15th Rule, Appropriate Reward Demand for the Toilet Who Piled Up Work from Morning (2)
“Hey, between Rio and me, whose body do you think is better, Toilet-kun?”
“...S-Suddenly?”
It was a bewildering question, but to answer earnestly, I peeled away the green wrapping that clung to her body layer by layer, savoring her lewd form.
“I think Amelia's body is a bit more sensual and beautiful... haha.”
I meant it. Those ripe red raspberries barely peeking over the edge of her massive bra cups—they were impossible to look away from.
“As expected~ Toilet-kun, you have an eye for this~.”
We chatted awkwardly like that as I kept undressing her, until Amelia grabbed my hand and pressed it firmly against her soft, jiggly breasts.
“This is your reward for the right answer~. What do you think? Not too saggy, right~?”
“Not at all... They're so springy and firm. Like squeezing pudding.”
Amelia's breasts clung to me even more snugly than Rio's.
Just touching them made me feel blissfully happy. It was like if I put them in my mouth, they'd burst with delicious milk.
As I kneaded them while locking eyes with her nipples staring right at me...
I caught sight of Amelia's flushed face melting into a smile that could dissolve me on the spot.
I'm done for. At this rate, that tender smile would squeeze every last drop out of me without mercy...
“Toilet-kun, that's enough with the breasts for now. How about unhooking my bra~?”
“...Okay.”
Unable to resist Amelia's urging, I swallowed hard and approached her, reaching for the hook—
Whoosh!
Without warning, Amelia yanked me in with all her strength. My face plunged straight into the deep valley of her cleavage.
A faint citrus scent mixed with tangy sweat wafted from between her breasts, overwhelming my senses. My mind started to haze over.
“Haa...♡ I was so bored last night without you, Toilet-kun~.”
“I-Is that so... I'm sorry...”
“Just words~?”
“...Is there some way I can make it up to you?”
Pretending to ponder with a hum~, Amelia hugged my face even tighter.
“Hmm~. What should I make you do to calm me down?”
Even as I struggled for breath, her pheromones made my heart race. I felt like I could die happy like this.
“Then, how about you wash my body this time? Just like I always wash yours—every nook and cranny nice and clean. Your handcuffs are off, so I'm counting on you, Toilet-kun~?”
No room for refusal.
Smack.
She'd already shoved me out of her embrace, my throbbing cock captured hostage in her grip.
Shwaaaaa.
Water poured down like rain, tracing smooth curves along her body.
Especially around those massive breasts. Twin waterfalls cascaded between nipples that defied gravity, swelling proudly.
Her hair was soaked, makeup surely washed away, yet the beauty beaming from her gentle smile rivaled a fairy.
What would Amelia's body taste like mixed with water? Even just wet, it gleamed so brightly—it had to be sweet as honey.
“Shall I start by washing your hair, Amelia...?”
......
I asked while holding the shampoo, but Amelia stared at me with a chilling smile for a long moment. It felt like I'd given the wrong answer.
“I washed my hair clean this morning~. Today, I want you to do somewhere else.”
Creak creak.
She suddenly shut off the shower hose and leaned against me. She handed me a mysterious disposable pack from who-knows-where.
“Here, rub this all over my body—every inch~.”
“W-What's this?”
“Hmm~, who knows.”
Amelia averted her gaze, face beet red.
“Just... regular... body wash... maybe?”
That face was a hundred percent lying. No way this was ordinary body wash.
......
Still... I had to apply it thoroughly.
I debated for a second whether to bite the bait she dangled.
But it was pointless worrying. The answer was already set.
I gently pulled Amelia, nestled in my arms, into a tight embrace.
Her lingering moisture and scorching body heat pressed right against my chest.
“T-Toilet-kun~? Hugging me this hard out of nowhere makes it hard to brea—.”
It had only been four days, but kind Amelia had cared for me selflessly when my hands were bound and I could do nothing.
Even though it piled on her workload and must've been a hassle. She could've ignored or tormented me like Catalina.
This gentle woman had done her utmost to help me adjust here. Without her, I'd have been depressed for sure.
So even if her intentions were impure, I couldn't refuse her.
It wasn't just because of the first rule forbidding resistance.
I just... didn't want Amelia, who always looked after me, to hate me.
“Amelia...”
“Uh, u-um...?”
“...Thank you. Always.”
Hwaaaaa...!
My face suddenly burned hot.
I'd definitely... definitely been jealous that he'd spent the night playing with Miss Rio without me...
I'd planned to torment him until my anger faded...
But him hugging me this tight out of nowhere blanks my mind.
Sniff!
“Toilet-kun... saying that suddenly here... i-is against the rules...”
Even as I said it, I hugged him back without thinking.
Thump thump.
Hnng... Our heartbeats touching like this... makes me want to lean on him more and more...
What should I do now?
Sh-Should I just get pregnant with Toilet-kun's baby like this? Is it okay for me, just the cleaning lady, to break the village rules?
Ahh, if only Toilet-kun wasn't the ladies' property. If he was a slave I alone could own.
I could've taken him as my husband and claimed this massive cock every day...
I spread out an air mat from the bathroom cabinet and laid Amelia down on the floor.
I had no idea why it was there or how she knew about it, but I decided to play dumb.
Amelia, who'd been looking desperate to poop since earlier, started covering her pussy and nipples with her hands.
She always showed everything before—why suddenly now? I couldn't figure it out.
“T-Toilet-kun~. How about we stop here for today?”
“Huh? I've already opened it and slathered it all over my hands...”
“R-Really? Then... no choice...”
She gave an awkward smile but started twisting her legs together. Her sticky gaze on me had shifted somewhere far away at some point.
I ignored it, spread her legs, sat between them, and admired her body sagging under gravity.
“Then, let's begin.”
“......Okay.”
Huh, sudden polite speech?
...Whatever.
First, I slowly brought my hand to her softly mounded, tender belly fat.
The moment I did—
“Eek!”
Amelia jolted, letting out a surprised moan. Her hips bucked up suddenly, making me pull back reflexively.
“S-Sorry. I warmed it with my hands first—was it still cold?”
“It's not that... Don't worry, keep going...”
Definitely a different reaction than before. Why the sudden change in attitude?
For now, I decided to think while spreading the body wash evenly over her whole body.
Squelch.
I slid my hand smoothly over her sleek belly toward her hips and thighs.
As I gently brushed past her firm pubic bone—
“Hnng... Uuunn...”
Amelia twitched her legs and let out a small moan.
No hard pressure, but the moan meant she was feeling good.
This time, I plunged both hands deep into her plump ass cheeks, savoring the heavy weight pressing into my palms as I coated them thoroughly.
Her skin felt oiled up already—shiny and slick. Despite the grueling labor of cleaning the vast village, her flesh retained its bounce and beauty.
I smoothly ran my hands over her defenseless legs and the arms covering her privates, leaving only the main course.
I squirted more body wash onto my palm.
“Amelia, now for your breasts.”
......Swish.
Amelia, who'd been hesitating, covered her mouth with the arm that had been pressing her breasts. I could see her lips trembling through her fingers.
“...Then, if you'll excuse me.”
I warmed the gel-like body wash with my body heat and carefully brought it to the massive pudding topped with raspberries.
The instant my fingers grazed her erect nipple—
“Haahk...♡!”
Amelia stifled a moan desperately, her pupils rolling upward. At the same time, a sour, female-pheromone-laden scent wafted thickly from below.
I didn't miss the opening, placing my hand oh-so-slowly...
Squelch.
Onto her marshmallow-soft, swollen mounds.
Just resting my hand there made the tender flesh quake like an earthquake.
Amelia's huge breasts felt like the liquid slime toys from my childhood. Squishing the puffy flesh brought back that innocent joy.
When both hands gripped handfuls of her squishy tits—
Bounce! Bounce, bounce!
Her bow-curved waist bucked, and her half-lidded eyes widened round.
Beneath the hand covering her pussy, she was already overflowing with juices.
I wanted to plunge into the hole right in front of me, but for now, I could only drool and stare.
Since she was clamping it shut with her hand, firmly refusing entry.
“Amelia, looks like your body's all coated. Shall I help you rinse?”
As I regretfully started to get up—
“...Not yet.”
Amelia murmured lowly, gazing at me with an expression like she might cry any second.
“Not yet... One spot. One spot left...”
And at the same time, ever so slightly...
Her hand, firmly blocking her pussy, began to lift.