Bottoms Up!
I mounted Lizbet, who suddenly insisted on drinking, and headed toward the inn district. Even when I asked what was wrong, she wouldn't give a straight answer. Seeing her so listless, I got the feeling something had seriously blown up, so I just quietly carried her along without prying further.
On the way, she pointed at a shop and said to stop, so I wanted to say, In this state? but I kept my mouth shut and set her down in front of the place. The shopkeeper, who looked like the owner, flinched at the sight of us both dripping wet, but maybe sensing something off about Lizbet, he quietly rang us up without a word.
I followed Lizbet into the inn, arms full of bags clinking with booze. I hesitated about whether I should even go inside, but she had this vibe like she'd kill me if I didn't follow right away, so I trailed after her in silence. With my awkward body, I climbed the three flights of stairs behind her and slipped through the door she opened.
The first room of an isekai woman's I'd ever entered somehow felt oddly familiar.
......This is just like the one-room apartment I lived in back on Earth...
The vibe was spot-on for one of those Earth one-rooms. The differences? This one seemed a bit over 300 square feet—roomier than my cramped 200-something-footer—and the ceiling was high enough that even I could stand comfortably.
Oh......
Once I'd taken in the size, I glanced around. Yeah, this definitely screamed girl's room. No teddy bears or anything cutesy, but it was neatly organized, with simple cosmetics and women's stuff on what looked like a vanity. The whole place had this fresh, sweet scent that just said woman's space.
"...I'm gonna go wash up quick."
With that, Lizbet took off her earrings—wait, no, those were piercings, apparently, since she just yanked them out with one hand—and headed into what looked like the shower-bathroom combo.
Mm... More importantly, I'm dripping all over the place too... I couldn't bring myself to complain, so I waited. About ten minutes later, she came out looking freshly scrubbed. Or rather, she came out wrapped in just a towel.
Since I hadn't gotten my daily nut yet, my horse cock—which had been throbbing harder lately—sprang right up. Fuck... Not having that humanization skill was really biting me in the ass right now. If I'd known it'd be like this, I should've made time to hunt down other divine beasts or something.
My brain blanked on what to say, but my eyes feasted on Lizbet's stunning figure. She grabbed some clothes, ducked back into the bathroom to change, then emerged with the towel in hand. What she wore now was a massive, comfy-looking shirt that hung long enough to cover her thighs—but just the shirt alone was enough to drive my lust wild.
"......Let me dry you off."
Lizbet started patting me down with the towel. Damn, this felt kinda nice... Between her touch stirring up my desires and the towel tickling my skin, my horse cock stiffened without me even trying.
She spotted it poking out while drying me, gave my side a light smack, then kept going, wiping down my whole body including the damn thing. Her expression even looked a bit brighter.
Once she'd mopped up the floor too, she stashed the towel in what looked like a weird wall cabinet, then brought over a tray with a huge bowl, cups, and some simple snacks, setting it in front of me.
We sat facing each other, and suddenly the room felt packed. Well, minus the bed, vanity, and little desk, it pretty much was.
"I'll pour for you in that bowl. You can drink, right?"
She plunked down the basin-sized bowl in front of me and emptied a bottle into it. Then she cracked another for herself and filled her cup.
Mm... The smell hit me—it wasn't the weak beer-like stuff she and Als usually had at night. This had real alcohol kick to it. Pretty high-proof, from the scent.
"Sorry for dragging you out to drink like this..."
Lizbet fiddled with her glass, apologizing. Honestly, this was the situation I'd been hoping for. If only I had that humanization skill.
"Nah, everyone needs to blow off steam sometimes. I get it. Drink as much as you want—I'll keep up."
Despite my regrets, that's what I told her. She let out a little snicker. Ah, so fucking cute.
"Yeah. Tonight, I'm drinking till I drop. You too, Sema—go wild! If we run out, I'll grab more!"
"Sure, sure. Cheers! Whatever's bugging you, we'll drown it first!"
With a verbal toast, Lizbet slammed her cup back, chugging in one go. I dunked my muzzle into the bowl and started gulping awkwardly.
"S-so thaaat's why... Als yelled at me... Sniff. Isn't that too much!?"
"Man, Als is such an asshole!"
She started spilling the story slowly between chugs. Turns out Als had woken up. But instead of being happy to see Lizbet rushing over, he'd snapped at her, yelling.
What the hell, Als? That guy's a real moron...
"Sniff... I went to the church every day... What was I thinking... That jerk..."
"I know, I saw you going every day. Ugh, Als is the worst..."
From what I gathered, I could kinda see why he'd blown up. He was embarrassed about his situation, and her saying it was fine probably made him feel even worse. But still—yell at your girlfriend like that?
Thinking about it, Als was just barely 20. Earth terms, like 20 or 21. Most guys that age are out living wild, making mistakes. Even if adulthood hit at 16 here, it probably felt the same.
"Sniff... Sema, you're empty. Lemme refill."
She eyed my bowl—only a bit left at the bottom thanks to my body shape—and cracked another bottle to top it off. This stuff reminded me of soju: cheap, perfect for getting smashed quick.
I kept pace as her drinking buddy, slurping down pour after pour, but I wasn't getting drunk at all. Back on Earth, I could handle my liquor okay, but this horse body felt straight-up booze-proof.
"You hold your liquor well, Sema... Here's another."
I felt maybe a light beer buzz, but Lizbet was properly tipsy—face flushed, a bit wobbly.
Damn... If I weren't stuck in this body, we'd be fucking right now...
"Y'know? I used to be a total scaredy-cat as a kid? But then Als..."
Classic drunk talk kicked in, and she launched into childhood stories. Als, her childhood friend, saving her from neighborhood bullies; rescuing her from a little monster while exploring the hill behind the village; promising to become adventurers together; celebrating when she got invited to magic school; exchanging letters while training apart; gifting her those piercings for her birthday before setting off...
It went on forever—pretty much her entire life story, A to Z.
Once she'd laid out her saga, she looped back to griping about Als. Seemed like his clueless yelling had really hurt her.
"Als, you asshole~!!!!! Do you know how long I waited for you!? And you act like that!?"
Her resentment boiled over louder. Hope this building's soundproofed...
"Haa... Sema. Do I got no charm as a woman?"
Asking me—who's been eyeing her up—if she's attractive? How do I even answer that?
"I'm happy just hanging with Als like lovers... But guess he's not... We've been together over a year since starting adventures, and not even a first kiss..."
Your first kiss is gonna be my horse cock, Lizbet.
"People say I'm pretty, so I believed it... But lately, I'm doubting... You think I'm ugly too, Sema?"
She looked up at me all mopey. Even that face was adorable, but I shoved down the boiling lust this cursed horse body forced on me.
"No way... You know how I see you..."
"Hng~? How do you see me~?"
Suddenly, she grinned slyly. Ah... If I were human, I'd have her pinned right here...
"...You know. Among all the women I've seen..."
"Among them? What~?"
Her mood lifted; flushed face beaming at me. That smile teased my bottled-up desires awake.
"Top-tier beauty, obviously... Why else would I ask you for lust relief..."
"......Hic!"
At "lust relief," she flinched, then grinned wide, delighted.
"Hee~ That's right~ Our Sema's the one I do all those pervy things for~"
Tongue slurring, she giggled dopily. Probably not even aware of her words. My junior down below throbbed hard.
Come to think of it, when she dried me off, I stripped bare and flopped down—still naked now. How'd I forget?
"Hehe... Drank too much, it's hot. Be right back—gonna splash my face."
She headed to the bathroom. Meanwhile, I checked my underside: junior screaming to be let out. Already rock-hard, dripping pre from the tip.
Fuck... Not like I can use you tonight anyway...
Water splashed briefly, then she returned, bangs damp.
"Ah~ Splashing woke me up a bit. Hehe..."
She sat, grabbed a dry snack like crackers, popped one in her mouth, and kept chatting with a smile.
"Ah~ What was I saying? Anyway, thanks Sema. Spilling all this bottled-up crap feels good."
"No biggie. Compared to what I get from you, this is nothing. Hit me up anytime you're stressed."
Her face, which had cleared a bit, flushed again. She fanned herself, changing the subject.
"Oh yeah, I don't know much about you, Sema. Where'd you live before?"
...Where do I even start? Tell her my Earth otaku life? She won't buy it. Make shit up? Nothing comes to mind. Just say I met a god and got isekai'd? With churches here, that might spark blasphemy drama later. So I bullshitted something vague.
"Mm... Truth is, I woke up in this horse body. Memory's fuzzy, but I think I was human originally..."
I spun a tale about having human memories but coming to as a horse. Despite the fib, she nodded like she got it.
"Ah~ So that's why you said no interest in female monsters. Thought you were some monster with weird fetishes."
"Ew, gross. I'm into normal humans. Female monsters? Hell no."
We bantered idly till the booze ran low—time to wrap up. My junior was raging to ravage Lizbet; holding back was getting tough.
"You look better now. Face says you're over it."
"...Heh. Thanks. Als pissed me off today, but drinking with you helped."
"Next time he ticks you off, tell me. I'll kick his ass."
She burst out laughing. Mood seemed fully lifted from the Als funk.
Thanks to my chugging, booze was gone, and things felt wind-down-ish. Relief. Even if junior threw a fit, this body couldn't push it.
Nice restraint, Jeong Sema.
"Booze is out. Call it?"
I started to stand and stretch—then it hit me. My throbbing horse cock was right in Lizbet's face.
"...Ah..."
Her face, which had lost its flush, went beet red again.
Seeing that, I knew I'd pounce if I stayed, so I turned to leave, grabbing my cloth in my mouth.
"Guess I'll head out then..."
But she grabbed me, face crimson, and murmured,
"......Y'know, I didn't do your lust relief today..."
Hearing that, the thread of reason in my head snapped loose.
And with it, my pent-up lust exploded—I shoved Lizbet onto the bed and pinned her down.