"Huh… ♡!"
In a situation where I was restrained by the hands of the men of the whole body, the cock entered the lower part and the mouth at the same time. While sucking hard with his mouth, he also dreamed of the bottom as he searched for his own pleasure. My memories of being a man are already blurry, but at least I know I don't like it when provoked. His tongue licked the lower part of his glans while his lips pressed against his pillars.
-Churrup
"Oh, I can't stand it."
"Huh… ♡?"
Even from behind, he began to work on a piston movement. He started stabbing him with a big muscle that reached his neck from the front as well. The pleasure of females, who are lusted after by males, rose again.
It is the feeling of desire that allows men to be accepted into me. My senses, accustomed to already accepting sensations, added to the lustful feeling.
"Hey, hehe!"
"Ah, cheap."
"Are you premature? Get out of the way, you bastard."
There was a shouting sound from behind. At the same time, a large amount of semen was shot from the groin, which is the junction. It pulsates dozens of times and pours with the force to fill the womb. The smell of the male begins to intensify even in the cock that repeatedly invades from the mouth. The smell, enough to paralyze the sense of smell, soaks the brain intensely.
"Huh… !"
It's not the cock shape of the guys I've known. The pulsating rhythm was not what I knew. But what about then? It's important that I feel good right now. Because of that done, the lewd hole was developed. This time, Done's penis enters the place where the prince's penis used to come and go.
– Prick prick
"Wow, look at the squeezing."
Of course, this man did not move like Done. This man wasn't even Done. But when I had sex with a man I didn't know like this, he was happy because he felt like he was getting revenge on him, even if it was small.
After all, this woman's torso is like some man's cock, but it's so pleasant that even touching it makes you feel like a dick. It is my body, but it is indeed an obscene body. Jill bites the penis and does not intend to let go.
"Haha… !"
The man in front of me ejaculated. His cum poured out and overflowed into his mouth. As if expressing milk, he sucked in every last drop. He is disgusting, slippery and disgusting. But, like now, when his head was stained with a lustful mood, this was also subtly… ♡ Delicious
-Gulp
"Wow, are you really swallowing it?"
"It's a curse. Fuck you, black horse."
Hehe, uhhh… !"
"Has this gone crazy?"
Things started when Done smiled strangely. He hadn't even whipped his vaginal hole a few times. Premature babies…
It was then. A black heart shape engraved on the lower abdomen glowed pink. My senses strangely expanded and became strange. Even now, I feel enough lewd pleasure, but I feel that it is not enough.
… It's like breaking through a certain limit.
"More, more… ♡!"
"Isn't this bitch crazy?"
"Hey, hey, avoid it!"
"More, give me… ♡ You guys are not the men I know… Quickly, cum all over me."
It felt like someone else was controlling my body. Along with a subtle sense of exaltation, the feeling of wishing that more semen and more whitishness had been poured on her was boosted.
When the three men saw me gone mad, they got scared and left their seats and ran away. I grabbed the robe of the warlock who volunteered to play Tone. The warlock put his nose on the floor and fell out.
"Hehe~♡"
"Fuck, save me you bastards!"
"I don't know. Runs away."
Hehe~♡"
Happy. It feels like your heart is full. It seems that the energy of the dark night is pouring into me. Maybe it's because of the curse. It feels like itching around the back and tailbone. I grabbed the cheeks of the black magician in front of me and stole his lips.
-Chuup♡
"Hey-"
He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, but it seemed to have gotten longer. It sticks out its tongue and sucks in the black magician's mouth. A man can climax several times just with my thick tongue. Snow turns white. It's funny to see him trembling. But the semen pouring down my back is a waste. I repositioned my back and inserted the penis into my vaginal opening.
"Huh… !"
"Are you going to be weaved like this until you die? Okay?"
"Ah… Hick… Urg!"
I don't know how many warlocks I squeezed. For some reason, something like a black tail grew out of me. I inserted the tail into the man's buttock and pressed hard on the prostate to squeeze out every drop of semen that remained.
**
By the time the black magician's blood disappeared and his body became cold, he came to his senses. Coming out through the open iron window, the sky is still dark.
By the way… A man with strong muscles appeared before his eyes.
… And I knew the man very well.
"Looks like it's not too late. [Purification]"
The man in obsidian armor, whose silver mane fluttered behind his helmet, uttered an incantation in a low, grave voice. All the strength drained from my whole body and I collapsed. The man hugged me and ran with all his might into the swampy forest. In the background, [Red Flower] Troops are still faintly visible.
No matter how fast he was running, the strong headwind blew his long silver hair against his cheeks. I am embraced by the man in the obsidian armor and I feel a comfort I have never felt before. Every time the man holding me took a step forward, the surroundings disappeared left and right in an instant.
He was saved again as if he were the most unfortunate person in the world. Predictably, this man will want my body. I don't know how strong this man holding me might be in this world, but he's at least a lot stronger than me. After running for a long time, I came to a place where I couldn't feel the reverberation of the bloody smell and magic from the war.
The man in the obsidian helmet found a place to rest in the woods. He puts me down on a tree stump and takes off his helmet. I also often took off the helmet because it was stuffy because it obscured my view. However, it is dangerous not to wear it in battle because the head defense is drastically reduced.
"Done."
"Who is that?"
"… Yes?"
Naturally, I thought it was Done who appeared wearing that armor. However, it was not Done who appeared after taking off his obsidian helmet. He is far more handsome than Done, who has a rather plain face.
When the helmet was completely removed, silvery-white hair, long and unsightly for a man, spilled out of the helmet. The person wearing obsidian armor with a rather crude medieval knight-like design… He was someone I really knew. No, it may not be a 'person'.
"Yeah, who are you?"
"… Why are you Who am I, what are you… ?"
I wasn't surprised at all. I was really surprised to see the man in front of me. He was the person I knew the most and didn't know. This kind of thing shouldn't exist.
As the man approached, I sat down on the stump and backed up to the few seats left. The shock I received upon confirming my identity was beyond my imagination.
A man approaches. He looks at me from a distance so close that I can feel his breath. The vertical cut on a man's cheek is also my favorite. These are the scars I made when customizing.
Because that man is one of the few Sword Saints on the server, the real [Fenrir].
"Why the hell are you here?"
"I asked first. Who are you?"
"Ah… "
"I'm not the type to curse in front of women. Damn, who are you?"
The bad-tempered Fenrir spoke in a bloody voice. He was a man with a blunt tone and an angular personality. A person appeared as if he embodies the ego I had when I was playing Fenrir. Moreover, he clenched his fists and powerfully slammed down the side of the tree stump where I was sitting.
-Paji weave
The damp, moldy tree that had fallen on the damp ground cracked like dry firewood in Fenrir's fists. The tree it was sitting on also shook with the impact. I instantly jumped into the air and then collapsed. My ass hurts.
I looked at the hollow in the shape of a fist. That fist will stick to me What was instinctively engraved in this world was fear of men. Besides, I don't know how to treat this man.
When I moved my gaze from the broken stump to Fenrir, I saw speculation all over my body. If my prediction is correct, it's probably the [Aura of Battle]. It is the will to openly PK. In that state, if [Strength] Is hit by a blow with 10 increase, with my stamina, even just a shock wave would suffocate me and crush me.
… Wouldn't it be nice to die here?
But Fenrir pierced my weak heart too easily. As if I were the real me, I know very well how to grab and shake the opponent's weaknesses. Simply put, they are intimidating.
"Blow before the third count. Three."
"Ah—-! Me, I am me."
"Two."
"Why are you not satisfied? I am me Fenrir."
"One."
"I am the one who made you! He was the one who watched you until you became a Sword Saint, and the one who helped you the most."
"… It's not a lie."
I hurriedly responded to the blood pouring from Fenrir. Fenrir's character has many skills acquired after becoming a Sword Saint. It seems that he also had a skill to see through the opponent's lies. Besides, Fenrir standing tall in front of me had longer hair than the last time I played.
… As if time had really passed.
"It was kind of strange. Then are you my mother?"
It was a question I couldn't figure out. In a way, it's true that I created that character, but I don't know if that man is really Fenrir or not. Maybe another soul is in that body. I stared at him blankly, not knowing how to answer, and Fenrir averted his gaze.
Oh, I couldn't keep my eyes open when I saw only girls. It's a game, but if you experience it in 3D with graphics similar to reality, everyone will have a similar reaction. The current me is a character with very high [Charm].
Besides, the robe was still loose, exposing the middle of his chest and stomach. When the man who seemed to be the most powerful man in the world looked away from me, he looked cuter than I thought.
"… Please let me know soon."
"Maybe it is."
"Truth…"
"So you are Fenrir?"
"That's right. Mother. I'm sorry I got angry a little while ago."
I was surprised by the sudden change in Fenrir's attitude. Now… She had been living in her own room three months ago, but she was also taken care of at home during her early gaming days.
Of course, it is me who wakes up whenever my mother calls me outside the full dive VR game. As soon as I turned off the game, I should have stood before him like a criminal. I had to live with nagging until I became the worst guild master and got cash from games. It may be a reflection of the ego at that time.
"… Haha, I really don't know."
It's ridiculous. As if the wind or screws that held me together had been loosened, my whole body felt weak. I don't know at what point I am in that body, or it might be a character created in a game.
"Really… You are beautiful."
When I received a compliment that was not a compliment, an unknown emotion surged up. Was this how you felt when you were first raped by a man? I've given birth to a goblin baby, but did that goblin grow up to be a real son? I was really dumbfounded to the point where I could come up with such silly thoughts, and only silly laughter leaked out as if air had gone out of my lungs.
"I came because I heard my mother's voice."
"Why why… Why… ?"
Tears flowed behind the futile thoughts. I don't know what I'm going to do with myself shedding tears. Fenrir approached me without a word. Would I have done this if the female user was crying in the game? That's something you don't know. At least in the game, I was personality trash.
"Do not cry."
"Can you not cry in this situation?"
"… Pop."
Laughter came out at Fenrir's blunt voice. The man who hugged me was a much bigger and stronger person than I was. If he was going to show up, I don't know why he didn't show up earlier. Then at least… He wouldn't have been stuck at the bottom like he is now.
"How did you get here from [Armina Castle]? It's the end of the continent. There is no record of you using a hearthstone or teleportation."
"I ran because I didn't have time."
"… Even lies are ignorant."
I spit it out, but I realized later that I had said this in front of that Fenrir, so I was scared for a moment. But for some reason, Fenrir looked at me with a sympathetic look and nodded his head.
Is what's in there really a replica of my past? Memories of the days when he was already a man are scattered here and there and feel so faint. It might be quicker to say I don't know now.
"This area is dangerous."
"Is there anywhere to hide? Like this… I want to live in hiding forever."
"Of course there is."
"Okay, then let's go there. Then… Can you not sell me to a brothel or rape me?"
Fenrir hardened his expression at what I said without thinking. He barely stiffened his expression and simply glared at me in the eyes, and goosebumps ran through his whole body. No one has ever reacted like this even when I said this. Everyone just looked at me with lust-ridden eyes.
So…
"A favor without a price is always risky. That's what my mother always said."
"Who are you?"
"I do not know. Because at some point in her life she heard her mother's voice. That voice hadn't been heard properly for days."
I don't know why Fenrir's grave voice keeps making me laugh. There's really no way that monster could be my biological son. However, the phenomenon of update itself was also unrealistic, and this character does not look young just by looking at it from the outside. Judging by the date the character was created, the other side is a few years older.
"But was the voice male or female?"
"It doesn't matter. The reality that my mother is in front of me is more important."
"I was never a woman."
"I do not know. Now is more important."
I am a very realist. If the reality was irresistible, he would compromise with reality. Maybe that's why I pushed others like that. If I suddenly hear that the person I thought was my mother is a man, I would be more than surprised and angry.
But is that really me or a game character?
"Can you wake up?"
"Yes… Although my back hurts."
"[Superlative Healing]"
Fenrir put his hand on my waist and recited the priest's skill. When it became an advanced job, it was possible to bring some skills from other jobs. But it was worth the price. Priest-type skills deal damage to themselves as much as they heal. It is to heal others by sacrificing yourself.
Of course, my lower back hurts a little now, but this is a woman's pain. If a man takes on this damage…
"It's dangerous for the swordsman to use such a skill!"
"No."
The face of my ideal, which I had customized after a movie star, smiled. If in the past it was just the face of a man I wanted to be like, now it's strangely heartbreaking… Clumps I tried not to be conscious, but Fenrir put his arm inside my thigh and hugged me again. Could not be ignored.
"Go to your temporary shelter."
"Hey, wait a minute, huh… !"
Fenrir with steel stamina hugs me and starts running through the rough swamp. Even with so many obstacles, it's like running on flat ground. Even my body doesn't shake, so I feel like I'm riding in a top-notch wagon. I really don't know how many times I've laughed. I may have gone really crazy.
The surrounding environment changes in an instant. Since we got out of the swamp area of [Eckdona Castle], It seems to be the plain of the nearby [Alloa Castle]. This castle is very easy to attack and bad to defend, so it is classified as a castle in a neutral area among users. So, new users often come and go.
"Long time no see."
"There is a temporary shelter in the village outside the castle."
"Yes… "
The place indicated as a temporary residence was a fantasy-style house commonly found in rural villages near cities. It was a shabby house with the ceiling woven with straw and bare wooden musculature, and the walls made of baked white earth with slight cracks.
I was laid on the bed, hugged. I was healed a while ago and my energy was overflowing, but I didn't want to move that much. It was the most comfortable day I've ever been in this world. I feel comfortable being with people I don't know at all.
"You might want to ask why I didn't run right away."
"You know me? If you were right in front of me, I wouldn't have gone through this high school."
"Your mother's tone seems to have softened a lot. She is a lot different than I thought."
"By the way, were you originally such a polite character?"
Taken aback by my question, Fenrir looked to his side. I know that because it's what I did. In front of me, they openly reveal their weaknesses, as if they are not ashamed. I think it's right to think that it's at least something that resembles me. But was I really that kind of person… ?
"… I hated obeying my mother."
"Was it a character strong enough to develop an ego… Lately, there have been times when my body didn't listen."
"I didn't want to go back and take everything from my mother. I have been hearing your hallucinations lately."
"… Did you hear everything?"
I don't know what kind of words it may be, but it seems that the words that kept talking about Boncanny Fenrir in the state of being pickled for pleasure in sex and rape were conveyed.
And… There were so many that I couldn't remember under what circumstances I said those things. I was so ashamed of myself in the past that I buried my head in the duvet and didn't lift it up.
**
– Kkokki oh oh ~~
"Yes… "
The sound of chickens outside is noisy. Chickens around here are so fucking noisy in the morning. I don't know which chicken in the house makes such a loud cry early in the morning.
I rubbed my sleepy eyes and got up from the bed. Even today, her long hair flutters in the air and flickers in front of her eyes. Today is a wonderful woman's day! Is a horn.
When I woke up, I wanted to get out of the VR game several times, but it has already been 4 months since I had that dream. It has been one month since he was cleansed after receiving the [Curse of Inma] From the trio who attacked the castle.
As if the war was all over, I am leading a country life in a quiet countryside.
"Grumble… "
Get up, fold the blanket, open the window and hang it out in a sunny place. If you don't do this, worms will get caught. Unlike the bald strongest, Fenrir easily catches even small insects. But for some reason, I am scared when I see bugs differently from what I think in my head.
When I open the window, the hot sun is pouring in today. When I looked near the bed to dry the blanket, I saw traces of blood I had never seen before.
"Hey… ?"
I was surprised that some animal had died in my crotch at night. And blood soaked my pajamas and dripped onto the floor. It was too late, but I found out what had happened. If you have common sense in reality, this is a story you often hear in science classes and sex education classes in middle and high schools.
When I experienced it myself, it felt like my stomach was gurgling and I was dropping something on my own. It doesn't hurt at all, but the groin feels hot and wet. I walk to the bucket of water I brought yesterday and wash myself. Since it's not a city, you can't expect flush toilets complete with magic circles, but using the Fenrir cheat solves it to some extent.
"Ugh… "
I woke up from a deep sleep and I feel dirty, but even blood drips down. I never thought I would get my first period in 4 months. It also means that you can conceive real men's children, even if they don't have ovulation promoters in their semen like goblins.
"Pajamas… I should take it off."
Strangely, Fenrir is enjoying a petit bourgeois life. She makes a living by catching and selling few animals nearby. It is also to follow my will of not wanting to be seen by others. There are no posters with my face drawn on this countryside, and the shadow of the [Luts] Guild does not reach.
"Phew… It really bothers me."
It is similar to the dirty feeling of washing your panties after having your first wet dream. It's the same except that it hurts my eyes more because it's red instead of white. This, the hole keeps bleeding. Maybe I need to learn how to deal with it. I think I need to stop the bleeding…
"I don't know."
I put [Fluffy wool] On top of the new panties and put it on. [Fluffy sheep's wool] Is not real sheep's wool, but a fantasy material in the shape of sheep's wool that has the property of absorbing liquid. The blood seems to be clotted, but I'm in a hurry, so what will happen until I ask the sister next door.
It solves the blood-stained laundry as it is. The laundry piled up just in time, so I solved it at once. Fenrir has plenty of water in her water tank, so it looks like things will be fine soon. Wipe the sweat with your sleeve and set aside the infested fabric.
After roughly finishing the laundry, I had to solve the hardening around the groin. Steps out of the house and puts on her shoes to meet her next door sister. Suddenly, something hard in the groin starts scratching the pubic area. In line with my gait, a hard object gently stimulates the already sensitive crack.
"Ah… What?"
She stopped and squeezed his lower abdomen with both hands. There was no one around, but the feeling of wriggling inside my panties as if I had been subjected to black magic was bad. She quickly ducked into a nearby shade. When she lowered her panties slightly, the red wet [Fluffy wool] Wriggled in the shape of tentacles.
"Ha ha… ♡"
I dropped the [Fluffy Wool] That was clinging to my panties and groin. There are items that change when they are stained with blood, and that wool was similar. Thinking that I shouldn't do such a thing in the future, I quickly run to the door next door and knock before more blood drips down my pants.
-Smart
"Yes, who are you?"
The older sister from next door came running with a bright voice. She doesn't have much of an age gap with me in real life, but she is an older sister who calls me older sister because of the difference in age from my current age. It's an ordinary impression that can be seen in the countryside, but it's also an NPC in the game, so it's aesthetically beautiful… Sister.
"Oh, Perrin, welcome~"
"There… Hanel sister, me… "
"What's happen?"
"I had my period today… "
I whispered my private parts to the older sister next door. But Hanel-sister listened silently, and she burst into laughter at the story of [Fluffy Wool]. It was the reaction of an ordinary rural older sister.
"Ahahaha! Really, did you really? Come on. Shall we take a shower with Perrin after a long time?"
"No… I just want you to tell me how."
"It's okay, it's okay. Come on."
"Ah…"
After settling down in this rural village, a strangely feminine behavior takes hold. I don't know if that's the rule of the game or if I'm playing according to my view of women, but it was anyway. I learned how to deal with this and that by following my sister to the point where I felt embarrassed.
… I won't tell you what's left of her stamina due to her unstoppable skinship.
"Ah, that's right. Isn't that Perrine? Well, someone who was injured while hunting came to the chief's house yesterday."
"Are you an outsider?"
"Yes, I am an outsider. A very nasty looking outsider. So Perrin must hide in her house and not come out. Got it?"
"… Yes."
She nodded her head at her sister's words. She doesn't necessarily want to meet and work with outsiders. Since coming to this village, I have consistently avoided outsiders. Fenrir's affinity was more than I thought, so we made all the villagers on our side. Besides, I, who used to tremble when I see men, made me a member of the village before I knew it.
Having an outsider come to such a rare place was the most dangerous threat to me. The villagers are doubly dangerous because they are good in the dumb sense. The moment I ask, 'Is there a pretty girl of this height with silver hair in the village?', I will be identified right away and she will come looking for me right away.
"Sister… Thank you for today."
"No, Perrin! Please come again next time!"
"Yes!"
I bow politely to Sister Hanel and leave the house. Fenrir's shoes are already lying around when she returns home today in the filthy, glaring sunlight. Not befitting the name Sword Saint, her boots were stained with blood.
… No way?
I threw off my shoes and ran straight to my room. Fenrir was throwing his bloody leather clothes on the floor. When I saw that, my heart skipped a beat. I felt my eyes go dark.
There's no way Fenrir will die… Just in case…
"Hey, hey, where did you go? How do you feel?"
"Mom. I'm here."
When she raised her gaze, she saw Fenrir taking off her jacket. As she lived as a master of a ranked guild and accumulated related corrections, Fenrir also has high [Charm]. I mean she looks that good-looking.
Looking up at Fenrir like this makes my heart beat in a different way. Showing her embarrassing appearance, her face burned and she shouted.
"Who told you to come here bloody like this! The monsters around here are less than level 40, aren't they? Do you want to become a swordsman and come back with a drop of blood on your clothes?"
"I'm sorry, haha."
I was the one who told Fenrir to speak. She seemed reluctant at first, but she pushed for it and accepted it. But she is so angry to the top of her head, but I didn't ask her to answer dryly and dryly. I kicked her to the floor to upset her, and suddenly her head was spinning and her stomach was spinning.
Because of anemia
"Mom, are you okay?"
"Yes…"
She didn't have to come running and accept it when she collapsed, but she accepted it. Being a bad boy to others but being good only to me is what makes it worse. He's a bad guy If this happens, even my heart will turn into a female, but I have endured it for the past month. No, it's closer to being forced to endure it.
I asked Fenrir to let it go anyway, so if I fell like this, I would almost hit the edge of that shelf, so let's be patient.
"Who was the outsider who came yesterday, and if there was such a guy, I told you to tell me first?"
"I went and checked. He's not the one looking for us."
"Can I trust you?"
"Yes. Can't you trust me?"
If this guy says you can trust him, then he can trust you. On the first day I came to this house, I seduced Fenrir to the end. But at all, this man was not bewitched. He said that it actually boosted his confidence. Rather, he refused with his single sword, to the point of damaging his pride. Me.
"I told you from the beginning, can't you keep calling me mother?"
"Then sister?"
"Let's not talk."
"Hehe, Mom."
Fenrir laughed like a town fool and laid me on his lap. What makes you feel so good? Did I do that? I also want to If I saw a face like that for no reason, I thought that only my mind would be confused, so I turned around.
"So, when are you going to go hunting next?"
"I'm leaving this evening and going around for three days."
"Are you taking good care of your health?"
"Mom, don't you trust me?"
"Is that the only answer you can give?"
I don't know why, but when I'm in front of this guy, I feel like I'm just nagging. It's been a while since I've given up my role as the master of an evil organization anyway, so a peaceful life isn't bad either. Fenrir also made various things as I said, to see if my memory was near common sense. The water tank in the bathroom is also the work of Fenrir.
"Let's see mom's belly."
"What is it again?"
"I cleaned it then, but I need to check it properly. [The Curse of the Inma] Is not easily lifted."
"After… Okay."
In front of Fenrir, I grabbed the hem of my blouse and lifted it slightly. Fenrir slightly pulled the waist of her skirt down. Even the bruises of her lower abdomen are exposed, which gives a shaky feeling. She flinches as her rough hand touches the sensitive belly fat.
"… Eww."
"Aren't you too sensitive?"
"I'm sorry."
Fenrir's hand moves as if sweeping my stomach. As her eyes close, she feels dizzy. While flirting on the first day, she said, 'We are not even related by blood.' Even so, let alone the tent, his facial expression did not change at all.
"It's neat."
"I'm washing it clean."
"Then you can go out today without worry."
"… Can't you rest?"
"If Mom wants it."
Fenrir lives on his own, but without this guy, I can't even dream of rural life. Because Fenrir wears a normal NPC cosplay, we are just living without any problems. I reluctantly did not answer.
"Then I'll go tonight."
"I am anxious."
"What are you worried about, Mom?"
"It seems to be changing…"
"Today's mother is strange, isn't it? Did she even menstruate?"
… This guy?
I checked to see if there was any surveillance magic attached to my body. In particular, she pierced the area near the lower abdomen, which she had just touched, but there was no sign of magic. She really is a nice guy.
"Oh, don't say that in the future."
"Yes."
Fenrir gets up with a smirk and prepares food. Her cooking level is also significantly higher than Fenrir's new character, me, so she makes it much better. [Cooking King] I feel distant when I think of the days when I ran with my own feet to win the title.
On the other hand, now I… A woman who can only have sex.
Don't even think about it, it's dizzy.
"These days, orcs often appear. That's why it's orc meat."
"Isn't pork okay?"
"Because oak meat is lighter and tastier. I got more exercise, so my back legs are especially toned."
"The last time I did it, it was like a lump of metal, so I couldn't even chew it."
"I'll make it soft enough for mom to eat, so wait."
Wow, you are a great filial son.
After all, I had never been so obsessed with food after the transfer. However, the food I ate for the past month seemed to be really good, except for the smoked oak breast with the texture of iron. Before living in Gilma, I was a person who enjoyed the game itself, but now Fenrir seemed to see me back then.
Gilma life really ruined me… I hope that this country life, which is fine in its own way, does not end. But outside the window, as if to represent my anxious mind, dark clouds that had never been there were filling up one side of the sky.
"Mother…"
* *
Fenrir looked down at Perrin, who was sleeping peacefully, with melancholy eyes. Her Perrin is more attractive than any woman Fenrir has ever seen.
Moreover, she looks as if she embodies her ideal type that exists in her own head. So, whenever he saw her Perrin, he shuddered as if he were seeing her god, but Fenrir felt no sexual attraction to her.
No wonder she called 'Mother' as soon as she saw it. Actually, she tried to call her something like 'Guardian', but it was because her presence in front of her was too beautiful to use her masculine vocabulary. When she suddenly looked through her with her skill called [Her Sage's Gaze], She saw very dangerous corrections. Those corrections made Fenrir's chest even more stuffy.
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[Occupation: Priest] [Auxiliary job: x] [Partner: Done]
[Level: 42]
[Remaining stats: 19]
[Strength: 3] [Agility: 3] [Intelligence: 5]
[Stamina: 14.5] [Spirit: 11.5] [Charism: 62]
[Drug Addiction 5: Addicted to drugs. Charm +5 Stamina +2.5 Intelligence -2.5]
[Book of Intelligence 4: Completed a difficult book. Intelligence +4]
[Book of Mental Power 3: You have read the book that makes you lose your mind. Spirit +3]
[Fearful Memory 7: A fearful memory was engraved. Charm +3.5 Intelligence -7 Spirit -3.5]
[Social Reputation 1: Received social prestige. Charm +1 Spirit +1]
[Different sexual orientations 1: Awakening to different sexual orientations. Charm +1 Spirit -1]
[Sense of surrender 5: I learned the mindset of giving in. Charm +15]
[Submissiveness 5: I learned to obey. Charm +2.5 Intelligence -5]
[Sperm poisoning 7: I was poisoned by semen. Charm +7]
[Masturbation Addiction 3: Addicted to masturbation. Charm +3 Intelligence -1.5]
[Exhibitionism 3: Attractiveness +3 when naked]
[Masochism 8: I recognized masochistic pleasure. Charm +4 Stamina +8 Spirit -8]
[Love heart 10 (m): It is the heart that loves a partner. Charm +10]
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"… Done."
Fenrir grunted at the [Partner] Column, which he sees whenever he sees her mother's stats, and grinds her molars. Her mother didn't say anything, but she, Fenrir, she had a clear picture of what had happened in [Rubo Castle].
As the life force from Fenrir reached her mother, her sleeping mother let out a shallow groan and squinted her eyes. Fenrir withdrew her energy and wiped her mother's brow with sweat dripping from her.
Even a little bit of disgusting energy is sensitive, so I can't sleep properly. Besides, when she touched Fenrir's hand, she let out a hot breath as if begging for a man.
"… Haa♡."
For Fenrir, living with the woman she called 'Mother' was more enjoyable each day than the sum of her entire life so far. Her presence in front of her eyes is the embodiment of a certain 'revelation' that has existed since she was born. Her revelations weren't always right, and sometimes she ordered things different from what she thought, but her mother's revelations always put her own mind at ease, as she was anxious about the future.
But such a being. It's so broken.
Fenrir closed her eyes and refrained from living for her mother.
The one who always made me feel comfortable.
Someone forcibly summoned her mother, who existed at a higher level, to this world. From that day on, the revelation she gave to herself was cut off. It happened on the way to [Armina Castle] For guild work after running the [Luts] Guild that her mother had told her to create.
From that day on, Fenrir desperately traveled all over the continent to find the passage through which 'revelation' entered. His patience was stretched to the limit just before he found Perrin, and he couldn't remember how many people had died at his hands.
Some say, 'You are not a player… ', But Fenrir couldn't understand the meaning of those words. Until the moment when the supreme being in front of his eyes gave him the answer he wanted, he had killed far more people with his hands than when he had done evil in the [Luts] Guild.
The woman's cries passing through her head were drowned out by the voice of the woman who had died before her eyes, and she could not hear him. But as soon as she heard the voice that passed by in an instant, Fenrir jumped to the place where she heard her voice. He covered half the continent in less than a day. When Fenrir arrived, the woman had received the [Curse of Yinma] And was turning into her demon by sacrificing the energies of her sacrifice.
But it's not too late.
She couldn't keep her mother locked up in that dangerous place. Fenrir made a quick decision and left for the time being. Fenrir was also a human being, so he felt tired and looked for a tree stump for a while to put her mother down. And he inquired why her mother's voice rang in his brain.
'I'm the one who made you! He's the one who watched you until you became a Sword Saint, and the one who helped you the most.'
Her mother, to whom she answered crying desperately, was not as supportive as she had thought. Although she was close to her own ideal, of course. But when she looked at [She had a sage's gaze], Her words were imprinted in her mind as the language [It's the truth].
Finally, the person Fenrir had been looking for day and night appeared before his eyes. And she remembers her name, which her mother then cried, and told her to look at her own form.
"… Done."
It's probably the name of the bastard I summoned to this world. The bastard had her mother loaded with bizarre corrections that even prostitutes in the red light district wouldn't get.
Fenrir thought she would make those who used her mother in this way pay the price. To do that, she needs to return to the [Luts] She forgot about after the revelation was cut off. But if she went back now, other guys would have already swallowed the guild.
Fenrir needed the power to overturn [Lutz]. In order to destroy [Luts], She needed another guild with the same strength as that guild. That's why Fenrir thought of another advisor a day away.
If it is [Armina Castle], You will be able to find 'Damian', a paladin who received a revelation from her mother's best friend. He was [Luts]'S rebellious advisor, but he belonged to [Luts]. By now he should be on his way to an independent guild.
"I'm coming."
Perrin fell asleep unaware of the world. She trembled, closing her eyes tightly from the nightmare. She regrets it, but Fenrir has not learned the magic to interfere with her dreams. When she returns, she thinks that she will dive into the nightmare and learn the magic to defeat the culprit of the nightmare, and she sets out on her way.
* * *
"Ah… It's cold."
I grabbed my trembling body and stood up. It was still overcast outside, and thunder roared loudly. It was painful as if that weather condition reminded me of what happened with Blue Blue in [Eckdona Castle]. If the house had been decorated with wooden walls, she might have remembered the time she met Done. Fortunately, this house we live in is a brick house.
"… No."
When thunder and lightning strike like that, my heart becomes weak. It seemed to change like a real fragile country girl. Fenrir was a reliable person who was always by my side and protected me from any troubles. Fenrir… Where did you go
Dark clouds are overcast and it is dark even inside the house. To prepare breakfast, she led her staggered body and walked to the kitchen.
"Town… "
When I tried to get up and walk, I felt sick to my stomach. I don't feel sick after starting my period, but the aftereffects are amazing. It's admirable how women go through these three or three days a month. I ran straight to the bathroom, grabbed the toilet, and vomited. Every time I breathed, I felt sick to my stomach and repeated three times to vomit up gastric juices.
Wipe your mouth with a towel placed around you and run out of water. The feeling of something rumbling in my lower abdomen and falling off was quite disgusting and painful. As soon as I came to my senses, the blood drained all over my body. She sighs and prostrates herself in front of the table.
"Fenrir…"
It was strangely uncomfortable. It was raining, and it seemed to make me feel uncomfortable. To divert her mind, she finds her chores. Fenrir probably ate at night, and the tableware was sloppy. As she puts it in the water and does the dishes, her mind calms down.
But it was still dark outside. I wanted to sleep more, but I'm not tired either. As she lay on the sofa in her daze, she suddenly remembered Damian. I don't know why he remembered. I just remember the fact that I became independent from [Luts] To [Chronos] And grew in number in an instant.
"Perhaps… "
Like I met Fenrir, Damian might have met a lot of alts. The mere thought of the 10 members of the Legion, who had a high tem level and even moved in unison, was terrifying. Wouldn't it be a team that embodies the concerns of a deceased person who thinks, 'If you create a dream team with your own account, at least one raid would be chewing gum'.
Laughter came out suddenly. Even when I think about it, my emotions switch quickly. However, it was so funny to think that Damian's subordinates would answer Damian by saying, 'Mom, Mom', just like Fenrir did when he saw me. I grabbed him by the belly and rolled on the floor.
No, since that person has been transferred to a male character, is it 'Dad'? Anyway, if it's Damian, there's no doubt that he's starting from a much better starting point than me. [Chronos] Is not a guild that waged war on [Luts].
"… Nothing will happen to Fenrir."
It will. First of all, isn't it the world's strongest swordsman? A swordsman, an advanced job, is on a completely different level from a normal warrior. But if ten Damians rush in there… ? It was a joke within the guild, but it was said that there was no raid that could not be broken with 10 Damians. Maybe Damian would win.
As I play the delusional power game in my head, my anxiety disappears and I feel a little relieved. For the time being, there are outsiders, so I can't go outside, so I'm stuck in the corner of my room. In the morning, he roughly mixes the ingredients Fenrir has filled, puts them in his mouth, and starts cleaning the house.
"Ugh!"
Bug… It's a bug. After being transferred to this body, I really hate bugs. I especially hate it because it reminds me of memories in the goblin cave. I had memories of bugs crawling through my genitals while I couldn't move and my limbs were tied, but from that day on, I hated insects terribly because it was itchy and made me feel dirty.
… After cleaning, I went into Fenrir's room. When Fenrir is away for a long time, he always comes in looking for a male scent. He says he doesn't want me, but he doesn't.
No, this body certainly wanted Fenrir, a reliable man. In addition, a lot of stress has accumulated recently, and sexual desire has also increased by the time the blood in the pubic area disappears.
"A little bit… "
I buried my face in Fenrir's blanket. The smell of a male who slept cleanly and slept stung his nose. For some reason, Fenrir always washed and fell asleep in front of me. However, the pillow smells of sweat, trace amounts of blood, and the smell of soap. I can't stand being in a state that smells like this, as if I'm addicted to masturbation.
Why do you put up with it, there's only one woman here.
She grabbed her panties with her fingers and slid them down. It seems like her period is coming to an end, so she doesn't have to put a cloth over her panties anymore. And the inside of the hole where the blood was pouring out was very sensitive because it was almost torn. The fishy smell of blood and sour crotch mixed unpleasantly with the smell of Fenrir.
She removed all the clothes attached to her body and lay down on Fenrir's bed. It feels so good to have your skin tickled. It seems that my skin has become extremely sensitive at this time. I rub my back against the sheet and wrap my warm, soft breasts with both hands.
"… Oh no!"
I feel the pleasure enough to put my consciousness lightly. It was just masturbation, but I felt better when I delused that Fenrir's large hands were violently touching my breasts. Although mine are thinner and weaker than Fenrir's fingers… Breathing naturally became rough.
"Huh… Under… Yes… ♡!
My breasts were soft. As she touches her plump breasts, she wonders what it would be like if a man had touched them. Look down and look at your groin. Now I don't even remember anything being there. A beautiful pink mucous membrane smeared with blood was just slightly staining the tip of the crack.
It was so sensitive that it was wet right now. One hand is slowly raised from the inside of the thigh and scrapes the crack. Exciting pleasure rises to the crown of the head. With the other hand, scratch or flick the tip of the nipple with your fingernail.
"Ugh, yes! Ah! Aaaaang♡!"
The pleasure of crawling around the body intensifies. Vaginal pain repeats contractions. She inserts a finger into her already moist vaginal opening and sucks in as she wishes. I continued to masturbate until I felt my back tightening and my body was exhausted. After all, a woman's body is too pleasant.
But Fenrir… When are you coming home
* * *
There was no news from Fenrir for a week. On the third day he promised to return, he was so nervous at the slightest sound that his legs froze and he couldn't even move.
But that was already 4 days ago. He thought that there was no way Fenrir would be defeated, but it was difficult to move or even breathe due to the mental shock.
I know very well how strong Fenrir is. This area was forgotten by the developers to the extent that even the raid dungeon was not open, and it was a safe place. To put it bluntly, this area is where monsters that don't look like a big deal appear. Fenrir simply lived to the extent of catching wild boars, but there was no way he would have died in a place like this.
The problem is that I am reticent, and Fenrir is very similar to that personality. Even if he died, he wouldn't have let out a single scream.
"Egg plant… No, he would not have died."
I don't know how many times I screamed silently with my terribly weak mental head. Fortunately, with the alcohol Fenrir had accumulated, he lasted for a day or two. But that's for a day or two. It was even more painful because of the men who came to mind like hallucinations when I was in a hazy mind. So it was better to stay sober.
As the wind blows through the window, her silver hair flutters backwards. The golden field outside the window sways in the same rhythm. The rural village is now in the middle of harvest, so everyone goes out to gather wheat grains.
Villagers also came to my house to help, but I shook my head because there was no man. The villagers went out looking at me sadly. Fenrir was just one of the village youths to them, and he knows very well what keeps our family alive.
Fenrir, the 'commission attendant', a woman praying at home waiting for him. It is a good subject to chew as a snack for the villagers. Those who work outside start to plow each other's fields and cut down the golden fields with scythes. Perhaps if Fenrir was also at home, she would have caught the scythe in between.
The seat where there was no one was anxious and distressed. When I stare out the window alone and lonely, time does not flow so terribly. The loneliness is tolerable, but it makes me want to bite my tongue whenever I think of other men.
"… Please."
I grabbed her breasts and threw myself on the window sill. If I suffer more here, what will I gain? I woke up with my long loose hair. When I smell the wind blowing outside the window, the longing only gets stronger. Besides, I'm a man. Now he burst into laughter as he repeated his unconvincing self-talk. I'll have to wash the dishes.
-Whoops
"The wind is blowing too hard."
Before that, I have to close the window. He muttered with an ambiguous smile. Go around the house and close all the windows. It seems that even a storm will blow for a while. A dangerous smell is carried on the wind, but I don't know what it smells like because I'm used to living in the country.
– Kreurreung
I hear the sound of an animal somewhere. I closed the last window and locked the door…
I'm scared… Urine flowing enough to make the lower leg wet… I guess I can't help it.