Chapter 252: I Was Mistaken for a Rapist (5)[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 252: I Was Mistaken for a Rapist (5)[R-18]
Pound—!
“Awoo-yip—!?♥♥”
A moan that sounded more like a beast than a human escaped Chloe’s throat.
“Ooh!!.. Ngh-ack♥... Awoo... Awoo-yip!!♥♥”
Every time Phantom thrust his hips, the pleasure surging from deep within her uterus backflowed up her spinal cord, searing a brand into every single wrinkle of Chloe’s brain.
Twitch—! Twitch—!
Ownership of her body had passed to Phantom long ago, but...
The final thread of reason, held together by the pride of the phantom thief ‘Nine Tail III,’ was screaming.
Something about this situation was wrong!
Clearly, the Phantom before her was spreading his seed like a beast possessed by pheromones...
But Chloe, who was taking his cock with her own body, could tell the difference.
‘...Ha.. Haa♥..! I-I knew it!... It’s differ—!?♥’
The Phantom from when she cast ‘Fox Charm’ in the salon and the Phantom now were subtly different in nature.
...Or rather, the Phantom back then was insane.
An abnormal sexual desire that could be felt vividly even through his mask.
He had been a ‘beast’ running wild, with every circuit of his thought process converging on the single word: ‘breeding’!
But the current Phantom was, how should she put it...
Rather than a beast consumed by lust, he was closer to a ‘Dominator’ who had chosen to act like a beast.
While moving his hips roughly and violently, he was calmly observing how the female responded to the pleasure he was ramming into her.
It was then.
“...Ugh..”
The blonde girl who had been lying unconscious in the corner of the room slowly lifted her eyelids with a small groan.
She was the victim who appeared to have been raped most severely by Phantom.
Thump—!
‘...N-No!!’
Cold sweat ran down Chloe’s spine.
Right now, she was barely managing to focus Phantom’s lust on her own body...
If he noticed the other victims waking up, his demonic hands might reach out for them again!
She could absolutely not witness that hellscape again.
The responsibility for Phantom’s fall had to be borne by Nine Tail alone.
‘Phantom! Look—at—me!! Look only at me!!’
Squeeze—! Squeeze—!
Chloe desperately twisted her hips and squeezed her legs together, trying to stimulate Phantom’s cock...
But as expected, this alone was not enough.
She needed something more vulgar, more lewd...
A special stimulation that only Nine Tail could provide.
Whoosh—!
At that moment, a sky-blue fox tail sprouted from the top of Chloe’s butt crack.
Following Chloe’s command, the fox tail softly wrapped around Phantom’s thighs.
And then, using the tip of the tail—the part she groomed most painstakingly and had never allowed another’s touch until now—she moved it as if licking Phantom’s anus.
Swish— Swish—
The act of caressing a male’s cloaca with a tail, which could be called the pride of the Beastkin.
Any other Beastkin would have been horrified by such an act, but it didn't matter to Chloe right now.
‘Please... only... look at... me... okay?... I’m... a female... who can go... this far... for you...’
Chloe struggled to fill Phantom’s senses with her pussy and tail, licking his anus with her soft fur.
But...
“Ha... fuck...”
Chloe’s desperate efforts crumbled hollowly at the single curse word spat out by the blonde girl the moment she regained consciousness.
Glance—
The blonde girl’s gaze swept over the other women sprawled messily around the room before landing on Phantom and Chloe, who was fawning over him. She furrowed her brows.
“Seriously... Ian, you crazy bastard... Who’s she supposed to be? ...Sigh. And where did Estelle go? I definitely saw her come in...”
“...Right? She suddenly ran out earlier, so I chased after her in surprise, but she vanished before I knew it.”
“What? Vanished? What kind of bullshit is that!! Of course she ran away because you shoved it into a girl who just got her senses back so roughly! You bastard whose brain is filled with nothing but semen!”
“No... Evelyn, Estelle was the one who first, without my permission...”
“Shut your mouth, you piece of shit.”
“......?”
Chloe could not understand the situation before her eyes at all.
No matter how she looked at it, this was not a conversation between a rape victim and a rapist.
Well, it was full of profanity...
But the anger, hatred, and desperate desire for revenge that should have been there were nowhere to be found.
Instead, within her fed-up expression, there was a deep sense of familiarity that one might feel in a bickering married couple.
Squelch—! Squelch—!
“Awoo-yip—?!!..♥...Haa!.. Haa-ack!?♥....!♥ My uterus!.... C-Cock..!♥ It’s touching!!!♥”
Even amidst this, Phantom—no, Ian’s—hips showed no sign of stopping.
“Y-Y-Y-You crazy bastard!! I’m talking to you, so stop having sex!!”
“No, Evelyn... I’m sorry, but I can’t stop right now. Just one more minute of pounding.”
In the midst of this incomprehensible situation and the pleasure shaking her brain, Chloe felt a strange sense of déjà vu.
‘Ohh!?!♥... W-When was it...?♥’
The fragments of memory scattered in Chloe’s head began to gather in one place.
“Ah, seriously! How long are you going to stay sitting! Get up already!!”
“... It’s already up.”
“What? What kind of bullshit is that!! You’re sitting right there!!”
“No. I’m sorry, but I can’t get up right now. I’ll just sit for one more minute...”
“Ah, seriously!! If you keep acting like that, you’d better be prepared for another 30 minutes of shopping, you hear me?”
‘That... rude... no, that couple?’
At the beginning of the semester, while she was acting as the professor’s coffee shuttle.
The couple who were bickering lovey-dovey in front of the fountain.
Their voices and way of speaking matched the two people before her eyes.
Twitch—!
At that moment, Chloe felt other gazes.
Slide—
First, the elf girl with green twin tails.
The one who had been wailing for her life just a moment ago was now sitting up, staring intently this way.
But in the elf girl’s eyes now, not a trace of fear could be found.
Instead, there was only a sense of longing, as if waiting for her turn to come, and a subtle hostility toward Chloe.
—Flash!
The moment she saw that look, a female’s instinct whispered to Chloe.
‘Phantom... this... bastard... could it be? It wasn’t because of the Fox Charm?’
He hadn't become a beast because of the Fox Charm.
Phantom was just this kind of bastard from the very beginning!
Rather, it was Chloe, blinded by her own infatuation, who had been beautifying Phantom as she pleased!
‘...T-Then... this too?’
Swish—!
Now Chloe could be certain.
This was not a tragic scene of serial rape.
Quite the opposite!
It was a scene of a frantic ‘sex party’ revolving around a single ‘male’ named Phantom!
‘...Then... what on earth... have I...?’
The solemn determination to fall into hell with Phantom.
The ugly desire for possession she had packaged under the name of responsibility.
All of it had started from a stupid misunderstanding.
Gush—! Gush—!
The moment she gained this belated realization, his glans dug in as if crushing her cervix, and semen came pouring in...
“AWOOOOOOOO───!!♥♥♥”
Chloe’s overloaded thought circuits burned white and ground to a halt.
On the way home after the opening ceremony.
“Whew...”
I let out a long sigh.
It had been a tough day.
Since it was the opening ceremony, there were no lectures, so that wasn't a problem, but...
I never imagined I’d end up making a ‘Harem’ declaration again in front of the women I’d had relations with.
Well, since I’d already received permission for the harem itself—just without naming the members—there was some pushback, but...
In the end, I was able to resolve it amicably through persuasion (via sex) and conversation (seasoned with sex).
Step— Step—
“Still... it feels good to have it out in the open.”
My heart felt much lighter just from the fact that I no longer had to complicatedly calculate who knew about whose relationship and who didn't.
“Now, maybe a quick bit of gallery lurking...”
Like a true victim of Habitual Gallery Lurking Syndrome, I checked the Gallery while walking, only to find myself doubting my own eyes.
“Poporing...?”
There wasn't enough space to show the state of the Gallery, but...
Poporing, whom I thought I had perfectly reformed, was trolling.
And it wasn't just ‘ordinary trolling,’ it was ‘serious trolling.’
Swipe— Swipe—
She had spammed so much that no matter how many pages I turned or scrolled down, there was no end in sight.
“...Sigh.”
This was no time to be soaked in the sentiment of having my harem officially permitted.
‘Poporing... stay right there at home. I’m coming right now to shrivel your head up!’
I closed the Gallery and started running toward home.
Crank—!
A moment later, when I arrived home and opened the door, Poporing’s unique body scent wafted out first, and...
“Killthewhiteykillthewhiteyismyenemy──.”
I saw Poporing sitting naked on my bed, her fingers moving with dazzling speed.
Vrrr—!!
And next to Poporing, the VPNs I had definitely confiscated and shoved under the bed were running hard, sucking up mana.
“...Poporing.”
“Ivelurkedinthegalleryfor5yearsbutsomewhiteybastardkilledthegallerykillthewhiteythegalleryisntdead’yetbuttherudewhiteyhititpleasebecareful”
Even when I called her name, Poporing only spat out incomprehensible words as if she had lost her mind.
“...Sigh.”
I let out a deep sigh.
Well, I could tolerate a bit of gallery trolling.
Because it was a fact that Poporing was a troll.
However...
No matter what else, I could not tolerate trolling my Gallery!
Step— Step—
Without a word, I took the ‘Final Version’ out of the desk drawer and infused it with mana.
“300-line charge.”
Then, I pushed the tip of the ‘Final Version’ into Poporing’s inverted nipple.
“All clear. System Green. Shot!”
The moment it activated, an electric current flowed directly inside the inverted nipple.
Zzap—! Zzzap—!!
“Gurgle-gyaaaah?!♥”
It was the ‘Final Version’ that had even tamed a Devil’s Clitoris.
There was no way a scrub nipple like Poporing’s could endure it.
“...H-Hngh?!♥ W-Where... am I... Who... am I?”
Light returned to Poporing’s unfocused pupils as the massive pleasure surged from her nipple.
“How is it, Poporing? Feeling sane now?”
“Hngh?... Ah!... Ian Oppa!... You came... to save Poporing!!”
“No, I came to hit you too.”
Whack—!
No sooner had I finished speaking than I delivered a sharp flick to the crown of Poporing’s head.