Heroes' Outing and the Elf's Rearward Blunder
As a special measure due to the Demon King's premature revival, it was decided that the hero party would explore the Labyrinth. This was a stage they would normally only reach after completing their training more thoroughly, but there was no helping it given the circumstances. Aisha, tasked with guiding the heroes until they fully matured, set off with them toward the barren western plains. As a former hero herself, her skills were beyond reproach, and her extensive experience with labyrinth delves made her an ideal mentor.
"Whoa...! This is my first time leaving the Imperial Palace!"
Sera exclaimed like a child, darting this way and that to take in the sights. The others weren't quite as excited as her, but they were equally absorbed in the novel cityscapes of this other world.
Aisha, who had brought the kids out, seemed pleased by their reactions and smiled warmly. "Is that so? I'm glad we took this little detour before heading out."
As a reward for their grueling training and to steel their minds, the hero party had been granted a single day of free time. They used this precious opportunity to venture outside. Aisha joined them, as she had something to discuss with Minwoo before departure.
Though they'd only known each other for a few days, Aisha and the heroes had quickly grown close. The heroes, being from another world, harbored no prejudices against beastkin, and Aisha had readily opened her heart to the fundamentally kind group.
"By the way, is the errand you're running about meeting that person you mentioned before?"
"Yeah, that's right. You remembered."
Aisha answered Ares's question cheerfully. She had already told the heroes about Minwoo—of course, only the version she knew: the unfortunate descendant of a past hero caught up in the summoning ritual. His true identity as the Demon King's vanguard remained hidden.
"He might even be someone we know. The name sounds like he's from our world, at least."
The formally summoned heroes had lost their original names upon arrival, but Minwoo still used his. Hearing it sparked delight among the group.
"To think there was someone else besides us who came here... Even a total stranger would feel like family."
"Really? Minwoo's a good kid, actually. I'm sure he'll get along great with you all."
Chatting like this, Aisha and the heroes soon arrived near the inn where Minwoo was staying.
"Huh? That's weird."
"Something wrong?"
"I don't smell Minwoo..."
With her beastkin senses, Aisha could detect his absence without even entering the inn.
"Maybe he's out sightseeing like us?"
"Maybe... Hmm..."
After a moment's thought, Aisha turned to Ares. "Alright, since we're already here, why don't you all wander around a bit on your own? I'll find Minwoo quick and catch up."
"You sure that's okay?"
"No problem. I've got your scents memorized. Just don't split up."
With that, Aisha parted from the heroes and followed Minwoo's trail alone.
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What is this... Ever since earlier... My body's getting so hot... Is this another effect of human mating?
Chloe had taken Minwoo's saliva into her body during the kiss, but now she burned even hotter. The reason? She'd just swallowed every drop of his semen.
Minwoo's bodily fluids were sharpening her senses and heightening her pleasure—the sensory manipulation hypnosis was working perfectly. Oblivious to the truth, Chloe simply felt her awareness fogging amid the growing heat in her flesh.
Minwoo feigned concern. "Hey, you okay? You look pretty rough. We can still call this off if you—"
"Sh-shut up...! I'm f-fine... Haa... haa..."
Chloe forced a tough front, barely climbing atop him. Minwoo's rigid cock naturally settled against her navel. She stared down at it for a long moment before lifting her hips and aligning it with her hole.
Minwoo watched silently.
"Nngh... Wh-why is it... so... ngh!"
Chloe struggled to insert him, but it wasn't going smoothly. Lubrication wasn't the issue—foreplay had left her sopping wet. But...
"Want me to help?"
"I said shut up...!"
Unaware of how mismatched his words were to his position, Chloe kept grinding her ass against his shaft.
It should go in the lower hole... The hole has to be... this one... But... putting something this thick here... Nngh!
Was it an unintended loophole in Minwoo's hypnosis? Chloe was making a colossal mistake. The suggestion only specified the "lower hole." Vague, sure, but anyone with basic sex ed wouldn't confuse it. For an elf who never bore children, though, "lower hole" naturally meant the one for excretion.
This oversight created an amusing situation even Minwoo hadn't anticipated. She was aiming for her anus, not her pussy.
"Wait... You're aiming wrong..."
"Quiet! I'm not falling for your lies anymore...!"
"No, really—that's the shitter. There's another hole up front."
"Lies like that... There's no other hole besides this one...!"
"No, seriously... Ha... This real?"
Minwoo let out a disbelieving chuckle. Suddenly, history's first elf sex was veering toward the backdoor. Not that he minded—far from it. This unforeseen twist thrilled him.
"Fine... Do what you want. Not my problem."
"I planned to from the start... Nngh! Anyway...!"
Alignment was set long ago, but Chloe couldn't push him in. Her dripping arousal soaked both her anus and his cock—prep was perfect. All that lacked was her resolve.
No matter the mission... this is...
Just relax her legs, let gravity take over, and it'd be done. But she couldn't release her grip.
Minwoo's playful urge resurfaced as he watched.
"Whoa! Your hands are moving on their own again!"
"Eh? W-wait, what are you—?!"
Minwoo, lying still on the bed, suddenly grabbed her hips. Before she could react, he yanked her down hard.
"Hggiiiiiik!?"
A vulgar squeal erupted—unthinkable from a refined elf.
...
Minwoo's scent!
Aisha tracked him down swiftly. Chloe's lodging wasn't far. Mere days apart, but thoughts of reuniting already had her tail swishing eagerly. She was utterly smitten.
His status as her lost love's descendant gave her slight pause in seeing him purely as a man. Yet that only fueled a sense of fateful romance—love transcending race and age. And since it stemmed not from direct hypnosis but mere scent manipulation, her feelings rang natural and pure.
Aisha strode into the inn reeking of him. Too excited to reunite, she didn't question why he was in a different place. Nor did the growing moans near the room register.
Forgetting to knock, she flung the door open. "Kept you waiting, Mi—... Huh?"
"Hggiiiiiik!?"
What greeted Aisha wasn't Minwoo's welcome—but a pig-like shriek from Chloe.