The wind blew against the mountain while gales of ice elementals raged within the formation, which was forced together so tightly that they screamed howls that spawned blizzards. Men in blue pelt robes raised their hands to the formations, bolstering them with more elementals pulled in by design. A woman with pale skin and purple hair gripped the volcano’s lip as the pull dragged the clothes off her. Snow girls were a rare sight in such a weak, hidden realm. Her body would feed the new monster. More of the ice demons appeared from the formation's pull and held on to the lip of the volcano while George walked over to a corner to get his stick.
After the Windigo incident, he kept a stick in case some of the ingredients for his art got a little clingy. He didn’t feel a thing when he bashed a young girl in the face and watched her fall, screaming into the center of the formation with the ice elementals. Her body reverted to an ice sculpture as she fought and killed the ice elementals.
He jabbed the others and watched them tear each other apart as the current of Chi picked up and pushed the remaining snow girl to the center of the platform.
George checked the time until he could get out and see Far Ling again. His smile turned into a glare when he thought of Far Bolin, the other severing expert on their little founding. The Frozen Wolves needed at least three severing experts to keep the territory.
“You shouldn’t make that face. I thought this was going well.” The snow girl watched George stand up and grab Jun Lee’s hair buns. The woman shrieked as George used a few wind fragments to open his robes and reveal the fruit of his thoughts on that sexy Far Ling. The dark-skinned woman stared with her usually smiling face. “Master, what,” he forced his dick in her mouth and sighed as she struggled and gagged.
It was so much better when Jun Lee pretended to struggle. She gagged and pulled away. “Oh, master, I’ve not learned anything about this art. Please, I’m not that kind of woman.” It was the dumb line he liked and didn’t know why.
The snow girl blushed blue as she watched Jun Lee suck his cock with her big sexy mouth and red-painted lips. Despite the cold, the woman pulled her blue robe away and cut through her wrappings to let her big chocolate breasts bounce free. They were soft as marshmallows and warm to the touch. He loved to sandwich his meat between them as Jun Lee worked his knob with her sexy big mouth.
He watched her lick at it dauntingly, then look at him with confused brown eyes. “What am I supposed to do with it?”
“Put it in your mouth, and let me fuck your throat.”
“Oh, master is impatient tonight.” She raised his dick and smacked her face with it, showing the contrast between his massive dick and her cute face.
Her oval face, mature look, and smile that spread so wide always got his motor running. She pressed her lips against his shaft before opening her mouth wider to take him fully in. He groaned as her hot tongue licked the underside of her cock and swirled around it before she took him deeper inch by edging inch at a slow pace. George shifted his foot and took a horse stance as she lined herself up and began the slow descent to his balls.
George groaned as the staff did their work, while the snow girl began to scream as the next stage of the formation took control. She slammed her fist against the formation, causing light flashes to explode along its edges. More ice elementals fell on her as the winds picked up, becoming deadly even to her.
Tears fell down the snowgirl’s cheeks, forming precious stones quickly absorbed below several filters before dripping a new substance onto the body below.
George roared as the snow girl died and came a massive load down Jun Lee’s throat. Her breasts squeezed around his cock. Big dark nipples pressed against each other, hardening with every stroke. They were more than large enough to touch Jun Lee’s nipples together after wrapping around him. He loved to watch Jun Lee’s large, pointy black nipples duel each other.
They pressed together, one pushing into the other, slippery from the lotion she covered them in every morning and night. Pre ran escaped her red lips and ran down his member covering her dark breasts in tiny white drops and she rubbed it in all the same like it was a natural treasure.
She gripped her bodacious breasts and pumped them up and down, sucking on his cock until he bottomed out in her throat. Her lips thinned as she sucked, stretching them before rolling her tongue over his head. He watched her tongue, followed his cock down, and burry between her juicy dark pillows.
Jun Lee squeezed her breasts, and he saw milk squirt from them and fall down her dark breasts in streams. It was too much to see her dark nipples squirt milk as she bent down and swallowed his cock once more. This time, she held his gaze after taking him deep in her hot, wet throat. It was too much.
“I’m cumming, Jun Lee.”
He grabbed her breasts and felt hot milk spill in his hands as she moaned while he came.
She pulled away and opened her mouth, revealing his cum before swallowing it down. He pressed his hands on her breasts and marveled at their softness.
“Are you using the cream I made for you?” George asked
He liked to know his girls were taken care of.
“They are softer than ever, thank you. My skin also feels tougher. You could sell it, and women worldwide would love softer skin tougher than steel.”
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“Do you think there is a market for it?”
George brought one of Jun Lee’s gorgeous engorged nipples to his mouth and sucked on it sensually, enjoying the feel of the nipple between his lips and the way it made Jun Lee moan. Her boobgasms were significant enough to make her squirt if he got her going. George stuffed two fingers between her sexy lips and then gently slid them across Jun Lee’s hairy slit. She would shave if he asked, but he was the kind of guy who liked his MILF pussy all natural. He pushed his fingers in and felt her wrinkles and tight ridges within. His knuckle stopped at her gripping quim unable to slip in deeper.
A cough made him see red until he turned to see Far Ling. “I hope I’m not interrupting anything. Status report, George Whiteman. How far along are you?”
Some of him didn’t want to pull away until Jun Lee decided for him. She looked at him apologetically before clothing herself and moving to another room.
“Better than expected, slower than I hoped. Do you have a sixth sense that tells you when I’m getting my rocks off?”
“Of course, it's called being a woman.”
“You know, Far Bolin. You could continue where Far Lee left off.” George said.
Far Ling’s nose twitched, and her teeth set in anger. “I will forget for your sake that you said that. Proposition me like a mere whore again, and I won’t be so forgiving.”
George rolled his eyes at her bluster. He remembered who dry-humped him at night under the twin moons.
“What do you want, Far Ling?” George asked.
“I will present myself to Elder Camio Yu as a potential concubine. Will you give me some of your legendary skin cream? I need to look my best if I am to impress him.” Far Ling said.
George looked unamused. “Don’t give me that. We never had a chance. That’s why I found Jun Lee for you. It was better for both of us for you to get your rocks off with a woman who knew what she was doing than to pine after what you could never have. My father is less than a century away from the immortal realm, and the closest realm to ours is hell,” Far Ling said.
“Is it that bad?” George asked.
“If we are to have a shot, I need to fuck Elder Yu so hard he joins our sect and forgets any loyalty he ever had to the Thunder Eagle Sect.” Far Ling said.
It was as he thought Far Bolin was here to make sure they didn’t fuck, and Far Ling kept her hymen intact. He hated politics.
“Is there no other way?”
“Unless you can make something capable of reaching the immortal realm and causing an upset, then no.” Far Ling said.
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The city was an evil that brought hungry ghosts to their knees. Sometimes, the screams raged so long that no one could breathe. In the city they could get anything they wanted or fulfill any need. It was the city where dreams were achieved.
Ancient statues made of petrified bones carved with the writing of old hungry ghosts plastered on them like graffiti lined the streets. She remembered them when they were young, powerful kings and queens hoping to leave the box and smash it, freeing them all. Lords milled about, staring at each other with barely restrained hunger. She could feel several stares on her backside that weren’t from horny onlookers. Li Mei walked upstairs of yellowed bone to a temple made of stretched flesh for a contract to bind herself.
The siren call of a seven-petal nascent soul came in the form of a torturous scream, like dangling the sweetest treat imaginable in front of her. One bite wouldn’t be enough; she would need more and more. Before she knew it, all her collected souls would merge with the nascent soul, and she would only be part of the cube.
It might play out the same if she tried eating Atom. That dick, she thought about how it slid down her throat, satisfying an itch she had for thousands of years. The feelings emerged after she devised the mad plan to become choosier with her prey. She was a shy shut-in who never thought about touching herself or forgetting being with someone. After becoming a hungry ghost for a few decades, she devised a plan to find souls like her and eat them.
She found common ground with them, and slowly, they merged with her soul. That came with many benefits and so many downsides. Her soul was a vast thing that was more like an entire sect hall of horny teenage girls that wanted to scratch an itch. Atom was fun, kind of a bad boy, and she could tell he was the horse to bet on if she wanted out.
The way he looked when she told him her desire was attractive. It was like he already had a target in mind. She liked a guy with flexible morals, or maybe it was someone he hated. She would eat their soul if they fit or kick them out if they didn’t. Taking over a body with her royal power was easy, even if they were in the same realm of power. So long as she didn’t drop two ranks on the exit and go mad, she would be fine. That’s why she was bothering with the familiar business.
It would keep her sane if she dropped 2 ranks, even with the cube destroyed. So she was using Atom for her gains, and she was woman enough to admit to herself that it was in her nature. Was she going to stab him in the back and look for a better deal when she got out? It was the first chance she got after the contract ran out. Five years should be enough to regain her royal status. Also, she might get a warm human body to jumpstart her sage art plans. Teaming up with Atom made all the sense in the world.
She stood before the king of contracts, a foxy soul with 9 fluffy tails and a yellow fur coat.
“I want a contract binding myself as a familiar to another soul for five years. The only stipulation is that we treat each other as friends and can’t betray each other.”
“What will you give me?”
She spat out a multicolored mass of souls; they all didn’t merge well with her collective. Even after losing them, she felt much more potent than before. It was a long process of exchanging souls until her royal collective was an entire of souls that meshed well with hers.
“Very well, that is more than enough for payment.” A hungry ghost with a turtle shell rose from the mass only for a hand to pull it back in. The fox grinned at the sight. “Like crabs in a bucket, we can’t help but pull each other down.”
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I scanned over the contract multiple times and even searched the back and margins for any invisible ink or indentions. When I was finally satisfied, I wrote my name down slowly. The paper was skin mixed with brain and piss to preserve it. When the ink settled in, I felt a link form between my soul and the contract.
Li Mei also signed, and the contract was twisted into threads before being stuck with us.
“We are linked. That means I can’t betray you, and you can’t betray me. So first order of business, I’m going to suck your dick like you bet me I couldn’t. After I drink like a gallon of jizz we’ll talk about your lack of fragment usage in your attacks and defense.”
“What are you talking about?” I asked.
“My mouth around your duck, suction, my lips to that stretchy thing they do, and your balls unleash all the salty cum I can drink. Don’t worry. I don’t think any souls are within it so I won’t get fat.” Li Mei smiled at me. “I’m kidding… Mostly Atom, how can you expect me not to suck your dick all the time when you’re not wearing clothes.”
I raised my fist and punched it with pressure, but it was just my fist flying forward. “You could say I’m always using my fragment.”
“When my lips were wrapped around your dick, and my tongue was rubbing your balls, I sensed out your body. I know you’re just a tiny soul with tons of pressure. Why aren’t you manipulating your fists when you go offensive? One of your fragments is pressure, which your body is mostly made of. So this human shape, no matter how detailed, can’t be the final form, or have you maxed out your fragment already.” I shook my head. “So that means you have room to grow. What rank is your pressure fragment?”
I held up five fingers. “What does use it to fight mean?”
“You have four ranks to go, and they are the big ones. Ok, I’m not going to ask you to grow a second dick. Instead, why don’t you try something simple, like stretching your arms when you punch? Bones aren’t something you have. It's just moldable pressure.
When I punched toward one of the trees, my fist flew further than the length of my arms. My bones also extended like I was on a computer, warping the size of a picture. When my fist impacted the tree, the souls screamed in torment before exploding into particles of spirit energy.
Li Mei sucked them all up before spitting out a lump of something. “Only one that, oh roc, that sucks.” She grinned and stared at me with slit cat eyes. Then she shook her boobs at me, quickly pulling them out of her bra. “Don’t look at my eyes. Take a gander at these. My boobs are telling you that extending and retracting your arms are only the tip of the flesh pile. There are many bodies beneath the crunchy first few. Practice and do sexy things to me until you get another rank. You need to be as prepared as possible before we leave.”
I stared at the crazy girl I attached my fate with and shrugged. “A nascent soul realm expert wants me dead, and I plan to follow him to get a scroll called the War Devil Sutra. There are two other scrolls, and one is about draining life.” I said.
She asked for more information, and I went into detail.
Her eyes glazed over, and I took a step back from her in worry. “Atom, we have to get those scrolls and kill the fucker that wants you dead. Never leave an enemy alive; they always spread like plagues.” Li Mei said.