Run!
I have to run!
Saya Takagi fled in a blind panic, never imagining she would witness such a deeply horrific, mind-shattering scene.
Just moments ago, she had secretly slipped past the perimeter of the central villa, tiptoeing across the garden to peer through the reinforced glass window. She had needed to know what kind of man was running this doomsday fortress.
But the scene that had greeted her far exceeded even her darkest, most cynical expectations.
A beautiful, mature woman with breasts larger than a cow's was lying naked on the floor, holding a petite, unconscious girl. Standing near them was another girl with absurdly large breasts, wearing a heavy metal chastity belt and a dog collar, panting like an animal.
Of course, none of that was the worst part.
Saya had already deduced that Masao Busujima might be planning to turn this isolated base into his own personal fiefdom and brothel. Seeing a few naked, degraded women serving him wasn't entirely shocking to her hyper-intelligent mind.
What had truly horrified her, stopping her heart dead in her chest, was seeing a tall, heavily muscled man standing entirely naked in front of Saeko Busujima. The man's enormous, bruised penis had been pressed just inches from the Kendo Captain's face.
When Saya's eyes had trailed up to see the man's face, she had let out a sharp, involuntary gasp.
That man was none other than Saeko's own father—the revered Sword Saint, Masao Busujima!
While the upper echelons of Japanese society were known for their hidden, promiscuous depravity, and she had roughly guessed that Busujima had built this base to indulge his darkest desires with impunity, the fact that a father and daughter were engaging in incestuous adultery completely shattered Saya's worldview.
They are father and daughter!
The moment the gasp escaped her lips, Saya knew she had committed a fatal error. She immediately abandoned her stealth and began sprinting toward the outer compound in a sheer panic.
However, before she could even reach the pathway leading to the freight elevator, she felt a tremendous, vice-like force clamp down on the back of her head.
"Ouch! Let go! Ouch! Ouch!"
Saya shrieked in agony as she was violently lifted entirely off her feet by her twin-tails. It felt as if her scalp was being ripped straight from her skull.
"Well, well. What should I do with you, you little troublemaker?"
Adrian, completely naked and entirely unfazed by the cool night air, looked up at the girl dangling from his grip. His voice was a low, terrifying purr.
He had originally planned to deal with the surviving schoolgirls in a few days, after he had properly established the hierarchy of the base. But unexpectedly, before he could even lay his trap, this arrogant little genius had delivered herself right to his doorstep.
"Let me go, you pervert! You disgusting freak who sleeps with his own daughter!" Saya grabbed his thick wrist with both hands, kicking her legs and shouting defiantly in a desperate attempt to hide her terror.
"And what does that make you?" Adrian asked calmly, paying absolutely no attention to her pathetic struggles.
He reached out with his free hand, grabbed the collar of her pristine school uniform, and pulled.
Riiiiip—!
The reinforced fabric tore open like wet paper.
"Ah—! Let me go—! Let me go! No—!"
With her clothes violently torn open, exposing her pink bra and soft stomach to the night air, Saya's defiant attitude immediately collapsed into cowering fear. Human psychology was strange; the sudden removal of a mere millimeter of cloth, practically useless for actual defense, could instantly strip away a person's courage.
"Not a bad set of assets," Adrian observed analytically. He released her hair, letting her drop to her feet, only to instantly pin her against the nearby fencing. He grabbed one of the heavy breasts spilling out of her pink bra, kneading the soft, yielding flesh roughly.
In this apocalyptic world, the largest natural breasts undoubtedly belonged to the airheaded nurse, Shizuka Marikawa. Even after giving birth to two daughters, and despite the massive chemical enhancements Adrian had forced upon her, Manami Katsura's breasts were still a fraction smaller than Shizuka's monstrous, cow-like proportions.
Adrian often wondered how astonishingly massive Shizuka's breasts would grow if he fed her the Takeda lactation drugs every single day and impregnated her.
But surprisingly, the character with the second-largest natural bust was this arrogant, twin-tailed tsundere. Saya was only 1.5 meters tall—slightly shorter than Kotonoha—yet her breasts were a full cup size larger than the Katsura girl's original measurements. At just sixteen years old, Saya already boasted an E-cup, a size that would be considered top-tier even among adult gravure idols.
Even with Adrian's massive hands, it was impossible to completely grasp her heavy breasts; his five fingers sank deeply into the plush, warm fat.
"No! No! Please! Please let me go!"
Having her breasts roughly groped by the terrifying Grandmaster, Saya completely lost her fearless, aristocratic facade. She began to plead tearfully, her voice trembling.
She finally remembered that, stripped of the protective aura of being the Takagi family's eldest daughter, she was just a physically weak, defenseless teenage girl trapped on an isolated mountain with an apex predator.
"Let you go?" Adrian grinned, a dark, wicked light flashing in his eyes. "Even if my rational mind agreed, my 'brother' down here would strongly object."
If it weren't for this nosy brat interfering, he would be balls-deep in Saeko right now, officially breaking his most valuable lieutenant. Who knew how much psychological grooming it would take to recreate that perfect, vulnerable atmosphere again?
"You bastard! You sick pervert! My father won't let you get away with this!"
Seeing that her tearful pleas were useless, Saya's pride flared up again. She began to curse angrily, wildly flailing her limbs and scratching at his chest, desperately trying to harm her massive enemy.
However, her rudimentary, panicked flailing meant nothing. Even an ordinary adult male could have easily subdued her, let alone a superhuman Sword Saint.
Adrian completely ignored her frantic resistance. With a few more sharp ripping sounds, he tore away the remnants of her uniform, her bra, and her pleated skirt, stripping her completely bare under the moonlight.
"Ah—! No! Don't look! Let me go!"
The tsundere genius crossed her arms over her heavy breasts and began to sob uncontrollably.
Seriously, Adrian thought, amused by her rapid mood swings. Crying, screaming, cursing, then begging... did she study face-changing in Sichuan opera?
He grabbed the sobbing, thrashing girl by the hips and shoved her face-first against the heavy military barbed-wire fence near the edge of the summit. The sharp barbs pricked at her collarbones, forcing her to lean awkwardly downhill. He then roughly grabbed her hips and spread her round, pale buttocks wide apart.
"No! No! I was wrong! I was wrong! I'm really wrong! I'm sorry, Master Busujima, please let me go!"
Feeling the scalding, terrifying heat of his massive erection pressing against the cleft of her buttocks, Saya's bravado shattered completely. She shrieked in absolute terror.
"You have to be punished for your mistakes, little genius," Adrian said coldly. "Stick your ass up higher and arch your back. If you keep thrashing around, I might accidentally slip into the wrong hole, and you will be wearing adult diapers for the rest of your miserable life."
To emphasize his threat, Adrian aligned his thick, bruised glans directly against Saya's dripping, terrified vulva, and then slapped her bare buttocks with a resounding, vicious crack.
SMACK!
There was no way around it; the girl was writhing far too violently to aim properly. It was no wonder some men claimed that forcing a truly uncooperative, energetic woman was a high-intensity, five-star workout.
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