Does This Even Make Sense!? (2)
"......Whoa..."
I was at a loss for words, just hugging Lizbet tight as I sat on the toilet with the lid down, utterly awestruck. After cumming once, my head had cleared enough to take stock of the situation... but I still felt kinda dazed. My horse cock buried deep inside Lizbet, who was twitching against me. That warm, snug pressure enveloped it from the flared head all the way to the base. This sensation... my dick all the way up in her womb... was this really fucking happening?
"Nngh...♡ Ah...♡ Ahii...♡"
Lizbet had her face buried in my shoulder, trembling as she passed out. No matter how I looked at her expression, it wasn't one of pain. Essentia women were scary as hell...
I shivered for a moment, then glanced out the door at Als. He was still out cold, not even stirring. That was pretty impressive in its own way.
'Halfway through, Lizbet was practically screaming her lungs out...'
If I hadn't instinctively clamped a hand over her mouth in my half-delirious state, it would've been even louder. Thinking about it now gave me chills. I'd probably gone too far because her walls were crumbling so easily. Gotta hold back next time. Otherwise, Als might stab me in the gut before I fully conquered her.
I gently lifted the still-trembling, unconscious Lizbet to check her belly where my cock was lodged. It bulged out like she was nine months pregnant. Even seeing it again, it was shocking. Pressed this close, the surprise didn't fade. My entire horse cock was in there? Filled to the brim with my cum?
I placed a hand on her swollen belly, feeling the soft, resilient give. When I pressed lightly, Lizbet let out an "Ah!" and her stomach squirmed. A weird cocktail of emotions swirled inside me. It was astonishing, even a little terrifying... but watching it was turning me on more and more.
I did this to her... I turned Lizbet into this...
Suddenly, memories of my NEET days flooded back—the hardcore 19+ doujins that fueled my jerk-off sessions. Most of them were about conquering women with lovers in cartoonishly extreme ways. And here I was, living it.
Recalling those doujins melted away the fear, replaced by the thrill of Lizbet as my conquered bitch, passed out in my arms. Yeah. I'd claimed her. She was mine. Als, you just keep sleeping, loser.
I stroked the still-quivering Lizbet, savoring the afterglow with my cock still sheathed inside her.
About 20 minutes later, Lizbet finally started coming to. She was still twitching faintly, but her eyes focused, recognizing me.
"...Se...ma...?"
"Awake?"
I stroked her body as I asked. Lizbet slowly looked around, glanced at Als, then down at her crotch—still gripping my cock—and her pregnant-looking belly pressed against mine. Her face was still hazy as she stared at the sight.
"......I'm pissed..."
She muttered in a flat, weary voice, expression unchanged.
"Sorry, Liz... I know I went too far. Even I'm spooked now that I've calmed down."
Lizbet placed a limp hand on her belly, as if she couldn't believe it.
"What the hell is this... Does it even make sense? ...Feels like it's not my body..."
Her face was blankly shocked, but... was that a hint of joy? Or was I imagining it?
"...Haa... No strength in my body... Head's still floating..."
She leaned into my chest, mumbling. Then she weakly raised an arm, pinched my side, and said,
"You’re not thinking we’re just gonna let this slide, right...?"
"Yeah. My bad this time. Whatever you want, name it."
I half-expected her to say no more sex relief, but Lizbet just looked up at me from my chest.
"...My birthday's in about a week?"
Wait... what? Birthday? Lizbet's?
"Gotta blow all my cash on a gift she'll love, huh?"
"I'm picking the most expensive one..."
She smirked slyly. Looked like she wasn't actually mad. Good. But did she even realize my cock had reached her womb?
"...Before Als wakes up..."
"Yeah. Can you stand?"
Lizbet tried tensing her body, then shook her head and leaned back into me.
"Can't... Pull out..."
I grabbed her waist and slowly lifted her. As my cock slid out inch by inch, she let out lewd "Mmngh" moans, twitching. But the condom felt like it might slip off. Unsettling.
"Liz. If I pull out like this, the condom might stay inside. You okay with that?"
"......If I clench, it won't leak...? Worst case, I'll use contraception magic, so just pull out..."
...Contraception magic? That existed?
I was surprised but pulled out anyway. Sure enough, the condom stayed in her belly as my cock slipped free, cum dripping just a bit on the floor. But the tip was clamped tight by her pussy—no more leaks. Lizbet's pussy was a goddamn masterpiece...
I grabbed the condom's end, gently pressed her relaxed belly, and eased it out. With a little pressure, her stomach gurgled, and a massive cum balloon popped free.
"...Weird feeling... Like laying a squishy egg... How do you even cum this much?"
Lizbet chuckled, leaning against the wall to catch her breath. She seemed to be regaining strength.
While she recovered, I asked about the magic I'd just heard.
"But... contraception magic? Like, for real?"
"...? Why wouldn't there be?"
"Then what's the point of condoms?"
"For cheaters... duh?"
Her face flushed as she said it. Condoms for affairs? What?
"Huh?"
"...?"
When I questioned if condoms weren't for birth control, her face looked like it had question marks floating over it. Huh?
She peeked at Als, closed the bathroom door, got dressed, and we swapped knowledge. Lizbet looked incredulous at what I said, then started Essentia's sex ed while cleaning up.
"What... Esser affinity? Constantly getting creampied by one guy's sperm makes it hard to get knocked up by anyone else?"
What the fuck? As Lizbet wiped cum off the floor, her explanation turned my worldview upside down. This wasn't just rubbery bodies—this was a whole different species from Earth humans.
"I'm more shocked you bought condoms without knowing... You really got 'em just to block pregnancy?"
She sighed.
"I figured you stocked up for brothel runs or seducing taken women... Not for actual birth control..."
Brothels, fine, but seducing taken women was my goal... Didn't know brothels had such a sleazy rep here. No wonder she always looked grossed out mentioning them. Guess in Essentia, only criminals hit those spots.
"So... if you find someone you love, you wouldn't bother with condoms?"
"Yeah... With all those options..."
Damn, wasted money on condoms. But anyway, I couldn't go raw with Lizbet openly yet. Even after making her my bitch, I'd planned to keep using them... But if contraception was that easy, committed couples probably skipped 'em. So later, once Lizbet submitted fully, I could creampie her endlessly, molding her body to only accept my seed...
Fuck, that thought was hot. Plus, what she'd shyly mentioned—Esser resonance during fertilization causing female orgasm... Made me wanna ditch condoms tomorrow. But not yet. Hope she greenlights creampies soon.
I glanced at her. Couldn't see her face squatting on the floor, but it looked flushed.
"Hng... Yeah... You didn't buy 'em for that, huh..."
She mumbled, head down. Seemed... pleased?
"Still, good thing I had 'em. Let you handle my urges."
"...W-Well, yeah..."
Her blushing face showed no more resistance to sex relief. Cleanup done, she cracked the door to check outside. Als still asleep as we slipped out.
"Haa... Good thing Als is out cold..."
She whispered. Did she realize? Just three quickies, and her behavior had shifted. No guilt, just "don't get caught." Even with two months of handies and blowies building her curiosity for my horse cock, this change was too fast. The lewd skills' doing?
Wondered how those skills even attached... Felt a bit iffy. But with Lizbet turning into my bitch so quick, who cared about downsides.
"......Ugh... Huh...?"
As we tidied the drinks, Als groaned, clutching his head. I'd figured he'd sleep till morning, but we'd started evening-ish and passed midnight.
Once he oriented, I waved off his apologies. Grimacing from the hangover, he asked,
"But... you two drank the whole time?"
We exchanged glances. I grinned.
"Nah, barely touched the booze. Just talked."
"Y-Yeah... Just chatting..."
Als, you clueless fuck—talk we did, with our bodies.
I handed him water. Lizbet urged him to bed, sounding concerned. Hangover pity, or anxiety about him lingering where we'd just fucked? Who knew. I echoed her; he bitter-smiled an apology, staggered to his room.
Lizbet saw him off at the door but didn't follow. As he turned for the stairs, I stroked her ass from behind. She twitched but didn't push my hand away.
"......How 'bout it? Als is gone—one more round...?"
"...No. Once a day, remember."
Blushing, she slipped my hand away to finish cleaning. Watching her, I felt the day she'd fully submit wasn't far off.