Ruin-Seeking Reina and the Busty Sexual Harassment Gatekeepers♡

She cut through the dark night sky, flying toward her new nest.

Her long red hair billowed in the wind, and every time she brushed through a cloud, her body was stimulated all over again—her excitement refused to settle.

"I said it! I said it! I finally said it! I thought everyone had already figured it out, but sure enough, everyone except Tei already knew! Damn it, damn iiiit~! They all knew I was a freak who got off on being abused back then~! Ahahaha~! Euhit~!"

Her whole body burned hot as she shuddered with shame. Of all people, she had confessed this to the comrades she was closest to, then abandoned them and flown away. Even though she had planned this for quite some time, the ache in her heart was unavoidable—yet even more than that, she couldn't calm the excitement of having her disgraceful nature laid bare.

"Tei's face… fuhit, haah, I put him through the absolute worst experience…! But what choice did I have?! I can't hold ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠it in anymore! It was a long journey… yeah… a long, long journey…! The comrades I met along the way were wonderful, the scenery was beautiful, and every single meal was delicious—but more than all of that, it was too much…! I'm still a dragon after all… in the end, I'm just a beast…!!"

Once she punched through the clouds and cleared the mountain range, the weathered city walls came into view—a place that looked nothing like the Royal Capital of Libra. Where Libra's walls stood white and beautiful, this place was far smaller in scale, with farmland sprawling around it. Aged moss clung to the stone, the streets looked generally shabby, and while the capital always shimmered with light, here red lanterns claimed a good forty percent of the streets—proof enough of how high the ratio of brothels ran.

It was worth picking this place carefully.

Orbie.

A city far removed from where the Demon King's army had been, developed only halfway. There were mines nearby, so laborers were plentiful, and the brothels had flourished right along with them. Farmers from the surrounding countryside came into town to enjoy the pleasure houses, spent a night, then headed back home. The magical beasts and monsters in the area were low-grade, so the place was full of low-tier adventurers still grinding for experience—or those without talent who would spend their whole lives stuck here. The noble who managed the city held the usual "average" worldview, and most of the officials posted here had been demoted, so anyone could guess what kind of place this was.

Reina touched down on the main road in front of that worn-out city of Orbie.

Dawn, huh… Of all times, they had to say meet in the evening, so flying all the way here ate up a fair amount of time… But fine. If I'd flown in the morning, I'd have stood out whether I liked it or not…

The main road, thick with dawn fog, was almost empty of people. A few street prostitutes had pitched tents in front of the walls to snag travelers who couldn't get inside overnight, but they didn't bother circling around Reina—another woman.

Outsiders can't enter past curfew, but—

That didn't matter.

Reina had prepared in advance and already finished her relocation, so even at dawn she could get in after a simple inspection.

"…Then I probably don't need this anymore."

From her right pocket she pulled out a gold plate card and a bronze plate card, looking them over. The more ornate gold one bore Reina's face, her full career history, her level, which guild she belonged to, and which powerful figures backed her.

The patron field was a parade of terrifying names. Her level was high. And above all, Light of Peace was the widely known Hero party—carrying something like this would only make her stand out. For someone about to drive her life into ruin and greet happy defeat and death, this plate was far too grand a possession.

"Nostalgic. At first I wondered what the hell this thing was even for, and now I carry it around out of habit."

The photo of Reina set into the plate still captured her vividly from the day she started adventuring, wearing an utterly arrogant expression. She still acted pretty high-handed now, but back then that streak had been even worse—her smiling face showed off her pointed fangs, projecting a clear touch me and I'll kill you image.

"Those three… counting Lina, who left first, that makes four? I can feel the memories I built with them sitting right here."

Beautiful memories.

There had been hardships, but she was certain she would look back fondly on those days in the new life ahead of her.

"—Sorry."

Clang!

Reina closed her eyes for a moment, savoring the memories, then smashed the plate—destroying the object that proved both her past and who she was.

"Aha, ahahahaha, ahat~♡"

Shhhhhh~!

She pissed all over the shattered chunks of plate—her memories—and laughed in satisfaction. Her destructive urges she could still hold back. She had fought plenty on the long journey, so that was fine. But the lust piled up inside her was about to explode, so she chose ruin over nostalgia. No matter how good the memories were, they couldn't create her sexual desire or her happiness—so this was the natural choice.

Splat, shhh, shhhh…

"Hnn… fuh… haaah~♡"

Once she finished, she covered her pussy, then ground the plate fragments under her boots until not even a trace remained. She didn't need it anymore. She pulled out the bronze plate she had prepared in secret so her comrades wouldn't notice, and looked at her new self.

She had changed her name and race and dropped her rank. All to swap identities and start a new life. A plate was an ID card, so forging one was a crime she wasn't supposed to commit—but she had a few tricks, and looking at her new identification, Reina's lips curled up.

You can't forge an ID, after all… Cutting a deal with the Orbie branch guildmaster was pretty clever for me…

It hadn't been a clean or proper transaction, but that was exactly why it suited Reina. Unlike the old one, the newly made bronze plate had a photo of her looking a bit more relaxed, with slightly more exposure. The shot only showed from her head down to just below her collarbone, so it wasn't a full-on pervert photo—but you could tell she hadn't been wearing much when it was taken.

"What a filthy girl~♡"

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Whatever she thought looking at her own photo, she grinned and started walking down the main road. When the soldiers guarding the main gate came into view, she folded her wings and tucked them away, then used Polymorph—one of a dragon's specialties—to reshape her ears into something thicker and more pointed, closer to a human's, finishing the disguise.

I practiced, but will this really work?

As a final check, she gave her chest a light squeeze to confirm the size. Her breasts were only pouches for storing fire to breathe, but that was exactly why they were enormous. Bust measurement alone over 120 cm—massive tits. Normally she kept them tightly compressed under special leather armor so they stood out less, but even like this they were poison to the eyes. Her horns were still there, but her ears had changed and her chest was something to be proud of, so no one should immediately doubt the lie that she was a half-beast Minotaur. This was the first time she, a dragon, had impersonated another race, so Reina swallowed hard, suppressed her nerves, and stepped in front of them.

"Halt~! You there, horned demi-human! Stop right where you are!"

"Hey, what the hell is this? I was finally having a nice drink~!"

"It's a demi-human."

"Huh? Curfew's in effect at this hour. Is there some idiot who doesn't even know that?"

"How should I know? I didn't call her over."

"Give me a break~!"

Two shabby middle-aged men who looked like gatekeepers. One thrust a spear toward Reina; the other seemed to be his senior, and he didn't even bother picking up the spear leaning against the wall. Judging a person's character from a single moment's attitude wasn't ideal, but the one holding the spear was also thoroughly drunk, so neither of them was handling their job properly.

"Honestly, what kind of stupid bitch tries to enter at this hour… Another street whore? For crying out loud, those ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠syphilitic bitches who can't even afford the citizen tax keep trying to stick their noses into the privileges of proper citizens—"

"Ohoh…"

The two gatekeepers smirked lewdly. Reina's figure, emerging gradually through the dawn fog, was enough to blow half the alcohol out of their systems. When she loosened the shoulder straps she always kept tight, her armor slackened and the volume of her chest came alive. Flawless jade-like skin despite all the battles she must have fought, and those absurdly massive tits. A face that looked strong-willed, yet somehow seductive golden eyes that tickled both men's lust.

"Was there a demi-human whore who looked like that around here? With looks like that, there'd be rumors, but I never heard any…"

"How would I know? Ever since I caught the clap last time and started going to church, I haven't gone near that area."

"But what she's wearing doesn't look like a whore's outfit……"

"Must be from out of town. She doesn't look like she's got the clap, does she?"

"Heh, bet her pussy's pink."

"You idiot. Anyone can see she's got a man. She's probably been fucked so hard her hole flaps around like grilled meat."

"Your tastes are seriously messed up……"

Figuring they had distance on their side, they cackled about whores and STDs at a beauty they'd never met—but Reina's ears caught every word.

How vulgar. Still, it's been so long since I was treated like this. I'm really, really happy~♡

Disgust, anger, and beyond that a dizzying sensation washed over her. She stopped walking and subtly pressed her thighs together. Plenty of far weaker men had sexually harassed her based on her looks before, but that was ancient history. After becoming a national hero, everyone bowed their heads—so the long-missed humiliation made her crotch tingle.

Stay calm. You haven't even started yet.

This was a grand first step for Reina.

Security here wasn't tight, so she could just fly over and go in—but that would defeat the purpose.

"Hey, demi-human! Stop standing there spaced out and come forward!"

"—Understood."

Her skin, acclimated to the dawn air, cooled, and she recovered her composure as she approached the gatekeepers. They reeked of alcohol, their eyes slightly unfocused as they openly scanned her from head to toe.

"Really never seen this demi-human before… and she's a beauty…"

"Hey, you know that if you don't have Orbie citizenship or belong to the Orbie guild, you can't enter at this hour, right?"

"I know."

"Then what's your business?"

"Don't be so harsh. She's this pretty, it'd be a waste… Look, this guy's got a buzz going and seems to be in a bad mood, so I'll handle it instead. What business brings you here?"

"I'm Reina… ahem… Reinare. I just recently settled in Orbie as a resident."

"Huh? A resident?"

"Even gatekeepers don't memorize every face in the city, do they? I only settled here very recently, so of course you don't know me."

"Got anything to prove your identity?"

"Here. A guild card should work, right?"

"…A bronze plate, huh."

Surprise flickered across their faces, then quickly turned mean. A guild plate could serve as ID, but the rank on it could also invite mockery. The bronze plate with the lowest rank of "Iron Ore" instantly marked the strong-looking woman who introduced herself as Reinare as a weakling.

"Looks so fierce, and she's still Iron Ore…"

"I heard there were a lot of adventurers like me here, so I moved. Is that a problem?"

"Misunderstanding. No matter how many of those types our city has, Iron Ore is extremely rare~! Not laughing at you. Ah, seriously, not laughing. Just saying, is all."

"Iron Ore… first time I've seen one in five years."

"That so."

"…Kheheh."

"Kpft—!"

Even as they denied it, both of them were grinning wide open.

So blatant… Is a village full of weaklings this sensitive about rank? Come to think of it, when the Hero dragged me to register at the guild, I started at Silver Ore… I asked for the lowest rank, but this might have stood out a bit too much.

As she reflected on her own miscalculation, the two gatekeepers turned their backs and headed for the guard post beside the gate.

"Hey, we're going to verify the guild card is real and do a body search while we're at it, so follow us."

"A body search?"

"Well, a demi-human we've never seen before is coming in at this hour—you think we'd just check the guild card and say 'okay, go ahead'~?! Don't you even know common sense~?"

"We may not look it, but we work fast, so this might be a bit unpleasant. If you don't want a body search, go to one of those tents over there, sleep quietly, and wait until sunrise."

These bastards got cocky the second they saw my plate.

She took back her earlier thought. Dropping to the lowest rank had been the right choice, she muttered to herself, and headed toward the guard post.

"It'll be pretty uncomfortable for a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠woman—you really okay with this? A body search? If you think we're just going to pat you down over your clothes, you're badly mistaken~?!"

"I have reasons I need to get in, so I'll put up with a little unpleasantness."

"Ooh… if you're prepared, then we can relax too. Please don't thrash around—just let us touch you nice and easy."

"Heh…"

As they entered the large tent built beside the main gate, the two men smirked lewdly. They'd said words of concern for her as a woman, but their tone made it clear they thought they'd hit the jackpot. Revenge for interrupting their drinking, plus a full intention to treat Reina like trash, was written all over them—and Reina herself felt a rush of unpleasantness shoot straight to her nipples, her ass trembling purun♡.

Pervert bastards… only staring at my chest… there's plenty of tastier places too~♡

The tent they called a guard post had only the bare minimum of furniture, basically a night-duty room. Liquor bottles bought from somewhere rolled around, and the roughly rumpled bed and underwear made the place reek of man.

"Nngh~♡ Th-the smell♡"

"Sorry, sorry~! It's full of guys, so cut us some slack on the stink."

"There's a limit, though♡ Ooh, I can smell piss too♡"

"Don't mind it."

Even if you say don't mind it—♡

Reina found the place unbearably unpleasant, yet felt that unpleasantness as pleasure as she stood in the center of the post. Her gaze drifted toward the bright yellow panties scattered here and there—clearly unwashed and unorganized. Fortunately the gatekeepers didn't notice her staring. One pressed a stamp-like object onto the plate she'd handed over to check if it was real or fake, while the other stood in front of Reina for the body search and declared boldly:

"We'll begin the body search now. Everything I do from this point is official duty under the Orbie lord's authority, so don't take it personally."

"Mmph, what am I supposed to do?"

"A demi-human showing up at this ungodly hour—who knows if she's carrying dangerous goods… Right, let's check directly. Starting with these massive weapons of yours~!"

Squeeeeeze~!!

"Kriiiiiiiiii~♡"

Exactly the development she'd expected.

With a lewd grin he shoved his hands inside her chest armor, and grabbing those over-120-cm massive tits wasn't enough.

Squeeeeeze-♡

"Higit?! Th-thi, aaaah, ugh, agahk—♡ Agahaaaaaaaah—♡"

He dug his nails in and wrung her breasts like he meant to burst them. The violent act that seemed ready to twist every bit of Reina's plump flesh naturally forced moans out of her. For Reina the masochist pervert, pain converted into pleasure—if it had been any other woman, it wouldn't have stopped at mere screams.

Squeeeze~♡ Squish-squeeze~♡

"Hwaaaaaah~♡ Gya♡ Agahaaaah♡ Apat♡ Stop iit♡ It huuurts♡"

"What the hell are these weapons? They weren't fake tits?"

Squeeeeeeeeeze~♡

"Kruuung?! Uu! Uh, uhn, ufuh~♡ Krihaaaaah♡ Ugh♡ How could they be faaake♡ You already know, so why are you even saaying♡ Egohaooot♡♡"

Squeeze♡ Squish-squeeze♡

"Huh? If they're not fake, then what? I'm conducting a perfectly serious investigation, so say it with your own mouth."

Squeeeeeeeze~♡

"Egigigigigigit♡ My breasts♡ My real breasts♡ Over 120 cm of my pride and joy, these massive tiits♡ Th-that's enough, right?! I said it! So stop iiiit—♡"

"Stop what. What are these for, and what do people call them again?"

Squeeeeeeeze~♡

"Mhaaauuhn♡ Ngh-gruuuhn♡ You idioot♡ Ob-obviously they're for feeding milk to a baby♡ O-other names are♡ Tits♡ Boob tanks♡ Milk tanks♡ Baby food pouches♡ That's enough now, right~♡ I've said this much, so you get it, dooon't you♡"

"What, it hurts that much? I heard demi-humans who look like cows are tougher than that."

"Krihg, uh, egigik… ugh…♡ Anyone would hurt if you grab them like thiiis♡"

"Heh, you hiding something in here?"

"Nooo♡ You can tell from touching theeem♡"

"How am I supposed to believe that?"

"Krit?!"

Even he seemed to think he'd gone too far, so his grip loosened a little compared to before—but he didn't pull his hands out. He still fondled her chest however he pleased, and Reina put on a show of anger while her voice was pure delight.

"How is this an inspectioon~♡ Nngh♡"

"Aang~?! Of course it's an inspection! There might be goods banned from the territory, right? So don't think weird thoughts and quietly put both hands up! Or do you want to get punished?! You demi-human bitch with nothing but big tits!!"

Squeeeeeeeeeze~♡

"M-uh, uuh… th… nngh……!! Krit♡ Krihaugh… kri, hi, ieu, kriheuk♡"

He kneaded a woman's breasts like clay however he wanted, then dug into her underwear hunting for her nipples. Dirty handprints were surely left bright red across Reina's prized 120-cm massive tits. A lingering sting, tears threatening to spill—but more than that, Reina was desperate not to let them discover she was a pervert, and fortunately she wasn't caught right away.

"What are you doing? Suspicious… should we just take you into custody?"

Squeeze♡

"Muuuuuung~♡ I'm not suspicious♡ My tits are completely saafe~♡"

"Then why won't you listen? You really are hiding something in here, aren't you?!"

Even as the pain of her breasts being crushed and the humiliation sent bone-deep joy through her, she worked hard not to show it. Normally she wouldn't have offered her body to men like this—she'd have turned them into minced meat on the spot—but she exhaled rough breaths, trembled with humiliation, then slowly spread her fingers and raised both hands above her head.

"Nngh♡ Fuh♡ A-alright…! Like this, okay~?! If I stick my chest out like this, you'll be gentle, riiight~♡ Hnnh♡ Ufuhhn♡"

She glared sharply at them, clenched her teeth to endure the shame, swept her red hair back, and raised both hands above her proud horns—thrusting her chest forward, the tall, busty beauty Reina. Sticky hands that hadn't been properly washed even on duty finally burrowed into her underwear and began a full-on lewd inspection, but her lips only curled higher.

"Heheh… a demi-human who takes instructions well. Good. Since you came along so obediently, I'll mess you up like a proper gentleman."

"Kriheuh~♡ I said don't mess me uup~♡"

Thanks to that, a flattering voice slipped out unbidden.

She hadn't been caught yet, but it was only a matter of time before the mask fell…

Aha, ah, how are the gatekeepers already bastards like thiiis~♡ Nngh♡ Ufuhhn♡ Damn iiiit~♡ Nnh♡

The same dawn she had exposed her defeat-addicted masochist nature to the Hero's party.

The masochist dragon who had finished preparing herself decided to take the first step toward throwing her life away—by receiving her first humiliation from bottom-rung gatekeepers far inferior to her.