Chapter 172: Rescue
Chapter 172: Rescue
While Jaejin was venting a messy ejaculation into the new Cow-Girl he had met at the ranch, his companions were gathered in the ancient castle of Verita, the demon capital, assessing the situation.
"Unnie, will Jaejin be okay?"
"The mana detection from the choker is still normal. However..."
The atmosphere among Lena, Sheryl, and Nia, gathered in Lena’s office, was heavy and somber.
Sheryl and Nia, who had rushed back upon hearing the unprecedented news of Jaejin’s disappearance, spoke of the grim tidings, and Lena’s expression grew darker than ever.
"Just as it was with Florence, I can't be certain if there's someone of a higher rank than me by his side."
"That’s... we have to send a rescue team immediately...!"
Sheryl burned with more determination than ever as she brainstormed ways to save Jaejin, while Lena had to soothe her own racing heart and organize her thoughts calmly.
"But who could have possibly kidnapped Master...?"
Amidst the tension, Nia, the only one maintaining her composure, asked the question that had been bothering her. It was a question about the fundamental reason this kidnapping was even possible.
"Only Melia and the others knew we went to the spring. It’s unclear if the royal palace’s detection picked us up, but everyone was sleeping near Jaejin. If there had been an intruder, we would have known."
To deceive the eyes and ears of everyone present, the culprit would have to be not just an elder-level figure, but a leader of a race. However, as far as they knew, no such leader-class individual would personally involve themselves in such a task.
"As for a traitor, Mari said she read the thoughts of everyone at the spring and found no such inkling. Even when I surveyed the area with my Mind's Eye, there weren't even proper tracks left behind..."
The group, unable to find even a footprint despite the four of them scouting, had split into two teams. Sheryl and Nia were receiving help through Lena, while Mari and Melia remained at the spring to scout the surrounding areas they hadn't yet searched.
Just as everyone was racking their brains over a disappearance that defied common sense, Lena realized that Jaejin’s movement, tracked through the choker, had stopped.
"It seems Jaejin-nim has stopped somewhere. The direction... it’s not toward the Gloriana Kingdom. It looks to be roughly in between."
As the movement that had been shifting slightly finally came to a halt, Lena grasped the general direction and marked it on the map Nia had brought.
"Sheryl, Nia-nim, please head out first. Wollyeon-ssi should be free, so please go with her."
"Understood. I’ll definitely find Jaejin, so trust me and wait, Unnie."
"Master is an irreplaceable, important person... I will save him even if it costs me my life."
Watching the two of them steel their resolve with burning fighting spirit, Lena felt a renewed sense of pride in the footprints Jaejin had left behind.
When he first arrived here, he had no one but her. Now, she was heartened by the fact that he had companions willing to risk their lives for him.
"But Unnie... aren't you coming?"
"No, I’ll trust you and the others this time. Instead, Sheryl, will you take this?"
Lena, still unable to shake her worry, handed Sheryl a bracelet. It was a charming piece made of twisted thread, looking as though Lena had crafted it herself.
"This is insurance. If something happens that you cannot handle, break it without hesitation."
"I’ll save Jaejin without having to use this, so don't worry."
This time, she would be a reliable lover and a proud younger sister. Sheryl left the office with a firm vow, and Nia followed, nodding to Lena.
After the two left, Lena sank into her chair, contemplating the worst-case scenarios—extreme situations like an all-out war—before shaking her head and quietly calling out her lover's name.
"Please be safe, Jaejin-nim."
*
While his companions were setting out on their search with grim determination, Jaejin was heading deeper into the ranch with Grisha.
Naked, with a stiff erection, Jaejin walked under the gazes of the Cow-Girls. He considered it a stroke of luck that he had hidden his Demonization all day, which drew less attention.
Ever since he met the Alraune, Romi, Jaejin had been hiding the giant cock that charmed women. This was because his massive member didn't only have advantages.
If he had shown a performance capable of charming an Alraune on the spot, there was no telling what kind of state he would be in, held captive by her.
Having learned the side effects of the charm through his giant cock firsthand, Jaejin understood it was better to walk a fine line and keep a low profile. This led to the current scene.
"Grisha, who is this boy? He’s so cute! ♡"
"His cock is wagging just like a tail. How adorable! ♡"
"Are you excited because you saw our breasts? Little one, do you want big sister to give you some mommy's milk~?"
Every Cow-Girl he met would thrust their breasts—larger even than a Lust Demon's—at him and flirt, but they didn't show more interest than necessary.
It was easy to guess that if his cock had been in its Demonized state, he would have been pinned down and ravished by their flesh before he could even walk through the ranch.
"They’re really making a fuss, aren't they? Auntie will apologize on their behalf. Everyone’s just excited because they rarely see a cute boy like you, Jaejin. ♡"
Grisha held Jaejin’s hand tightly, comforting him as he seemed embarrassed by the flirtations. However, she didn't know that Jaejin wasn't embarrassed, but rather agonizing over suppressing his arousal.
Having such a fine female right next to him and being unable to pull out the long cock that could satisfy her was a source of immense pain for Jaejin.
Amidst his internal struggle, the two arrived at Grisha’s house. It was a simple home with modest furnishings, suggesting she lived alone.
"It’s a bit humble, isn't it? My daughters have all married off to other ranches. I live alone now."
Jaejin flinched at the mention of daughters. As he had predicted from her aura and way of speaking, she really was a married woman. Entering her house alone gave him an inexplicable thrill.
Between earlier and now, it was clear she was also subtly hoping for a lewd development. In a situation that could only be interpreted that way, Jaejin felt his last bit of patience to hold back his Demonization slipping away, and the moment to make a decision arrived.
"Well, Auntie has to step out for a bit. I’ll be back before dinner, so don't worry and make yourself at home."
"Do you have work? I’ll help you then."
"Oh my, thank you for the thought, but it’s okay. It’s... a bit embarrassing to say, but today is the day I get held by the Ranch Owner... it happens once a month... ♡"
Perhaps because she had already let him masturbate with her breasts, Grisha spoke of sexual matters without hesitation, though she blushed belatedly in anticipation of the coming mating.
Although the population of Cow-Girls was overwhelmingly female, it was a typical male-dominated society. This ranch was also managed by a single Uin who served as the farm owner and ruled over the Cow-Girls.
Their job was to hold the voluptuous bodies of the Cow-Girls with their average 21-centimeter cocks, providing regular sexual pleasure to ensure breast milk production.
Jaejin realized how everything clicked into place after hearing Grisha’s detailed explanation, which she gave as if soothing a pestering child.
The reason the Cow-Girls hadn't shown that much sexual interest in him was that their sexual needs were being consistently met by a superior male, the Uin.
That was why these women, full of maternal instinct, only found Jaejin cute and didn't show emotions beyond that.
To them, Jaejin—whose erection was barely the length of a finger—only warranted that much affection.
He felt a surge of jealousy at her behavior, judging a person solely by the size of their cock. He hated the idea of her going to meet another man and leaving him behind.
"N-no, stay with me, Grisha-ssi..."
"Mmm, what should I do... Auntie really has to go today..."
Grisha agonized between her instincts as a Cow-Girl and her maternal instincts as a mother with a child. Even if a Cow-Girl wasn't pregnant, she could produce milk, but that required receiving sufficient sexual pleasure on a regular basis.
As the one-month cycle came to an end, she was currently burning with sexual desire, though she was restraining herself in front of Jaejin. If she missed today, she would not only have to endure another month, but it would also hinder her milk production.
She had no other alternative. Her pussy, already adjusted to the size of a Uin, could never be satisfied by a mediocre cock.
With this boy’s meager cock, she could never reach a climax intense enough to produce breast milk. It wasn't the boy's fault, of course. Most humans were of a size that could hardly compare to a Uin's.
"I'm sorry, Jaejin... Auntie really has to go to—... Huh?"
As Grisha turned to ask for Jaejin’s understanding, she saw something strange. In the place where a meager, substandard cock should have been, there was suddenly a monster that made the Ranch Owner’s look like a joke.
Even the gallant Uin who had come to mate and sow their seeds before had never been this long, this thick, or this perfect.
"Do you... feel like staying with me now?"
The male pheromones stinging her sensitive nose slowly paralyzed her reason. Her instincts as a Cow-Girl judged Jaejin to be a far superior male than someone like the Ranch Owner.
Throb, throb. As her womb began to quiver, she opened the door to her bedroom—a place she hadn't even allowed the Ranch Owner to enter.
"Would you... come this way?"
Having suddenly changed her attitude, she discarded her kind, motherly persona and transformed into a female craving carnal lust.
Her room was modest, as expected of a woman living alone, but it was permeated with the scent of milk, typical of a Cow-Girl. Climbing onto the bed, she knelt and invited Jaejin to join her.
"Will you give me... a chance to serve you, since I failed to recognize such a distinguished person? Please..."
Her tone had become remarkably polite, dripping with reverence for his cock. Jaejin climbed onto the bed with a slightly dazed expression.
"Now, don't lie on my lap, but here... yes, like that... ♡"
Jaejin took the position according to her guidance. As he sat with his buttocks pulled tight against her lap and leaned back on the bed, what she wanted became crystal clear.
"My goodness... I can't believe it’s this big..."
Faced with an overwhelming size that couldn't be grasped by sight alone, Grisha pressed her prized breasts directly against it, comparing it to the Ranch Owner’s.
Surprised by the long cock that poked through her massive breasts, yet unable to tear her eyes away, she looked back and forth between Jaejin and his member, her slit eyes slightly opening.
"I hope my humble body and service please you... ♡"
Scanning Jaejin with eyes that had turned into heart shapes, Grisha began to slowly move her breasts.