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Chapter 3 by Stitch_the_snitch Stitch_the_snitch

What is the next anomaly I encounter?

A certain punk, as well as a time-stopping device

After turning around the corner, I notice two things taped to the wall.

The first is a small metal object, about the same size as one of those old recorders that use tape. Its surface is entirely continuous though, no crevices, markings, or even any visible screws. Only exception is a single button on its side, made of plastic.

The second is a piece of paper taped right above the device saying, in very poor handwriting, “Press 4 time sto, press again 2 go back”.

Crumpling the paper into a ball and tossing it up, I confirm it is indeed a time stop device. I can move during stopped time, as well as move things, but everything else remains still. I also confirm that I can accumulate momentum on frozen things, apparently being able to control whether they move immediately or only after time resumes.

Deciding to test if I can bring this to the next loop, I am right about to leave when I hear a shout coming from behind me.

“Where do you think you’re going, pipsqueak?!”

It’s the hyena punk from earlier! I have passed by her a few times while testing the rules earlier, but never before did any of the people acknowledge my existence, let alone directly talk to me. Just this would be wobbly ground to classify her as an anomaly, but the fact she’s coming out of a floating door that leads to nowhere does the trick.

I already start getting hard. She’s dressed very scantily, wearing a thorn top leaving plenty of upper and under-boob, and thorn jeans smaller than sport shorts. She’s clearly very proud of her body, and rightfully so. Not a limb is devoid of muscle. Her biceps are huge, her thighs thick, and her abs straight up chiselled. It all fits rather nicely with her wide breasts and ample behind.

“What are you staring at!?” She screams, even more pissed off now that I have been ogling her for about a minute “You’re gonna regret this” she adds, opening the strangely-shaped guitar case on her back and pulling out the contents in one single motion.

To no one’s surprise, the object inside is a weapon. What I didn’t expect was for it to be an enormous medieval battle hammer! She quickly raises it up above her head in preparation for a swing aimed straight at my head. Lucky, I have the device in hand, and press the button before the weapon can begin its downward descent.

I can’t be sure if this is just how she is, if this place is messing with her, or what. But honestly, I don’t care. The opportunity to overpower an over seven foot tall beast of a woman is too good to pass up, especially since she can apparently react and respond to me as I **** her to orgasm again and again~

But I have plenty of time, no need to rush things. So in this first moment, I don’t **** her all the way. Rather I train my fellatio skills on her sweet, musky, hairy pussy. I lick, pinch, suck, prod, all the good stuff. Unfortunately I can’t feel her cumming, nor drink her girlcum, but I have a feeling depriving myself of those small pleasures will be worth it soon.

After what must have been over twenty minutes of working on her kitty, I stop, give her hard abs a couple punches aimed at the stomach and womb, and resume time.

There is an incredibly small moment when time resumes, but the sensations haven’t caught up to her yet. Then they do.

Her face contorts in something close to an ahegao, pain and pleasure hitting her brain like the hammer she drops to the ground, her legs instinctively spreading wide open from the multiple orgasms she’s receiving at once. It’s an incredible sight to see those muscles she undoubtedly spent countless hours building be so easily defeated by my sex skills.

“W-what did you do!? You bastard! I’ll kill you!”

‘Like I would have survived getting my head bashed in with your hammer’ I think to myself before retorting “Why are you blaming me? You are the one who got a spontaneous orgasm just from seeing me! But don’t worry, I’ll make sure to give you a good time~”

I pass my tongue through two fingers in a “V” shape, mimicking the way I just ate her out. Of course, this just makes her angrier, but before she can say another word, I stop time again. From her perspective, it’s gonna seem me proposing sex is what caused her to cum so (literally) violently.

She’s already worked up, so I spend less time on oral and fingering this time, and instead tend to my raging hard-on, climbing on her bent legs and lining myself up with her entrance. Once again, my dick is much too large for the hole I have in front of me. Once again, I do not care.

Unlike before though, I shove it in more slowly. The time stop, combined with her virginity, grips my meatslab like a hydraulic press, and so it takes several seconds for me to finally bottom out. Afterwards, I slowly thrust in and out, gradually building up speed as my own juices lubed up her insides until I’m fucking her at my usual speed. That is to say, extremely fast, and extremely hard.

Even lubed, I can feel my barbs clinging on to the sides of her pussy with every thrust and pull, greatly intensifying my pleasure to levels I didn’t even think were possible. It takes incredible self-control to stop after only one creampie and get off (though not before giving her belly a few more punches in the sensitive spots).

Turning time back on, her reaction is even better than before. She straight up falls on the ground, spasming in pleasure and straight up screaming as her pussy feels the result of several minutes of sex in a fraction of a second.

Deciding to give her a breather, I take off all my clothes and hers (lesbian pride underwear, nice), and wait for about a minute until she starts being able to make words again, though her hips continue above the ground in orgasm.

It just wouldn’t be nearly as fun if she couldn’t beg me to stop.

“Don’t worry dear, I’m gonna give you the dicking your body so desperately craves~”

“D-don’t… ah… you dare, you…”

Before she has time to finish her sentence, I ram the entirety of my dick inside her still-sensitive pussy. Before her scream fully leaves her lips, I freeze time again. From her point of view, her senses will be overwhelmed from the very first thrust, her mind broken with barely any effort from me.

But that’s enough reminiscing on the future, time to enjoy myself some dyke pussy.

Groping her muscular tights, I begin to plummet her tight pussy while groping her large, firm breasts and burying my face in them. They are incredible, the perfect mix of sweaty and musky, and large enough I can bury my nose all the way inside. Her nips feel great to suckle on as I plow her lesbian pussy.

When she reflexively buckled her hips upwards earlier, it left her entrance at the perfect angle for me to ****. Her muscles are so great beneath my fingers, she must have spent so many hours growing and building them. Little did she know it was actually for my pleasure, for my enjoyment.

Again and again I cum inside her, building up pressure on my cum as it stacks on top of itself. So good, tight, wet. I might be **** her, but it’s as if her body is just begging for my cock.

Needless to say, I am more than happy to oblige.

Thankfully, the time stop maintains her pussy perfectly tight and pretty even as my gigantic cock with an even larger knot slam-fucks it relentlessly, allowing me to enjoy her to the fullest. Under normal circumstances, her hole would already be ruined beyond recognition. The strange powers of this place only stall the effects, though. As soon as I resume time, all of the **** is going to instantly be applied and utterly destroy her pussy. She won’t be able to feel any dick, let alone any pussy. I can hardly wait to see it.

There is some temptation to let time resume before I move on to the next holes, but I’ve already waited too long. Plus, no reason to stagger it out and lessen the impact I’m gonna have on her mind.

So I move on to her asshole. Like I did with her pussy I **** it dozens of times, but I try to make sure every single load is headed towards her womb, switching holes at the last second. I fail, leaving two or three load’s worth of seed inside her asshole, but close enough.

Lastly, I take my time with her face and mouth. Not as tight as her other holes at first, but I soon figure out how to induce a vacuum in her mouth, basically forcing her otherwise idle tongue to worship every single inch of the beast that just claimed all of her virginities and hammered her uterus for hours on end. My gigantic cock pokes the back of her throat repeatedly, and she would certainly be running out of air if not for the time stop with how I clog her airways entirely.

This is already guaranteed to have her gag, ****, and feel like puking, but I want more. I want her to both love and dread the day she crossed my path. The day I put her in her place beneath me, as my toy to **** and breed, a rag for my cum and piss.

So I open her mouth and unload my bladder inside her open mouth, making sure to get some on her face, nose, and open eyes as well. Feels so good to have such a beacon of strength completely powerless before me, I almost cum on the spot.

Reminiscing about how convenient it was that my piss was restored together with my cum, I spit on her mouth, throat, and eyes, stomp her stomach and womb a few more times, find a nice spot, and prepare for the show as I resume time.

It’s absolute gold. It takes a moment for her brain to catch up, her tongue and lips attempting to formulate sound for a fraction of a second before contorting in a **** grimace as she chokes on her ****’s cum and urine. Her eyes remain fixed where she last saw me, before darting in random directions as her mind shuts off and her retinas quickly start growing red.

Her back aches so hard her toes leave the ground. I can see the outline of her womb as it inflates under the **** pressure of my stacked cumloads, though it certainly helps that much of her abs cave under the pressure of my multiple stompings.

Her asshole visibly gapes, and I swear I can see the outline of my cock visibly engraved on it for a split second. The real show, however, is her pussy. It pulses wildly, alternating between being gaped from the previous fucking, and clenching as strong as her body is able to manage, all the while cummin a river as she orgasms several dozens times a second. It’s almost like she’s convulsing in pleasure.

I don’t resist sticking my dick in her one last time, not even having to do any work as her hungry hole milks me with all the strength of this punk hyena lesbo. Despite how tired and spent I am, it’s easily my best orgasm so far.

Before leaving, I rummage through her clothes for her phone and wallet. After taking the money, I use her id’s to make some very revealing porn. It’s gonna be impossible for her to deny she’s the one in the pics. I leave my face out, but can’t resist showing off the gigantic tool I used to ruin her.

Lucky for me, her phone doesn’t use a password, but rather her fingerprint, so several of the photos and videos are taken on her own machine. Should make it easier for her to realize what happened and find the pics I’m gonna post online. Her bank app is the same, ensuring a fat paycheck for me, and some rough times ahead for our newest single mother. Due to the lack of signal none of the transactions or messages go through quite yet, but they will as soon as we leave this strange limbo, and it's not like she will be in any condition to cancel the transfers anytime soon~

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