Squirt Odd-Even

Squirt Odd-Even was stacked, unmistakably, in Grea's favor. The money we were putting on the table wasn't even in the same league. If I lost three chips to her and won three chips right back, I would still be twenty-seven gold in the hole.

In other words, the longer we played, the more I stood to lose — and only lose. The sole reason Grea had agreed to this humiliation in the first place was because she had already done the math.

"Alright. Let's begin. I'll roll the dice."

Grea stood over me. She was looking down from above, but there wasn't a shred of intimidation in it. Normally the woman on top held the reins — but right now, I was the one in control. I was enjoying this far too much.

Grea rolled. A five. I'd won.

"I'll start."

She performed the squats with earnest, almost professional diligence. Luna stood to the side, serving as referee.

The condition was simple: the cleft of Grea's labia had to make exact contact with the head of my cock. Virgin or not, she executed every repetition without a single falter. Was this the power of money?

"I'll roll again."

And so she kept rolling. There was no trick in the dice, so odds and evens came up in roughly equal measure. She squat after squat without tiring, then reached for the dice once more.

"Hah... hah..."

Her cheeks, though, had flushed a deep red. Anyone watching might have written it off as exertion. It wasn't. Grea was getting aroused.

"Getting tired? Like I said at the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠start — if you collapse from exhaustion, the game's over."

"I could do this all day."

She rolled again. A three this time. Squat round.

"Nngh."

I could feel the moisture coming off Grea's pussy. Beads of nectar clung to what little pubic hair she had left. She was so locked on the squats she didn't seem to notice. Even if she had, she probably would have written it off as sweat. But there was no mistaking it — that was the secretion of a woman in heat.

There's no way I can lose this game. Not from the start.

Grea's pussy was kissing, over and over, a cock radiating the Power of Sex. Long before I ran out of money, she would offer me her virginity. I was certain of it as I watched her. She was beaming at the pile of wooden chips stacked high on her side of the table.

"That's a six. I'll take the chips."

Two sixes in a row had Grea looking thoroughly pleased. The next roll came up five.

"Five squats."

"I know."

She squeezed her eyes shut and slowly lowered her hips toward my cock. Luna, watching every movement without a gap, called out her form.

"Your pussy did not make contact with the glans. Do it again."

"Tch. Stickler."

Grea clicked her tongue at Luna's correction and dropped her hips once more. But her pussy still wouldn't quite kiss my cock. Only the scratch of her remaining pubic hair grazed the head.

"If you don't drop your hips all the way, it doesn't count."

"I... know."

She bit her lip and squat. The beads of sweat standing out on her forehead said she was approaching her limit.

"Th-three... f-four... five..."

Grea barely completed the count and straightened her knees. And in that instant, a clear fluid gushed from her pussy. Transparent as water, it shot out like a squirt gun and splashed across my face.

"Ugh!"

"Ah—ah! I-I'm sorry!"

Grea waved her hands in a panic. Clean, pure virgin nectar. I ran my tongue across the evidence of her pleasure. I was so delighted I could have laughed — but I put on a face of righteous fury instead.

"What the hell do you think you're doing? You dare piss on my face?!"

"Ah... that's... I'm sorry... I apologize."

Grea bowed her head and apologized. She didn't seem to realize that what she'd sprayed wasn't urine at all — it was arousal. An unconscious squirting. Not an experience you came across every day.

"I forgave you for cheating me. I even gave you a second chance. And this is how you repay me — by pissing on my face?! There's a limit to ingratitude!"

I roared at her and rose from my place. Grea hung her head toward me.

"I'm ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠sorry..."

If you wanted to split hairs, I was the one who'd caused it — but the atmosphere demanded her apology. The fact remained that Grea had sprayed her juices across my face. I decided to use the moment to scratch another itch.

"Hmph! A soulless apology like that is worth nothing. If you're truly sorry, then you'll suffer the same humiliation."

"The same... humiliation?"

Grea muttered it and went pale. Sharp as ever, Luna grasped my meaning at once — she seized Grea, hauled her in front of me, and forced her to her knees.

"Mmph! W-wait! What is this—!"

"You pissed on my face, so it's only fair I return the favor, isn't it?"

Luna clamped one hand around both of Grea's cheeks, locking her head in place so she couldn't resist. I pressed my urethra against Grea's face.

Bukkake was fine, but a golden shower was the ultimate expression of conquest. It stirred a hunger even stronger than taking someone's ass. What else even came close? Branding her with my tattoo, maybe. Or driving a piercing through something precious.

Without a moment's hesitation, I let loose a steaming stream across Grea's face. The torrent that poured from my urethra was a waterfall so ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠fierce even a legendary stallion would've called me big brother.

Shhhhhhhh—!

"Mmph! Mmph! Mmmph! Mmmphhh!"

Luna tightened her grip on Grea's cheeks and forced her mouth open. Thanks to Luna's thoughtfulness, I was able to piss straight down Grea's throat. But Grea's expression was... off.

"Mmph! Mmph! Mmmph!? Nnh? Mmmm?"

It wasn't humiliation, shame, or rage that dominated her face — ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠it was bewilderment. Not the expression I'd been expecting. I pissed enough to fill a cup, nice and easy. Grea swallowed my urine and spoke.

"Is... urine supposed to be... sweet?"

Sweet urine meant diabetes. At her words, I glanced down at my own gut. Well, it wouldn't have been surprising if I did have diabetes, given this body. But that wasn't it.

Luna pressed her lips to my cock. Then, with a vacuum blowjob that stretched her philtrum and hollowed her cheeks, she cleaned up the last of the residual piss.

"Nngh!"

I grabbed Luna's head and savored the sticky, clinging feel of her mouth. She pulled her face off my cock and opened her lips.

"It has the rich, sweet flavor of a fruit wine. Like drinking a well-aged dessert vintage."

"......"

No diabetic's urine would ever taste that refined. This was the power of the Yin-Yang Harmony Technique — an erotic dual-cultivation art. Every last one of my bodily fluids now carried a sweet taste and fragrance.

"Well, fine. I'll let it slide. Let's get back to the game."

Grea rolled the dice again. She kept taking the money — but the more she won, the redder her cheeks grew, and the more distinct her moans became.

Those eyes that had burned with fierce vitality born of rage toward me had gone hazy and unfocused. Her tightly sealed lips looked like they were straining against something she couldn't name.

"That's a three. Begin."

"Nnnngh...! One..."

Schlick.

I'd been noticing it for a while — her pussy was taking me deeper. Originally, all she had to do was let her folds meet the head of my cock. Now her pussy was swallowing the whole thing. It wasn't quite enough to graze her hymen, but this was unmistakably penetration. And yet Grea didn't seem to realize it.

She's almost at the hymen. Next time...

"T-twooo...!"

Schlurp.

A thick, clinging resistance pressed against the head of my cock. One more step and it would be her hymen. Could she hold out? I already knew the answer.

"Threeeeee!"

Squelch.

The strength went out of Grea's legs. No — more precisely, she pretended it did. She deliberately let her thighs go slack. Gravity did the rest, dragging her down so that my cock tore through her hymen.

"Ahhhhhnnngh~♥"

Grea wailed with the full-throated cry of a newborn. In a very real sense, she had just been born again as a woman.

Her springy, clinging pussy had adapted perfectly to my cock over the course of Squirt Odd-Even. Her inner walls wrapped around me like tentacles with a will of their own.

"This is your choice, then?!"

"Ahhhnnn~! I can't think at all! This...! This! I want to eat it~♥"

Grea let out moans so sweet they could rot your teeth, slamming her ass down from above. Her springy walls swallowed my massive cock. It didn't feel like a brand-new pussy that had just had its seal broken. All those rounds of Squirt Odd-Even had ripened her thoroughly.

"I'll feed you until you burst! Eat it! This is the cock you've been craving!"

I seized Grea's ass in both hands and started thrusting. I pounded into her pussy with enough force to smash the table. Grea flailed her hands at empty air like a woman possessed, writhing under the pleasure I was giving her.

"Ohh! Good lord! That's incredible! So that's what a real man looks like...!"

The Tavern Master had his pants half-down, jerking off as he spectated our coupling. The sight of a male completely conquering a female must have hit him harder than he'd expected.

I became a beast and devoured Grea. Obscene sounds filled the tavern.

Slap! Slap! Slap! Splat! Slap!

A relentless barrage, slamming into Grea's pussy without mercy. A girl who'd just had her virginity popped had no chance of enduring it. Grea made sounds that were neither scream nor moan, matching the rhythm of my hips. No matter how clever or cunning a woman was, once you put a cock in her, she was done. That was a law of the world.

"Hweeeh! Hwaaah! Hwaah! Good! Good! So goooood!"

"If it feels that good, then cum! Keep cumming!"

"This feels too gooooood!"

"Become my slave and you can eat this forever! How about it?"

I drove my hips up into her hard enough to brand it into her soul. Luna watched and started masturbating beside us, one hand teasing a nipple, the other working her pussy. After I was done with Grea, I'd have to take Luna too.

The night was long. We spent that long night playing a delightful game. Unlike gambling, it was a perfectly wholesome one.

"Hweeee..."