Suddenly, I feel the urge to soak in warm water.
“Karen, want to take a bath together?”
“…”
Karen, still lost in a daze, doesn’t respond.
I grab her b00bs with my hand, forcing her to snap out of it.
“Ah…!”
“Let’s go take a bath.”
“Okay, Big Bro…”
Karen starts to pick up the cl0thes scattered on the floor, but I stop her immediately.
“Don’t put them on. You’ll just have to take them off to wash, right?”
“I have to be naked… all the way to the bathroom?”
I pull the hesitant Karen to her feet and head into the hallway.
Walking naked gives me a strange sense of freedom.
Karen, embarrassed, covers her b00bs with her arms and hunches her b0dy.
“Walk confidently. There’s no one else here but us.”
“…Okay.”
Karen straightens her wa!st and slowly lowers her arms.
Her lewd b00bs, slender wa!st, and plump thighs descending from her well-developed h!ps radiate a criminal allure.
Walking beside her, I knead her rear.
“…”
Karen glances at me, about to say something, but when she sees my c0ck, now stiff again, she closes her m0uth.
I slide my fingers under her rear, gently caressing the mound of her honey hole, where spunk still drips.
Karen, allowing me to touch her honey hole, walks slowly. Occasionally, her thighs clench, trying to trap my hand, but she doesn’t resist.
As we climb the stairs to the second floor, I boldly slide a finger into her honey hole, moving it while watching her.
Her b00bs sway lazily with each step.
“Hnng…”
“Keep walking.”
Karen’s face flushes bright red.
Walking down a brightly lit hallway, naked, and having her b0dy toyed with must feel different from s9x.
To be blunt, it’s perverted behavior with no connection to pregnancy.
“That’s the entrance to the main bathroom.”
“I see…”
Karen’s b0dy trembles.
“Ah, ah, ah.”
Frequent shudders and sweet breaths.
I don’t stop, relentlessly fingering her honey hole.
“Why aren’t you walking?”
“Because you’re touching me so… persistently… Hnng…”
I push Karen against the wall, facing her, and press my c0ck firmly against her lower belly.
“Want to do s9x one more time?”
“…”
Karen swallows hard.
“The load I just released was already risky. One more round of s9x, and you’re almost guaranteed to get pregnant. Don’t you care if you become a fully pregnant hero candidate?”
“…”
While Karen hesitates, I lift one of her legs, guiding her honey hole into a position perfect for thrusting, and slide my c0ck inside.
Karen doesn’t stop me. She stares, entranced, at the process of my c0ck sliding into her honey hole, accepting it without resistance.
“Ah.”
“Hm? The hero you admire would probably despise you. Is that okay?”
I slowly rock my h!ps, stirring her honey hole with my c0ck.
“There’s no choice. Doing my best to have pregnancy s9x with Big Bro is part of the training. If I don’t have s9x with Big Bro, I can’t even become a candidate.”
With my free hand, I fondle her large b00bs to my heart’s content, savoring the tightness of her honey hole.
“So, you’re having s9x to become a candidate? What a great Spunk-T0ilet.”
“Huh? Oh? Is that… how it is? Why am I… having s9x with Big Bro so sincerely…?”
“Exactly. Was selling your b0dy to become a hero candidate really your dream?”
While her b00bs are toyed with and her hole is relentlessly pounded, Karen shakes her head vigorously.
“No. It’s because it’s Big Bro. It’s definitely because it’s Big Bro. I’d absolutely hate it with any other man.”
“That makes me happy to hear.”
“Ah…”
Karen’s canal tightens around my c0ck.
I stop moving abruptly.
“Big Bro?”
“Want me to keep going?”
“Yes, keep going. Keep pounding my snatch. Big Bro, move…”
Karen pleads.
“What’s better: becoming a hero candidate or being my c0ck sleeve?”
“Ugh…!”
Karen clutches her head as if struck by a headache.
It seems a strong dissonance is stirring within her.
I start thrusting my c0ck forcefully into her sopping honey hole.
“Ah, ahh, ah.”
“How’s it feel, hm?”
“If… Big Bro wants it… If I can’t be a candidate, would it be okay to be your c0ck sleeve…?”
“That might suit you better.”
“Really? Do I… suit being your c0ck sleeve…?”
I thrust my c0ck deep into her honey hole and release another load.
Karen trembles, reaching climax again.
“Ah, ughh.”
“A Spunk-T0ilet like this suits being a c0ck sleeve.”
“Ah… But… I can’t give up yet…”
“Want to talk more in the bathroom?”
I lead the unsteady Karen into the bathroom.
Karen dips her legs into the warm water.
“Turn around and stick out your rear.”
“Didn’t we come here to wash?”
I slap her rear sharply.
“Ow?! Big Bro!”
“You’re a c0ck sleeve, aren’t you? Right now?”
“…”
Karen, face flushed, braces her hands on the edge of the tub and sticks out her rear.
“You’re right. Right now, I’m Big Bro’s c0ck sleeve…~”
“No other thoughts. You need to focus on getting pregnant, right?”
“Yes~ Make your c0ck sleeve pregnant, Big Bro~”
Karen sways her rear side to side, enticing me. She even grabs her rear cheeks, spreading them to reveal the pink membrane of her hole.
I slide my c0ck into her snatch.
“Nngh…! When your c0ck goes in, my mind goes blank, and I can’t think of anything.”
“Don’t think. Does a c0ck sleeve need to think?”
Karen shakes her head and eagerly sways her rear.
“Karen is Big Bro’s exclusive c0ck sleeve~ This feels so right. I finally understand why my honey hole is so happy.”
“Exactly. You finally get it.”
“Ahe, pound me with your c0ck, Big Bro. A c0ck sleeve needs a c0ck.”
I place my hands on Karen’s rear, rocking my h!ps to thrust my c0ck.
It’s not as intense as before, but this slow, sticky s9x is nice too.
Under a strong suggestion, Karen is in a deep hypnotic state. Like Isti, she ignores the contradictions in her situation, offering her honey hole and panting.
“Ohh~ Ngho.”
Karen sticks out her t0ngue, her face showing she only cares about my c0ck, swaying her rear to match my rhythm.
The lewd sound of flesh slapping echoes as I tap her womb with just the right force.
At one point, I keep my c0ck fully inside, rocking my h!ps without pulling out, savoring the feel of her canal.
“Ngh…! Big Bro’s c0ck is stirring my womb…!”
“Feel something?”
“Yeah, my womb’s so happy with the spunk shake, it’s definitely raising my pregnancy chances. Woman’s intuition.”
“Not bad feedback. I’ll have to try it with Isti.”
“Ahe. Since I’m a c0ck sleeve, you can test all sorts of things with your c0ck.”
Karen’s voice sounds like it’s melting with pleasure.
It’s clear she’s becoming increasingly irrational from the repeated, relentless s9x with no trace of resistance.
“How’s this?”
I grip Karen’s wa!st and thrust my c0ck hard, making a slapping sound.
“Mmm, I love the way it smacks together.”
This time, I slide in slowly, avoiding harsh contact, settling into a relaxed position.
“Ah, I can feel that sturdy c0ck, so good.”
I pull Karen’s arms and snap my h!ps, pounding her hard.
“Ngh! Even the pain feels good in its own way.”
“You don’t dislike anything, do you, you little snatch queen?”
“What can I do when Big Bro’s c0ck is just too good?”
If it hurts, she should hate it, but she loves even the pain. Is she addicted to s9x?
Karen’s canal tightens around me, dripping wet no matter what I do.
I’m ready to dive deeper. I grab her rear, speeding up my thrusts to heighten the eruption.
“Ohh! Nghhh…!”
The intense pounding makes Karen’s big b00bs bounce. Forgetting the pain, she sways her rear, matching my rhythm.
“Guh, Big Bro! Empty everything in your sack into my canal ~ Don’t hold back, or I’ll hate you ~”
“Greedy canal, huh? Planning to leave no room for Isti tonight?”
“Ahe, good thing I’m greedy. That’s how I became Big Bro’s canal ~”
I’m done for. Completely defeated.
Her canal grips me relentlessly, and the soft thighs brushing against me with every thrust make my sack ache.
Eruption is close.
I release all my load into Karen’s canal.
“Ngh~~~~! Ngh, hah, ugh…!”
After multiple eruptions, my oversensitive c0ck is wrung dry, leaving me with a long orgasm but barely any spunk.
Honestly, I thought my heart would stop. Defeated by a top-tier snatch, I’ve got no load left to give.
After s9x, we sit in the hot bath together. Karen plops down in front of me, leaning back against me.
With Isti, we’d whisper love and k!ss, but with Karen, after such filthy s9x, we’re both too drained to move.
Praising her snatch is one thing, but saying “I love you” doesn’t fit the vibe.
Karen probably knows that too.
“Let’s train again tomorrow, Big Bro.”
“Hero candidate, you haven’t given up, right?”
“Of course not! I just found another path. The path to being Big Bro’s canal.”
“That’s… kinda charming.”
“If you get me pregnant during training, I’ll be your spunk-hole forever ~”
She says it with a honey-sweet voice.
“Nothing’s coming out today. My sack’s empty.”
Karen giggles softly.
It’s a satisfying night.
After the bath, Karen, exhausted, falls asleep the moment she hits the bed.
Curious, I check the kitchen. Two people are still in the middle of a cooking lesson.
“Isti! I’ll be sleeping in the room next to the bath.”
“Darling? Okay! Sleep well.”
Yawn.
After releasing three times in a row, I’m beat.
Back in Karen’s room, I lie next to her, fondling her mounds as I drift off.
The next morning.
I wake to the sight of Karen and Isti asleep in my arms.
Karen’s lewd b00bs press against my b0dy, while Isti’s face is so close I can hear her soft breathing.
…My already hard c0ck swells even tighter.
Despite unloading so much yesterday, my sack feels heavy but fine.
Where’s Bella, though?
Is she still practicing?
“Hey, wake up. Let’s go eat breakfast.”
I rouse them, and we head to the dining area.
As expected, Bella’s in the kitchen, preparing breakfast.
“Bella, aren’t you overdoing it?”
“It’s to restore my tarnished honor. Just wait.”
All this over one bad meal ruining her honor?
Still, Bella seems dead serious.
While she cooks, the three of us hit the big bath to freshen up, then gather at the table.
“By the way, how’s that secret costume coming along?”
“Got it from Leira. I’ll show you tonight.”
Isti’s oddly serious.
So Bella wasn’t exaggerating.
There’s really a secret weapon costume? I can’t even imagine it.
“Yesterday, Karen was with Darling, so I couldn’t show it.”
Karen flinches, giving an awkward smile and shrugging.
“Ha, haha…”
“Karen’s b0dy felt good, didn’t it?”
“Big Bro…!”
Karen panics, glancing at Isti.
But Isti, far from upset, smiles gently.
“I lost the first night, Karen. Great technique. Thanks for making Darling feel good.”
“Uh, yeah… I did my best.”
Karen’s ears turn red from the praise.
Her b0dy heats up fast, and her shy expressions are always amusing.
Isti, on the other hand, is usually stoic, a cool and beautiful elf. If we weren’t close, I’d never see her smile.
“Isti, how’s Bella doing? She was helping late last night.”
“Leira tried hard.”
Not a word about her cooking improving.
I should brace myself.
Even with Isti’s teaching, getting better in one day is unlikely for a spoiled goddess who’s never touched dishwater.
But Bella kept at it even after Isti slept. She’s cocky, but her heart’s not bad.
“If it’s bad, we’ll leave it to Karen.”
“Agreed.”
Isti and I quickly settle it.
“Huh? Leave what to me?”
“You said it’s delicious. You can eat it all, right?”
“Ugh, that sounds rough…”
Bella emerges from the kitchen. I get why people care about a server’s looks.
Seeing Bella’s serious face, I feel like I could forgive even terrible food.
Let’s see how today goes…
“Not bad?”
At least it looks better.
No more mixing stuff into weird colors.
As I pick up my utensils, Bella looks nervous.
Only the faint clink of dishes fills the air as we eat in silence.
I try a bite of cubed meat topped with mashed potatoes.
…It’s good.
“How is it?”
“Tasty.”
For my palate, dulled by this world’s mediocre food, it’s decent.
It’s a tightrope walk, but it’s neither too salty nor bland.
Like she barely pulled off mimicking a skilled mentor’s demo…
“…”
Isti eats without a word.
“This is good enough to trust you with. Can you handle lunch and dinner too?”
“Hah, you’ll be shocked at how fast my skills improve!”
Her rock-bottom confidence bounces back, and Bella beams.
After breakfast, we head to the outdoor clearing where we trained yesterday.