Chapter 43 - Our Second Mating! (1)
“Man, I’ve been waiting for you, Liz. I was starting to get depressed thinking you were gonna bail since you were so late, but I’m really grateful you came.”
I said that as I took off Lizbet’s cloak, hung it on a chair in the room, and sat her down on the bed. Lizbet silently bowed her head, letting me lead her as she handed over the cloak and sat on the bed with her head down.
In the meantime, I sneakily checked her Status Window.
Lizbet's Favorability
Sema: 50 ↑
Als: 49 ↓
It had already jumped to 50 for me and dropped to 49 for Als. It had fallen pretty low because of Klea, so I’d been worried, but maybe saving her from Erebos helped. With that thought, I scanned Lizbet’s body.
The dress she wore—one I’d never seen before—gave off a strong pajama vibe, light and fluttery with her shoulders slightly exposed. The thin, pure white fabric with a faint flesh tone added a mysterious eroticism to her. She must’ve just showered; her pink hair gleamed with a transparent sheen, and a subtle shampoo scent mixed with her fresh, tangy body odor, tickling my nose.
I sat beside her, inhaling that alluring fragrance, draped my arm over her shoulder, and casually let my hand rest on her plump breast. The seductive scent and her overflowing sexiness had my horse cock already bursting free, shedding the cloth covering it to flaunt its monstrous size.
“Coming here like this... I can take that as you accepting my offer, right?”
“......”
Lizbet blushed and kept her head down, then quietly nodded.
Finally... Lizbet coming to me on her own, offering her body. I inwardly shouted Nice! and reveled in the thrill.
“Heh heh... Lizbet, thank you so much. Honestly, the brothel idea was weighing on me. Any stud would rather spend his lust on a bitch he’s got his eye on than just blow it off at some brothel.”
“I-I...”
An evil chuckle slipped out automatically. I wasn’t even trying to laugh like that, but I couldn’t stop it. Cutting off her excuse, I continued.
“Yeah, yeah, I get it. You’re Als’s lover. No plans to mess with that. I’m just saying you’re such an attractive woman—I wish I had a girlfriend like you.”
Of course, not like you—a girlfriend exactly like you, but you yourself as my bitch.
“This is just you helping me with my sexual needs, same as before. The only difference is the body part we’re using. Right?”
As I said that, I kneaded her breast with the hand resting on it. Lizbet twitched slightly but accepted my touch.
“......B-But... in exchange... promise me this...”
“What?”
She bowed her head even lower, trembling as she laid out her conditions.
“C-Condom... every time... Don’t tell Als or anyone else... And just once a day...”
Once a day, huh? I might manage, but can you hold out, Lizbet? Smiling, I accepted.
“Of course. I won’t force you if you don’t like it. I don’t want to hurt Liz. I can accept any other conditions too.”
At my words, she flinched hard and added in a quivering voice,
“Th-Then... one more...”
“What? Anything you need, just say it.”
“......”
Lizbet seemed at a loss for words, her mouth opening and closing before she let out a small breath.
“......While I’m... handling your needs... no brothels... I can’t... do this with a guy who goes to places like that...”
Hearing that, I nearly burst out laughing. She wouldn’t offer her body to a guy who visits brothels? That unexpected cute demand made my horse cock throb even harder.
“Heh heh. Don’t worry. If you’re relieving my lust, I’ll have no reason to go there. Truth is, without this body’s overflowing urges, I’ve got no interest in such places.”
As I spoke, her downcast face seemed to flash a tiny smile—at least to me. It vanished quick, but that lip twitch was a bitch’s sign of joy.
“Alright then... we should start before it’s too late. Wouldn’t want it affecting tomorrow...”
I grabbed the condom from the headboard, set it beside her, and undid the cloth around my waist.
“Time for you to get ready too, Lizbet?”
Unveiling my monstrous horse cock before her, Lizbet’s eyes locked on it in shock. Her blushing face and the excited breaths of a bitch in heat screamed that she was already its prisoner.
Watching her expression, I approached, lifted her erotic dress, and peeled it off. Beneath, on her pristine white skin, sexy lingerie emerged.
“...Liz. You’re too beautiful. It’s a shame you’re not my lover.”
“W-What... embarrassing...”
Unlike the underwear from when I claimed her virginity, this was pink with black frills, designed to emphasize feminine allure—like something for a night with a lover. Seeing it ignited my desire for her even more.
I hung her dress on the chair, handed her the condom, and said,
“Here. Put this on my horse cock yourself.”
Her trembling hands took the oversized condom—big enough to cover her palm. She stared at it, tore open the packaging, and stood. I watched with a satisfied smirk, leaning back on the bed to flaunt my raging erection.
Gripping the condom, she stared at the monstrous thing, then slowly knelt before it, breathing heavily in excitement. From my body and the cock before her came a scent slightly different from usual—still the intense mix of beast and stud, but now laced with a fresh shampoo aroma that seduced rather than overwhelmed.
Enveloped in that scent, she instinctively knelt before the stud’s cock without a word. Kneeling to sheath it herself made her look already submissive to the beast before her.
“Come on, put it on quick.”
“...Y-Yeah...”
At my urging, her shaky hands placed the condom on my massive horse cock. Unlike the sex shop clerk’s practiced moves, her awkwardness tickled my lust even more.
She gripped the edges at the tip with trembling fingers, fumbling it down slowly. That clumsy touch felt like sweet stimulation, making me shudder in pleasure.
“...Hah...”
Now sheathed in the condom, the giant meat rod loomed before her eyes. Bigger than her head or forearm, its savage form strained against the rubber like it might burst it. To Lizbet, whose mind had grown lewd unbeknownst to her, it was mesmerizing—she couldn’t look away.
The brutal thief that stole her virginity—meant for her lover Als—amid drunken haze and depression. Normally, she should feel rage, hatred, disgust. But staring at that savage horse cock, she felt none of it.
No—she didn’t want to. Its unbelievable size that had entered her, its throbbing menace. The intense stud-and-beast scent wafting from it. Recalling the thick, jelly-like cum she’d tasted, her lower belly tingled, her panties wetting without her realizing.
And that tingle wasn’t revulsion. Awe at its superior size as a male. Submission to its terrifying savagery. Excitement from the drug-like scent. A yearning to submit to the cock that conquered her virginity.
That was the emotion her inner self sent her toward the monstrous horse cock. Receiving it, her mind filled with thoughts of pleasing it—her lover forgotten.
“Good girl. First time, and you did it perfectly.”
Stroking her hair, a chilling joy—like electricity—shot through her, unlike the praise from Als or her parents. It felt like a master praising his pet—a new sensation.
It made her crave my next words unconsciously.
“Now... take off your lingerie, get on the bed, and lie down.”
Feeling that joy, she stripped and lay on the bed, gazing at me. I savored the sight, my condom-strained cock throbbing with excitement.
Her flushed face on the bed. Small, pretty hands shyly covering it. Plump breasts—monstrously huge for her frame, head-sized. Firm thighs clenched tight, their elegant lines flowing to dainty feet gathered modestly.
Her coming to me made it feel like everything before me was mine. To confirm, I gripped her legs—ones she wouldn’t spread for anyone but her lover—and nudged them apart.
She resisted faintly, as if wanting to but unable, then parted them herself. Between them emerged her small, pristine pussy—the one I’d given her first time, stolen her innocence.
Unable to fully close after taking my monstrosity, its smooth, hairless slit parted slightly, revealing pink innards. Heat-scented bitch nectar glistened and dripped—a ripe fruit tempting me.
Suppressing the urge to devour it with my horse cock, I reached for her pussy and planted my monster face on her lower belly, giving it a teasing kiss.
“Eek...”
Ticklish, she twitched with prickling pleasure. At the same time, my huge hand began toying with her honey-dripping folds.
“Eep... Mm... Ah...”
Stroking her sopping pussy, a thick finger plunged in.
“Aaah... Ang... Ahh♡”
Emphasizing my monstrosity, the fat digit ravaged her. Feeling the pleasure, Lizbet wondered what its size resembled.
...Als’s... cock...?
Her lover’s dick—once handjobbed—flashed in her mind. Easily gripped in one hand, tip peeking out. This finger stirring her insides felt... similar in girth.
......Huh...?
Absurdity and shame hit her; she denied it. But her mind had compared, stirring an indescribable tingle.
“Hngh, Eep! A, Aaah♡”
As the tingle surged, the finger crooked—sending her into shuddering climax.
“Hngh... Hah... Haa...”
Grinning at the sight, I whispered in her ear,
“Can’t cum from just a finger, right? We haven’t even started.”
I laid my condom-clad monstrous horse cock on her pussy and belly, smiling.
“Ah...”
Lizbet trembled at the sight—dwarfing the finger and Als’s cock she’d just compared, utterly incomparable.