The Demon King, the Holy Maiden, and the Hero (2)

A foul, crushing stench.

The reek of stale semen and sweat, mixed with the raw scent of a female in heat, saturated every inch of a cave that had never known a single breath of ventilation. It was a nauseating, choking smell. I would bet my life that this odor alone was enough to terrify a woman's womb into total surrender.

I knew because mine was already doing exactly that. If my uterus had hands and feet, it would have dropped straight into a dogeza and offered up its eggs on the spot. And in fact, it already had — it had presented those eggs as tribute to the goblins.

And now, deep inside my womb, goblin semen that had staked its claim early was freely ravaging everything it found.

"Ah♡ Aah♡"

I can feel it♡ My eggs being invaded by their sperm♡ My womb is so fever-hot that a holy gate is rising up inside me♡

Kyuuuung♡

Pshuuuuuut♡♡♡

Even without the status window telling me, my pussy rang out like an alarm, announcing that my eggs had been fertilized.

"What the hell was that just now?"

"I've been impregnated…♡ I will absolutely give birth to four healthy quadruplets♡"

I reported my pregnancy to the goblin — no, to Goblin-nim — using the most respectful speech I could manage. I'd learned something from that pure-love roleplay with Malcolm: the deeper you sink into a situation, the better it feels♡

"…Female, lying! No living thing could possibly sense that!"

"Baseless nonsense. But she's being polite, so I'll let it slide!"

There were other females in the nest. The smell had already half-convinced me, and sure enough, I wasn't the only one. So what now? If their condition was still decent, I could enjoy myself for a day or two and then get everyone out. But if they'd been broken past the point of no return? If their Breeding Stock Status had climbed past the halfway mark?

Status window, can I check other people's Breeding Stock Status?

Divine power stirred behind my eyes ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠— not by my will. There were no other women in sight yet, so I snuck a glance at the space above my own head.

Whether it was from birthing an orc's child or from carrying a goblin's right now, I couldn't say — but it had gone up since last time.

The Maginot Line was forty-nine percent, right?

In secret?

I'd almost forgotten, thanks to Malcolm, just how completely insane this world was. Well — coming from someone who walked into a goblin nest of her own free will, maybe I didn't have much room to talk♡

"Move! First we report to the boss that a new female has arrived!"

"Ah, yes♡"

When the goblin barked the order, my body flinched and I started walking deeper into the cave. The farther in we went, the worse the stench became. The problem was that the smell was starting to turn… strange.

I can pick out the semen, the male scent, the female scent — but something else is mixed in?

"…"

My heart settled for a moment. This was an amazingly sex-crazed world, but every so often reality still punched through. As I kept walking, letters floated up out of the darkness.

I stopped dead at the sight of them. The goblins, who had been enjoying my obedience, stared more with confusion than anger at the sudden halt.

"Female, that place is not for you."

"Just wait. I'm praying."

My hands were bound, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠but my fingers weren't, so I laced them together and prayed for those women — not in the name of any goddess, but in my own.

"We're going. First I need a look at this one's face."

"Fine! But female! Drop the casual speech!!!"

Thwack!

"Oooook! Oooooh♡♡♡"

A blast of pleasure slammed straight into my brain from ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the back of my skull, hard enough to knock my consciousness flying. My legs buckled and I dropped to my knees — but my hands clenched tighter, fingers locked in their interlace, holding the prayer posture firm.

"I-I was prayingggg♡"

"Keh-keh-keh! Female, that's a hypocrite for you! Give it a little time and you'll be begging 'Cock-nim, Cock-nim' just like the females who were here before."

Goblin One said this while shoving his erect cock right in front of my eyes.

I'd already milked three loads out of the pair of them, and still that cock was tireless — coated in semen and love juices, thick with the concentrated night-flower reek unique to cum. The cock that had impregnated me.

I looked at that magnificent specimen. I breathed in its scent. And then…

Urgh! That is fucking rank as hell.

I dry-heaved internally. The merciless stench of semen and cock literally violated my nose, while everything below my throat — having registered the presence of cum — was screaming for more and spraying like a fountain.

"Show some sincerity, female!"

Sincerity, sincerity. Are these idiots serious? They just casually pull out a fresh cock and stick it in the mouth of a fresh hostage they just dragged in? That thing would get bitten clean off. If it weren't me, it would get bitten clean off.

I sighed inwardly at these morons' recklessness and offered a silent prayer for the victims. Don't worry. I'll enjoy myself when it's time to enjoy myself — but I'm going to kill every last one of these bastards. First priority, though: washing this healthy cock clean.

"Chuurp♡"

I pointed the tip of my tongue and pressed it into the groove of the goblin's glans, breathing deep as I teased the cock, then carefully, deliciously cleaned along every vein with my tongue.

Ah, fuck, does the sense of smell not count as pain?

Come to think of it, what about the Ero Skills?

In other words, changing this sticky cock-stink was impossible for the status window. Probably only a higher authority — a goddess — could intervene, but that bitch had already fallen, so this was a trial bestowed upon me so I could fully enjoy the pleasure of childbirth.

I hadn't wanted to use it, but I had no choice. I focused my mind and took another deep breath of cock.

"Sssssssssssss♡♡♡"

The cock-stink wasn't as toxic as before, but I still couldn't erase the revolting edge. A little more!

"Churp♡ Sloop♡ Berororororo♡"

My tongue sped up. The taste of cock and semen shifted from slightly negative to slightly positive. But it still wasn't enough♡

Now a faintly decent fragrance and flavor were starting to come through. And as the taste improved, my womb and breasts began rejoicing even harder. I knew it instinctively. I could feel even better than this.

Berorororororororororororo♡♡♡

I devoured that cock so violently my jaw nearly dislocated and my tongue seized with muscle cramps. Ah, fuck♡ It's so goddamn delicious! A fragrance so incredible I could eat it for the rest of my life♡

"KEEEEEEEK! The female's gone insane all of a sudden! My cock won't come outtttt!!!"

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The goblin shrieked something and pounded on my head, but I didn't so much as flinch — I just kept sucking that ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠cock for all I was worth. The thrashing was getting in the way of my blowjob, though, so I decided to fix that a little.

Thuk.

The crude rope binding me came loose. I grabbed the goblin's ass with both hands, hoisted him clean off the ground, and locked him into a piggyback position — except unlike a normal piggyback, his crotch wasn't behind my head. It was planted right in front of my face.

News I had absolutely no use for right now.

"Let go of my friend! You crazy female!!!"

THWAAACK!

A club swung by a goblin smashed flat against my breast. That was all it accomplished. In return — if you could call it that — my breast sprayed breast milk in every direction.

But pleasure was pleasure, and an attack was an attack. No matter how thoroughly I converted pain into ecstasy, my body's durability still had a hard limit of 100 HP.

Getting dangerous. But who was I? A healer with recovery skills. The cock tasted so goddamn good I could barely hold my mind together, but on the sheer will to keep tasting it, I forced the skill through.

Heal.

Shalala!

Particles of light showered over me. My HP, sitting at thirty, surged instantly back to one hundred. But goblins lived in packs, so these two couldn't be the end of it. I flipped the goblin whose cock I was still holding in my mouth upside down.

Sure, the view now included a goblin's balls and filthy ass — but at least I could see in front of me.

My eyes narrowed. Right now, the predator wasn't the goblin. It was me. Well, the relationship would flip again soon enough, but for at least this moment, I could do whatever I wanted.

That was when I felt the goblin's cock go rock-hard and its pulse race. Ejaculation♡

Bryuryuryuryut! Bryut♡

Semen of fantastical flavor flooded into my mouth. It delighted my tongue, charged straight down into my stomach, and vanished in a warm glow.

Good news. The more semen I swallowed, the faster the birth would come — and the more I could get pregnant, and the more pleasure I could feel.

And so, tasting goblin cock while receiving club-massage from the other goblin, I walked deeper into the cave.

Just one week♡ Let's enjoy this♡♡♡