Chapter 19
Chapter 19
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 19
Chapter Title: Irresponsible Creampie Possible?
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Ubre Lubrub.
A name that might sound a bit ridiculous, but it belonged to the owner who founded this place, Paradise.
"Welcome."
And there she was, the woman gracefully sipping her wine—Ubre Lubrub herself.
"It's been ages."
Ubre fluttered her wings as she rose.
The wind from her wings made her red dress flutter lightly.
For a succubus, she was rather conservatively dressed, but a large cutout at her midriff boldly exposed her long, vertical navel and the heart-shaped piercing dangling from it.
"You've changed so much I barely recognize you."
Ubre covered her mouth with her fan and let out a surprised "Oh my."
"It's been a while. I hope you've been well."
"Me? Always the same."
Ubre floated into the air and gently lowered her ample hips onto the back of a man lying prostrate on the floor like an object.
Feeling the softness of her buttocks, the man—eyes and mouth covered—let out an unpleasant snort.
"Your tastes haven't changed."
"What can I say."
Ubre's seductive eyes slowly roamed up and down my body, sticky and appraising.
"Your tastes seem to have flipped completely, though."
"It's not like that."
"Own it. This look suits you much better—especially that pink hair. Even the Succubus Queen has pink hair just like yours."
"That's not the point!"
"You know your stuff."
The princess toyed with my hair as she spoke.
"And you..."
Ubre's gaze naturally shifted to the princess.
"Oh my."
Her eyes widened, a rare sight.
"What brings the blood of the Mad One to a humble place like this?"
Eek!
I recoiled in horror the moment I heard "blood of the Mad One."
It was shocking enough that she'd instantly pegged the person beside me as royalty, but even more so that she'd uttered the one phrase you absolutely mustn't say in front of them.
The blood of the Mad One.
The founding father and first Bluefield was recorded in history as a great swordsman, but in truth, he was a slaughter-crazed butcher.
He killed like a madman.
Anything and everything.
And in doing so, he unified five kingdoms into an empire.
History is written by the victors, so imperial records venerate him as a great swordsman, great sovereign, founding father. But the histories of the conquered kingdoms call him nothing more than a lunatic.
One kingdom's records even claim he beheaded their king and drank the blood spurting from the stump in a wine glass.
That's why people secretly call the imperial Bluefield family the blood of the Mad One.
And naturally, the imperial family harshly punishes anyone who uses that slur.
"No need to worry. She's just with Lord Withbel."
Fortunately, the princess didn't seem to mind.
"Phew."
I sighed in relief, wiping my chest.
"Lady Ubre, this is Vera von Bluefield."
"Handsome devil. Makes me want to be on the bottom for once."
For the haughty Ubre to say that much, the princess really was strikingly good-looking.
"She's the princess."
"Princess?"
No matter how you looked at her, she screamed prince.
"Ah, so that's it. I wondered what brought you here after all this time. You need my help?"
"Yes."
As you can see, Ubre was a succubus.
Among her spells was one that could temporarily change a person's gender.
That's why we'd come to her.
She was the expert in this field.
"If it were a normal spell, it would've worn off by now. A curse?"
"Correct."
"And the curse's imprint?"
"We've checked it. Here."
I pulled a notebook from my robe pocket.
I'd drawn the magic circle in it.
"Oh my."
"Do you recognize the spell?"
"Unfortunately, first time for me too."
I'd half-expected that.
It'd be a lie to say I hadn't hoped otherwise.
It was ancient magic level, after all.
"But I did notice one thing."
"What?"
"This curse is incomplete."
"Is it because of this part?"
I pointed to the bit that had intrigued me most.
A line that added itself every time sexual pleasure was felt.
"Exactly."
"What happens when that part fills up?"
"The curse completes."
"And then what?"
"You'll never be able to go back to male. Even if you find a way to lift it, you'll be settled as female and unable to revert. You couldn't even cast the same curse to switch back. You'd live as a woman forever."
At least it wasn't life-threatening.
Still, living as a woman forever? That was bad.
"To explain in more detail, your body is female now, but reproductively deficient. In simple terms, it's infertile."
"So that means..."
"Irresponsible creampie possible?"
That voice came from beside me.
I turned my head with a creak.
"Hehe~"
The princess's raptorial eyes gazed down at me like a predator spotting prey.
"Exactly."
"No worries about making a baby, so we can go wild?"
"That's right."
With a trembling voice, I asked the princess,
"Wh-why would you ask something like that...?"
The princess grinned slyly and placed a hand on my butt.
"Eep...!"
Her large hand squeezed, squishing my cheek.
A jolt like electricity shot up my spine.
Goosebumps prickled across my skin.
"Good thing. I was worried about accidentally creampieing."
"Wh-why would you even worry about that...?"
"Gotta try it once."
"Try what...?"
"Why play innocent."
She kneaded my butt like dough, whispering playfully.
"Sex."
"S-se-se, sex...!"
"When else would I get the chance? Fucking as a man, getting fucked as a woman. Precious experience."
The princess spread my cheeks slightly.
My clinging buttocks parted, my panties digging into the deep crevice.
The squeezing sensation made my hips twitch.
"Nooo! Why would we do that?!"
I punched her arm and created some distance.
"Definitely not something anyone gets to experience easily."
Ubre watched with keen interest.
"You heard her?"
The princess closed in.
Her dark shadow engulfed me.
"D-doing that... would make lifting the curse harder...!"
"Not at all."
"Huh?"
Ubre doused me with cold water.
"From the structure, that part doesn't directly affect the curse. As I said, it's still incomplete. Only once it's done will its power manifest."
The princess's lips curved softly.
She made a princely expression straight out of a fairy tale.
"Hear that? We can fuck as much as we want."
"You're joking, right?"
"......"
"You're joking, right?!"
"I am curious. Seeing big brother call maids to his room every day and rut like beasts makes me wonder just how good it feels."
The princess pinned me against the wall.
"So."
Her hand caressed my lower belly.
My skin shivered.
Just from a few touches, my pussy twitched like it had been tamed.
'Gonna make me feel good again?'
It was reacting as if anticipating.
My body remembered.
The pleasure from her fingers.
"Can I put my cock in Lord Withbel's pussy?"
Her crude, direct words hit like a hammer.
"Ah... ugh... ah..."
I clutched my lower belly desperately.
"No...! Nooo...!!"
I screamed and curled up.
Blocked by her arms on both sides, my choice was,
crawling between her legs.
Crawling between someone's legs was utterly humiliating, but protecting my chastity mattered more.
I crawled to Ubre, begging for help.
"The princess is right."
"Nya?"
"When else will you get to experience it? I don't know why you're so scared, but female pleasure is truly exquisite. Especially when a massive cock fills your pussy—it's pure ecstasy."
Ubre pulled me out from behind her.
"Give it a try."
"Uwaaah...!"
I bolted.
"Still such a fussbudget~"
Esther fled in terror.
"Haha."
Vera laughed, clearly amused.
"You're not worried?"
Ubre approached, having watched the amusing pair.
"Normally, that's the reaction to a gender swap. But you seem to be enjoying this—or rather, like you expected it."
The faint smile on Vera's face turned icy.
Her softly curved lips flattened.
Her sparkling eyes went dull.
She placed a hand on her sword hilt and stared at Ubre.
Eyes of unfathomable depth.
"As if."
Vera flashed a grin and removed her hand from the hilt.
"Anyway, anything else you've figured out?"
"Nope."
Ubre waved it off.
"I'm a succubus expert on gender swaps, but that's the most complex curse I've seen. Ancient magic level. If you want details, you'd need to ask the Queen, not me."
"I see."
Vera nodded slightly.
"Looks like you've got feelings for that guy—or girl now, I suppose?"
Anyway.
"Not curious what our relationship is?"
Ubre smiled seductively, batting her eyes.
If she had feelings for Esther, she'd wonder.
How a pure mage knew a succubus.
If this succubus had taken her virginity.
"Maybe he bravely rescued a succubus in distress once?"
"Huh? You heard?"
"Who knows."
Vera just smiled innocently.
"One request, though."
"I'm expensive."
"Not going that route."
"Offensive to a succubus."
"Could you prepare a change of clothes? Underwear too."
Ubre tapped her lips with a finger.
"Only got those kinds for men."
Her finger pointed backward.
To the man prostrate on the floor.
A pouch barely covering his dick.
"Not for me. Women's."
Vera strode toward the door.
"Figure she'll need them."
Before leaving, she turned back as if remembering something.
"Oh, and white. It suits Lord Withbel. See you."
Vera caressed her sword hilt as she exited.
"Actually, I did notice one more thing. Hmm..."
Ubre tapped her lips, muttering to herself.
"Not sure if I should say~"
She wiped her nape with a handkerchief.
Vera's hollow eyes had spooked her a bit.
Those eyes held a murderous depth like an abyss—what kind of life had she lived?
Thinking back gave her chills.
"Probably just my imagination."
That magic circle from earlier.
What she'd sensed wasn't a gender swap.
It was a gender exchange.
Yeah, exchange.
A spell that required mutual consent.
Not a curse.
Well, curses are magic too.
They just classify magic harmful to humans as curses for convenience.
From Esther's reaction earlier, no way.
Didn't look like consent at all.
Yeah, must've been wrong.
"Ambiguous magic gets interpreted differently depending on who's reading it."
A riddle.
There's a right answer, but no one knows it, so everyone insists theirs is correct.
Unless perfectly analyzed, you can't know if your hunch is right.