Killed by a Unicorn's Horn (1)
It was a truly shitty day.
To think that I, of all people, would get played by a man.
That son of a bitch. Where the hell did he hear that I was called a "virgin hunter"? Did he really pretend to be a virgin just to lure me in?
It’s true that I prefer virgins, but it’s not like I only like virgins. If he hadn't lied to me, I wouldn't have been leaving his place in the middle of the night like this. My stomach churned even as I called for a taxi.
To save a little on the late-night surcharge, I got off on the main road and was heading home through a familiar alleyway when—
Huh? What is that?
In front of a row of four or five villas, a horse-sized figure was glowing.
Thinking I was seeing things, I rubbed my eyes and looked again. The figure didn't vanish; if anything, it looked even clearer.
Wait, that’s a horse, right? Why is there a horse here?
Hold on. It looks like it has a horn, too.
That’s... that’s a unicorn, isn't it?
That was the moment I should have remembered the legend that unicorns only appear before virgins. I should have realized that its appearance before me—someone who is definitely not a virgin—meant something was terribly wrong. Instead of just standing there, dumbfounded by the surreal and wondrous sight.
The beast, which had been looking elsewhere, turned its head toward me, snorted, shook its head violently, turned its body in my direction, and pawed the ground. The sound of hooves scraping against the asphalt sounded menacing. Even then, I should have run into the narrow alleyway where the beast couldn't follow.
It charged at me. It all happened in an instant.
Its horn pierced right through my chest.
I died instantly.
The few bastards who know my true nature call me this behind my back:
A cock-hungry slut.
Yeah, it’s a very deserved reputation based on my conduct.
But I have some grievances. It’s not like I only crave cock.
It’s just that women don't usually take me up on it, but I’ve always been eyeing women, too. They say it doesn't matter if it's a male or a female as long as it tastes good, right?
That’s why I’ve tried visiting lesbian bars, but the decent ones either guard themselves against me or have no interest at all, and only the ones who act like men flock to me. I’d rather shove a cock inside a pussy than rub clits with girls like that.
But I’m a woman who doesn't know the meaning of giving up.
First, I picked the tastiest cock I’d ever had and asked if he was interested in a threesome with me and another woman. He pretended he wasn't, but he was dying to do it. This asshole... when I asked to do it with another man because I wanted to hold one cock in each hand and suck on them while getting fucked, he refused. An ungrateful bastard who doesn't even know the grace of having his virginity taken.
Then, I lured a girl who was just as crazy as I am. If you look on social media, there are plenty of crazies, but it’s hard to find one who is both delicious-looking and crazy.
I took the tasty-looking girl I finally found to that ungrateful bastard’s studio apartment, laid him down, and we both sat on top of him. I yielded the cock to her.
As expected of the cock I carefully selected. This girl was properly in heat, going absolutely wild.
Just as planned.
I sucked on her breasts, which bounced up and down every time she thrust her hips. She had already lost her mind, not avoiding the stimulation from my lips and tongue but accepting it as pleasure, letting out whimpers mixed with moans.
I trained her by swapping men. By sandwiching a cock between us, rubbing our breasts together, stimulating each other's nipples, and sharing semen in our mouths so she wouldn't reject me, a woman. In the end, the sense of conquest and the pleasure I felt when she licked my dripping pussy, which I had offered without a word...
Ah... ah... I’m wet♡
Feeling my damp pussy, I opened my eyes to see tiny lights twinkling like white stars in the pitch-black darkness, as if they were about to pour down.
Like a night sky full of stars that you can’t see in the city, only in the wilderness.
I felt ecstatic, lying there and staring blankly into the void, but only for a moment. Once I remembered the fact that I had died,
"Gasp!"
I jolted my upper body up in a panic.
Without realizing it, I checked my left chest, where I had been pierced by the horn, with my eyes and hands.
"It’s... perfectly fine..."
Was my death a dream? Right? It’s a dream, isn't it? Yeah. There’s no way something like a unicorn exists.
I admired my precious body—the naked body I had managed with such devotion to keep the cocks offered to me standing at attention—and kneaded my breasts. The natural, soft, squishy feeling without any surgical scars confirmed that I wasn't dead.
"You’ve awakened."
Just then, a beautiful woman’s voice reached me. I turned toward the sound and saw a mysterious-looking woman with thick, wavy, bright blonde hair appearing from the darkness.
And then, she knelt down without a word and said,
"I am sorry."
'What is she sorry for?'
Actually, I knew. My body was fine, but the surroundings were strange. It felt like the afterlife, through and through. Even so, I still denied it.
"Uh... is this some kind of event? A prank show?"
That couldn't be it. I was naked; filming a prank would be a crime.
"..."
The woman, wearing clothes like a see-through negligee, kept her head bowed and said nothing. Now, fear was starting to cover my denial.
"That’s not it, right?"
What am I saying? What is "not it"?
"Because I failed to properly manage the spiritual beast I was raising..."
As her trembling voice reached my ears, I felt a small tremor in my own body.
"I... caused your death."
Grind.
I gritted my teeth. My voice dropped low.
"Don't play games."
The reply was the same as what she had said before.
"I am sorry..."
Crazy... I’m so angry, but...
"Haha..."
I let out a hollow laugh because it was just too absurd.
"Really? Did I really die? And by being pierced by the horn of a mythical creature, at that?"
I asked with a laugh in my voice. I must sound like a crazy bitch.
"It is exactly as you say."
Her shrinking voice was wet with tears.
Damn it... I swallowed the profanity that was about to cross my throat. Let’s calm down, calm down. Deep breath... whew...
"So, what happens to me now?"
After a long sigh, I asked, and only then did she lift her head to look at me. Her mysterious, pale blue eyes, already shimmering with moisture, looked even brighter. In the middle of all this, she’s fucking beautiful, the bitch.
"I will allow you to start a new life in another world that I manage. I will also grant you special powers."
As she stood up and reached out her arms, the tiny lights that filled the dark sky scattered and vanished, while some grew larger, turning into images reflecting each world. Soon, they filled the air and completely surrounded us.
She manages these worlds?
"Who the hell are you?"
"My introduction is late. My name is Eleanor. I am one of the administrators of countless worlds."
"A... god?"
"Yes. I am called that as well."
No wonder. The see-through clothing, the mysterious vibe—she was definitely radiating goddess energy.
I briefly forgot about what had happened to me and looked over the thumbnails of the worlds she managed, which filled the space from my eye level to the air above in a semicircle.
There were various scenes. From worlds that looked like the past of the East and West to worlds that looked like a bleak or hopeful future. There were worlds where medieval culture and modern civilization were mixed, and worlds that didn't look much different from the one I had lived in.
Hmm... hmmm... hmmmm... but wait...
"I only see women. Let me see some men."
Appearance is secondary when I choose men, but if I can choose, isn't it better if the average is high?
"Uh... the worlds I manage only have women, I’m afraid."
What? I don't need a world like that.
"Hey, forget it. Just bring me back to life. In my original world."
"Uh... that... that is not possible..."
It’s not possible? The anger I had been suppressing and burying exploded all at once, and I ended up screaming.
"Hey!!"
"Eek!"
Startled, Eleanor covered her face with her arms and flinched, yet she still tried to promote the worlds she managed.
"T-the world with only women is so wonderful... You don't have to be painfully pierced by the hideous body parts attached to men, and you can have children whenever you want... There is no menstruation, either... And..."
Hmm... not having periods is nice.
—No, that’s not it!
"I like getting pierced by cocks! How am I supposed to live in a world without cocks?"
Ah... I did it. I couldn't overcome my intense emotions and revealed my vulgar nature just like I always do. In front of a stranger. No, in front of a goddess.
In the silence of the moment, I saw it. Her contemptuous gaze directed at me, her face twisted in disgust.
Yeah, well. We aren't close, and I snapped, so I guess it’s understandable, but still, you’re the one responsible for my death, so you shouldn't be looking at me like that.
"You. What’s with that look?"
"O-oh... no... I... what?"
"You just looked at me like I was some kind of bug. Huh? Don't gods have sex?"
"I... I do not..."
"Ha, what are you, the Goddess of Chastity?"
"...!!"
She, who had been shrinking away after averting her gaze from me, suddenly looked at me with a shocked expression. Her face asked how I knew.
Ah... I should have known from the moment she said she was raising a unicorn.
Wait. If there are men, chastity would disappear, so are there only worlds with women? Wow... that’s truly extreme.
'Oh~ so you were the Goddess of Chastity? What a shame. How could a lewd bitch like me ever set foot in your world?'
—I wanted to be sarcastic, but that wouldn't help solve this situation at all. Besides, I now had a reason not to get on her bad side.
"*Sigh*... is it really impossible to bring me back to life in my original world?"
I sat on the edge of the bed that was just sitting in this space, crossed my legs, and asked. She hesitated, looking reluctant, and offered another suggestion.
"Yes... but... if it is that hideous object you require... with the special power I grant you, perhaps... there might be a way..."
"Hmm... I’ll hear you out. But before that..."
I wanted to ask why she couldn't bring me back, but something more urgent had come up for me.
"You did wrong, didn't you?"
"Yes..."
"Then you have to apologize, right?"
My inner virgin hunter instinct toward the Goddess of Chastity was squirming, making my pussy wet. Who told you to dress so provocatively that even your nipples are visible? Especially when you have such a lewd body.
"As an apology, you will obey me from now on. Got it?"
"Yes..."
The Goddess of Chastity answered quietly, nodding repeatedly.
I wondered if it was really okay to do this to a goddess, but I was dead because of her mistake anyway.
Lee Sera, the alpha woman, has no reverse gear.
I spread my crossed legs to show off my damp pussy.
"Lick it."