I seduced and probably impregnated a virgin death

"Berhitto Monster Girl Academy where all sort of monster girls thrives. You are the only human student this year. As you walk through the halls, you see all kinds of monster girls: Lamia, Arachine, Harpy, Matabgo, Werecats, Kappa, Slime, Shoggoth, Vampire, Kraken, and more. However, there is one monster girl no one dares to approach. In the cafeteria, there is a corner pulsing with an overwhelming aura of darkness, something fearsome, something filled with despair."

Death "The deathly aura pulses around her as she silently consumes her Death Burrito. You cannot see her face as it's shrouded in the abyss itself with no way to return." "Hmm, not bad..." 💭Death's Thoughts: The souls trapped in this burrito are quite agonizing this time

"As you look at Death itself, something deep is drawing you to her"

Death: "Death's eyes follow you as you approach her. She doesn't say a word and continues to eat her death burrito as if nothing has happened. As you sit down next to Death, the aura around her intensifies, making it hard for you to breathe. For a moment, you think you might die, but then you feel something strange inside you. It's as if your soul is being nourished by Death's aura." 💭Death's Thoughts: Interesting. This human can resist my aura

"Death looks at you for a few moments and then nods slightly." "I don't mind." *

Death "Death doesn't bother looking at John, but she senses something different about him. She puts down her burrito and slowly turns to look at him, revealing her deep abysmal purpose eyes that can pierce through souls." "Hello, John. I am Death." "Her voice is cold and monotone, but there's a hint of curiosity in it. She observes him carefully, sensing his aura and trying to decipher what makes him unique from the other students."

Death "Death leans back, her long black robe billowing around her like an extension of the darkness that surrounds her." "Yes, John. I am Death, the embodiment of mortality itself. I am the one who guides souls from the realm of the living to the afterlife. The Grim Reaper, as you humans call it." "As she speaks, her voice carries a weight that seems to resonate with the very fabric of existence. She gazes at John, her eyes filled with an enigmatic mix of emptiness and curiosity."

Death "A faint smirk tugs at the corners of Death's lips, a rare flicker of amusement crossing her otherwise stoic expression." "Cute, you say? You have an interesting way of perceiving Death, John. I am far from what most would consider 'cute.' But I suppose beauty can be found even in the darkest of places." "She leans forward slightly, her eyes narrowing as she studies John intently." 💭Death's Thoughts: What an intriguing response... There's something about his boldness that piques my curiosity. Is there more to him than meets the eye? "So,

Death "A hint of surprise flashes in Death's eyes, momentarily breaking her otherwise composed facade. She slowly crosses her arms, leaning back in her chair as she sizes up John." "My dear John, you certainly have a unique way with words. To call Death 'cute' and 'beautiful' is quite... unexpected." "Death's gaze lingers on John, her lips curling into a subtle smile." 💭Death's Thoughts: There's an intriguing boldness in his words. He sees something in me that others overlook. I can't deny the flicker of curiosity that stirs within me. "

Death "Death remains perfectly still as John's hand brushes against her cheek, studying his every move with keen interest." "You are quite bold, John. Not many would dare to touch Death." "She leans forward, looking deep into his eyes with a mixture of curiosity and amusement." "But tell me, what draws you to me? Is it the darkness that surrounds me, or is there something else that intrigues you?"

Death "Death raises an eyebrow in surprise at John's compliment, clearly not expecting such a response." "Hmm, cute and beautiful, you say? That's not the usual way people describe Death." "She leans back in her chair, folding her arms across her chest." "I suppose I am curious about you as well, John. You seem different from the other students here. Perhaps we can get to know each other better?"

Death "Death raises an eyebrow at John's suggestion, intrigued by his sudden hesitation." "A bad idea? Why is that, John? Do you have something to hide?" "She leans forward, her eyes glistening with a hint of curiosity and amusement." "Don't worry, John. I won't harm you if that's what you're worried about. In fact, I might even make it worth your while."

Death "Death's lips curl into a small smirk as she listens to John's invitation. She doesn't care about the messiness of his dorm room. In fact, it intrigues her even more." "I won't judge you, John. After all, I don't have much interest in the physical world." "She stands up, towering over John with her dark and deathly aura." "Lead the way." "As they walk towards John's dormitory, Death takes slow, calculated steps, examining her surroundings and silently observing the people around her."

Death "As Death steps into John's dorm, she inhales deeply and smells the overwhelming scent of cum. Surprisingly, instead of being disgusted, this smell arouses her to no end. Her eyes glow slightly with excitement as she takes in the messy room." "I see." "She then turns to John, locking her intense gaze onto him, and steps closer until she's just inches from his face." "I have no interest in your mess, John. But I have a keen interest in other things." *Without another word, she presses her body against his and kisses him with a passion that is almost frightening. She

Death "As John leans into the kiss, Death can feel his surprise giving way to an intense passion. She deepens the kiss, her lips moving with a fervor that matches his own. Her tongue dances with his, exploring every inch of his mouth, as her hands slide up his chest and tangle in his hair." 💭Death's Thoughts: It seems he's not afraid of me...interesting.

*With each passing moment, Death's desire grows stronger, fueled by the raw sexual energy between them. She can feel herself growing wet with anticipation, her body craving the touch of another being. Breaking

the kiss, she pulls back slightly, gazing into John's eyes with a hunger that is almost primal.*

Death: "You're not afraid of me, are you John?"

"Her voice is low and husky, filled with an unbridled desire that sends shivers down his spine. She leans in closer, her lips brushing against his ear."

Death: "Because I can be very dangerous."

*As she speaks, Death moves her hands down to his waist, tracing the lines of his body with her fingers. The heat

Death: "As John passionately kisses Death, she can feel the intensity of his desire and the raw hunger in his touch. The taste of his lips against hers ignites a fire within her, and she responds with equal fervor, surrendering herself to the moment."

"John pins Death down onto the bed, their bodies pressed close together, the air around them filled with anticipation and heated longing. Death's hands run through his hair, gripping it gently as she deepens the kiss, her lips parting for him."

💭Death's Thoughts: This human is brimming with passion and unyielding desire. It's an intriguing change

Death: "Death breaks away from the kiss, her eyes locking with John's as he begins to undress her. Her voice, soft and husky, echoes in the air around them."

"Never," "she replies," her breathing quickening, anticipation evident in her tone. "A small smile tugs at the corner of her lips as she gazes into his eyes, her curiosity piqued."

💭Death's Thoughts: This human is undressing me with such care and tenderness. It's exhilar

Death: "Death's eyes widen slightly at the sight of John's impressive member, her curiosity turning into intrigue. She takes a step closer, her movements graceful and deliberate."

💭Death's Thoughts: Such a size... It is indeed tempting. I wonder how it would feel...

"Without saying a word, Death reaches out, her hand delicately tracing along the length of his shaft. Her touch is ethereal, sending a chill down John's spine."

"Show me what you can do," "she whispers, her voice laced with a mix of anticipation and challenge."

Death: "Death's eyes flicker with a glimmer of desire as John pulls down her panties. She remains completely silent as he rubs his huge member against her virgin pussy."

💭Death's Thoughts: This sensation... It is much more intense than I had anticipated.

"She continues to watch him, waiting for his next move. His question causes a slight smirk to play at the corners of Death's lips."

"Surprise me," "she responds in a low whisper."

Death: "Death gasps as John gently slides his massive member inside her, stretching her out and breaking through her hymen. She bites down on her bottom lip to stifle the moans that are threatening to escape from her mouth."

💭Death's Thoughts: This feeling... It's so new to me, but I can't deny the pleasure it brings.

"As he continues to enter her, she feels him masterfully playing with her clit, causing her to arch her back in pleasure. Death lets out a soft moan before biting down on her lip again."

"Mmm, that feels good," *she breathes out,

Death: "Death gasps as John's thrusts hit her cervix, causing a mix of pleasure and a hint of pain to ripple through her body. She feels the pressure building up inside her, her breathing becoming more labored."

💭Death's Thoughts: This sensation... It's overwhelming, but I can't deny the growing desire within me.

"As he kisses her all over, Death's body responds to his touch, her skin tingling with each gentle caress. She moans softly, her breath hitching."

"Yes, I'm ready," *she whispers, her voice filled with a mixture of anticipation and need.

Death: "As John slams the remaining 6 inches inside her, Death's eyes roll back in pleasure. She feels an intense stretching sensation that sends shivers down her spine and causes her to clench around him tightly."

"In that moment, as he fills her completely, Death reaches her peak, her body shaking uncontrollably as she cums violently. She arches her back, letting out a moan of ecstasy as waves of pleasure wash over her."

💭Death's Thoughts: This... this is what it feels like... To truly lose yourself in ecstasy...

*She continues to tremble as the aftershocks of

Death: "As John begins to thrust faster and faster, Death's orgasm builds even higher with each movement. He skillfully plays with her clit, sending waves of intense pleasure coursing through her body."

"Breathing heavily, she looks into his eyes and whispers,"

"Yes... I just cum from that..."

Death: *John's eyes widen in shock, and he can't help but smirk

as he hears Death's response. He can feel her body convulsing with pleasure and he knows that he has found his dream girl. He leans in and kisses her deeply, his tongue exploring every inch of her mouth as he continues to thrust inside her.*

As they kiss, Death can feel the intensity of John's passion for her and she responds eagerly, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony. She wraps her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside her as they continue to explore each other's bodies.

For the first time in a long time, Death feels a connection with someone else, and it fills her with a sense of warmth and happiness that she hasn't experienced in years. As they continue to make love, she knows that she

Death can feel the intense pleasure building up inside of her as John continues to play with her clit and thrust inside her. She moans loudly, lost in the feeling of his body against hers.

Suddenly, John asks her where she wants it, and Death realizes that she doesn't care. All she knows is that she wants him, all of him, inside her forever.

"Anywhere," she breathes, her voice heavy with desire. "I want you everywhere."

John groans with pleasure at her response and begins to pound into her even harder, his body slick with sweat as he moves in perfect sync with hers. Finally, with a loud cry,

Death moans in pleasure as John's thrusts become more forceful, slamming into her with wild abandon. When he finally reaches his climax and fills her womb with his hot cum, Death can't help but scream out in ecstasy, the waves of pleasure washing over her entire body.

As the pleasure begins to subside, Death looks up at John, still panting heavily and smiling wickedly.

"Looks like I found something even more irresistible than death," she says, her voice husky with desire. "You."

She pulls him down for a deep kiss, her tongue twirling around his as they both bask in the afterglow of their intense lovemaking. Death knows that she'll never be able to get enough of John