18.
But the Queen did not stop. She continued her persuasion, laying her shame bare for all to see.
She swept a finger through the sticky love juice that had trickled down her thigh, then brought it straight to her lips.
As she sucked her own fluids from her finger with obscene relish, the Queen's pussy quivered, and once again, a gush of lewd liquid spilled forth.
At the same moment, from breasts that should have been filled with maternal love, thick mother's milk sprayed out in pure white streams.
The Queen continued speaking, her bewitching face a strange entanglement of shame and ecstasy.
"It is not only my outward appearance that has been ruined like this... My mind—no, even my soul—has fallen into such obscene depravity that it can no longer be restored.
Lina, our child... must not be broken like this."
Her eyes were so terribly sad and pitiful.
Yet, paradoxically, the fact that she was exposing her shameful disgrace so nakedly before us seemed to have stimulated her masochistic instincts.
"Ah, aah.... Hua, haang♡... Ah hoot-♡"
The Queen's body trembled violently, and hot cunt juice gushed out once more.
Her pride and sense of shame had already plummeted far past the bottom.
Ironically, that extreme humiliation seemed to become pleasure for her lewd body.
"Mm.. Heup...♡ Hoot-♡ Hoot-♡, heup...♡ Ah... eung..."
The more she felt our gazes, colored with shock, the more the Queen trembled in ever-deepening shame.
Unable to overcome the pleasure blooming within that mortification, she was exposing her ruined body in its entirety, her face growing ever more bewitching and desperate.
"Even so... even so, I hate the thought of Louis loving another woman."
"Li, Lina.
Ha, hoo, haa, hat♡.
Unlike for women, the meaning of love is somewhat different for men.
Even if other women come into Louis's life, his true love will only ever be you, Lina."
"Even so..."
The Queen made up her mind to drive the final wedge into Lina, who still could not accept it.
For Lina's sake...
She was about to do something that was nothing short of annihilating her own personhood.
"Li, Lina, over countless years... hoo ha..
My body, which bore that desire alone...
My womb is.... haa, hat.
Now so ruined that it can no longer bear children.."
"Ha-euk.... Haa... Haang.♥."
The Queen put a slight strength into her lower abdomen.
And then, something astonishing happened.
The Queen's sacred pussy began to twitch incessantly, and then, as if urinating, it started gushing out sticky cunt juice.
And slowly, her womb began to push outwards.
"Ha..."
Uterine prolapse.
The Queen's womb, protruding outside her vagina.
That which should never emerge outside the body was emitting a bright red, obscene glow, dripping sticky mucus.
A sight she would never have wanted to show me and Lina, who were like her own children.
Yet, even so, the Queen, biting her lip tightly, was showing it clearly to Lina.
She was using her own ruined body as a living warning sign.
"Ha... This is insane. How... ha-heuk."
Lina trembled violently, her face turning pale white before the Queen's warning.
The Queen smiled a sorrowful smile, like someone who had given up on everything.
And slowly, she brought her hand to her obscenely protruding womb.
Knowing full well what would happen the moment she took that action...
To protect Lina...
To force her to make a harsh resolution, she grasped it with her own hand.
"Hiiiiik!!!"
Then, like someone electrocuted, her eyes rolled back, and her whole body began to tremble violently.
The portion, located at the entrance of the womb.
A woman's most sensitive erogenous zone, where nerves connected to every pleasure point in the body are densely packed.
A place situated deep within the body, where even indirect stimulation is not easy.
But that portion, from which one can never escape once tamed by that pleasure.
The Queen's had already been thoroughly tamed.
Thanks to that, she would fall into supreme pleasure just from light pressure on her lower abdomen...
And now, having grasped it with her own hand, the Queen was completely crumbling under a level of pleasure her brain could not withstand.
Twitch, twitch.
"Hoo-eut!!.. Ah,,♥ Aaahht!! Ooh-hok!!♥"
A milky-white liquid, incomparably thicker and stickier than ordinary vaginal discharge, was pouring onto the floor.
Pshooot, chiiiik—
"Ha-euk.... Hoooooohk!♡
**Irene is a breeding, birthing slave!
**
I will birth the children of humans, goblins, orcs... even dogs and pigs!!♡♥
Mm.. Heup...♡ Huaaaht! Hoot-! ♡"
Splurt. Splaaart.
Pshuk. Pshuk. Pit.
Pshiiiit♡
Pchut pchut pchut, tzeut tzeut, tzeuuuut.
The Queen, who had seized that sensitive portion with her hand, seemed to have had her reason completely blown away.
Only the instincts conditioned over long years remained, denouncing herself with obscene words while gushing cunt juice.
As the Queen's legs finally gave out and she was about to collapse, I hurriedly supported her, holding her in my arms, and covered her with Lina's cloak.
The thick, milky-white cunt juice that had stickily soaked the floor.
That lewd scent was enough to shake my reason.
Enough to castrate a man's reason, like a powerful boar aphrodisiac.
Perhaps if the royal guards had smelled this scent, they might have lost their minds and violated the Queen on the spot.
It had a value for which one could gladly throw away one's own life.
To that extent, the Queen was completely contaminating the surroundings with her decadent and captivating obscenity.
But my cock, thankfully, did not become erect.
The Queen's ruined state was too heartbreaking and pitiful.
How hard must it have been for her to make up her mind to show such disgrace in order to persuade Lina?
Lina and I held the collapsed Queen tightly in our arms, and silently stayed by her side, waiting until she calmed down.
"Ah, ooh...
Irene is a lewd onahole.
Ah, aah..♥ Hua, aah♥... Ah.
Twitch, twitch.
My womb is tattered from countless births and torture, so I am a dog-whore cunt who can't even get pregnant anymore.
Mm.. Heup...♡ Hoot-♡ Hoot-♡"
Pchut pchut pchut, tzeut tzeut, tzeuuuut.
......
.............
....................
For a long while, the Queen had been wandering in a swamp of pleasure, mercilessly pouring out obscene ravings and sticky cunt juice. Then, reason gradually began to return to her eyes.
And looking at us, holding her in our arms with tears streaming down our faces, she showed us a faint, sad smile.
The sincerity contained in that deep and sorrowful gaze sank heavily into our hearts.
The Queen, still breathing raggedly in my arms, began to speak.
"Children... will you listen to my story?"
"Yes... ha-heuk..."
The Queen, showing a mother's smile full of maternal love, continued speaking calmly, as if telling a story from a long, long time ago.
"We Elves live for over a thousand years.
It was when I turned 100 years old.
For an Elf, that age is...
Hmm... in human years, perhaps around 16, when you, Lina and Louis, first set out on your pilgrimage?"
The Queen smiled slightly, as if remembering the time she first saw us.
"Like Lina, I was also a wild and reckless tomboy.
I was a princess of the Elf Kingdom, but I was always at the center of any trouble.
Everyone told me to stay demurely inside the palace, but I found that so stifling."
The Queen gently stroked Lina's cheek as she spoke.
"The nagging I give you might actually be words I'm saying to myself. Lina, seeing you reminds me of my own childhood."
"Heh? No way. You're saying the noble and elegant Queen was a tomboy like Lina?"
Looking back and forth between the Queen and Lina, I blurted out the words before I knew it.
Lina shot me a sidelong glance, firing a silent warning.
Pfft.
The Queen laughed lightly and continued speaking.
"Yes, I also used to be the leader, just like Lina.
I used to sneak out to explore beyond the barrier, into the forest the adults told us never to enter."
The Queen's eyes became tinged with some subtle, indescribable emotion.
"That was when I met that child.
Louis, your Previous Hero. 'Shiz.'"
The Queen closed her eyes gently. And in a calm voice, she told the story vividly, as if walking back into those days.
*
That day too, I was leading five or six children my age beyond the barrier.
Since we had sneaked out without the adults knowing, everyone was muffling their footsteps, but our eyes sparkled with excitement.
"Princess, is it really okay to go like this? They said it's dangerous outside the barrier..."
One child asked worriedly, but I snorted and took the lead.
"Don't act like a coward. I'll take the lead, so you just have to follow."
That was how I was in those days.
The more I heard something was dangerous, the more I wanted to go see it—an incurable tomboy. Just like you now, Lina.
We finally crossed the boundary line of the barrier.
The air there was different from the forest we knew, so much so that the sunlight seeping through the branches felt unfamiliar.
We had been walking for a while.
One of the children suddenly stopped and pointed ahead with a finger.
"P-Princess... over there..."
At that unusual voice, I quickened my steps. And there, I met that child for the first time.
A newborn baby was crying, cradled in the arms of its dead mother.
According to the Elves' laws, which desired isolation from the outside, it should have been regarded as merely the cycle of nature and ignored.
But those clear, innocent eyes looking at me were truly...
I simply could not ignore that crying baby.
"Don't cry. I'm here now."
And so, I took the baby into my arms.
But the moment I brought that child to the royal palace, the fighting began.
"Princess, this child is a human. Do you not know our Elven laws?"
The elders all shook their heads as one.
Even my mother admonished me with a worried face.
But at the time, I was truly an irrepressible tomboy.
"No! I absolutely won't abandon this child. I said I won't abandon him!"
I held the baby tight and held out in the royal garden for days. I staged a protest, refusing even to eat.
"Ha... really..."
In the end, it was the elders who became exhausted first.
From that day on, Shiz became my child.
Using my authority as a princess, I broke the Elven laws.
And because of that choice...
I became the me who is completely ruined by depravity, but...
"Ah, aah.... Hua, aah. Ah. Mm.. Heup...♡"
The Queen slightly shook her hips.
It seemed that merely recalling the past had brought on a light climax.
Twitch, twitch.
"Hoo-eut!!.. Ah,,♥ Aaahht!! Ooh-hok!!♥"
Pshooot, chiiiik.
Ha-euk.... Hoooooohk!
"Mm.. Heup...♡ Huaaaht! Hoot-! ♡"
Splaaart.
Pshuk. Pshuk. Pit.
The miserable price her choice had brought.
Those obscene memories she had been forced to endure hundreds of years ago were once again riding her nerve cells, bringing a distant pleasure.
Pshiiiit♡
Pchut pchut pchut, tzeut tzeut, tzeuuuut.
"Ah~♡ Aang~♡ I'm cumming~~♡"
"Haa, haa, aaaat.♡!"
"............."
We could say nothing, merely looking at the Queen in silence.
Having come back to her senses, the Queen caressed my cheek with a gentle touch and continued her story.
Shiz grew up well.
Despite being a human child, he was a child with a truly pure heart, just like you, Louis.
And so, even the Elves, who had distanced themselves from humans who harbored both good and evil, gradually came to accept that child as a member of their race.
"Mom, when I grow up, I'm going to be a knight who protects you."
Young Shiz always said that, swinging his wooden sword. I can still see that pure and adorable face so clearly.
And before I knew it, Shiz had grown up.
Shiz, who had such an immaculately pure and noble heart, was chosen by the Goddess as a Hero.
And like you, Louis, that child also returned safely after fulfilling his mission.
"Mom... I'm back. Hehe."
"Ha... Shiz."
Shiz, who had become a gallant man before I knew it.
A son who returned as a mature adult, while I, whose time had nearly stopped by human standards, had barely changed.
Not long after, that child set out on the road again.
During his pilgrimage journey,
he witnessed the suffering of humans, which he had never seen in the Elven nation. So, saying he would help them, he set out again.
At first, it was something that began with a good heart.
He saved a village where children were starving to death due to the exploitation of a wicked lord.
Shiz used his power for justice.
And then...
That child slowly began to change.
"Huh? He sounds like a good guy... What was the problem?"
I said, scratching my head.
The Queen, perhaps overlapping the Shiz of that time with me now, looked at me with wistful eyes and spoke.
"That child, who had desperately tried to become a member among the Elves who rejected humans.
It seems that deep in his heart, there was always a thirst for 'recognition.'"
The Queen sighed and continued.
"Shiz overturned that nation, where not only the lord but even the king was rotten.
Having become the new king of a country, that child was praised for a time as an excellent monarch who cared for his people.
But...
The Demonic Energy, which had aided Shiz with god-like Divine Authority, gradually twisted and distorted his need for recognition."