Celestia's Secret 2
“Then, please come in, Viscountess~♡”
“A-ah... Y-yes. Th-thank you...”
It was a face she clearly knew, yet she thanked the person guiding her without realizing who it was.
Ever since waking up in the beast's lair that morning and checking her belly, Celestia had been engulfed in chaos, unable to think straight. Her mind was alert, the scenery entered her vision, but her sight and thoughts refused to connect in a dizzying haze of confusion. Amid that turmoil, her legs had instinctively led her back to her room, like a drunkard somehow finding their way home.
“...Haa...”
She half-heartedly returned the greetings of those she passed on the way, finally collapsing weakly into a chair upon reaching her room. As the familiar scent of her perfume— not the beast's stench—filled the air, her chaotic mind began to settle somewhat...
“Ngh, hngh... Hnngh...! Hic...!”
Celestia was swept away by searing sorrow, guilt, and self-loathing, tears starting to flow.
“Hic...! Why...! Why...!”
Why had she done that with that beast? How could she have harbored such feelings for a monster no different from an enemy? If only she could forget it—but as the confusion ebbed, the events of the previous night came into sharp focus.
She had kissed that beast's musky cock. She had welcomed that monstrous dick into her precious place, known only to her husband. She had filled her womb with that beast's hot, thick male essence until her belly swelled.
All night, she had fawned over that beast, clinging to its massive muscular frame, howling in ecstasy from the overwhelming pleasure of its savage cock. And now, her belly—back to normal—still felt like it held remnants of that beast's semen.
But more unbearable than anything was...
“Stupid bitch...! Fucking idiot...! Hnngh...!”
The sensation of accepting that rich male seed had felt so damn good. Even if she hadn't satisfied her urges lately, she was a noblewoman of the kingdom, Albert's wife, Cecilia's mother—how could she betray her family with such shameful acts? She loathed herself so much the tears wouldn't stop.
“Albert... I'm sorry... I'm so sorry, dear...”
For a while, the room echoed with the tears of a female swept by desire, now drowning in guilt.
That evening, at dinner with Celestia and Albert.
“Celestia. Did things go well yesterday? You look like you pulled an all-nighter...”
“A-ah... Yes...”
Celestia, who had used piled-up work as an excuse to duel that beast, could only mumble evasively to Albert's concerned expression.
...I'm sorry, Albert... But never again... never like that...
Apologizing inwardly, she worried if the tear stains from before dinner were well-hidden by makeup. At that moment, Albert's obliviousness to such details felt like a blessing.
...If Cecilia were here, she'd have noticed...
She often scolded her unfeminine daughter, but another woman like her would have spotted the traces under the makeup. She'd frequently chided Cecilia for skipping family dinners lately, but now she had no heart for it. Troublesome as Cecilia was, she was her irreplaceable daughter. She didn't want to show her child such an ugly, tear-streaked parental face.
“Cecilia threw another fit today, begging to go on a monster subjugation...”
Coming back after all night doing that... I can't even look Albert in the face...
“She really seems more energetic lately. Our girl...”
How could I do something so disgusting with that loathsome beast...
“She used to listen to Leo, but now even he's getting the cold shoulder...”
To think she'd really go all night like that... That monster's stamina is insane...
“She's gotten so strong that putting off more experience just to build her skills feels wrong...”
Th-that body was undeniably impressive... But even so, staring into that repulsive face...
“So, I think it's time for some new experiences. That's why...”
...I hate to admit it, but compared to Albert, it was on another level... To think I took something like that inside me... Wh-what if... if I took that savage thing again just once...
“...Dear? Celestia? What do you think?”
“H-huh!? Y-yes!? Oh, uh~. Sure, that sounds good.”
“Oh... Alright. If you're fine with it, no issue. Then we'll do that.”
“A-ah... Yes...”
She hadn't even properly heard the question, blurting out reassurance to Albert while lost in those thoughts. With her husband right there, less than a day after that vile embrace with the monster. Shocked by what she'd been imagining, Celestia couldn't recall what he'd asked.
Recalling that monster's savage cock, replaying the scene of mating with it... craving that pleasure again, even once more. Imagining something so utterly repulsive with her husband before her? She was mad. Utterly insane.
Remember, Celestia. The day monsters trampled Radia. Your parents, who went out to protect the citizens, reduced to mere body parts by those beasts—that heartbreaking memory.
After losing them, Radia fell to rival nobles your parents opposed; you were left with grandparents, eating cold stares while honing your blade of vengeance... those grueling days.
Even after leaving them, you'd nearly died to ugly monsters countless times. Without Albert, who followed despite your curses, you'd have charged recklessly and perished somewhere.
These vile beasts that must be eradicated from the world. That grudge—you can't forget it. No. You won't.
Right. Even that Divine Beast is a monster... an ugly thing that must vanish... Yeah, that's it...
Forcing a casual smile at Albert, Celestia continued her meal. Believing she'd steeled herself by rekindling her hatred for monsters... but she didn't notice.
The superior male... the desire as a female that beast had awakened. Her body, now ruled by urges no male like Albert could rouse. Just thinking of that beast made her female juices flow, soaking her luxurious panties.
“...Yes, that should do it...”
Days later, Celestia appeared outwardly unchanged. Memories fade quickly with time. But...
A female body that had tasted such intense mating wouldn't forget that pleasure. Her mind reframed the monster as an enemy again, but her body kept replaying the ecstasy, keeping that beast in her thoughts.
Her flesh craving the beast, her reason viewing it as foe. The clash of instinct and intellect. The result?
Celestia spent her days obsessing over the monster that had ravaged her, seeking some vengeful leverage against it. Unaware she dwelled on it more than her duties as lady or thoughts of her husband... she simply smiled at the idea of revenge.
“This gives me solid grounds.”
Her plan: slap that monster with every possible tax on its list—a petty, spiteful payback. Its buildings and businesses were handed over by the lord himself, so she'd overlooked them, but she could impose taxes aplenty if she wanted.
Even in the advanced Reinhardt Kingdom of Essentia, a noble-ruled realm had loopholes nobles could exploit. She cherry-picked justifiable taxes without issue.
They were within limits—manageable for its wealth, but a massive headache nonetheless.
“How dare it insult me—this much is nothing... Heh heh...”
Imagining the monster struggling, she smirked in satisfaction... but
“Too bad I couldn't kill it in the duel, but if I had, it'd have been a mess. Better this way. Instead of death, tormenting it like this ongoing... Ahaha...”
Celestia remained oblivious. She'd spent the day fixated on that monster under the guise of revenge. She seemed to grit her teeth at it, but felt only pleasure recalling it. And above all...
“I'll keep harassing it until it wants to flee Radia... Hehe...”
That missed conversation with Albert, combined with this choice... she couldn't yet grasp what results it would bring, blind to her true feelings.