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"Ugh, my head…"
I couldn't pull myself together, reeling with the kind of dizziness you get when you show up to work on a Monday after going absolutely ham at a company dinner. I'd definitely fallen out of the sky, gotten smacked by something, and then after that… Morus!
I remembered that face at the end — the one that had grimaced and sprinkled something on me. A build that sat somewhere between obese and merely overweight, with skin that looked like it had never so much as heard of a skincare routine.
Come to think of it, my wrists and ankles had felt oddly heavy for a while now, like cold metal was pressed against them.
Don't tell me.
"Haa."
Of course. Of fucking course.
As if it were the most natural thing in the world, metal cuffs locked my wrists and ankles, and the chains were short enough to severely limit my movement.
And my clothes? My T-shirt and panties were gone — I was completely naked. A small lantern sat beside me, and thanks to it, my surroundings finally came into focus.
Judging by the rock walls on every side, I was in some kind of cave. Heating had clearly been treated as optional; it was cold and damp.
The exact kind of cave you'd expect to find bandits or some shady black mage holed up in.
With my wits fully restored, the danger of my situation hit me hard.
"No! I have to get out of here somehow!"
But my wishes meant nothing to the chains and cuffs, which just sat there smugly advertising how sturdy they were, not budging an inch.
The more I thrashed, the more I felt the metal chafing my wrists and ankles raw — but this was no time to worry about that.
"I'm gonna get fucked! And not by a woman — by a man!"
The moment you lose your virginity, the relatively low-sex virgin route goes out the window, and even the normal route puts you through some seriously rough shit. I had to fight.
The second that virginity was gone, a fate like Grace the protagonist's flickered before my eyes — doomed to spend the rest of my life as a slave to lust, panting after cock.
Anyone who heard me say that would tell me I was paranoid and needed to see a doctor, but in this insane world, it was more than plausible.
"Aaaargh! Status window! Status window! Status window!"
Desperate to avoid that miserable end, I shouted for a status window like a drowning person grabbing at a rope — but of course something that convenient couldn't possibly exist…
Ding—
?
A clear chime rang out, and golden letters bloomed across my vision.
"For real? YEEEEAAAHHH!"
Apparently even the Goddess wasn't cruel enough to leave me completely high and dry — she'd granted me a status window ability.
Alright, let's see what kind of cheat powers I've got.
Name:Serena
Lewdness:10%
Ero Statu—
Click—
Having just witnessed something utterly absurd, I shut the status window in my mind.
That euphoric high didn't even last three seconds before freefalling straight into hell. After all that buildup, this was the garbage ability I got for a status window?
The emotional whiplash hit so hard I stopped thrashing and just slumped down where I was. And then, from deeper inside the cave, the sound of two sets of footsteps began tromping closer.
"Making one hell of a racket in a cave that's already cramped enough as it is."
"Keheheheh. Noisy female."
Emerging from the darkness were Morus — the one who'd knocked me out — and the goblin who'd treated my pussy to a clubbing session.
I'd never seen those two as a combo in the game, but I knew enough to understand my personal safety was in serious jeopardy. Hold on, though — those two are complete strangers, right? Why do they look so buddy-buddy?
Don't tell me they're in cahoots?
No, more importantly — I can understand what they're saying? I was too busy being in pain to notice earlier. Anyway, since we could communicate, I started by laying into Morus.
"Have you no shame?! Teaming up with a goblin!"
I kept the intensity of my accusations dialed down. If I came out too aggressive from the start, there was no telling what an angry Morus might do.
"The hell are you talking about? I've never met this guy before in my life."
"Female. Stupid."
Morus and the goblin's answers left me flustered. Hold on — a human and a monster? Even a bad human should still be enemies with monsters, right?
The possibility that Morus was controlling the goblin with the taming skill from the game floated up in my mind. If that were the case, things got even more complicated.
There was no guarantee he wouldn't use that taming on me.
In the game, monster control was split into taming and human control into hypnosis, but I had to assume none of that worked the way it was supposed to now.
Worst case, he could brainwash me. Maybe my glare was getting to him, because Morus scratched his head and started explaining.
"It's a master-servant contract. I provide this goblin with shelter and food, and in return, he provides me with labor."
"Meat. Tasty!"
…Unexpected. Given that he'd kidnapped me, I'd assumed he was the kind of human scum who ran on exploitation as a default setting.
Maybe he was the type you could actually talk to?
"Um, so then maybe…"
"Ah, for reference — I brought you here to use as a sex slave. Through a contract, of course."
"Fuck."
I was an idiot for getting my hopes up even for a second.
I had to get out of this somehow.
If I lost my virginity, my life from that point on would freefall off a cliff like a crypto coin whose developer just absconded with the funds.
"You think I'm crazy enough to agree to something like that?!"
"Hmm. Looking at you naked in the middle of the night, you seem like the type who'd just hand it over."
"Shut up! I'm normal!"
"…You feeling alright?"
I ignored Morus and thought hard about how I'd ended up naked in the first place. I'd met the Goddess and faceplanted into the ground.
And Morus had said he hadn't put any clothes on me while dragging me here. That left only one culprit.
"Haa… that dumbass Goddess."
"Oh? You hate the Goddess too?"
"Just hating her would be getting off easy. Wait, you too?"
"Ah, allow me to introduce myself properly. I am Morus, messenger of the Demon King's Army."
Well, shit.
"I've got a grand and sorrow-filled tale of how I came to join the Demon King's Army. Want to hear it?"
"Can you do it in three lines?"
It looked complicated as hell at a glance, so I wanted to skip it if I could.
"…I just got screwed over so hard it pissed me the fuck off."
"So you're a bad guy?"
"That's right. Now then, let's get to the main point."
As he spoke, Morus pulled something from his coat. The powder he'd used when he kidnapped me?
"Ta-da~"
But what Morus pulled out was a syringe filled with pink liquid.
Dangerous.
In this game, pink usually meant either an aphrodisiac or some kind of narcotic.
"Ooh, so you at least recognize what this is."
"It's a drug, right?"
"Correct. I'm going to administer this to you on a continuous basis. The withdrawal will put a strain on your body. Without the drug, you'll be in agony. Or you could just become a sex slave and be done with it — at least that way you won't end up a drug addict. This contract is actually quite generous, but it requires mutual consent."
So that was the deal. Should I be grateful he wasn't using the Mark of Subjugation I'd seen in the game? From what I remembered, the Mark of Subjugation was a spell that went beyond a master-servant relationship and turned you into a complete slave.
The only real option left to me was enduring the drugs. Even if I got addicted — I would absolutely protect my virginity, no matter what.
"What's the big deal? I already checked earlier — you're not even a virgin."
"What? Don't screw with me! I am a virgin!!"
Morus's bombshell left me no choice but to blow up at him.
Me, not a virgin?
Don't tell me!
I looked at the prime suspect — the goblin.
"Hey, goblin!"
"Kiruk? Not me. Me, only beat female pussy."
"That's what he says. Something happen to you? Just so you know, I haven't done anything yet."
Judging by their reactions, neither of them seemed to be lying — but there had to be some kind of mistake.
In a flash, the status window flickered through my mind.
"Status window!"
Reluctantly, I opened it and pulled up the Ero Status.
Now all I had to do was confirm I was still a virgin and make a spectacular escape from Morus's scheme…
First Partner:Goddess
Reason 1:Lost virginity to the Goddess's futanari cock
Position Experienced:Facesitting
My mind went blank.
I was dizzier than the time I'd accidentally gotten hit by a rock as a kid.
Why?
No — more than that — the Goddess?
It was over. It was over before it had even begun.
All I could see ahead of me now was a future of pumping out babies for that insane Demon King's Army messenger and his goblin pet in this dark, damp cave.
The moment that sank in, an unbearable sadness washed over me.
Dad. Mom.
The thought of them not only hearing from other people that their son had changed, but then getting the news that he'd gone missing on top of that, made my chest ache even worse.
"Hic… WAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!"
"She's crying?! Out of nowhere?"
"Kiruk. Human female. Head broken."
Serena wailed and thrashed about her future so hard it felt like the cave might collapse.
Watching her, Morus and the goblin covered their ears, unable to shake the feeling that while she was pretty, they had well and truly stepped in it.
Guess I'll just wait until she calms down.
After quite a while, Serena collapsed from sheer exhaustion, her eyes swollen puffy. Morus was mildly curious what kind of circumstances would make someone cry that hard.
"Judging by the situation, you lost your virginity without even knowing it, huh?"
"Sniff… yeah."
"Any idea who?"
"The Goddess turned into a futanari and facesat me the next day."
Hearing Serena's words, Morus's brain short-circuited.
Wondering if she'd just said something only a non-human would say, he glanced at the goblin — but the goblin didn't understand what any of that meant either.
"Don't tell me… are you with the Demon King's Army too?"
Slandering the Goddess this hard wasn't even something demons did. The only people capable of that kind of thinking were lunatics whose hatred of the Goddess had reached the absolute limit.
"Why would… sniff… I be with the Demon King's Army."
Ah. That was it. She must have gone through something so traumatic that her mind had cracked. That would explain her mental state.
Pat, pat.
"I don't know what happened to you, but you've been through a lot."
Morus smiled and offered Serena words of comfort, and hearing them, Serena found herself wondering — wait, is this guy actually a decent person?
Thwip.
But a sharp sting in her forearm made her look down — a syringe full of pink drugs was stuck in her arm.
"But that's that, and this is this."
Watching the drugs flood into her through the syringe in an instant, and seeing Morus's smiling face, Serena remembered one crucial fact she'd forgotten.
Right. This bastard is a rapist.