Chapter 1108. Her Menopause Got Overridden, And So... She’s Pregnant With My Child**

Chapter 1108: 1108. Her Menopause Got Overridden, And So... She’s Pregnant With My Child**

"Not a single drop left..." Rex growled, his voice a guttural rasp that vibrated through her entire frame. "I’m putting it ALL in!"

"Every last bit of my power, every drop of my seed, into your pathetic, ruined body!"

With a primal roar, he drove himself forward with a final, devastating lunge that seemed to penetrate deeper than bone itself. He wasn’t just thrusting anymore; he was trying to merge with her.

His hips slammed against her ass with a sound like wet thunder—THWACK!—and his cock buried itself so deep that his pelvis fused against her ass cheeks.

[READY TO BE FERTILIZED]

’Oh! There it is...!’

SQUELCH... GULP... SPLURRRRRT!

The final emptying began. It was a prolonged, agonizingly intense release where Rex’s entire essence seemed to pour out of him in waves.

He groaned with a sound of pure, unadulterated ecstasy, "HNNNNGGGHHHH..."

"FUCK... YESSSS!" His balls contracted with such force that Morwenna could feel the internal pressure spike dangerously.

Rex’s face descended until it was pressed against hers, his stubbled cheek scraping against her damp sweat skin. He stared directly into her eyes, but there was no one home.

Morwenna’s face was a mask of complete neurological collapse. Her eyes had rolled back so far that only the whites showed, gleaming wetly in the dim light.

Her mouth hung wide open in a silent, eternal scream, her jaw slack and useless, while her tongue lolled out from between her lips, glistening with saliva and the evidence of their debauchery. She was incapable of making another sound; her voice had been burned away by the intensity of the violation.

GLUCK... SPLAT... SHHHHHHHHHHHH...

"Look at you..." Rex whispered, his breath hot against her cheek as he watched the last of the torrents erupt from him. "No more screaming."

"No more lies..."

"Just my cock inside you, filling you until there’s nothing left of Morwenna but my cum."

The semen continued to pump into her pussy and asshole in rhythmic, powerful pulses. Because her womb was already stretched to its absolute limit, the new influx of fluid had nowhere to go but outward and upward.

Her swollen belly visibly shuddered and expanded further with each fresh pulse, the skin stretched so thin it looked translucent, revealing the dark, churning mass beneath. The overflow became a constant, frothy stream that painted her thighs and pooled beneath her in a white, viscous lake.

SLOP... SPLAT... DRIP...

Rex stayed there, pinned against her, breathing heavily as he savored the sight of her brokenness. He could feel the faint, residual vibrations of his own magical energy still pulsing through her organs, ensuring that the seed would take hold.

He watched as her tongue twitched uselessly, her body completely surrendered to his absolute dominion. The noble matriarch was gone; in her place remained only a hollowed-out vessel, a living monument to his cruelty and his power.

After what felt like an eternity of relentless, supernatural flooding, the violent pulsing inside Morwenna finally began to slow.

Rex remained pressed against her for several long seconds, savoring the heat of her body and the feeling of his seed still churning within her swollen, overextended womb. When he finally began to withdraw, it was agonizingly slow.

SHLLLLLLLLP... SQUELCH...

As his cock slid out of her ruined pussy, a massive, frothy wave of semen followed it, cascading down her thighs in a thick, white torrent that splattered against the mattress with a wet, heavy sound.

SPLATCH.

The vacuum created by his withdrawal made a wet, sucking noise that echoed in the silent room. His cock, though still impossibly large and veins standing out like cords, finally began to lose some of its supernatural rigidity, though it remained dangerously close to full erection.

Rex rolled off her onto his back, panting heavily like a predator that had just killed its prey. His chest heaved, sweat dripping from his chin onto his own pectoral muscles.

"Fuck..." Rex groaned, rubbing a hand over his face. "Looks like I’m finally all out of juice..."

He let out a weak, deranged chuckle that rumbled deep in his throat. "My cock is still throbbing... hahaha... fuck, my heart is pounding like a war drum... and my head... ugh, my head hurts from all that power..."

He turned his head to look at Morwenna. She remained motionless, a broken shell of a woman.

Her belly remained grotesquely distended, a hard mound that refused to deflate, holding the impossible volume he had forced into her. Her eyes were still rolled back, her tongue lolling uselessly, her body twitching in the aftermath of a climax that had shattered her psyche.

Rex reached out with a claw-like hand, tracing the swollen curve of her stomach with mock tenderness. "By the looks of it, Morwenna... you’re quite satisfied after having been able to cum so much from your first sex in quite a while, aren’t you?"

His voice was dripping with cruel amusement. "That scream you gave earlier... it was like your soul was trying to escape through your throat."

He leaned closer to her slack face, his eyes narrowing with possessive intent. "Don’t think this was a one-time thing, you pathetic bitch."

"I’ve marked you... I’ve filled you."

"I’ve rewritten what you are." His hand moved lower, smearing the excess cum that still leaked from her between her legs. "I’ll be counting on you to continue serving as my woman from here on out."

"You’re not a matriarch anymore... You’re just my breeding stock."

Morwenna made no sound, no protest, no sob, not even a whimper. The only sign of life was the occasional, involuntary shudder that ran through her limbs and the way her swollen womb continued to throb weakly as it struggled to process the magical payload inside.

The room smelled of sweat, copper, and the overwhelming, cloying scent of spent seed. Rex just watched her, a satisfied grin spreading across his face as he began to plan how he would break her further tomorrow.

Rex sat up, his breathing still ragged, but his eyes burned with a renewed curiosity. The sight of her swollen, ruined form wasn’t enough; he wanted to witness the true aftermath of his power.

Reaching down between her spread thighs, he gripped the sensitive, swollen flesh of her labia with his rough fingers. With deliberate cruelty, he began to pry her pussy open wider, forcing the entrance to stretch beyond its natural limits to reveal the damage beneath.

SQUELCH... SHHHHHHHH... PLOP!

The moment he spread her open, it was as if a dam had finally given way completely. A massive, viscous torrent of cum, thick, frothy, and clumping together, burst forth from her depths.

It didn’t just leak; it surged out in heavy, gelatinous chunks that slid down her inner thighs and pooled on the sheets with wet, slapping sounds.

"Whoa... what the fuck is this?"

"Hahaha!" Rex barked out a laugh of pure disbelief. He leaned down, inhaling deeply near her groin.

The scent was overwhelming—a heavy, musky, almost fermented odor of concentrated male essence mixed with her own arousal and sweat. "Huge clumps of cum are pouring out of you... smells so fucking funky... it stinks so good!"

He grinned wickedly, smearing a handful of the thick white sludge across her stomach. "Well then... since you’re so full of me, make sure to clean my cock nice and pretty later, okay?"

He waited for a moan, a whimper, or even a disgusted flinch. But Morwenna remained eerily still. Her eyes stayed rolled back, her breathing was shallow and mechanical, and her body showed no sign of conscious awareness.

The neurological overload had pushed her past the point of fainting; she had simply shut down.

Rex’s grin faltered slightly. He reached out and slapped her cheek hard. "Morwenna?"

"Hey." No reaction.

He grabbed her shoulder and shook her roughly. "Oi! Did you space out on me?"

"Don’t you dare go to sleep now; I’m not done with you!"

Still, she remained limp, a broken vessel of flesh and fluid.

Just as Rex was about to grow irritated, a sharp, digital chime rang out in his mind—a notification from his own enhanced system. His eyes widened as he read the glowing text manifesting in his peripheral vision:

[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION: SOUL MANIPULATION SUCCESSFUL]

[TARGET: MORWENNA]

[BIOLOGICAL STATUS: MENOPAUSE OVERRIDDEN]

[REPRODUCTIVE STATE: FERTILE ACTIVATED]

[CONCEPTION CONFIRMED: PREGNANCY INITIATED]

Rex froze for a split second before a thunderous, manic laugh erupted from his chest. "HA HA HA HA HA HA!"

The sound was primal, echoing off the walls of the room. "I fucking did it! I actually fucking did it!"

The magic had worked perfectly. He hadn’t just filled her; he had rewritten her biology, forcing her body to reverse decades of aging to accept his seed. She wasn’t just carrying his children; she was biologically incapable of refusing them.

"You’re mine now, Morwenna!"

"Really fucking mine!" In his excitement, he reached down and delivered a vicious, stinging spank to one of her ass cheeks.

SLAP!

The sound was loud in the quiet room, but Morwenna didn’t even flinch. Her body remained in its deep, trauma-induced unconsciousness, her swollen belly rising and falling with each unconscious breath.

Rex laughed again, a sound filled with triumph and malice. He looked down at her unconscious, pregnant form, watching as more clumps of cum continued to slide out of her between each labored breath.

"Sleep while you can, little matriarch," he whispered, his voice dripping with dark promise. "Because when you wake up, you’re going to realize your whole world belongs to me."