Sem*n Containers of the Wolf Clan
Warning:
This arc contains beastmen, knotting, hermaphrod*te bodies, o*gy, and extremely explicit bed scenes.
In the underground floor of a building in Beast City, the four-storey structure had half-meter thick granite walls that looked impenetrable, like a bronze wall, surrounded by silence. A sign hung above: the Sem*n Container Institute.
Ten meters close to the building, one could smell a strong scent of animal musk mixed with a peculiar scent that made one’s blood burst forth.
At its front, facial and odor recognition devices were in place to prevent people from mixing in.
Wold Admiral1This translator isn’t sure if 上将 is “admiral” or “general.” Francis passed the identity test, and the door opened in response, leading him into a dimly lit aisle.
By the time he walked through the long corridor and reached the reception room, the anxious wolf blood in Francis had already begun to heat up.
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Francis brushed aside Lyle’s outstretched hand, sat on the office chair, raised his long legs clad in military boots on the table, and crossed them.
“Francis…”
Lyle of the Fox Clan turned around on the table with some grievances. His seductive foxy eyes held a watery glow as he looked accusingly at the man on the chair.
The man in the military uniform on the chair was unmoved. “Allocator Lyle, where’s the sem*n container allocated to me? I’m on vacation for a few days. I’m going to take my sem*n container back to my residence to enjoy it…”
Hearing this, Lyle moved forward a little and reached out to hook Francis’ neck.
Francis grabbed his wrist and was stopped.
“Ah… It hurts…”
Lyle let out a moan tinged with lust. When he saw that Francis was still unresponsive, he spread his long, white, and graceful legs apart. As he separated them, Lyle couldn’t help but groan a few more times. Although the tiger that just recently came in shot in a short time, its endurance was poor, but its tiger shaft was thick and frightening that it stretched his little slit so much.
Lyle spread his legs apart and let Francis see his little honey hole that had been internally ejaculated, the abraded tiger essence on his thighs, the unique white and tender skin of the Fox Clan, and the tender red little honey hole…
“Francis… It’s so itchy here…”
Lyle’s current appearance after being rav*ed by a beast seemed to be particularly able to arouse the animal desires of men. Lyle had seen the endurance of the Wolf Clan before.
The man from the Tiger Clan who had just left not long ago had only nailed him for less than ten minutes, but in those ten minutes, the man had held him with great strength, leaving mottled bright red and obscene traces on his neck, chest, and thigh roots.
Instead of pouncing on him as Lyle had expected, Francis frowned and kicked the coquettish Lyle with his leg on the table and asked him to close his legs.
“Dear Francis, did you see that I was raped by other men… Don’t you want me anymore…”
Lyle bowed his head aggrievedly and began to cry.
“Lyle, don’t change the subject…”
Two years ago, Francis vowed to never fall for this vixen again.
Lyle did stop sobbing and instead brazenly got up and quickly sat on Francis’ lap, wrapping his arms around his neck.
Ignoring Francis’ astonishment, he kissed him by surprise.
“…!”
Francis, who finally reacted, grabbed Lyle’s wrist and pulled his hands away from the back of his neck while Lyle’s saliva remained on his face.
“Lyle, what are you doing…?”
Francis asked in a low voice and looked unpleasantly at him, who was sitting on his lap.
“Climb you…”
Lyle, who looked soft and pitiful just a moment ago, turned into a vigorous demon in a flash.
Francis frowned, resisting the urge to flip him to the ground, “Lyle, go down…”
“Don’t want…”
After Lyle finished speaking, he started to unbutton Francis’ clothes.
Four of the buttons on Francis’ chest were undone by Lyle. He saw the strong wheat-colored pectoral muscles hidden inside, and his flower hole became itchier.
“Darling Francis, you’re stronger than when I left… You know, I like strong men… I don’t know if it’s thicker here…”
Lyle groped the curve of Francis’ hard pecs, and when he was stopped, he took the opportunity to kiss Francis’ firm, thin lips again.
This seduct*ve demon was even sluttier than two years ago. Francis marveled at the brazenness of the person in his arms. When he fastened the buttons of his military uniform, he didn’t know when the zipper of his pants was opened by this evil wh*re!
“Lyle… Enough…”
Francis was woefully concerned with his top to care for his bottom and now, focused on his bottom to care for his top.
Satisfied with Francis’ flustered reaction, Lyle’s upturned and tender bottom sat on Francis’ cr*tch, using his tender flesh between his thighs, which still contained the previous man’s white turbidity, to grind Francis’ phallus that he had pulled out.
The wolves’ s*x organs were hard to begin with as there was cartilage in them. They could be inserted right in without congestion and erection.
Lyle swallowed Francis’s rod with ease.
As soon as Francis fixed a button, his went into a smooth and warm small flower hole that was tender and tight, full of slippery amorous fluids, wrapped around his own hardness, and squirming a little at a time, making wet noises— guji, guji — and sucking obliviously.
Little H**sy Lyle put his arms around his neck, holding up the erect pink fruit on his chest, wanting to swing it. His eyes half-closed, and his beautiful red lips slightly parted, moaning and panting.
“Ngh… Ha… Francis… Your shaft is so huge… Ah… Ha… So good… Darling Francis… Nail me ‘til I come, okay… Only you can hammer me ‘til I come… Oh!… Feels so good… Big… It got bigger again… Dear… You’re feeling it, too, aren’t you… It’s good inside my little h*le… Ngh, ha… Your lock knot’s swollen…”
The Wolf Clan had a special meat stick that could be inserted even before congestion, and it would congest after insertion. At this time, the bag storing yang essence at the root would double in size, and it would be stuck at the exit of the flesh h*le with no way to pull it out until the yang essence inside had been ejaculated.
It was originally a trait that evolved because of the wolves’ amazing speed of pounding and long ejaculation time, fearing that the receiver underneath their cr*tch would flee due to being unable to bear too much pleasure. Unexpectedly, it had become a deep pit for Francis at this time.
“Dear Francis… You move too… That tiger just now hammered me until my waist hurt… That tiger is so strong… If you don’t believe me, touch it…”
Lyle hugged Francis’ neck and swung his slender and plump but**cks in provocation, deliberately contracting his vag*na and sucking Francis’ massive manhood with his honey hole that contained another man’s sem*n.
Admiring Francis’ look of desperate patience, and seeing his unsteady breathing and ragged panting, Lyle satisfied himself through shrinking his honey hole harder that held the man’s colossal rod.
The man narrowed his eyes at his pinning and produced a few ragged gasps.
“Do you feel good, Francis…?”
Lyle indulged in Francis’s hulking pillar. With a slim waist and rich hips as he swayed in a lustful manner, the man appeared to want to f*ck him to death. While enjoying the soreness and fullness of the tremendous meat stick inserted in his small flower hole, Lyle freed up a hand, grabbed Francis’ large hand on his waist, and made it touch his round, upturned bum.
“Hold my bigger bu*t, f*ck it… Ungh, ah!…”
Lyle’s plump a*s was soft and tender. Francis used to rub his big a*s fiercely, spanking and hammering him at the same time. He loved to see him get pounded until his a*s waved obscenely, and he let out charming screams.
“Ngh… Ah… Francis… I like you nailing me in military uniform… Ha… Harder… Like before… F**k me with the strength that can destroy me…”
Francis grabbed his waist and but**cks angrily, and slammed his cr*tch upwards repeatedly. His mind filled with rage directed at the little wh*re.
Only after being done by one man, he couldn’t wait to swallow the second man’s shaft. If it hadn’t been himself that had just come in, but some other beastman, this little h**sy would probably have let the other men pound him, too, wouldn’t he?
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Omggg I was a little confused when the chapter started but damn so intense! I thought you would translate a full pure Yang arc since you do want a pre Yang arc, but I’ll take this with gratitude (n˘v˘•)Thanks for the chapter!!! ヾ(＠゜▽゜＠）ノ
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I have a question, are the scrambled text actual content? Because is it just me but there seems to be content something missing before Francis sat on the chair…?
Oh my, you shouldn’t be seeing that (it’s a defense mechanism against aggregators). Try clearing your cache in Second Life Translations’ site and reloading this chapter (or you could visit the site I created, this chapter is posted there uncensored). BTW, I indeed wanted a pure yang MC, but most readers wanted this wolf arc. *cries*
… yeah, who could have chose this one.. definitely not me (〃ﾟ3ﾟ〃)
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Thanks for the chapter!
As always, you’re welcome! ❤️
Um…excuse me forgive me for asking but how do you erase site cache?
Also thank you for the chapter
I personally use Google Chrome app. I tap on the 3 dots on the upper right > Settings > Site settings > All sites > [looks for] secondlifetranslations.com [using search bar] > Clear & Reset.
Oh thank you very much
Apologies i followed your instructions but i seems that the words are still scrambled am i doing something wrong?
Hi! It’s suggested to Google search how to erase the cache of the device you’re using. If it still doesn’t work, then I can only suggest that you use another browser.
OMG KRIS XIAN I LOVE YOU. TAKE MY HEART! ♡(> ਊ <)♡. Thank you all so much for the chapter~ 💕
❤️ヾ(´ ▽｀;)ゝ Thank you for your heart. Now, kindly proceed to read “No One Saved Me,” so I can break, shatter, and pierce your heart there. Bwahahahaha~!