Volume 3 Chapter 75 Princess I♡※Pseudo Futanari Play
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
The slimy thing stuck to Maribel’s groin called ‘female pseudo-male organ generator spirit’, was a popular item among the nobles of the Royal Capital who always seek new stimulation in their sex lives.
The slime that remembers the shape of a male organ attaches itself to the clitoris and urethra of the female, connecting senses so that even as a woman, she can feel pleasure similar to a man’s──basically, a sex toy that makes women become a hermaphrodite.
Besides giving women perverted pleasure, it’s also used for sex education──letting women learn how to please their husbands by being used for fellatio, handjobs, and other service play by others.
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”Ugh, haah… this… this humiliatiion… it’s impossible. It’s impossible…”
Maribel sat on the bed, pulling down the hem of her pure white chemise (a one-piece underwear that shows her shoulders and thighs), desperately trying to hide the swelling between her legs.
When the pink slime penis appeared instantly, Kian was worried she might start crying, but luckily she muttered “…I won’t lose…” and managed to stay composed.
But when she panted so halfway through, her proud, strong princess attitude made it feel more like her mind was being assaulted──extremely erotic.
To put it more directly, watching her squeeze her pure white knees together and endure the sensation from the slime penis, he got a strong urge to bully her, even though he wasn’t wearing glasses, which was very bad.
Of course, he painfully masked his expression so it wouldn’t show.
”Your Excellency. It seems that the sensation is partly connected to the clitoris and urethra, and forcibly disconnecting them might cause pain that remains in the real body.”
Priscilla’s note caught her eyes as she scanned it and spoke.
The blonde young princess turned beet red with shame and anger as she opened her mouth.
”What does it say? That perverted Witch──Priscilla, what is she saying?”
(It seems the relationship between Maribel and Priscilla is so broken that it’s beyond repair…)
”It says that the tool will come off by itself if the wearer orgasms or pees.”
”I’ll go use the bathroom right now then.”
’Wait. That sex toy has been modified so it won’t come off with just urine. It’s enchanted to stay on until the user climaxes and feels pleasure.’
”What?”
”Huh?”
Maribel, who was about to head to the bathroom in the back of the house, stopped in her tracks.
Kian spoke up.
”It seems there’s a spell that won’t let it come off with just urine… It’s a precaution so that the play isn’t interrupted by accidental peeing during special play.”
”…Wha, …you mean…?”
”So, if you actually climax and spray the fluid that replaces semen, then the magic tool should come off.”
”────. Why would she incorporate such a spell? It’s such a waste of effort to prevent it from coming off during an accidental pee during special play. I question Priscilla’s character.”
Her voice trembled.
Her dark blue eye──specifically the left one──squinted, and her eyelid twitched spasmodically.
In all his years as an adventurer, he hadn’t seen someone so crazed with anger in a long time.
Maribel’s beauty was accentuated by her distorted face, filled with an abnormal amount of rage, which was terrifying to witness.
Perhaps even Christy had never seen such an expression on her face.
Maribel took a deep, shuddering breath.
Even her breathing sounded shaky.
”Very well. I understand. Priscilla──the head Witch of Châtillon, is saying that she, the overlord of the border states, is humiliating me like a mere man. I will never forget this insult. Never, will I forget it.”
”It was Your Excellency who picked up the dangerous item without permission…”
”…! I know, but it’s bad that it’s displayed so obviously in a place like this! If it’s dangerous, it should be kept somewhere else to make that clear! Priscilla must have set up this awful tool thinking it would be funny if I messed up!”
”That might be true.”
”Absolutely~!”
Maribel shouted that and let her eyes wander.
”There’s no helping it. If I return to reality like this, my body might be affected by this shameless substance. I will… go do it behind the house, so, um, Kian, please cover your ears here.”
”Okay.”
”…!”
Maribel, covering her groin, hurried past Kian.
She was walking awkwardly, likely because of the slime’s influence, with her legs turned in.
It wasn’t the right way for a girl to expose herself, even as a Margrave.
It was just plain sad.
’I don’t like that princess either, but it’s terrible to have your mind changed and be made to drink semen.’
(If Priscilla did this on purpose, it’s really bullying. It’s not a good feeling for us, who know them both.)
Priscilla’s reputation is dropping fast.
No matter what she’s thinking, if she’s so wicked, it makes him not want to add her to his harem, even if she has that Witch trait that’s a total turn-on for him.
She’s only good for being a disposable toy for satisfying a sex drive.
(What does Priscilla have against Maribel? Is it because they politically oppose each other as Witches from Châtillon?)
’That white-haired Witch probably just hates the princess as much as I do.’
(I wonder if they have been fighting for a long time…)
As Kian thought this, he frowned and the ‘glasses’ said with an exasperated tone.
’I accept a Harem, or rather, I support it, but there are things I can accept and things I cannot. I agree with you building a Harem, but I want you, this one’s knight, the most love. If you do that, I don’t mind the concubines, but the other candidates for a real wife will be a problem.’
”――――.”
’Lady Christina can be easily convinced to join your faction. But Princess Maribel is impossible. You saw her anger and pride, right? She is a person who wants to be above everyone else. She is like a thorn in the side of those who want to be next to you.’
(I see)
Kian sighed.
(So, the women are fighting for me?)
’It hasn’t come out yet, but there are signs.’
”I can’t allow it. The wives of the Harem should all help each other.”
If they don’t listen, he’ll use his dick to teach them until they understand.
But, Priscilla is just a convenient sex toy.
’That’s fine. It will be a pain if you add more women and have to share your sex time.’
When ‘glasses’ said that, Kian felt Maribel’s presence, who was in the backyard, come back to the entrance.
She just left, and if she had come herself, it would be a 3 and a half rub quickshot, but──
”Kian.”
”Your Excellency. Are you done?”
The golden-haired princess, with a red face, peeked out from the doorway and called out.
Maribel shook her head and tears fell from her eyes.
She opened her cherry-like lips, and hiccuped as she inhaled.
”I can’t.”
”Huh?”
”I can’t do it myself.”
”――――.”
”Even if I try hard, I can’t get off. …Kian, if it’s not too much trouble, please teach me the, uh, methods of male masturbation, uh, I’m not talented, please teach me…!”
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If he has time to teach a man how to masturbate, he should just comfort Maribel himself.
Kian thought so. He made her sit on the bed and hugged her from behind.
”…!”
Her thin shoulders, exposed from the white chemise, twitched.
Her thin golden hair swayed, and her big blue eyes looked at him shyly.
”Um, Kian. I’m really sorry. You probably don’t want to touch something like this.”
”If it looked like a penis, I might hesitate, but the one that parasitizes Your Excellency is more like a transparent rod than a sex organ, so I don’t feel much aversion or dirtiness right now.”
”…I’m embarrassed… I feel like I’m going to die.”
”Yeah. But we can’t take our time. We have to take it off before the poison is metabolized.”
”Yes, yes. That’s right… Well then…, please take care of me.”
”It’s hard to do it while sitting like this, so spread your legs. Either cross-legged or with both knees up in an ‘M’ shape.”
”…Yes, I understand.”
Maribel seemed hesitant to lift up her chemise and show her panties, but she soon made up her mind and lifted her knees.
She slowly pulled up her hands, which were holding her crotch.
Then, the pink rod could be seen pushing up the white mini-skirt fabric.
The rod was smooth and had a hard appearance like a glass rod used for making mixed drinks.
Kian lifted the chemise fabric and put his finger on the rod that was sticking out from her lace panties.
”Can you take off your panties?”
”I understand. Hmm, shoo.”
Her thin butt floated, and her slender thighs slid down as her pure white underwear rolled down.
The whole of Liam’s rod, which had finally been revealed, was transparent inside, and it seemed to be splitting open the connection part──Maribel’s clitoris and the labia majora near the urethral opening.
Her important parts were exposed from the beginning, and Kian get aroused.
But he should quickly make her feel better for her sake, who is feeling embarrassed.
The rod that lives in Maribel matches her size, so it’s not that big.
It’s only half-hard, about 8 or 9 centimeters.
Even when it’s fully hard, it’s probably just over ten centimeters.
”…Please.”
Maribel rubs her knees together, the panties crumpled between them, and says it again in a small voice.
Kian nods and grabs the rod between Maribel’s legs with his hand.
”Un, Ku!”
The moment he grabs the rod, her golden eyebrows furrow and her slender waist wiggles.
Kian keeps his grip with his 4 fingers and first uses his thumb to rub the tip of the rod in a circle, to get used to it.
It’s like caressing the clitoris, rather than stroking the penis.
Maribel lets out a “Haa” of a sexy breath and relaxes her thighs, opening the space between her knees.
The crumpled panties stretch out to the side.
”Your Excellency, I do not understand the feeling of that magic tool. If it hurts, please speak up without hesitation.”
”I’m, fine… Un, it feels strange~. I’m being held with a lot of strength, but it doesn’t hurt at all. The stimulation is weak… Ah, the tip, a little below, oh, when you rub it with your finger, I get a tingle.”
”Ah. So it feels about the same as a man’s?”
”Is that so~? Un, Un, this is, a man’s pleasure… Ah, I, I haven’t used enough strength until now. It’s okay to give me more stimulation, fuu, be, it’s a, study…”
For now, it seems like she feels ticklish rather than sexual.
He slowly starts stroking the rod that sticks out from her crotch up and down, and her milky white legs slowly wrinkle the bedsheets.
The sound of clothes rustling and Maribel’s breaths echo in the room intermittently.
”Un… This is, Priscilla is, probably watching. Maybe she’s laughing at me, with this pathetic face.”
”――――.”
It’s not known if Priscilla has a hobby of peeking at other people’s sex.
But, if she is watching, the punishment for her will only get stronger later.
He’ll train her never to spill any secrets.
And if she shows no sign of remorse after being turned into a sex slave, he’ll just discard her.
”How do you like it?”
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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