Lucia was currently in a bit of a mood, so much so, that the perverse act of having two full-grown canine essence beasts violently suckling on her tits did nothing for her.
She was laying on the soft cushion bedding the mythical creatures slept on. Her iridescent blue and yellow eyes blinked at the enchanted wooden ceiling as she was lost in her melancholy.
Her soft delicate hands clasped behind her head lost in the sea of silver hair to give unfettered access to the 'puppies'. Each of her boobs was entirely engulfed in the maws of the mythical creatures.
These animals were a mated pair of iron-barbed wolves, well-known for their combat prowess and the extremely tough metallic fur they constantly shed(something often harvested and used in crafting). But their most dangerous aspect was their fangs and claws that could chew threw steel like paper when they were just born.
As full-grown adults cultivated to rank 4(Golden Core) their teeth and claws were weapons of mass destruction. Said teeth were biting into the soft boob flesh of her sizeable jugs.
The only reason it did not pierce her skin was that she was a nascent soul metal and water essence specialist as well as her base cultivation method made her skin super tough.
Yet, it left red bruise welts under the brutal ministration. That combined with their special passive ability to amplify the pain and damage they dealt made for a very hardcore package.
This was not all of it.
Her urethra, vaginal cavity, womb, and bladder all were on fire as she could feel hundred of razor-sharp pinches all across her inner walls.
This was being done by the Void Flesh Ripper worms she had stuffed in her urethra and vaginal canal and sealed with a special adhesive and cloth.
A terrifying species of biological weapons crafted by vile cultivators to kill cultivators from the inside out.
Starting their life as tiny invisible eggs they were put into food and drinks where an unsuspecting cultivator would consume them. The dense essence inside a cultivator would cause it to hatch and a very tiny worm would come out, newly born and very very hungry.
Guess what was its only diet? If you guessed cultivator flesh you would be right. Curiously it did not affect mortals as there was most often not enough essence in them to cause the eggs to hatch.
After the parasites stuffed themselves full of their host's flesh and essence, they would split and divide into two and the newly born worm would join its 'parent' in their endless hunger.
This would continue and propagate till the cultivator was reduced to nothing but bone which happened in a matter of hours after ingestion.
Thankfully the parasites would die in seconds with a source of fresh food and the cycle would end there.
One might think that Lucia's metallic essence and defensive powers made the situation similar to the wolves and they would be wrong in their assertion.
Void Flesh Ripper worms mimicked the cultivation level of their hosts and very quickly absorbed all their techniques and abilities to make themselves immune to their effects.
Only specialized skills or reality-breaking powers like mythic destinies could stop them.
Lucia had both.
But both her mythic abilities were around defense and sustainability with no offensive ability. This, however, made it impossible for the worms to actually kill her, only mind-breaking in their administration of pain as they ripped and tore into her inner flesh that was being near instantly regenerated by one of her mythic destinies.
The special cloth and adhesive on the other hand prevented her from using the technique that could end this torture. It, however, was on a timer as the adhesive was mystical and stopped being effective after a set period.
After all, what was the point of torture if you could resist so easily?
That was what those demonic cultivators thought when they did it to her in the guise of a random romp.
Well, those fuckers were dead and Lucia had a toy to play with when she needed a very particular itch scratched.
There was a lot of pleasure in having the entirety of her inner walls stimulated especially when it came with the enjoyable pain of having it violently ripped apart by a sea of tiny teeth.
But while the first time admittedly nearly broke her, it longer had the punch it used to. Sure it was still very fun to do when she wanted a bit of pain but lost its 'this is hell!' novelty.
Even this deviant act was doing anything that normally could calm some of her more dark urges.
She did not even think about the boring gangbangs, wall parties, frat parties, gloryholes, and all the other things which were more of a chore without those deep dark urges being fulfilled.
That was a problem for her, most things eventually became unable to meet her absurd desires regardless of how much she enjoyed it the first time. Sure they were still fun and pleasurable to do but she needed something more to satisfy her entirely.
The only thing that escaped this spiral was that super essence stored in the balls of her best friend. Regardless of how many times she had it, it was still just as pleasurable as the first time.
She was so thankful at how honorable and caring the man turned out to be, despite his obvious shortcomings. So much so, that she outright told him that she was addicted to him and all she got back was a shrug and much more importantly, acceptance.
Sadly, someone else was currently hogging her fix and the withdrawals were starting to creep in.
While she wanted to give them space to give them room to grow, she had to ask for his help.
Otherwise, she would do something stupid...