#13 I'm Big Bro's Little Sister Onahole♥ (Heart - Little Sister Hypnosis) (1)
The cultists met their end like this, subjected to public execution. Not the kind that stole their lives, as Noa and Renoa had suggested, but as public toilets and breeding vessels for the masses.
The cultists handed over to Mea were immediately modified. The men among them were mostly reborn as women. Since there were questions about their fertility and no one knew how it would turn out, their pregnancy functions were completely blocked before shipping them off to Stonevic. Throughout the festival—and beyond—they would serve as public fucktoys nonstop.
They'd atone for the resentment born from wrecking the city, becoming the foundation for long-term public safety and boosting the citizens' happiness.
The young women among the cultists—about thirty percent, with no fertility issues—were left in Gaon King's original territory to face punishment as orc breeding stock. A ranch was built for them; it was rudimentary for now, but the facilities would improve over time, with more amenities added.
Conveniently, the female scouts who'd come with Noa before were all successfully impregnated. It was perfect timing, right when they needed fresh cum dumps to carry pregnancies to term.
Cultists were criminals who saw human life as worthless, including their own. Man or woman, they'd spilled plenty of blood. But through Gaon King's mercy, they now had a chance to atone.
Whether birthing new life or comforting the cocks of the lonely, these harbingers of endless tragedy and sorrow would now bring forth new souls and happiness.
Instead of death, they'd live somewhat useful lives. For that, they owed Gaon King infinite gratitude.
The festivals in Stonevic and the main territory lasted three full days of revelry. Those were the peak celebrations; afterward, a toned-down version would fill out the remaining week.
Gaon enjoyed the festive vibe at first, but he quickly grew bored. Crowds and noise weren't his thing to begin with. Back in his old life, holidays meant zoning out all day in quiet spots like museums or art galleries.
'Even that got ruined by work most of the time.'
Recalling how he'd surrendered weekends and holidays to the grind still sent chills down his spine. Anyway, festival was done, but he'd milk the holiday vibes a bit longer.
He holed up in his hotel room in the territory.
"Come on, little sis. If you don't get out quick, it's pussy-rubbing punishment again? Come on, try harder."
"Ugh... ahh~~!! N-no... let me gooo... I-I'm not... your little sister... or anything..."
"What're you talking about, Heart little sis? You've always been my little sis. The kind who gets off on big bro bullying you."
"No, that's not trueee... ah... let go...♡"
In Gaon's room. Heart, summoned here again today, was cradled in Gaon King's arms, clinging tightly to his limbs.
Her slender arms and legs were far too weak to push away his strong grip. Even trying to use her hero strength, some inexplicable force pinned her down, preventing any real resistance.
Held tight in his embrace, she couldn't fight back as he poked her sensitive spots—or groped her boldly. She was completely his plaything.
In the end, Heart couldn't escape his arms even after he slowly counted to one hundred.
As punishment for failing, she got the "pussy-rubbing penalty." Her hypersensitive body reacted wildly to his hands, cumming buckets.
"Nngh, oh, oh, oh...!!"
Her pussy rubbed raw by his hand, juices gushing, hips bucking as she climaxed noisily. He even pinched her clit midway, drawing scream-like moans—but no one would come check.
Next, his cock ravaged her. Bent over, ass spanked red, her precious hole brutally pounded.
Gaon King's dick was rock-hard, veiny, and pulsed with strange energy. Just the in-and-out motion alone drove Heart to mind-melting pleasure.
'This is weird, weird, weird, totally fucked up.'
'Why can't I resist this guy?'
'Who was I again? His... little sister? No no, I'm... I'm... huh...'
She'd been a detective, explorer, adventurer, ace investigator, embodiment of wisdom... right? And big bro (Gaon)'s little sister...?
"...!? Onahole... guh...!"
"Cumming again? Big bro hasn't even nutted enough yet, and you're hogging all the orgasms? Bratty much."
"Eek... heek... S-sorry... big brooo... this is...♡"
"Kidding, kidding. Truth is, I've always wanted a little sis like you—obedient, ready to use whenever. Dream come true."
"Aah... hit...♡"
Ass smacked hard, Gaon stirred her insides with his cock again. Face-down, Heart gasped loudly, drool and pussy juice dripping everywhere.
Then slap slap. Squelch squelch. After a dozen more thrusts and pounds, he finally creampied her.
But one load wouldn't satisfy him, so Heart had to work harder to please him after.
…
"I mean, I don't even have a brother to begin with...!"
The next day, Heart grumbled in frustration. Last night, she'd spent it all calling him "big bro, big bro♡," begging for his cock, even shaking her hips to serve him. Not just plain fucking—she'd performed all sorts of tricks...
She felt off about herself. In front of Gaon King, she turned meek as a lamb, her sharp mind dulled, eager to obey whatever he said. Deep down, she felt utterly surrendered.
It was clearly abnormal, but she couldn't pinpoint why. Trying to think it through felt like fog clouded her mind midway.
'...Whatever, moving on. It was necessary anyway.'
Flattering Gaon King was essential. He was suspicious as hell; she needed to stick close and investigate. This tied into Eve's commission about the "King of Ruin."
This place was probably his territory. She'd used a rare portal for transport, so location was fuzzy, but if her guess was right, inside the Bewitching Forest.
Such a vast forest could hide this, but a whole city undetected? Suspicious. Plus, other scouts were here, partying carefree—some visibly pregnant.
What the hell? Why so chill? Whose kids? Timelines didn't match their deployment...
'Something's happening.'
'Gotta figure it out... or it'll be dangerous.'
Investigate thoroughly. Report to Eve somehow—the noblest knight, Holy Light Kingdom's strongest sword...
"So what've you been up to wandering around so late? Hmm? Took you forever to get back."
Agh... ugh... hole...!
"I was just thinking of you and got hard, but you weren't in the hotel. Made me wait. Time to reflect, right, little sis?"
"Ugh, heek, s-sorry, so sorry, big bro, big brooo, forgive me...♡ Heek♡♡"
Grabbed by Gaon, Heart's pussy was roughly finger-fucked. Her tight, gummy walls clenched and spasmed around his thick, rigid fingers.
Juices flooded inside; every thrust made lewd squelch sounds overflow.
Heart begged mercy for ages, enduring the finger torture. His thick digits knew every pleasure spot and switch perfectly.
His skilled hands crushed and rubbed her walls, blanking her mind white each time. Her once-sharp brain turned dumb. The quick-thinking noggin emptied, bringing strange bliss and freedom.
Pssshhh!!
Unable to hold back the overflowing pleasure, Heart squirted clear fluid. The bedspread got soaked.
"Squirted all over. Sheets are ruined. Not like you're sucking it clean."
"Heek♡ Sorry, so sorry♡"
"Apologize to the maids more."
"Yesss, sorry to them, extra sorry...♡♡"
Fingers pulled from her pussy, slick with nectar, he rubbed her mound and lips teasingly. Then reached her asshole, shallowly probing the ring.
Heart flinched at the unfamiliar stimulus, mumbling "no no" into the sheets.
Gaon smack!ed her ass and commanded, "Get up."