," I said.

"Message, how did I kill it?" I asked.

"You have taken six pills, 2 each of different types. While your strength has increased by leaps and bounds, your physical body doesn't match the world powerlifting champion or the greatest Olympic runner. However, your potential qi has increased, and your actions have a greater impact. While the sea god was larger and more powerful than you, the concentration of your qi is higher. You did not want it to heal, and it didn't have the will to stop your own. Compound that with its elemental weakness to refined metals like steel, and your victory was assured." Message said.

"What happens if someone with more qi than me doesn't want me to heal?" I asked.

"Depending on the disparity of qi, it will be determined by will. Whoever has greater willpower will win." Message said.

"Wait, but if a breathing technique increases qi, then how did I have more qi?" I asked.

"You did not; the sea god did not have the sapience to wield will defensively. It would take many centuries for the adolescent beast to gain the sapience to wield its will." Message said.

"That one was an adolescent, then how big can they get?" I asked.

"They will grow until they die." Message said.

"Hey, you aren't paying attention start over," Elorael said.

I let go of my breath and tried again.