Milia, the Futanari Elf
4) Milia (Elf Futana)
“Wait, just a moment!”
After hurriedly changing my clothes, I sat on the bed, feeling unnecessarily nervous, fidgeting with my fingers and sniffing my own body for no reason.
Are elves usually this forward?
The other elves didn’t show any signs of that—it must just be Milla, right?
“You may come in.”
Sshhh…
The door opened very softly, without a sound, revealing the figure behind it.
A pure white dress.
Nothing more, nothing less—just a single pure white dress.
A petite frame, only slightly taller than Meria, yet with breasts that were disproportionately large for her size.
There was no way a mere scrap of fabric could possibly cover those enormous breasts, which were bigger than her head.
Seeing that sight confirmed that my initial impression of the atmosphere was correct.
“Does it look strange? I bought it but never tried it on, so I’m not sure how it’ll look.”
“No, it’s beautiful.”
Combined with her silver hair, Miss Milia’s pure white dress seemed to absorb the moonlight, making her look like a piece of silver ore itself.
“I heard from Armeria that you went through a rough time in prison.”
“Yeah, well, thanks to that, I’ve gotten a bit tougher.”
“And actually, Armeria said there was something she didn’t tell Mr. Sharuhen. She said it wasn’t the right situation to bring it up in prison.”
What on earth was she hiding this time?
“Well… she said she gets a faint, pheromone-like scent from you that makes her flush. It’s not like she smells anything, but she gets slightly aroused when she’s near you. She’s not sure if it’s just a normal feeling from having been intimate with you, or if it’s because of her succubus heart.”
What on earth is she blabbing about now?
“She only told me. I’ve looked after her a lot since she was little, and we’ve been like sisters.”
Ms. Milia hurriedly defended Meria, and I started to get confused—should I focus on scolding her first, or should I think about those pheromones and the succubus’s heart she mentioned earlier?
Wait, so does that mean Ms. Milia’s mood up until now was just because of those pheromones?
I came here to tell her about that, but am I just being paranoid?
That thought crossed my mind for a moment, but then Ms. Milia’s… no, her outfit caught my eye.
…Though it’s not really that kind of outfit, is it? Surely she doesn’t sleep in that?
“I don't really know myself. The experiments I underwent in prison were just human experiments where they cut off my limbs—those guys didn't actually have their way with me. Plus, since I only just got out yesterday, I don't really know what's going on with my body either.”
“So, that’s why I’m saying this. I know it’s really rude, and I’ve held back until now, but I just can’t stand Ms. Sharu’s… pheromones anymore. Even if you look down on me…”
Sure enough, calling someone you just met yesterday out alone in the middle of the night would seem suspicious to anyone.
No, I don’t know the whole story yet. She might be asking for something else.
I shouldn’t get my hopes up and end up embarrassed.
“I have… something.”
“Huh?”
“My… manhood…”
?
“?”
Huh?
“No, I'm sorry!”
Flustered, I grabbed Ms. Milia's wrist as she tried to leave. Since I'd grabbed her so impulsively, I tried to think of something to say but nothing came to mind, so I let go.
“I’ve only told Meria about this—well, actually, there’s no one else I could tell anyway. Ever since I received the succubus heart transplant, I sometimes get these surges of sexual desire. That’s why I acted so ridiculous at the hot springs this morning.”
Now that I’ve said it out loud, it sounds like I’m making a big deal out of just masturbating because I was horny, but it’s the truth.
As soon as I finished speaking, Ms. Milia stopped hesitating and slowly opened her mouth.
“...Because of the way my body is, I was bullied from a young age. They called me a monster. It got better after I became an adult, but by then I was already famous in the village, so everyone only dealt with me professionally. Only someone like Armeria cared about me.”
“I know this might sound a bit harsh, but leaving the village…”
“That’s why I went on trips so often. After all, leaving a village I’ve lived in for over a hundred years isn’t easy.”
Hearing the word “100,” I really felt what it meant to be an elf. A hundred years is roughly middle age for a human, but no matter how I looked at her, she appeared to be in her 20s or 30s.
I’ve never had any experience with men, but with a beauty like this, I don’t think it would matter at all.
More than anything, I’m starting to get really turned on myself.
I’m sorry, but seeing her so hesitant like that just triggers my sadistic tendencies—I just want to torment her.
Ah, I wish I had a dick.
“So, you’re asking a human woman who’s 80 years younger than you—not even an adult by elven standards—and whom you’ve known for less than a day, to satisfy you just because you’re in heat?”
I sat on the bed with my legs crossed, resting my chin in my hand as I looked up at Ms. Milia.
“I know it’s crazy, but I thought if it were Mr. Sharuuen, it would be okay… I hate having this thing too, but I’ve never been able to satisfy my urges.”
“Hmm, you weren’t just traveling around looking for holes to fill because there was no one in the village to satisfy you, were you?”
“I don’t do that kind of thing! W-well, there have been times I wanted to…”
She’s an even cuter elf than I expected.
Whenever I start getting too caught up in my sexual desires—which isn’t like me—I try to remind myself it’s because of my succubus blood, but in the end, I just get swept away by it.
“Just so you know, my only experience has been with Meria. I’m not gay, but I’ve never really dated a guy either; I just ended up sleeping with Meria by accident.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
“I guess I’m just getting turned on, but it’s because it’s you, Milla.”
I decided not to mention that it was definitely because of her 3:7 face-to-chest ratio.
“I like you too, Sharu-en! I’m sorry to Meria, though.”
It’s kind of funny that we’re saying we like each other after knowing each other for only a day.
“You seem to be misunderstanding—we’re not dating or anything. We’re just like older and younger sisters, and we just sleep together sometimes.”
Saying that makes me sound like a total piece of trash.
“Since Armeria told me so bluntly, I kind of saw that coming, but at least now I can do this with a little less guilt.”
“If you come to my room in heat and then can’t get it up because of guilt, that’d be a problem in its own way, wouldn’t it?”
I swallowed hard and carefully slipped my hand under her dress; the soft sensation made me feel embarrassed all over.
“This is my first time dealing with something like this, so you’ll have to cut me some slack, okay?”
I nodded.
I guess I’ll just have to wing it since I’ve never had sex with a man before.
No, wait, before that.
“It just occurred to me—there’s no chance of getting pregnant, right?”
“I’ll raise the baby myself!”
No, no, it’s not about “I’ll raise the child”…
Since I’m a futanari, I have no way of knowing if I’m even capable of getting someone pregnant, so I’m just feeling a bit anxious.
Before I could even explain further, Milia’s eyes widened as if she’d understood the intent behind my words.
“Ah, ah. Female elves are required to learn contraceptive magic once they reach adulthood.”
Milia laid me down, placed her hand on my stomach, and chanted a spell. Soon after, a faint pattern appeared just below my navel.
It feels a bit strange having this black tattoo-like mark on my stomach.
“It depends on your magical power, but this spell lasts at least two hours.”
“Hmm.”
Having been lying down while she cast the spell, I pulled Milla’s arm to lay her down, then sat up and looked down at her.
“Sharuun. That’s enough.”
“Me too, Milia… uh.”
I gently gripped Milia’s cock and gave it a few up-and-down strokes.
As it swelled almost instantly, I stroked it with equal parts excitement and curiosity, and it didn’t feel unpleasant at all.
“If it depends on magical power, that means it could last even less than that.”
I lifted my dress slightly and continued speaking while pressing my face against Milia’s cock.
“Should I take that to mean you’re going to fuck me hard for at least two hours?”
“Uh, w-well…”
“You said it was your first time, but isn’t booking two hours a bit perverted? It’s my first time too, and you might ruin me inside.”
It’s funny that I said that—even if I get ruined, I’ll recover anyway.
I continued to gently stroke Milia’s cock up and down, then carefully touched my tongue to the soft, fragrant shaft she’d left at the bathhouse that morning.
“Ugh!”
An immediate reaction as soon as my tongue touched it.
I wanted to tease him a little more, but if he came right now and it ended, Milia would be embarrassed, and I’d feel a bit disappointed too. I’ll do that after we’re done.
Deciding I wouldn’t keep him waiting any longer, I tossed my pants aside. My panties were a little damp—I must have gotten wet without realizing it.
Ideally, I’d prefer to lie down and have Milla take the lead, but after taking the initiative like this, changing positions now just doesn’t feel right.
I climbed on top of Milla and stripped off the rest of my clothes. I thought I’d lost all sense of shame after doing it so much with Meria, but maybe because the partner was different, a strange wave of embarrassment washed over me.
“Ugh, uh...”
I felt a strange sense of superiority as I looked down at Milia, who was peeking up at me from between her fingers while covering her face as if embarrassed.
Wait, do I have a sadistic streak?
“How cheap of you—you get to see my face and my naked body clearly, but you won’t even let me see Milia’s face?”
I leaned forward, grabbed Milla’s hands, and forced her into a “hands-up” position.
Thanks to that, her breasts came into full view.
Honestly, I couldn’t help but focus more on her breasts than her face. They’re bigger than her face, after all.
“So, should I… put it in?”