Volume 11 Chapter 3 Between Monsters
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Lydia… that…” I whispered, my voice trailing off in disbelief.
Suddenly exposed was Lydia’s lower body, and between her legs hung something unmistakably like my own…
”Yes. This, my… thing,” Lydia said, a strange smile—half laughter, half tears—playing on her lips. Her face flushed, though it wasn’t just the alcohol.
”You’re… a woman, right?” I asked, my tone uncertain.
”Of course. I’ve got everything a woman should have, too. Look.” She casually moved her dangling organ aside to reveal the delicate folds of her femininity.
”I was altered like this by my adoptive father.”
”Your adoptive father?” My voice tightened.
”My stepfather was a minor noble, more of a knight than anything, and barely skilled with a sword. But he had talent—in Magic Enchantment and Magic Tool Creation.”
I paused, piecing it together. Wait… could it be?
”He had no wife or children, so he bought me when I was sold off to reduce mouths to feed. He raised me to preserve his knowledge and as a test subject for his experiments.”
Ah, just as I thought. Lydia’s mana signature and her resistance to my earlier attack—it all makes sense now. She’s like me, a monster crafted by magic.
”By chance, I had mana resistance, so he performed all sorts of horrible experiments on me. This… thing was the worst. At first, he transplanted one from another man, then tinkered with it using magic until it grew to this size.”
My mind flashed to Mama Vintenica’s face. Magic users… they’re all the same.
”…And what happened to your stepfather?” I asked, my voice low.
”He died suddenly one day. Maybe someone killed him. After that, I was free, and here I am now.”
”I see…”
”Sorry. I didn’t mean to show you something so unsettling, even if it was for work.”
”No, I wasn’t disgusted. If anything, seeing Lydia like this is a bonus for me.”
”You’re such a fool.” She chuckled, a soft, genuine sound.
We locked eyes, sharing a small laugh. I steeled myself. Lydia had trusted me enough to reveal her true self. Now, it was my turn.
The alcohol clouded my judgment, but I felt compelled to act.
”I have something to show you too, Lydia.”
I stripped off my clothes, standing naked before her.
”Soyuz, you’re… excited. Am I really that appealing?” Lydia teased, her eyes glinting with amusement.
”Well, seeing everything you’ve shown me, of course I am… But that’s not the point.”
I stepped closer, taking her hand.
”What is it?”
”When we first shook hands, I noticed your palms are covered in scars.”
”Oh, right. Creating Magic Tools is hands-on work, and I use blades and tools, so my hands are always scarred.”
”I see. Well, I’ll heal them for you. Lydia, accept my life force.”
”What? Heal? Healing magic? And why am I being undressed?” Lydia stammered, her confusion mingling with the effects of alcohol.
I gently bared her, then bit my finger, drawing blood.
”It’s not exactly healing magic, but close enough. Will you accept me, Lydia?”
”Uh, okay…”
As she nodded, a mana bypass formed between us.
”This is… magic? But it feels different…” Lydia murmured, her sharp mind catching the anomaly.
”It’s more like a curse… Ah!”
I pressed my bleeding finger to her scars. Light particles danced, and the scars vanished, leaving her hand smooth as a baby’s.
”Unbelievable… My scars…”
”This is what I wanted to show you. I was experimented on by a cruel witch, and she gave me this power.”
Lydia stared at me and my hand as if seeing a ghost.
I realized belatedly that I’d used Life-Sharing without hesitation.
”Soyuz… you’re… so excited. Am I really that appealing?” Lydia observed, her tone wry.
”Uh, well… yes, you are, but this is a side effect of the magic…”
”Side effect?”
”Yeah… Using this ability increases my desires tremendously… So…”
I trailed off, but Lydia cut me off.
”I see. Then I’ll take responsibility for that.”
Her gaze turned sultry as she wrapped her hand around my arousal.
”Ah… Lydia… Is this okay?”
”Is it not? Do you still can’t be with someone like me?” She smiled, self-deprecating.
”Is it alright?”
”Yes. Soyuz, hold me.”
Driven by alcohol and the magic’s side effects, I pushed her onto the sofa.
* * *
”Hehe… So eager. Where’s your usual composure gone?” Lydia teased, her expression playful.
She kissed me, her lips soft against mine.
”Is this… alright? Kissing me?”
”Of course. I’m not a courtesan, but I do find you quite appealing.”
I felt a surge of joy.
”That makes me happy, Lydia.”
I deepened the kiss, my tongue sliding into her mouth.
”Mmm… Ah… You’re too much.” She pulled back slightly, lightly pushing me away.
”Was it unpleasant?”
”If it were, I wouldn’t have started this.”
She leaned into me, her hand stroking my arousal. I noticed her own organ had grown hard.
”Uh, I’m sorry.”
Her apology was tinged with sadness. I understood—her body had likely caused her pain in the past.
”I wouldn’t want to see just anyone’s… thing, but this is part of you, Lydia. I don’t mind at all.”
To prove it, I took her organ in my hand.
”Ah… Soyuz… You’re touching me…”
”Yes. I care for you enough to accept every part of you.”
I kissed her again, our lips moving in sync as our hands worked each other’s arousal.
”Ah… You’re so skilled…”
”I had plenty of practice before meeting Lena.”
I focused on her organ, using techniques honed from Lena and Ms. Mor. My fingers teased the sensitive ridge, my palm twisting—
”Ah! Soyuz! I’m close!”
”Go ahead! Show me how beautiful you are when you let go!”
Driven by alcohol and desire, I pushed her closer to the edge.
And then—
”I’m going to… release! I’m going to release!”
The next moment, her hot fluid burst against my palm, as intense as her thing’s size. But I continued stimulating her, just as I would with my wives, synchronizing my strokes with her tremors and squeezing the base of her organ in my slick hand.
”Whoa!? No! Stop! That’s too much!”
Lydia cried out, her hips bucking wildly. Simultaneously, a tremendous amount of fluid shot forth—whoosh! gush!
”This… this is new for me…”
My thorough service, honed with my wives, brought tears of pleasure to Lydia’s eyes. So, this is the satisfaction Lena and the others feel. I think I understand now.
I examined the fluid coating my palm.
”Hmm. This isn’t semen. It’s viscous but clear, and there’s no distinct odor.”
”Ah… right. I only have the thing, no testes. It’s just concentrated… fluid. I call it ‘release’ for convenience.”
”I see… It tastes like… well, you know.”
”Uh… it’s a bit embarrassing when you say it so casually.”
”But I said I’d accept every part of you. Here.”
To prove it, I took her softening organ into my mouth, mimicking the cleaning service I often receive.
”Ah! You’re… cleaning me? Oh…!”
I sucked gently, flicked the tip with my tongue, and stroked it in my hand—a combination of cleaning and oral pleasure. Lydia moaned softly, and finally, she released a small amount into my mouth. I swallowed it.
”You… drank it?”
”Yeah. It wasn’t unpleasant at all.”
”You’re… amazing. No wonder Lady Lena and the others are devoted to you.”
”What do you mean?”
Lydia smiled softly.
”If you don’t understand, that’s fine. More importantly…”
She gripped my arousal, still firm.
”I want to thank you. Soyuz, come inside me.”
She stroked me while spreading her legs, revealing her glistening folds. The scent of her desire filled the air.
Of course, I couldn’t resist.
”Yes… I want to be inside you…”
I positioned her on the sofa, her legs open to welcome me. I aligned myself with her entrance.
”Ah…”
I entered her.
”Ah… It’s been so long since I’ve felt a real… thing…”
Lydia’s cheeks relaxed with pleasure.
”It’s been a while?”
”Yes. You’re only the second man to be inside me. Most wouldn’t want to be with someone like me.”
”And the first?”
”My adoptive father.”
”I wish I could’ve killed him. It’s a shame he’s already dead.”
Lydia chuckled at my words, her walls tightening around me.
”It’s not very convincing coming from someone with multiple partners, but thank you. Still…”
She moved her hips sinuously, savoring every moment.
”Focus on me now.”
”Right, sorry.”
I embraced her, our lips meeting. Our tongues intertwined as I thrust, our movements creating wet sounds.
”Mmm… Ah… Soyuz… This feels so good…”
”Yes… Your intimacy is incredible…”
We smiled foolishly at each other. I never imagined being with Lydia like this, but it felt so right.
”Lydia… Lydia!”
”Ah! You’re too eager, Soyuz!”
Despite her protests, Lydia matched my rhythm, our bodies colliding with wet slaps. My movements became urgent, and I couldn’t stop.
”I want to release inside you!”
”Yes! Do it! Fill me up!”
Lydia wrapped her legs around me, her eyes glistening with permission. Her own thing, rigid and leaking, swayed with our movements. I stroked it in time with my thrusts.
”Ah! You’re touching it!? Soyuz! That’s too much! I’m close!”
”Let’s release together, Lydia!”
As I thrust deeply and stroked her thing—
”No! I’m releasing! Again!? Ahhhh!”
Lydia’s thing erupted, and her walls clenched tightly.
”Ah! I’m releasing too!”
Whoosh! Gush! Splurt!
An unbelievable amount of fluid filled her.
”Ah… You’re inside me… Soyuz…”
Breathless, Lydia smiled contentedly. I felt drained, as if I’d used up all my energy, like after Life-Sharing.
And then, I passed out.
Notes:
• Lydia – Sara’s master, a gentle and commanding figure possessing both male and female traits.
• Vintenica – She is a tall, slender magic user, appeared as the new mistress buying six boys, wearing a deep purple robe with her right half face hidden by a white mask, half beautiful young woman and half eerie with blood-red lips, mysterious and slightly frightening.
• Lena – Female. A young slave girl in her early teens. Her appearance is emaciated with brown skin, long black hair, and grotesque scars across her face, including one that blinds her left eye. She wears a black collar and tattered clothing. Her relationship to the protagonist is that of a rescued victim. She is silent and appears to have endured severe physical and emotional abuse.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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