How to Prepare Elf Sisters Donburi (5)
The moment his cock plunged inside her, Lora felt overwhelming pleasure crashing over her alongside a tremendous shock. Her memories and common sense flooded back, making her vividly aware of just how utterly insane her current actions were.
"Wha—? Me right now... ahhh...!"
It was too much to bear. Her half-lidded, drowsy eyes snapped wide open, filling with despair and revulsion.
"Nice expression,"
Her once gentle gaze turned venomous in an instant. Before that hatred could solidify into action, I pulled my hips back.
"Get this out right... ahn...♥"
She gathered her mana for an attack, only to let out a lewd cry. The magic that had briefly coalesced in the air scattered harmlessly. A light tap against her womb, then back to the withdrawal stroke—and her expression stabilized as if nothing had happened.
"Huh? Just now, I felt something really awful...♥ But it feels so good now...♥ Ahh...♥ Ah...♥"
Now she was in a state where opposite emotions flipped. The shock and agony of being manipulated had all been replaced with positive feelings, leaving her dazed as she savored the bliss.
Confirming her docile shift, I thrust again, restoring her to her original state. As my cock forced its way past her vaginal walls, her heavenly, euphoric expression twisted in an instant.
"Leon Sodus... what did you do to my body...!"
She wailed in confusion.
"Smile. You look better that way."
As I moved my hips once more, she desperately tried to cling to her sanity.
"I have to remember... I have to... remember...? I remember...♥"
She fought to hold onto her true memories and common sense, but they crumbled like a sandcastle before waves with every motion of mine. It felt like I was yanking out her very soul along with my cock.
Her desperate cries of "I have to remember" distorted as they reached her altered mind. Now, she was eagerly memorizing the sensation of my cock scraping her walls on the pull-out—the plummeting emotions turning to ecstasy.
"Ahn, haaak♥, hup... haang♥"
The growing negative emotions amplified the positive flips that followed. Like swinging a pickaxe harder to shatter ore, the escalating emotional drops began slowly breaking her personality.
"Get it out, right... now."
Her face twisted in the fiercest scowl, but a simple pull-back turned her compliant in seconds.
"Don't pull out, stay deep inside me♥"
Even the toughest metal plate cracks if you keep bending it back and forth. The relentless shocks kept her from regaining her senses.
"Die, right... ahn...♥"
Lora's armor, responding to her mana, flew toward us—only to plummet from the air. With my cock withdrawn, she reverted to her obedient slave self.
"Don't go♥ Stay in Lora's womb a little longer...♥"
Her original purpose of decrying slavery's horrors was forgotten; her brainwashed mind was fully conquered, begging for my cock.
The massive swings between pleasure and hatred were gradually crumbling her. When my cock was buried deep, her hatred burned fierce—the horrific realization that I'd turned her into a sex slave fueling maximum negativity. Then that bloated loathing flipped to ecstasy in a flash, shattering her.
Using the wild vibrations between disgust and pleasure as fuel, I even scrambled her past memories.
"You felt jealous of those elves rescued from the brothel, right?"
"No... stop...♥"
"Liar. You've always wanted to be a slave. You just couldn't because of your pride."
I crammed in fake memories that never happened. Her fractured mind's gaps filled with fabricated events and recollections. Memories of masturbating to fantasies of being raped by humans, obsessing all day over brainwashed elves, envying them while rescuing others from the brothel...
These false memories, sharper and clearer than her real ones, began shaking her foundations.
"This can't be... my memory...♥ Yes♥ It's my memory♥"
Her resistance to the fakes flipped easily once more.
"Nooo..."
She barely clung to sanity, clamping her powerful leg muscles around my waist like a vice to halt my movement.
"Die... ahn♥"
Her final struggle ended in futility.
"Mmm, feels good?"
Even a hero's reinforced body couldn't faze my enhanced one—it just drove me deeper.
Finally maintaining the [impaled state], she pleaded with me.
"Please... let me go. My head... it's going crazy..."
Hatred and pleasure swapped in the blink of an eye, over and over. The loathing in her eyes was far less vivid now. Jumbled together, her brainwashed and unbrainwashed emotions were starting to bleed into each other.
It's weird. I know I'm brainwashed...
She was utterly confused. I mercilessly stirred her merging selves with my rod.
"Please stop moving your cock...♥ I'll do anything...♥"
Begging me not to change her anymore only made the blood rush harder to my lower half.
"Ahn, haaang♥, eut, haaak♥, hup♥, slurp♥, haa♥ ahn♥ ah♥"
Her two selves fused in a heartbeat. Even the sounds from her original tormented mind turned lewd.
"I hate it... hating how good it feels... I hate it so much..."
I pulled out from her prone form, leaving her trembling and limp on the bed. Flipping her around, I faced her and thrust in deep.
"No...♥ I hate you pulling out...♥ Stop... no more condoms from now on...♥"
Clinging to resentment and hatred only piled on meaningless pleasure for her.
"Ahh..."
Unable to even hate freely, she dropped her head in resignation. Her quietly flowing tears were the perfect spice for my sadism.
To my good slave who knew surrender, I granted a reward.
"The moment I cum inside, all your bad memories of me flip, turning you into a perfect slave."
In despair and resignation, she couldn't even resist my Word Spirit.
I kneaded her plump ass wildly, slamming deep with every withdrawal's twitch, and unleashed my load.
"Haa...♥ Ah...♥ Ah...♥"
Vitality returned to her vacant, despair-filled pupils. Memories from before her enslavement flashed—idiotic kin who followed their dead master to the grave without hesitation.
No, "idiotic" needed updating to past tense now. With all bad memories flipped, she finally understood their mindset. Reborn as someone who could devote everything to the master before her.
Her quivering breaths from the creampie's afterglow steadied. Her dazed, unfocused eyes regained focus. Her eyes curved gently as always, hiding her inner thoughts behind that enigmatic smile.
"You're such a naughty one, Young Master Leon..."
Having lost her eons of chastity to me, she giggled playfully with feigned coquetry.
"Forcing me to become like this...♥"
"Don't like it?"
She chuckled, "As if," and continued.
"Thanks for tricking me, fucking me, and making it feel so good♥"
Legs splayed wide, she lewdly bucked her hips, thanking me for the creampie. A perfect contrast to her former haughty grace.
"Next up is your little sister, Estelle."
"Oh my♥ Are you going to wreck my sister the same way you did me?"
"Haa...♥ Just hearing that gets me excited...♥"
Even at the shocking declaration of enslaving her sibling, she radiated full cooperation. Her reconstructed personality now welcomed acts that would have once despaired her—because the despair from my cock would rebound as even greater pleasure.
To my lecherous villainess slave Lora, I ordered her to prepare her sister for ruin. She flashed a wicked grin, laughing as she eagerly agreed.
It wouldn't be long before the sisters were thick as thieves again.
Meanwhile, Estelle was frantically hunting for proof to show her sister that Leon was a bad guy.
"Who the hell is that loose bitch pretending to be Sis and letting that idiot human have her body?"
Estelle ran through suspects in her head.
"Saintess Cecilia...? No way."
A priestess of Lumina Goddess wouldn't abandon her purity.
"White skin, tall stature..."
Desert princess Elahe was out. Merchant leader? No beastkin ears. Plus, too small. Same for Tower Lord Irina—shorter than Sis.
"That leaves two..."
Leon’s mother, Bella Sodus, and knight Amelie Grace.
"...No way a hero representing humans would stoop that low."
One dropped out naturally, leaving one.
"Hah, she didn't seem the type at all..."
Knight Amelie was the woman clinging to him, mimicking Sis.
"I'll drag her to Sis and make her spill everything."
Vowing to save her sister from that evil monster of a man, Estelle marched resolutely to Amelie's lodgings.