The Doomed Maiden of Kamura

News of the vanishing hunters around Kamura Village began to spread, fueling fear. Though she wasn't strictly involved, Hinoa Maiden’s curiosity was too great to keep silent, even as her sister Minoto warned her against it. Hinoa’s own arrogance drowned out her sister’s caution. The next morning, Hinoa set out to scout. She searched numerous valleys but found no trace of the missing hunters. She didn't know how far she’d walked, but she was exhausted and decided to find a safe spot to rest, avoiding any monsters. As she walked toward a nearby river, she spotted a clue. Running over, she found a set of armor that looked like it belonged to a vanished hunter, unmistakably a Kamura set. While contemplating her next move, she didn't realize she was being watched. Footsteps began closing in. The sound of the nearby waterfall expertly masked the approach of the suspect. When Hinoa finally felt the killing intent and glimpsed a dark shadow reflected in the sunlight drawing near, she knew it was a trap—the armor was merely bait. But it was too late. Thud! A hard object slammed into Hinoa's head, blurring her vision before she finally succumbed to unconsciousness. She didn't know how much time had passed, but Hinoa began to stir. Her body felt ice cold, and she heard water splashing behind her. Opening her eyes, she was horrified to find herself kneeling, completely naked. Hinoa was instantly thrown into a panic but couldn't even scream—her mouth was taped shut. Struggling was useless; her arms were tightly bound, and her legs were numb from kneeling for so long. As she spiraled into terror, a man walked up beside her. Hinoa turned to look at him: a tall, muscular hunter, clearly not from this land. He said nothing, only staring at her with contempt. Hinoa screamed and cursed through the tape, but it was useless. Then, she focused on what she hadn't noticed: a gigantic, throbbing, erect cock the length of a man's arm and as thick as a club. Before Hinoa could react, the man reached behind him and pulled out a colossal knife. Having watched her show of fear long enough, he made a quick, brutal decision. (Shhhk!) The sound of the knife sinking violently into her skull echoed as it pierced the center of her head. Hinoa instantly went rigid as her senses were annihilated. The man pulled the knife out slightly, then twisted it around, clearly exposing her brain matter. Hinoa's eyes glazed over, fixed on the empty space in front of her, the final thought being her sister’s ignored warning. (Plap!) Before she could think further, her brain was invaded by his enormous cock, which slowly began destroying her nervous system. Hinoa was utterly broken. She felt a fusion of anger, fear, numbness, and even her own sickening pleasure and arousal. Her natural lubricant began to leak slowly from her genitals. Hinoa could only make muffled cries as her eyes flickered and rolled back. The man gripped her head with both hands, using his monstrous erection to shatter her skull and grind her brain. The sickening sound of bone cracking echoed inside her head. Driven by Hinoa's primal lust, the killer began his brutal rhythm, slamming in and out with savage force. Every ripple of his cock sent Hinoa's consciousness further into a daze, yet her body still fought. Then, the unthinkable happened. The killer's penis was so massive and strong that it crushed the remnants of flesh inside, breaking through her skull and bone and piercing her throat. Hinoa distinctly felt the killer's cock completely plug her throat. Every thrust forced a gust of air down into her skull, puffing out Hinoa's cheeks each time until her cervical spine snapped completely, leaving her neck grotesquely broken. Her plump thighs violently shook like water waves with every massive impact. At one point, the killer's semen was forced out of his cock, and Hinoa made a distinct swallowing sound. He was close now. The killer thrusted with maximum force and speed, slamming in and out until finally, he climaxed! He roared in ecstasy, shooting a torrent of hot semen perfectly through her throat and directly into her stomach. The killer paused, breathing heavily, before slowly pulling his penis out of the thick, sticky hole, revealing Hinoa's skull full of his white, warm jizz. He then pulled her face up to look at it. Hinoa was gone. Her eyes pointed in different directions, her body rigid, her nipples erect and leaking fluid. ("Looks like she liked it," the killer thought.) A small amount of blood still oozed from her head. He regretted not catching her face of pleasure, but it no longer mattered. After playing with his ruined sex toy, it was time to discard it. With a simple release of his hands, Hinoa's body plummeted effortlessly to the ground, her butt and thighs rippling slightly with the impact (a final, satisfying sight). Hinoa's corpse was ruthlessly tossed into the river current like pathetic trash. The killer watched for a moment before getting dressed and walking away without a trace, ready to hunt for another captivating victim. The Maiden of Kamura Village was finally left to become fish food. https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fo/gxoqnxshdg3bfhseizoso/AHgERilI4wTfq9QUS2OM13s?rlkey=h0txgd694shwdwi4lqz43lw7z&st=86oehs5n&dl=0 I'm going to release an animation next month, but I won't say which day. Enjoy!"