Chapter 29 - Beastly Mating! (1)
“It seems... the Tesser that infiltrated your body has affected your emotions.”
Baul, who had been holding Als's wrist with his eyes closed to examine his body, opened his eyes and spoke.
“Tesser doesn't normally cause symptoms like this... but the unusual Tesser that entered your body feels like it has something that heightens human emotions. I've purified all the Tesser remaining in your body, Als, but it seems your emotions were amplified when it first infiltrated you.”
Als had come to Baul to check his condition because the strange anger and disgust that kept enveloping him wouldn't fade. He had told Baul about these emotional states, and after a brief examination, Baul had reached this conclusion.
“So... will these feelings just keep going on...?”
“I don't think so. I can feel your Esser gradually calming down. You should be able to regain control of your emotions soon.”
Baul stood up from examining Als's body, straightened his priestly robes, and said,
“For now, focus on recovering your body. You've been unconscious for about two weeks, so your muscles have stiffened quite a bit. You can be discharged tomorrow, but please stick to light activities for a while.”
“Yes... thank you.”
“No need. Rest well.”
With that, Baul left, and Als felt a slight sense of relief. It was the relief of knowing these emotions weren't entirely his own.
But the fact that he'd yelled at Lizbet because of it left him with a nagging thorn in his heart, like a barb embedded in his flesh.
“Liz... I'm sorry...”
How hurt must she be? To wound Lizbet because of his own pathetic weakness.
Separate from his emotions, the realization that his stupidity had hurt her tormented Als deeply.
“Tomorrow... I'll check out early and go see Lizbet...”
Als resolved to buy her favorite flowers tomorrow, apologize, and give them to her as a gift.
He lay slowly on the bed, pondering what words to use when he met Lizbet to apologize.
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Lizbet was sunk in a sticky depression today, because Als—closer than family—had yelled at her for the first time in her life.
She didn't particularly like alcohol, and the only time she'd drunk with anyone besides Als was once in magic school, a little with friends to celebrate becoming an adult.
So when Sema appeared while she was lost in the rain and her gloom, and she asked him to drink with her, was it an escape from her melancholy? Or an unconscious temptation driven by instinct?
Even Lizbet herself didn't know the answer as she drank with Sema, but that action had inevitably led to the current situation.
“...Um... Sema?”
Lizbet had been forced onto the bed, overwhelmed by Sema's strength.
She was grateful to Sema for indulging her whining and drinking with her, but when she saw the massively throbbing horse cock from his lower body as he stood, the thought that she hadn't relieved his lust today flashed through her mind, and she grabbed him without thinking.
But somehow, Sema's state felt a little different from usual. It was like the way he'd first forced her to jerk him off, overlapping with the Sema now.
The difference was that this time, Sema wasn't threatening her like before or rampaging—he was just propping himself on the bed above her, gazing down at her.
“Uh... Sema? W-What's wrong?”
“Lizbet...”
Sema, his massive body blocking her view, called her name while looking at her.
In his sharp, burning gaze, Lizbet felt a strange sensation, as if she were being violated.
“At this point, I believe you know without me saying it. Lizbet.”
“W-What... are you talking about?”
Beneath Lizbet, the viciously huge horse cock throbbed and leaked fluid.
The current situation, the writhing horse cock visible below, and the beastly, masculine scent wafting from it stirred strange feelings in Lizbet.
“Lizbet.”
“Y-Yeah?”
The intense gaze from the monster's eyes fixed on her.
Feeling that gaze, Lizbet sensed herself changing into something else.
To her confusion, unable to grasp what that strange feeling was, Sema made a shocking declaration.
“I'm going to make you my exclusive bitch.”
“...Huh?”
The moment she heard it, Lizbet realized what that strange feeling was.
It was the desire to become the female of this male gazing at her.
The sensation of transforming into a single bitch under that emotion.
“......”
“......”
After he spoke, for a while, the single male and single female stared into each other's eyes, devouring them without looking away.
Was it the alcohol? Or because Als had yelled at her, something she'd never experienced before?
Her lover's face wouldn't come to mind clearly, shrouded in fog.
All she could see was the monster before her—the face of that single male and his bulging, muscular body.
Gazing at that body and face, enveloped in the thick masculine scent, Lizbet began to emit the aroma of a bitch in heat from her body.
From her lower abdomen, fluid—the proof of a female—began to leak.
In truth, Lizbet's unconscious instinct had been preparing to become a bitch since she let Sema into her room today.
That instinct had made her carelessly enter the shower without grabbing clothes, emerging with just a towel, and the outfit she pulled out wasn't the cute couple pajamas matched with Als, but a large shirt that fluttered loosely, exposing her shoulders and reeking of femininity.
Lizbet herself hadn't realized it, but her instinct was independently seducing the male before her, preparing to receive him.
Her nostrils and mind filled with the male's and beast's scent.
Lizbet had already become a bitch in heat for the powerful male before her, and that bitch began unconsciously courting him.
“......”
Dominated by instinct, Lizbet erased her lover from her mind.
She undid her shirt and lowered the underwear protecting her precious virginity, then turned her face away in shame.
No words, but it was a courtship signal to the male before her, drawn by instinct.
Seeing that, the massive horse forgot all worries about his body, becoming a single male monster beast with no thoughts.
The male shifted his body slightly to inspect the female's precious place, now unprotected by panties.
The virgin female's pussy was pristine and smooth enough to call beautiful, tightly closed as if boasting no male experience, not even allowing a finger.
From that closed slit, transparent fluid overflowed, signaling her aroused state.
The male gazed at the clean folds overflowing with her juices, then began licking the slit with his tongue.
“...Ngh...!”
The female shuddered as an unfamiliar sensation touched the place only her own fingers had ever reached, a chilling pleasure racing up her spine.
Before she could understand the pleasure, another wave assaulted and ravaged her.
...!? What... is this...? It's... nothing like... doing it with my hand...!
The female, who usually comforted herself imagining romantic scenes with her lover, was swept in a shivery pleasure she'd never felt alone, her body heating up.
The non-human male's tongue, rough to a virgin, lapped at pleasures she'd never known, and she climaxed lightly.
“......!!!! Haa...! Ah...♡”
Trembling slightly in light orgasm, the female splashed a bit of her juices on the male's face, signaling her state.
Receiving that, the male rose again, mounting the bitch named Lizbet and gazing at her.
“Ah...”
The female's pussy, glistening pink and soaked in sticky fluid, met a light kiss from the blackish-red horse cock, grotesquely huge and mismatched in size and shape.
That action and the intense gaze asked if she was ready.
“......Yeah.”
Receiving the female's quiet welcome in answer, the vicious horse cock penetrated her pussy without hesitation, as if entering its own home.
It was the day Lizbet's virgin flower fell, accompanied by the bitch's loud moan.