106 Flaxans[3]

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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[▪︎New Klaxia, Flaxan Dimension▪︎]

Her weird intermittent moans fill the room as my hips rock to and fro fastly—my dick sliding in and out of her slimy squishy insides that is sucking the life out of me like a pump.

On all fours, her green bubbly ass facing me, with her head arched backward—due to me pulling her soft braided tentacle hair with my left hand—I increase the strength of my thrusts.

With each thrust, my pleasure intensifies, her body quakes, her ass shakes, and her huge round breasts jiggle uncontrollably. Her dark eyes are foggy and her long tongue is out of her mouth.

Grunting from the increasing suction force, my fingers sink into the flesh of her waist—increasing my grip—and the speed of my hips increase, making slapping and obscene squelching sounds echo all over as balls repeatedly slam into her ass.

I moan—my breath husky—as I feel my balls crumple up, signaling my eminent release so I release my grip on her hair and force her head into the mattress while raising my body slightly to pound deeper into her pussy.

"Fuck~!"

I grunt from the intoxicating pleasure as my cock twitches uncontrollably and the next second, I splurge my thick cum into her folds.

I stop moving as my body quivers, savoring the addictive feeling of my orgasm while below me her pussy lips tremble.

As my dick slowly unsheathes from her cave, varts escape through the gaps and the moment it comes out, her body falls sideways on the bed with some streams of cum flowing out of her pussy.

My eyes dart around on the bed, examining the five naked and sleeping bodies of different females—all from different species—and stop on the brown furry female with a bushy tail right above her ass crack and her droopy upright ears on her head.

Her red swollen pussy tainted with cum clearly visible, she is a Wolf-kin.

...The furries back at home will be very proud.

I chuckle derisively at the thought and calmly leave the hovering blue circular King-sized bed.

I walk and stop in front of the glass wall at the corner of the room. The wall retracts like an elevator door and reveals the bright pink sky together with a magnificent view of the city.

The soft sweet morning wind washes all over my naked body as I take in the sights below.

Unique spiral towering skyscrapers, a mix of Flaxan and Xyrian modern architecture are dotting the expanse of the city and jutting into the clouds.

Down below flying vehicles of differing shapes and sizes weave around the sky along the lengths of the buildings and on the roads Flaxans, Fox-kin, patrolling Xyrians, and a whole lot of races frolick around with smiles.

Klaxia, the former ruined capital city is now a booming and bustling megalopolis of epic proportions now known as New Klaxia.

It's been two years since I came here. Back on Earth, it's only been three days.

During these two years, the Flaxan civilization has fully been rebuilt to heights that would've taken them a few more hundred years to reach and many things have changed in their society.

First of all, there are no more slaves. In every dimension the Flaxans have conquered, the take the inhabitants as slaves to use to increase their Imperial might but I've abolished it completely.

All the dimensions and its inhabitants are now part of the Prime Imperium and in my Empire, I have no use for slaves.

Seraph has also cracked their Dimensional technology and with it, I've set up gateways all across the different dimensions and the planets in my possession so there are now cultural bridges of sorts that link up my Imperium.

The feeling of having total dominion over countless dimensional spaces and planets is overwhelmingly addictive, to say the least.

...I can never get enough of it and I don't intend to stop now.

But...all of this pales in comparison to what happens today. My primary objective has finally been completed.

With a snap of my fingers, a portal forms right in front of me, and I walk through.

The moment my feet touch the smooth clean floor, a downpour of silver gas rains down on me and obstruct my vision due to the quantity.

Instantly, I feel all the sweat and unclean particles on my body seemingly evaporate.

A satisfying refreshing feeling washes over me and my body becomes spotlessly clean with an aromatic smell emanating from me.

I'm currently in a small square room painted with blue and gray colors with glassy walls, ceiling, and flooring.

There's nothing in the room apart from a fixed dentist-like chair and on the ceiling, there's a small white pillar extending a few feet away from the chair.

|The serum has been optimized. Lie on the bed and let's start the administration.|

Seraph instructs with a professional voice.

Nodding, I move to the chair and lie on it gently—relaxing my head and arms on the head and armrest.

"I'm ready."

I breathe and the end of the pillar morphs into metallic two metallic fingers.

One of them has a pointy end with a narrow hole and the other is an oversized futuristic syringe filled with a violet fluid.

The one with the hole extends and stops right above my forearm and activates with a hum. The next second, an extra thin blue laser beam of high intensity falls on my skin and starts penetrating.

Nothing happens but after ten minutes, I wince slightly from the pain as the beam manages to puncture an almost microscopic hole in my veins and ceases.

The other finger quickly extends and the needle of the syringe enters the hole and injects the fluid into my bloodstream.

This is Serum–I, the serum that gave Brit and Britney their Invulnerability and powers.

It is an improved version that will give me Brit's [Perfect Invulnerability] and Britney's [Super Strength], the latter being more like a boost.

After two years of continuous experiments, Seraph cracked it using Britney's genome and now I can finally rid myself of damage.

Finally, I can be like Superman—the ultimate tanker—and arrogantly shrug off whatever comes my way...even child support, hopefully.

Suddenly, intense pain assaults my body but I grit my teeth and try to ignore it. My muscles tense and shrink and deep down, I feel the very nature of my cells changing...morphing even to a complex form.

Sweat covers my trembling body as the pain increases to a level where it's taking everything I have not to scream—my eyes are bloodshot.

Thirty minutes later, the pain stops, and immediately, streams of energy flow through my veins to every part of my body.

Panting, I run my fingers through my long hair and sit up on the chair. My body feels different.

I touch use a finger to poke my flesh and it doesn't sink into the flesh, not even a little.

My fingers trace my muscles and they feel extremely robust and hard...almost as if they are made of nanofibers.

I move my arm to my mouth and bite down hard with my full strength but nothing happens, my teeth don't even crack or break.

Fascinating...

|Vitals clear and motor functions clear. It's a success. According to the scans, you're perfectly invulnerable now. Congratulations.|

Seraph announces briskly and I turn to look at the internal and external stats of my body on the screens.

Amazing, I can't even recognize my cells anymore. They look...weird, like oval green bricks.

"Let's start the tests now."

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