[Note- I was going to post this in parts on here but 20 sounded like too much so Im just posting it all as one]
Chapter 1: The Awakening of Zephyr
Zephyr Kane's life was ordinary until the day the multiverse cracked open like an egg, spilling its contents into his reality. A shimmering rift appeared in his apartment, pulsing with iridescent light, and before he could react, it swallowed him whole. When his senses returned, he stood in a void, a disembodied voice echoing around him. "You are chosen, Zephyr. Wield the Infinite Codex, and the universes shall bend to your will." A glowing orb fused with his chest, searing his soul with power. Time manipulation, X-ray vision, unlimited stamina, and a dozen other abilities coursed through him, each one a key to untold possibilities.
He blinked, and the void spat him out into a bustling cityscape, the air thick with the scent of cherry blossoms and street food. Tokyo, but not his Tokyo. Billboards flashed with vibrant anime characters, and a glance at a nearby poster revealed the truth: he was in the world of My Teen Romantic Comedy SNAFU. The realization hit him like a freight train, his lips curling into a grin. With the Infinite Codex humming in his veins, Zephyr knew exactly how to test his newfound powers—and who better to start with than the sharp-tongued Yukino Yukinoshita?
Zephyr wandered into Sobu High School, his X-ray vision piercing through walls to locate Yukino in the Service Club room. Her lithe figure was bent over a book, her raven hair spilling over her shoulders like ink. His heart raced, not from nerves but from the sheer thrill of possibility. He activated his time-stop ability, the world freezing in an instant. The ticking of the clock halted, the breeze outside stilled, and Yukino's eyes remained locked on her page, unaware of the intruder. Zephyr approached, his fingers brushing the hem of her skirt, the fabric soft against his skin. He hesitated, then pulled back, his conscience wrestling with his desires. The Codex pulsed, urging him forward, but he released time, letting the world resume.
Yukino's head snapped up, her ice-blue eyes narrowing. "Who are you, and why are you in my clubroom?" Her voice was sharp, cutting through the silence like a blade. Zephyr leaned against the wall, his confidence bolstered by his powers. "Just a traveler passing through. I heard the Service Club helps with… unique problems." Her brow furrowed, but curiosity flickered in her gaze. He could see it—the spark of intrigue. His unlimited stamina meant he could keep up with her wit, her barbs, and maybe more. "What kind of problem?" she asked, crossing her arms, her blouse tightening against her chest.
Zephyr's X-ray vision flickered on instinctively, revealing the delicate lace of her undergarments. He forced his eyes back to her face, smirking. "The kind only I can solve." The air between them crackled with tension, and he knew this was just the beginning. Yukino's guarded demeanor was a challenge, one he intended to conquer. As they bantered, he subtly slowed time, stretching each moment to savor her reactions—the slight flush in her cheeks, the way her lips parted when he pushed her buttons. The Codex thrummed, amplifying his charm, his stamina ensuring he could keep this dance going for hours.
Their verbal sparring escalated, Yukino's wit as sharp as ever, but Zephyr's abilities gave him the edge. He leaned closer, his voice low. "What if I told you I could stop time itself?" Her scoff was immediate, but he activated the ability again, freezing her mid-breath. This time, he didn't hold back. His fingers traced the curve of her jaw, her skin warm despite the temporal stasis. He whispered, "Let's see how you handle this, Yukinoshita." When time resumed, she gasped, her hand flying to her face where his touch lingered. "What… was that?" she demanded, but her voice trembled, betraying her intrigue.
Zephyr didn't push further—not yet. He wanted her to come to him, to unravel under his influence. "Just a taste," he said, winking before stepping back. As he left the clubroom, the Codex pulsed, whispering of new worlds, new women, new conquests. Yukino's flustered expression burned in his mind, a promise of more to come. The multiverse was his playground, and he was just getting started.
Chapter 2: The Blade Dancer's Temptation
The Codex tugged Zephyr through another rift, landing him in the sun-scorched dunes of Bleach's Soul Society. The air buzzed with spiritual energy, and his senses sharpened, the Codex enhancing his perception. He spotted her immediately—Rukia Kuchiki, her petite frame clad in a black shihakusho, her Zanpakuto gleaming at her side. Her violet eyes scanned the horizon, unaware of the predator watching her. Zephyr's X-ray vision cut through her robes, revealing the taut lines of her body, her muscles honed from years of combat. His cock stirred, but he tamped down the urge, focusing on strategy.
He activated time-stop, the world grinding to a halt. Sand particles hung suspended in the air, and Rukia's stance remained rigid, her hand resting on Sode no Shirayuki's hilt. Zephyr circled her, admiring the way her robes clung to her curves. He reached out, his fingers grazing the fabric, feeling the heat of her reiatsu even in stasis. The Codex amplified his stamina, ensuring he could match her in any arena—physical or otherwise. He released time, and Rukia spun, her blade flashing toward his throat. "Who are you?" she snapped, her voice laced with authority.
Zephyr dodged with supernatural grace, his abilities making him untouchable. "Just a wanderer with a few tricks," he said, his tone teasing. Rukia's eyes narrowed, but he saw the spark of interest. She was a warrior, drawn to strength, and Zephyr had that in spades. He slowed time, moving behind her, his breath hot against her ear. "Care to test me, Kuchiki?" When time snapped back, she flinched, her cheeks flushing. "You're no ordinary human," she said, her blade lowering slightly.
Their duel was a dance of steel and power, Zephyr's abilities letting him anticipate her every move. His X-ray vision caught the way her chest heaved with each breath, her nipples hardening under the strain of combat. He pushed closer, their blades locking, his face inches from hers. "You're holding back," he whispered, his voice dripping with challenge. Rukia's lips parted, her resolve wavering. The Codex pulsed, urging him to push further, to claim her. He stopped time again, his hands roaming her body, feeling the firmness of her ass, the softness of her breasts. When time resumed, she gasped, her sword clattering to the ground.
"W-what are you doing?" she stammered, her voice a mix of anger and desire. Zephyr smirked, stepping back. "Just showing you what's possible." He left her there, breathless and confused, the Codex already pulling him toward the next universe. Rukia's flushed face and trembling hands lingered in his mind, a trophy of his conquest. The multiverse was vast, and he was insatiable.
Chapter 3: The Gamer's Gambit
The next rift dropped Zephyr into the vibrant, game-like world of Solo Leveling. Seoul's skyline loomed, but the air thrummed with the energy of gates and hunters. He spotted Cha Hae-In, the S-rank hunter, her blonde hair glowing under the neon lights, her sword poised as she faced a dungeon portal. Zephyr's X-ray vision revealed the tight contours of her armor, her body a perfect blend of strength and grace. His cock twitched, the Codex fueling his desire, but he played it cool, approaching with a swagger.
"You look like you could use a partner," he called out, his voice carrying over the hum of the gate. Cha Hae-In's eyes flicked to him, assessing, her expression unreadable. "I work alone," she said, her tone cold. Zephyr grinned, activating time-stop. The world froze, her sword mid-swing, her lips slightly parted. He stepped closer, his fingers brushing her cheek, trailing down her neck to the edge of her armor. Her skin was warm, her pulse strong even in stasis. He released time, and she stumbled, her eyes wide. "What the hell was that?"
"Just a little trick," Zephyr said, his stamina ensuring he could keep up with her relentless pace. They entered the dungeon together, his abilities making him untouchable against the monsters. Cha Hae-In watched, her admiration growing as he dispatched enemies with ease. During a lull, he slowed time, pinning her against a dungeon wall, his hands exploring her curves. Her armor was cold, but her skin burned beneath it, her nipples pressing against the fabric. "You're… impossible," she gasped when time resumed, her voice husky.
Zephyr's lips grazed her ear. "You have no idea." Their bodies pressed closer, the heat between them electric. He fucked her there, in the dungeon's shadows, her moans echoing off the stone walls. His unlimited stamina let him pound into her relentlessly, her pussy clenching around his cock, her cervix taking the brunt of his thrusts. Her tits bounced with each movement, her armor discarded in a frenzy. "F-fuck, Zephyr!" she cried, her voice breaking as she came, her body trembling under his power.
Chapter 4: The Witch's Frozen Ecstasy
The Infinite Codex thrummed in Zephyr Kane's chest, its energy pulling him through another shimmering rift. He emerged in the dense, enchanted forest of Re:Zero, the air heavy with the scent of moss and magic. His senses, sharpened by the Codex, pinpointed a figure in the distance—Emilia, the silver-haired half-elf, her lavender eyes scanning the trees for threats. Her flowing gown clung to her curves, and Zephyr's X-ray vision sliced through the fabric, revealing the delicate swell of her breasts and the tight contours of her thighs. His cock hardened instantly, the Codex amplifying his lust, urging him to act.
Zephyr activated his time-stop ability, the world grinding to a halt. Leaves hung suspended mid-fall, birds froze in flight, and Emilia's delicate hand paused, clutching her staff. He approached, his boots silent on the forest floor, his eyes drinking in her beauty. Her lips were slightly parted, her breath caught in an eternal moment. The Codex pulsed, granting him unlimited stamina, ensuring he could indulge in her as long as he desired. He reached out, his fingers tracing the curve of her neck, her skin soft and warm despite the temporal stasis. His hand dipped lower, cupping her breast through her gown, her nipple hardening under his touch.
He didn't hesitate this time. Zephyr tugged her gown down, exposing her pale, perfect tits, their pink tips begging for attention. He sucked one into his mouth, his tongue swirling, savoring the texture as his other hand slid between her thighs. Her pussy was slick, even in stasis, her body responding instinctively to his touch. He groaned, his cock straining against his pants. With a flick of his wrist, he freed himself, his thick shaft pulsing with need. He lifted Emilia's leg, hooking it over his arm, and pressed the head of his cock against her entrance. The Codex ensured he could fuck her endlessly, and he intended to.
He thrust into her, her tight pussy gripping him like a vice, her cervix kissing the tip of his cock with each deep plunge. Her tits bounced with every movement, frozen in mid-air, their jiggle preserved in the timeless void. "Fuck, Emilia, you're perfect," he growled, his voice echoing in the silent forest. He pounded into her, his balls slapping against her ass, the lewd sounds swallowed by the stopped time. His X-ray vision let him see his cock stretching her insides, the sight driving him wild. He shifted her, bending her over a tree stump, her ass high, and fucked her from behind, her pussy dripping onto the moss below.
Zephyr's stamina was limitless, his thrusts relentless. He flipped her again, spreading her legs wide, her gown torn and discarded. He sucked her clit, his tongue lashing, then plunged back into her, his cock hitting her deepest spots. Her face remained serene, locked in stasis, but her body told another story—her pussy clenched, her juices coated his thighs. He came inside her, his cum flooding her womb, the Codex ensuring he could keep going. He fucked her through his orgasm, her tits jiggling, her pussy milking him dry. When he finally pulled out, her body glistened with sweat and cum, a masterpiece of his desire.
He stepped back, adjusting her gown to cover her, leaving no trace of his actions. The Codex hummed, satisfied. Zephyr released time, and Emilia stumbled, her cheeks flushing as her body registered the aftershocks of pleasure. "W-what…?" she gasped, her voice trembling, her thighs pressing together. Zephyr smirked, leaning against a tree. "You okay, princess? Looked like you zoned out." Her eyes darted to him, confused but intrigued, her body betraying her arousal. He left her there, the Codex already pulling him to the next world, her flustered expression etched in his mind.
Chapter 5: The Ninja's Timeless Surrender
The rift spat Zephyr into the vibrant, chaotic world of Naruto. He stood atop a cliff overlooking the Hidden Leaf Village, the air buzzing with chakra. His X-ray vision locked onto a figure training below—Hinata Hyuga, her Byakugan active, her lithe form moving with grace. Her tight ninja outfit hugged her curves, her ample breasts straining against the fabric. Zephyr's cock twitched, the Codex fueling his hunger. Hinata's shy demeanor was a challenge, one he'd conquer in the frozen seconds of stopped time.
He activated time-stop, the world freezing instantly. Hinata's kunai hung mid-air, her lavender eyes wide, her chest heaving from exertion. Zephyr descended, his steps silent, his hands itching to explore. He stood before her, his fingers brushing her cheek, then trailing down to her chest. He unzipped her jacket, her sports bra barely containing her tits, their soft weight spilling into his hands. He pinched her nipples, rolling them between his fingers, her body unresponsive yet yielding. His cock throbbed, demanding release, and he didn't deny it.
Zephyr tugged her pants down, her panties clinging to her wet pussy. He knelt, inhaling her scent, then licked her slit, her juices sweet on his tongue. Standing, he freed his cock, its girth intimidating even in stasis. He lifted Hinata, her legs spread, and thrust into her, her tight pussy stretching around him. "Fuck, Hinata, you're so tight," he grunted, his hips slamming into her. Her tits bounced with each thrust, frozen in their perfect arc, her ass jiggling against his thighs. His X-ray vision showed his cock rearranging her insides, her cervix battered by his relentless pace.
He fucked her in every position—against a tree, on the ground, her legs over his shoulders. Her pussy gripped him, her juices dripping down his balls. He came inside her, his cum painting her womb, the Codex letting him fuck through his climax. He spun her, fucking her asshole next, its tightness driving him wild. Her tits swayed, her body a canvas for his lust. He lost count of his orgasms, his stamina infinite, her body taking everything he gave. When he finished, he dressed her carefully, her outfit pristine despite the ravaging.
Releasing time, Hinata collapsed, her body trembling, her Byakugan flickering. "W-what… happened?" she stammered, her face crimson, her thighs slick. Zephyr crouched beside her, his voice teasing. "You pushed yourself too hard, Hyuga. Need a break?" Her shy nod was adorable, her confusion palpable. He stood, the Codex whispering of new conquests, leaving Hinata to grapple with her body's betrayal.
Chapter 6: The Alchemist's Forbidden Ritual
The next rift dropped Zephyr into the steampunk world of Fullmetal Alchemist. Amestris's capital buzzed with activity, and his X-ray vision zeroed in on Riza Hawkeye, her blonde hair tied back, her military uniform crisp. She stood in a training yard, her pistol drawn, her focus unbreakable. Zephyr's cock stirred, the Codex urging him to claim her. Riza's discipline was a wall he'd shatter in the timeless void.
He stopped time, the world falling silent. Riza's bullet hung inches from her gun, her hazel eyes locked on her target. Zephyr approached, his hands roaming her uniform, unbuttoning her jacket to reveal her toned body. Her bra was practical, but her tits were full, her nipples hard under his touch. He stripped her pants, her panties damp, her pussy begging for attention. He fingered her, her tightness gripping him, then freed his cock, its heat pressing against her thigh.
He bent her over a crate, her ass high, and thrust into her pussy, her warmth enveloping him. "Fuck, Riza, you're made for this," he groaned, his hips pounding her. Her tits swung, frozen in their bounce, her ass rippling with each thrust. His X-ray vision showed his cock stretching her, her cervix taking his punishment. He fucked her, her pussy milking him, then switched to her ass, its grip tighter than her trigger finger. He came repeatedly, his cum filling her, the Codex sustaining his relentless pace.
Zephyr repositioned her, sitting her on the crate, her legs spread, and fucked her frontally, her tits in his face. He sucked her nipples, his tongue ruthless, her pussy spasming around him. When he finished, he dressed her, leaving no evidence. Releasing time, Riza staggered, her gun clattering, her face flushed. "What… was that?" she gasped, her thighs trembling. Zephyr smirked, holstering her pistol for her. "Just a misfire, Lieutenant. Happens to the best." Her confused glare followed him as he walked away, the Codex already pulling him to new worlds, new women, new conquests.
Chapter 7: The Sorceress's Timeless Ravaging
The Infinite Codex surged, tearing Zephyr Kane through another rift, spitting him into the vibrant, chaotic world of Jujutsu Kaisen. Tokyo's skyline loomed, cursed energy crackling in the air like static. His enhanced senses locked onto Nobara Kugisaki, her orange hair glinting under the streetlights as she hammered nails into a cursed spirit. Her tight sorcerer outfit hugged her curves, her skirt riding up with each swing, revealing glimpses of her thighs. Zephyr's X-ray vision pierced her clothes, exposing her pert breasts and the damp heat between her legs. His cock throbbed, the Codex amplifying his lust, its voice whispering, Take her. Now.
Zephyr activated time-stop, the world freezing in an instant. The cursed spirit's grotesque form hung mid-lunge, Nobara's hammer poised, her lips curled in a fierce grin. He stepped forward, his boots silent on the pavement, his hands itching to claim her. Her skin glowed with sweat, her chest heaving from battle, her nipples hard against her top. The Codex granted him unlimited stamina, his body primed for endless pleasure. He tugged her top down, her tits spilling free, their weight perfect in his palms. He pinched her nipples, rolling them, her body unresponsive yet yielding in the temporal void.
His fingers trailed lower, hiking her skirt, her panties soaked from the adrenaline of combat. He ripped them off, her pussy glistening, its pink folds begging for his touch. Zephyr freed his cock, its girth pulsing with need, and pressed it against her slit. "Fuck, Nobara, you're gonna love this," he growled, thrusting into her. Her tight pussy gripped him, her cervix kissing his tip with each deep plunge. Her tits bounced, frozen mid-jiggle, their motion preserved in the stopped time. His X-ray vision showed his cock stretching her insides, the sight driving him feral.
He fucked her standing, her legs spread, her skirt bunched at her waist. The lewd slap of his balls against her ass echoed in the silent world, her pussy dripping onto the pavement. He spun her, bending her over a mailbox, her ass high, and plunged into her again, her tightness milking him. He switched to her asshole, its grip even fiercer, his cock slick with her juices. "So fucking tight," he groaned, pounding her, her tits swaying, her body a canvas for his lust. The Codex let him cum inside her, his seed flooding her womb, then her ass, his stamina ensuring he could keep going.
Zephyr repositioned her, sitting her on a bench, her legs wide, her hammer discarded. He fucked her frontally, sucking her tits, his tongue lashing her nipples. Her pussy spasmed, her juices coating his thighs. He stopped time again mid-thrust, stepping back to admire her—her flushed skin, her stretched pussy, his cum leaking from her holes. He re-entered her, fucking her through another orgasm, his own release painting her insides. When he finished, he dressed her, her outfit pristine despite the ravaging, her hammer back in her hand.
Releasing time, Nobara staggered, her hammer clattering, her eyes wide with shock. "W-what the hell?!" she gasped, her thighs trembling, her pussy and ass throbbing with phantom pleasure. Zephyr leaned against a lamppost, smirking. "Rough fight, huh? You look… spent." Her glare was fierce, but her flushed cheeks betrayed her arousal. He walked away, the Codex humming, already pulling him to the next universe, Nobara's confused moans lingering in his ears.
Chapter 8: The Idol's Frozen Frenzy
The rift hurled Zephyr into the glittering world of Love Live! School Idol Project. He stood backstage at a concert, the crowd's cheers muffled, the stage awash in pink and blue lights. His X-ray vision locked onto Honoka Kosaka, the energetic leader of μ's, her orange hair bouncing as she practiced her dance moves. Her idol outfit—a frilly skirt and tight top—clung to her sweaty body, her breasts jiggling with each step, her panties visible through the thin fabric. Zephyr's cock hardened, the Codex fueling his desire, its power begging to be unleashed.
He stopped time, the world halting mid-beat. Honoka's arms were raised, her skirt flared, her lips parted in a silent cheer. The crowd's faces froze, their hands mid-clap, the lights casting a surreal glow. Zephyr approached, his hands roaming her body, tugging her top down to free her tits. Their softness filled his hands, her nipples pink and hard. He sucked one, his tongue swirling, then slid his hand under her skirt, her panties damp with sweat and arousal. The Codex's stamina surged, his body ready for a marathon of pleasure.
Zephyr tore her panties off, her pussy glistening, its scent intoxicating. He lifted her, her legs spread, and thrust his cock into her, her tightness gripping him like a vice. "Fuck, Honoka, you're a star," he grunted, pounding her, her tits bouncing, frozen in their perfect arc. His X-ray vision showed his cock hitting her cervix, her insides stretching to take him. He fucked her on the stage, her body propped against a speaker, her ass jiggling with each thrust. He switched to her asshole, its tightness driving him wild, his balls slapping her skin.
He repositioned her mid-air, her dance pose preserved, and fucked her from below, her pussy dripping onto the stage. He came inside her, his cum flooding her womb, then her ass, the Codex letting him fuck through his orgasms. Her tits swayed, her body glistening with sweat and cum. He stopped time again, stepping back to admire his work—her flushed skin, her stretched holes, his seed leaking from her. He fucked her once more, her pussy spasming, his cock relentless. When he finished, he dressed her, her outfit flawless, her pose unchanged.
Releasing time, Honoka stumbled, her dance faltering, her cheeks crimson. "W-what… happened?!" she gasped, her thighs pressing together, her body trembling with aftershocks. Zephyr clapped from the sidelines, grinning. "Great rehearsal, Kosaka! You're a natural." Her confused blush followed him as he slipped away, the Codex pulling him to new worlds, Honoka's breathless moans etched in his mind.
Chapter 9: The Demon Slayer's Timeless Submission
The next rift dropped Zephyr into the moonlit forests of Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba. The air was thick with the scent of blood and steel, and his X-ray vision spotted Nezuko Kamado, her bamboo muzzle glinting, her pink kimono torn from battle. Her demon form was lithe, her curves accentuated, her breasts straining against the fabric. Zephyr's cock twitched, the Codex urging him to claim her, her feral beauty a challenge he couldn't resist.
He stopped time, the world freezing. Nezuko's claws were mid-swipe, her eyes glowing, her muffled growl silenced. Zephyr approached, his hands tugging her kimono open, her tits spilling free, their pale softness begging for his touch. He removed her muzzle, her lips parted, her fangs glinting. The Codex's stamina surged, his cock aching for her. He fingered her pussy, her wetness surprising him, then freed his shaft, pressing it against her slit.
He thrust into her, her pussy tight and hot, her cervix taking his deep plunges. "Fuck, Nezuko, you're wild," he growled, fucking her standing, her tits bouncing, frozen mid-motion. His X-ray vision showed his cock stretching her, her demon body yielding to him. He bent her over a rock, her ass high, and fucked her pussy, then her asshole, its grip otherworldly. Her body glistened, her juices mixing with his cum as he filled her holes, the Codex letting him pound her relentlessly.
Zephyr repositioned her, her claws digging into a tree, and fucked her from behind, her tits swaying, her pussy spasming. He came again, his seed flooding her, her body trembling in stasis. He stopped time mid-thrust, admiring her—her flushed skin, her stretched holes, his cum dripping from her. He fucked her once more, her pussy milking him, his cock hitting her deepest spots. When he finished, he redressed her, her kimono pristine, her muzzle back in place.
Releasing time, Nezuko staggered, her claws retracting, her muffled whimpers echoing. She clutched her kimono, her eyes wide with confusion, her thighs slick. Zephyr stepped from the shadows, smirking. "Tough fight, huh? You'll be fine." Her flushed gaze followed him as he vanished, the Codex pulling him to new conquests, Nezuko's trembling form a trophy of his power.
Chapter 10: The Magical Girl's Frozen Frenzy
The Infinite Codex roared in Zephyr Kane's chest, its power ripping him through another rift into the pastel-colored world of Puella Magi Madoka Magica. The air shimmered with magical energy, and Zephyr's enhanced senses zeroed in on Madoka Kaname, her pink twin-tails bouncing as she stood in a park, her magical girl outfit sparkling under the moonlight. Her skirt barely covered her thighs, her top clinging to her small, perky breasts. Zephyr's X-ray vision sliced through her clothes, revealing her tight, untouched pussy and the delicate curve of her ass. His cock throbbed painfully, the Codex amplifying his lust to a fever pitch, demanding he claim her in every way possible.
He activated time-stop, the world freezing instantly. Madoka's bow was drawn, a magical arrow poised, her lips parted in a soft gasp. The park's cherry blossoms hung suspended, their petals motionless. Zephyr approached, his hands trembling with anticipation as he tugged her top down, her tits spilling free, their pink nipples hard in the cool air. The Codex's unlimited stamina surged, his body primed for a marathon of fucking. He cupped her breasts, squeezing their softness, then slid his hand under her skirt, her panties damp with innocent arousal. He ripped them off, her pussy glistening, its folds begging for his cock.
Zephyr freed his thick shaft, its heat pulsing, and pressed it against her slit. "Fuck, Madoka, you're gonna take all of me," he growled, thrusting into her tight pussy, her walls gripping him like a vice. Her cervix kissed his tip with each deep plunge, her tits bouncing, frozen mid-jiggle in the timeless void. His X-ray vision showed his cock stretching her insides, her pussy clenching around him. He fucked her standing, her legs spread, her skirt bunched at her waist, the lewd slap of his balls against her ass echoing in the silent park. He spun her, bending her over a bench, her ass high, and rammed into her again, her pussy dripping onto the grass.
He switched to her asshole, its tightness driving him wild, his cock slick with her juices. "So fucking tight," he groaned, pounding her, her tits swaying, their motion preserved in stasis. He came inside her ass, his cum flooding her, the Codex letting him fuck through his orgasm. He repositioned her, sitting her on the bench, her legs wide, and fucked her pussy again, sucking her nipples, his tongue lashing their sensitive tips. Her pussy spasmed, her juices coating his thighs, his cock hitting her cervix relentlessly. He stopped time mid-thrust, stepping back to admire her—her flushed skin, her stretched holes, his cum leaking from her pussy and ass.
Zephyr re-entered her, fucking her through another orgasm, his seed painting her womb. He lifted her, pinning her against a tree, and fucked her frontally, her tits in his face, her pussy milking him dry. He came again, her body trembling in stasis, her holes overflowing with his cum. He fucked her asshole once more, its grip unrelenting, his balls slapping her skin. The Codex ensured he could keep going, his cock never softening. When he finished, he dressed her, her magical girl outfit pristine, her bow back in her hands.
Releasing time, Madoka collapsed, her arrow clattering, her cheeks crimson. "W-what… what was that?!" she gasped, her thighs pressing together, her pussy and ass throbbing with phantom pleasure. Zephyr leaned against a tree, smirking. "You okay, Madoka? Look like you saw a ghost." Her flustered stammering followed him as he walked away, the Codex humming, pulling him to the next universe.
Chapter 11: The Vampire's Timeless Surrender
The rift hurled Zephyr into the gothic, moonlit world of Vampire Knight. The Cross Academy's grounds were silent, save for the rustle of leaves. His X-ray vision locked onto Yuki Cross, her disciplinary committee armband gleaming, her brown hair cascading over her shoulders. Her uniform hugged her curves, her breasts straining against her blouse, her skirt teasingly short. Zephyr's cock ached, the Codex urging him to ravage her in the frozen seconds of stopped time. Her innocent yet fierce demeanor was a challenge he'd conquer.
He stopped time, the world halting. Yuki's flashlight beam froze, her eyes scanning the darkness, her lips slightly parted. Zephyr approached, his hands unbuttoning her blouse, her tits spilling free, their pale softness begging for his touch. He pinched her nipples, rolling them, her body yielding in stasis. He tugged her skirt up, her panties damp, her pussy glistening with arousal. The Codex's stamina surged, his cock ready for endless fucking. He freed his shaft, its girth intimidating, and pressed it against her slit.
Zephyr thrust into her, her tight pussy gripping him, her cervix taking his deep plunges. "Fuck, Yuki, you're made for this," he grunted, fucking her standing, her tits bouncing, frozen in their perfect arc. His X-ray vision showed his cock rearranging her insides, her pussy clenching around him. He bent her over a stone bench, her ass high, and fucked her pussy, then her asshole, its tightness driving him feral. His balls slapped her skin, her juices dripping onto the ground. He came inside her ass, his cum flooding her, then switched back to her pussy, pounding her relentlessly.
He repositioned her, sitting her on the bench, her legs spread, and fucked her frontally, sucking her tits, his tongue ruthless on her nipples. Her pussy spasmed, her juices mixing with his cum. He stopped time mid-thrust, admiring her—her flushed skin, her stretched holes, his seed leaking from her. He fucked her again, her pussy milking him, his cock hitting her deepest spots. He came repeatedly, the Codex sustaining his relentless pace. When he finished, he dressed her, her uniform pristine, her flashlight back in her hand.
Releasing time, Yuki staggered, her flashlight dropping, her body trembling. "W-what… happened?!" she gasped, her thighs slick, her pussy and ass throbbing. Zephyr stepped from the shadows, smirking. "Careful, Cross. Night patrols can be… intense." Her confused blush followed him as he vanished, the Codex pulling him to new conquests.
Chapter 12: The Hunter's Frozen Ecstasy
The next rift dropped Zephyr into the perilous world of Hunter x Hunter. The air was thick with danger, and his X-ray vision spotted Killua Zoldyck's companion, Alluka Zoldyck, in a quiet forest clearing. Her long black hair framed her delicate face, her dress clinging to her slender frame, her small breasts and tight ass visible through the fabric. Zephyr's cock twitched, the Codex fueling his hunger, its power demanding he claim her in the timeless void.
He stopped time, the world freezing. Alluka's hand was raised, a butterfly perched on her finger, her eyes wide with wonder. Zephyr approached, his hands tugging her dress down, her tits spilling free, their pink nipples hard. He sucked one, his tongue swirling, then slid his hand under her dress, her panties soaked. He ripped them off, her pussy glistening, its tightness begging for his cock. The Codex's stamina surged, his cock aching for release.
Zephyr thrust into her, her pussy gripping him, her cervix kissing his tip. "Fuck, Alluka, you're perfect," he growled, fucking her standing, her tits bouncing, frozen mid-motion. His X-ray vision showed his cock stretching her, her insides yielding to him. He bent her over a log, her ass high, and fucked her pussy, then her asshole, its grip unrelenting. His balls slapped her skin, her juices dripping onto the forest floor. He came inside her, his cum flooding her holes, the Codex letting him fuck through his orgasms.
He repositioned her, sitting her on the ground, her legs spread, and fucked her frontally, sucking her tits, his tongue lashing her nipples. Her pussy spasmed, her juices coating his thighs. He stopped time mid-thrust, admiring her—her flushed skin, her stretched holes, his cum leaking from her. He fucked her again, her pussy milking him, his cock relentless. When he finished, he dressed her, her dress pristine, the butterfly still on her finger.
Releasing time, Alluka gasped, the butterfly fluttering away, her body trembling. "W-what… was that?!" she stammered, her thighs slick, her pussy throbbing. Zephyr smirked from the trees. "Careful, Alluka. Forests are full of surprises." Her flustered gaze followed him as he vanished, the Codex pulling him to new worlds, new women, new conquests.
Zephyr's journey through the multiverse was a relentless parade of pleasure, his abilities ensuring no woman could escape his timeless ravaging.
Chapter 13: The Witch's Timeless Descent
The Infinite Codex pulsed wildly in Zephyr Kane's chest, its energy tearing him through a rift into the dark, mystical world of Black Clover. The air crackled with mana, and Zephyr's enhanced senses locked onto Noelle Silva, the silver-haired royal of the Black Bulls, practicing her water magic by a secluded lake. Her tight tunic clung to her curves, her breasts straining against the fabric, her skirt teasingly short. His X-ray vision sliced through her clothes, revealing her plump tits, hardened nipples, and the slick heat of her pussy. Zephyr's cock throbbed, the Codex amplifying his lust to a depraved edge, urging him to push boundaries, to break her mind with pleasure in the frozen seconds of stopped time.
He activated time-stop, the world halting instantly. Noelle's water orb hung mid-air, her lips parted in concentration, her eyes gleaming with determination. The lake's ripples froze, the air still. Zephyr approached, his hands trembling with dark excitement as he ripped her tunic open, her tits spilling free, their weight bouncing slightly before freezing in stasis. The Codex's unlimited stamina surged, his body primed for a kinky, relentless assault. He conjured a tendril of shadow from the Codex's powers, its inky form coiling around her wrists, binding them above her head in a lewd display. He tugged her skirt down, her panties soaked, and shredded them, her pussy glistening, her asshole tight and inviting.
Zephyr freed his cock, its girth pulsing with need, and pressed it against her slit. "Time to break you, Noelle," he growled, thrusting into her pussy, its tightness gripping him like a vice. Her cervix took his deep plunges, her tits frozen mid-bounce, their nipples begging for torment. He summoned another shadow tendril, its tip morphing into a slick, vibrating bud that latched onto her clit, pulsing with relentless intensity. Her pussy spasmed in stasis, her juices dripping onto the grass. He fucked her standing, the tendril on her clit driving her body to the edge, even frozen. His X-ray vision showed his cock rearranging her insides, her pussy clenching, her asshole twitching.
He pulled out, spinning her to face a tree, her ass high, and plunged into her asshole, its grip obscene. The shadow tendrils multiplied, one coiling around her tits, squeezing them, another teasing her nipples with sharp, electric pulses. A third tendril slithered into her pussy, vibrating as it fucked her in tandem with his cock in her ass. "Fuck, you're a slut for this," he groaned, pounding her, the lewd slap of his balls against her skin echoing in the silent world. He came inside her ass, his cum flooding her, the Codex letting him fuck through his orgasm. Her holes were stretched, her body glistening with sweat and juices, frozen in a depraved tableau.
Zephyr repositioned her, suspending her mid-air with shadow tendrils, her legs spread wide, her pussy and ass exposed. He fucked her pussy again, the tendril in her ass now vibrating, another tendril wrapping around her throat, squeezing just enough to heighten her frozen pleasure. He conjured a magical gag from the Codex, forcing her mouth open, and fucked her throat, her tongue limp yet warm. His cock hit the back of her throat, his balls slapping her chin, her tits bouncing with each thrust. He came again, his seed spilling down her throat, her pussy, her ass, the Codex sustaining his relentless pace. Her mind, though frozen, was breaking under the onslaught, her body a vessel for his kinky desires.
He stopped time mid-thrust, stepping back to admire her—her tits bound, her holes stretched, her body dripping with cum and juices, shadow tendrils pulsing against her sensitive spots. He fucked her again, alternating between her pussy, ass, and throat, each hole taking his cock and tendrils in a depraved symphony. The Codex amplified his senses, letting him feel every twitch, every pulse of her body. He came repeatedly, her holes overflowing, her nipples raw from the tendrils' torment. When he finished, he dressed her, the tendrils retracting, her tunic and skirt pristine, her water orb back in place.
Releasing time, Noelle collapsed, her water orb splashing, her body trembling violently. "N-ngh… what… what's happening to me?!" she moaned, her voice breaking, her thighs slick with cum she couldn't explain, her mind fraying from the phantom pleasure. Her eyes were glassy, her pussy and ass throbbing, her nipples aching. Zephyr smirked from the shadows. "Rough training, Silva. You'll get used to it." Her broken whimper followed him as he vanished, the Codex pulling him to the next universe.
Chapter 14: The Maid's Timeless Torment
The rift hurled Zephyr into the opulent mansion of Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid. The air was warm, scented with lavender, and his X-ray vision locked onto Tohru, the dragon maid, her blonde hair tied in a ponytail, her maid outfit barely containing her massive tits and thick ass. She was dusting a shelf, her skirt riding up, her panties visible. Zephyr's cock ached, the Codex urging him to defile her in the most depraved ways, to break her mind with kinky pleasure in stopped time.
He activated time-stop, the world freezing. Tohru's duster hung mid-air, her lips curved in a cheerful hum, her eyes bright. Zephyr approached, his hands ripping her maid outfit open, her tits spilling free, their size obscene, her nipples hard as diamonds. He conjured chains from the Codex, their cold metal binding her wrists and ankles, spreading her wide against a wall. Her panties were soaked, her pussy and asshole begging for violation. The Codex's stamina surged, his cock ready for a sadistic marathon.
Zephyr thrust into her pussy, its draconic heat scorching, her cervix taking his brutal plunges. "Fuck, Tohru, you're a kinky bitch," he growled, fucking her, her tits bouncing, frozen in their heavy sway. He summoned a whip from the Codex, its leather cracking against her ass, leaving red marks that vanished in stasis. A vibrating magical plug appeared, forcing its way into her asshole, pulsing relentlessly as he fucked her pussy. Her juices dripped, her pussy clenching, her mind breaking under the frozen assault. His X-ray vision showed his cock and the plug stretching her holes, her insides quivering.
He pulled out, fucking her asshole next, the plug now in her pussy, vibrating with cruel intensity. He conjured nipple clamps, their teeth biting her sensitive tips, connected by a chain he tugged with each thrust. Her tits jiggled, her ass rippling, her throat open for a magical dildo he summoned, fucking her mouth as he pounded her ass. He came inside her, his cum flooding her holes, the Codex letting him fuck through his orgasms. He suspended her mid-air, chains spreading her wider, and fucked her pussy, ass, and throat in a relentless cycle, the whip cracking, the clamps tightening, her body a canvas of depravity.
Zephyr stopped time mid-th thrust, admiring her—her tits clamped, her holes stretched, her body dripping with cum, chains glinting, magical toys pulsing. He fucked her again, the dildo in her throat gagging her, the plug in her pussy vibrating, his cock in her ass unyielding. Her mind shattered in stasis, her body a slave to his kinky desires. He came repeatedly, her holes overflowing, her nipples raw, her ass red from the whip. When he finished, he removed the chains and toys, dressing her, her maid outfit pristine, her duster back in hand.
Releasing time, Tohru collapsed, her duster clattering, her body trembling, her mind broken. "H-hah… w-what… nngh!" she moaned, her voice a wrecked sob, her pussy and ass throbbing, her tits aching from the phantom clamps. Zephyr smirked from the doorway. "Careful, Tohru. Dusting can be intense." Her glassy eyes followed him as he vanished, the Codex pulling him to new conquests.
Chapter 15: The Goddess's Timeless Defilement
The rift dropped Zephyr into the vibrant world of Konosuba. The adventurer's guild was bustling, and his X-ray vision spotted Aqua, the useless goddess, lounging at a table, her blue hair shimmering, her skimpy dress barely covering her massive tits and plump ass. Her thighs were spread, her panties visible, her pussy already wet from her drunken state. Zephyr's cock throbbed, the Codex demanding he break her mind with the kinkiest, most depraved acts in stopped time.
He activated time-stop, the guild freezing. Aqua's wine glass hung mid-air, her lips parted in a laugh, her eyes hazy. Zephyr approached, ripping her dress open, her tits spilling free, their size obscene, her nipples begging for torment. He conjured a magical harness from the Codex, its straps binding her tits tightly, forcing them to jut out lewdly. He spread her legs, tying them to the table with magical ropes, her panties shredded, her pussy and asshole exposed. The Codex's stamina surged, his cock ready for a sadistic onslaught.
Zephyr thrust into her pussy, its divine wetness scorching, her cervix taking his brutal thrusts. "Fuck, Aqua, you're a slutty goddess," he growled, fucking her, her tits bouncing in their harness, frozen mid-jiggle. He summoned a vibrating magical bead, forcing it against her clit, its pulses relentless. A second bead entered her asshole, vibrating as he fucked her pussy. Her juices sprayed, her pussy clenching, her mind breaking in stasis. His X-ray vision showed his cock and the bead stretching her, her insides spasming.
He switched to her asshole, the bead now in her pussy, a third bead vibrating in her throat as he fucked her ass. He conjured a flogger, its tails cracking against her tits, the harness amplifying the pain. Her body glistened, her holes stretched, her mind shattered by the kinky torment. He came inside her ass, his cum flooding her, then fucked her pussy and throat, the beads pulsing, the flogger striking. He suspended her upside-down, ropes spreading her wider, and fucked her holes in a depraved cycle, her tits red, her nipples raw, her body a wreck of pleasure.
Zephyr stopped time mid-thrust, admiring her—her tits bound, her holes overflowing, her body dripping with cum, ropes glinting, beads pulsing. He fucked her again, the flogger cracking, the beads relentless, his cock unyielding. Her mind was gone, her body a slave to his depravity. He came repeatedly, her holes flooded, her tits aching. When he finished, he removed the harness and ropes, dressing her, her dress pristine, her wine glass back in hand.
Releasing time, Aqua collapsed, her glass shattering, her body trembling, her mind broken. "H-hngh… w-what… f-fuck!" she sobbed, her pussy and ass throbbing, her tits raw, her mind a haze of pleasure. Zephyr smirked from the bar. "Too much wine, Aqua? You're a mess." Her broken moans followed him as he vanished, the Codex pulling him to new worlds, new women, new depravities.
Chapter 16: The Alchemist's Timeless Bondage
The Infinite Codex roared in Zephyr Kane's chest, its dark energy ripping him through a rift into the gritty, alchemical world of Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood. Central City's streets buzzed with military fervor, and Zephyr's enhanced senses locked onto Winry Rockbell, the blonde mechanic, tinkering in her workshop. Her overalls hugged her curves, her breasts straining against the fabric, her ass round and inviting as she bent over a prosthetic arm. His X-ray vision pierced her clothes, revealing her perky tits, hardened nipples, and the slick heat of her pussy. Zephyr's cock throbbed, the Codex amplifying his depravity, urging him to plunge into the depths of kinky BDSM, to break her mind with obscure, perverse pleasures in the frozen seconds of stopped time.
He activated time-stop, the world halting instantly. Winry's wrench hung mid-air, her lips pursed in focus, her blue eyes gleaming. Tools and gears froze, the workshop silent. Zephyr approached, his hands trembling with sadistic anticipation as he unbuttoned her overalls, letting them pool at her ankles, her tits spilling free, their weight perfect. The Codex's unlimited stamina surged, his body primed for a perverse marathon. He conjured a leather BDSM harness from the Codex, its straps binding her tits tightly, forcing them to jut out lewdly, her nipples clamped with spiked metal rings that pulsed with magical electricity. He spread her legs, chaining them to the workbench with cold iron, her panties shredded, her pussy and asshole exposed.
Zephyr summoned a magical sybian, its vibrating saddle pressing against her pussy, its intensity cruel even in stasis. He freed his cock, its girth pulsing, and thrust into her asshole, its tightness obscene. "Fuck, Winry, you're built for this," he growled, pounding her, her tits bouncing in their harness, frozen mid-jiggle, the clamps sparking. His X-ray vision showed his cock stretching her ass, the sybian ravaging her pussy, her insides quivering. He conjured a spiked flogger, its tails cracking against her ass, leaving red welts that vanished in stasis. A magical gag forced her mouth open, its phallic shape vibrating as it fucked her throat, her tongue limp yet warm.
He pulled out, switching to her pussy, the sybian now in her ass, its vibrations relentless. He summoned a violet wand, its electric arcs dancing across her clamped nipples, her body twitching in stasis. A second wand teased her clit, its shocks amplifying her frozen pleasure. Her juices sprayed, her pussy clenching, her mind breaking under the perverse assault. He fucked her throat, the gag vibrating, his balls slapping her chin, her tits red from the flogger. He came inside her pussy, his cum flooding her, the Codex letting him fuck through his orgasm. He chained her upside-down, her legs spread wider, and fucked her ass again, the sybian in her pussy, the wands sparking, her throat gagged.
Zephyr stopped time mid-thrust, admiring her—her tits clamped, her holes stretched, her body dripping with cum and juices, chains glinting, the sybian and wands pulsing. He conjured a magical enema device, its nozzle filling her ass with warm, vibrating liquid, her belly swelling slightly in stasis. He fucked her pussy, the enema amplifying her tightness, the flogger cracking, the clamps sparking. Her mind shattered, her body a slave to his obscure depravities. He came repeatedly, her holes overflowing, her nipples raw, her ass red. When he finished, he removed the chains, harness, and devices, dressing her, her overalls pristine, her wrench back in hand.
Releasing time, Winry collapsed, her wrench clattering, her body trembling violently. "N-ngh… w-what… f-fuck!" she moaned, her voice a wrecked sob, her pussy and ass throbbing, her tits aching from the phantom clamps, her mind a haze of broken pleasure. Zephyr smirked from the doorway. "Tough job, Rockbell. Don't overdo it."
Chapter 17: The Shrine Maiden's Timeless Defilement
The rift hurled Zephyr into the ethereal, spiritual world of Inuyasha. The air was thick with demonic energy, and his X-ray vision locked onto Kikyo, the resurrected shrine maiden, standing by a sacred tree, her red and white robes flowing. Her lithe figure was accentuated, her breasts modest but firm, her ass tight under the fabric. Zephyr's cock ached, the Codex urging him to indulge in extreme BDSM and obscure fetishes, to break her stoic mind with perverse pleasure in stopped time.
He activated time-stop, the world freezing. Kikyo's bow was drawn, an arrow poised, her lips set in a serene line, her eyes piercing. The tree's leaves hung suspended, the air still. Zephyr approached, ripping her robes open, her tits spilling free, their pale softness begging for torment. He conjured a shibari rig from the Codex, its red ropes binding her in a complex, humiliating pose—her arms twisted behind her, her legs spread, her tits and pussy exposed. He attached weighted clamps to her nipples, their chains swinging, and a vibrating bead to her clit, its pulses cruel. Her panties were gone, her pussy glistening, her asshole tight.
Zephyr thrust into her pussy, its sacred heat scorching, her cervix taking his brutal plunges. "Fuck, Kikyo, you're a kinky slut," he growled, fucking her, her tits bouncing in their ropes, frozen mid-sway, the clamps tugging. His X-ray vision showed his cock stretching her, the bead ravaging her clit, her insides spasming. He summoned a bamboo cane, its strikes cracking against her ass, leaving welts that vanished in stasis. A magical speculum forced her pussy wider, exposing her depths, while a vibrating plug filled her ass, its pulses relentless. He fucked her throat, a magical ring gag keeping her mouth open, his balls slapping her chin.
He switched to her ass, the plug now in her pussy, the speculum amplifying her exposure. He conjured a wax candle, its molten drips falling onto her tits, hardening in stasis, the heat searing her frozen skin. Her juices sprayed, her pussy clenching, her mind breaking under the fetishistic assault. He fucked her in every hole, the cane striking, the clamps tugging, the wax dripping, her body a canvas of depravity. He came inside her ass, his cum flooding her, then her pussy and throat, the Codex sustaining his relentless pace. He suspended her from the tree, ropes spreading her wider, and fucked her holes in a perverse cycle, the speculum glinting, the plug vibrating, her mind shattered.
Zephyr stopped time mid-thrust, admiring her—her tits waxed, her holes stretched, her body dripping with cum, ropes glinting, clamps and beads pulsing. He conjured a magical sounding rod, its thin metal sliding into her urethra, vibrating as he fucked her pussy, the plug in her ass, the gag in her throat. Her mind was gone, her body a slave to his obscure fetishes. He came repeatedly, her holes overflowing, her nipples raw, her ass red. When he finished, he removed the ropes and devices, dressing her, her robes pristine, her bow back in hand.
Releasing time, Kikyo collapsed, her arrow clattering, her body trembling, her mind broken. "H-hah… w-what… nngh!" she moaned, her voice a wrecked cry, her pussy and ass throbbing, her tits aching, her mind a haze of pleasure. Zephyr smirked from the shadows. "Careful, Kikyo. Sacred trees are dangerous." Her broken gaze followed him as he vanished.
Chapter 18: The Idol's Timeless Degradation
The rift dropped Zephyr into the glittering world of The iDOLM@STER. The 765 Production studio buzzed with energy, and his X-ray vision spotted Miki Hoshii, the blonde idol, practicing a dance routine on stage. Her sparkly idol outfit barely contained her massive tits and plump ass, her skirt flipping with each move, her panties visible. Zephyr's cock throbbed, the Codex demanding he plunge into extreme BDSM and obscure sexual acts, to break her bubbly mind with depraved pleasure in stopped time.
He activated time-stop, the stage freezing. Miki's arms were raised, her skirt flared, her lips parted in a smile, her green eyes sparkling. The spotlights hung motionless, the air still. Zephyr approached, ripping her outfit open, her tits spilling free, their size obscene, her nipples hard. He conjured a latex BDSM suit from the Codex, its tight material encasing her body, leaving only her tits, pussy, and ass exposed. He attached suction cups to her nipples, their pumps pulsing, and a vibrating chastity belt to her pussy, its internal dildo fucking her in stasis. Her panties were gone, her pussy dripping, her asshole tight.
Zephyr thrust into her ass, its grip punishing, his cock stretching her. "Fuck, Miki, you're a filthy idol," he growled, fucking her, her tits bouncing in their suction cups, frozen mid-jiggle, the belt pumping. His X-ray vision showed his cock and the dildo ravaging her holes, her insides churning. He summoned a riding crop, its strikes cracking against her ass, the latex amplifying the sound. A magical face harness forced her mouth open, a vibrating dildo fucking her throat, her tongue drooling in stasis. He fucked her pussy, the belt's dildo in her ass, the suction cups pulsing, her juices spraying.
He suspended her mid-air, the latex suit binding her, and fucked her legs wider, her pussy exposed. He conjured a magical electro-stimulator, its shocks buzzing through the suction cups and the belt, her body convulsing in stasis. A milking machine attached to her tits, its pumps draining her, her mind breaking under the fetishistic assault. He fucked her in every hole, the crop striking, the harness gagging, the shocks sparking, her body a toy for his depravity. He came inside her pussy, his cum flooding her, then her ass and throat, the Codex's relentless pace. Her mind was gone, he fucked her pussy, the dildo's dildo in her pussy, the belt in her ass, the suction cups milking, his cock in her throat.
Zephyr stopped time mid-thrust, admiring her—her pussy tits milked, her holes stretched, her body dripping with cum, the latex suit glinting, the belt and suction cups pulsing, the He fucked her pussy again. the, milking machine sucking, the shocks relentless, the dildo in her throat, his cock in her pussy, unyielding. Her mind shattered, her body a slave to his obscure fetishes. He came repeatedly, her holes overflowing, her nipples raw, her ass red. When he finished, he removed the suit and devices, dressing her, her idol outfit flawless, her pose restored.
Releasing time, Miki collapsed, her dance faltering, her body trembling, her mind broken. "H-hngh… w-what… ahh!" she sobbed, her pussy and ass throbbing, her tits aching, her mind a haze of pleasure. Zephyr smirked from the audience. "Great show, Miki! You're a star." Her broken moans followed him as he vanished.