Merit Before Mating
Already stretched from repeated use and accommodating Dahgon’s massive member, my pussy had expanded enough to grip even the largest cocks with ease while generating pleasure. Having memorized the spots I responded to best, he kept stimulating them, steadily building my arousal as he worked to ensure we both enjoyed a satisfying session. After thrusting vigorously for some time, he finally came inside me and leaned in for a kiss. While ejaculating, he tangled his tongue with mine before withdrawing his cock and rolling onto his side. As he moved aside, the tail of the monster nesting in my anus slid into my pussy and began sucking up the semen.
“Nngh....”
“Haa~ As expected, Ely’s pussy always feels good no matter how many times I eat it.”
“Mm, I like it too.”
While enjoying Jadin’s gentle caresses on my shoulder and breasts, the tail that had finished sucking the semen from my vagina pushed past my cervix and began devouring the load pooled inside my womb. Just as its current actions suggested, the little monster’s sustenance—something it had never eaten before—was semen. At first, Las had immediately emerged to guard against the tail’s intrusion and tried to push it out, but after I calmed her and we encountered it repeatedly, she eventually adapted. Now she even rubbed against it in a friendly manner. After thoroughly licking the inside of my womb clean, the tail extended thin tentacles toward my ovaries, pricking them with the fine needles at their tips and injecting a minute amount of fluid.
Possessing a degree of biological analysis capability as an Abaddon, I examined the injected substance. It consisted of a nutritional fluid containing components that promoted sexual desire and stimulated the secretion of female hormones. It seemed the creature was attempting to increase my libido so I would receive more semen and thus provide it with more food. Its ability to control its host appeared lower than that of an Abaddon or succubus performing ovarian modification. In truth, as the Abaddon Queen, I maintained complete control over my own womb and ovaries, so the effect was minimal. Yet the little monster, unaware of this, repeated the procedure every time.
Having sucked its fill and completed its finishing touches, the tail withdrew from my pussy and swayed contentedly. Jadin, who now took the sight in stride, had initially been horrified upon seeing the little monster parasitizing my anus. Even after I reassured him it was harmless and let him touch it, he had regarded it with suspicion. After witnessing several sessions, however, he no longer paid it much mind.
After cleaning his cock with my mouth and helping him dress, I finally picked up my own clothes. Wearing panties was uncomfortable because the tail got caught, so I only put on my bra. Standing nearby with arms crossed, Jadin watched me dress and asked,
“Isn’t it inconvenient not being able to wear underwear because of that tail?”
“Not really. Going without a top makes my breasts bounce too much, which is annoying, but it’s fine without anything down there.”
“Still... won’t your clit rub against your pants? Especially with that ornament sticking out.”
“I’m used to constant stimulation anyway, but without underwear the direct contact does make it more intense. Maybe I should just wear a skirt?”
“Wearing a skirt with no underwear? A woman who flies around all the time as part of an aerial unit? Everyone would see your pussy.”
Hmm... he had a point. As a unit commander, parading around with my crotch fully exposed on all sides would be rather improper. Ah, this should work. Placing a hand on my lower abdomen, I conveyed my intent to Las: cover only my crotch. Las, now accustomed to my commands, flowed out through my vagina and wrapped around my groin. Soon, a pair of black latex panties—tail excluded—covered me. I showed the result to Jadin.
“How about this? The tail won’t get in the way, and nothing will show.”
“Oho, it had that built-in function too?”
Since he didn’t know Las’s true nature, he assumed it was some integrated function of my full-body prosthesis. He stepped closer, ran his hand over the smooth latex covering my crotch, and nodded.
“As long as nothing shows, this is good enough.”
I rummaged through my spatial bag and pulled out the spare skirt-style uniform I had brought. The skirt was indeed more comfortable; the protruding tail no longer caught on the fabric the way it had with pants. Dressed in the skirted uniform, I gathered the platoon-leader combat dolls and began roll call. After Selaphiell’s example, I had realized that assigning platoon leaders made management far easier, so I grouped the dolls by serial number and designated the lowest numbers as leaders. Though it took some time to implement, the dolls that adapted to the platoon system now performed their roles more systematically than before. With roughly one hundred dolls per platoon, the twelve thousand dolls required one hundred twenty platoon leaders. Each reported on her subordinates’ status and current tasks, then coordinated the next patrol duties. Although they stood together in one place, they communicated via the android network, so roll call proceeded quickly.
- Roll call complete. We’ll be on standby until the Xenuma army moves, so focus on maintenance.
- Yes, Commander.
- Platoon Leader 112? There are reports that your platoon members are engaging in private sexual relations with Xenuma soldiers during maintenance hours.
- Oh my, since our platoon’s primary duty is sexual processing, we’re simply building friendly relations with foreign soldiers through intercourse.
- Then please inform them that each doll has different functions. Combat-platoon members are being propositioned by an increasing number of soldiers, which is causing difficulties.
- Agreed! We combat dolls want to have sex too! We can’t even if we want to, so stop rubbing it in!
- Platoon Leader 74. Please calm down a little.
Hmm... it really was a bit of a mess. There were no problems with mission performance, but their strong individual personalities led to frequent petty squabbles. They looked perfectly composed on the outside while arguing only on the network, then dispersed in small groups. The sight must have been amusing, because Jadin, who had been watching the roll call through a device displaying our network conversation, laughed.
“Hahaha! They stand there with the most serious expressions, not saying a word, then scatter—and when you look inside, it’s hilarious.”
“Where’s Dahgon?”
“The orc is still in his tent.”
“Still? I told him he doesn’t need to worry.”
Dahgon refused to leave his tent, convinced that revealing himself—an orc—among humans would cause trouble. I had assured him that wearing the cap and insignia marking him as part of the Eden military would be fine, but his stubbornness kept him living in the tent.
“Let him do as he pleases for now. Living together will eventually change his mind.”
“He’ll have to show himself once combat begins anyway. And if he wants to stay with me, he’ll have to stop avoiding humans and blend into their world. I’ll be right back.”
Leaving Jadin behind, I headed for the tent where Dahgon was staying. Upon reaching it, I stepped inside and spoke.
“Dahgon, we need to talk.”
“Krrk?”
“Huh?”
The moment I looked inside, an utterly unexpected scene unfolded, leaving me momentarily flustered. Dahgon sat on the bed, one hand stroking the erect cock rising between his legs—simply put, he had been masturbating. He now stared at me with a startled expression. Well, orcs were living beings too; if sexual desire built up, masturbation was only natural. Why he felt the need to do it alone when he had a woman like me nearby, I couldn’t quite understand.
“If you were pent up, why didn’t you say something instead of sneaking off to masturbate by yourself?”
“Krrk. I haven’t earned any merit yet.”
“Sigh~ You’re so stubbornly orc-like.”
His rigid adherence to his own words made me shake my head. Kneeling in front of him while he remained frozen on the bed, I gently pried his hand away and clasped it.
“If you really can’t hold back, tell me to take care of it from now on. Don’t do this alone. Understood?”
“Is that an order?”
“Yes, it is.”
“Understood.”
Only after the word “order” was spoken did the awkwardness on his face visibly ease. His slightly hunched upper body straightened, and he boldly presented his cock while looking down at me, desire now filling his eyes. I caressed the surprisingly soft, flexible yet thick orc cock and took the uniquely pointed glans into my mouth. Slurp, suck. Contrary to the common human assumption that orcs—as monsters—would be covered in hair, his genitals were smooth. That made servicing him easier than expected. Honestly, Jadin’s hairy cock always got in the way during oral. While I devoted myself to the large member and heavy balls that proudly asserted their presence between his bulging, muscular belly and thick thighs, Dahgon let out a pleased growl.
“Krrr....”
“Chup. Do you like the service?”
“Service?”
“When a female helps a male relieve his sexual desire like this, we call it service.”
“Krrk. An unfamiliar word.”
“Lick. Unfamiliar? Haup.”
“We orcs take females. Females are taken.”
Hmm. It made sense that orcs, who kidnapped human females they couldn’t even communicate with and forcibly impregnated them, would have no concept of “service.” There were a few human women who enjoyed sex with orcs, but they were an extreme minority. From the way he had moved his hips for my pleasure after deciding to follow me, it seemed he wasn’t entirely without the idea, yet he clearly had no experience receiving service. Even now, while I sucked his cock, he kept both fists planted on his thighs and simply watched in silence. I wondered why both of my new partners lacked sexual experience despite having embraced many women. While pondering this, I continued my devoted service. The reward came when the hands that had been stroking and caressing me tightened around his balls, signaling he was preparing to ejaculate.
“Chup. That’s enough with the mouth.”
“Krrrk.”
“Huhu, unhappy because I stopped right before you came? It’ll feel better for both of us if you finish inside, so hold on a little longer.”
True to their reputation for powerful virility, orcs produced an enormous volume per ejaculation, but their refractory period was longer than a human’s. Therefore, receiving it in my pussy was better for both of us. I ordered Las to return, spread my legs to expose my pussy, lifted my skirt, and straddled Dahgon. My already thoroughly loosened cunt swallowed the inhuman girth in one smooth motion.
“Haang~”
“Krr, good female.”
The moment he entered, the massive cock struck my cervix, drawing a moan from me.
“Aah, I can feel it hitting my womb.”
“Khuk, khuk. Female, I sow seed.”
“Good. Pour it all out.”
In a rough voice declaring he would sow his seed, Dahgon wrapped both arms around me, rose from the bed, and began pounding his hips violently. My womb, which remembered intercourse with Dahgon, opened wide to accept his glans even though the relaxing fluid hadn’t been fully absorbed yet. Bang! Bang! Whether from instinctual awareness of my body’s durability that could withstand any amount of rough pounding, Dahgon thrust mercilessly. As climax approached, he tightened his embrace, locking me in place with his cock buried deep inside my womb. For a brief moment I savored the pleasure of being a helpless female restrained in a powerful male’s arms, waiting to be filled with semen. Then a massive load began pouring into me.
“Huuu, it’s so full.”
“Krrrk, krrk.”
“Huhu, the sight of you pouring everything out is so masculine. I like it.”
The act of inserting one’s reproductive organ into a female’s and sowing seed was, in his view, the ultimate masculine act—and I found that particularly arousing. Combined with my own perverted taste for being overpowered and injected with semen while powerless, the situation brought me the highest ecstasy. I remained embraced in his arms, savoring the swelling happiness and pleasure as his semen filled my womb. The seemingly endless ejaculation eventually concluded, once again sealing my cervix with sticky fluid.
“Khuk, krrrk.”
“Goodness~ Look at all that sweat. You worked hard sowing your seed.”
“Thank you, female.”
Lifting me up and withdrawing his cock from my pussy, Dahgon gently laid me back on the bed. He reached for the water jug on the nearby table, but upon finding it empty, said,
“Krrk. I will fetch water.”
“Go ahead.”
While he adjusted his pants and left the tent, the little monster’s tail predictably tried to enter my pussy. Spreading my legs to make room, I let it slide in easily. It ventured deep in search of semen, only to wander in confusion when it found none.
“Your food is inside. In the womb.”
On the off chance it might understand, I spoke. Remarkably, the tail immediately approached my cervix, pushed through the sealing mucus, and entered my womb. While it excitedly wriggled inside, sucking up the enormous quantity of semen that had swollen my womb, I wondered whether it truly understood my words. By the time it had consumed roughly half the load, Dahgon returned with the water jug. He poured a cup and handed it to me.
“Krrk. Cool water.”
“Thank you.”
As I sat up to accept the cup and drink, he spoke in his usual flat tone.
“The black male was looking for the female.”
“Jadin? Why?”
“I do not know. I cannot understand human speech.”
“Ah, right.”
I had forgotten that only the two of us wore the rings that allowed communication. Still, Jadin looking for me probably meant something had happened.
“If he’s looking for me, I should go. By the way, you should come outside more often. If you want to stay with me, you’ll eventually have to adapt to the human world. How long do you plan to avoid it?”
“Krrk. I will try.”
“Please do.”
Although I had ended up having sex the moment I arrived, I had at least delivered the scolding I came for. I rose from the bed. The tail, having eaten only half the semen, refused to leave my pussy. Unable to call Las back, I had no choice but to straighten my skirt without underwear and step outside.