Verena stopped dead in her tracks, almost choking on Konrad's rod while her eyes widened in fright.
Meanwhile, hatred flooded Konrad's heart, and his eyes rippled with rage.
"Now? Of all times, now?! You gotta be kidding me!
Olrich, even if your heart is darker than Satan's, you cannot blue ball a man in such a way!"
Never in two lives had Konrad felt so much hatred for a man whose wife he stole. Clearly, Olrich worked arduously to become his archnemesis!
Verena pulled her lips off Konrad's cock and leaped onto her feet.
"Quick, you're too manly and handsome, use that Transformation Skill of yours to change your appearance to a more eunuch face."
Verena urged and grabbed a nearby towel which she shoved into Konrad's hands.
Konrad didn't delay, using his Transformation Skill to adopt the appearance of one of those pretty men that put women to shame while lowering his height to 1.75 meters.
