The Girl Who Loved the Black Horse (9)
I decided I still couldn't tell Danae about what had happened, so I resolved to keep that particular incident under wraps. I also explained everything to Tetis and begged her forgiveness. She said she couldn't fully forgive what had taken place, but after I apologized over and over, she honestly conceded that Achilles's rampage had been the real problem, and somehow we managed to clear the air between us.
Turning nymphs and dryads into enemies would have been an absolute nightmare, so I was genuinely relieved. I even apologized to the forest nymphs who'd suffered through the stench of dung, and they graciously accepted. Apparently what had bothered them more than the smell was the fact that I, a human, had only sought permission from the dryads. In the end they gave their blessing, so I thought I was free of immediate worries.
Instead, a new problem presented itself…
"Hey. Hurry up and turn into a horse."
"…Have you finally lost it?"
—This. Exactly this.
She freaked out thinking a shota had raped her, and now look! In the end, this woman really is a Greek hero through and through!
Achilles had become a guest of the temple after receiving Danae's permission. She'd honestly confessed everything that had happened during the battle—excluding the pregnancy—apologized for wounding my little sister, and said she wanted to help with temple work while getting to know the place. Honestly, she was no help at all.
She had so little feminine grace that greeting guests was impossible, and cooking was out of the question. She was good at heavy labor alongside Epiphos, so I put her on that, but she skipped work constantly—and whenever she found a free moment, she'd come running to me demanding, "Become a black horse!", craving intense bestial sex. That part was a massive problem.
"C-can't you do it as a human?"
"As a human? Impossible! My pussy got molded to that size! Your thing did this to me! Do you have any idea how hard it was when that thing skewered me?! Thanks to you, nothing but that huge, thick—?!"
"Shh! Shut your mouth! Someone's going to hear!"
"Mmphhh—!"
Achilles's voice was truly enormous. It shook the entire temple. Conversations like this had already happened several times, and the servants brushing past us shot us cold looks as they went. They whispered especially about my lower half—and unfortunately, when I was in child form, my little thing was no different from any other kid's. Still, suspicious rumors about a horse cock hanging between my legs kept spreading, which was troublesome in every possible way.
…Seriously, stop.
Don't look at me like that!
And stop whispering, "Lord Perseus is quite the specimen down there too"!
Entertainment was scarce in this era, so gossip was one of life's greatest pleasures. If people overheard a secret conversation between a still-young boy master and a beautiful girl with firm thighs, they were not the type to keep their mouths shut. Thanks to these suspicious exchanges, Danae's suspicions had clearly been raised—I could see blonde hair watching me warily from far beyond a pillar.
She's watching again…?!
And there were two of them!
The mother and daughter peeking only their heads out from behind the pillar were the culprits!
…Was it weird that I found that cute?
I'd been working hard to keep things discreet, but Achilles was the problem. Despite being the rape victim and I the perpetrator, she kept coming to me at every opportunity, rubbing her body against mine and whining for it, and that part alone was a disaster. Danae in particular had a look in her eyes that clearly said, "Just what is your relationship with that woman?"
"My, what seems to be the matter here?"
"Lady Tetis…"
In the middle of all that, a saving hand appeared. Tetis, who knew about my relationship with Danae, slipped into view, exchanged a few brief words with the mother and daughter hiding behind the pillar, and then vanished off into the distance. Since Achilles had started helping at the temple, Tetis had naturally started helping as well—though she wasn't deliberately covering for us. She'd simply taken a liking to Danae from the start and had spoken to her without thinking.
"Your mother is truly beautiful. I can understand why you lost control and took her."
"Don't talk like you understand when you're an outsider. I still don't understand it myself."
"You didn't do it with Danae in that form?"
"I already told you last time I didn't! I never even thought of it! You're the first one I ever did that with!"
"…Hehe."
She flushed pink.
What the hell is she blushing about?! Which part of that did she like?!
I felt like I understood Adanasia Achilles and yet didn't understand her at all. Since coming to this era, the only other time my emotions had been this turbulent was when I'd gone to the Underworld. I decided Greek women must simply have something wrong with their heads, gave up on understanding, and tried to leave to get back to work—only for Achilles's slender hand to seize my shoulder and drag me off somewhere.
"What the hell are you doing? I still have work."
"That 'work' of yours is just drawing and carrying water, right? So you've already finished everything important, haven't you? As far as I know, guiding the people who come to pay respects to Lord Hades is your last task of the day."
For someone who skipped work constantly, her powers of observation were sharp—I was startled that she'd already memorized my entire daily routine. My flustered reaction only confirmed it for her, and she grinned slyly as she pressed her cheek close, which was both adorable and irritating. If she'd been ugly it might have been different, but her looks rivaled a goddess's, so I nearly found myself going soft on her without meaning to.
"Then rest with me. You're the eldest son here anyway. Nobody's going to scold you for not drawing a little water."
"I have to set an example so I can scold other people with a clear conscience later."
"Ugh~! Must be nice being so diligent! Because of you, Mother Tetis keeps telling me to be more like you, and my ears are about to fall off! At first she hated you so much! But lately she won't shut up about it whenever she's bored, and it's driving me insane!"
"…………"
Maybe the problem is just that you're lazy?
I was starting to understand Tetis's hardships.
Why on earth had this one been born a woman?
"Anyway~! I still haven't told Danae, but the truth is I'm your wife! Your principal wife, even?! So pay some attention to me!"
"Ha, fine. What are you, a child, throwing a tantrum?"
"You're the child here!"
She flew into a rage, threatening, "If you keep ignoring me, I'll spill everything!", so I finally nodded and let her lead me wherever she wanted to go.
Where the hell is this now?
I was genuinely bewildered. I'd thought she was just pulling me into the temple, but then she found a basement staircase I didn't even know existed and headed down it. The entrance had been deliberately concealed behind offering boxes and chests, and once we went down, I understood why it had been hidden.
"Heheh! This is a brothel. In the old days, temples used to arrange prostitution. Since this place is a temple too, I figured some traces would remain—and sure enough, here it was."
Was she serious…
I had no idea.
But looking at how relatively clean it had been kept, the servants in charge of cleaning and Danae must have known about it and deliberately kept it hidden. Publicly I was still a child, so maybe they'd decided there was no need to teach me about it.
Strangely, wool had been laid out instead of beds. There were plenty of paintings of people having sex on the floor, so that must have been how it was done. Orgies seemed to have been the main attraction, and jars of scented oil for rubbing on the body still remained, making it vividly clear just how debauched this place had been.
"If we're here, nobody will know if the two of us skip work together~♡"
I was still marveling alone at the relics of a bygone age when, right on cue, Achilles flung off her chiton and flaunted her physique. By the time I realized she'd brought me here for this from the start, it was already too late.
Splash—!
She poured scented oil over her body until she was slick and gleaming. That physique was pure poison to me. The firm, tightly packed flesh—the complete opposite of Danae's—dragged my lust out of me whether I wanted it or not.
"Ugh?!"
"Ooh~! It's true! I'd heard the rumors, but it really does get bigger when you're aroused!"
She was talking about my body, of course. Suddenly becoming an adult left me flustered too. I hadn't been in the mood, but the moment I saw Achilles's slick, gleaming body, I'd gotten so excited I transformed into an adult.
"But I like the horse form better! Horse! Horse! A big black horse!"
"Do you even realize how completely insane you sound?"
"Of course I do! I wouldn't say this kind of thing to anyone but you! I'm only like this because it's you! I don't know anyone but you! I'm not interested in anyone else! I only look at you!"
"Ugh… ahem…"
She said it with pure sincerity, no flattery at all, and my face went red. Achilles was a person who didn't know how to flatter. Knowing that made it all the more certain she wasn't lying—and that made me even happier.
"Alright. Fine. Like this?"
"Hm? Yeah yeah yeah! That's it, that's it!"
Fortunately I'd cut a piece of horse hide and wrapped it around my chiton, so I could transform immediately. I swelled my body and changed into a black horse, and Achilles was so delighted she pressed her slick naked body against me and launched into a full assault of affection.
"Mmnh~! Mwah! Mwah! Nngh… mwah mwah… mmph…♡"
Even though her partner was a horse, Achilles cooed and fawned like a girl in love. She pressed her lips to my cheeks and the corners of my mouth, and I matched her sweet movements, sticking out my tongue to freely lick and suck at her neck and chest.
Lick, lick, slurp…
"Aahh, aahnh, nngh~! I love it, I love you, this huge body that conquered me is the best…♡"
Was abnormal sexual desire just basic cultural literacy for Greek women, Danae included…
"Hehe, husband? I'll make you feel so, so good… slurp… mmph… mmwah…"
The moment I became a black horse, Achilles slipped straight into wife mode. Softening those sharp eyes of hers into something loose and languid turned her into a beauty so stunning it made my head spin. She swept her black hair back, hooked a leg around me—a leg so beautifully long it rivaled my own equine thighs—and pressed her large, gorgeous childbearing hips against me.
"Honestly… I've been waiting so long to do this… hehehe…"
She wriggled her oil-slicked hips and used that smooth flesh to make my body feel wonderful. I never expected to receive this kind of oil play in a horse's body, so I went a little blank—and then she toppled me over, climbed onto my horse belly, and spilled another entire jar of scented oil across my body, rubbing it in with the most devoted care.
"It'd be nice if you treated me this well normally too."
"My husband is only you when you're a horse. When you're human… well…? If you want me to listen, just stay like this forever?"
God, she was a stubborn one.
After being taken in black-horse form, she'd fallen for this reliable bulk and confessed as much—and it was enough to drive me crazy.
"Prrrrrruhhh…"
I looked up at her with a snort that was pure horse. Achilles, straddling me as I lay on the floor, slathered her pussy thick with scented oil and pressed it against my horse cock, rubbing back and forth, back and forth. My horse cock was already huge and packed with sensitive spots, and that pussy-rubbing felt so good that waves of pleasure kept rolling through me.
Squish squish, squish squish, squelch—♡
"Nnh, nnhh, does it feel good? Can I keep doing this?"
"Prrruhhh…"
"Ehehe, listen to those happy sounds. If you feel good, I feel good too."
Mwah mwah.
Achilles kept kissing me over and over while rocking her pussy. The scented oil coating her folds splattered and slapped, and beyond that she scraped my cock from root to tip with a thorough, exhilarating friction.
—She was a horse's wife, and my lover: Achilles.
Wriggling that perversely large ass of hers, she made her request.
"Pin me down with this solid body. Stab inside me with that long, vicious thing and make it hurt. Only you can do it. Hehe, you understand, right? My beloved—♡"
She was truly the kind of woman who would be overjoyed to be called a horse's cock-sleeve.