[Thearesia] There is a 'kingdom' at the eastern end of the continent. Down the hall of the royal palace, the center of the kingdom, a person wearing a fine purple cloak was walking on the red carpet with his shoulders stretched proudly. Was
And he was also the person who had to take on the raid boss in the original game [Thearesia] After the max level expansion.
But now that players have been incorporated as part of the worldview. He has a stronger presence in the game than the scenario originally intended to be used in. The war between the kingdom and the kingdom was far ahead, and the kingdom was falling faster. The second prince, who watched the unbearable violence of his servants, revealed his presence as a raid boss a little earlier.
The 2nd Prince eventually [Awakened] With a raid boss level correction for some reason.
The reason for that [Awakening] Is the three guilds created by the players. The three-way battle between the three guilds, [Luts] In charge of the darkness and nobles of the kingdom, [Cronus] Who dominates the center of the new country, and [Red Flower], Which is called the center of neutral countries, client associations, and merchants, also had an impact. The existence of Perrin, who moved between them, was enough stimulus to awaken the prince.
In the original scenario, the second prince spends the first night with a castrated man who had an arranged marriage, and realizes that the man was actually brainwashed and falls apart. The sinister undercurrent was about to be revealed.
However, the presence of a woman named [Perrin] And the presence of [Players] Completely turned the scenario around. The players, who got a job as [Kingdom]'S intelligence officers, gave the second prince information about his fiancée. The second prince, who had fallen in love with his fiancée since childhood, realized the truth early on and met [Perrin] In despair.
The prince, who had everything from the beginning, fell in love with Perrin, who rebelled against him but had excessive [Charm]. And when Perrin was kidnapped by [Luts], She finally achieved her awakening as a raid boss.
His face was full of colors as he proudly walked through the halls of the palace. Beside him walked a rebellious maid who looked exactly like the lost item, as if being pulled by an invisible leash.
The prince passed through his hall and came to his office. With an elegant posture, he sat down with his legs crossed on the desk, flipping through the piles of papers on the desk. At the same time, he smiles as if he would squeeze the breasts of many women. The maid stood beside him, still pouting, and bowed her head.
The prince looked at the maid once again and smiled like a sculpture. Even in the original scenario, he was set as a rare genius in the sky, a raid boss who deviated from the balance law of [Thearesia].
No matter how strong the swordsman is, it is impossible to defeat him, the next raid boss, with force one-on-one due to the limitations of being a player. Besides, the second prince is an intellectually outstanding person. Awakening early, no one can beat [Thearesia] With the power he possessed. However, the biggest weakness is that the kingdom that is the basis of his power is in chaos.
"A new country that suddenly goes to war, the resistance of nobles from within. The belly of the people who ruined farming and festered. In the meantime, the luxurious life of the capital's aristocrats who throw parties every day and try to forget about it with alcohol. Everything is going according to my will."
The kingdom's wealth and power were gradually gathering under the second prince, and the power of the first prince and king was getting weaker and weaker day by day. Secret documents of that kind are scattered in the Chancellor's room in the form of countless documents.
Even recently, an engagement with a child of a local nobleman was canceled as the king took responsibility. Since he was a castrated man from the beginning, marriage was impossible. All the sins went back to the king and his forces, and after that incident, the fall of the 'kingdom' and the expected date of the second prince's revolution are speeding up out of control.
"Although I am an idiot who lives by touching women. Right, Perrin?"
"… ?"
When the prince hinted, the maid flinched. Seeing her blue eyes tremble, the second prince gently grabbed the maid by the waist. She couldn't move even as the maid put on her disgusted expression. Around her neck, a choker-type necklace with countless magic circles inside red jewels was clinging to her skin. The necklace manipulated the maid into absolute obedience to the second prince.
"I am glad to be back."
"Oops… ♡"
The silver-haired maid called Perrin bit her molars, swallowing her melted voice. When she came to her senses, she saw that a silver necklace studded with red jewels had been placed around her own neck, and she had no choice but to follow the orders of the prince in front of her eyes.
Fenrir inherited the abilities of a high-level swordsman with mental resistance, but the [Order Obedience] Coming out of her necklace was a mental attack from the raid boss, so she couldn't resist. No matter how strong Fenrir was, she showed dislike, and she could only resist a little, and she was already slowly passing over her body and mind to the prince.
"Are you going to run away again?"
"… No… ♡"
Fenrir resisted and tried to shake her head, but she shook her head once and broke into a sweat. Because the prince had already missed Perrin once, he put many restrictions on his amulet. What is on Fenrir's neck is practically a cursed necklace. From [Location Tracking] To [Impossible to Dispel], Fenrir was constrained enough to spend an entire book listing them, and had no choice but to put up with the prince's distasteful behavior.
The prince went behind Fenrir and hugged him. The prince's passive [Aura of Love] Became thicker, probably because of the rank-up. The prince is a person who received a raid boss-level balance from [Thearesia]. If Fenrir had not learned [Resistance of Lust] From the [Sage of Desire], Fenrir's heart would have been stolen by the prince from the very beginning.
"… It's okay."
"It's really strange, why does Perrin hate me so much? Did you want to get away like that? From me?"
The prince climbed up from the belly with his right hand and massaged Fenrir's chest. It is an infinitely small breast in the hands of the prince who grabbed the breasts of countless women and made fun of countless large breasts with his hands.
Even so, the prince felt an irresistible charm. When the soft and compact flesh touches the slender prince's hand, the soft flesh sneaks out. Fenrir pierced the [Resistance of Lust] And trembled at the incoming stimulus.
"Today is the first day back, so you should make me feel the emotions I went through."
"No… Uh… Ugh… ♡"
The prince whispered in Fenrir's ear in the sweetest voice. Fenrir felt a shiver spread from the back of her neck. In the meantime, the prince's hand tucked under the jacket passed his breast and went up to his neck, chest, and neck. Even though Fenrir thought that the insect-like creature was only moving, she tried not to be seduced by the pleasant, sweet movement.
The prince grabbed Fenrir's necklace. The use of the necklace worn by Perrin was not much different. Fenrir jerked her body and twisted her shoulders as if she had been electrocuted by her high-voltage electricity as her fingers touched the part of her jewel.
"Hey… Hey hey… ♡"
"I won't touch you tonight because I have to adjust for the first time in a while. Who told you to run away?"
"Mo, I don't know… Oops… !"
Fenrir did not want to arouse the prince's gimmick with his voice. I knew that her mother's voice was attractive enough to stimulate the feeble libido in a dying old man or a newborn child. But… No matter how he tried to resist, he couldn't do anything in front of the raid boss.
Fenrir somehow tried to endure it by using all the resistance skills, but the difference between the correction value between a single player and the raid boss of the next expansion pack was extremely strong.
"Ahhh… ♡!"
The red jewel on the necklace is [Sensing sharing] With Fenrir's clitoris. The prince's jagged fingerprints were like exposing Fenrir's clitoris in the air and directly stimulating it. Fenrir, who still had strong memories as a man, felt a needle prick her glans. The fact that her love juice overflowed endlessly and stained her panties and dripped down to her thighs was a phenomenon unheard of for men.
"Perrin, you are mine. I'd rather lock you in my cage than go out and be seen by other men."
"… !"
A prince's whisper is like an absolute command. [Resistance of Lust] May have reduced the speed, but the order is engraved in each and every cell of Fenrir. 'You are mine.' The voice repeated itself over and over in Fenrir's mind. Even though [Thearesia] Did not have the skill [Brainwashing], The effect of [Brainwashing] Slowly squeezed Fenrir's head.
"Perrin, how about a kiss with me?"
The prince grabbed Fenrir's chin and met his gaze. When their gazes met, Fenrir's pupils trembled from side to side like a hummingbird's wings.
Fenrir squeezed out no, no, with all his might, but the words were scattered in the air in his mouth. Fenrir had no choice but to open his wet mouth slightly and look at the prince as if he were looking forward to it.
"Isn't that a good thing too?"
Fenrir's heart thumped. The prince's face gave me the illusion of being blinded by the light. No matter how strong a player is, they are no match for a raid boss that is more powerful than the final raid boss and seems to only come out after the max level expansion patch.
The prince's tongue licked Perrin's lips politely and gently. Fenrir also stuck out his tongue. The prince's tongue wrapped around Fenrir's, and as he began to savor his mouth, Fenrir lost consciousness. His head clouded and he lost himself completely.
"What if I get so wet already, is Perrin really a dirty maid?"
"No… Is… ♡"
"I won't do it anyway. Until you reflect, okay?"
"… Yes. I am a dirty maid. Please… "
"Go back, to the cage in your memory."
"… All right."
Fenrir's body creaked and moved like an automaton. Even if he didn't want to remember, the iron bars in the prince's room, so small he could barely reach, came to Fenrir's mind. And when he remembered the cage, Fenrir couldn't even think of anything else.
As Fenrir creaked out of the room, the prince looked back at the papers on the desk.
The 2nd Prince, who accidentally picked up Fenrir resembling Perrin, no longer had to worry about the existence of 'Perrin' disappearing under the flames of revolution. In the scenario, the second prince smiled happily and signed the document scheduled to be the 'Prince's War', an event after the maximum level expansion.
That scenario was one that would engulf the entire [Thearesia] Continent in the flames of war.
* * *
Fenrir walked to the prince's room and arrived. He carefully found the cage key and opened the cage's iron door. It was the movement of a frail and timid baby bird, not befitting the name Fenrir.
[Brainwashing] Ended only when Fenrir entered the cage, locked the door himself, and threw the key onto the prince's bed. As soon as Fenrir was freed from [Brainwashing], He grabbed the barbed wire and shook it.
– Clap clap clap
"… !"
However, the iron bars did not budge as if a weak girl was shaking them. Fenrir cursed as usual, but nothing came out of his mouth.
Instead, she felt like she had a fever, her whole body hot and a slight fever, her chest tight and her head blank. Fenrir recalled the time she had somehow tried to learn [Resist Lust]. Didn't she preserve her spirit even after being gang-raped by countless humans?
"… Oops."
As Fenrir felt tired and sat down inside her cage, her tears ran down Fenrir's torso. Her abilities sealed by her necklace even sealed the [Sage's Gaze], Which she used to check her own abilities.
She once thought that she was weak and had to be protected, and she came to avenge her in the land of the kingdom.
"… Black."
The meaning of the tears must have been the hot tears of a man who couldn't achieve revenge, but the scene was not much different from the look of a weak baby bird trapped in a cage.
In the room of the second prince, the grandfather clock, considered a valuable item in [Thearesia], Made a tick-tock-tock pendulum movement, making periodic ticking sounds. The bedroom of the second prince was covered with tapestries and carpets woven with gold thread and dragon skin, and a fireplace decorated with precious marble and orichalcum adorned one wall.
Even so, I didn't see any antiques or expensive items that stood out. It even gave off a fairly frugal atmosphere for a royal family who likes to show off to others, and who should like it. In addition, even each vase decorating the interior was not flashy and killing my weeds. It was a room that allowed observers to admire the aesthetics of the second prince everywhere.
It was the existence of a white bird that decorated a corner of the bedroom that made the crown of the prince's room. White Bird looked into the air with her hair like a silver thread hanging down. Her slender neck was adorned with a beautiful red jewel, and the traditional maid outfit that covered her entire body emphasized her natural femininity.
No one will be allowed into the second prince's room without permission. However, the moment anyone looks at a white bird in a cage, anyone will think of a heroic tale that saves a princess from a monster. The white bird crouched down in the cage, unable to stretch out its limbs properly, and stared at the empty space with unfocused eyes, resting its buttocks on the cold iron plate.
Tick. Tick.
The necklace around her neck, the corset worn under the maid's uniform, and the garter belt that tightened from the waist down to her thighs, these three objects tightened Fenrir's flesh and made it difficult to even stick her buttocks to the floor.
Subtly lukewarm air flows inside the cage, where even limbs cannot stretch. Unlike its simple appearance, the cage has a seal that has been calibrated by the raid boss to prevent any magic from passing through. Fenrir now would not be targeted by anyone, but the second prince's obsession resulted in excessive protection.
"Sigh… Uh… "
Fenrir suffered simply from breathing. Originally, if she had physical strength, she would have stood and endured, but because she was cursed to seal her stats, she became weak and had no choice but to sit down. In that position, she couldn't quite stretch her limbs, and as she crouched down, her corset, which she couldn't take off, moved and tightened her breasts.
Furthermore, not cool air, but lukewarm air close to body temperature filled his lungs, and Fenrir's whole body naturally sweated. He felt the decline in his stamina that he felt after practicing for about 10 hours wielding a sword, after simply sitting for five minutes. As such, the curse of [Sealing abilities] Took root from the necklace to the peripheral nerves of Fenrir.
"Mother…"
Fenrir cried out thinking of Perrin.
Perrin was the embodiment of the revelation that had nurtured him into a strong man. Like her god, she was summoned to this world by a target she had to avenge, and she became a much weaker being than herself.
The revelation has a masculine feel to it, which she used to call 'The Guardian'. She was the most beautiful woman the world had ever seen.
As she held herself in her own arms, she looked at herself as pitifully as the most miserable person in her world. She looked into her own eyes and her body trembled. She cautiously wondered who she might become. When she turned her [Sage's gaze], She saw how many beasts she had suffered, and saw a cluster of sexual corrections.
At that time, she decided to take revenge, and if she hadn't escaped… Perhaps her mother would never die or the aisle would ever be cut again, and the two of them would have lived a blissful country life.
"… Whoops."
But it's already too late. Her own original body disappeared, so she must have been resurrected in her mother's body. Fenrir's mother no longer exists in this world. However, after a while, Perrin's voice, heard again, flowed into his head through Fenrir's passage of revelation.
'Ahh… ♡!'
Fenrir flinched at the sudden moaning through the passage. Thinking it was the sound coming from the room, I looked up, but no one came to the room.
'Ahhh… !'
The second voice he heard sounded exactly like the one he had been making recently. It wasn't a voice that was a little suppressed by the head voice, but a mother's voice that sounded really clean. I heard it through the passage that always gave 'revelation'. When Fenrir heard the voice, she opened her eyes and looked into the air.
'Huh… ! Ah… From behind… Doing… Thing. Too… Great… Ah ♡!'
However, the meaning was a cataclysmic voice, as if it were being pierced by a certain man and howling. Exactly at that time, Perrin was having a good time with her host, but she was confused because Fenrir was unaware of the situation. Tens of thousands of thoughts rush and mix in her head.
Her mother, whom she thought was dead, is alive.
And she is being beaten by a man she doesn't know.
Have to take revenge You must protect your mother.
… But my mother's voice is so sweet.
… Hearing the moist voice, the area around the lower abdomen became warm.
… Hearing moaning, the area around the pubis tingles. I want to voice that too.
Perrin's groan, which seemed to bewitch her young and old, was transmitted to Fenrir without even Perrin himself being aware of it. With the disappearance of her [Mind Barrier] Passive in Fenrir, her usual 'revelation' passageway was more open than ever. Through the wide open passage, Ferrin's voice flooded into Fenrir's head. Fenrir heard the noise and at first resisted, wringing her hair.
"No… !"
'Ah, ah, ah, ah… ♡! So good… Yes… Do you want to do that? Yes… Your dick… Drink… !'
Fenrir was tormented by the happy cries of her mother in her memory. To cool her head, she pressed her forehead against her bars. But as lukewarm as her air, her cage didn't provide enough chill to cool her head. When Fenrir got up, he thought if she could stand it, grabbed her by the bars and raised her body.
If it wasn't for something dripping down from me.
"… What."
A large amount of clear liquid pooled on the floor where Fenrir was sitting on her, as if she had spilled urine. That tenacious liquid came up and connected to Fenrir's groin. Fenrir panicked and lowered his hand on his thigh, revealing that the groin area of his bottom was soaked.
Fenrir was taken aback.
She looked around once and doubted her air. But she didn't feel any drug energy. Just the sound of her mother's voice made her lust that much. Even when she was being tried in the kobold's nest or by the sage of desire, she had never poured out her love juices so much by sound alone.
"No… I… ! No, Mother, no."
Fenrir, as if to assert his innocence, placed his hands on his bars, waved them, and howled. But Fenrir's body was honest above all else. His whole body was bubbling with heat, and a blush rose. The heat built up in his chest cavity escaped with Fenrir's lukewarm breath.
'Haaaaa♡! Sigh… Sigh… !'
As Perrin reached her climax, the sweet, deep moan of her struggle resonated in Fenrir's head through the revelation passage. She made Fenrir's heart thump simply by hearing that voice. Fenrir's female body wrapped around her whole body in the form of intense lust at the groans that Perrin heard through the revelation passage.
Unknowingly, Fenrir stretched out his fingers and inserted them between his thighs. Her delicate fingers touched her soft, warm thighs. Thighs harder than steel were no longer hers. Her mother's flesh, now soft and fluffy, hung from it.
Fenrir's hand pulled up the maid's skirt and gradually went up. The garter belt was so firmly attached to Fenrir's body that it was impossible to take it off, but the wet white panties already exposed Fenrir's plump vulva in the form of two translucent flesh-colored hills.
Tick.
Fenrir couldn't be conscious of the sound of the clock. The lukewarm air felt as if someone was hugging him warmly.
Fenrir carefully reached his side and pulled his panties down. It caught on her garter belt and stockings and could only come down to her thighs, but the pale pink vulva was already moving from side to side with Perrin's breath.
"Ah… "
'Sigh… Again… Yes… Hey! Joe, Joe, Joe… ! Big… Rubbing there… !'
The religious voice emitted by a female beast colored Fenrir's head through the passage of revelation. Lustful aspirations flowed sweetly from the head to the spine, and from the spine to the nipples and genitals. A sweet pleasure like tingling honey surged up.
"Ahhh… ♡"
The spirit of the strongest man in [Thearesia] Pointed his finger towards the groove between his groin. [Resistance of Lust] Was nullified by the red jewel necklace. Fenrir brought her fingers to the groove above her pubic bone to find the pleasure of her female body that she had never felt before.
Tick
Cheep-
"Ahhhhh… ♡!"
She gulped down her own fingers at her already loose, wet, watery, pale pink female genitalia. It was just such a small act, but Fenrir's hamstrings trembled, and her knees bent and her body leaned against the barbed wire.
'Round, round… Stirring the beans round and round… Ignorance… Ok! Black, it's coming hehe… !'
Tick
Following the obscene words that came through the revelation, Fenrir brought her finger to her clitoris. Fenrir stirred her fingertips in a clockwise direction, round, round, round and round. It was not a big movement like swinging a sword normally, but a very fine and delicate movement.
That was all. Even so, Fenrir twisted her whole body and felt a thrill crawling through her whole body. The button pressed on the clitoris dyed not only her lower abdomen, but her whole body with pleasure. Every time she turned her finger half a turn, Fenrir's body twisted strangely.
"Hey, hey… !"
Fenrir's posture completely collapsed at her intense and sharp pleasure. With her knees on the floor, her flesh squeezes as she leans as far as she can against the bars. The temperature she felt from the lukewarm cage wrapped around Fenrir's body like someone else's body heat.
However, the role of her necklace is a chastity belt. Her pleasure curve in the other Fenrir, right up to her climax, crumbled with the shockwave bouncing off her fingers. When Fenrir tried to stimulate the clitoris again with her fingers, there was already a red dome-shaped curtain centered on the clitoris and vaginal opening.
"Ah… Ah… What… !"
Fenrir stabbed several times with his fingers trying to destroy the dome. But as if enveloped in thick air, Fenrir's fingers could never touch that sensitive spot, even though it was soft. Fenrir stretched his hands to his groin, sweating with his lower abdomen fully open.
"Why… Why… Why eh eh!"
Fenrir struggled on the spot. I wondered if I could get up and rub my genitals against the bars, but it hit the dome and only made a ting-ting sound. Only then did the prince realize the meaning of 'feel how you feel.'
The Second Prince, Perrin, and Fenrir remembered the story Perrin had told her in her country life. Until now, Fenrir, who had considered the second prince's actions against her unreasonable, felt that her whole body was being wrapped up in a puzzle that naturally came together in her head.
However, even so, the wide open labia, the throbbing inside of the vagina, and the raging uterus, anxiously desiring things, did not stop, only stimulating Fenrir's desire. No one to soothe his horny body would come, at least not tonight.
'Ahhh… ! Cock, lumpy things are just delicious… !
"Ah!"
In the meantime, Fenrir let out a scream full of screams at Perrin's pleasure-soaked voice.
"Prince Parche, the military is ready to raise an army based on the word of the new king."
"Prince Parche, the Ministry of Finance is ready to help the new king both physically and materially."
"Prince Parche, the judiciary is ready to prove the legitimacy of the new king's inauguration."
The three ministers of the 'kingdom' came to the chancellor's room and bowed their heads to the prince. It was an action that they should not have done because they were loyal to the king. After the revolution, the prince intended to sever the heads of those who betrayed the king's trust first, but the ministers were only thinking about their future right now.
Indeed, the kingdom was perishing. The minister in military uniform asked, stepping forward to the new king, the second prince Parshe, who is the de facto new king who has yet to inaugurate or stage a coup d'état.
"By the way, Prince, can we continue to give our homeland to the gods of the Western Front? Rumors are circulating among the subjects that the kingdom of Wang Wang will perish."
The prince put his chin on his chin and smiled coldly, as if he would kill a person at any moment. The prince's laugh, with a murderous [Charm] Comparable to that of Perrin or her daughter, sent goose bumps down the back of the military minister.
At the same time, the ring with a red jewel on the prince's index finger lit up. The prince flicked his index finger with his fingers clasped together. Then the atmosphere of the place where they swore allegiance changed to that of a slaughterhouse.
"Covet small lands and lose large ones. It's something that only comes out of my least favorite gosa. A frontier that has already belonged to local nobles is only momentarily lost. How long will you follow the eldest son principle and the example of the past?"
The prince smiled broadly. It was a deep night when a white bird howled in the room, groaning with a beautiful melody. All power of the kingdom passed to the second prince. The revolution that was about to take place was but a midday event.
* * *
The white bird howled at the whim of the prince and fell asleep in the cage exhausted. When the prince returned from his troublesome work, it was already not long before sunrise.
"Perrin, you must have felt desperately how lonely the night was alone, right?"
The prince thrust his hand into his cage and lifted Fenrir's chin. The small face of Fenrir, who was sleeping in exhaustion, was carefully lifted.
Long eyelashes and a sharp nose, even though he was asleep, the large eyes inside made the second prince's heart pound. The Second Prince gazed at Fenrir's face appreciatively and then released his hand from his chin. Fenrir's face fell as soon as the prince's hand left.
"I am going to be busy for the time being. It's not long, but have a good night."
The second prince picked up the key thrown on the bed and put it into Fenrir's cage. The second prince fell asleep on the bed.
When the ticking grandfather clock pointed to 6 o'clock, when the sun hadn't risen yet, the jewels on Fenrir's necklace glowed red.
Fenrir's eyes were forcibly opened by magic. It was an [Alarm] That forced consciousness to awaken.
"Quit… !"
Fenrir's eyes were forcibly opened and awakened. However, his body did not move according to Fenrir's will. It arose mechanically, like a puppet that was moved by inserting a string. As if the body remembers. Fenrir took the key, opened the cage door, and came out.
"No… Don't move…"
The pitiful voice was the only thing Fenrir could say with his own will. Fenrir couldn't overcome the raid boss's curse.
The heavy fatigue felt by the weakened body was painful enough to pass out. Fortunately, I couldn't hear the moans of last night in my head, but the aftereffects were great.
Fenrir didn't just come out of the cage and stay still. Fenrir, who was freed from the cage for a while, was happy, but soon regretted it. Her body, moving on its own, finds a maid outfit in the second prince's closet. She does and she pulls out the dresser drawer underneath it.
"No… No way…"
Brand new, pure white panties and bras were in a dresser drawer. She also had black underwear with sultry patterns that she would wear at night. Fenrir's hand moved on its own and picked up the pure white underwear. Fenrir felt a terrible self-loathing at that moment.
"No… !"
It was the strongest tone of rejection that Fenrir, who could not curse, could utter. She is Fenrir, who had never worn women's clothes of her own accord. Born like a macho and raised like a macho, he was Fenrir who eventually became the master of the evil guild.
It wasn't his will, but Fenrir took out his woman's clothes and wrapped them in her arms. I couldn't smell her, but Fenrir's body seemed to collapse.
"No…"
Fortunately, she didn't wear the underwear right away. However, ignoring her own will, the moving body took the new clothes and headed for the bathroom attached to the second prince's room.
When I arrived at the changing room, steam was coming out of the bathroom at the right temperature. Standing in the dressing room, Fenrir takes off her maid uniform, which she seemed unable to take off herself, with her disciplined skills.
Numerous ribbons, pincers, fasteners and buttons were so intricately connected that it was impossible to take them off without knowing how to put them on. This was originally a feature carved into the necklace for Perrin, who could not wear a maid outfit on her own. Fenrir, whose magical power wavelength was similar, had no choice but to move as her necklace told her to.
"… How do you take it off?"
Later, when he was able to resist, Fenrir would have to remove this clothing that restricted his body's activities in order to escape. Fenri tried desperately to remember. In fact, her resistance to [Her brainwashing] Was slowly rising as well. Although the prince's abilities rose faster than that.
"Kuhhh…"
When Fenrir took off her coat, a corset appeared that was so tight that it was hard to believe that it was a human waist. As the laces of her corset were undone, air rushed into her lungs. Her breasts, swollen with the flesh that had lost its way to her corset, shrank, and her plump but nice belly bulged out.
"Huh… "
Taking off her corset, Fenrir seemed to have freed her from her shackles. That alone made her feel alive. She was the only happiness she felt after meeting the second prince and suffering every hour. With her clothes off in her changing room box, Fenrir entered her bathhouse. As seen from the outside, she looked like steam rising.
"Well… "
Fenrir washed his body. Of course, I didn't wash it voluntarily. It was to the point of being taken aback as her soft, frothy hands washed every nook and cranny of her body. Even in all of Fenrir's memories, the time he washed in hot water was quite rare.
By the time he felt the fatigue wear off, Fenrir's hand reached the pubic area.
"No… No way…"
Fenrir's fingers gently rubbed the inside of her vagina. The clitoris, which had been congested last night, was still sensitive. Fenrir twisted his body and closed his eyes tightly. A sweet moan came out of nowhere.
"Sigh… I'm sorry… Little bit more… !"
His fingers did not touch it any more, having only washed away the dirt. Originally, the action entered to wash his body clean only amplified Fenrir's regret.
"Ah… Please…"
No matter how much I say, no matter how much I beg, the inanimate partner will not listen. The mechanically moving body was washed and then lightly sprinkled with water. I never touched my vagina again. Really indifferently, Fenrir's body comes out to the dressing room on its own and wipes off the water with a towel.
"Ugh… Please… "
It was really painful to look at my body not moving by my will. However, one more hill of suffering existed in the dressing room. The hardship was not just a hill, it was high enough to be compared to the highest mountain in [Theresia].
"No… Please… That's all… "
Fenrir's hand picked up the white panties. He opened the two holes with his hand. Fenrir's leg was lifted mechanically and entered the gaping hole. A frightening object made of cotton came between Fenrir's legs.
I could admit that I was forced to wear them when I was put on, but I could never allow myself to wear these panties now. Fenrir desperately resisted. His arms trembled and his hands stopped moving even in the light emitted by the necklace.
"Sigh… Sigh…"
Thank god. The moment he let go of his breath and tried to release his panties from his feet, the light from his necklace intensified. Fenrir's hands lifted his panties as they were doing. The triangular panties clung to the groin where only the hill of cracks existed.
"No…"
Fenrir, who wore women's panties himself, felt more painful and humiliated than any ordeal he had ever suffered. She was so ashamed that she wanted to die. She has become a pervert who wears the underwear of the opposite sex herself. Even so, the fact that the panties that were tight between her crotch didn't feel out of place only added to her self-loathing.
"… "
Then it was the turn of the upper underwear. Fenrir, who thought she had already suffered disgrace, resisted again, but she couldn't defeat the raid boss' necklace. The more she resisted, the more her own willpower was wasted. It was only easier for Fenrir to agree to what her necklace said.
"Ah…"
The prince used to train the maids in this way. Her femininity was forced on Fenrir with her terrifyingly powerful magical powers, forcing her to give up her resistance. Her black belly band-shaped corset touched Fenrir's waist, and Fenrir closed her eyes tightly.
Then her hand of Fenrir yanked at her string with unsealed force. Every time she felt her intestines tighten and twist in pain. Her eyeballs popped out from her pressure and the world felt yellow. Just as she felt sick to her stomach, her Fenrir hand stopped.
"Ugh…"
But when she took her breath away for a moment, her Fenrir's stamina recovered too quickly. Her necklace changed the strength of her seal depending on the status of her controller. Fenrir could not resist. Her necklace did not allow for even the slightest gap.
Then Fenrir took her garter belt, put it around her waist, put on her stockings, and tied her knuckles. Her spirit of Fenrir, who had already wasted all her strength by that time, was half blown away.
"Ah…"
Fenrir, obediently donning her maid uniform, headed for her kitchen. She took out the ingredients and cooked the second prince's breakfast. Recipes she had never done before were injected into her head, and her hands, which had never been made before, moved on their own and cooked her.
"…"
If he could bite her tongue, Fenrir would have died. The necklace made Fenrir the perfect maid. She is a gentle and obedient woman. Tears flowed from her eyes at the thought that Fenrir was gradually losing her power to resist and that she would change into such a being herself.
The chopping board made the sound of chopping onions with lifeless hands.
The second prince woke up 3 hours after falling asleep. This is because, unlike his thin and fragile appearance, he has the same physical strength as an iron man thanks to the raid boss correction.
Although he opened his eyes somewhat disheveled, the prince did not feel any fatigue. It was because the pretty white bird in front of him brought breakfast on a tray and checked his cough.
"Good morning, Mademoiselle."
"…"
Fenrir lowered his head and did not look at the prince. In contrast, the prince looked at Fenrir leisurely, even shaking his hand. Soon, she swept her long hair and sat down facing the tray Fenrir had brought.
"Come and sit next to me."
"…"
The second prince tapped the side of the bed with his hand.
Fenrir didn't answer, didn't look at the prince's hand, and didn't budge from his spot. Fenrir endured the order given by the second prince forcibly, clenching his teeth. It was because it seemed that there would be no further follow-up if even the weak command of the morning was followed.
In Fenrir's clenched fist, veins began to protrude from the thin skin. The second prince looked at the fist as he held up a spoon to eat breakfast. When Fenrir did not follow his orders, his slender fingers wrapped around his fist like a snake.
"Can a beautiful woman have such an ugly thought?"
"… Ugh."
It's magic. It's a skill. It is a new kind of fascination that I have no memory of.
Fenrir repeated it countless times in his head. It's magic. It's a skill. Do not have to follow
However, even though he himself did not remember it, that body was a body that had been subjected to intense training many times. Fenrir, who obtained Perrin's body already trained through [Resurrection of the Holy Spirit], Was trained once more to obtain [Resistance of Lust]. Her body, already aware of the joy of obeying in front of a strong male, nullified Fenrir's resistance.
"… It's sooooo♡."
"Relax, and stop doing ugly things with these pretty hands. Always be by my side From now on."
Fenrir exerted all her might, her clenched fist collapsing as the Second Prince's slender fingers touched it. The sweet, gentle voice of the prince poured into Fenrir's head like a basin. The will of Fenrir's strong ego was all the more useless against her strong instincts.
"Huh… Yeah… ♡"
Fenrir's necklace shone slightly, but Fenrir did not notice. After saying that, the prince picked up the spoon again without even looking at Fenrir. Fenrir approached and sat down as if the empty side of the prince were his own. It was just that, but her head was filled with happiness and her body felt infinitely comfortable.
It is an illusion. This is not my will…
However, Fenrir's body, the body of a trained female, felt endlessly comfortable sitting next to a male. Fenrir unconsciously rested his head on the prince's shoulder. Fenrir's hand reached for the prince's thin but muscular chest.
It was a firm and warm embrace. Originally, his body was so well-balanced that he could not even remember his body. Fenrir subconsciously wanted her to become the second prince's lover. Sitting in the seat next to her, she just reclined indifferently, and a thrill of pleasure ran through her whole body. Pheromones like the scent of flowers from her prince's body evoked intense satisfaction in Fenrir's body.
Fenrir's body began to heat slowly as he smelled the prince's scent. A slight fever began to rise in her body and her lower abdomen felt heavy. The juice from the inside of her vagina flowed out and stained her new pure white underwear.
Daughter, daughter, daughter.
"Hmm… Pretty good for a first dish. If you think it's the food Miss Perrin gives you, you can endure it."
No matter what the prince said as he ate breakfast, his sloppy carnal lust slowly began to affect his thinking as well.
'I want to have a child with this man.'
That's what Perrin said to the prince. If the kidnapping point had been delayed by even a day, Perrin's head would have been filled with the prince. Those words drove Perrin into a corner. The atmosphere and flower-scented pheromones of the second prince are like a master key to women's secret desire to preserve their species. It was an unavoidable phenomenon that occurred around him, at least as long as he lived with [Thearesia] On his feet.
Fenrir hadn't spoken yet, but he felt powerless and terribly defeated at the mere thought of having a child. Her sense of defeat was very bitter and sticky, but sweet.
"I ate well."
"… Yes."
Fenrir realized that she had to clear her bowl now. The orders her collar gave orders to Fenrir's body. Fenrir fell off the prince's body and dragged the tray carrying the dishes to the kitchen in the prince's room.
Scarily, Fenrir wanted to cry. In fact, tears fell from Fenrir's eyes the moment he was out of sight of the prince. After meeting the prince, tears continued to flow. He didn't know if he was afraid of leaving or if he was afraid of himself falling for the prince.
Fenrir did not bother to attach meaning to those tears. She put down the dishes and washed the dishes under running water, focusing on the sound of her rattling. The sound of her rattling brought peace to Fenrir's mind as much as the sharpening and swinging of her sword.
"Perrin."
"… What?"
However, the silence in the heart that did not last long was eased by the prince's whisper. The prince came behind Fenrir as he was washing the dishes and hugged him. Strong lean muscles touched Fenrir's back. His arms were wrapped around Fenrir's waist in a polite manner.
"… Oh no"
"You really hate it?"
The prince whispered in Fenrir's ear. Fenrir desperately wanted to shake his head at the sound of the soft wind and sweet voice that rang his eardrums. It was to the point where he wanted to die while being held by the prince forever. It would be nice if this joy would last forever.
"… Yes."
"It's a pity, I'm busy starting today, so I'll use another maid. Wash the dishes and go back."
"Yep."
The prince is gone
Fenrir resented his own mouth for answering "Yes" Incorrectly.
Fenrir couldn't see the prince for a week after that.
Fenrir hated the prince at first. The longer he didn't show up, the more comfortable he felt.
He got up at 5:00 a.M., When he couldn't wake up, according to the necklace's order, washed his body, dressed himself in women's clothes, and locked himself in the cage except for the time to eat and wash. As long as he didn't have a prince, he could tolerate wearing women's underwear to some extent.
Fenrir deliberately tried not to think of anything. However, the sound of her mother's moaning every night after the opening of the 'Revelation Corridor' had terribly stimulated Fenrir's lust.
'Ah, ah, ha ha… You, why are you like this… Skills have increased… Whoa… !'
"Why… Why… Why… !"
Every night Fenrir heard his mother moan in the cage. Eventually, one day, he opened his legs in an M shape and tried to scratch the pubic area inside the red protective film that he could not reach.
That nightmarish time was unnecessarily prolonged when the necklace deliberately unsealed Fenrir's [Awareness]. Originally, the Sword Master's passive, which made the time felt longer for combat efficiency, provided several times longer time to break Fenrir's heart.
"Ahhh… !"
Fenrir gradually became drenched in despair. Rather, she wanted her body to be harassed and harassed. She wanted someone to scratch the inside of her own vagina, which was soggy and lewd. And the only one who could do that would be the owner who put the necklace on himself.
"I hate it!"
Fenrir, unable to swear, howled at the sight of her ownerless bed.
* * *
A hill overlooking the capital of the kingdom, the impregnable [Rubo Castle]. On the hill where those who were once called players created characters and climbed over, endless rebels marched, raising dust.
"Fight! You mustn't lose the castle to the rebels!"
The king's commander shouted from the top of the wall of [Rubo Castle], But his men did not respond. The story of the stupid boss who still obeys the king was not worth listening to.
"What are you talking about? Are you crazy?"
"An order to greet the rebels, mister."
"Hey, these guys… !"
"Somehow, I thought that food rations weren't even delivered to our unit, and we don't need a stupid superior who is still loyal to the king."
"… Are you ignoring my allegiance!"
"[Wind Cutter]"
The head of the commander guarding the walls of the castle was cut straight by magic by his subordinates and hung at the gate. Originally, the front gate of [Rubo Castle], Where only soldiers who won the battle enter, is wide open toward the rebels. The commander of the rebel army was the second prince, and the residents of [Rubo Castle] Welcomed the prince with open arms.
Of course, the rumors that spread throughout the kingdom, including [Rubo Castle], Were nothing but content praising the second prince.
The current social situation, that is, wars on three sides, and nobles' rebellion on the inside. The belly of the people who ruined farming and festered. In the meantime, the king and the first prince created a luxurious life for the aristocrats in the capital who throw parties every day and try to forget with alcohol.
That's why the 2nd Prince Parche can't forgive the king and the older brother who is the 1st prince. He is a blood relative, but he has no choice but to draw his sword.
The condition of the 'kingdom' that was so difficult paradoxically gave the second prince, Parche Thereses, the legitimacy of becoming king. His becoming king became the strong desire of the people of the kingdom to the extent that even the tradition of primogeniture was ignored.
During the chaos of the revolution, commoners broke into the royal palace and cut the heads of the king and the first prince. The 2nd Prince Parche confirmed their deaths and shed crocodile tears. No matter how dark he was, people felt compassion and respect when they saw the prince who had lost his family.
These were all plays by the Second Prince.
"Whoaaaaagh! Long live the prince!"
"Long live the prince! Hurray! Hooray!"
"… "
Even in the midst of the revolution, the White Bird, imprisoned in the cage of the second prince, was limp. When the royal palace was trampled on by commoners' rooms, no one strangely entered that room.
Fenrir, who collapsed in a maid's uniform, waited for the floor to be pierced with his eyes trembling. But no matter how long they waited, no one showed up to save Fenrir.
"… Prince."
The words that came out of Fenrir's mouth quietly echoed in the air.
"Prince, prince, prince!"
Fenrir grabbed the barbed wire and shook it, widening his bloody eyes.
The strong hypnotic effect of her necklace turned Fenrir's ideal type from her mother to the second prince for a week. It was because the pleasure-filled groaning of her mother, which she heard every night, slowly cracked Fenrir's hard mind.
'Why am I so unhappy, but are you happy?'
It was to the extent that Fenrir actually spit out that unbelievable thing.
"Mother… Prince… "
But now, it seemed that either one of them would choose the one who would save him. Options that couldn't exist and options that shouldn't exist flickered before Fenrir's eyes.