Lizbet's Secret 3
"Hng, hng~"
I stood in front of the mirror, slipping on a cardigan while humming a little tune. For some reason I couldn't quite pin down, my mood had lifted strangely ever since hearing that Sema was moving into the room next door. Before that, my emotions had been a chaotic swirl of joy and gloom that even I couldn't make sense of, ebbing and flowing like waves.
The day Als yelled at me for the first time in my life, leaving me so down that I ended up drinking with Sema. The next morning, when I realized my virginity—meant for Als—had vanished, confusion flooded me so intensely that I could barely remember who I was or where I was. Vaguely, I recall how a storm of sadness, anger, confusion, joy, fear, happiness, and self-loathing churned inside me for the first time, overwhelming my senses. Sema's reassuring words must have guided my dazed actions, though the details escape me. When I finally calmed down and came to my senses, Als was standing right there in front of me. His shy apology and confession, along with the bouquet he shyly offered, shook me with those same turbulent emotions all over again.
Because of that inner turmoil, even on our long-awaited date—the first in ages with Als—I couldn't feel any joy after accepting the flowers. By the time night fell, the thought of handling Sema's sexual needs popped into my head unbidden, and before I knew it, my feet had carried me to the warehouse where he was.
But when I opened the door and saw him, my rational mind screamed that this had to stop. I couldn't even look at Sema directly. Amid the chaos rattling my brain, I averted my eyes from his horse cock as much as possible, handled it with just my hands, and fled in a panic.
After days of those joyless dates and relieving Sema's urges, I found myself face-to-face with the Hero Eater that had defeated Als twice.
"Hng~. Is he okay?"
When the adventurers fell to that Hero Eater, and I saw Sema's front leg snap, an unnaturally crushing despair pinned me down. When Als got hurt, it felt like all hope in life had evaporated. Klea quickly healed him with her magic, but the despair weighing on me didn't lift.
Then, when those black orbs from the Hero Eater reappeared around Als, my eyes instinctively turned toward Sema. There he was—not in his usual four-legged monster form, but charging on two legs in a half-human, half-beast shape. When he barreled in and swatted away the orb in front of me, relief washed over my entire body.
Earlier, when Klea mentioned Sema seemed to be plotting something sinister, I'd felt a flicker of suspicion toward him. But in that moment when he rushed in to save me, all doubt vanished, replaced by gratitude, guilt... and something indefinable.
Hearing Sema's call for help after that, I forgot my own level and fired off magic amid the mages without thinking. Watching him take down the Hero Eater, my feet carried me straight to him on their own.
Even afterward, those confusing emotions didn't fully fade, but oddly, thinking of Sema calmed me a bit and lifted my spirits. Why was that? Was it his changed form? He was still a bipedal monster, far from human, but seeing him made my heart race in a strange way.
His face and body were unmistakably Sema the horse-monster, just upright now—a bit intimidating, sure. Yet despite the fearsome look, his humanoid frame felt approachable, stirring feelings I'd never known before. Muscles no ordinary man could boast, the kind that could captivate any woman: a broad chest, shoulders wide enough for me to climb onto, rock-hard abs begging to be touched, thick thighs peeking from beneath his covering cloth. His ferocious face was the same, but those impressive muscles, now in human proportions, drew my gaze relentlessly—something utterly absent in Essentia's men.
Dressed properly, even with that monster head, he didn't seem like a savage beast anymore. He looked... like a strikingly handsome man. Something about that masculine physique pulled at me irresistibly, amplified by my gratitude toward him. Just thinking of Sema made my heart pound.
That persistent feeling nearly made me blurt out a "yes" when he asked me to continue handling his needs after gaining the Humanization skill—something he'd planned to do himself. If my rationality had slipped even a little, I might have agreed without hesitation.
"...He should be here soon, right?"
And today, knowing that very Sema was moving next door had me buzzing with excitement since morning, wrapped in joy like the day Als first asked me out. I didn't fully understand why I was so thrilled, but having someone I was glad to see nearby felt pretty exciting. Caught up in it, I'd spent the morning trying on outfits in front of the mirror, debating what looked cutest, finally settling on a favorite dress with a cute pink cardigan. I glanced at the clock. It was about time for Sema to arrive...
"Liz~? It's me."
A light knock, then Sema's voice from outside. Hearing it, I rushed to the door and flung it open without thinking.
After that, buzzing with delight, I led him to his room and explained the furnishings. Same layout as mine, just facing the other way, but being brand new and empty gave it a fresh vibe. As I wrapped up the tour, my eyes caught his stuff on the bedside table: two envelopes and the small bag he carried in monster form. With so few belongings, he'd need lots more—I wondered if I should get him a housewarming gift. Curious, I pulled out the large box from one envelope.
Seeing it froze me solid. The box was emblazoned with phrases hinting at its contents.
XXXL Non-Human Size!
Experience a Ferocity No Human Can Provide!
The fine print confirmed my suspicions. Unable to resist, I opened it.
On top of the smaller boxes inside sat a condom—nothing like the ones I knew. This one was enormous.
"Th-this... no way..."
I picked it up instinctively to check. Its purpose was obvious, no words needed. A contraceptive for sex—one that avoided raising Esser affinity.
In this world, women had plenty of contraception options: cheap magic tools, harmless pills, even self-cast spells for mages. I'd used one myself recently. The day after Sema took my virginity, hazy memories convinced me my egg had been fertilized by his sperm. Panicking, I'd scoured my spellbook and cast the contraception magic.
With so many easy methods, why this? Esser affinity. In sex, if a woman accepts a man's sperm and conceives, their Essers develop affinity. Her body builds immunity to his Esser, boosting conception odds while rejecting other men's sperm. Higher affinity also amplified her orgasm from Esser resonance during fertilization—though it varied by partner, and it was all probabilistic.
One or two times wasn't a big deal. But prolonged relations made pregnancy with anyone else unlikely.
This thing in my hand? For those who didn't want rising affinity—like cheaters hiding affairs from spouses. Mostly used in brothels, adulterous flings, or occasionally for hygiene with women's toys. An embarrassing item.
But why did Sema have it? The size screamed it was for him.
Sema was explaining something, but my swirling thoughts drowned him out.
"~~~ ...having a partner is way more satisfying, right? That's why I stocked up ahead."
"Partner...?"
Partner? What? I thought with Humanization, he'd handle it himself like most guys.
Then he mentioned brothels. Brothels? That sleazy place for thugs and weirdos? He'd go there? Use this there? The word sparked something ugly inside me—reluctance to let him go, a jealous twinge I couldn't name. Why this feeling?
"Liz's relief was super satisfying... but a promise is a promise. I'm humanoid now, not perfect, but I gotta make do."
"......"
Hearing he'd been satisfied with my relief sent a ticklish joy squirming deep inside. Memories flooded back: the scorching heat of his horse cock in my hands, the thick taste and scent of his horse semen on my tongue and throat. Mixed with crushing disappointment that I couldn't feel it anymore, couldn't do it anymore. That same chaotic sensation from before shook me again.
"Truth is, I'd love if Liz kept handling it like before... but you have Als, right?"
Yeah. I have Als. From the moment Sema could move freely, it had to end. I'd already betrayed Als unforgivably. This was where I stopped.
"Such a shame. No brothel girl could match Liz's charm. Sex with them would pale compared to your hands and mouth."
Why? Why did his praise spark inexplicable joy? Even though I couldn't do it anymore.
"But now that I've got this body, settling for just hands and mouth feels like a waste..."
Yeah. It would. That's why he'd bought so many of these.
"...What do you say? If Liz is okay with it, how about trying something more advanced than before?"
"...M-more... advanced...?"
I echoed him without thinking. Something massive throbbed in my chest, beyond words.
"Yeah. You know what I mean... This time, you stop whenever you want. That way, you can quit anytime?"
Anytime. The word sounded impossibly sweet. My heart pounded harder, the chaos spinning my body like a top.
"You could stop whenever, and experiencing it now might even help with Als later. Plus... with condoms, no big risks, right?"
Yeah. Stop anytime, and these prevent "big risks." With this, maybe... just a little... it could be okay?
"Liz has those urges too, doesn't she? Condoms mean satisfying them risk-free."
My urges. From first seeing Sema's massive, ferocious cock. Amplified after it claimed my virginity. This could quench that parched thirst. Every stroke of his huge hand on my shoulder heated my body, setting it ablaze.
"I was gonna check out a brothel tonight... but I'll adjust plans."
"If you accept... come to my room after dinner. No show means no. But if you do..."
His hand now caressed my ass and thighs. I couldn't refuse. He guided my hand to his massive bulge—exactly what my desire craved—and whispered in my ear.
"I'll fill your urges with this guy to your heart's content."
That sweet whisper, imagining this horse cock satisfying me—it tipped me over. I climaxed lightly right there.
What happened after is a blur. Chaos enveloped me again, head spinning until I forgot who and where I was. Next thing, I was out buying lingerie. Then sexy, semi-sheer pajamas from a women's shop. Back home, I sat dazed on the bed.
Dinner with Als? Sema beside us distracted me; his words didn't register, nor the food's taste.
As we headed to our rooms, Sema grabbed me and whispered, "I'll wait. Think it over."
That hit my swirling mind like a shockwave. Yeah. Time to choose. Shaking my dizzy head, I sat on the bed, pondering.
What to do? Refuse, and I'd shed guilt toward Als, return to normalcy. Sema and I might grow awkward, but I'd stay faithful and keep him as a friend. Obviously the right choice.
Yet I couldn't pick it easily. If I refused, he'd go to the brothel. For some reason, that repulsed me. Not even lovers, but it felt like... losing him to others. Jealousy surged.
That huge, ferocious cock I'd stroked, sucked, and lost my virginity to—it tempted me now. Recalling its shape and size brought back the beastly, masculine musk. Thirst like days without water drove me mad. I chugged water from the fridge, then thought of the condoms.
For cheaters leaving no trace. Yeah. No evidence. So... using them, secretly with Sema... no problem?
Lost in thought, I'd showered—scrubbing extra clean without knowing why. Dressed in pricey, sexy lingerie and those sheer pajamas, I paced.
Is it really okay? What if Als finds out? Sema wouldn't tell, but if Als showed up suddenly and saw...?
Why? Imagining it sent a shiver down my spine, a thrilling chill. What emotion was this? Confusing. Dizzying. What now?
Wrapped in turmoil, I found myself at Sema's door, cloaked in my old magic-use mantle and hood.
Knocking meant no turning back. Reason screamed to retreat.
But... his manly body loomed in my mind, that massive cock, its intoxicating scent... seducing me.
I could stop. Yeah. Sema gave me that choice. Just a little... just a taste of that pleasure...
Als... sorry... just a little... I'll stop after...
My hand knocked on the door.