Chapter 15
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 15
Chapter Title: Bitch Selection
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Bitch Selection. The word was so crude and brutal that it burned itself vividly into my brain.
It was so shockingly fresh that even dementia couldn't erase it.
'A setup I never could've imagined.'
Even after returning to my room, the back of my head still throbbed.
It felt like my skull hadn't just cracked—it had shattered into a thousand pieces.
A coming-of-age ceremony meant becoming an adult.
Put another way, it was the moment I could start seriously spreading my seed.
Incest wasn't sacred here; it was just a practical necessity for survival.
And my position let me choose which bitches to breed.
With all the other pleasures around, I'd almost forgotten, but now the time had come to exercise that right.
The age to start real sex, full-on mating.
"...Hoo."
I placed a hand on my pounding heart and steadied my breathing.
For me, sex and mating had always been like movies or cartoons on a monitor screen.
That unreal.
But thinking about doing it for real? Way too tense.
"Crown Prince. Is something wrong? Your face has been grim ever since your private talk with Her Majesty."
Ekyon asked from across the table, her voice laced with concern.
Come to think of it, I'd forgotten she approached me to get my seed, too.
Over time, we'd grown close. Affection had bloomed.
She was trustworthy enough that I could spill my secrets without worry.
Antiope, sitting beside her, was the same.
Her intimacy and trust levels were as high as Ekyon's, if not higher.
I hesitated a moment before speaking up.
The topic felt awkward as hell, but this wasn't the modern world—no lawsuits for saying it.
"Looks like Mother's inviting nobles to my coming-of-age ceremony."
"Nobles? You hated the noise, but she must've convinced you after all."
Antiope nodded calmly, as if she'd seen it coming.
She'd read my thoughts but figured it'd end up this way.
"Yeah. I was off-base, and she insisted it was necessary."
"Necessary? With Her Majesty's authority, she doesn't need to bother."
Ekyon blinked wide-eyed.
Rich nobles threw and attended parties to build connections, bolstering their power.
The Emperor was no different, but Orpheus had no need.
She wielded more than enough already.
Yet she'd called this ceremony a perfect excuse.
It was plenty suspicious.
"I thought so too, but there was another reason. It's just... embarrassing to say out loud."
"Can you tell us what it is? If it's too much, we'll drop it, no questions."
"Nah. You'll find out soon enough anyway. Better you know ahead."
I shook my head with a sigh.
Resolved to spill, but the words stuck in my throat.
I swallowed dryly several times, took deep breaths.
Finally, my throat cleared.
"She's gathering women separately so I can pick my first mating partner."
Saying it left a weird sense of self-loathing.
Like I'd joked about sex in casual chat, then broadcast it nationwide.
"I-Is that... for real?"
An awkward silence hung briefly.
Ekyon asked in a trembling voice.
"Yeah. Dead serious."
"So that day... is when Your Highness loses your virginity?"
"Embarrassing to hear, but yeah."
Come to think of it, even counting my old life, I was still a virgin.
Over 40 years combined?
Forty years a virgin.
It choked me up, but on the flip side, relief.
If I hadn't died mid-fap, I'd have croaked without ever having sex.
And the partners? Top 0.001% by modern standards.
If anything, prime situation.
"You don't know the details?"
Antiope asked, her voice shaky too.
She seemed surprisingly invested in this talk.
"Nope. Just called it 'Bitch Selection.' Guess we'll see on the day."
"Ah, Bitch Selection?"
Antiope's pale cheeks flushed scarlet.
Ekyon, listening quietly, nodded with her own blush.
"Kinda violent ring to it, right?"
"Y-Yes... Very direct, just like Her Majesty."
"She's been like this since I grew up. Not bad, just... hard to put into words."
Intimidating, with a touch of unhinged madness.
That was the game Emperor's vibe, but experiencing her? Different.
Probably some off-screen event changed her...
Still no clue what.
Likely some personality-shifting incident.
"So, basically, get ready for that event on the ceremony day?"
Ekyon blinked, asking.
Cheeks still red, but no shyness—she was all in.
"No need to prep that much. Just heads-up so you're aware."
I met Ekyon's eyes, then dipped my head slightly.
Her massive tits strained her uniform. Soothing sight.
'Just say I wanna fuck her?'
Be honest, and she'd spread right then. But I held back.
If she really wanted it, she'd make a move at Bitch Selection.
"Said my piece. Gonna lie down and rest. Anyone got something to say?"
I glanced slyly at the two women.
Silence answered.
Bitch Selection. Virginity. Sex and mating.
Ekyon couldn't hide her excitement. The time had finally come.
She wanted to be fucked.
Fucked like a bitch in heat, pumped full of Niu's pups—dozens if possible.
Become an endless baby factory.
Vulgar thoughts for a noble lady, but she couldn't suppress her instincts.
She just hid them.
She loved mating fiercely, her lust matched it.
And she craved Niu alone.
"Ah... Ungh..."
Early dawn.
Ekyon crouched alone by her bed, lost in masturbation.
Her first time was years ago.
Triggered by glimpsing Niu's naked body by chance.
Like a modern teen stumbling on sex vids or porn for the first time.
"Hah... Hah...!"
Legs splayed wide, she plunged fingers into her cuntflesh entrance, scraping deep.
The stimulated folds drooled greedily.
Drip, drip.
Transparent love juices gleamed in the moonlight, falling from her crotch.
"Hooooh...!"
Ekyon clawed her cuntflesh madly, then threw her head back, tongue lolling as she climaxed.
Her thick thighs quivered wide open.
Her exposed crotch erupted spectacularly, squirting like a fountain.
Like a showerhead on full blast.
"Hoo, hoo..."
Ekyon slowly lowered her head, legs still trembling as she stood.
The floor was soaked; stray droplets clung stickily to her legs.
'Gotta clean up.'
The deep orgasm cleared her head a bit.
Enough room to think.
Ekyon set cleanup aside and stripped fully.
Like any noble, her room had an attached bath—perfect.
Her voluptuous body gleamed under the moonlight.
Heading to the bath, her huge, heavy breasts and ass swayed.
Suffocatingly erotic.
"...Haa."
A heavy sigh escaped Ekyon's lips.
Washing with cool water cooled her feverish body; her chest felt unburdened.
Refreshed, she stepped out and handled the mess.
Having a servant clean her masturbation aftermath? Mortifying.
'I wish he'd pick me.'
That gaze on her chest.
The desire and embarrassment in it.
Naked on the bed, Ekyon recalled Niu's stare.
Regret mixed with joy.
Was she just worthless goods?
Time together built trust and friendship, but no possessiveness?
She'd fretted endlessly before, but not now.
She'd sensed his desire.
Just frustrating that he wouldn't act on it.
Considerate, sure—but overly cautious.
So she'd tried coquetry with Antiope to coax his seed.
No need anymore.
Bitch Selection!
Crude, but no better chance.
'Gotta catch a wink.'
Ekyon dozed naked, waking at dawn.
Her perfect internal clock nailed her duty time.
'Not enough, not enough.'
Each masturbation session fired her up more, lust boiling hotter.
Acting normal was torture.
Lucky the palace duties kept eyes everywhere.
Idle? She'd have gone full slut ages ago.
"Your Highness. Her Majesty requests your escorts."
During routine wait in the Crown Prince's room.
A knocking maid delivered rare news.
Why just us? Niu tilted his head, eyes widening.
"No way...?"
"Must be what you're thinking. Permission to go?"
Ekyon kept her voice as steady as possible.
She guessed the reason, but no certainty.
"Both of you, be careful. Palace is safe, but who knows."
"Yes. Will do. You too—let's go."
"Huh? Oh, yeah. Right."
Ekyon dragged stunned Antiope out.
Destination: the office.
"Your Majesty. Crown Prince's escorts here."
The door guard reported on arrival.
The Emperor inside granted entry immediately.
No wait—they entered smoothly.
"Keep it brief. Listen standing."
Emperor Orpheus positioned the women before her desk.
She looked bored, but her eyes were sharp.
Similar builds, bodies Niu would love.
Big tits and asses, no flab, wasp waists.
Prime breeding bitch physiques.
Put bluntly, bodies that stoked mating urges.
Niu never said, but Orpheus knew his tastes.
Even that he eyed her with lust.
Didn't disgust her.
Thrilled her.
Her own son, her lover—both from her womb.
A chosen mother's ultimate blessing, purest indulgence.
'Tch.'
Orpheus clicked her tongue inwardly, banishing distractions.
Finish the talk, wrap Bitch Selection first.
She ached to take his virginity herself...
But he seemed oddly averse to incest. Proceed carefully.
One slip, and it could derail everything.
'Can't rely on gut alone.'
When he got used to women, showed blatant lust even for his mother.
That'd be the moment.
"As you know, Niu's ceremony is today. First, banquet with the invited vermin guests. Then, gather loads of bitches in one spot."
Not a plan—set in stone.
To Ekyon and Antiope, it sounded fully prepped.
"Any attendees confirmed?"
Antiope asked for them; Orpheus nodded.
"Sent discreet letters, gauged interest, got replies. Assume nearly all noble bitches are in."
"Pardon? Even... noblewomen?"
"Some of those. Bold sluts."
Mated to one male, yet chasing others' seed openly.
Absurd, but believable.
Humans were emotional beasts.
Rational or not, instincts led to bad calls.
Antiope gaped at the brazen lust.
Ekyon same.
Orpheus smirked at them.
"You two—join or pass? Your call, no penalties. Choose."