Chapter 54
Chapter 54
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 54
Chapter Title: Solidifying the Foundations #2
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Sharan's plump outer lips hovered tantalizingly before my eyes. I remembered the way they'd wrapped around my cock—so incredibly soft and pillowy. I could never forget the sensation of grinding against them.
"Lord Maang?"
Sharan called out to me as she gently touched her pussy.
It wasn't... a sexual gesture. Just pure curiosity, nothing more.
But it was intensely erotic. Even an innocent touch like that, from a beauty with a body as lewd as Sharan's, couldn't help but be sensual.
"Lord Maang? Water... coming out of dickie?"
"Ah."
—Twitch twitch.
Pre-cum was leaking from the tip of my fully erect cock...! Sharan stared at it in fascination, her curiosity only growing.
"Lord Maang. White stuff and water coming from dickie?"
"Well."
Come to think of it, there's a lot that comes out of a dick.
Even the soda machine at a fast-food joint dispenses one flavor per nozzle, but the world of cocks is full of mysteries.
"All kinds of things come out."
"Weirdy..."
She's just too damn cute!
But business is business. I suppressed my pounding heart and explained.
"Sharan. Let me explain first. This thing called a dick—only men have them."
"Men? Lord Maang a man?"
"Yeah. I'm a man. Sharan's a girl."
"Girl?"
Sharan tilted her head.
"Sharan a girl too?"
"Yeah."
"Same as Lord Maang? Can't do?"
Surprisingly, Sharan innocently wanted to do the same thing as me! Of course, we can't change genders!
"No, Sharan. You can't change between man and girl. It's called gender, decided from birth. Can't switch it."
"Then can't do same as Lord Maang?"
"Yeah. Can't."
"Shaa..."
At that, Sharan looked crestfallen. She seemed sad at the thought of not being able to do the same as me. It was unbearably adorable.
"It's okay, Sharan. Differences are good. Men and girls can like each other."
"Like each other?"
"Yeah."
"Lord Maang like Sharan?"
"Of course I do. Like you the most in the world."
"Shaa!"
Sharan visibly brightened and hugged my head again!
"Sharan like Lord Maang too!"
"Guhk...!"
Every time her breasts enveloped my face, it felt insanely good! Sharan was wielding those massive tits as weapons without a clue.
"Sharan. Y-your boobs are on my face."
"Lord Maang? Like Sharan's boobies?"
"I do like them."
"'Cause Lord Maang like, Sharan rub boobies shaa shaa?"
"Ack...!"
Every word hit me like a punch to the gut!
I couldn't hold out.
—Squish squish.
As Sharan rubbed her breasts against my face, she spoke.
"Lord Maang."
"Yeah, Sharan."
"Sharan did boobie shaa shaa Lord Maang like? So give Sharan white stuff?"
"..."
White stuff.
She did what I like, so now she wants what she likes. Sharan's pretty smart.
Anyway.
No choice but to give it.
"Sharan. White stuff is called semen."
"Seh-men?"
"Yeah. Semen. Or call it white stuff if you want."
Name doesn't matter.
"Anyway. White stuff... no, semen. Comes out when dick feels good."
"Dick feels good? When feel good, white stuff comes?"
"Yeah. You got it exactly."
"Shaa..."
At that, Sharan released me.
She pondered for a moment.
Then...
"Shaa!"
She cried out like she'd realized something. What now? Sharan's learning speed was astonishing.
Right then.
"Lord Maang!"
—Whoosh!
Sharan!
"Whoa!"
Sharan dropped to her knees before me and enveloped my cock with her breasts!
"Grr, guhaaa...!"
The soft breast flesh wrapped around my cock, pumping even more blood into my already maxed-out erection.
"Sharan, what are you...!"
A titjob out of nowhere! I knew I should stop her, but I had no confidence I could—and no desire to.
"Lord Maang. Dick feel good?"
Such a pure smile.
"Well."
"Sharan do boobie shaa shaa?"
No way.
I couldn't hold back anymore.
Had to let my body take over.
—Squish rub squish rub.
"Grooo."
Just like she usually cradles my face with her breasts, Sharan held my cock between them and gently rocked her upper body, rubbing it. A different sensation from pussy grinding—insanely soft, hot enough to drive me mad.
"Shaa... shaa."
I could clearly feel my cock nestled in her cleavage...! Tension built in my hips and pelvis, hot pleasure surging as semen boiled up.
I lacked the patience to hold it back.
"Shaa shaa shaa. Lord Maang. Dick like-y."
And then.
—Spurt!
"Shaaat?!"
Semen erupted.
"Guh...!"
—Spurt!
—Spurt!
—Spurt!
My head lolled back. It felt like my soul was being sucked out. With no brakes whatsoever, I came for a good long while.
"...Sharan."
"Shaa...?"
Sharan's face. Neck. Collarbone. Upper breasts. Everywhere was splattered with my semen. Despite the mess, she just stared at me.
"Lord Maang! White stuff came out!"
"..."
"Eat it?"
At her question, I...
"...Eat it."
Answered honestly.
"Shaa!"
—Lick lick.
Sharan smiled happily and began grooming. She swept the semen from her upper breasts and collarbone with her hand, then licked it off.
"..."
Silent, focused solely on licking up the semen. Totally absorbed in eating. Once grooming was done...
"Lord Maang."
Now she groomed my cock too.
"..."
—Lick lick.
She slowly licked my still-hard cock. The soft, ticklish sensation made my mind reel each time.
If I keep educating her like this...
I could do lewd stuff with Sharan every day. Now that she could speak, I understood her feelings. Mutual consent was possible.
After finishing the dick cleaning, Sharan looked up.
"Lord Maang. White stuff yummy. More than meat."
"That good?"
Maybe a dryad delicacy.
"Yes. Eat white stuff, get strong? Strong?"
"You say 'it makes me stronger.'"
"Makes strong."
Time for more lessons.
"Sharan. Stand up."
"Yes, Lord Maang."
Sharan stood right away. She was still no-panties. Her pussy was back in view.
"My white stuff... goes in Sharan's here."
I pointed at her pussy.
"Here? What's here?"
"That's Sharan's pussy."
"Pussy?"
Hearing her say it...
So damn lewd.
"Lord Maang has dick? Sharan has pussy?"
"Yeah. Right."
"Sharan pussy feel good, white stuff come?"
"N-no, not that. Kinda different."
Love juices come, but not semen.
"Sharan no white stuff."
"Why no?"
"'Cause you're a girl. Can't help it."
"Shaa... shaa shaa."
Sharan seemed dissatisfied that no white stuff came from her. Anyway.
"Sharan. So if my white stuff goes inside Sharan's pussy..."
"Shaa?"
"Baby happens."
"Baby?"
"Small being. Uh. How to explain?"
How to explain this.
I gestured wildly, explaining babies and offspring as best I could. Way harder than I thought. Somehow muddling through...
"Lord Maang? Baby? Little one? Small thing?"
"Yeah. Small thing."
"Shaa... shaa? Shaa shaa?"
"Yes?"
What'd she say?
Sharan approximates unknown words as "shaa".
"Shaa."
She shook her head.
"Lord Maang. Not that? Shaa? Shaa, little baby? From shaa shaa?"
"Hm."
What? Seems like she's explaining about babies. Communication isn't perfect, so hard to follow.
I get it's not that...
"Shaa shaa? Lord Maang? Got it?"
"No. Not really."
"Shaa... Sharan learn more words, then tell?"
So considerate.
"Yeah. Let's do that. Anyway, Sharan. Wanna wash up? Too much white stuff on you."
"Shaa?"
Sharan tilted her head at my words.
—Whoosh!
She unleashed her power. A pale green aura flowed from her, and her body was spotless.
"You're amazing, as always."
Okay... lessons end here for now.
"Sharan. Study time over. Time to work?"
"Yes, Lord Maang. Study? Tomorrow again?"
"Yeah. Every day."
"Sharan like study."
"Heh heh heh. Good girl, Sharan. So smart and sweet."
I'd done some serious educating.
Dyed blank-slate Sharan in my colors. Step by step like this, soon she'd understand "sex".
"..."
As I thought that and stood, Sharan clung to my side. Naked.
"Hm? Sharan? Clothes?"
"Clothes?"
"Yeah. Stuff to cover boobs and pussy."
"Lord Maang no like Sharan boobies and pussy?"
"I-I do like them?"
What bold word choice!
"Then no need clothes."
Since I like them, she'll stay naked!
"No! Sharan! I like them, but you gotta wear clothes!"
"Shaa?"
"You have to. See, I'm wearing some. Wait, you were wearing them before?"
"Yes. Wore them."
"Why'd you wear them?"
"That... shaa? Don't know? Have to? Shaa shaa? Just do?"
Couldn't explain perfectly, but she got it. Doesn't know why, but wears them. Instinct? Probably.
Oh, wait.
Instinct reminds me.
"Yeah. That's instinct. Okay, Sharan."
"Yes, Lord Maang."
"Remember first time we met?"
"Yes! Remember!"
"You shook your boobs at me then? Why? You didn't know me."
"Shaa...?"
Sharan thought a bit.
"That too just? Don't know? Have to? Instinct? Shake boobies, meat come close?"
"Meat?!"
There it is! She saw me as meat back then!
Thanks, Buril!
Anyway, Sharan instinctively knew shaking boobs brings meat closer. But not with other monsters, so humanoids only? As I marveled, Sharan pressed closer, pleading.
"Lord Maang not meat. Sharan didn't know."
"What. Reassuring me?"
Good girl.
"It's fine. Now matters. Sharan. You like me?"
"Yes! Like Lord Maang!"
"Why?"
"Shaa."
Sharan gestured as she explained.
"Lord Maang. Sharan fight goblins? Tired? Lord Maang help? And do feel-good thing?"
I got the gist.
When Sharan was worn out slaughtering goblins, I used Domination on her. She thinks I helped and gave her pleasure, so likes me.
"So like Lord Maang. Wanna stay with Lord Maang. Made tool Lord Maang likes."
"Guh...! Thanks! So grateful, Sharan!"
Just talking to her makes me this happy. Sharan truly cares. But at the same time, I'm scheming to make her mine... No excuses. Cowardly, but I'll make Sharan my woman. Slowly dye the clueless girl my color.
"Shaa shaa."
I stroked Sharan's ear as she beamed happily with those thoughts.
Demons really are wicked race.
"But Sharan. Clothes first. Boobs and pussy are precious. Cover them usually."
"Precious?"
"Yeah. Precious."
"Shaa."
Sharan murmured something.
"Lord Maang. Sharan precious give to Lord Maang."
"What."
"Sharan boobies and pussy Lord Maang's."
Precious, so give to me...!
Sharan said that!
"U, ugh!"
Blinding light seemed to burst from behind Sharan! Burning me!
"Y-yeah! Sharan! Then I'll give you my precious too!"
"White stuff?"
"Yeah."
"Love Lord Maang!!!"
"Love you too!"
Anyway. Good thing I came here.