I drop onto our bed lazily and touch my round belly. Gram was staring at
me like I was some kind of strange creature after I downed my fourth jug of
ale and ate my sixth plate of the roast lamb with grilled potatoes. In the end, I
had to let it go to my actual stomach so that it wouldn't appear too suspicious,
even if it didn't really explain how my body could store so much food.
With a simple thought, all the food disappears into the unfathomable
depths of my body, and my belly flattens out to its normal size again.
When I look up, I find that Kamii is staring at me with a surprised
expression. Then she blinks a few times, rubs her eyes one after the other
with her left hand, before continuing to stare in utter confusion.
Oops, she saw me.
Well, it's alright, I was going to tell her sooner or later anyway, and this
might be the right opportunity.
"Kamii, big sis has something to tell you." I sit up on the bed and speak in
a reassuring tone, before noticing that Daica is sitting across from me, her
eyes round like saucers. Clearly, she just witnessed the same phenomenon of
matter disappearing into nothingness as her older sister did. "And you, too,
Daica."
"Mahkotoh?" Tilting her head, the little dark elf looks me in the eyes
questioningly. I put my hands on her shoulders and try to appear as
reassuring as possible.
"I'm not a human being. I'm a demon." As I say so, I can see that she raises
her eyebrows in confusion. Daica blinks in bewilderment but remains quiet.
"I am a Crawling Chaos."
I extend my right hand to the side and morph it into the same huge pincer
that Kamii has. Daica gasps and covers her mouth with her hands at the sight.
Kamii stumbles backward in shock, but I catch her with my other hand before
she can trip and fall. Then I revert the transformation and bring my hand
closer to her, to show that everything is alright.
"And this is my true form." This is a necessary step; I turn my entire arm
into its real appearance - that of over a dozen tentacles twisted together to simulate muscles. Separating them and wriggling each one individually, I
demonstrate that it's all real.
"I've seen enough hentai to-"
"Shut up, Senka." I transform the arm back into its human shape. From
inside my palm, I pull out the knife that was included in the starter kit I'm
keeping in my body. Daica flinches at the sight of it, but I press the blade into
my other palm, where it disappears in a slight ripple, without leaving a
wound. "What do you think?"
The two dark elf sisters are speechless, but not one of them is screaming or
trying to run away. In fact, Daica seems to have a hint of weird excitement in
her eyes, but it may just be a trick of the candlelight; I'm not using night
vision right now, even though it's dim in the room.
"Mahkotoh... is not... a human?" Finally, Kamii asks slowly. Even though
she's childlike, she isn't oblivious.
"That's right." I spared her my actual face since that might be too much of
an impact for the first reveal. Maybe someday I'll be able to show her when
she knows and understands what to expect.
"But... Mahkotoh... is still Mahkotoh." She mutters and stares into my eyes
with conviction. Then she snuggles into my chest and hugs me tightly, as if
not wanting to let go of me - in various ways. I return the gesture and stroke
her hair.
What a sweet child!
I didn't make this decision lightly. While it's true that I revealed myself
with my giant bulging stomach earlier, I could have come up with some
explanation other than that I'm a demon. The matter of the fact is that it has
been three weeks now since I saved her from her cage. In that time, I've given
her a lot of love and warmth, and I'm sure that it was more than she
experienced in the past eleven years. She knows that it couldn't have been
just an act; she should understand that, even though I'm a demon, I would
never harm her.
"What about you, Daica?" I turn to the big dark elf, who looks at me with
mixed feelings. "Does knowing that I'm a demon make you feel disgust?"
At these words, her eyes widen in surprise. They're a throwback to what
she said back when I first learned that she was cursed, and I didn't react
according to her expectations. Averting her eyes, she thinks for a moment,
before looking at me with a determined expression.
"N-nothing has changed, has it? It's e-exactly as Kamii said." With a
nervous stutter and an awkward smile, Daica gives me the answer she has
decided on.
"Come here." I wave the big dark elf over to pamper her a little, just like
her older sister on my right. She's shy at first, but slowly comes over and sits
down to my left. I pet her hair, and her ears twitch at the sensation.
"Worked out perfectly, didn't it?" Senka comments as she watches the three
of us with her arms crossed.
"Jealous?" I smirk at her, and she rolls her big blue eyes in response.
Yeah, that's how our relationship goes. Senka isn't a little girl, even if she
looks like one; we can talk eye to eye like we're the same age, though I have
a feeling that she's far older than I am. She does sometimes lose me with
statements that sound like they would be breaking the fourth wall if there was
one; I'm fairly certain I'm not in a comic book featuring a certain red-hooded
mercenary, though.
"Umm..." Daica looks at me with upturned eyes and fumbles with her
dress. "Can we..."
I blink in confusion for a second before her expression and blush open her
thoughts up like a book for me to read. She must have been holding back for
a long time now, after my initial seduction-like approach to sealing our
contract. Since Kamii is always sleeping in this room, she couldn't do it
herself, either.
In other words, she's horny, and she wants to do it now.
"Hm, do what?" I lean in on her and grin, knowing exactly what she wants.
But of course, it's fun to tease her and act dense.
"Daica?" Kamii obviously doesn't miss that there's something up and wants
to join in on the fun. I doubt she understands what we're talking about, but
since she's the older sister, I shouldn't feel bad for involving her, too.
"H-huh? No, it's..." Before Daica can retreat from the issue, I put my arm
around her shoulder and pull her closer. She only becomes even more
nervous, and the coloration of her face reaches critical levels. "I-I..."
"Come on, say it. We're all adults here." I have the image of an older sister
to keep up in front of these two after all, even though I'm just as
inexperienced as she is. It's just that I'm not so easily shaken. And after
having spent several weeks with these two dark elves, I feel quite ready to
finally seal the deal.
"I-I would... C-can you..." The big dark elf attempts to line up a coherent
sentence but cuts herself short repeatedly. Then, she breathes in and out to
calm her nerves, before looking into my eyes with the same determination
she had when she agreed to our contract back then. She doesn't lose her
stutter, though. "P-please use your h-hand to... t-touch me. Your... r-real one."
Wait what?
"Aaand I'm out." Senka stands up on her chair, jumps up onto a roof beam
like it's nothing, and fades into the darkness without a trace. Even with night
vision, I can't see her anymore. Is she a ninja?!
"Mahkotoh is mine." Kamii, having missed the doll girl's performance,
looks at her little sister with a pout and nuzzles into my side.
What's going on? Am I a harem protagonist all of a sudden?
Though, to be fair, I wouldn't mind. I can't decide between these two
sisters, and I feel that I could get away with this once I'm officially declared
the crown princess of the Dominion.
In other words, I'll just take them both.
"Don't be selfish, Kamii." I pet her hair, and she closes her eyes in
enjoyment. Taking that opportunity of inattention, I turn to face Daica and
pull her towards me, before pressing my lips onto hers.
This is literally my first kiss, so I don't really know what to do. But while I
have no experience, I'm a healthy young girl who has read some thin books
that covered such things. I at least understand that just touching lips isn't
enough. However, she keeps her mouth pressed shut tensely, so there's no
continuing.
"Relax." I separate from her and whisper into her long ear. When she hears
it, she opens her mouth to take a breath. I take the opportunity to go on the
attack, as I part her lips further and insert my tongue to meet hers.
I understand why people say that kissing is the most sensual thing a couple
can do. The world around me seems to fade away completely, as all my
sensations are focused on my lips and tongue, and the slippery feeling as it
coils around my partner's.
When we finally separate, I find that Daica's eyes are glossed over and her
mouth flaps like a fish gasping for air. Then she goes limp and seems to slip
into unconsciousness again.
"Umm..." I motion to shake her but feel a nudge at my side. Kamii is
staring at me with a frown, and her glowing amethyst eyes are fixed on mine in silent reproach. It seems I stopped petting her at one point and she noticed
what I was doing with her little sister.
I lay Daica down on the bed and cover her with a blanket. Baby steps, I
guess. The first time, she fainted from seeing Senka speak. The second time,
it was from just a peck on her cheek. This time we got quite a bit further than
that, so let's see how it goes on our next try.
"Do it... with me, too." Kamii says with upturned eyes, muttering in a
reserved manner. I didn't expect that she even understood what we were
about to do if her sister hadn't fainted, but now I have to question my
impression of her mental age. Well, she is the older sister, even if she looks
so much younger - although that's only because dark elves don't grow up
beyond Kamii's size, and Daica is special.
"Do you understand what you're asking?" I bring a hand to her cheek and
brush a loose strand of hair behind her long and pointy ear while looking into
her eyes. Her mesmerizing irises are drawing me in, and I feel like I'm losing
myself in their glow. Still, I have to stop myself until I have confirmation -
consent. "What it is that we'd be doing?"
"Yes... make love." Unblinking, she continues to lock her gaze with mine
and speaks with a hint of bashfulness. Still, it's nothing on the level of Daica's
fumbling. Could it be she's actually experienced? I mean, she was a slave for
so long, somebody could have...
No, she wouldn't be so open to doing it otherwise; if she had any
experience, they wouldn't have been good ones. And I doubt anybody would
even want to touch a cursed person anyway. I noticed how deeply rooted that
stigma is when I saw that the tailor who made her clothes was careful not to
come in contact with her body. He didn't have such apprehensions with
Senka, even though she looks much more distressing - although that could be
because he thought she's just a doll.
"Have you ever done it before?" Still, I need to ease my mind and silence
my doubts. It may be petty to want her to be untouched, as many virgin men
expect of women to be, but it would make a difference in what we could do -
even if it won't in regards to how I feel about her.
"No... but I have seen... others do it." She looks slightly embarrassed while
saying this, as a blush develops on her cheeks. Then she returns her eyes to
meet with mine. "I heard... that it's reserved... for those who love each other.
And I... love you, Mahkotoh." Her statement echoes in my brain and its implication sinks into the depths
of my mind, overwhelming my thoughts completely. There's no more need
for any words; I'll let my actions speak for me now.
I approach the little dark elf's face with mine, seeing myself reflected in her
eyes as I draw closer. Before I reach her, she closes those amethyst mirrors in
anticipation and slightly puckers her lips to meet mine.
When we brush against each other, it feels like electricity is running
through my body. Is this what they mean by 'fulfilled expectation'? Unlike
with Daica, who was tense and from whom I didn't expect she would return
it, Kamii actually reciprocates the kiss proactively. She's much more mature
than I thought she was.
Suddenly, she separates from me and stands up. For a second, there's an
immense sense of loss washing over my senses as her warm lips disappear.
Then doubt fills my mind as I wonder why she broke our connection so
abruptly. Did I do something wrong?
Yet, her actions suggest otherwise. She pulls the single shoulder strap of
her dress down, upon which it drops to the ground with a quiet rustle. Then
she loosens the strings on her bloomers and slips out of them delicately.
Hiding her crab arm behind her petite body, she averts her gaze for a
moment, before batting her eyelashes once and making eye contact again.
Before me is a sight for the gods. Spotless mauve purple skin stunningly
illuminated by the candle's flickering flame, a youthful shape that stirs one's
basest desires, and a shy gaze filled with the knowledge of what's about to
happen, but not shirking from its implications.
This is perfection. She is perfection.
"Kamii..." My body grows hot just from seeing her like this. I quickly stand
up and follow her example, taking off my clothes in a far less graceful
manner. She looks at me with upturned eyes, her ears quivering slightly,
either due to anticipation or anxiety from finally taking this irrevocable step.
Yes, we're passing a point of no return with this, and I'm very well aware
of that. But it's what we both want right now.
Wordlessly, I put my arms around Kamii and hug her to me, before
bringing a hand up to the back of her head, while seeking her lips once more.
She loops her left arm around my neck in return and welcomes me in. As our
breaths grow more and more heated, we share a connection far deeper than
the previous one.
Our tongues coil and dance around in the rhythm of our quickening
heartbeats. She pulls me closer of her own volition, although there's still a
hint of hesitation in her actions, undoubtedly the result of her inexperience.
But I can tell that she clearly knows what she wants right now. I respond to
her silent longing with the appropriate passion.
Finally, we separate, breathless. With slightly glazed eyes, Kamii looks up
at me, before a radiant smile filled with love and affection lights up her face.
The sight sets my desire ablaze, and I guide her to the bed across from where
Daica is sleeping. When I sit down on it, she immediately places herself on
my lap while facing me. She knows exactly what I have in mind.
I put one hand on her back and begin to trace every individual bone of her
spine, as we share a passionate kiss once again. Slowly running my fingers
downwards, I feel a shiver travel through her body in response. At the same
time, I bring my other hand to her front and let my fingers play over her ribs,
tracing their shapes. Just three weeks ago, one could see every individual one
very clearly even in dim light. Now, she has filled out a bit and no longer
looks malnourished.
We separate once more, and I immediately bring my lips to Kamii's neck.
As I begin to suck on her skin, she runs her fingers through my hair and tries
to suppress her voice from leaking out. Resting the crab arm on the bed
beside me, she makes sure not to move it needlessly.
Tracing her collarbone with my tongue, I get a taste of her skin. We haven't
taken a bath tonight, so there's a light hint of salt from her sweat, but also a
note of dirt from the crypt. But underneath all of it is an aroma that conjures
the image of an ancient forest before my mind's eye. It's a flavor she couldn't
have picked up from anywhere around here, something that even eleven years
of metal bars and dusty storage rooms couldn't take from her. Her personal,
unique flavor.
And I'm getting to taste it.
The thought is driven through my mind like a stake, as I realize what I'm
doing with this beautiful little dark elf in my arms; I'm learning every secret
there is to know about her with each of my senses. She's opening herself up
to me completely, devoting her very being to my flaring desires.
I lightly bite her shoulder and hear her sigh next to my ear. It only serves to
further fan the flames of my rising lust. My hand on her back reaches down
to the base of her spine, where I find the spot that connects to the pelvic bone.
Massaging it with two fingers, I can feel a tremble run through Kamii's whole
body at the sensation.
"Ahhh... Mahkotoh..." Her voice is already close to a moan, as she breathes
my name into my ear. I want to hear more like that, and bring the hand that
was tracing her ribs up to the small mounds that are her breasts.
At the same time, I move my mouth across her collarbone and kiss it all
along the way to the center of her chest, before motioning over to the tip of
her other mound. Attacking three erogenous zones at the same time, an
indescribable feeling of pleasure wells up inside me at the thought that I'm
giving the same to my partner.
So this is what it means to 'make love', huh?
Kamii presses her face into my hair to stifle her voice, while her left hand
tries to find something to do. She settles on using it to hold herself against
me, as she's too preoccupied with the sensations assaulting her body.
As waves of shivers race down the little dark elf's back, I understand that
she must be ready for the next step. With a swift motion, I flip her over and
lay her down on the bed, before pressing a kiss on her lips. It serves as
reassurance, that what is coming now is something completely normal.
As I slide down her body, I spread her legs gently and find the most sacred
spot between them. As far as I can tell, it's never been touched by anybody
else before, so I'm treading on literal virgin ground. The orchid purple slit,
hiding a treasure trove between its two folds, is already glistening wet.
"M-Mahkotoh?" With an unsure tone, Kamii looks down on herself, and
our eyes meet.
"Don't worry, leave everything to me." Smiling with a comforting
expression, I bring my lips down to kiss her lower ones. She gasps at the
sensation and grabs my hair with her left hand. Luckily, she still has enough
self-control not to use her cursed arm and whack me across the head with it.
Grasping Kamii's thighs, I bury my face deeper between her legs and begin
to probe with my tongue. She arches her back and tries to push me away, but
is unable to do so from her position.
"N-no, that place-" She begins to protest, but I twist my tongue around and
take her breath away. Her struggling ceases, and she lets go of my hair, to
cover her mouth and stop her voice from leaking out.
I actually want to hear her moans of ecstasy, so I intensify my assault on
her most important place. Bringing up my hand, I find the bud at the top of the flower and rub my thumb against it. Apparently, that was too much, as a
clear spray of love juices hits me in the face.
"Nnnaaah!" Kamii cries and her whole body shakes a few times before she
goes limp. I stand up and look down on the dark elf's petite figure, finding
that she's still conscious. That's good; I'm not done yet, and I consider this
only the foreplay. Licking my lips and savoring the taste of her proof of
ecstasy, I signal unmistakably that more is to come.
Her eyes are clouded from the climax, but unexpectedly, she doesn't look
averse to the idea of doing more. In fact, she spreads her arms towards me
with a weak smile, the look in her eyes suggesting an unconditional surrender
and longing invitation.
"Come..." She breathes, and my reason is blown away.
From my one-sided pleasuring, we quickly progressed to her actively
mimicking my earlier moves and returning the favor. I learned that her
stamina is incredible despite her small frame and that her appetite doesn't
match her otherwise modest appearance. We drove each other to many
climaxes and at one point, the first rays of the new day peeked through the
wooden shutters of the room to illuminate our glistening bodies.
We did it through the entire night with barely any rest. I thought I had
infinite stamina, but the mental strain of continuous ecstasy has driven even
me to the brink of my strength.
Thus, we lie on the bed, exhausted and messy, embracing each other
weakly but with tender love, as we welcome the new day. Throughout
everything, even the unbridled and most vocal expressions of our pleasure,
Daica has been sleeping. But now that her usual time to wake up has come,
she stirs and awakens.
"Hmmm..." She rubs her eyes and sits up from the bed, before sniffing the
air. "... what's this smell?"
"That's from... Mahkotoh and my... lovemaking." Kamii replies to that
question with a clear undertone of pride, and I snap my head around in
surprise. She has a triumphant expression on her face, even as her eyes are
close to falling shut from tiredness.
Was she this kind of character all along?
"H-huh? Y-you two..." Daica stares at our only half-covered forms. From
one look, it's obvious that this bed is soaked in our bodily fluids, spilled over the course of many hours. "Uuuhhh..."
The little sister, who has a much more mature body than her older sister, is
unable to find the right words that would express her emotions in this
situation. Even though she was the one who asked for it last night, I ended up
doing it with Kamii instead - and right next to her, too. Of course, she has all
the reason to hate me now, but I just couldn't help it.
I love Kamii, after all.
But at the same time, I feel the same about Daica. If anybody asked, I
couldn't just pick one and condemn the other to a lonely life - as any cursed
being would be in this human nation. Call me an indecisive bastard all you
want, but I don't give a f-
"-inished?" Senka suddenly appears in the room, standing on the chair she
normally gets banished to every night. The big dark elf flinches and
suppresses a scream from the surprise. "Oh damn, you are. But you're still...
ugh."
The doll girl looks away and holds her nose demonstratively. What's the
big deal, we're all girls here. And she's been talking like she knows this stuff,
despite her childlike body.
"Admit it; you're interested yourself." I tease her, and she turns to look me
straight in the eyes.
"Yes, I am. But you'll never get me to do it." With these words and a shrug,
she jumps up onto the roof beam she disappeared onto last night and repeats
her previous feat.
"Playing hard to get, huh?" I have no idea whether these words reach her or
not, but it doesn't matter. Now, for Daica. "Sorry, but you'll have to wait until
I regain my strength..."
"Ah. Umm... yes..." She blushes and averts her eyes. It's clear that she
doesn't think anything special about me going for the polygamous route.
Otherwise, her reaction would have been quite the different one there.
Now that I reconsider it, why don't I think anything special about my
behavior? I experienced my very first kiss with Daica but ended up kissing
her sister's most sensitive spot only moments later. The fact that I don't feel
anything wrong with it just goes to show that my mind has changed without
me noticing.
This isn't how I was brought up in my previous life, so why do I think it's
normal? Recently, I don't get myself anymore; this body must be affecting my mental state. I've read somewhere before that perception as well as
mentality is based on one's physiology. And this body is fundamentally
different from a human's. It's to be expected that there will be some
discrepancies from how I thought before, when I was still human.
"B-but Kamii, y-you are so unfair, leaving me out of things..." Daica
gathers her courage to complain to her big sister with a pout that increases
her cuteness to heart-stopping levels.
"Your own fault... for falling asleep." Kamii responds with the cold hard
truth in a matter of fact tone, and her little sister goes quiet.
While her childish self is dangerously cute, this confident version is
unbelievably sexy. I'm happy to see a whole new side to this petite dark elf,
and I really like it. The opportunity wouldn't have arisen if Daica hadn't
fainted and I had deepened my bonds with her first. Mentally, I thank her for
her failure.
"Y-you just thought s-something rude, didn't you?" With a shocked
expression, the big dark elf looks at me in reproach.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Turning away to face Kamii, I
play dumb. I have to do something about my thoughts being read like this.
The little dark elf kisses me, just to tease her sister even more, before looking
in her direction and sticking her tongue out.
This must be heaven.