Bab 148: Mutated Giant Marsh Frog

 Looking at the panting red faced woman underneath him, Alros could not help but stroke her pitiful wanting face.

 Previously, she was the most defiant out of the newly captured women, but now she was violated by him, she looked like a docile kitten.

 Looking at the others, they all suffer the same fate, red faced with bodily fluid, his and theirs staining their bodies.

 Aside from the one he is currently ravaging, the others have lost their consciousness, though some manage to hold on to their, but barely, their eyelids half-closed as they recover from the exertion of the rough session.

 "Master," the woman underneath panted, "please, this slut want more," she pleaded, her arms trying to wrap around his bigger frame but her tired limbs could barely hold on before it failed her, falling to her sides.