Volume 4 Chapter 8 The Reason for her Toughness*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Returning to the inn, I asked Liese and Camilla to keep watch. Camilla looked a bit uneasy, but when I pulled her close and stroked her head, her expression melted into a soft, dizzy grin as she saw me off. Liese had seen this happen a few times before, so she didn’t offer any particular objection.
As I approached the meeting spot, I noticed a peculiar gap in the crowd-a space people were actively avoiding. I wondered what was going on, only to find Gerta standing there, arms crossed and eyes tightly shut. The air around her was practically buzzing with tension. (Did I keep her waiting too long?)
”Sorry, Gerta. Looks like I’m late,” I said.
”…So you’re finally here. Let’s go,” Gerta replied.
Gerta started walking before I could even finish my greeting. She didn’t seem particularly pissed off, but if that was the case, what was with that intense vibe earlier?
”Were you mad back there?” I asked.
”I wasn’t mad. My body was just… aching. I was doing everything I could to hold it in,” Gerta said.
It had been quite a while since we parted ways at the Guild; she really must have been waiting. I felt a genuine pang of guilt.
”My bad. I’ll make it up to you between the sheets,” I said.
”I’m holding you to that,” Gerta replied.
Gerta let out a smirk, flashes of her jagged teeth peeking through. She clearly thought I was just talking big.
* * *
We checked into a private room at a nearby short-stay inn and took turns in the shower. I was relieved she wasn’t so desperate that she’d skip the cleaning part. Since this place was chosen purely for proximity, it lacked a Soundproofing Magic Tool¹, so I cast Wind Magic to create a vacuum of silence around us. Gerta sounded like she was going to be a loud one.
”Alright. Let’s get down to business,” Gerta said.
”Whoa…!” I said.
Stepping out of the shower, Gerta was absolutely radiating s*x appeal. She stood well over 190cm-at least a full head taller than me. (I wish she’d share some of that height.) Her medium-length hair was a messy, golden-brown mix, flicking out wildly in every direction. Her build was as solid as I remembered; the definition in her arms and legs was incredible. While her breasts were quite large, they almost looked modest because of how powerful the rest of her frame was. If Vanessa was a feral beauty, Gerta was a warrior queen.
”So, what kind of play are you into?” Gerta asked.
”The rough kind. Don’t hold back,” I replied.
(Of course.) I couldn’t help but let out a dry chuckle; it was exactly what I expected.
”Got it. Let’s do this,” I said.
”Yeah,” Gerta replied.
We started with a deep embrace. Gerta might have been looking for nothing but immediate, physical gratification, but I wanted to actually enjoy my time with her. She was probably impatient, but I needed her to indulge me for just a bit longer.
I’m used to being with partners smaller than me, so being with someone this large was a rare treat. Aside from Vanessa or Rita, most girls don’t come close to my height, but with Gerta, I felt completely enveloped. (Honestly, this is a pretty great experience.)
Her skin was burning hot and her breath was coming in ragged gasps; she was definitely In Heat². Waiting in that state must have been torture. That prickly aura I felt earlier was likely her lust leaking out while she fought to keep it under control. I lightly caressed her back over the bath towel, feeling the dense muscle beneath, but she didn’t seem to be feeling much. (Fine then. Target: Chest.)
”I’m taking the towel off, okay?” I asked.
”Whenever you’re ready,” Gerta replied.
(Damn, even her consent sounds cool.)
I pulled back slightly and let the towel drop. Her body was a masterpiece of power. Her breasts were heavy, though I suspected more than half of that volume was pure muscle.
Because of her state, her n**ipss were already standing at full attention-thick as my own thumb. Contrary to her wild exterior, her pubic hair was neatly groomed. I felt a quiet wave of relief; a jungle down there is usually a turn-off for me. I placed my hands on her breasts and began a slow, firm massage. There wasn’t much fluff to them; I could feel the pectoral muscle right underneath the skin.
”Nngh… Hah… Harder. Do it harder,” Gerta said.
”You got it,” I replied.
Gerta wasn’t satisfied with gentle touches. I ramped up the pressure, focusing on the areolae and the tips. I kneaded her breasts forcefully while giving the n**ipss a sharp, rolling pinch. Finally, a sweet, needy sound broke through her composure.
”Haaah… ♡ The n**ipss… do them harder! ♡” Gerta said.
(I’m always a little worried about overdoing it, but if that’s what she wants, I’m game.) I worked one n**ips between my fingers while giving the other a firm, grinding squeeze. It was the kind of pressure that would make most girls cry out in pain.
”Ah… ♡♡ Yes! That’s it! ♡ Just like that… ♡ You can even go harder… ♡” Gerta said.
”Are you for real?” I asked.
I continued to maul her breasts, rolling and twisting her n**ipss with even more force. Gerta seemed to absolutely love it, her entire body jerking with every squeeze.
”Nngh… ♡♡♡ Haa… ♡♡ Haa… ♡♡ Kugh… ♡♡♡” Gerta moaned.
She was getting close to the edge. When I moved my hand down, I found her already drenching wet. Looking down, I could see her love juice actually dripping onto the floor. She really had been ready from the start. Gerta spread her legs slightly for me, and I used four fingers to begin a messy, grinding massage of her core. With how much fluid she was producing, there was zero risk of friction burn.
”Hah… ♡♡♡ There, too! Give it to me harder! ♡” Gerta said.
I took one of her n**ipss into my mouth and was stunned by the size-it felt like a large candy. Since she craved intensity, I skipped the licking and went straight for deep sucking and light biting.
Even the clitoris, usually sensitive, needed a firm hand. I pulled back the hood to expose it directly-though at her size, it was practically poking out anyway. As I sucked hard on her n**ips while rolling her clit between my fingers, her entire body arched off the bed. Her reactions were just as massive as she was.
”Aah… ♡♡♡ Yes… ♡♡ So good… ♡ Nngh… ♡♡♡” Gerta said.
Time to check the interior. Thanks to the constant flood of fluid, my fingers slid in without any resistance. I could have fit two or three in there easily. There was a certain firmness to the walls, though-likely because she hadn’t found a partner who could actually satisfy her lately. As I explored, I confirmed that like most of the others, her G-spot was her primary trigger.
”Hah… ♡♡♡ Fingers are great… ♡ But give me the real thing already… ♡” Gerta said.
”Alright, alright,” I said.
Gerta clearly preferred the main event over foreplay. She reached down with her large hand and began stroking my c**k with a practiced, hungry grip. I led her to the bed, but instead of me taking the lead, she shoved me down and climbed on top.
Hovering over me, she looked absolutely feral as she ground her soaking wet slit against my shaft with a loud, squelching sound. I was already rock hard from her touch alone. (A young body is a wonderful thing.)
”You’re ready to go too… ♡ Right? ♡” Gerta asked.
”It’s okay. Move however you want,” I said.
Gerta gripped my c**k and slowly lowered herself onto it. The abundant fluid made it feel like sliding into warm silk, but the way her v**inal walls clamped down on me was incredible.
”Haaah… ♡♡♡ It’s in… ♡” Gerta said.
”God, you feel amazing inside, Gerta…!” I said.
She started with slow, deliberate movements, but the pace quickly turned frantic. The room filled with the rhythmic slap-slap-slap of her ass hitting my thighs. It was a pure, vertical pile-driver.
”Oh… ♡♡♡♡ Yes! It’s hitting the spot! ♡ Right there! ♡ Ghuu… ♡♡♡” Gerta said.
It didn’t seem like her v**ina was exceptionally deep; whenever she slammed down, I felt my glans bottoming out against her Portio³. Gerta seemed to live for that sensation, intentionally bottoming out to push against her uterus. Every time we connected, she would clamp down on me with a vice-like grip. It was starting to get to me, too.
”Ooh… ♡♡♡♡ Just like this… ♡♡ Deep… ♡♡ I’m gonna… I’m c**ming! ♡♡♡♡” Gerta said.
”Whoa! You’re so tight…!” I said.
After about five minutes of letting her have her way, Gerta hit her limit. Her internal muscles spasmed with such force that it triggered my own release. I buckled under the intensity, shooting deep inside her.
”Hah… ♡ Hah… ♡ I guess men need a break now, huh? ♡” Gerta asked.
”No, I can keep going like this,” I said.
(Time to reveal Secret Weapon No. 1: Indomitable Stamina. It’s not a secret anymore, but since most guys don’t have this, it counts.)
”Heh, you’re a monster. ♡ This is getting fun. ♡ Then we aren’t stopping. ♡” Gerta said.
”Yeah. Come at me,” I replied.
Gerta looked delighted. She resumed her rhythm, but now she was adding a grinding, twisting motion to her hips, rubbing my glans against her Portio with every rotation. The feeling of her internal ridges writhing against me was insane. Even though it was the second round, I felt like I was going to be milked dry in seconds.
”Oh… ♡♡ Oh… ♡♡ This is it… ♡ Doing it back-to-back… ♡ The pleasure won’t stop! ♡♡♡” Gerta said.
”The inside of you is incredible, Gerta…!” I said.
I couldn’t just stay on the defensive. It was time to strike back.
”Do you like this kind of thing?” I asked.
”Nngh… ♡♡♡ What? ♡ Daisuke… is it getting… thicker? ♡♡” Gerta asked.
(Secret Weapon No. 2: Transformation. I figured a girl of her stature would appreciate a bit more girth.) As I expanded, Gerta’s voice hit a whole new octave.
”Ogh… ♡♡♡ This is… amazing! ♡ It’s stretching me so wide! ♡ Gah… ♡♡♡” Gerta said.
”Glad you like it,” I said.
Instead of answering, Gerta just hammered her hips down even faster. The extra thickness made the fit absolutely punishing, and the squelching, wet noises were getting louder and more obscene. I gripped her hips and enjoyed the ride as she rode me like a woman possessed.
”Haaah… ♡♡♡♡♡ I’m going again! ♡♡♡♡ This thick c**k is too much! ♡♡♡♡” Gerta shouted.
”Guh, I’m right behind you…!” I said.
Gerta slammed her hips down one last time, pinning me deep against her Portio as she climaxed. Her head snapped back, her body racked with violent tremors. The sheer force of her internal squeeze was the final straw; I let out a massive second load, pumping it into her as her walls sucked me dry.
”Phew… ♡♡ Daisuke, you’ve got some weird-ass Skills. ♡” Gerta said.
”Heh, glad they passed the test. But I usually prefer being the one on top. Turn over, Gerta,” I said.
”You can still go? ♡” Gerta asked.
”I promised you a good time, didn’t I?” I said.
”Heh, you really are the best. ♡♡” Gerta said.
She was still beaming with energy. As she pulled off me, a thick mix of fluid and s**men spilled out of her. (It was a hell of a sight.) I had her get on all fours; if we’re going wild, it has to be doggy style. I noticed her tail-it was tipped with a tuft of fur, very lion-like.
”You wanted it rough, right?” I asked.
”Yeah… ♡ Don’t hold back. Give it to me. ♡” Gerta said.
I don’t usually go full-force, but for Gerta, I’d make an exception. My c**k was still thick as I lined it up. With just a slight shove, she swallowed me whole. The interior was a slippery mess of my previous load and her own juices, but the fit was still incredibly snug. I grabbed her powerful hips and began to drive into her with everything I had.
”Ogh… ♡♡ This hits different! ♡ Doggy style is… pretty damn good! ♡” Gerta said.
The height difference made a standard approach tricky, so I moved into a half-crouch, striking down into her from an angle.
”Ah… ahh! ♡♡♡ It’s good! ♡♡ Right there-that’s it! ♡♡”
Because the angle was perfect for grinding against her G-spot⁴, Gerta let out a voice thick with pleasure. I kept at it for a while, focusing purely on her G-spot until she started to melt beneath me. Then, I changed my rhythm. I moved on to the aggressive style Gerta loved-a deep, punishing Portio-play⁵ that sounded like wet, heavy thuds.
”Ohh…! ♡♡♡ Ahh…! ♡♡♡♡ It’s so good! ♡♡ Right there! ♡♡♡♡”
As I hammered away at her Portio, it was clear she really did love it. She looked like she was right on the edge, so I decided to drive her all the way over.
”Look at you, Gerta. This is what you wanted, isn’t it? Just let go! Come for me!”
”Oh…! ♡♡♡♡ Ah…! ♡♡♡♡ Ggh…! ♡♡♡♡ Ahh…! ♡♡♡♡♡”
Arching her back until it was taut, Gerta came again. A cry escaped her-one that sounded almost like a scream of pain-but the way her insides clamped down on me told a different story. It felt incredible for me too, so I didn’t hold back and came deep inside her.
”Phew… ♡♡♡ Haa… ♡♡♡ Nothing beats the rough stuff, does it? ♡” Gerta said.
”Want more?” I asked.
”If Daisuke… ♡ is okay with it… ♡ let’s keep going. ♡” Gerta replied.
”Got it,” said Daisuke.
I had her roll onto her back this time. Gerta’s secret place was flushed a deep red, her entrance pulsing and twitching with a life of its own. That wild, raw eroticism sent my own excitement through the roof. This was turning out to be much better than I’d originally imagined.
I didn’t even need to guide myself in; I slid right in through the slickness. I started working my hips immediately. Normally, I’d be in a standard missionary position for some kissing, but Gerta was so much bigger than me that I could only reach her chest. I gave up on the kissing and decided to go after her n**ipss instead.
I took one of her large n**ipss into my mouth, rolling it around like a piece of hard candy. I pinched the other one hard, kneading her breasts and pulling on them. Normally, this would be painful, but Gerta seemed to crave this level of intensity.
”It’s so good…! ♡♡♡♡ My n**ipss…! ♡ My p**sy…! ♡ It feels so fucking good…! ♡♡♡♡” Gerta cried out.
(If she loves it this rough, is she a natural masochist? Even during our duel, she seemed to get off on taking hits. It wasn’t just that she was tough; she was actually enjoying the pain. If that’s the case, she’ll love this next part.)
I triggered a transformation, extending my c**k by another two centimeters. I pinned her down in a breeding press⁶ and slammed into her with everything I had. I buried myself deep against her Portio, grinding into her with a heavy, crushing force.
”Aaahhh…! ♡♡♡♡ Being shoved in like this… it hurts so good! I’m coming! I’m coming! ♡♡♡♡ Oh! Oh! Oh! I’m-! ♡♡♡♡♡ ‘GAAAAAAAH!’”
”I’m going too!” I shouted.
I bit down on one n**ips and gave the other a sharp, hard tug. As I lunged forward with one final, powerful thrust, Gerta’s climax caused her to tighten around me like a vice. I poured myself into her uterus without holding back. Gerta had unconsciously unleashed her Roar Skill⁷; if I hadn’t set up soundproofing, the entire inn would have been in a panic. A weaker magic tool probably would have shattered from the force of it.
”Ah…! ♡♡♡ Gah…! ♡♡♡”
”…Did I go too far?” I muttered.
Gerta had completely lost herself to the climax, her eyes rolled back into her head as she shuddered. Just to be safe, I cast Healing Magic⁸ on her. Gerta was a new experience for me, but I have to admit, I could get used to a wild beauty like her.
* * *
After about twenty minutes, Gerta’s In Heat⁹ state had finally subsided, and we settled into some quiet pillow talk.
”Daisuke, you’re a beast in bed too, huh? ♡ I never expected to be dominated like that. ♡” Gerta said.
”Felt good, didn’t it?”
”Yeah. It was incredible. ♡”
Gerta gave me a predatory grin. After seeing her come that hard, the look wasn’t intimidating anymore, but to anyone else, she’d still look terrifying.
”Daisuke… why don’t you become my man? You’re strong, and you’re damn good at s*x. It’d be a waste to leave this as a one-time thing. ♡”
”Hm? Well…”
(Was this a friends-with-benefits thing? Or was she asking to be mates in a more permanent sense? Either way, the offer was flattering. But…)
”I appreciate the offer. Really, I do. But that’s going to be difficult. There are a few reasons-first, I don’t plan on being ‘kept’ by anyone. And since I already have lovers, I can’t commit to Gerta alone.”
”I see. That’s a shame, but I get it.”
”Now, if we’re talking about you becoming my woman, I could make that work-on one condition.”
”Oh? I’m down for that too. Being brought to heel by a strong male doesn’t sound half bad. So, what’s the catch?”
(She really is a masochist. Well, whatever.)
”It’s about Camilla.”
”That fox-I mean, Camilla?”
Gerta caught herself before calling her “the fox,” likely remembering the request I’d made earlier. She still looked confused, though.
”Camilla is deeply afraid of you. That’s not something that’s going to heal overnight. Once things get better-once Camilla feels safe being in the same room as you-then I’ll officially ask you to join us.”
”I see… I understand,” Gerta said.
Gerta seemed to finally register the weight of Camilla’s feelings, and she looked a little dejected.
”Don’t dwell on it. It’ll take time, but I’ll take care of Camilla. But Gerta, you’re going to have to apologize to her properly, okay?”
”Fine. When the time comes, let me see her.”
I stroked her wild, messy hair as she gave a firm, determined nod. She’s surprisingly obedient when you actually talk to her-likely because I beat her in that duel. She comes from a world where the weak don’t matter, and you only listen to those stronger than you. It’s probably the only way she knows how to interact. I’m being a bit condescending, but I want Gerta to become a better woman-one who can actually care about those weaker than her.
* * *
Since we’d started early, it wasn’t too late by the time we got back to the inn. Liese and Camilla were both still up. Liese bowed her head and gave me a characteristically formal “Welcome home, Master.”
When Camilla saw me, she lit up with a huge smile and started to run over, shouting “Master!” But as soon as she caught Gerta’s scent on me, she hit the brakes. Her expression crumbled into something heartbreakingly sad. I went straight for a bath and scrubbed my clothes. Once Gerta’s smell was gone, Camilla clung to me, nuzzling her head against my chest. She was adorable.
But it was a stark reminder: Camilla’s trauma was going to take a long time to heal.
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Summary:
Daisuke meets up with Gerta, the tall warrior woman, for their planned encounter. After a brief wait that leaves Gerta highly aroused, they head to a local inn. The chapter focuses on their intense physical session, where Daisuke utilizes his secret skills to keep up with Gerta’s monstrous stamina and large build.
Following their duel, Daisuke and Gerta engage in a intense s*xual encounter where Gerta’s submissive nature is revealed. Afterward, they discuss a potential permanent relationship, which Daisuke conditions on Gerta reconciling with Camilla. The chapter ends with Daisuke returning to his party, highlighting the lingering trauma Gerta caused Camilla.
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Trivia:
- Gerta’s ‘In Heat’ state suggests her race has specific biological cycles that affect behavior and mana leakage.
- Daisuke’s ‘Transformation’ skill is revealed to have a manual expansion component, hinting at fine-tuned bodily control.
- The mention of Gerta not finding satisfying partners highlights her isolation as a high-level or uniquely built warrior.
- Gerta’s unconscious use of ‘Roar’ skills during climax suggests her abilities are tied to her emotional/physical peak state.
- The mention of ‘low-durability magic tools’ breaking suggests the inn they are using is of average quality, grounding the fantasy setting.
- Gerta’s ease of submission after defeat confirms a ‘might-makes-right’ cultural background that will likely dictate her future loyalty
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Character Insight:
The dynamic shifts from a standard client/contractor vibe to one of mutual physical respect. Gerta’s initial toughness gives way to vulnerability and enjoyment, while Daisuke asserts dominance despite the size difference by using his specialized skills.
The dynamic between Daisuke and Gerta shifts from adversaries to a ‘Master-Submissive’ s*xual pairing. Gerta shows a willingness to join Daisuke’s harem, but Daisuke exerts moral authority by prioritizing the mental health of his current partner, Camilla, over Gerta’s desire.
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Lore And Worldbuilding Context:
The chapter introduces the concept of Soundproofing Magic Tools, a staple for privacy in a world where magic is common. It also touches on the biological quirks of non-human races (Gerta’s lion traits and heat cycle).
Introduction of ‘In Heat’ as a physiological state for Gerta’s race. The world operates on a power-based hierarchy where duels can determine social and interpersonal standing.
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TL Notes:
The term ‘Portio’ is a technical term for the v**inal portion of the cervix, common in Japanese erotic literature to describe deep penetration.
The author notes that the ‘Dungeon Upheaval’ arc took up 10% of the series, indicating a major narrative milestone has been reached.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Camilla – 14‑year‑old fox‑type beastkin slave, ~140 cm, thin, fluffy tail, twitching ears, wears accessories. Formerly Gerta’s slave, rescued after a wolf attack and dungeon upheaval. Class: Illusionist with Illusion & Fire magic; high INT/MND. Traumatized, clingy, calls Daisuke “Master,” seeks his scent, stays at the inn, becomes happy with his affection, fears abandonment.
• Liese – Dragonewt girl, 16, grey‑blue hair, thick horns, grey scales on neck and limbs, 170 cm tall, thin chest, tail that thumps when excited. Lancer‑class spear user, Daisuke’s first slave and loyal vanguard at the inn; greets him formally on return. Trained at Grünewald guild, Level 14 Two Conflicting Dragons sealing fire/water, loves meat and reading, assists Camilla (especially bathing).
• Gerta – B‑Rank adventurer and leader of the Beast Fang party; a towering, muscular beast‑woman over 190 cm tall with golden‑brown, flipping medium hair, jagged teeth, a lion‑like tail and a wild, predatory aura. She wields a greatsword, uses Maten, Magic Blade and Roar, thrives on strength, masochistic in combat and intimacy, and values power above all.
• Vanessa – Red‑haired, ponytail‑tied older sister adventurer with a toned, muscular build, large breasts and thick, meaty thighs. Wears revealing gear, exudes a wild, sexy vibe, and belongs to the all‑female Wyvern Slayers party. Saved by Daisuke, she guides Nicola’s first dungeon run, thriving in Orc‑infested zones and possessing Sleep Resistance.
• Rita – Standing 175 cm tall, this wolf‑type Beastman girl boasts dark brown hair, a fluffy tail and pointed ears. Her athletic, sprinter‑like build shows toned abs and massive stamina, while her long tongue and confident grin mark her as the famed “Number One” of Daydream. Popular and friendly, she thrives on competition and challenges.
• Daisuke – Mid‑40s Japanese adventurer, reincarnated from another world, wears a ten‑year‑old watch and Radiant Iron gear. B‑Rank with high AGI/DEX, he wields Healing, Fire magic, Ground Shrink and Flash Move. Mentor to Liese, Camilla and Rin, he leads a growing household, cares for slaves, and gained fame after beating Gerta. He avoids the spotlight, dates Ines, knows modern cosmetics, and juggles multiple relationships while exploring the continent.
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