Chapter 483 Bringing a Withered Tree to Bloom ④*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”It’s not coming out…♡♡♡! My milk… it’s not coming out yet♡♡♡♡!!!”
”I know that, I know. But if your n**ipss aren’t big and soft by the time the kid’s born, we’re gonna have a problem, right? That’s why I’m developing¹ them now.”
”That’s a lie♡♡♡♡! This is just… this is just for your own twisted pleasure, isn’t it♡♡♡♡!?”
”Hmm, close. Let’s call it fifty-fifty. It’s a massage that combines my hobby with practical benefits.”
”Ngh-hee♡♡♡♡!? My n**ipss… they’re going to break♡♡♡♡!?”
I’m currently in the middle of baby-making with Carley, an ancient elf² with hair the color of withered leaves. After relentlessly hammering her womb until her legs gave out, I’ve moved on to developing her breasts. After all, she’s a total ironing board-sama – completely flat. I personally love them that way, but if I don’t loosen the tissue up a bit, the baby is going to be the one who suffers.
”It’s okay, it’s okay. I’ll make sure you’re producing plenty of milk. See? I’m gathering the flesh from your back, too, getting the blood flowing… Hmm, Carley, you really need to eat more. You might start storing fat once the pregnancy takes hold, but… maybe I should start you on food education³ sooner than later.”
”At least… my leg…♡♡♡♡! Stop… pinning my leg down…♡♡♡♡♡!”
”Hmm, no.”
”Aaaaahhhhhhh♡♡♡♡♡!? ♡♡♡!?”
I stay straddled over her thighs as she lies on her back, continuing my work. Hmm, have her n**ipss swollen just a bit? The tiny buds are pointing up now, flushed red and engorged – it’s an incredibly cute look. Sucking on them was definitely worth the effort, though I really regret that the dropper is still in development. If I had that ready, I could’ve commercialized a n**ips-clit-sucker⁴ and she could have done her breast-training on her own.
But, man… that would mean locking myself in the lab again and starting from scratch to find materials. I don’t want to sacrifice my happy days with the five kids, and I’m right in the middle of making babies with four women, Carley included. I’ve got to keep my priorities straight.
”Ah… ah… aah…♡♡♡♡♡”
Trickle…
As I’m lost in thought, an ominous sound reaches my ears from between her legs. Yep – no ‘maybe’ about it – she’s gone and leaked. It’s a rare sight: an ancient elf over a thousand years old, wetting herself. Or, considering her age, is this just her body giving in?
”I want to die…”
”Don’t say stupid stuff like that just because you leaked a little. My other wives leak all the time, you know?”
”…Do not use your own depraved s*xual standards as a benchmark. Why… why is this happening? You… you truly are using some kind of taboo magic drug, aren’t you?”
”If I were using something like that, you’re an elf – you’d be able to tell, right? Come on, open up. I’ll wipe you clean.”
”Gunu-nu…”
I force her legs – which she’d tried to squeeze shut – back open. When I was first playing with her slit, she didn’t have a shred of shame in her, but now she’s putting up a pathetic little bit of resistance. Not that it matters; she’s so spent she couldn’t hide herself even if she wanted to.
”Whoa, this is impressive.”
”Ugh…”
She is absolutely soaked. It looks like she’s secreted every possible fluid she’s capable of producing. Her crotch is a mess of sticky, stringy threads, giving off a heavy, primal scent of a female in heat. Her vertical slit, once tightly sealed, is now gaping open, her v**inal entrance and clitoris both twitching in rhythmic spasms.
Leaving her spread-eagle, I grab a towel from the bedside. It was probably left there by one of the castle maids. They must have predicted things would end up like this the moment I took her on. Talk about competent. As I’m thinking that, I realize Carley’s gaze is boring into me even more intensely than before.
”Something wrong?”
”…Nnuuu. That… stop moving around while flaunting ‘that’ in front of me.”
”‘That’?”
”The… the p-enis…”
”Hmph. What, you’re acting shy now? I’ve been pressing it against you this whole time.”
”That… that may be so, but…”
It looks like my plan worked; Carley is finally becoming self-conscious. She can’t seem to take her eyes off my ‘companion.’ When I give it a deliberate little wobble, she hurriedly looks away… only to keep peeking at it out of the corner of her eye. Honestly, she’s as easy to read as a virgin.
”Okay, time to make you all squeaky clean now dechu~. Lift your little bottom for me machu~.”
”St-stop it! I am not a babe-in-arms!”
”Hmm? But you’re a big girl who peed herself, aren’t you dechu~?”
”Ngaaaa!!!”
Apparently, the great ancient elf isn’t a fan of baby play. I parry her flailing arms as she huffs in anger, and start wiping away the liquid. Once I’ve gotten the worst of it, I lay a thick, heavy towel on the bed and have her rest her hips on it. She’s probably just going to leak again anyway – whether it’s pee, love juice, or squirt, I couldn’t care less.
”Alright, your turn, Carley.”
”Ah… W-wait, you’re going to wipe me with ‘that’!?”
”What else am I supposed to use?”
”But…! Aah♡♡♡!”
I stroke her head while I get to work wiping her crotch. I’m using a slightly coarse cloth. I’m still only on her inner thighs, but just the fabric grazing her sensitive parts seems to be sending jolts of pleasure through her. Her reaction now is night-and-day compared to when we started.
”What’s the matter? I’m just cleaning you up.”
”Ah, ahh♡♡♡!? W-wait…♡♡♡♡! You shouldn’t… touch a woman there… so casually…♡♡♡♡!”
”You weren’t saying that a minute ago. And there’s nothing casual about it. I’m being very thorough.”
”Ah♡♡♡! Aah♡♡♡♡!”
Carley curls her back and desperately thrusts her hands out to push my arm away. As usual, there’s no strength behind it; it looks more like she’s cutely begging for more.
Deciding to tease her properly, I cup her crotch with my hand. I use four fingers to scoop upward through her folds, and stringy, viscous love juice soaks into the cloth. I repeat the motion over and over.
”Hmm, it just keeps seeping out. I can’t get you dry at all.”
”When you’re… touching me like that… of course… it won’t…♡♡♡♡♡!”
”I guess I need to get into every little nook and cranny.”
”No, wait…♡♡♡♡! I’m coming♡♡♡♡♡!”
As I flick her clitoris, she hits a peak. The cloth is so sodden with her juices now that it’s basically a lotion-soaked gauze. I can feel the soft, burning heat of her folds right through the fabric.
”Hic… no… stop…♡♡♡♡! I really… I can’t… take this…♡♡♡♡!”
”Hmm? I’m just trying to get you clean, but you’re getting off on it? You’re a bad girl, Carley.”
”I am… not a… girl…♡♡♡♡!? No… you’re… doing this on purpose… aren’t you♡♡♡♡!? Stop for a-aaaaahhhhhhh♡♡♡♡♡!? ♡♡♡!”
As I carefully swab the grooves of her labia, Carley tips over the edge again. Her already-soaked crotch becomes an even greater mess, and the cloth is actually heavy with the weight of her secretions. Any more of this and she’s just going to wet herself again.
I toss the rag aside, wipe my hands on the bedsheets, and lay the panting Carley flat on her back. I take my position between her legs, hook my hands behind her knees to pull them up, and shove her drenched slit right toward my face.
”Haah… haah… I-is it… finally time…♡♡♡♡?”
”Hmm, I don’t know. I’ve made you come so many times, I figured you’d be satisfied by now. Now that you’ve remembered how this feels, you can just use our shop’s products to enjoy yourself from now on, right?”
”That is… that is too cruel… No… ah… I see what you’re doing…”
When I ask her with half-seriousness, Carley looks at me with a sudden realization. Instead of my hands holding her knees, she slides her own arms under her legs to keep them wide. She goes even further, using both hands to pull her v**inal lips apart, baring herself to me. I can see the pink, internal flesh squirming at the entrance, almost spilling out.
”…I do not truly understand this ‘preparation’ you speak of. But it is a fact that this place is starving for your seed. More than it ever was at the beginning.”
”Heh…”
”So… please…. Put… put your c**k… in my p**sy…. Hammer… my womb… over and over…. Pour your semen… deep inside me…. I want you… to knock me up…♡ Make my belly swell… let me give birth to a beautiful baby…♡ A child… that belongs to me… and you…♡♡♡”
I can’t quite make her come just by whispering in her ear yet, but clearly, all that teasing paid off. I give her a wicked grin, and without another word, I lean over and drive myself into her.
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Summary:
The protagonist continues his intense s*xual session with Carley, the Ancient Elf. He transitions from womb-focused stimulation to breast ‘development’ while mocking her with baby play after she accidentally leaks. The scene concludes with Carley fully surrendering her dignity and begging to be impregnated.
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Trivia:
- The protagonist is currently managing a total of four women for baby-making.
- He already has five children.
- Carley is over 1,000 years old, making her reaction to the ‘baby play’ particularly humiliating.
- The protagonist is intentionally withholding s*x to manipulate her into begging for it.
- The castle maids are seemingly aware of and prepared for the messy nature of the protagonist’s s*xual encounters
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Character Insight:
Carley experiences a total collapse of her ‘Ancient Elf’ persona, moving from denial and shame to primal desire. The protagonist shows his dual nature as both a skilled merchant/developer of ‘adult goods’ and a ruthless s*xual dominant who enjoys psychological manipulation.
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Behind the Scenes:
The ‘development’ (kaihatsu) trope is a staple in adult web novels, often used to justify prolonged foreplay or body modification scenes. The use of ‘baby talk’ (akachan-kotoba) is a common humiliation tactic in the genre.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Carley – Ancient Elf ‘Mother’ (Haha-sama) of Wielope Empire—young beautiful elven looks w/ ancient aura, long autumn-leaf green hair, flat-chested soft body, carefree villain matriarch to assassins/royalty like Emperor ‘Dee-bou’ & Gustav. Forest Blessing granter, founder/supporter, blunt/pragmatic, Kento progeny-obsessed, chill under magic/tentacle restraints.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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