Slade lifted Violet from her wrists and held her waist.

Her labia touched the head of his oversized penis, and squirmed to welcome more semen.

“It’s so high… I’m not used to you being so big!” She let out a nervous, excited laugh.

“That’s a good point. Your feet won’t reach the ground even if I shove my entire dick in you.” He slowly released his hand from her waist, letting her weight sink down on his penis.

“Ah! So hard…” Coated with semen, Violet’s pussy stretched and swallowed Slade’s dick without effort.

Slade let go of her waist and she fell down, slipping on his dick.

He plowed straight through her cervix and smashed against her womb, which was already messed up from incubating slime eggs.

“Uaaaah!” Her eyes rolled up as she moaned. Semen, golden liquid, and all sorts of fluids trickled on her shaking legs, unable to contain the pleasure of a single stroke.

Due to the unique properties of the slime, Violet kept experiencing orgasms without soreness, while Slade handled her like a light cocksleeve.

Slade fucked the living daylights out of Violet, filling the Dungeon with the screaming moans of the sovereign.

He only stopped after hours of loving care, when her limp neck couldn’t stop her head from wobbling all over the place with each stroke.

In a spooning position, Slade cuddled Violet from behind on a slime bed. He slowly wiped the semen and sweat that covered all her body.

“??? Haa? Ha…?” Her slack mouth let out incoherent sounds as if she didn’t know how to speak. She felt confused by the absence of dick in her gaping holes, as if she had forgotten that she wasn’t just a personal breeding cumdump. It was difficult for the mindbroken sex doll to remember that she was a human with motor functions other than shaking in orgasm.

“Violet? Are you okay?” Slade fondled her cheek, unable to understand her feelings.

“Uuuh…” She pouted, not wanting to return to her life as a normal human being.

After flinging her body like a dribbling cocksleeve and flooding her brain with unbearable pleasure for hours, how did he dare wake her back to reality?

She mustered the strength to reach his giant horse cock with her small hand, conveying her insatiable desire to be worn on his dick at all times.

“But Violet… You need to rest and rule the Dungeon tomorrow. You told me you wanted to keep a respectful image of a sovereign to our people. We can’t keep fucking like that. I’m not even sure if you can stand tomorrow,” Slade reminded.

“Hmm…” She averted her face, still pouting.

“To be honest, I want to do it too. I feel like my other slime cores are still eager for sex…” Slade stroked her butt, he couldn’t win.

He got up from the slime bed, and clapped his hands. “I have an idea!”

“Hm?” Violet, alone on the slime bed, propped herself up on her elbow in curiosity. But the thing of interest was the slime bed itself.

Countless small tentacles erected from the bed and swooped down on her. They wrapped around her wrists and feet, and entered her anus and womb. After every crease of her body was thoroughly violated, Violet stood on her feet despite her shaking thighs.

She wasn’t naked but wearing a thick layer of slime. She wasn’t standing up from her own strength, but because of Slade’s assistance.

“Honestly, I think you need to work on your shapeshifting a little bit!” Violet bursted out in laughter. Everything felt too ticklish.