Chapter 45 - Second Mating! (3)

“Nngh... nn... ah...♡”

Still basking in the afterglow of my ejaculation, we shared a long kiss before I slowly pulled away and looked down at Lizbet. Her face was a mess of tears and saliva. That expression—eyes unfocused, mouth slightly agape in what looked like a blissful smile—was the face of a happy female utterly conquered.

Seeing that face, along with her bloated belly still stuffed with my horse semen wrapped in the condom, filled me with absolute certainty. Lizbet was now completely my female.

This was nothing like our first time, when she was too drunk to grasp the situation. Today, Lizbet had come to my room of her own accord. She had craved my horse cock herself and willingly drowned in the pleasure it gave her. She would never forget this sensation etched into her body. Even if I died or vanished and she spent nights with Als, her body would always remember this ecstasy and make her think of my horse cock.

From now on, Lizbet could never go back to her old self. That fact aroused me to no end.

“Huu... heh... uuh...”

Lizbet, who had shared a final kiss with my horse lips, seemed unable to fully regain her senses. It had been several minutes since our mating ended, but she was still trembling like she was in the throes of climax. Her face was dazed, almost unconscious, her eyes unfocused. And the flesh clinging to my horse cock inside her was twitching spasmodically, her inner walls writhing.

I savored that expression and the lingering tremors around my cock for a satisfying moment. I wanted to enjoy her body all night like this, but we had our agreement—and in her current state, pushing further might break her completely. Regretfully, I began to slowly pull my hips back, trying to withdraw my horse cock.

But it wouldn't come out easily, thanks to the condom filled with horse semen packed deep in her womb. Tricky. I could just yank it out and let the condom slip free or whatever, but we hadn't used one when I took her virginity. Back then, it couldn't be helped, but if semen got inside now, she might get pregnant. If it happened during our first fuck, fine—but quite some time had passed since then with no signs from Lizbet, so probably not. I was in my full horse body then anyway, and I had no idea if that form could even impregnate humans. Same uncertainties now, but to be safe, sticking to condoms should be fine.

Of course, impregnating a female is proof of conquest for a male, a rewarding way to leave offspring—and I did want to see Lizbet swollen with my child. But to buy enough time in this world, to properly delay its destruction, I still had plenty to do. I'd push pregnancy off for later if possible.

With that in mind, I reluctantly gripped the condom around my horse cock and began easing it out bit by bit. Maybe because the semen was liquid, I felt the condom slipping out along with my cock as I withdrew. My enormous length, which hadn't even fully inserted, slowly emerged until it finally slipped free of Lizbet's pussy.

The condom was still lodged inside, and I worried it might burst, but holding it firm as I pulled back further, her belly sloshed and out came the condom brimming with horse semen. Whether due to its size or some special material in this world's condoms, it didn't rupture—thank goodness. I peeled it off, tied the end, and stared at the semen balloon. It really drove home how unnaturally massive my output was.

I placed the condom on her belly and gazed at Lizbet. She'd need more time to come around. She was still moaning softly, her body quivering and twitching. On the somewhat narrow bed—barely big enough for two—I stroked her breasts and head, waiting for her to wake. While I waited, I opened her Status Window to check her condition.

Heh heh heh. I love that title. Lizbet really can't escape my horse cock now.

Checking her Status Window after a while, all her skills had leveled up massively overall. No idea what the max is, but these numbers were promising. And seeing the Desire skill she'd gotten from Lianna meant I could expect her to come to me on her own without pushing. Combined with Lewd, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her boiling desires would be too much to contain.

And this new Affection skill... nice. To make her betray her lover and swear unconditional obedience and loyalty to me, affection was essential. Obedience without it was just coerced domination. To make her offer everything willingly, it was a must-have.

Finally, favorability... Als, you're done! That number said it all. Sure, recalling how she'd waffled at Klea's words meant it wasn't set in stone, but at this rate, she'd feel more joy with me than with him.

About ten minutes after closing the window, focus returned to Lizbet's eyes, and she came to.

“Huu... eh? Ah...?”

“Awake, Liz?”

Stroking her cheek as I asked, she looked at me and gave a faint smile, her face still a bit dazed.

“...Yeah...”

“Heh heh. You were out of it for a while. Felt that good?”

Blushing at my question, she gazed at me and replied, “...It felt amazing... Nothing like this ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠has ever happened to me... My body still doesn't feel like my own...”

Even after time had passed and she'd regained her senses, her body twitched occasionally, echoing the aftershocks. Just how much pleasure did my horse cock give her?

We slowly sat up against the headboard, and I draped an arm over her shoulders. She didn't resist, nestling quietly into my embrace with a hazy smile. Stroking her head—finding her so lovable—I showed her my still-throbbing horse cock.

“I was satisfied too. This guy's still hungry, but we agreed once a day, so nothing to be done.”

Her eyes drifted down to my pulsing horse cock, staring blankly. Yeah, that once-a-day condition wouldn't last long.

“Well, he shot ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠so much, he can't complain.” Pointing to the condom that had rolled off her belly onto the bed, she slowly picked up the massive, water-balloon-like thing and peered inside.

“It's so heavy... and still warm...”

“You've seen and swallowed plenty before. Though packed in a condom is new, yeah.”

As I said that, I caught her gulping, her throat bobbing. Hugging her tighter, I kneaded her breast with the hand on that side.

“So? It's late—stay over? Past 3 a.m. already. Even if it's next door, better to crash here.”

“......Still, I should go to my room. If Als comes in the morning...”

Still worrying about Als meant, favorability aside, her relationship with him nagged at her. Disappointing, but soon she'd wake up in my bed every morning.

“Fine. Can't be helped.”

I kissed her cheek. Kissing with horse lips felt awkward, but in another way, thrillingly exciting.

“From now on... you come to my room every night. Got it?”

She nodded, trembling, head bowed. After fondling her huge breasts a bit more for rest, she got up to dress. Her putting on underwear was too tempting; I approached, groped her ass, and hugged her. She looked troubled but whispered, “Tomorrow night.” Not like she hated it.

I saw her off, then alone, struck a triumphant pose like in The Shawshank Redemption, tossed the used condom in the trash, and crashed. The fresh ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠sheets were damp, but I'd savor the sensation tonight.

With that, I fell asleep.

The next morning, sunlight streamed in. Checking the clock, I'd slept just over three hours. Yet it felt like the most refreshing sleep since arriving in this world—probably thanks to last night's satisfaction.

Humming a tune, I got up. I stripped the still-damp sheets as Lizbet had instructed, tossed them in the washer, then showered. Despite the early hour, my light body made me sing cheerfully. When I emerged, the sheets were perfectly clean and dry. Impressive.

“Whoa... this world's washers are something else.”

No water? What principle? Amazed, I remade the bed, did light stretches, and dressed while humming. Lizbet was probably still out cold, so maybe grab breakfast and enjoy this freshness with a stroll.

With that leisurely thought, I opened the door and headed for the stairs—where Als was coming up from below.

“Oh? Als?”

“Ah, Sema. Good morning.”

He looked tired, like he hadn't slept well. Hmm. Poor guy.

“You look beat.”

“Yeah, upstairs was noisy last night. Sounded like furniture moving.”

...Wait, what?

“Uh... Als, what room are you in?”

“203...”

Aha. His room was right below mine. Unintentionally, he'd heard my romp with Lizbet. But calling it furniture-moving sounds like he didn't suspect.

“Oops, sorry about that. I'm in 303. Got the room last night, got excited rearranging furniture—forgot about the noise.”

“Ah, figured it might be you up there. All done now?”

“Yeah, finished. Sorry, Als.”

He laughed it off, saying once was fine. This could be trouble. If last night's noise reached him, louder future sessions might tip him off. Getting caught midway would suck...

As I pondered, he headed to Lizbet's room to wake her. No, Als—let her sleep.

“She looked tired yesterday. Better let her rest?”

“Hmm... yeah? Wanna grab breakfast just us, then?”

We went down and ate simply at a nearby restaurant. Midway, Als suggested a welcome party now that I was here.

Haha, Als. Lizbet already gave me a body welcome. Recalling her body from hours ago, I smiled and agreed.