Chapter 276: Daughter, Family, Body, and Soul—Everything!
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 276: Daughter, Family, Body, and Soul—Everything!
When the choice was given last time, I found myself regretting not choosing the Earth Colony instead of the Murim world.
Sure, going to Murim allowed me to acquire a fine onahole like Jin Ryu-hwa, but seeing the way things were going, it was obvious what would have happened if I’d gone a few years later. She would’ve been some old maid Murim Alliance Leader, wasting her life on pathetic masturbation while chasing after men’s asses like a piece of trash. I clearly changed that maggot-like existence into a human one in the name of justice!
“Um… excuse me… do you know that measures have been taken so people can’t see inside from the shops…?”
I was enjoying our conversation about how the world was turning, but Garnet, whose head was filled with nothing but baby-making mating, seemed unable to endure it any longer. She began to twist her waist, looking at me with sultry, lingering eyes.
Even though we were discussing important matters, the sight of this absolute pervert, trash, beyond-saving Duchess prioritizing sex was hilarious.
“It hasn’t even been that long since I gave you plenty of affection. Are you already dying to see my dick again?”
“I-I mean… that’s… because I can’t usually do this….”
I clicked my tongue softly at the sight of Garnet. She clearly hadn't sold off her sense of shame yet, as she seemed fully aware of how pathetic and stupid she was acting.
Her face was flushed red—too red to blame on the heat of the blazing sun. Seeing her like this, I figured it wouldn't be a bad idea to show a little filial piety to my mother-in-law, who had brought me to a place like this and provided me with so much nourishment.
“But you know, for a female, isn't your gaze a bit too high right now?”
“Huh? Ah… S-sorry…!”
I nodded with satisfaction as Garnet immediately dropped onto all fours and looked up at me.
“Right. If you want to be treated like a female, you should be looking up from down there. So, do you want to have sex?”
“Yes… I-I want to….”
It was quite cute how she even used polite honorifics. I made a motion as if to pull down my custom-made swimwear—which was loose around the thighs but tight at the waist—and when I saw my mother-in-law’s eyes sparkle, I took my hand off the waistband.
“I’d rather walk along the beach a bit more with Mom than have sex, but Mom is only staring at her son’s dick. You’re just a hopeless female, aren't you?”
“Ugh… B-but… still… the one who m-made me like this… was y-you, Son….”
“You should call me ‘Master’ right now, shouldn't you, Mom?”
There was no need to be aggressive with Garnet’s training.
Even if I stayed still, this female Archmage and Duchess was already clinging to me as if begging to be broken. Her ovaries were throbbing, stickily churning out eggs, and she was practically pleading for training because she was so desperate to get pregnant.
“M-Master… p-please… g-give me your d-dick….”
“Calling your son ‘Master’ while begging for his dick… that’s truly the worst. You’re pathetic and disgusting. You pervert~❤️”
I could see her pink areolas beginning to swell slightly past the edges of her bikini. Seeing this total pervert Duchess twitching her ass at even a light insult, I worried that my life would be very sad if Ophelia, who was to become my wife, turned out to be a disgusting masochistic sow like her.
“Dick… please give it to me….”
“Your attitude while asking is strange. Isn't your head held a bit too high?”
“Ugh… P-please… I-I beg of you… P-pervert… Absolute pervert loser premature ejaculation pussy… Please give your mother your great and wonderful male dick….”
Contrary to the words she spat out with a trembling voice, her tone was thick with nasal sounds and the sticky coquetry of a female filled with anticipation.
Garnet slammed her forehead into the sand, performing a dogeza while begging for my dick. Unable to resist, I placed my foot on her head.
“Ngh…! P-please… please impregnate this sow mother who has been t-thoroughly broken by Master’s dick and is even o-offering up her own d-daughter…!”
Technically, Ophelia was the one who proposed to me, and Garnet hadn't exactly taken me in as a matrilocal son-in-law yet, but she seemed to want to be violated with that specific roleplay—wanting her womb crushed by a giant cock.
I thought I was exercising a spirit of service at the front lines of these total pervert females' sexual tastes, but every time I faced it, I felt like I was staring into the bottom of an abyss.
Since Ophelia is kind, I figured I should do some groundwork to make her an easy girl who listens to anything, so I can assign her various roles when we roleplay later.
“You’re a pathetic female, begging to get pregnant at your age. Hmm~? Begging for dick from a boy younger than your daughter… aren't you embarrassed?”
“B-but… a M-Master-class dick… if I’m subjected to s-something like that… being a m-mother means n-nothing…. If my s-son has a Master-class dick, it’s o-only natural to s-serve him as a female….”
I increased the pressure of my foot on Garnet’s head as she spat out pathetic excuses about a Master-class dick. I liked the feeling of her dark blonde hair wrapping around my toes, and the warmth of her scalp, heated by the sun, felt good too.
'Master-class dick.' I thought that was a term only used by perverts who focus on the latest trends—like the 'young and cool' Kaori. But seeing Garnet use it, it seemed like it had been a topic of conversation for quite a while.
“Disgusting. You’re a cripple, a loser. Offering up your own daughter just for some dick? You’ve failed as a human being, let alone a mother, haven't you~?”
“Hngh… I-I’ve failed… The m-moment the Dick-nim, the Master-class dick, k-knocked on my womb, I-I had no choice but to g-give up on things like human rights… because l-living as a female became more important than l-living as a human…!”
This damn slutty auntie certainly had a knack for making a male’s dick go rock hard. I didn't know how she could blurt out such shameful and embarrassing things so casually, but one thing was for sure: rather than just playing with her, my first thought was that I wanted to pour a bucket of semen into that sticky meat pile!
“So you’re saying it’s my fault?”
“N-no…! T-that’s not it…! I-it’s my fault! I-I lost to the Master-class dick, I couldn't win…! I fell for it so hard I’d even flatter a male while offering my d-daughter! S-so please… g-give me your dick…!”
As expected of an Archmage—or should I say, a 'spellcaster'—she was reacting very intelligently, unlike the sow at my house who just clings to me with a blank expression for baby-making mating every day, or the mother of the sow who usually acts tough but is submissive in bed.
She was trying to cloud my mind with vulgar words, but I couldn't lose at a time like this. I had to prove I was a Master who wouldn't be outdone by this total pervert by spitting out equally vulgar words.
“Then dance so my dick gets hard. Yeah, make it vulgar. If you do, I’ll put this Dick-nim—the one you’ve offered your daughter, your family, your body, and your soul to—into the cobweb-covered pussy of this Archmage auntie~!”
“Y-yesss~! Yes!”
As soon as I took my foot off her head, Garnet hummed a pleasant tune and stood up abruptly, only to crouch down and spread her legs wide. For someone who had just been face-down in the sand, there wasn't a single grain of sand to be found on her. I felt a bit overwhelmed by this perverted auntie-sister’s roleplay, but I didn't let it show.
Anyway, I watched Garnet’s disgraceful display as she spread her legs wide, interlaced her fingers behind her head, and began to sway her upper body from side to side.
“Please give some dick to the stupid bitch, the low-IQ retard Garnet de La Croix, who loses her mind the moment she sees Master’s dick~!”
“Do you want it that badly? Hmm? Mom? It’s your son’s dick, you know?”
“Yesss~! Sperm~ be created in abundance~! Work hard so your healthy sperm can impregnate these old eggs~!”
I didn't think I could win this battle of vulgarity. She called them 'old eggs,' even though she likely had far more ovulating days left than she’d already used. I didn't have the confidence to beat the words and actions of this masochistic sow Duchess who went out of her way to degrade herself.
“My dick is starting to get a bit hard. Come on, cheer for it a bit more. Then I’ll put this dick into this horny sow’s pussy.”
I pulled down my swimwear and rubbed my large, rock-hard penis roughly against Garnet’s face.
“Yes, yes~! Dick-nim~! Please~! I’m a top-tier product as a woman—I have lots of money, I’m pretty, and I can give birth to several children—but please bestow your grace upon this sub-beast female who was defeated by Dick-nim in a single blow!”
Whether she was already fully revved up or just didn't have a shred of shame left, I lightly slapped the cheek of this loser trash pervert Duchess, who was now only wishing for mating.
“Ah, ah, Dick-nim, you’re w-wonderful… The superior male that a female must serve, the b-best… P-please hit me more… P-punish this masochistic bitch, this loser premature ejaculation pussy auntie, as much as you want~!”
The golden bikini, which was too small to contain her jiggling breasts, had shifted out of place, fully exposing her pink areolas and perky nipples.
I didn't think Garnet had truly submitted to me in her heart, but I could understand that I was the only one who could accept such vulgar, filthy, and utterly wretched sexual desires, even if it was just roleplay.
“Do you like dick that much? You’re really no different from a hopeless sow with nothing but sex in her brain. You’re too old for this, you pervert. Trash. Aren't you ashamed of the title of Duchess, huh?”
I gently stroked Garnet’s cheek with my penis, coating it with the pre-cum that was oozing out. As I smeared it all over the tip of her nose, it formed a membrane, and it was almost cute to see a bubble of pre-cum form and pop on her nose.
“I-I’m sorry… B-but… when you meet a D-Dick-nim like this… it’s c-common sense to s-struggle to get pregnant by any means… so it c-can’t be helped…. S-still, I have lots of m-money, I have ability… I’m a t-top-tier product as a w-woman… so p-please… impregnate me… I b-beg of you… M-Master!”
Seeing the Duchess with tears welling in her eyes, I felt like I had to let her taste the dick at least a little.
I didn't know if it was just an act to please me or if she was completely immersed in her own twisted fetish.
“Fine, then I’ll give you a chance for pregnancy mating. In exchange, you have to let me marry Ophelia, okay?”
“Yesss~! Thank you~! Whether it’s my daughter, my wealth, or my family, I will offer everything to Master!”
I really wished she would just hand it all over, but I was confident I could live a wealthy life just by appropriately exploiting the older girls I was playing with, so I didn't have any sincere greed for it.
“Then get on your stomach, sow. Today, I’ll give you a pregnancy mating with the superior semen from this Master-class dick.”
“Yesss~!”
My mother-in-law, acting cute with a nasal voice, immediately lay face-down on the sand and thrust her hips high into the air.
I hadn't noticed because of her massive tits, but it was a total flood down there. Her bikini couldn't even contain it; love juices were pouring out, soaking the front until it was sticky.
With the feeling of unwrapping a birthday present, I pulled down her panties and thrust my penis directly into the meat pile of this Archmage Duchess sister, who was radiating heat and was fully prepared for pregnancy.