Chapter 392 Viscount-sama’s Development ③*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
The cross-dressing beauty, Viscount Ray Nixfen. Brimming with a desire to learn, she had fallen prey to a massage using the skin-beautifying lotion “Supple Skin Service”¹. Well, I suppose I’m the predator in this scenario.
However, the massage continues. I prepare a pillow so her chest isn’t crushed and have her lie face down. It seems she feels it even if her n**ipss just slightly rub against something, as she was writhing and twitching.
”Haa, haa…♡♡♡”
”Your breathing is getting shallow again, you know? Come on, deep breaths, deep breaths. Relax, relax.”
”Fuuu…♡♡♡ Fuuu…♡♡♡”
The aphrodisiac components have fully kicked in, and Ray can no longer suppress her heat. Taking advantage of the fact that she can’t see me, I savor her beautiful back, her overflowing breasts, and her plump, rounded buttocks.
Now, while I’d love to just keep watching her, I need to launch a follow-up attack before her excitement cools down. I take the lotion in my hand, let it warm, and begin the massage from her waist.
”Hiu-!? ♡♡!? ♡♡!?”
”Ah, sorry. Was it cold?”
”N-no, not that…♡♡♡! Ah, hi-♡♡♡!?”
It seems she’s feeling it just from being touched on parts of her skin that aren’t even sensitive. Satisfied with the quality of my own product, I slowly knead her slim, tight waist.
I slide my thumbs along her spine, turning back before reaching the shoulder blades. Using four fingers to tickle her flanks, I follow the gentle ridges of her body. Descending past the narrowest part, I reach the lush uphill slope again; I resist the urge to fondle her ass and move back up.
”Fuu…♡♡♡ Fuu…♡♡♡ Uah…♡♡♡! Ah, ah-♡♡♡!?”
Driven by unknown sensations being heightened without understanding why, Ray presses her forehead into the pillow, enduring it while digging her fingers into the bedding. Being able to fondle her hot, trembling body as I please is a supremely pleasant endeavor.
Once the lotion is well-applied to her waist, I slowly aim upward this time. With hand movements no different from kneading her waist, maintaining an atmosphere as if I’m not thinking of anything wicked at all.
”N-ngahhh-♡♡♡♡!? ♡♡!?”
Using my index through pinky fingers, I stroked her as if grazing the sides of her breasts. It wasn’t exactly a surprise attack, but she probably didn’t think her body had become this sensitive. She arches her back, convulsing and twitching.
”I-!? ♡♡!? ♡♡♡!?”
Apparently, as her back arched, her chest also lifted by accident, causing her n**ipss to rub. The sight of her breasts, spilling out from her body’s silhouette and squishing into different shapes, is magnificent.
Instead, her hips rise, and she begins a pathetic, rhythmic front-to-back motion. It was her own desperate measure to try and let the pleasure escape while being careful not to rub her chest.
While enjoying the sight, I don’t stop the hands stroking her back. I slide my thumbs as if tracing her shoulder blades and use my palms firmly to spread the lotion over the entire area.
Sometimes using the remaining fingers to tickle, other times firmly kneading the muscles to relax them. A vibrant back that is just one step short of being described as “sturdy.” The flesh and bone writhing beneath the skin remind me of a wild animal, which impresses me.
”Aaaahhh…♡♡♡♡♡”
It was a low voice stained with pleasure. It was the panting of a female who had resigned herself, vibrating right down to my c**k. It was a plea saying, “I don’t care what you do to me anymore, so hurry up and give me the reward for being patient this long.”
However, even if she wanted to tempt me, she’s face down-she can’t use her hands, her chest, or even her gaze-so it’s a plea where she has no choice but to lift her hips and keep shaking them rhythmically.
I can feel the corners of my mouth lifting on their own. Ignoring her plea, I continue to fondle her back with an air of indifference. Occasionally, I move down to her waist, and ignoring how she thrusts her ass out in expectation, I return to her back and continue stroking.
Eventually, seeing a liquid-not sure if it’s love juice or a squirt-fly out beyond her buttocks, I deliberately stroke the area around the back of her uterus. When I stimulate her with a “ton-ton” tapping like one would hit a cat’s backside, she finally calls out to me in a weak voice.
”Kento…♡♡♡”
”Hm, what is it?”
”H-hurry…♡♡♡”
”Hmm?”
Pretending not to understand, I slowly stroke her waist. She raises and lowers the only free parts of her, her knees, and each time her buttocks sway left and right. Seeing the movement of the stretching and contracting flesh, I finally felt like giving in as well.
”Fine then, keep your ass raised high just like that.”
”Y-yes…♡♡♡♡♡”
Raising her knees and lifting her hips, Ray takes a pose that seems perfect for doggystyle. With her face buried in the pillow, her ears, visible for a glimpse, are bright red. A shameful pose she could never show to anyone else.
Sliding my hands along her body, I move behind her. Her greatly thrust-out buttocks. No, what’s being thrust out is the female hole at the center. Labia that are engorged and fully opened. Love juice overflowing and dripping. And the completely loosened v**inal opening… Offering those up toward me, she was trembling slightly.
”Now then…”
”Fuuu-♡♡♡ Fuuu-♡♡♡!”
Her excitement is at its peak, but I won’t touch there just yet. Taking the lotion in my hand again, I reach for her heavy buttocks. In that instant, “pyu-pyu,” fluid sprays out. Her labia, drenched in love juice, and her erect clitoris are twitching and throbbing.
While watching that from the front row, I knead her butt-flesh. Thinking stupid thoughts like “this is the splash zone,” I let my entire palms savor the plumpness and softness. I enjoy the weightiness of a woman’s buttocks.
When I grab her butt cheeks and pull them apart, the v**inal opening that had been agape opens even wider. The v**inal flesh writhing deep inside repeats a wretched contraction and extension as if sucking on a phallus that isn’t there.
I know it. That melting heat and that dissolving entanglement. And the ferocity as if it would bite through a “Help Cord.” Unconsciously swallowing my saliva, I insert my index and middle fingers to confirm that sensation.
”Uuuuuuuhhh…♡♡♡♡♡!”
Immediately, the v**inal opening convulses strongly. The slippery sensation travels from my fingertips, through the joints, and envelops all the way to the base. It’s hot. So hot I have the illusion that my fingers from the tips up are being melted. And it’s tight. Tightening “kyu-kyu,” giving the illusion that they might be bitten off.
Above all, the irregularities of the v**inal folds can be tasted sensitively. Each and every ridge licks around my joints in place of a crown, clinging as if to serve me. The love juice seeping out in waves from deep within provides a comfort like being soaked in hot water.
For a while, I spent some cozy time inside the v**ina. Stirring the love juice to make “guchu-guchu” squelching sounds, and flicking her clitoris with my thumb to make her let out glamorous pants. But, I hadn’t forgotten today’s objective yet. While scratching the pursuing v**inal flesh, I withdraw my fingers and smear the plenty of clinging love juice over it.
”Hiaa-♡♡♡!? Ke-Kento, not there-♡♡♡!?”
Despite thrusting her ass out so boldly, she seems to be getting shy only now. I slowly fondle the tightly puckered anus as if to unravel it.
”You haven’t used the essential ‘Slime-kun’² yet, have you?”
”Uah…♡♡♡ Are you, r-really, going to, p-put it in…?”
”Of course. I’ll put it in skillfully, so don’t worry.”
”U-uu…”
While counting the number of wrinkles in the anus, which had tightened from fear, I prepare the butt-hole lotion “Morning Dew of the Chrysanthemum”³. “Supple Skin Service” could technically do the job, but this one is easier and takes less time to relax the sphincter.
Ray, trembling her buttocks “puru-puru,” is adorable, and seeing that kind of reaction makes one want to be mischievous. Without warming it in my hands as I had done before, I dripped the lotion directly from the bottle toward her anus.
”Hiaaa-♡♡♡!? ♡♡!?”
”Oops, was it cold? Sorry, sorry.”
While apologizing insincerely, I immediately rub the lotion in with my fingertips. She couldn’t even complain; she arched her back and trembled “furu-furu” while putting strength into her ass. Eventually, when the strength started to leave her a little, she voiced her anxiety in a small voice.
”A-um, don’t you have to clean things like this first…?”
”Hm, it’s fine, it’s fine. I’m not going to thrust my fingers in right away or anything. ‘Slime-kun’ will do that instead.”
”I-is that so…”
For some reason switching to formal speech, she says this in a voice that sounds not at all reassured. Please rest assured; our “Slime-kun that Nests in the Butt-hole” is the strongest in Anl-pRay. Even if “impurities” were attached to my fingertips from the current act, if I thrust my finger into the bottle packed with him, he would purify it perfectly.
”Oh, there, there, you’re energetic.”
”…Kento, I am, very anxious right now.”
As I catch “Slime-kun,” who had crawled out into my hand following my finger, Ray said so suspiciously. It seems even she, who has endured this much humiliation, has started to feel resistance toward continuing to offer up her ass.
”Now, now, relax. I swear on our shop that it’s okay. It’s just that you’ll be hit with a pleasure you’ve never experienced before, and you’ll have an ‘illusion’ that’s almost embarrassing.”
”I’m not reassured at all!?”
Ignoring the voice of protest, I drip “Slime-kun” toward her butt-hole. It seemed it was a bit cold after all, as she cried out “Hiaaa-♡♡♡!?”, but she bravely kept her hips raised.
In contrast, “Slime-kun” followed the instincts I had instilled and happily clung to the anus. Well, “Slime-kun” obviously has no face or expressions, so it’s just me judging based on the general atmosphere after having dealt with them for a long time.
”Hey, is it okay!? Is it really okay!?”
”It’s fine. Here, calm down and take deep breaths. I’ll do it slowly for you.”
”I-I’m trusting you, okay!?”
At her desperate voice, I finally regain a bit of human heart and adjust things so “Slime-kun” doesn’t invade all at once. Well, if you ask which way is harder, it’s about the same.
”Fuvu…♡♡♡!?”
”Hm, it’s going in bit by bit, okay? There shouldn’t be pain, but if it gets painful, tell me and I’ll stop for a bit.”
”I-I understand…♡♡♡”
”Slime-kun,” who had been “puru-puru unyo-unyo” around the anus, begins to change his movement to carry out the invasion. That said, since he’s sticking around the anus it’s hard to tell, but he should be trying to thrust out part of his body, trying to expand the anus around it, or starting a spiral-like motion.
From my eyes, I can see Ray’s anus expanding on its own beyond the translucent “Slime-kun.” I keep the volume of him contained in my hand so he doesn’t push in all at once, and watch the sight while pulling back slightly.
”Fuvuuuuu…♡♡♡!? ♡♡!?”
A bewildered groan. At the unknown experience of having a soft-bodied creature invade her body through the anus, Ray exhales while feeling confused. I can see strength entering the sphincter, but “Slime-kun” moves inward regardless.
Even though that sight doesn’t change, the “Slime-kun” in my hand gradually decreases. That is, in other words, proof that “Slime-kun” is successfully invading her body by that much.
”Ha, ha, ha…♡♡♡!? ♡♡!?”
Ray’s breathing becomes short and shallow. Beads of sweat pop up on her body, and strength is in her all the way to her toes. It would actually be easier if she relaxed, but it would be cruel to say that in this situation, so I just tell her not to forget to breathe and keep watching. Eventually, “Slime-kun” leaves my hand and the whole body is sucked into the butt-hole with a “chururi.”
”Ugu…♡♡♡!? Hi, hi…♡♡♡!?”
When it was all over, she collapsed, sliding the pillow forward and sinking into the bed. Stretching both legs out, she hugs the pillow and buries her face, stretching out fully while trembling at the strange sensation in her stomach.
”Perhaps he’ll move around for a while looking for ‘food,’ but he’ll settle down soon, so please be patient. He’s a higher-performance one than the usual ‘Slime-kun,’ so if you keep him in for a week, everything from your physical condition to the luster of your skin and hair should improve dramatically. Well, since your base is already too good, it might not be very necessary for Ray…”
”──-♡♡♡!? ──-♡♡♡!?”
I give the explanation, but she doesn’t seem to be listening much. Now then, for the time being, I was able to have her learn about two types of our shop’s representative beauty products. There are other lotions that have the effect of conditioning the v**ina or Anl… but this much should be enough for this time.
Just as she had been teased relentlessly, I’m also near my limit. Mostly due to my own fault, but following my desires that had been boiled down, I straddled her while she was sprawled out.
”Ae-♡♡♡!? Ke-Kento, right now is…♡♡♡♡♡!”
”Come on, raise your ass a little more.”
”No, like I said, right now is impossible…♡♡♡! Hoo-♡♡♡♡♡!? ♡♡♡!?”
I thrust my “Ddo-Buddy” into the gap and forced it into her v**inal opening. As expected, I don’t have the courage to use a butt-hole that hasn’t been prepared, and I do have some mercy, so rest assured. Well, I don’t know how much mercy there is in being attacked in both holes, front and back, though…
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Summary:
Kento continues his erotic ‘demonstration’ for Viscount Ray Nixfen using specialized shop products. He applies a skin-beautifying lotion and eventually introduces a living ‘Slime-kun’ into her anus. The chapter concludes with Kento engaging in v**inal intercourse while the slime is still active within her.
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Trivia:
- Ray is a cross-dressing character (Otokonoko/Reverse Trap context).
- The ‘Slime-kun’ used is a high-performance version meant for health and beauty maintenance.
- Kento is purposefully teasing her by ignoring her pleas and delaying the climax.
- The lotions used have aphrodisiac and muscle-relaxing properties
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Character Insight:
Ray shows a mix of intense vulnerability and ‘noble’ resilience, trying to use her body movement to cope with the sensory overload. Kento displays a more dominant, calculated persona, prioritizing the ‘results’ of his products and his own pleasure over Ray’s immediate protests.
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Behind the Scenes:
The author often uses these ‘development’ chapters to showcase the specific mechanics of the shop’s magical items in a practical (and explicit) setting.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Nixfen – A viscount aristocrat who has started manufacturing and selling adult goods similar to Kento’s products in the Royal Capital’s pleasure district. He is described as a ‘pretty boy’ or ‘gentle-looking man’ (yasao) but is a territory-holding noble likely trained in combat.
• Ray – A Viscount with flaxen-gold hair in a men’s wolf cut. Possesses a sweet mask and a prince-like aura. It is revealed at the end that Ray is actually a woman. She has started manufacturing and selling adult goods similar to Kento’s products in the Royal Capital’s pleasure district.
• 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.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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