Chapter 15
Chapter 15
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 15
Chapter Title: Sir Withbel's Weak Spot is Really Honest
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Esther's lower abdomen tensed up.
Just one finger prying into her pussy hole brought an immense sense of pressure.
"Wow, it's so sticky in here."
Vera wiggled her finger.
Squelch, squelch.
Even just moving one knuckle inside Esther's pussy produced an embarrassingly wet sound.
Her lips quivered at the realization that her pussy was soaked.
"T-Take it out... please take it out...!"
Esther resisted.
But her resistance amounted to nothing more than pushing at Vera's arm and clenching her pussy to keep the finger from going deeper.
No matter how hard she clenched, it was a futile resistance that would ultimately be penetrated anyway.
"Really now. You just don't appreciate my feelings at all, Sir Withbel."
"Huh...?"
"My desire to help with your research. I'm working so hard to assist you in figuring out how to break the curse as soon as possible, and you don't even notice. How hurtful."
"That's not...! This isn't research...!"
Esther thrashed her limbs, kicking and flailing to escape.
"Behave yourself. You might tear your hymen."
Vera wrapped her arms around Esther's stomach to keep her from getting away.
Esther's small body was trapped in Vera's embrace.
"Tearing your hymen hurts like hell. Feels like getting skewered by a spear, you know?"
At the mention of pain, Esther's body went rigid.
She hated anything painful.
An unknown terror washed over her.
The agony of being pierced by a spear.
She didn't know exactly how bad it was, but it was definitely excruciating.
Of course, it wasn't that bad.
It was just Vera exaggerating to scare her.
Well, it did hurt, but still.
"If you stay still, I'll make it feel good without any pain."
"I don't need that...!"
"Should I make it feel bad instead?"
"Th-That... uh..."
Esther deflated immediately at the chilling tone.
She'd forgotten, after spending so much time in close quarters lately.
That the person—or thing—holding her was the craziest bastard in the entire empire.
Someone who'd already killed before.
If once wasn't hard, what was twice?
"I don't want to cause you pain, Sir Withbel."
She slowly inserted her finger deeper.
Even slick with arousal fluids, Esther's pussy was tight as hell.
It was so narrow that just one finger made it feel completely full.
On a scale of tightness, she'd give it a perfect 10 out of 10.
"I'm trying to give you pleasure instead. You know by now, don't you, Sir Withbel? How amazing a woman's pleasure feels."
She couldn't honestly deny it.
It felt incredibly good.
Unless you were some ascetic monk, humans were weak to pleasure.
And among them, the most primal pleasure—sexual ecstasy—brought rapture regardless of gender.
Though the intensity varied by sex.
Speaking from experience with both male and female bodies,
Esther found a woman's pleasure far more intense.
It was addictive.
Every climax made her head spin.
It felt like her soul was separating from her body.
And that scared her.
What if she lost the desire to return to being a man?
Man or woman, what did it matter?
She could think that way, but this was about sexual identity.
A woman's body felt better, sure, but mentally she was still a man.
Being a man made the body feel mismatched.
Like wearing clothes that didn't fit.
"And so what if you are?"
Vera whispered sweetly.
Like the serpent tempting the first humans with the fruit of knowledge of good and evil.
Letting the ticklish whisper seep into her eardrum.
"Isn't it a good experience to feel a woman's body while you can?"
"No... that's not..."
"So don't resist so much. Enjoy it now. That way, you won't regret it later when you turn back."
Vera curled her finger.
Pressing firmly on a particularly protruding spot inside.
"Hngh...! Hn, ah, haaht...!"
It was like a button—as soon as she pressed it, sweet moans spilled from Esther's lips.
"Sir Withbel's weak spot is so honest."
Esther's pussy, already soaked, gushed even more fluid.
Having climaxed once already, a thick, musky feminine scent rose intoxicatingly.
Ah, she was getting hard.
She hadn't noticed it as a woman, but a woman's scent was seriously arousing.
Vera's crotch stiffened.
"Do you know what this part is called?"
Vera pressed down hard on the bulging spot again.
"Hiiiik...!"
Esther's legs shot straight out.
"Answer me."
She kept pressing the same spot, urging a response.
"I-I don't know...! Hng... I don't knooow...!"
Esther shook her head vigorously.
Her pink hair, damp with sweat, clung to her glossy skin.
Thump!
Vera's heart pounded hard at the sight.
'What the hell?'
This adorable person was meant to be born a woman, not a man.
She suited it perfectly.
"You don't even know basic anatomy? Have you never been with a woman before, Sir Withbel?"
A fact she already knew well.
She knew everything about that.
"Becoming a woman and getting taken before ever taking a woman yourself. Hilarious, isn't it?"
"U-Ugh..."
"Well, when you turn back into a man, at least you'll understand women's bodies perfectly. You'll be able to please them easily."
Of course, she wouldn't let that happen.
'Sir Withbel will never touch another woman her whole life. Or another man, for that matter.'
Words she couldn't say yet.
"Back to the point—this spot is called the G-spot. One of a woman's most intense erogenous zones."
She jabbed at it relentlessly, stirring it up so she'd remember.
True to the description, each prod sent massive waves of pleasure through Esther.
"Hng, uh, haa..."
Forced pleasure—it felt bad yet good at the same time.
Contradictory emotions coexisted.
"So, what do you call this spot?"
"Haa... hng..."
"You need to answer."
There was no room to reply.
The stimulation was beyond imagination.
Unlike the gentle finger movements, the callus on Vera's fingertip delivered rough pleasure to Esther.
"G-Gh... G-Spot...!"
How was any of this helping with curse research?
Such doubts melted away in the relentless waves of pleasure.
Even with strong mental fortitude, this kind of ecstasy made her think of nothing but pleasure.
That was the power of a woman's pleasure.
"Good answer. Time for a reward."
"R-Re... ward...?"
Vera opened her mouth.
She bit down hard on Esther's nape, the spot that had been drawing her eyes.
Hard enough to leave teeth marks.
"Haaaaang...♡"
Esther's body jolted.
Her back arched, her breasts jiggling wildly.
It was chilling.
It hurt.
She hated pain, yet somehow it sent thrilling shivers through her whole body.
It didn't feel like a reward, but her body registered it as one.
"What am I supposed to do if you make such cute sounds?"
She slipped a second finger into the pussy.
Prodding Esther's weak spot with two fingers now.
"It just makes me want to torment you more."
Leaving teeth marks on the nape, she kept thrusting into the pussy.
Squelch, squelch.
The wet sounds grew louder.
Arousal fluid overflowed from the pussy, staining the sofa.
The stain spread bigger.
"S-Stop...! No more...!"
Esther's body trembled violently.
She pulled her hips back as if trying to escape the fingers.
Her heavy ass pressed down on Vera's cock.
The sensation only aroused Vera more.
Squelch, squelch!
She moved her fingers faster.
Esther's thighs quivered as her legs kicked wildly.
"Stop...! Please... haang... please...!"
At that moment, the fingers stopped.
"Huh...?"
The pleasurable stimulation cut off abruptly, leaving Esther bewildered.
"You really want me to stop?"
The fingers were still buried inside.
The rough callus pressed right against the G-spot.
Perfectly positioned to jab again at any moment.
"I think I went too far. If you say stop, I should stop."
Now, of all times?
She knew full well this was teasing.
She knew exactly what answer Vera wanted.
Esther bit her lower lip.
Her body was screaming.
Begging for more prodding.
To make her feel good quick.
Esther squeezed her eyes shut and said,
"Y-Yes...! Please stop!"
It was humiliating enough.
There were limits to playing along with the joke.
"Alright. If that's what you want."
Vera pulled her fingers out.
The pussy clung to them, as if refusing to let go.
But it couldn't hold on.
Her lower abdomen clenched in protest, as if asking why she'd stopped.
"Your reactions were so fun, I got carried away teasing. Sorry."
Vera grinned slyly.
Esther glared wide-eyed.
This was teasing too.
She hadn't expected her to actually stop.
The denied climax left her with massive frustration.
Her insides itched unbearably.
She wished it'd kept going.
No!
Good that it stopped.
She'd almost been toyed with, but this was right.
Doing this just for pleasure, not research, was wrong.
Esther rationalized, calming her protesting body.
"See you for afternoon lessons then."
Vera left the lab.
"Ah..."
She really left.
The regret hit hard.
Did she really stop just because she said to?
Dissatisfied voices bubbled up from deep inside.
"Haa... seriously..."
Esther hesitated, then slipped her own finger into her pussy.
This was the only way to relieve the discomfort.
Interrupted right before climax, so she just needed to finish.
"It... it was around here, right?"
She pressed her own G-spot.
"Hnggggh, hkk...♡"
Pressing the swollen, sensitive spot brought rough pleasure, making her body scream in delight again.
This was even more humiliating.
Masturbating because she couldn't satisfy herself—pathetic.
Yet somehow, even that humiliation made her heart race pleasurably.
She felt like a pervert.
Esther soothed her lingering regret with her fingers.
There was still some dissatisfaction.
Her fingers were too slender and soft.
But since she'd been right on the edge, climax came quickly anyway.
"Hnt... hngggup...♡"
She bit her lips hard to muffle any moans that might leak outside.
A hazy mind.
Her consciousness drifted toward the soul world again.
"...Huh?"
Staring blankly at the soul world, she noticed something off.
The curse's magic circle.
There was one extra line added to it.