Netori: Stealing The Hero's Party!

Either way, letting himself be lost in the body of another man's woman while his clone kept squeezing into Gara to make him choke out his organs, Raven sat on Ophelia's back and made out with her in the sloppiest and saliva-drenching way possible.

His lust was drooling down Ophelia's exposed cleavage and Gara was forced to watch it happen in front of him. Her nipples were being fondled by another man than him and the crowd of women of his clan were cheering his enemy to breed his race out of existence.

'UGHHHHH!!! HELP ME! HELP YOU YOU BITCH!' Calling out to the nun he desperately wanted her to respond and help him get out of the sticky situation, but when that didn't work, he decided to instead berate his own wife.

"YOU FUCKING WHORE GET AWAY FROM THAT FUCKER!" However, with a quick sideways glance at her husband before turning her eyes back at Raven, Ophelia continued to lick Raven's lips and clean up the mess of their saliva down his chin–and although it may have been her because of her mind being altered, to Gara it seemed like an active act of rebellion by his wife. "AGHHHHHH! I'll KILL YOU!

I SHOULD'VE KILLED YOU LAST NIGHTT ALONG WITH THESE WHORES!!!"

As he began to struggle even more, the clone was being overpowered but then came help from someone the king thought to be long dead. Emerging from Raven's bracelet was Archne the queen of Arachnes, who seemed far too interested in seeing the centaurian king dead.

"WHAT?!" Her looming shadow alone had the king shocked to his core, however, his surprise only grew when she slammed one of her sharp spider legs right through his body. At first, the armor held its own, but under the weight of a titan as big as a city, it eventually gave in. "GARHHAGHHH! UGHHH!"

Puncturing a hole through his body, Arche pulled him up with her ocean-blue fingers and brought his twitching body close to her many eyes ten times the size of him. Staring at him with a devious smile, she cackled with the sounds of a thousand spiders crittering around in her mouth.

"You thought I had died you sleazy fuck?" Laughing in the face of the king, she opened her mouth wide revealing her three-sided pincers with more density of teeth than the amount of hair on her head. "But, will it be too merciful to swallow you whole?"

Pinching his head with a smirk, Arche pulled on it hard until it was plucked from his shoulders. Even so, the king both thrashed about and his head still seemed conscious of pain as well as its surroundings.

"WH-WHAT DID YOU DO?!" Ignoring his squeamish speech, Arche turned his head towards Raven so he could watch his wife being fucked by another man in his last moment. And to make matters worse, the mage pulled out the potion of enlargement and emptied its contents in his mouth.

Sharing the potion with Ophelia through a kiss, he not only grew in size himself but also made the queen as large as the coliseum. However, since Arche was even larger, Raven pulled her back into the bracelet so the fallen head of Gara could get a good look at him banging his wife from under them.

"I should've brought an umbrella…" Seeing where things were headed with two giants ready to fuck above them, Linkle decided to take her leave before love began raining down on them.

Amedith decided to do the same with Liliyana but instead of getting out of the stadium, they headed off to free the slaves instead.

As for the rest, Helga was already sipping on a bottle that she'd brought in for a show, while the others bit their lips wishing they were in Ophelia's shoes instead especially since the body of their man was laid bare in front of them as his clothes have been torn off during his enlargement.

Slipping off of Ophelia's back, the shadow of his massive cock towered over everyone, and the centaurian especially were all lusting to see that monster fuck their queen like a true slut.

"NOOOO! GET AWAY FROM HERRRR!!!" To the screams of her near-dead husband, Raven finally rammed his dick deep into Opehelia's steaming hot pussy. Like a throbbing heart, her insides grabbed hold of Raven as her flesh pulses around him rhythmically.

"Ahhhh! F-fuck~" Moaned the queen of centaurians, her eyes rolled upwards and her lips curved in a suggestive smile–one that reflected the joys of all that she had unburdened in the face of her new man. "I-it's so hot, I…"

Her breath steaming up clouds, she couldn't put mind-numbing sensation into words for once in her life, she was with a man who didn't care just about his own pleasure.

"Say it!" Grabbing her hands from all the way back, Raven pulled his hips back and thrust into her pussy hard enough to make the smacking of their flesh like a whip going off. "Say it and tell your husband all about it!"

"Y-YES! AGHHHH! MHNMMM! FUCCKKK~" Still feeling her insides rippling with erogenous joy, Ophelia shifted her gaze to look at her dying husband's eyes. "I-IT FEELS SO MUCH BETTER THAN ALL THOSE TIMES I FAKED AN ORGASM WITH YOU, YOU SELFISH MONSTER!"

Blinded by the rampant smack of Raven's balls against her pussy, Ophelia's upper forelegs raised up on their own, and down they came on the horrified eyes of her husband. Crushing his skull to bits, the queen felt ecstasy tingling through every muscle and showed her husband's grave with her love juices–something he never managed to pump out from her himself.

"FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCKKK MEEEE!!!" Those were the words of mourning–no rather moaning Gara's wife uttered as eulogy to his death.