Pussy Mare Reina VS Pussy Jester Hero — Behind the Scenes
Evening.
The gorilla sighed.
Unlike his son Tanjelo, the head of the Tripoli family, Ozel Tripoli, was a massive man thick with black hair like a gorilla. Beside him sat Noa, a dark-elf beauty with long black hair gathered behind her head. The guests had not yet arrived for dinner. Having taken his seat first, he let out a short sigh and allowed a sharp expression he never showed his son to surface on his face.
"Who would have thought my idiot son's woman would end up looking like that… Gahaha… Gahaha…… Tch… I can't even laugh. I told them to make her obedient, but I never ordered them to turn her into a crazy bitch who sucks her father-in-law's cock, did I?"
"My apologies. However, I thought you would like it. After all, she is the Hero who even slew the Demon King. I hoped Your Lordship might also wish to taste a hero's pussy just once. Or was that excessive spectacle simply not to Your Lordship's taste?"
"I never said I disliked it. It is to my taste. The way a woman flatters like a fool, the way she makes a spectacle of herself—it feels as if she finally understands a female's place, and that pleases me. My son inherited my blood, so he must have liked it too. Even if he looks weak, he must have been bottling a great deal up; he was utterly merciless with the hole he used to relieve stress, wasn't he?"
"Yes. Once the switch flipped, he handled women with a skill that resembled Your Lordship's. Even after the drugs wore off and the Hero's appearance became 'like that,' he was only startled at first. Once he had a woman who would do anything he ordered, watching him gradually shed his shell was truly a pleasure."
"How long do you think it will take Tanjelo to pull his own weight?"
"Until his common sense matches the Tripoli family's, about a month. As long as the Hero is there, his sadism will keep surfacing, so the change may come even faster. He seems to have a fetish for watching his own woman fall apart even more than Your Lordship does. Honestly, we should be thanking the Hero for that part."
"That much was well done. Well done, but……"
He took a short swallow of liquor.
Puhh.
He exhaled the fine aroma past his lips and propped his chin on his hand.
"…We nearly got caught. I gave my wife a look so she would shut her mouth, but if things had gone even slightly wrong, he would have learned that his own mother is a toothless sex slave."
"He has probably noticed, vaguely. Look at the Hero's state. She has already become a human of irredeemable spectacle, and the fact that he does not scold her for it is because he himself is enjoying it."
"Is that really enough? What about romance? I heard he loved her, but is he only looking at her as a sexual object now? If he sees her only as a sexual object, there is a high chance he will break the engagement once he grows bored. If that is the case, shouldn't we tidy up her outfit?"
"No, that is not it. When the Hero is out of her mind and clowning around, she is a tool for filling his sadism. When the drugs wear off a little and she sporadically comes to her senses, she and Tanjelo engage in embarrassingly sweet romance. Either way, her outfit stays the same, so from the side it looks ridiculous—but both of them are serious."
"Well, she is a clown… Even I find it absurd, so I wonder what my idiot son is thinking…… From what I hear, they fed her so many drugs that she is developing a dual personality. Am I right?"
"Yes. That suddenly emerged perverted attitude is probably a kind of defense mechanism to protect the rest of her personality."
"……And the marriage?"
"Even looking like that, her beauty has not faded. When a beauty of that caliber makes such a spectacle of herself and whispers, 'I'm doing this for you,' Tanjelo's personality made him fall for it completely. Thanks to that, he is forcing onto the Hero everything he has suppressed until now. The Hero herself is growing so confused about which side is her true self that she has developed deep affection for Tanjelo, who cherishes and loves her…… Whether she has completely lost it or not, she even learned a funny magic trick just recently. All so she could make Tanjelo laugh, she says."
"At that point, hasn't the Hero been bottling something up as well?"
"A journey to slay the Demon King must have left stress she was not even aware of. Although she has become a ridiculous sight, she herself is somehow trying to accept it, so if we push a little harder she will become the finest clown our family could ask for."
"Ha… Originally I had planned to give Tanjelo a more demure wife, and the one he finally got looks like that…… The mansion is going to get noisy……"
"It is a spectacle no one else will ever get to see. Let us think of it as our family's privilege and enjoy it. No matter how much credit she has for slaying the Demon King, in the end she was just a female with a pussy, and we are the ones controlling her—doesn't that make you dizzy with excitement?"
"…If only we had succeeded while the Demon King was still alive."
"That is meaningless regret. The drug training succeeded because the Demon King was dead and the Hero's wariness had dropped to rock bottom. If we had tried something like this while her wariness was at maximum, we would have been killed in an instant."
"When you put it that way, anything I say just becomes empty noise… Gahaha… Gahaha…"
As Ozel knocked back one cup after another, Noa drew close and rubbed his cock in invitation, but he paid it no particular mind and ignored her touch until the guests arrived. She chuckled beside him and enjoyed the reaction of the man who deliberately ignored her; having claimed to have served this family for centuries, she had clearly been in this kind of relationship with him since long, long ago.
"Gaha… The Demon King is gone, so you must be feeling lonely too. Just in case, let me ask—did you turn the Hero into that state out of revenge against him?"
"He is the one who left me abandoned in this family for centuries. At this point I no longer know which side I am on. Honestly, I have developed affection for Tanjelo. It feels like only yesterday I was changing his dirty diapers."
"Is that so… And yet when I was young you never accepted my confession. And now, with that same attitude, you fondle my cock and try to seduce me… You really are a funny woman."
"Your Lordship is a target for sexual relief; Tanjelo is an object of romantic feeling. There is a slight difference there."
"Who would have thought I would have my first love stolen by my own son. I have a wife now so it is fine, but if this had been the old days I might have cried."
"…Are you giving me permission?"
"If I said no, you would leave the mansion, wouldn't you? Even if you spent centuries as a spy for the Demon King's army in our family… well, in the end you accomplished nothing, did you? You never swallowed the family, and you are essentially a failed spy who has been forgotten on the other side as well—where exactly would you go? Even if you found the remnants and joined them, they would not even know who you are."
"That is true. I even doubt whether my name is still on any roster. Thanks to that, I have only polished my maid skills. Life truly is full of twists… The family that was once enemy territory is now my home."
"Gahaha… The official wife must be the Hero, so I will forgive you as a concubine. I will make time after today's business is finished and inform Tanjelo of the details, so do not pester me now—endure it."
"Understood. Then……"
With those words finished, men guided by the maids came walking into the dining hall. He felt sorry for Tanjelo, but this was entertainment the boy himself had wanted and permitted, so he had not been allowed to attend. This was a drug-trafficking site in the first place; having a son who had not yet been told the full truth present would only be inconvenient.
"Whoa~! As expected of a nobleman~! You live in an incredible place!"
"Thanks to you, all the grime I had built up has washed right off."
"If you gentlemen enjoy yourselves, that is good for me as well. Gahaha… I have caused Alex a great deal of trouble myself. Please give him my regards when you return."
"Of course we will. Ah, do you stand on ceremony? Shall we greet you again properly?"
"Thieves have a thief's way of doing things, nobles have a noble's way among themselves, and right now we have met for the purpose of smuggling drugs, so we are nothing to each other. Therefore, do not worry about such things. Gahahahaha!!!"
"You really are a magnanimous man."
"Hahaha~!"
The thieves who entered the dining hall were guided by the maids and plopped down into empty seats. Instead of the long table normally used, a short table short enough for the family head to shake hands across it was laid with a light dinner suitable for evening, and the three of them slowly built their mood while discussing Alex's recent news and the quality and effects of the drugs they had cultivated this time. They were not complete strangers, so conversation came easily, and the family head in particular had plenty of material to talk about, so he mixed easily even with thieves. In the midst of that, the conversation gradually turned to a certain topic.
"Did you meet my son?"
"Earlier we ran into him while he was wandering around looking for some woman. He asked who we were, so we made the excuse that we were merchants, but he gave us eyes that clearly did not believe us…"
"Gahaha… I told him to wait at the mansion, but it seems he could not even wait that long and came into the main house. Just as Noa said, he is completely smitten with that woman. Our tastes differ, so if my own wife looked like that I would have lost all affection for her~! Gahahaha!!"
"What are you talking about?"
"Well, you will find out soon enough."
"……?"
They did not understand, but they did not ask and simply knocked back their liquor.
It was good liquor.
The men drinking with Ozel seemed to be doing so for the first time in a long while; their pace of drinking grew faster and faster until they were soon flushed, and just as all three of them were about to light cigarettes together to test the drugs' effects, Noa bowed her head deeply.
"It seems the other side has finished preparations as well. Then, as planned, we will have a spectacle contest between the Tripoli family's pussy clown and the Pig-Head Bandits' pussy mare."
"Oh, we are fine over here, so introduce the mare first. Ever since I heard the story earlier I have been dying of curiosity about what kind of bitch dragged a carriage for five days. Surely her pussy has not been ruined, has it? Common sense says it cannot still be fine. Gahahaha!"
"And yet, surprisingly…"
"Oh?"
—Click♡
From the entrance of the dining hall, the horse-masked sow carefully appeared step by step, her high heels ringing out proudly with every footfall.
"Prrrrrrrrngh~♡ Prrrrrrrrrrrrngh~♡ Puhh♡ Hooofhhh~♡"
Her body had been cleaned, but her outfit was unchanged from the morning. She was naked, hands bound behind her back, face hidden by a horse mask—a foolish sight. Just this morning the horns had made the mask bulge a little, but whether she had applied polymorph or something similar, she had temporarily hidden the horns and was now perfectly mimicking a mare. She herself had complained, but resting in the stable must have helped; her stamina had recovered enough that she could use magic again.
"Prrrheeeeeeeengh~!!"
Crunch!
Moreover, she deliberately crushed the carrot that had been jammed into her pussy with a crunch♡ and discharged the pieces onto the floor with a clatter.
A rag pussy?
A rag it might be, but the tightness was still intact.
"Hoh… That hole pulled a carriage for five whole days… Gahaha! The world really is wide! There are so many good women!"
"Of course. She is the mare our band of thieves is proud of."
"Seeing how lively she is after just one day of rest, I almost feel like we can torment her again on the way back~?"
"—Phrhrrrrrl?! Rrrrrrrrk!!!!"
Apparently that was going too far; her flustered state was obvious. Her stamina had recovered, true, but starting today she clearly wanted to rest properly, and she stuck her hips out and swayed them at them as if coquetting. Because she had just performed a strength show of crushing a carrot with her pussy, orange juice spurted♡ out.
"Phrheeeee~♡ Phrheeeeeeeengh~♡ Eung♡ Euueeeengh~♡"
"Hey, hey. It was a joke."
"Carrot juice is dripping from your pussy, so do not shove it this way~!"
"P-Phrh~♡ Prrrrr♡ Prrrrrrr♡"
Relieved by those words, she was drawn by the maids' clapping up onto a temporary platform right in front of the table. It looked like a temporary wooden stage for tap dancing, made by joining quality wooden boards. Two of them had been prepared—not only for Reina but also for the clown who would face her—and at Noa's call the other figure appeared.
"Then allow me to introduce her to our guests. The pride of our Tripoli family, the next family head's daughter-in-law, and a devoted wife who will do anything for her beloved husband—the pussy clown makes her entrance."
""Ooooooh~!""
Clap clap clap clap clap.
The two men clapped in time with Noa's hand movements to build the mood. Standing on the stage, Reina could not see ahead and could only make breathing sounds of "Purrrrrl♡," listening to the sound of her opponent approaching.
"Oh, is that for real."
"So that is a pussy clown… Whoa, what an embarrassingly shameless bitch."
"Reina is naked so that is one thing, but… that really is……"
"Is she deliberately trying to look like an idiot…?"
The first thing that reached her ears was the two men's ridicule. Just like Reina she appeared with clicking footsteps, but those were the sound of shoes. Moreover her mouth was not sealed; she bent at the waist and greeted them in a clear, bright voice.
"Family Head Ozel, my proud father-in-law, the pussy clown has arrived as summoned~. What kind of foolish show shall I put on for you today~? Ahat♡"
She finished the greeting and straightened her waist. Standing properly in the correct posture she had learned overnight, even while remaining still her greatly enlarged clitoris was visible. Unlike Reina, who recovered quickly no matter how she was tormented, the marks of that earlier torment remained on this one; her clitoris alone was far larger and longer than Reina's.
"Pussy clown. The two gentlemen here are today's guests. Now, show them the proud tricks you have polished for your husband."
"Ahahahat♡ Ahat♡ Understood, Head Maid♡ Then, simply… Eiit-♡ Pussy Firework Show-♡"
Fwoooosh!!!
"Huuuh?!"
As a greeting, the pussy clown spread her pussy with her fingers and, while swaying her elongated clitoris, ignited fireworks from it.
Spin spin♡ Spin spin♡
When she swayed her hips in that state, the clitoris spun round and round♡
The flames attached to the clitoris also spun round and round♡
She opened with a rat-fireworks game that could be performed with a pussy and left a powerful first impression.
"Pu-Pussy, firewoorks~♡ Hooooooouuungh♡ Ohhoongh♡ Hot♡ Euuuuungh♡ Eeeoongh♡ Ehaaaaaaa~♡"
Her laughter, her actions, her outfit, even her makeup—everything was vulgar.
Already at this point there was nothing left by which one could recognize her as the Hero.
""Uoooooh…?!""
They were startled, asking whether it did not burn since she had lit fire on her clitoris, but Noa shook her head.
"Fufu, she really is a well-made clown, is she not?"
The golden bob she had once styled prettily to look good for her husband had been pulled into twin tails like a little girl's, by whose hand no one knew. Against her mature face and figure, the short-tied golden twin tails alone carried a strange sense of shame. Moreover her face was painted white. A red clown nose. The area around her eyes was painted black so that the excessive makeup made her stand out like a whore, and the three-colored (black/white/red) clown outfit she wore had the important parts cut away, with bells tied to her nipples that jangled jangle jangle♡ jangle jangle♡ noisily.
This was the woman who would become some noble's wife.
A woman who could never refuse her husband—who would rather throw away even her human rights if it would make him laugh—who had been steeped in drugs until something important as a person had flown away—a broken woman created in a short time by the hands of the maid called Noa.
"P-Prrrrr~??"
In the midst of all this, Reina grew restless at the familiar voice. Her mouth was blocked so she could not even ask anything and had to stand at a distance; in the end she could do nothing about the situation. No matter how much of a chewed-up rag and a pervert Reina was, the idea that her precious comrade and former leader, the Hero, was being treated as a pussy clown with her important parts blatantly exposed and ignored right in front of her nose was something she could not even dare to imagine.
"Pussy clown. Stop the firework show. Love juices are splashing onto the guests' seats."
"Y-Yeees~! Head Maid~! Eut, I still cannot control this side… Hoo~!"
Thud!
"Heuuut~! Hook~! Hook~! Hoooooot~! Hooooooooot~! Heuuuuuoooooot~!"
Spread wide~♡ Flare flare~♡
"Euhyat, it stings?! My clit is burning!!! My clit is burning~! Ut, attaching oil really was a mistake!!! Uuuuut~! Hoooooot!!! Hooooook!!! Hoooooooooooooot~! Hooooooooot!!! Hoooooooot~!! Please go out! Please go oooout!!!"
"What the hell is that~!"
"Is that for real?! Ahahahat!"
"Hiiiiiiiiiiik~! Hoooooot~! Hooooooooot~!! Hpuhooooooooooooooot!!!! Hut, huut?! Haaaaaa, hhat, it finally went out~!"
The pussy clown hurriedly plopped down on her rear, squatted on the floor, thrust her pussy forward, and blew the flames off her clitoris with her breath. Whether this was acting or she had truly set fire to her clit, either way it was a filthy, idiotic act, and the thieves laughed loudly at her.
"Ut, it got a little burned… Euu… It stings… Lick lick-♡ Lick liiick-♡"
"Ahahahahahaha!!!"
"You are flexible enough to put your lips on your own clit and suck it~!"
"Mfhhung♡ Muuh♡ Clit fellatio is basic, you knooow♡ A big-titted mare like that could never do it~♡"
This very ridicule and contempt was the turning point of today's match. Already off to a good start, the Hero smiled happily, and Noa smiled thinly as well.
"You heard the story, yes? If you win here today, we will hide everything about how you sucked His Lordship's cock yesterday and begged for forgiveness. Of course, today's events as well. That man seems to have a strong sense of possessiveness regarding his wife, so if he finds out you sucked His Lordship's cock… you already know what would happen, do you not?"
"Heuuuut~♡ The only reason I struck my beloved's cock♡ was to apologize for it♡ I poured my heart into serving my father-in-law's massive cock with my mouth-pussy, that is all~♡"
"You are still not at the level where you can understand such things. Really, one wrong move and it would be divorce, you know?"
"Aaaah~♡ I hate divorce♡ I will absolutely not lose♡ I am the woman who suits my husband best♡ Every time my beloved husband laughs I become happy too, so I do this kind of thing♡ So that I can continue working as a clown from now on as well♡ Please, please forgive me~♡"
"Then make these guests laugh. They are rather important trading partners… You would not want to become a wife who brings shame upon the family, would you?"
"I understand~♡ I will show you pussy tricks with all my heart, so please enjoy them to the fullest♡ Eiiiiit~♡ Eit~♡"
Juuuuuuuuuuurrr~♡
Suddenly she thrust her index and thumb into her urethra, and from there flags of various nations came pouring out in a stream…
"Oh, that is long~!"
"So that is why she is a pussy clown."
"Right! Haha, this is fun~!"
"Ahahahaha~♡ Thank you~♡ This is my first time performing for others so I am nervous; please treat any small mistakes as charm~♡ Eit♡ Eit♡"
The Hero pulled the flags out one after another while obscenely sticking out her tongue. Then, still in the posture of extracting flags, she raised her other hand and even flashed a peace sign—including the golden twin tails, the whole sight was so embarrassing that the viewers felt ashamed for her. Thanks to that, no one noticed that the peace sign was completely identical to a certain perverted mare's victory sign, and they puffed on their drug cigarettes and laughed loudly to fully enjoy the pussy clown's pussy-trick show.
"Then I will show the next act! Heeh, what a relief~. Looking at that woman's perverted appearance and how she is doing nothing, nine times out of ten I will win."
"Phrululuut?!"
In the middle of that, the true feelings that slipped out made the perverted mare furious.
Huh? That voice sounds familiar somehow? Come to think of it, if this is Tripoli, that is where the Hero was going to marry into— she thought, and just as she was one step away from the answer, Reina's thoughts were cut off cleanly.
"Hey, Reina-re~! You show some tricks too~!"
"Do not lose to a stupid clown who just lights fire on her clit~!"
"If you lose we will make you pull the carriage with your pussy again!!"
"Do you want to suffer like a dog on the way back too~?!"
Moreover, even her comrades' threats.
Her stamina was already at its limit; any more pussy-carriage work was impossible.
"Prrrrrrrrrrut~! Prrrrrrrrr~!"
The masochist dragon who believed without doubt that she was number one when it came to perversion stopped thinking and decided to throw herself into this spectacle show. Once again she bared her fangs at her former leader, the Hero. Unlike their first meeting, this time it was not a physical fight but merely a contest between two idiots who had thrown away even their human rights—yet ironically it became a fight in which her pride boiled even more fiercely than back then.
The pussy clown who had sucked her father-in-law's cock and apologized in order to marry into Tripoli after striking Tanjelo's cock.
Reina, who for five days had dragged a pussy-carriage and, under the pretext of wanting to use her convulsing pussy, had been subjected to breeding presses all night.
I cannot lose. I am going to marry Tanjelo. The only person I have ever flattered with my pussy like this is that guy, so I cannot marry anywhere else now. —But. Why did I try to marry into this place again? ……I do not know. Who cares about reasons, you idiot. Anyway, right now I have to marry Tanjelo. I have to become a good wife. Tanjelo is a good man who smiles even at someone like me. So I also have to become a good wife… wife… or else? I… I…… Huh, huh? A good man? Aaaah, right, Tanjelo is a good husband… a good husband… a good husband… a lovely husband……
I cannot lose. No matter how much I love masochistic play, if I pull a pussy-carriage any more than this, the pussy I am supposed to offer Boss Alex will be ruined. More than anything, to fulfill the boss's dream I have to hurry back and dispose of that father-or-whatever guy, so I do not have time to waste stamina. This time I will endure my lust, push aside that clown-or-whatever bitch, rest thoroughly, then go back and finish the assassination request.
Either way, losing meant the end.
A pussy contest they could not afford to lose.
The spectacle show on which both women's pussy circumstances hung began.