Days in the Narmer Kingdom (4)
“I didn't expect to have a guest, so it's a bit humble, but come on in.”
“Then, if you'll excuse me.”
It was Karura's house, the one she'd brought me to.
She called it humble, but it didn't feel that way at all.
If anything, it suited her perfectly—everything she needed and nothing more.
“...I'd appreciate it if you didn't look around quite so much.”
“Ah, sorry.”
Coming to a woman's house was a first for me, so I'd apparently gotten carried away gawking.
I apologized to Karura, who was flushing slightly as she spoke.
“So, when you said you wanted to give me a chance to make up for my rudeness and mistake... that means what I think it does, right?”
I had to ask, just in case it was purely an apology dinner or something innocent. That would deflate things in all sorts of ways. Thankfully, she gave a tiny nod.
Good—I wasn't misreading the situation and chugging kimchi soup alone in my head.
So I said it.
“Then show me your tits.”
“My... tits?”
Yeah, tits.
That's what I'd thought ever since I first laid eyes on her.
From the moment I saw those huge breasts of hers bouncing wildly up and down as she plunged her spear into the death worm's head and descended.
Experience told me that kind of movement only happened without any supportive undergarments—no bra, no corrections, nothing.
The other women were the same.
Karura, being a warrior, dressed a bit thicker than her subordinates, but it was still thin fabric. Judging by the jiggle and comparing to the others, there was nothing underneath—just raw, bare tits.
But that raised a question.
If she was like the others, naked under scraps of cloth, why didn't her nipples show through like theirs?
The other women soaked through with sweat sometimes, nipples visible right through their clothes. But Karura? No sign of it, not even a hint.
“...You really want to see my breasts?”
“Yes! Show me your tits!”
Most wore something on top, but plenty didn't, so it wasn't some cultural taboo against exposing breasts.
Still, my request made her visibly flustered. She hesitated for a long time before nodding.
“...Don't laugh or call it weird.”
“I won't.”
Laugh? No way in hell.
Sure, I was a big-tits zealot—the bigger the better, ideally bigger than her face—but that didn't mean I hated small ones.
They just weren't my type. Tits had no faults; big or small, each had their charms.
Small ones had their own appeal, and I just preferred bigger. Simple as that.
Anyone could see Karura had massive tits. No chance I'd mock them.
“Those eyes... I believe them. They're the eyes of someone who truly means it.”
She stared at me, then started peeling off her top.
Jiggle~♡
Her top was so minimal it came off in seconds, her bare tits bouncing free.
And that solved the nipple mystery.
“Inverted...”
What should have been perky little nipples poking cutely from her huge tits were shyly hidden away inside them.
“...Does it look strange to you? Out of all the subjects of Narmer Kingdom, only my breasts are like this.”
I knew inverted nipples weren't that rare—at least in the human world I remembered.
But thinking back, none of my clients had them.
Anyway, to her question about whether they were weird, I answered.
“Not weird at all. If anything...”
“If anything...?”
If anything, I loved it.
Especially since it was my first time seeing inverted nipples up close.
But I couldn't say that outright, so I went vague.
“They're cute, that's all.”
“C-Cute...? Me, the kingdom's greatest warrior, cute?”
Acting like she'd never heard that word before.
Well, in a world without men, maybe “cute” wasn't a common compliment.
“...Excluding what the Pharaoh said, that's the first time I've heard it.”
Apparently it was true.
Seeing the usually bold, warrior-like Karura mumbling and blushing almost made me hard.
No, it did.
“Milord, that's...”
“It's my dick. Never seen one?”
She stared at the tent in my pants and murmured. I asked, and she nodded.
“...When I was born, there were no men left in this world, Narmer Kingdom included. Even my father—the kingdom's strongest warrior—was long dead by then.”
“Ah... sorry.”
I'd meant to tease her a bit about it being her first dick sighting, but her heavy response threw me off.
“No need to worry. It's been over a century.”
“...A century?”
“Yes. I'm only a hundred and twenty-three, so it's over a hundred and twenty years ago.”
Her age...
Older than I'd guessed.
Well, I'd heard as much vaguely.
Lilith had told me Narmer Kingdom was on the brink of ruin long ago, and the survivors were superhumans who'd shed mortal lifespans, living centuries easily.
So Karura, just past a hundred, was actually on the young side.
Still, her stating her age so boldly was new.
Most women I'd met got mad or dodged if I asked their age.
Though I'd only asked Lilith and Hoaran a few times.
Anyway, to lighten the suddenly heavy mood from my failed joke, I said,
“Can I suck on your tits?”
“Eh...?”
She tilted her head.
“...Sucking on breasts? Isn't that for babies? Aren't you a grown adult, milord?”
Grown, sure.
But age didn't matter for tit-sucking.
With no men around for so long, she seemed to have forgotten foreplay entirely. So I explained.
“Men love sucking on women's tits.”
Not a lie.
I couldn't speak for all men, but if a beauty like Karura offered, I'd latch on in a heartbeat.
“...Is that so? Come to think of it, my mother mentioned something like that once.”
I tuned out the alchemy-of-her-parents story and pressed.
“Can I suck?”
“My wish to repay you stands. If that's what you desire, then do so.”
Sweet, permission granted.
I focused my eyes slightly, staring at her tits.
Her body was barely lit, almost non-glowing—nipples and wings faintly so. Her erogenous zones were practically nonexistent.
No wonder she'd never even masturbated.
In a manless world, sure, but for a person? Though with her straightforward personality, she'd probably just powered through dutifully.
I reached out and grabbed one massive tit.
“Mm...”
She flinched awkwardly, like no one had ever groped her before. More careful than with Liliana's virgin reveal, I kneaded gently.
She looked down at me curiously.
“...Didn't you say suck? Why just knead?”
“Just wait a sec.”
Gently massaging, rubbing softly, I saw reactions start—maybe she wasn't totally asexual.
“Mm, ungh... mm...”
Still more ticklish than pleasurable, from the look of it. I asked,
“How's it feel?”
“...Ticklish. And a bit weird.”
As expected. I nodded and kept kneading.
I'd only heard about it, never seen, but after a while...
“There.”
Effort paid off.
Persistent stimulation coaxed her shy nipple out.
Poke♡
Tiny and pink against her huge tit—adorably cute.
Worth the work.
“Hoh...”
She stared at it in wonder. On a hunch, I asked,
“First time seeing it?”
No way, right?
But she shook her head.
“Not the first. As a child, I hated being different and tried fixing it. Saw it then.”
Uh...
“...If I may ask, how'd you do it?”
“Stuck my finger in and pulled. It went right back.”
That must've hurt like a bitch.
Or maybe not.
Wouldn't know till I tried.
“More importantly, how did you do it? You didn't pull—just kneaded.”
I knew vaguely, not details.
Almost said “man magic,” but that might implant weird ideas. Tweaked it.
“I've got a special technique.”
None, really.
But Hoaran's massages or Lilith's foreplay tips could've worked. Not totally wrong.
She looked impressed—“Hoh”—and I felt good.
“Indeed, another world. To fix what even a century couldn't.”
Not fixed.
Just erect from stimulation.
But...
“I called to repay you, but I have a selfish request. Could you fix this side too?”
She thrust out the other tit, its nipple still hidden unlike the poked-out one.
Her innocent plea—offering her tits herself, what she'd normally hide—turned me on hard.
“...Gonna try a different method this time. Okay?”
“If it fixes it, anything.”
Alright then.
I grabbed the tit again. But no kneading this time.
“Using my mouth now.”
“Your mouth...?”
“Yeah, sucking seems better.”
Because I wanted to suck them bad.
Planned it from the start.
But.
“...I see. You'd already noticed my body's issue. That's why you wanted to suck to fix it, right?”
No.
I just wanted to devour those milk tanks.
Her misunderstanding was kinda funny.
“Exactly. I'll fix it quick.”
Whatever—good outcome. I leaned in, lips pressing to the deep, shy divot hiding her nipple.