Yandere Levelling in Her World Chapter 206 - 207: Yandere Death game (R-18)

In a grim and sparsely furnished room, Mei knelt between Ren's legs, her delicate hands caressing his throbbing member as she gazed upwards.

Ren's eyes, burning with animosity, were fixed on her, yet his body reacted involuntarily, his hips twitching forward.

"You are truly repulsive," Ren snarled, his teeth clenched. "But do it. Take it like you mean it."

A sweet smile spread across Mei's lips as she parted them, accepting him into her warm, wet mouth, drawing him in slowly. Her tongue traced the head of his penis, her initial suction gentle. Ren seized a handful of her long hair, pulling her head down more forcefully.

"Deeper," he commanded, his voice strained. "If you're going to do this, do it properly, mother, or whoever you are."

Mei moaned around his shaft, the vibrations coursing through him. She began to bob her head with increased speed, her cheeks hollowing as she took him to the back of her throat.

Saliva trickled down her chin, landing on his testicles. Ren thrust upwards into her mouth, despising the sensation even as it felt intensely good. The grip on her hair tightened, guiding her precisely as he desired.

"Yes, just like that," he muttered, his eyes blazing with fury. "You're pathetic, but your mouth feels too damn good."

Mei pleasured him with eagerness, her free hand stroking areas her mouth could not reach.

She circled her tongue along the underside, pulling back with stronger suction each time. Ren's breathing grew heavy, his abdominal muscles tensing as pleasure rapidly escalated.

"I'm close," he warned, his glare unwavering.

At the precipice of release, Mei abruptly withdrew her head with a wet sound. Strands of saliva still connected her lips to his glistening cock. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with desperation.

"Please, Ren, tell me you love me," she pleaded, her voice trembling. "Say it now. I need to hear it from you."

Ren stared at her, utterly bewildered. His cock twitched in the cool air, aching for release. "Who are you?" he asked, his voice unsteady. "Are you truly the woman who gave birth to me?"

Mei nodded slowly, tears welling in her eyes. "Yes, Ren. I am your mother. The one who carried you."

Ren's expression contorted further. "Don't you think this is wrong? You shouldn't be doing things like this to me. This is sick."

He paused, then inquired again, "Are you doing this because no matter how much love I receive, it's destined to end this way?"

Mei slowly rose to her feet. Reaching behind her, she unzipped her dress, allowing it to pool at her feet. Her naked form, with its full breasts and smooth skin, radiated in the dim light. She then climbed onto Ren's lap and straddled him. His erect penis brushed against her wet entrance.

"Well, some loves might indeed end up twisted like that," she murmured softly. "But I share something far deeper with you, Ren. Much deeper. It might be something you're not even aware of yet."

She lowered herself gradually, letting out a loud moan as his thick head penetrated her tight vagina. "Ahhh... Ren... you're so big... filling me perfectly."

Her inner walls stretched around him, inch by inch. Mei bit her lip, her eyes half-closed in ecstasy. "Mmm... yes... just like that... go deeper, baby..."

As she finally took him completely inside, her rear resting against his thighs, she leaned forward and whispered hotly into his ear. "I've been waiting for you to return. I had three abortions because none of the children were you. I was waiting to give birth to you. That goddess challenged me, saying my love for you paled in comparison to her love for her man. But I will prove her wrong. I will prove we are not the same person. She is not me... our outcomes will differ. I will not become what she became."

Ren looked at her, genuinely surprised. "What are you talking about?" he demanded.

Suddenly, a sharp pain erupted in his skull. Ren gasped, clutching his head. Flashes of images, like a movie, assaulted his mind—a life he had never lived unfolded.

He saw himself as a tall man with the same black hair, living a seemingly normal life. Everything was ordinary until a particular woman entered his world, initially radiating warmth and sweetness, the sunshine of his existence.

Then, her true nature emerged. Images flashed rapidly: he was bound to a chair, helpless, the woman force-feeding him while laughing, forcing him to perform oral sex, roughly holding his head down. More scenes followed—daily exploitation and rape.

Finally, she stood over him, a look of madness in her eyes, stabbing him repeatedly amidst a pool of blood.

The visions persisted. Ren witnessed several iterations of the same horrifying nightmare, each time with a different woman—one petite and blonde, another voluptuous with red hair. Every scenario concluded identically: betrayal, torment, and death at the hands of a woman professing her love.

However, it was evident that the man in those visions was not his current self.

Ren's breath hitched, a tremor running through him as sweat beaded on his forehead. "No... this can't possibly be real," he choked out, his breaths coming in rapid, shallow gasps. "Make it stop... please."

Mei's actions, however, continued unabated. She intensified her rhythm, her hips swaying and bouncing with each movement. "That's right, baby," she purred, her voice a low whisper against his ear as she moved. "This entire world is a stage we've built. It's all here for us to uncover who your true lover is. This, my dearest Ren, is a yandere death game."

A soft moan escaped her lips as she pressed down onto him. "Every single one of them is a woman who has, in the past, caused your demise. They weren't simply made yanderes; they *are* the yanderes themselves, Ren. You belong to me, and soon, everyone will be aware of that fact."

Mei's voice trailed off as her rear end began to move with such speed that the bed frame groaned in protest. Her pussy tightened around him, a perfect, exquisite squeeze. "Feel me, my love. I am the only one who truly cherishes you. While the others met their end in death, I vow that will never happen again."

A potent mix of panic and overwhelming pleasure surged through Ren. His body convulsed, yet his hips instinctively rose to meet her forceful thrusts. "Mei... what are you doing... ahhh... this is too intense..."

She increased her pace, her breasts swaying with the wild motion. "Cum for me, Ren. Release into your one true lover. Prove that it's me."

The sensation reached its zenith. Ren cried out, a sharp, broken sound, as he climaxed deep within her, his potent seed flooding her heated core. Mei simultaneously let out a scream of pure ecstasy, reveling in every explosive pulse.

Suddenly, a deafening crack echoed through the room, the very walls groaning under immense pressure. The structure shuddered violently as a massive section of the wall was obliterated, sending shrapnel and dust billowing outwards.

Emerging from the cloud of debris, a woman stood firm, a colossal greatsword resting casually upon her shoulder. Her eyes blazed with an intense fury. Beside her, another, significantly taller woman, observed the chaotic scene with undisguised shock.

"Ren!" the taller woman cried out, her voice thick with horror as her gaze landed on him, still deeply entwined with Mei.

Mei, unfazed, offered a placid smile, remaining seated upon Ren, his lifeblood still slicking down her thighs. She didn't even bother to shift her position. "Well now, it appears you've both arrived just in time to meet your demise," she stated with saccharine sweetness. "Since the death game has officially commenced, shall we begin, my dear rivals? I believe I've already accounted for one... eliminating two more presents no challenge for me."

With the evidence of her intimacy still glistening between her legs, Mei dramatically spread her arms wide to the sides. "Come," she beckoned, her voice laced with an eerie calm, "Come to your deaths, Nina and Kyouka."

***

Judith stood stationary outside the imposing, heavy door, her gaze fixed through the reinforced glass panes upon Nina and Kyouka within.

The areas designated as "cells" bore no resemblance to the stark, cold iron boxes one would typically associate with confinement. Instead, plush beds, softly glowing lights, and even a small table adorned with delicate tea cups furnished the space – a testament to Judith's refusal to relegate them to conventional incarceration.

A slight shake of her head preceded her entering the room, her foot crossing the threshold.

The instant she stepped inside, an palpable shift occurred.

Nina's hand flew to her face, fingers swiftly wiping away tears that had unexpectedly erupted. Kyouka mirrored her action, her eyes wide with bewilderment. Judith, too, felt the sting, a sudden, sharp prickling behind her own eyes. She lifted her sleeve to her face, rubbing vigorously, but the tears continued to flow unabated.

"W-what is this...?" Judith's voice cracked, laced with confusion. "What's happening? Why am I...?"

Nina, blinking through her own saltwater, appeared equally perplexed. "Judith... why are you crying?"

Kyouka let out a soft sniffle, her voice trembling. "Yeah... you're genuinely the last person I'd anticipate finding in tears. What's going on?"

"I have no idea!" Judith exclaimed, swiping at her face again, only to have fresh tears stream down. "I truthfully don't know! They just... started out of nowhere."

Nina clutched her chest, a hand pressed against the sudden weight. "I've gotten this overwhelming sense of sadness, completely unbidden. It feels as though something incredibly heavy has settled upon my heart."

Kyouka nodded emphatically, still dabbing at her eyes. "Precisely the same here. It struck right after that extraordinarily bright flash in the sky earlier. You don't suppose... this isn't another traitorous attack, is it? Please tell me it's not."

Judith's gaze dropped to the floor, her shoulders beginning to tremble. In a voice that seemed alien, low and barely recognizable as her own, she murmured, "You two... should depart."

Nina tilted her head, a questioning look on her face. "Huh? What's wrong? Weren't you the one who stated you were going to bring us before the law? You brought us here for a specific reason, didn't you?"

Judith's teeth ground together, her jaw aching from the force. She maintained her fixed stare on the floor, her fists clenching and unclenching at her sides, trembling. "Now... I'm experiencing an intense urge to end both of your lives."

A beat of stunned silence hung in the air.

Nina's eyes widened in stark disbelief.

"I don't know the origin of this feeling!" Judith's voice escalated, raw and bordering on desperation. "One moment I'm simply... myself, and the next, I feel an overwhelming compulsion to wrap my hands around your throats. This isn't me! I swear on everything, it's not my own desire! So please..." She took a hesitant step backward. "You both need to leave. Immediately. Before this situation escalates further."

Kyouka and Nina exchanged a bewildered, shared glance.

Nina whispered, her voice barely audible, "Kyouka... did she just...?"

Kyouka nodded slowly, her expression grave. "Yes. She most certainly did."