Author:Read the following chapter before commenting, or dropping the novel.
{The form Thyra had taken was that of a male. So, from now on, I will denote Thyra as 'he'. I will revert to 'she' after Thyra undoes the skill.}
"How dare you, Verlan?" The outburst came from an unexpected source. The mother is almost about to beat him, but the leader raises her hand to stop her.
"Yes, I am." The leader answered calmly, "Do you have any problem with that?"
"No, no, there's no problem at all, your highness." The mother quickly jumps between them, saying, "Come on, say it."
Thyra wasn't sure if he wanted to say that. In the previous world, the number of Thyra's male partners was much higher than that of her female partners.
However, Thyra wasn't sure if he would be comfortable having a sausage fest after having a wand of his own. It was also true that he wanted to do it with Rhea, who was also the MC of the novel.
That was the character that made him simp and lust after a futanari. Even if he is a futanari, he will not mind doing it with Reha.
He is willing to try out a different futanari. If anything, he was a little excited about doing it with a futa. His main worry, however, was that he lacked the correct facility for full appreciation in his current state.
"I have no problem, your highness." Thyra gave her a deep bow.
"Then, follow me." The leader turned back without wasting any more time. Thyra sighed and followed her. The mother was the one to lead her to the room.
"Then I choose these two."
"If you want two, you have to go last."
Thyra could hear the other girl continuing their bickering as he left, following Mother and the leader.
"Your Majesty, they would wait upon you," The Mother showed two girls, who bowed to her.
"Let them wait outside. If I need them, I will call upon them."
The Mother hesitated. After all, it was not the case for other nobles. They would always have one in the room, and sometimes they also got involved in the actual act. However, she wanted to wait outside.
"Your Highness, if they wait outside, how are they going…"
The esteemed 'lady' didn't let Mother finish her words and repeated, "Outside," and entered the room.
Thyra smirked and entered the room while closing the door behind him. As soon as he did, she pushed him against the door.
"Oh! You truly have a big one." Her hand was already under his red cloth. She looked at his face, smiling, "And your face is cute too."
Before Thyra could say anything, she planted a big kiss on his lips. Thyra didn't know what this world's kissing standard was, but Thyra felt it was like a child's first kiss, trying to suck on both lips at the same time.
After letting her suck on his mouth, Thyra pushed her away. He could see her frown and was about to say something. Before she could, he pulled her chin closer and left a soft peck on her lips.
It was like a dragonfly touching the water's surface, and he moved away as soon as their lips touched. His action kept her interested while making her curious about his future actions.
Seeing Thyra come close again, she opened her mouth like a carp waiting for food. Thyra avoided her full frontal assault before taking her upper lips between her.
Thyra sucked on her upper lips gently, making her wonder what he was trying to do. However, when she felt his lower lips between her own, she too followed Thyra's action.
Alas! Her aggressive tendency took over, and she almost started biting him. Again. Thyra had to push her away.
"What are you doing?" Naturally, she wasn't happy with Thyra's constant resistance.
"Your Highness, girls won't like it if you act so aggressively. You need to start slow before showing them how much you love them."
"What do you…" She couldn't finish her words before Thyra arrested her lower lip. She put her hand on Thyra's chest but didn't get to push him away before she got sucked into the indulgence.
Slowly but surely, she learned how to do it. As Thyra moved from her lower lips to her upper lips, she would suck on Thyra's lower lips.
When Thyra started his tongue invasion, she resisted at first. But, after a couple of failed attempts, Thyra broke through.
And the wrestling had begun. Although she was pretty aggressive, she was no match for Thyra's tricks. In the end, he took her tongue into his mouth.
Thyra had no idea if he had ever kissed someone for so long. Even he was a little out of breath after such a lengthy kiss. As he let her go, she stood there with her mouth wide open and her tongue sticking outside her mouth.
"You are quite good at this kind of thing." Escaping her trance, she quickly wiped her mouth.
"I am happy to serve Your Majesty," Thyra gave a small bow to show his respect, but the thing pressing against her leather trouser attracted his attention.
This is a great size. Thyra was confident that, given her size, she would have been cast in several notable films in his previous world. And if she knew how to act as a doctor, engineer, policeman, fireman, teacher, plumber, and pizza delivery guy, she could have been very popular too.
"Don't call me that."
"Sorry?"
"Call me Triska."
That name was enough for Thyra to understand who she was. She was the third princess of the Ardour kingdom. Even though Hure's manuscript mentions that she didn't care about the throne, she is still the fourth most dangerous of her siblings for Thyra to keep an eye on.
However, the fact that they were half-siblings did not bother Thyra in the least. To begin with, he had no emotional attachment to his relatives in this world. Even if she did, she wouldn't have cared.
'If she looks lewd, then you should do it.' That was the rule he lived by.
"Yes, my lady."
"Not my lady. Call me Triska." She said she turned around as she spoke. How could he not enjoy something so beautiful in front of him?
He didn't have a latex fetish, but seeing her thick thighs stretch the leather garment to the brink of tearing, he could understand why people enjoy it.
"Come on, help me remove it."
At her request, Thyra helped her remove the corset. As he was untying the knots in her back, he heard Triska say, "No matter what happens in this room, no one should ever know about it. If you do…"
Triska didn't finish her words and turned around. And two cushions on her chest aggressively pushed the already untied corset off her chest, exposing the upper part of her body.
Even without the corset, her waist didn't change much. Although she didn't have any defined packs, her stomach lacked any sign of fat. Thyra was sure it wasn't the result of a day or two.
What was more mesmerising was her chest. Although it wasn't too big, it was still bigger than Thyra's real ones. However, the fact that those big things could still stand proudly, even with such an amount of mass, surprised him.
Thyra couldn't help but take a second look at the mound with the smallest areola he had ever seen, saying, "Don't worry, Trista. Even I will forget what will happen here tomorrow."