Chapter 240 Ferocious Dog ②*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Wauuu…♡! Ah, wau…♡!”
Laika, the adventurer dog-beastwoman who had accepted me so readily, wrapped her arms happily around my back. Her scorching heat clamped down on me as her vaginal entrance constricted in a tight, pulsing welcome. On a freezing winter night, her body temperature, boiling both inside and out, provided a sense of security while stoking a wild, aggressive lust. This Hatsujoukiⁿ—the ‘rut’ I had heard would be incredible—was certainly having an outstanding effect on me. I couldn’t help but pull her into a crushing embrace, grinding my hips to settle deeper into her welcoming warmth.
”Kyuu~n♡ kyuu~n♡”
Having her insides stirred like that was clearly more than she could handle. She let out a pathetic, high-pitched whimper, her body begging for even more violent motion. Whether from sheer impatience or the haze of her arousal, the way she bucked her hips beneath me was clumsy and unrefined.
Normally, she is quite skilled at moving her waist. This is partly due to the Kaihatsu—the sexual development—I have put her through, and partly because the women have been sharing information and practicing together. Usually, the sight of her dancing on top of me with her supple body and an enchanting, calculated smile is enough to make any man drool…
The gap between the poised seductress I imagined and the desperate, frantic creature before me sent a surge of pure impulse screaming from the depths of my gut. Her beastly instincts had me in a death grip, and she wasn’t letting go. Man… what am I supposed to do with this adorable little pup?
”Wafu…♡?”
Seeing me lost in thought, she tilted her head with that innocent look that was so obviously an invitation. Please, acting coy now? You were just face-deep in a Ddo-Buddyⁿ a few minutes ago.
Driven by her silent taunts, I hammered my hips back into motion. I leaned down, latching onto her modest breasts and marking her skin with a deep, dark hickey. There was a time when she was self-conscious about her size, but those days were over. Lately, she just gives me a bashful grin and says, “Kento, you’re obsessed with my tiny tits, aren’t you?” before aggressively rubbing them against me. In fact, she’s even pinned me down before, forcing me to worship those tiny peaks all night long. Thanks to my constant training, they have grown into incredibly sensitive, ideal little points. Right now, she was clearly losing her mind from the sudden attention.
”Kyau♡!? Kyuu~n, kyuu~n♡♡♡!”
”Laika, you love it when I bully your tits, don’t you?”
”Wafu, kyuin♡♡♡!?”
Again, that pathetic whimpering. Her hands flailed wildly against my back. I couldn’t tell if she was begging for more or pleading for me to stop, but it didn’t matter. I wasn’t slowing down. Her back arched with a surge of strength, thrusting her nipples toward me. I took one into my mouth, teasing it with the tip of my tongue before sucking hard, then swirling my tongue around again, finally grazing the tip with a sharp, playful nip.
”AOOOONNN♡♡♡!”
Whether it was the peak of pleasure or pure joy, Laika answered with a powerful, echoing Tooboeⁿ—a howl. That cry for her Tsugaiⁿ, her fated mate, was the ultimate proof of her peak arousal—something I only get to hear on rare, special occasions these days.
”AOOOOOOONNNNN!!!”
”Ao♡♡♡!?”
When I threw my own voice into the mix and howled back, she looked up at me with a shocked expression. After hearing her say that she’s incredibly happy when a howl is returned, I had been practicing in secret. This was the perfect moment to debut it. I had been gathering tips on the sly from her and Aerith-jou of the Garou Merchant Guildⁿ. Lately, even Aerith’s father, Garou Ouka-shi, had helped me, so my howling power had increased significantly.
”Kyan kyan♡♡♡! Kyuin♡♡♡!”
I looked down at her with a smirk. She looked like she was about to explode with happiness, having never expected me to answer her call. She clung to me, her calculated cuteness at maximum capacity as she desperately licked at my collarbones.
”AOOOOOONNNN!!!”
”Aoooonnn♡♡♡♡!!!”
Our howls layered over one another, resonating. Her tail was thumping rhythmically against my thighs and ass. Strangely, the howling brought a sense of euphoria and omnipotence even to a regular human like me. Or maybe just screaming at the top of my lungs during the act provided a sense of liberation.
The rhythm of my thrusts hit a frantic pace, our junction turning into a frothing lather of fluid. I ran my hand through her hair, ruffling it as I leaned in to sink my teeth into her neck—payback for her licking me earlier. I marked her with teeth and bruised her with hickeys, and when I was satisfied, I howled again. I had become a beast, and I was going to devour her.
”Grrrrrrr…!”
”Kyuun♡! Kyuun♡!”
Laika was desperately trying to please her raging male. It was like a switch had been flipped; her vagina was moving with a mind of its own, twisting and churning to wring every drop of essence out of me. Her walls were always narrow and tight—usually, she used them to clamp down and chew on my cock with every step. But today? It felt like service. The cheeky, aggressive clamping was gone, replaced by the devoted tightening of a female who had been utterly conquered. She was still trying to draw me into her depths, but whenever I pulled back, her entrance would squeeze and follow me, milking my shaft with incredible friction. When I lunged forward, her internal folds entangled me, almost as if they were frolicking with me. Deep inside, her walls pulsed, her cervix kissing the head of my cock. It was as if she were trying to pull me into her very soul. I obliged, crushing myself against her, and she clung to me with her entire body—not just her pussy—begging for more, more, more.
”Fuuu~♡♡♡! Fuuu~♡♡♡!”
Her ragged breath tickled my neck. She was likely trying to fill her lungs with the scent of my sweat. To beastmen with their heightened senses, scent is everything. It is the first and most vital condition for becoming mates, allowing them to read emotions and even health. Laika was no exception; she sniffed me every single day. When I first got back from the war, she spent forever hovering over me, claiming she needed to refill the scent she’d missed while I was away. In their world, sniffing back is a vital form of communication. Since I started living with Laika and Aerith, I’ve become hyper-aware of smells too. Not to mention Laika and Aerith, I’ve learned the profiles of everyone in our group. I can’t read all their emotions, but I can tell if someone’s feeling a bit under the weather, and I’m 100% confident I can sniff out exactly when they’re excited.
”FUUU! FUUU!”
I pinned Laika down, buried my face in her hair, and inhaled deeply while my hips kept grinding. The scent of a woman in heat flooded my nose, vibrating through my brain. But it wasn’t enough. My brain was demanding something thicker, something more primal to confirm this female’s arousal.
”Sniff, sniff!”
”Sun-sun-sun♡♡♡!”
We sniffed each other frantically. I buried my nose in the crook of her neck; she pressed hers behind my ear, even giving me a lick to check my taste. If that’s how we’re playing, I thought, and I forced her arms up to lick her armpits. She writhed, the tickling making her squirm, but I held her down and licked her with everything I had.
”SUUUUU~!”
I took a deep breath, and—BAM! A powerful, concentrated scent of female hit me like a physical blow. It wasn’t stinky. It was an unbearable, intoxicating aroma that reached deep into my human soul and dragged out the sleeping beast. My brain was reeling. My reproductive instincts had finally snapped awake. I didn’t care about the why anymore. I just needed her.
”GAUUUUUUU!!!”
”Kyuin♡♡!? ♡♡!?”
The beast inside me bared its fangs and fell upon Laika. I hammered my hips into her. I was a beast driven to leave his seed behind. And she was a beast, too. A beast craving that seed. We sought each other with nothing but pure, raw instinct. And then…
”AOOOOOOONNNNN!!!”
”Aoooonnn♡♡♡♡♡!!!”
I came—spurting, surging, flooding her depths! I pulsed again and again, pouring my heat into her! I was gushing into her womb, a relentless stream! As our howls merged into one, I blasted my essence deep into her. My instincts were satisfied. My body felt complete. My brain flooded me with a massive reward for fulfilling my duty as a living creature. I could feel Laika trembling in my arms, and I knew she felt the same. I felt it in her clinging limbs, in the way her pussy milked me, and in the scent she was releasing. My hips were shaking. My legs were weak. But it wasn’t enough. I felt a desperate need to violate this female more, to pour even more of my seed into her, to make absolutely sure she was pregnant. My instincts wouldn’t let me settle.
”Kyuun…♡”
Her faint whimper told me exactly what she wanted. You’re not done yet, are you?
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Summary:
Kento and Laika engage in a primal sexual encounter during Laika’s heat cycle. Kento debuts his secret howling practice, surprising and delighting Laika by responding to her calls. Their mutual animalistic instincts are triggered, leading to a raw and instinct-driven union. The chapter ends with Kento’s reproductive instincts demanding more even after a intense release.
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Character Insight:
This chapter highlights Kento’s ongoing transition from a modern ‘civilized’ human to someone deeply integrated into the world’s beastman culture. His secret practice of howling shows a deep desire to connect with Laika on her cultural and biological level, while the ‘dragon trauma’ provides a psychological anchor for his sudden shift into primal aggression.
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Behind the Scene:
The use of ‘calculated’ (azatoi) is a common trope in Japanese web novels, referring to characters who act cute with a specific goal in mind. Here, it contrasts with the raw, uncontrolled nature of the beastman rut.
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Notes:
• Laika – The beastwoman dog.
• Kento – The owner of the magic tool shop ‘Harvest,’ which discretely sells adult goods. He’s a former overworked, ordinary salaryman from modern Japan who was suddenly transported (isekai’d) to this fantasy world. He has dark hair and an unremarkable appearance, typically wearing a plain, slightly suspicious-looking shop owner’s clothes looks like Kazuma Satou from certain series. He has a minimal amount of magic power, enough to craft his specialty items.
• Aerith – A wolf beast-person and Ouka’s daughter. She is intensely attracted to Kento’s creative genius and is not shy about showing her interest. Have gray fur hair and tail, wearing elegant dress.
• Ouka – The middle-aged head of the Garou Merchant Guild, known for leather goods and accessories. He is a prominent figure using his own family’s experience to advocate for the ‘Tremble Ddo-Buddy’. Have gray wolf ears and wear merchant attire.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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