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Chapter 6 by Goddragon99 Goddragon99

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The Grimm was not done, yet!

But, the creature was not done yet as hit’s cock is still hard and pulsing, its smile never leaving its face as it walked over to the weakened May on the ground as it pointed its cock at her asshole, ready to pound her bare ass!

May’s eyes widened in horror as she realized the creature’s intent. She knew she wasn’t ready for this kind of violation. She tried to crawl away, her limbs shaking with the effort, but she was too weak to move. The Grimm grabbed her by the hair, yanking her back to its cock as it lined up with her asshole.

With a snarl of triumph, it began to push forward, the tip of its thick, black member breaching her sphincter. May’s scream was raw and primal as the monster claimed her anus with a brutal ****. Her body was on fire, the pain unspeakable as the creature's cock invaded her most private space. The sound of her body being ripped open was like nails on a chalkboard in the quiet alley, making her want to pass out from the sheer agony of it all.

The Grimm’s hips moved in a merciless rhythm, slamming into her with a sickening thud. May’s eyes rolled back in her head as the creature’s tail swiped through the air. Despite her pain and fear, her body started to respond, betraying her with unwelcome arousal. She felt her anus clench around the invading cock, and she bit her lip to keep from crying out as she felt the beginnings of an orgasm she never wanted to happen.

Her thoughts were a whirlwind of denial and disgust, but she couldn’t ignore the pleasure that was building inside of her. The Grimm's skull-like mask seemed to leer at her, reveling in her suffering. Its movements grew more erratic, its body quivering as it approached its own climax. May could feel its hot breath on the back of her neck, sending shivers down her spine.

The creature's tail lashed out, wrapping around her throat and squeezing. The pressure increased until she could feel her airway closing, her vision swimming with darkness. The Grimm was going to end her life in the most degrading way possible, leaving her a used and discarded plaything in the wreckage of Vale.

May's body spasmed as the Grimm reached its climax, filling her with a hot, sticky mess that seemed to burn her from the inside out. She could feel the creature's seed pooling in her stomach, the evidence of her violation. The pressure on her throat grew tighter, and she knew she was seconds away from blacking out.

As the Grimm’s cock continued to pump, May felt an unexpected wave of pleasure wash over her. Her body had reached a point of pain and fear that it could no longer differentiate between agony and ecstasy, and she found herself climaxing against her will. Her muscles tightened around the monster’s shaft, her body betraying her once again as it responded to the relentless pounding.

The creature seemed to sense her climax, its chuckles turning into a triumphant roar as it pounded into her even harder. The walls of the alley echoed with the sickening sounds of her ****, a symphony of horror that played out in a world gone mad. The Grimm’s tail tightened around her neck, cutting off her air supply just as she felt the creature's hot semen filling her ass, the pressure of its climax sending her over the edge into darkness.

May’s vision swam, and she knew she was losing consciousness. The last thing she felt was the monster’s grip loosen, its cock slipping from her ravaged body. She collapsed to the ground, her breathing ragged and uneven. The Grimm stepped back, a sense of satisfaction radiating from it as it looked down at the broken girl.

The world went dark as May's eyes rolled back, her body giving in to the pain and fear that had consumed her. The cold cobblestones of the alley pressed into her cheek as she lay there, limp and lifeless. Her mind was a blur of agony and despair, the reality of what had just happened too much for her to process. The Grimm's chuckles faded into the distance, leaving her with only the sounds of her own erratic breathing and the distant cries of the dying city.

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