Female(?)
Pretty boy.
A word that resonates every bit as sweetly as pretty girl.
And the absolute best part? You could slap a skirt on one and still not tell him apart from a pretty girl. That was what really got me.
The less-mature body was one thing, sure—but that fragile little heart that could go toe-to-toe with any girl’s? That was the pure essence of a pretty boy.
“...Um, I don’t really understand what you’re saying all of a sudden.”
Look at that adorable reaction.
A goddess who just starts fucking you while you’re asleep.
A trash male lead who dumps hypnosis powder on you ten seconds after meeting.
Goblins who knock you out and knock you up.
Ei filming the whole birth.
Even if you dragged every last one of them in front of me, Nade’s pure reaction would still crush them all.
“H-hey… big sis is worn out from her long journey, so today you’re the one who has to put in the work.”
Even though the “journey” hadn’t even lasted a full day, I was exhausted.
Current condition via divine power: Optimal
If I say I’m tired, then I’m tired.
Anyway, to soothe my heat-crazed womb—no, my exhausted body—I rose from the chair and closed in on Nade. I pressed my cheek flush against his, slid a hand down his chest, and murmured,
“...Didn’t you say you were an adult? No, wait. I said it straight out and you just pretended not to get it, didn’t you?”
Sniiiiiff♡
Pretty boys really do smell different, don’t they?
Worlds apart from Morus’s greasy pig-stink or the unwashed goblin funk.
“You smell nice. Eheheh. Do you wear perfume?”
“W-we don’t have anything that fancy at home. And if we’re talking nice scents, Serena-ssi smells even—”
“Can you call me big sis?”
“...Big sis smells even better… mmmph!”
Churrrp…! Schlick♡
I couldn’t hold back and slammed a kiss on him.
I like cute people, gender be damned.
Back when I still had a dick I only did this to girls, but right now I’m a pussy-year.
Hell, even the Greek gods were into pretty boys, weren’t they?
Zeus had his Ganymede, and Ares kept a male lover on the side while he was cheating with Aphrodite.
Even the old gods knew how hot pretty boys were.
And as a Holy Maiden, I had no choice but to acknowledge that heat myself.
Heretical data! Context does not match this Holy Maiden!
But it still turns you on, doesn’t it?
I kept my eyes open while I kissed him.
Naturally I could see Nade’s face too—ruined by the kiss, ruined by the pleasure.
That face fed pleasure straight into my eyes, not just my tongue.
Handsome is fucking best, goddamn it.
That opinion is approved.
Thankfully the status window wasn’t a total incel either; it agreed with me.
“...Pwah♡”
I broke the kiss. Nade’s lips stopped too, of course, but the disappointment was written all over his face.
“...Ah.”
“Pffft, feeling left out? Don’t worry. Big sis is gonna do something even better with you. First… shall we wash up?”
“Th-the bathroom’s this way.”
I followed Nade’s lead toward the village chief’s bathroom—then, passing the kitchen, I spotted something I couldn’t believe.
Must be seeing things.
I had to be wrong. No need to even ask the status window; I was definitely wrong.
“Here we are.”
Creeeak.
Nade turned the handle and opened the bathroom door. What met my eyes was a spacious combined toilet-and-bath: sink, tightly tiled floor, Western-style toilet, and a tub big enough for two.
That’s right. A modern bathtub. And right next to the toilet—fucking roll toilet paper.
Status window? Why the hell does this bathroom not look like it belongs in a fantasy world?
Query. Is this not simply a slightly larger ordinary bathroom?
Ordinary, my ass lol
I was speechless.
Well, the world had already turned into an eroge, so whatever.
I’d already birthed goblins; nothing left to be picky about. Honestly, for someone living in this world it was a win. Look—hygienic as hell, right?
“Wanna wash together?”
“...No, I can manage alone.”
Nade’s hands trembled as he peeled off his clothes. The moment the underwear came off—
Flop.
“Oh♡”
I’d wondered because of the looks, but sure enough, there was a cock. And not just any cock—big, healthy, roughly Morus-sized.
“Ah.”
My womb throbbed. It started begging for dick right now.
I’d been through rough shit already. Yet my womb treated that rough shit like it was just doing its job—and it wanted to clock in for another shift.
Scramble!
Apparently my lecherous stare was too much; Nade bolted into the bathroom. Water started running. Standing around outside felt weird, so I headed to the bedroom to wait.
I sat on the bed listening to the shower run—one minute, ten minutes, twenty minutes…
“Something’s fucking off.”
Personal shower time can simply be lengthy.
“No—after the shower we’re supposed to fuck, so dragging it out is weird as hell! Aren’t you excited? Don’t you just wanna scrub the urgent spots and dive straight into the pounding?!”
Considering biological libido—especially male libido—that is a rational assessment.
It was way too weird. Even my womb was going Uh, this is kinda… about how serious the situation felt.
Despite the water still running, I slammed the bathroom door open.
“...Gone!”
Nothing. No legal shota shyly covering himself with a “Kyaa~!” after the door suddenly flew open mid-naked shower.
Thud.
“Huh?”
Suddenly I felt footsteps and presence behind me and whipped my head around. There stood Nade holding something high overhead—and behind him, massive green-skinned hulks.
“Nade?”
“Haaaaah!”
KRAAAAAAANG!!!
“Gweeeeeeh!!!”
Stars exploded inside my skull. Pleasure that normally had to travel from pussy up the spine to the brain detonated straight in my head instead. I went full three-hole fountain—milk spraying from both tits, love juice gushing from my cunt—and flopped onto the floor in a dead-frog pose.
“Kyahahahaha! Look at this idiot spraying milk and juice while she faints like a total retard!”
“Heheheh, and she’s squirting milk, so she must be a pregnant female, right? She’s gonna pop out brats nonstop. Hey, Nade—good call contacting us! Big Sis Anes said you did real good.”
The green-skinned giant—an orc—laughed boisterously and crushed Nade’s head under a pot-lid-sized hand.
“Eheheh, thank you. Honestly it was really hard resisting the temptation, but I toughed it out thinking of Big Sis Anes and the big brothers ooooh♡”
Nade squirmed and cooed at the orcs, pure female energy radiating off him. The orc petting his head snorted at that expression, wordlessly scooped him up, and carried him toward the bed.
“They’re gone. Shall we have a go too?”
“Sounds good. But who’s first? Counting last time, weren’t we tied?”
“Rock-paper-scissors it is, then.”
A brief silence and weird tension hung between the two orcs. Then—
““Rock! Paper!””
Both orcs whipped their right hands behind their backs, then thrust them out again the instant the chant ended.
““Scissors!””
Result: scissors versus paper.
The scissors orc gazed lovingly at his index and middle fingers; the paper orc stared at his open palm with mild regret.
“This bitch is pregnant, so her pussy’s probably wrecked, but her back hole still looks brand-new—don’t feel too bad.”
The scissors orc grinned and swept aside the cloth covering his crotch. Actually, the cloth was shoved aside by the cock that had already risen on its own, not by any hand.
“Uheh? Diiiiick?”
“Yeah, dick. The thing that’s gonna make you the mother of our whole tribe, heheheh.”
The orc sat as he spoke and, in the same motion, grabbed Serena by the waist and hoisted her up.
He eyeballed the position, then slammed her down without mercy.
“Birth an orc’s child!!!”
“G/h/a/a/ah♡♡♡”
“...?”
Pooooork♡
Schliiiiiick♡♡♡
A monstrous cock well over twenty—easily mid-thirties centimeters long and thick as a woman’s forearm—rammed ruthlessly into Serena’s pussy, sending cunt juices spraying all over the orc’s lower belly.
“F-fuck! This female’s moans sound retarded, but otherwise she’s a goddamn master-class hole!”
“Your dick’s just gone dull from Anes’s pussy meat. Master-class my a—”
“I’m serious, fuck?! I feel like I’m gonna cum right now and my hips won’t stop!”
For a second the rear-pussy orc thought:
Fuck, something feels off…
Meanwhile the spectator orc thought:
This actually feels way better.
Watching his buddy furiously arm-workout a giant onahole, he first assumed the guy had finally turned premature. But then a suspicion bloomed. Even at a glance she was way prettier than Anes, and her body was pure filth. With that level of slut energy… maybe it wasn’t a lie.
“Hey hey, switch positions. Let’s coat her mouth before I take the back.”
“Yeah, hang on a sec.”
The orc still pounding Serena’s pussy shifted into missionary; in the process her head cracked against the floor with a solid thunk.
“Oooogh! My heeead♡”
But the orcs just laughed like her scream was the best entertainment, and the other orc immediately stuffed his cock into Serena’s mouth-pussy.