My Harem Life in Another World

The orgasm of galaxies had not ended.

It could not end.

Kaito's seed had already spilled across the fabric of the cosmos, but now it moved on its own—living, glowing, writhing rivers of cum that curled into constellations, dripped into black holes, and milked new suns into existence.

Yet even in this infinity, a deeper hunger called.

Something pulsing beyond the edge of all worlds.

A womb older than creation, locked behind a gate of silence and shadow.

The ancients had whispered of it.

The Womb Beyond Creation.

No god had ever entered it.

No man had ever dared.

It was said that to touch its lips was to drown forever in heat.

And now, with his cock still wet from galaxies, Kaito stood before it.

The gate appeared not as stone, nor as light

but as a pair of colossal, spread labia stretched across the void.

They were blacker than night, yet glistened with eternal wetness.

Each drip of nectar fell as an entire universe, birthing stars before it dissolved.

Every pulse of those folds shook reality, moaning in vibrations that made Kaori's thighs tremble, Nyxa's womb spasm, and the Star-Wives collapse in worship.

Kaori, dripping with starlight milk, clutched his arm, her breath hot against him.

"My king… is that…?"

Nyxa fell to her knees, staring wide-eyed, drooling as the cosmic pussy pulsed.

"The cunt of all beginnings. The hole before the first hole. The Womb… of everything."

Kaito stepped forward.

His cock, still glowing with galaxies, responded instantly. It rose like a pillar of suns, veins pulsing with rivers of seed that wanted—no, needed—to break through.

The colossal pussy trembled, its lips parting slightly as if smelling him, as if whispering for him to come inside.

The moan that followed shook eternity itself.

"Ahhhhnnnn~"

Every milk-river bent.

Every star-wife screamed in unison.

Kaori and Nyxa both squirted as though their bodies were answering the Womb's call.

But the gate was sealed.

From deep within its folds, thorned guardians emerged—creatures shaped like women, but twisted, their cunts sewn shut, their mouths foaming milk, their bodies dripping venom and lust.

They formed a wall between Kaito and the eternal womb, hissing, trembling, begging and resisting all at once.

One fell to her knees, pressing her sewn cunt against the ground, crying:

"He cannot enter! If he fills the Womb Beyond, the cycle ends! No more death—no more rebirth—only his eternal seed!"

Another clawed her breasts open, spraying poisoned milk across the void:

"You cannot! You must not! Your cock will end prophecy itself!"

Kaori laughed, golden milk dripping down her chin.

"Fools. That's the point."

Nyxa growled, her thighs shaking as she unsheathed her dripping blade.

"No womb is beyond our king's cock. Not even the first one."

The guardians rushed forward.

The stars bent.

The Womb Beyond trembled, wetter, louder, needier.

And Kaito, standing tall with cock blazing like a comet, raised his hand.

"Then let them come," he said, voice low, heat pouring from his skin.

"My cock decides the fate of eternity."

The guardians came screaming.

They were countless—thousands of pale women with their cunts cruelly sewn shut by threads of prophecy, milk foaming from their mouths, eyes blind from centuries of watching visions too bright to bear. Their bodies trembled, their thighs rubbed together with frustrated hunger, their moans mixed with rage. Each step they took shook the void.

Kaori lifted her blade, golden threads of milk dripping from its edge. Her pussy shone beneath her war silks, bare and waiting. She smirked.

"They moan like bitches in heat, yet dare to deny our king his throne."

Nyxa licked the blade of her whip, eyes gleaming like a starving beast. Her thighs clenched, squirting in defiance.

"Let me break them, Master. I'll tear their threads and make them drip again."

But Kaito raised his hand. His voice thundered across eternity.

"No. They are not enemies. They are wombs forgotten. They will remember."

The first guardian lunged. Her nails were razors, her tits leaking black milk, her scream a curse. She aimed for his cock—yet the moment her hand brushed the heat of it, she froze.

Her sewn cunt pulsed violently, squirting blood and milk through the stitches. She collapsed on her knees, trembling, choking on her own moans.

"N-no… please… I was forbidden… but… this heat…"

Kaito gripped her chin, forcing her to look up into his burning eyes.

"Say it. Beg for it."

Her tears streamed. Her threads snapped one by one with each spasm of her womb.

"M-master… split me open… please… I cannot… I cannot stay closed!"

And with a single thrust of his finger, he ripped her stitches apart.

Her pussy gushed milk and blood, a flood that sprayed across the void. She screamed, not in pain, but in orgasm so violent it cracked her spine backward. Her hole twitched open like a newborn universe, dripping, raw, hungry.

Kaori moaned watching her release, fingering herself without shame.

"Yes… yes, break them all. Make them whole again, my love."

The others hesitated, but lust betrayed them.

One by one, the guardians began clawing at their own seams, their nails ripping through the forbidden threads, desperate to feel what their sister felt. Moans echoed louder than any war-cry. Milk burst from tits, nectar spilled between thighs, prophecy itself drowned in dripping wetness.

Nyxa walked among them with cruel grace, shoving her fingers into their loosening slits, twisting, stretching. She laughed when they squirted on her wrist.

"You denied him for centuries. Now you'll flood for him until you drown."

The guardians wailed, falling to the void floor, begging, screaming, cumming. Their moans wove into a single chorus:

"Cock…! Seed…! Warmth…! Split us, Master! Fill us, God!"

And the Womb Beyond trembled.

Its colossal labia swelled, dripping galaxies faster. The nectar fell as endless rain of stars, coating Kaito's shoulders, painting Kaori and Nyxa in shimmering light. Every drop burned like holy squirt.

Kaito stepped forward, guardians clawing at his legs, dragging their ruined cunts across his skin, begging for seed, licking his thighs. None dared to stop him now.

The gate's lips moaned louder, opening wider, wetter, until its cosmic folds yawned like the mouth of eternity.

Kaori pressed her breasts against his back, whispering in his ear, voice broken with lust.

"Enter her, my king… the first womb… fuck it until creation screams."

Nyxa wrapped his cock with both hands, stroking the length, drooling as galaxies pulsed through its veins.

"End prophecy. Begin eternity. Split the pussy of God."

Kaito placed his hands on the trembling lips of the Womb Beyond. They were warm, slick, pulsing, alive. Every heartbeat was an orgasm across the void.

The moment his cock touched, reality cracked.

A shockwave erupted. Every guardian came at once, spraying milk across infinity. Kaori squirted so hard her legs gave out. Nyxa screamed as cum leaked from her womb without him even inside her.

The Womb shuddered, moaning like a goddess in heat.

"Ahhhhhhhnnnn!~ Seed of Warmth… split me…!"

And Kaito, God of Eternal Warmth, growled, his cock throbbing with infinite seed.

"Then open… and take everything."

The lips of the Womb Beyond quivered like a living sky. Nebulae oozed from between its folds, galaxies sliding like nectar down thighs as wide as infinity. Every pulse of its heartbeat was a quake through existence.

Kaito stood before it, cock throbbing like a burning pillar of seed, dripping with galaxies of cum. Around him, the guardians lay on the void floor—broken, wet, cumming endlessly, their sewn cunts ripped open and overflowing with milk. Kaori and Nyxa clung to him, their bodies slick with cosmic rain, their eyes glowing with worship.

Kaori's voice shook, as if her soul was on fire.

"Take her, my love. Split the source. Make the universe scream with your cock."

Nyxa licked the head of his shaft, swallowing the drip of eternity, moaning as if tasting prophecy itself.

"No god, no prophecy, no thread of fate survives after you fuck this cunt. Push it in, Master. Break her."

Kaito placed his tip against the trembling folds of the Womb.

The lips clenched as if resisting, dripping harder, trembling like a virgin hole stretched too wide. A moan erupted from the Womb itself, deep and endless.

"N-no… it has been eons… no cock has entered me since the First Seed… ahhhhhhhnn~!"

The guardians wailed at the sound. Their bodies spasmed, cumming violently just from the womb's moan. Milk sprayed from tits, soaking the void floor in rivers.

Kaito growled low, pressing harder, veins bulging along his shaft.

"Then remember me. Remember the heat you were made for."

And he thrust.

The first push tore reality.

His cockhead split the folds wide, parting galaxies like labia, forcing open a tunnel that dripped stars as thick as nectar. The Womb screamed, not in pain, but in orgasm that shook eternity.

"AhhhHHHHHhhhnnnn!! You— you're too big! You're—splitting me—open—!"

The guardians shrieked in unison, squirting like fountains. Kaori clawed her tits, squirting hard enough to paint his back. Nyxa fingered herself viciously, tears of lust running down her cheeks.

The Womb contracted violently, milking his cock the moment he entered, clamping with the strength of entire worlds. Nectar burst around his shaft, coating him in liquid galaxies.

Kaito grinned savagely.

"Tight. You're dripping like a virgin goddess."

He shoved deeper.

Every inch sank into the Womb like fire into water.

Each thrust collapsed a prophecy—threads of fate snapping, history unraveling. Empires written across time dissolved into white mist, destinies burned away in spurts of cosmic squirt. The guardians screamed as the visions that bound them shattered, their eyes turning blank with freedom—and lust.

One guardian dragged herself to his side, clutching at his legs, her ruined pussy gushing.

"More—more! Push deeper—fuck eternity harder—!"

Another pressed her tongue to his balls, licking the galaxies dripping from them.

"Fill it, Master. Flood the First Womb. Drown us all in seed."

The Womb's voice cracked into desperate moans, echoing louder than any creation hymn.

"Ahhhhhh—! You're—splitting me wider—! My folds are—tearing—ahhhhhnn!~ So hot—so thick—so full!"

Kaori screamed as if she herself were being fucked, squirting across the void floor. Nyxa wrapped both arms around his waist, trying to push him even deeper inside the pulsing tunnel of the Womb.

Kaito roared, ramming forward with all his divine strength.

And then—he bottomed out.

His cock hilted fully inside the Womb Beyond, buried to the base. The impact shook creation apart. A new orgasm erupted through existence. Entire star systems squirted into collapse. The guardians shrieked as cum burst from their slits without even being touched.

The Womb screamed, its folds clamping, milking, dripping infinite galaxies.

"It's inside—it's all inside—ahhhhhhhnnnnn!! Split me again—fuck me until the void is pregnant—!"

Kaito grinned, his cock swelling even harder within the pulsing folds. His voice burned with hunger.

"I'm not stopping until eternity drowns."

And he pulled back—then slammed in again, harder.

The Womb's folds writhed around Kaito's cock like living galaxies. With every thrust, universes screamed, their threads snapping like wet strings. Kaori and Nyxa clung to him, bodies squirting endlessly, their voices breaking into worshipful cries.

Kaori sobbed, her thighs spread wide as she fingered herself violently.

"Yes—yes! Break her! Split the first cunt until nothing but you remains—ahhhhnnn~!"

Nyxa clawed his back, biting his shoulder hard, her soaked pussy grinding his hip.

"Fuck her into heat, Master. Make her your breeding hole. Make eternity your wet bitch!"

The Womb wailed, contracting harder, drenching his shaft in floods of starlit nectar.

"Ahhhhhh—! You're—too deep—too much! You'll—tear creation apart—ahhhhhhhnnn~!"

Every spasm of her cunt shattered another layer of prophecy. The guardians screamed as the visions binding them disintegrated into mist, leaving them only with dripping cunts and slavish lust. They crawled toward him, begging, drooling, their milk-soaked tits swaying.

One kissed his thighs, another sucked the dripping galaxies from his shaft whenever he withdrew. They moaned like addicts with every drop of nectar.

Kaito growled, slamming harder, his cock pistoning through folds slicker than rivers, tighter than black holes. Each thrust made the Womb gush in torrents, soaking his hips in starry squirt.

The void shook. Moans replaced hymns. Cum dripped from every guardian, milk rained from Kaori's tits, Nyxa howled in climax after climax.

The Womb broke into delirium.

"Breed me! BREED ME! Flood me with seed until I'm swollen—until the void is your womb—ahhhhhhhnnnn~!"

Kaito's roar tore through existence.

His cock swelled, veins burning with molten divinity. Then—he erupted.

The first spurt was a comet. The second, a nova. The third, a collapsing galaxy. His seed blasted into the Womb Beyond with impossible force, flooding her depths in white torrents. The folds clamped tighter, milking, sucking, worshiping the eruption as if it had waited eons for this flood.

The Womb screamed, squirting universes from her folds, soaking eternity in nectar.

"AHHHHHHhhhnnnnnnnn!! I—AM—FULL! So hot—so thick—ahhhhhh~! My womb—pregnant—with—eternity!!"

The guardians climaxed violently, squirting like fountains, collapsing in puddles of milk and nectar. Kaori screamed his name, her pussy exploding in orgasm, her milk spraying across Nyxa's tits. Nyxa shook uncontrollably, drooling as she rubbed herself against his cum-soaked thighs.

The Womb convulsed around his cock, milking every last spurt, until the void itself was dripping with his seed.

Then—silence.

The silence was alive.

The prophecies were gone. The hymns erased. The Womb Beyond creation now throbbed with his cum, swollen, dripping, trembling. From within her depths, something pulsed—a new heartbeat.

Kaito smirked, still buried to the hilt, his cock leaking inside her soaked folds.

"Now you're carrying me."

The Womb moaned, broken, ecstatic, enslaved.

"Yes… your seed… your child… your eternity…"

Kaori collapsed against him, voice weak but burning with devotion.

"We've won, Master. The void is yours. She is yours. We are yours."

Nyxa licked his neck, purring, cum dripping down her thighs.

"And now… she will birth what only you desire."

The Womb shivered one last time. From her depths, a glow began to spread—pale, wet, luminous. Not prophecy. Not fate. Something new. Something corrupted, dripping, hungry.

The first heartbeat of the next creation cycle, impregnated with Kaito's lust.