The Vixen

It has been three decades since I entered this world, courtesy of that cursed truck driver who apparently thinks driving at 125 mph in a residential area is a great idea.

I died at the age of 40, but thankfully, I'm still breathing! Truth be told, life wasn't any better before my untimely demise. In fact, I'm grateful to that truck because it gave me a new lease on life.

Back in the day, my business went bankrupt, and those pesky loans kept piling up. To add insult to injury, I had to deal with occasional seizures that cost me a fortune.

I even considered selling my organs to make ends meet, but fate had other plans. Enter the white truck.

Thanks to my twin brother Nuu, I've got a solid starting point - a robust physique, no major health issues, and a dependable ally. With Nuu by my side, we can create a powerful clan and amass resources.

I refuse to be a slave to those Academies where some spoiled brat tells me I'm "courting death." Those nine generations can take a hike, and I dare any moron to challenge us.

I've read too many stories of protagonists abandoning their loved ones in their quest for power. That's not my style. We rise and fall together.

Unlike Earth, this world follows the motto "Might Makes Right," which suits me just fine. If I have to eat dirt to survive, so be it.

Nobody will stop us from achieving eternal life. Plus, I'm in no hurry. With my bloodline being 70 percent giant, I can live longer than the average human's 150-year lifespan.

What's more, each race has a lifespan limit. Nephilim, for instance, can live up to 300 years if they adhere to the River of Time.

The old geezer sometimes educates us about this world, but Nuu is too playful to pay attention. As for me, those lessons are more valuable than Ducats.

I refuse to die a peaceful death. Not only do I plan to defy death, but I'll also bend it over the table! It's just a shame we aren't Pureblood like the old geezer.

I mean, who wants to be 3 to 5 meters tall? It's a pain in the neck, quite literally. Though there may be one advantage, few species can handle such a package, hehe.

My jaw dropped when I learned that Pops had been alive for over four millennia. The poor guy died because he stopped meditating and spiraled into depression.

But what really blew my mind was how a human could possibly give birth to a giant's child. I mean, sure, my mom was a towering 213 cm, but that's still rare for a human.

And yet, somehow, she managed to birth a robust man like Pops. The mechanics of childbirth were the same as on Earth, with just a few minor differences depending on the species involved.

If a giant impregnated a human, the infant would emerge like any regular human baby. But here's the kicker: by age 5, the child would start showing signs of rapid development, and by age 10, they could be as tall as 180 cm! That's some growth spurt.

But my head was spinning with more than just the shock of Pops' age and giant-sized offspring. Suddenly, a notification popped up on my screen, informing me that I had won the lucky draw.

Three random items, living or non-living, would be granted to me, and it was up to my imagination to do with them as I pleased. Holy hotness! This was my chance to strike gold!

My excitement was almost too much to contain, but I couldn't let my brother, Nuu, know what was happening.

I mean, I'd been in this world for 30 years, and I didn't want to seem like a crazed lunatic. Plus, Nuu definitely couldn't see the hologram that had just appeared in front of me. That would've been a dead giveaway.

But Nuu was preoccupied, and I had a chance to select my rewards. There was just one problem: the timer. It was ticking down from 30 minutes, but I didn't have that kind of time.

I couldn't risk waiting too long and getting stuck with some lame item at the last second. So, I came up with a plan. "Nuu, I need to take a leak," I announced.

Nuu barely glanced my way, assuming I was just being a regular human with a full bladder. Little did he know, I was about to go nuts with excitement. As soon as I was out of sight, I made my selections.

But just as I was finishing up, a sultry voice called out to me. It was Lady Nylah, and she needed my help. Well, not just my help, but my...ahem...personal assistance.

Nuu, on the other hand, was tasked with handling some troublemakers at the winery in the southern district.

Lady Nylah gave him a list of things to bring back, including a bottle of Chateau de mol and some cheese. Poor Nuu. He's always the one getting stuck with the less fun jobs.

But I was more than happy to assist Lady Nylah in her time of need. And boy, was she in a compromising position. Her hands were tied to the bedpost, and her voluptuous bubble butt was facing the doorway. Even stoic old me couldn't resist taking a peek.

As I surveyed the scene, picking up pillows and various items scattered about, Lady Nylah offered me a bite. And not of the cheese, if you know what I mean. She tilted her head and gazed back at me, and before I knew it, my hands were firmly grasping her soft bottom. A low moan escaped her lips, and I knew I was in for a wild ride.

"You need punishment! A woman of such sensitive status behaves like this. *Sigh!* You dare to sleep with a lad 20 years younger than yourself, Where's your shame? Did you forget whose bastard he belongs to? Aaah, you have truly fallen, Nylah. To make matters complicated.

Your son's trusted friend took his mother from behind." Oga's palm pressed into Nylah's spine causing an arch, as he reprimanded the wench.

"I didn't force him, he liked what he saw, and paid the appropriate price. Aren't you doing the same?" Nylah couldn't help but rebuttal with a cute pout. She continues to shake her butt without reservation.

"Unrepenting wench spread your legs, and stick out your tongue, further cleansing is required!" Oga's commanding presence stood behind; his fingers dipping into her moist cave.

*Squelch*

"Ooh, Yes! Just a little deeper! I pray thee not to stop" like a jolt passing through with each skillful thrust.

"Silence, eyes forward! Keep your butt raised, unless I say otherwise! That old fool Maverik has failed his duties as a man. I shall correct his mistake! A woman like you requires constant guidance! Worry not Milady, I shall take upon this great burden from the twat." A fiendish grin could be seen on Oga's face.

*PA*

A tight slap followed, not enough to bruise but just right, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Nylah's entire body felt as though a shockwave had just passed, those D cups were not spare moving back and forth like a pendulum.

The ripple on her butt became seismic; her tongue lolled outward, and saliva dripped onto the glossy granite floor.

Oga's fingers continue to drill away into Nylah's cunt, not forgetting to follow up with the occasional tight slap, the wetter she got. The wider his grin got.

The sound of palm meeting flesh was the only thing that echoed throughout the room, Truly a woman that likes it rough.

Her body couldn't take this level of abuse from someone his size. '

'Further training needed to be done.' Oga began to frown; After all, Nylah's not a Knight. If he continues this method her bones will break.

"I beg thee to take me now." it's all she could muster. She has lost control of her body.

' I only have 20 minutes left to draw, and the Old pervert will arrive soon. Aah, a dilemma. I can only have her top me off.

She needs to be scheduled at a later hour,' Oga's hands came down a few more, before walking in front of Nylah, those dark green eyes look up expectantly.

" Although, I Would love to ravish you. You reeked of Baron William's bastard, and Maverik will arrive soon. I can't have you limping on his arrival, you get the next best thing." Not even giving her the chance to speak.

Oga sat at the edge of her bed. "On your knees!" Nylah hurriedly crawled over to untie the rope on his linen pants.

"Oh sweet, Lady Agapi! Such a monster, how are you able to move freely!" Nylah, mouth became agape, drooling at such prime meat. The length of 10 inches, and the width of a forearm. The perfect package.

Oga, "make haste and get to work!"

"Yes, Master!" as she rolled her eyes.

On all fours, she crawled forward, while maintaining eye contact. Both hands stretch outward as though holding a precious jewel.

'Hmm, not bad! A whore no doubt, the way her finger glides on my balls, mmhm. This woman is an expert cocksucker…'

Nylah's hands continue to caress Oga's balls as saliva coats away.

4 minutes later the sound of a hardworking lady.

*gwOck*

'Aaah' Oga felt joy like never before.

The feeling of sticking it to your superior, couldn't be explained. This woman was truly devoted to pleasing others, she had already swallowed 7 inches of that bumpy cock, as it continued to hit the back of her throat.

*gwOck*

The tears of happiness couldn't be masked. She was in bliss.

*gwOck*

'Need to come, time is running out, only 15 minutes left,' Oga was truly enjoying the service, but the hologram countdown didn't stop. Only he could see it. His deduction wasn't far off, above Nylah's bobbing head the platform rested.

Oga lifted Nylah's chin to see his masterpiece; snot and saliva coat the wench.

"Open" a little precum was on her tongue as she teasingly stuck out her tongue, his rod began to spasm even more at such seductive action. '

"It's time," said Oga

He's not the only person excited, "pour it all on me, don't hold back."

*Glug*

The sound of drinking water, but this substance was thicker and her mouth quickly filled up, as she kept swallowing, even then some still trickled down her bosom.

The copious amount of semen kept coming. As Oga stroked away the impish glee couldn't be hidden.

To his surprise the vixen insisted on giving a helping hand, she took hold of his balls and began to fondle them, drawing out more of his heavenly nectar, but she wasn't satisfied.

"I need more, Oga!"

When would she ever get the chance to toy with a Nephilim's cock, for a mortal woman like herself she knew the best she could ever achieve in this life; marrying a wealthy Merchant or becoming a Consort to a nobleman.

Right here and now, she's satisfying one of her most depraved desires. It has been 14½ years since this thought gave birth. To be pressed to the ground by Oga, as his cock violated her, not behind closed doors, but in a large gathering for all to bear witness.

'I want all to know that Nylah the slut belongs to Oga the Nephilim.'

This fantasy did not bloom out of anywhere, but a deep desire that she hated about herself. After giving birth to Maverik's bastard, the old thing didn't satisfy her like before. Whenever she's with Maverik, she constantly thinks about Oga.

Whether it is love or depravity only time will tell.

At least the dream seems to be going in the right direction. 'More' Nylah secretly cried.

Oga, hazel eyes almost bulged out. Nylah swallowed everything, not a drop remained, as she licked her lips.

Her hands snake around his shaft, keeping the half-flaccid member at attention. Her mouth greedily gurgles down his balls. The obsession could be seen. Those pretty eyes became a crescent moon.

The gurgling intensified, and the half-flaccid cock became lively once more; veins threatening to explode one after the next, forming ridges.

Oga gave up after the first 2 minutes, she wasn't stopping and the timer only had 11 minutes left. 'Why 'golden finger' had to appear now of all time' Oga truly felt wronged.

He ball up her hair, as he lifted Nylah's face.

When they made eye contact, the wench was still smiling.

Her mouth was moist from the constant gurgling.

Oga didn't mind the least, 'Maverik, you're truly pathetic of a man, don't worry. I'll take good care of Nylah.' He shot his load all over the city-level beauty.

'The women I have slept with, from past life to present, none of them come close to this vixen.' Oga praised Nylah without reservation, he truly meant it.

What made Nylah stand out as a woman is that thicc bubble butt and D cup. Her body proportion was just right, not too short for him. But those aren't the reasons Oga is happy.

He's not blind to all the signals Nylah left throughout the years. If he just gave the word, she would do anything to please him.

Nylah's body trembled with pleasure as she licked her lips, savoring the taste of him on her tongue. She couldn't believe how good it felt - she hadn't experienced this kind of ecstasy in years. Her mind raced with questions: what had gotten into him? Had Oga finally accepted her offer?

She quickly cleaned off his shaft, not leaving a single drop behind. Not even the floor was spared from her meticulous attention to detail.

With a satisfied grin, she scampered off to the side of the room and slipped into her walk-in closet, disappearing into a secret compartment that led to a hidden bathing area.

As she relaxed in the warm water, she couldn't help but think about the events that had just transpired. She licks her lips, with renewed zeal.

Meanwhile, Oga mind drifted to the present moment as a notification appeared before his eyes.

*Ding*

[ Host Soul is permanently bonded to Lucky Draw; 3 random items are now yours. The host can only choose one item on this list to make a perfect copy. Choose carefully, items appearing now, will never show up again.

Flesh Pouch: a 200 cubic Squarespace, that can store non-living items, attach to any surface area of the skin, and requires monthly feeding to maintain internal space.

Strength Enhancement (5 capsule bottle): Each pill increases one's physique +3

Blood Spawn: By ingesting this seed, the host gains an innate passive ability to forcefully take over an entity of similar origin.

An imprint will form with each new life, those carrying the host bloodline will become a dormant vessels. Be warned, if the target Soul exceeds the host's willpower, there's a chance of losing everything.

Also, a newly acquired body can not be discarded. With each spawn, a new sequence must be created.

Countdown Timer: 10 years until next Draw]

The holographic screen lingered before disappearing, leaving Oga alone with the items on the bed. He couldn't believe his luck - he had hit the jackpot. But which one should he choose?

As Oga pondered his options, a mischievous grin spread across his face. Who knew what kind of trouble he could get into with these newfound powers? One thing was for sure - things were about to get a whole lot more interesting.

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