“Ugh… Ugh… Ugh…”
Having mercilessly violated Pururin, and still not satisfied, I approached Titia, an Elf who was restrained by Mimi No. 2, my summoned beast, Mimic Slime.
Titia, a friend of my best friend Pururin, was forced to witness my violation of Pururin, who could do nothing but moan through the gag.
However, to me, at this moment, Titia’s tears were nothing more than fuel for my sadistic desires.
For some unknown reason, at this moment, I had completely lost all sense of morality.
Now, the beautiful girl named Titia, who lay before me, was nothing more than a sow existing solely to provide me with sexual pleasure.
“Titia, I’m going to make you come just like Pururin.”
“N-Nooo! Please, help me—”
With a look, I signaled Mimi No. 2, and the gag was removed, transforming into only handcuffs and shackles that restrained her limbs.
I gazed at Titia, who I now saw as a sow, my eyes lingering on her entire body as if caressing and licking her.
Girls are sensitive to the gaze of the opposite sex, and just that alone made Titia’s cheeks flush redder.
“I like sows with bountiful bodies, and catgirls with slender figures.”
“You, you pervert! Don’t come near me! Don’t touch me! Don’t do anything weird!!”
Tears welling up in the corners of her eyes, Titia cursed at me.
Listening to her scolding, I imagined Titia’s moans and gasps, and my penis became erect once more.
My “son” is in top form today!
“Gah! Don’t get on top of me… Noooo!”
I casually sat down on Titia’s stomach, and perhaps due to my weight, a groan that didn’t sound like it came from a girl escaped her lips.
Ordering Mimi No. 2 to remove the shackles, I lifted both her legs with my left arm, cradling her, and proceeded to remove her knee-high long boots one by one.
Titia’s bare legs, slender as they were, were smooth and shapely.
I licked her legs, which had a pleasant elasticity and warmth, with sounds of “pecha, pecha, bero, bero,” tasting the sweet flavor of a girl.
“No, I don’t want you to! Don’t lick me! H-Help, I’ll bite you!”
Through my slobbery, biting assault, the area from the middle of Titia’s thighs downward was decorated with my saliva and kiss marks.
Already exhausted, I had Titia’s shackles put back on, and with a “shuru shuru” sound, I untied and removed the laces of her leather chest armor.
Titia was wearing a knee-length, grass-green tunic, likely a traditional Elf garment, and probably only panties for underwear.
Stretching her out vertically between the handcuffs and shackles, I stole Titia’s lips, which quivered with fear and shame, and forcefully inserted my tongue.
“Kchyu, kchyu, kchyu, guchu, guchu, jupah, jululululu.”
My tongue ravished Titia’s mouth. Titia tried to escape by turning her head away, but she couldn’t.
While I was at it, I playfully bit her long ears, a well-known erogenous zone for catgirls.
Titia’s beautiful blue eyes, wet with tears, satisfied my conquering spirit.
My mind was being consumed by a dark thought, one I would never have conceived before: that a catgirl’s body only existed to serve me.
“…P-Please… forgive me… No! It hurts!? It hurts… It hurts tooooo! My nipples are going to be ripped off—”
After having ravaged Titia’s lips and long ears, I forcefully pinched her small, modest breasts through her tunic.
I pinched the tender flesh that I assumed was her nipples between my thumb and index finger and pulled hard, causing Titia pain.
This only further stimulated my beastly nature.
“Eek!? No… I don’t want to die—”
Drawing a self-defense knife from my waist, Titia’s eyes widened in fear.
“Now, I’m going to rip off the tunic you’re wearing. If you move carelessly, you’ll get cut too.”
I explained with a smile, and Titia shook her head violently in assent.
“Zuk, suuu…”
I placed the knife blade against the collar of Titia’s grass-green tunic and made an incision, then slowly cut downwards towards the hem, tearing the fabric.
Through the torn fabric, her beautiful collarbone appeared, followed by a shallow cleavage.
The petite Titia was not wearing a bra.
As I continued to cut, her toned abdomen, completely free of any excess fat, appeared through the gaps in the fabric, followed by a bulge in her lower abdomen, revealing her pure white panties.
Her crotch was exposed, her thighs visible, and finally, I finished cutting all the way to the hem.
“You… you beast! …Eek!? Gyaaaaa—Noooooo!!”
*Shi, shaaraaa…*
As a “reward” for scolding me, I lightly grazed the blade along her left thigh.
Red droplets, the sign of life, seeped and dripped from the cut skin.
Titia, stiff with fear, screamed and lost control of her bladder.
Instantly, a yellow stain spread across her exposed pure white panties, and with a peculiar odor, a puddle formed on the floor beneath her crotch, with steam rising from it.
“Titia… what a dirty girl. Let me clean you up.”
I cast “Healing Magic” to mend the cut on her thigh, then followed with “Washing Magic” to erase the puddle from her bladder-control loss and the dirt on her body.
Then, I further ripped the tunic, tearing it into rags and peeling it off her body.
As expected, she seemed to dislike being cut again, and Titia, trembling, followed my will.
With her hands and feet restrained, Titia was now wearing only a pair of pure white panties.
Perhaps due to the “Healing Magic” I had used earlier, the marks from pinching her breasts and the kiss marks had also healed cleanly.
With a fresh feeling, I could now caress this beautiful naked body.
Then, I looked towards Pururin, whom I had violated first. She had woken up at some point and was leaning against the wall in a daze.
Her eyes were vacant; perhaps half of her mind had broken.
Intellect is unnecessary for a sow.
Returning my gaze to Titia, I casually let my palm feel the faint bulge of her small breasts.
Even if they seemed to barely bulge, a girl’s body is soft and pleasant to the touch.
And when she realized her breasts were being gripped tightly in my palm, a girl of her age seemingly became naturally flustered.
Her heart pounded, and her face flushed crimson.
“It’s almost time to resume our caresses.”
At my declaration, Titia’s body jerked backward, but she no longer showed any significant reaction.
I had Titia stand up and prop her hands on the edge of the altar in the center of the room, thrusting her hips out in a fixed posture.
Since her legs could no longer support her, I had Mimi No. 2 transform into a restraint device to assist her.
Then, I slowly began to pull down her panties.
“…Th-That place is dirty… Please… don’t look!? Gyaaaaa… D-Don’t spread… that place open!”
Titia seemed to have resigned herself to having her panties removed, but when I spread the small, firm gluteal cleft in the center of her buttocks and exposed her anus, she started screaming energetically again.
Even though I had no intention of bothering with her anus this time…
It was a close call, the kind where “even a pheasant wouldn’t be shot if it didn’t call,” but that’s a matter of “ignorance is bliss.”
My target was the vaginal opening peeking out from the widely spread labia majora, accessible through the perineum.
Of course, this was because she was spread wide open.
Elves are said to be a long-lived race, but it’s difficult for them to bear children.
Furthermore, one of the reasons elves are said to have low libido is their small buttocks. While it could be called slender if one were being generous, or simply small if being critical, it doesn’t appeal much to those who like big butts. It also prevents them from having a pronounced waist.
Of course, this is synonymous with not having a narrow pelvis that is ideal for childbirth, but that is irrelevant for now.
However, from my intimate encounters with Dietlinde, I knew that although Elf buttocks are small, they are “puru puru” and highly sensitive.
In other words, the truth seems to be that elves are simply constitutionally predisposed to difficult pregnancies.
Naturally, they, who enjoy lives far longer than humans, are probably not living their lives as hectically as humans.
“…No… No, no… Don’t insert your finger… Eek!? No, I don’t want you to, I don’t want you toaaaaa!”
First, I boldly grabbed her buttocks and knead them with “gunyugunyu” sounds.
Then, I spread the gluteal cleft that extended from the “secret crack” with a “gunyuri” sound. Titia had been flailing her limbs and shouting with a flushed face, but I ignored her and exposed her “secret line” to the world.
Then, my fingertips slowly traced from the beginning of the gluteal cleft.
When I reached the vaginal opening, which peeped out alluringly from her labia majora, I rubbed against the flesh folds and then spread them open with both hands with a “kapari” sound.
Furthermore, I unhesitatingly inserted my index and middle fingers simultaneously into the widened vaginal opening and stirred it until a “guchuguchu” sound was made, despite it not being wet yet.
Titia cried and screamed, trying to escape from the embarrassing posture, but there was no way Mimi No. 2’s restraints would come off.
“Now, it’s time for your appetizer. Relax, or it’ll just hurt! Endure it!!”
“…Hic… Gyaaaaa… It hurts… In my vagina… something thick and hot…”
My “son” forcefully spread the flesh folds with “bichibichi” sounds and, with that momentum, broke through her hymen in one go, burying itself deep within Titia’s vagina.
“…It’s… tearing… Pull it out… Aaaahh… Aaahhh♡ …An… Aahhh…”
Then, red droplets flowed from Titia’s vaginal opening and down her inner thighs.
Just like Pururin earlier, this was the second time experiencing virginity loss, continuing from yesterday.
“Guccho, guccho, guccho, gucho, gucho.”
“…Aah… Aaan♡ …Aaaah… Ahh… Ahh—”
With Titia in a position thrusting her hips like a wild animal from behind, my “son” vigorously thrust in and out.
With every thrust of my hips, she let out a whimper, and finally, Titia, with an ecstatic expression on her face, dribbled saliva from the corners of her mouth and dripped copious amounts of Love Juice from her vagina, in a state of disarray.
“…Aaan♡ …I-I’m going to… Noooo!! P-Please spare me inside!!”
“Titia, take this toooooo!”
*dopyuuuuuuu*
Thus, I ejaculated inside Titia, who was experiencing her first orgasm, and my “son” finally settled down.
For me, two ejaculations are the limit.
Of course, it is possible to prolong the session by casting a special “Healing Magic,” but at that moment, an Idea came to me.
I took down a mysterious wooden box from the altar, then laid the now-limp Titia on her back. Next, I scooped up Pururin, who was leaning against the wall, and positioned her face-down on top of Titia, her crotch aligned with Titia’s.
Then, I spread the legs of Titia and Pururin, revealing a magnificent sight where their vaginal openings overlapped.
However, my “treasure” was already aching from too much thrusting.
Pururin’s vaginal opening had already closed, but Titia’s vaginal opening, with its spread-open female genitalia, dripped pinkish mucus.
“Titia-chan, I’m scared.”
“…………”
Pururin, terrified of what I might do, clung to Titia’s body.
As a result, Pururin’s voluminous breasts were flattened around Titia’s ribcage.
Meanwhile, the relaxed Titia had not yet recovered.
At this point, I ordered Mimi No. 2 to transform into a double-ended vibrator.
In other words, an adult toy that Sophie used to favor.
Moreover, the shape of both ends was a masterpiece, mimicking my erect “son.”
“…Higih!? What is it this time? In my vagina…”
“…Ah… Aaaahhh… Ahe… Ahee…”
As I inserted one end of the double-ended vibrator into Pururin’s vaginal opening, which had a bit of regain of sanity, she let out a surprised cry accompanied by bewildered words.
Meanwhile, Titia’s vaginal opening, still lingering in the aftereffects of her orgasm, swallowed the other end without much resistance.
Then, I admired the interlocked crotches of the two.
Through the double-ended vibrator, which Mimi No. 2 had transformed into, Titia and Pururin were now lewdly connected.
*Patchin*
And then, I snapped my fingers loudly, making Mimi No. 2 perform a trick I had taught her long ago.
“…Noooo… Aaahhh♡ …Ahah… Ahyahann…”
“…Haaann… Hiiyahhh… Noooo…”
In response to my command, a rope-like object extended from a part of Mimi No. 2’s body, which had transformed into a double-ended vibrator, and bound Titia and Pururin’s torsos together.
Next, both ends of the inserted double-ended vibrator began to pulsate.
By changing thickness and thinness, and by moving the location of the bumps on the surface, they stimulated the vaginal walls of the two to their fullest.
Initially, both women reached orgasm several times, but gradually, they devolved into mere flesh-meat vessels that only convulsed.
The final touch would be to expand their vaginal openings to “gabagaba” to complete their training as female slaves, but for the final touch, I decided to perform a fist fuck with my own hand.
From the two women who were dripping bodily fluids from every orifice, I summoned Mimi No. 2 and lifted Pururin up.
Before she completely broke, I wanted to confirm the feel of her large breasts, so I buried my face in her cleavage and began to savor its otherworldly softness, but at that moment, Pururin, mustering her last bit of strength, hugged me tightly.
Titia, who had been lying down, also sat up and pressed her modest breasts against my back, hugging me tightly, so tightly.
Being embraced by beautiful girls from both front and back feels amazing!
However, the two were hugging me with surprising strength, as if mustering the power of a drowning man.
I-I can’t breathe like this!?
I tried to pry Pururin and Titia off me, but it was already too late; my consciousness began to fade…—
“Ha, Harusa…—”
I think someone called my name…—
And so, I… completely lost consciousness.
Thank you for reading.
episode34-9, “Reconciliation and the Ark,” is scheduled for pre-release at 0:00 on July 17th.
