Volume 6 Chapter 44 Princess (Fox)’s Request ◆
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Her inner muscles twitched, twitch, twitch, as the delicate folds, thoroughly violated, revealed their glistening, pink membranes. Despite being prepared for a male invader, Wolf Princess’s core retained an air of innocence. No matter how crudely the tongue assaulted her, her royal womb stubbornly clung to its dignity.
Grabbing her tail to hold her in place, the male pressed his shaft against her entrance. Her buttocks jolted, twitching in resistance, but the tip, slick, slipped inside. As it probed and widened her opening, it sank deeper, claiming her.
”N-nuh, nuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!?!”
Through the cloth muffling her cries, Wolf Princess’s voice echoed in despair. Her claws sliced through the air, her futile struggles only tightening her walls around the intruder.
”Wow, it’s in. Disgusting. To think you’d take something so big. Princess Wolf, you’ve got a talent for being a slave,” Fox Princess sneered, peering down with mock concern.
Wolf Princess’s petite frame enveloped the swollen shaft—a size that should have torn her apart. Yet, the robust body of a Beastkin accommodated it, her trained muscles yielding without a drop of blood.
”So, how does it feel?” Fox Princess asked, her voice dripping with malice.
”Huh? Like I’ve messed up,” Wolf Princess muttered, her voice strained.
”Not that. How does it feel inside you, Your Highness?”
”Ah—it feels… overwhelming,” she admitted, her breath hitching.
As the shaft withdrew, her spine arched, her body trembling. Slowly, it reentered, her inner walls squirming in response. Her flesh tightened, and she yanked at the binding cloth, her reaction intense.
”Your insides feel amazing. Lucky you. You’ll make a perfect whore,” Fox Princess gloated, leaning in, her face inches from Wolf Princess’s. Her tone was that of a girl, but her expression was twisted, as if possessed by malice.
”The child born from your womb will be Wolfkin—worthless, scorned, stoned. No country, no kin, nothing but trash. Yet, you’ll still be useful as a whore or slave. Impressive, Princess Wolf. You’ll make a fine prostitute,” she continued, her words a relentless barrage.
Her insults weren’t even ironic—just cruel. Fox Princess loomed over Wolf Princess, her lips curled in a grotesque smile. What expression did Wolf Princess wear in that moment? Defiance? Despair?
”How long until he finishes?” Fox Princess asked abruptly.
”A little longer,” the male grunted, his voice strained.
Wolf Princess’s inner turmoil was palpable, her voice stifled but her panic evident. “Princess Wolf, your looseness is delaying him. A noble princess should do better,” Fox Princess snapped, raising her hand. Smack—a sharp slap echoed, and the invaded walls clenched, tightened. With each strike, Wolf Princess’s body desperately clenched around the shaft.
The male didn’t plan for it to go this far. Once she’s free, she’ll tear them apart. Circumstances had made them accomplices—betrayal and assault. Wolf Princess’s freedom would mean their deaths. He had no choice but to see this through, to side with Fox Princess.
Withdrawing from her tight rear, he thrust deeply. Fox Princess, her face alight with joy, watched from the front. Wolf Princess’s womb, a tempest of emotions, squirmed—anger, despair, all mingling. A muted, pained sound escaped her.
”Wolf Princess, your core is incredible. It’s a shame things ended this way,” he thought, apologizing silently as he thrust, thrust into her. Her wild exterior hid a gentle interior—a respectful woman who might have, in another life, surrendered quietly in bed.
The pace quickened. Thud, thud—the sounds of flesh meeting, her sparse fat jiggling. Fox Princess, sensing the end, approached, her gaze fixed on the union.
Hard, he thrust deeply. The sensation of release, pulse, and he withdrew only to thrust again, the pulsing shaft grinding against her walls. The seed of a commoner was planted in the womb of a royal.
Her core, quiver, quiver, clenched tightly, as if welcoming the invader. Was it acceptance or desperation? Her womb greedily drank him in.
”Ugh… it’s coming out,” Fox Princess observed, covering her mouth, fascinated. Her eyes darted between Wolf Princess’s exposed rear and the male’s abdomen.
”…Even now… disgusting,” she muttered, her gaze falling on Wolf Princess’s waist, heaving rhythmically. Her tail, fully extended, trembling, shook violently. As the male violated and degraded her, her body convulsed uncontrollably.
It was climax after climax. Wolf Princess, her intimate parts forcibly penetrated, reacted intensely to the male’s release.
”Nh… fuuun… fuu, fuuu…”
Perhaps it was inevitable. Her body had already been aroused. Her core, from the start, was more than ready. Even in this act of violation, even with a lowborn’s shaft, her feminine instincts responded. Her consciousness aside, her body acted purely on biological impulse.
”You’re inherently vulgar. You’re no fallen princess—just a crowned whore,” Fox Princess sneered, looking down at the trembling Wolf Princess. The victor, now done with her rival, turned away, sitting on the other side of the room.
”Divination,” she muttered, her fingers tracing the ground. The earth swelled, forming a passage ahead.
”What’s that? Some kind of sensing magic?” Klock asked.
”Just a divination,” she replied casually.
The ground continued to rise, forming a path. Whatever she was planning, it wasn’t his concern. He withdrew his shaft, still pulsing, from Wolf Princess’s core and thrust it back inside her.
”N-ngh!”
A sound no young lady should make escaped her lips. Fox Princess glanced over, a smirk playing on her lips. Withdrawing and thrusting again, he slammed into Wolf Princess’s rear, prompting a laugh from Fox Princess.
”Hehehe. Such a disgraceful sound.”
The humiliation of her lifelong rival clearly pleased her. Fox Princess watched with sadistic delight as Wolf Princess, suspended and helpless, was violated.
”Can males really go multiple times in a row like that?” she asked.
”…If they’re aroused enough, yeah,” he replied vaguely.
In truth, at his age, he could go all night if needed, but explaining that would be pointless. Since the accident with Elna, his stamina had become nearly limitless.
”Figures. Locked up with only women, you must’ve been frustrated. Go ahead, keep at it. I’m sure our noble princess here will indulge you,” Fox Princess said, her fingers tracing the air. The binding cloth around Wolf Princess slid down, releasing her to the ground.
Now, Wolf Princess was pinned to the earth, her limbs and torso bound, her rear exposed like a dog’s. The male adjusted, kneeling to maintain their connection. Once the bindings were secure, he thrust into her again.
”Nh… fuu… fuu… fuuu—”
Wolf Princess’s breath was ragged, her body glistening with sweat. With each thrust, her rear and legs stuck to his, damp and clammy. Her core was scorching hot, her young body feverish, clinging desperately to his shaft.
He twisted his hips, stimulating her thoroughly. Even in this act of violation, he sought her weak spots—the deepest part, the abdominal side. Finding them, he probed and teased, eliciting a response.
”N-ngh! Fuu… kuh… fuuu… n-ngh!”
Sounds unbecoming of a princess filled the air.
”…Is this normal? Does r*** usually end up like this?” Fox Princess asked, her brow furrowed in discomfort.
He feigned confusion. In truth, he wasn’t being brutal. Wolf Princess’s reactions were too intense for genuine violation. Real r*** wouldn’t involve such slick sweat or such eager movements.
”She’s not being gang-r***d by soldiers. This is just how it is,” he lied.
Honestly, he didn’t want to be too harsh. Until recently, they’d been on better terms. He felt guilty, but he couldn’t stop now. He wasn’t going to beat her or choke her—just continue as he had been. Not gentle, but not cruel.
Ah, it’s so warm… Sex really is the best in the cold… What happens next?
His thoughts drifted as he thrust. Originally, the plan was to escape with Wolf Princess, but Fox Princess would never allow that. Now, their only ally was Fox Princess herself. Could they survive? Had he doomed them by violating Wolf Princess?
”…Hey, I’m close. Tighten up, Wolf Princess,” he warned, raising his hand. Smack—her rear jiggled, her young flesh responding. He struck again and again, smack, smack, pretending to humiliate her while twisting his shaft inside her.
Squirts—squirts—squirts.
He released, deep within her.
”Nh… fuu… fuuu… fuu… nfuuu…”
Her core clenched tightly around him, her body reacting intensely. Even as he slowed, she quivered, her weak spot clearly her deepest core. Her body, designed for procreation, was undeniably that of a princess.
”…Are you done now?” Fox Princess asked.
”Not yet. Still releasing,” he replied, his shaft pulsing inside Wolf Princess. He held her limp rear firmly, his seed spilling into the womb of the greatest Wolf Beastkin.
”Nmuu… nh… fuuu…”
Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of her profile. Wolf Princess, who had only shown her back, turned her head slightly. Her mouth was covered, but her tear-streaked face was visible.
His heart skipped a beat. Her tears, her flushed cheeks—it was as if he’d stumbled upon an innocent girl being violated in a back alley. Her face was exactly his type.
His shaft hardened, twitching. A sudden desire to further degrade her overwhelmed him. How could she look at him like that? His testes tightened in response.
Squirts—gushes—spurts—spurts.
The intensity and volume of his release surged. He crushed her small, soft rear, pouring his seed into her quivering young womb. Wolf Princess’s back arched fully, her body shuddering violently, her core convulsing around him.
”Nh—ooo… n-ooo…”
Suddenly, he felt warmth spreading from her groin. It took a moment to realize it was her fluid mingling with his.
”Gross. What is this? You’re overdoing it,” Fox Princess scoffed.
Wolf Princess lay collapsed on all fours, her once-pristine folds now swollen and open from his relentless thrusting. She lay facedown, her rear still exposed, spurting obscenely. Gurgle—the sound of her hips was grotesque. Fox Princess turned away in disgust, addressing him.
”Enough. Let’s go. I’m not wasting more time on her.”
”Go? Aren’t you resting?”
”We move when we can. The signs are favorable now.”
Fox Princess approached Wolf Princess, her expression cold and disdainful. She stepped over the bound princess’s head, sitting on it as if it were a stool.
”Goodbye, Princess Wolf. Enjoy your life in this prison,” she said mockingly.
A soft, moan escaped Wolf Princess’s gag, and suddenly, water began to pool around her.
”Seriously? She’s… relieving herself?” he muttered in disbelief.
A faint odor filled the air. He recalled the white cat princess, who had once tried to do the same to him as a victor.
”Let’s go. Leave her in a nearby cell,” Fox Princess ordered.
”…Me?” he groaned.
He couldn’t refuse—her rank was higher. Reluctantly, he approached Wolf Princess, who lay motionless, face pressed into the sand.
…To part like this.
He couldn’t help but reflect on her state. He’d committed r*** before—during his thieving days, he’d deceived countless naive girls. But his acts were petty compared to this. True violators would have done far worse.
Leaving Wolf Princess here meant certain death—either in prison or by execution. It was as good as killing her. Even in his past, he’d never gone this far.
He lifted her small, limp body, the binding cloth unraveling. She was light, her frame still undeveloped. Slinging her over his shoulder, he whispered,
”Sorry. I’ll tell the hero about you. Hold on until she comes.”
Fox Princess, now wrapped in a white sheet, raised her hand, beginning another divination. He followed, leaving the scene behind.
Notes:
• Elna – Female. A young apprentice mage. Her appearance is that of a child with white hair reaching her shoulders. She wears a black hooded mantle with strange patterns. Her relationship is as an apprentice to Hermine, the Great Mage. Her power involves advanced magic, including spatial teleportation. Her combat style is magical, and she is described as childish and easily provoked.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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