Were These Girls Actually Affected by the Common Sense Alteration?
Did these girls really get hit by the Common Sense Alteration?
A low, satisfied groan rumbled out of me as the night wore on. After I finished savoring every inch of them, the two of them came crawling over and wrapped themselves around me from both sides, and we passed the night like that.
At some point I'd fallen so deep under the spell of their sultry affection that I'd started acting spoiled, like a man bewitched.
"Mmmngh… gonna pound this wolf pussy til it's ruined! Oh—oooh, having your cock touched is the best!"
While I stroked along her lower half, she squirmed under my hand.
"Hnngh—wait, is that a kiss? Those lips just kissed your cock, you know?"
"Don't care! So hurry up and kiss me already!"
"Yes, sir, Mr. Goblin! Mwah~"
Our tongues tangled together as we pressed our naked bodies flush against each other, sharing a deep, drawn-out kiss.
"For a wolf, you're soaked all the way through—your pussy's practically melted. Well then, time to feast on it properly!"
"Ooohh~♥"
She pressed her body close against mine, and I pumped load after load of finisher-grade baby batter deep into my personal onahole wolf pussy, stuffing her full to the brim.
"Kyaa~ Mr. Goblin, you're so cute~ And that body of yours is rock solid on top of it. Incredible."
"Mmmh… your abs are so hard, too. Mwah. Mwah."
Lucy pressed her lips right against my navel without a shred of hesitation, her tongue working as she licked along my stomach. I stroked her head gently as I enjoyed it, while behind me Luna wrapped her arms around me and offered her own body up as a backrest for me to lean on.
If anyone had walked in, they'd probably have taken us for genuine lovers.
So there we were, clinging to each other from both sides, savoring a harem that had fallen into our laps overnight, nuzzling and cuddling until the sun came up.
"Hwaaah… that was seriously incredible."
I murmured it as I opened my eyes to the morning light, and sure enough, the sun was already hanging bright and high in the sky.
"Haaahm~"
With a light yawn, I stretched my arms. The two of them lay naked on either side of me, and honestly? The view was doing all sorts of things for me.
Bathed in sunlight, they were drenched in sweat from the night's efforts, radiating an utterly spent, thoroughly-ravished aura.
How should I put it—they'd been way more amazing than I expected. We'd fucked hard enough to melt my cock clean off, so there wasn't a single thing to complain about.
Then again, just how overpowered was this hypnosis cock of mine, that the moment they laid eyes on it they got completely bewitched and started shaking their hips in an omanko dance for me?
I was musing over that strange thought as I climbed down off the bed. The two of them, apparently worn out from a whole night of relentless sex, did nothing but groan softly in their sleep.
"Heh heh…" I let out a small, wry chuckle and glanced around the room. No matter how I looked at it, the place was an absolute disaster, and honestly, it was getting on my nerves.
Panties were strewn everywhere, and from all that vigorous sex, the room was a total mess of bodily fluids.
Sure, I'd fucked them both senseless with the Common Sense Alteration Cock, but no matter how you sliced it, doing it in a dump like this was not a good look. It was only right to clean up at least a little.
I picked up the discarded rags lying around the floor, covered my groin, gathered all the panties into a pile, and shoved them into a basket. Then, wiping up the scattered fluids one by one, I started yawning all over again.
Luna and Lucy, for their part, slept soundly on the bed, snoring away without a care—even after I finished cleaning the disaster zone.
"Hmm… I'm getting hungry. Should I make us something?"
Somehow, ever since becoming a goblin, my body felt strangely healthy. With all this muscle on me, I figured I was on a whole different level from my old self—that middle-aged guy with the flabby gut.
Getting even healthier after turning into a goblin—what kind of absurdity was that?
The sheer ridiculousness of it made me sneak a peek in the mirror, and well… is this thing even a goblin?
No matter how I looked at it, it seemed more like something close to a dark elf than a goblin.
Was I maybe one-tenth of one percent goblin blood, and the rest all elf?
That said, for an elf, my lower half was absurdly impressive. The fact that my cock was standing proud and swelling up firm despite looking like that honestly surprised even me.
From what I gathered, ordinary elves didn't have much going on down there—so maybe this was precisely because I was a real goblin at heart.
Shrugging my shoulders, I stepped out of the room. A cool breeze drifted in, and I felt my body shiver ever so slightly at the touch of it.
Turns out, after romping around that room all night, the place had become thick with our mingled scents. Honestly, given that the source was two gorgeous wolf girls and me going at it with wild abandon, it wasn't exactly an unpleasant smell.
It made me break into a grin. This is just the best, isn't it! Two of them, not the least bit shy, stripping down without hesitation and showing off their pussies like it was nothing!
And every single one of them a stunner. I suppose that's what you get from living inside an eroge world.
Humming a light tune, I made my way to the living room. The house looked cleaner than I'd expected—more of a cozy cabin, really, built entirely of wood, which gave it a quiet, peaceful sort of atmosphere.
Yawning and rubbing my eyes, I wandered toward the kitchen. Strange knowledge had somehow settled into my head, and I tilted my head at it—but eh, whatever, I shrugged. After all, it was packed with instructions on how to cook delicious food.
On top of that… hmm. How to brew medicine. How to make explosives. Some kind of alchemy…?
Wait a second. Is this guy even a goblin?
This was not the kind of knowledge a goblin should have, no matter how I looked at it. I was still puzzling over whether that could possibly be right when my body started moving on its own, and before I knew it, I was standing in front of the stove.
"Oooh…!"
How should I put it—it felt almost magical.
I lit the fire, set a pan on the heat, and once it was hot, melted butter across the surface. Tossed in finely chopped onions and sautéed them, set them aside on a plate, then cut the meat and started searing it.
Using the leftover drippings in the pan, I stir-fried potatoes and carrots, added the onions back in, and poured in water.
Then in went the seared meat, crushed tomatoes over the top, and I let the whole thing simmer away for a good long while.
Seasoning it with a few extra spices was just a bonus.
After letting it bubble for some time, I killed the heat, looked down at the pot, and even slid it into the oven to bake.
Why any of this was stored inside a goblin's head, I had no idea. Did the game have some kind of daily-life crafting system, and did I come over maxed out on it?
"Hnn… honestly, I don't think I mind."
So did that make me an alchemist, job-wise? I had alchemy-related skills stuffed in my head, but with no King-Status Window to look at, I couldn't tell what was going on or how any of it worked.
Damn it all—I'm actually envying a status window now!
I grumbled inwardly as I sat quietly in front of the oven, and before long, I heard a soft rustling behind me.
"Hmm?"
When I turned my head, Lucy had come up to me and rested her chin squarely on top of my head.
Then, in an extraordinarily sweet voice, she asked:
"Wow… Mr. Goblin, you can cook too? Honestly, you're not a goblin at all, are you? One look at you and anyone would say you're more of a dark elf than a goblin."
"…"
So she thinks so too, huh? Honestly, so do I—but hearing it from her of all people was something else entirely.
"Well, I mean, no real elf would have a cock this thick and magnificent. Fufufu…"
So elves here officially have tiny equipment? Hearing her say it so bluntly made it hard not to laugh.
I shrugged once more and quietly savored the weight of her chest pressing down on my head. How should I put it—having something so heavy and soft resting on me didn't feel bad at all.
"By the way… hasn't the magic worn off yet?"
Come to think of it, it had been quite a while since they first laid eyes on my cock. Or did it become permanent once you came inside them—something like that?
Thinking, huh, that wouldn't be bad at all, I asked—and her answer was a masterpiece in its own right.
"Oh… you mean that weird magic on your cock? That wore off ages ago."
"Huh?"
Hang on. What did she just say?
I froze, dumbfounded, while she grinned and gave a soft hoo— of warm breath against my ear, whispering things that left me utterly speechless.
"Honestly? At this point I don't need any magic or whatever—I just want to fuck you. Ahh, it's just too good! The way you swing those hips feels like it's ringing through my whole skull! A goblin, of all things, with a cock that magnificent and a body that healthy, slamming that deep, melting beast-sex straight into my babymaker. That's just plain cheating."
So she'd been into it even more than I realized. As I let out a small, bewildered sigh, Lucy came padding over as well and settled down in front of me, gazing at me with curiosity in her eyes.
"Are you really a goblin? No matter how I look at you, you seem like a dark elf."
"And for an elf, fufu… you're incredibly solid and healthy, aren't you, sis?"
"True enough, I suppose. If you'd been one of those weak, sickly elf bastards, you'd have been flattened and knocked out cold ages ago."
Just how badly is elf-hating regarded around here, that they'll say things like that to my face?
"Besides, those arrogant mage-types could never manage to make a proper meal like this, either."
"I can guess—they'd just order their servants around and demand to be fed hand to mouth."
"Hmm… it seems their opinion of elves isn't exactly rosy." To be honest, the only elves I knew were either the classic fantasy kind or the ones called ero-elves, so this was new to me.
But from the way they talked, these elves apparently weren't the ero-elf type either. More like something even more wicked and unpleasant, maybe?
When I pulled the pot out of the oven and set it on the table, that was the first time I actually took in their appearance.
Yeah… they were completely, utterly naked. Not a stitch on them.
"Uh, maybe throw something on, at least?"
Granted, they'd been hit by the Common Sense Alteration Cock, but this felt like a bit much, so I said my piece—and of course, their response was pure gold.
"What? Cover up? Now? After we've seen everything there is to see of each other?"
"Fufu… really, isn't the goblin being far too gentlemanly?"
They said it in the laziest, most languid tones, settling their naked bodies onto the chairs and tilting their heads at me from side to side—and no, it was definitely not just my imagination that they looked exactly like a pair of puppies.
Before I knew it, adorable was the first thought that sprang to mind. Despite the fact that their bodies were shamelessly, obscenely gorgeous!
"You're just gonna end up doing it anyway, Mr. Goblin, so why not strip all the way down too?"
"Wandering around butt-naked feels surprisingly refreshing—it's not bad at all!"
With the sisters sitting there in the buff like that, well… I had to admit it sounded pretty reasonable. Hmm…
"Yeah, that doesn't sound half bad. Up we go!"
And with that, I flung off the rag I'd been wearing without a second thought.
The moment I did, their eyes lit up like a pair of sparklers.
"I knew it… it's absolutely magnificent."
"A full morning erection on a handsome goblin cock—the best…♥"
They stared at my cock with trembling, shivering eyes, drool steadily pooling as they gazed at me with lazy, lustful abandon—and honestly…
These girls were actually hit by the Common Sense Alteration… right?
They weren't just perverts from the very beginning… were they?