"Huh!" Thyra stayed on the bed, dumbfounded. "It is really inside the novel."
"Novel?" Thyra's murmur caught Hure's ear. Compared to Thyra, Hure was concerned about Thyra. "My lady, you are okay, right?"
"I am fine." Thyra waved her hand, asking, "Can you bring me some water?"
Hure was still concerned about Thyra's situation, but she still left to bring some water.
"This is really the world of 'The Futa King." There were two reasons why she was so sure about it.
The first was the cultivation technique. In this world, children have their coming-of-age ceremony at fourteen. From then on, they started their training.
At 16, they absorb the essence of beasts or monsters. After successful absorption, they could use the power of the absorbed beast.
The ability depends on the strength of the beast. These beasts are divided into five categories. common, uncommon, rare, unique, and mythical. As it is a soul contract, there are no second chances.
As far as Thyra could remember, the MC had a mythical beast. It was a silver wolf named Fenrir.
She remembered the information because the author explained it a few times. As the MC had absorbed Fenrir, her futanari dick had a bulbous end at the root. Because of the mythical beast's essence, the MC had so much stamina that she could entertain her harem for an entire night.
'I should have gotten a mythical beast essence, too," looking at her still-resting penis, she couldn't help sighing.
'What a minute.' Taking another look at her penis, Thyra couldn't help but feel that her meat stick was too big to be a flaccid dick.
"I heard that the bull has quite a member. Could it be because of the essence too?" Thyra pondered, staring at her over six inches of flaccid dick.
"My lady, it will grow more."
"More?" Thyra exclaimed. However, as soon as Thyra realised that Hure had seen her staring at her own penis, she didn't dare to meet her eyes.
"I heard even uncommon bull beast essence make it grow. My lady's beast was a unique beast." Hure smirked at Thyra's shy response and added, "I heard a thundering bull can have an organ of almost three feet."
'Three! It isn't even erect yet.' It would be wrong to say that Thyra wasn't shocked, but she chose not to show it on her face.
Instead, she asked, "Is someone named Hera Rex staying at the palace?"
With just one question, the playfulness of Hure evaporated in a blink. She quickly came close and whispered, "Who told you, my lady?"
That was enough for Thyra to understand that it was the world of the novel. Hera Rex was the MC of the novel, and…
There was the kingdom of Ardour, where the mc was actually spent her childhood and a few of her teenage years as a political prisoner.
"My lady, you should not think of doing something stupid."
"Huh!"
Hure calmly sat beside Thyra and explained. "You shouldn't think of directly contacting her. Even if she is the direct heir of Rex kingdom, she is just a prisoner here."
Thyra still had no idea what she was talking about.
"You remember, right?"Hure somewhat understood the problem from Thyra's expression. "Other than the viscount and me, nobody knew you were the daughter of the former queen-mother."
"For everyone else, you are the daughter of Viscount Hoax. You can't just barge into the palace without an invitation. The queen and other heirs will try anything to kill you if they get a hint. You are not strong enough."
"What? Other than you and the viscount, nobody knew? Then how are you going to prove it?"
"There is an artifact in the palace. A single drop of blood can prove my lady's ancestry."
'Wait, why am I even thinking about the ruling? I should think about surviving first.'
She needed to figure out when she appeared in the novel's timeline. After all, as soon as an agreement is reached between Ardour and Rex kingdom, Reha will return, and a civil war will break out in Ardour.
If that weren't enough, two neighbouring kingdoms would launch simultaneous attacks on Ardour. After stabilising her kingdom, Rhea would return to this kingdom to take back another lover from Ardour.
"I think the lover might be one of my sisters," Thyra mumbled.
"What, my lady?"
Thyra shook her head, asking, "How old is Hera?"
"She is one year younger than you." Hure hesitated yet answered.
"There are still three years left."
Thyra had no idea what Hure understood, but she nodded, "That is a good idea. Three years is enough for us to prepare an army. But we have to prepare everything in secret."
'Before anything, I must become strong enough to protect myself.' Ignoring Hure's words, Thyra continued to prepare her future plans. However, Hure's following words didn't let her.
"What should we do with this?"
"Huh!" Thyra was a little shocked when she looked in the direction Hure was pointing.
"Didn't I unload everything a moment ago?" Thyra wondered.
At the next moment, she heard Hure giggling beside her. And the next thing Thyra knew, Hure gently caressed her yet-reach-the-peak dick.
"My lady, it is the effect of the beast essence." Thyra's breathing became heavier as Huer's hand moved up along her shaft.
"Before it was killed by hunters on the western prairie," Hure boasted, "this thunder bull had more than a thousand offspring."
"Thousands…" Thyra had no idea what to say.
"Even though my lady has tamed the instinct, your body has not yet absorbed the essence. One wrong step can create a disaster. The entire process might take 2-3 days."
Thyra couldn't help but feel a little frightened. She was sure the real Thyra must have died after failing to suppress the beast's instinct.
She transmigrated in the body. To begin with, she had no idea how to absorb the essence entirely. Now she might need to go through the same ordeal again. And at this point, she might go completely insane.
"And if we fail, you may go insane," Hur put Thyra's thoughts into words and continued, "Worst, you may die."
"What should I do?" Thyra knew Hure was her only ray of hope.
The sins of a monster are beyond its control. You may have conquered the mental sins, but the physical ones are putting up a fight. Sloth, gluttony, and lust. This one was known for its high libido."
As Hure was speaking, her hand was moving along Thyra's shaft. She didn't expect Thyra to push her down on the bed suddenly.
The heavy shaft rested on her belly as Thyra forcefully kissed her.
As Thyra had expected, Hure didn't resist. Even when she bit Hure's lips, Hure didn't struggle.
Thyra stopped kissing and looked at Hure, only to find her smiling. For some reason, Thyra didn't feel too happy about it.
Hure was wearing a maid's uniform. It was a conservative one. Although the dress cut was pushing on her bosoms, making them spill out, the rest of the dress reached her ankle.
Thyra tore the dress off her shoulder, revealing Hure over the grown mound with a big, dark areola.
Hure was lying on her back, and gravity was pulling the jugs down. Yet they were elastic enough to stay on her chest. The proud nipples stood erect on top of them.
Without any hesitation, she bit one of them. The sudden bite caught Hure off-guard and made her moan in ecstatic pain.
On the other hand, Thyra was happy with the response. She took her entire areola in her mouth and pushed the hard nipple against the top of her mouth with her tongue.
"Uhhhhh…" Hure moaned harder. However, the next wave of pleasure didn't come.
When Hure opened her eyes, she found Thyra staring at her belly. She had no problem understanding what Thyra was thinking.
"You are pregnant!" Thyra mumbled. Because of the long dress, Thyra didn't notice it before.
But now that she was lying on her back, she could notice the not-too-big, not-too-small bump. She might not have noticed it if she hadn't sucked on her milk jugs.
Contrary to Thyra's expression, Hure was still smiling at her.
"A new boy had joined the guard unit half a year ago. He is just too adorable for me to pass up."
Thyra wasn't sure what to do. However, she didn't expect Hure to grab her ballsack and say, "If my lady wishes, I will serve my lady with my body."