Priscilla's Complete Surrender
Priscilla has submitted to me!
The woman who had held out until now had abandoned Fredrick the man and chosen to live as Priscilla the woman — and now she was taking his cock deep, over and over.
Feeling the triumph of a male who had conquered someone he had once respected and found difficult to approach, Kaisent began to entertain wicked thoughts just to savor this victory.
Thwup!
"Nnghhooooooh~~~♥♥"
Lifting her adult body — larger than his own — he slammed hard up against her cervix. Priscilla, mid-kiss, moaned into his mouth and sent a fierce tremor through the tongue wrapped around his.
"Ahahahaha~ Hit that spot and you come right away? You used to be a man, and yet getting your womb pounded by a cock feels that good?"
"D-don't say things like that……"
"Honorifics!"
Chomp!
"Nnghiiih!! I-if you bite my nipple! Ahngh!"
Because he was holding up a woman larger than himself, Priscilla's breasts naturally filled Kaisent's field of vision. He bit down on her nipple hard enough that an ordinary woman would have bled — but those whose prana rank had risen possessed tougher skin, so she only cried out in a tangle of pain and pleasure.
Pssshhh—
"Hhaaaang~~~~♥"
He bit her nipple fiercely and rolled it with the tip of his tongue. Milk sprayed from her breast as a sharp, full-body jolt of pleasure wrung a thin, trembling cry from her throat.
I used to be a man, and yet…♥ Having Kaisent suck my milk feels so good♥
It was strange enough that someone who had once been male was producing milk at all — but Kaisent greedily drank it down, and the sheer act of lactating pushed her over the edge into climax.
"Pwah! From now on, I'm Priscilla's husband! When it's just us, you use honorifics!"
"Y-you're younger than me……! Kyaah!"
"I said use honorifics!"
Having drunk his fill of her milk, Kaisent ordered her to speak politely and drove his cock up into her roughly.
"Use honorifics like you did a moment ago!"
"J-just now was♥ because you startled me♥ Ohohngh♥"
She had abandoned her identity as a man, yes — but even setting that aside, Kaisent was far younger than her, and until recently she had been the one giving him orders. Being told to use honorifics with someone like that was humiliating, a blow to her pride, and she resisted with everything she had.
Thwack! Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud-thud-thud!
"Oooooooh~~♥♥♥ W-wait♥ Wait a second♥ Nnghiiih♥♥"
Kaisent pinned her back against the wall to lock her in place, then began snapping his hips at a blistering pace. Hoisted up with her back to the wall and nowhere to run, she could only clutch the shoulders and waist of the boy whose frame was smaller than hers, utterly unable to resist as he pounded her one-sidedly.
"From now on, Priscilla is my wife!"
"Ahngh♥ Aaaang♥ Ah♥ Aaaah♥ You♥ You're still♥ too young for that♥"
"Shut up! Don't start lecturing me like some adult now! Be quiet and be my wife!"
"Hohngh♥ Ang♥ Ang♥ Hhaang♥ Ah♥ I can't♥"
He's seriously trying to make me his wife♥ Even though he's younger than me♥
The social taboo against an adult woman marrying a boy smaller and younger than herself. The pride of a grown woman. And if she accepted this marriage, she would spend the rest of her life using honorifics and cooing for a child — a thought that stabbed at her pride as both an adult and a knight.
So why does he look so lovable like this♥
He was trying to dominate a grown woman larger and older than himself with that tiny body. Reason, the pride of an adult and a knight, recoiled — but her heart had already fallen for him, and her resistance was pitifully weak.
Even though her pussy lips are already clamped so tight around my cock she won't let it leave.
Kaisent could tell that, for all her protests, she was only a little further from complete surrender. But rather than simply extract polite speech from her and call it victory, he wanted her body itself to admit that she had yielded of her own free will.
After a moment's thought, he hoisted her by the hips and tossed her toward the bed.
"A…ah♥"
Then he climbed on top of her, caught both her legs and folded them up, locking her into a mating-press position. Color flooded Priscilla's face all the way to the tips of her ears.
H-he's going to conquer me with this. With a position this vicious……!
A position designed to break a woman — one even she, when she had been a man, had never known. Priscilla swallowed hard and watched, breathing raggedly, as Kaisent's cock descended toward her entrance.
Ssllliiide———
"Hngk! Haaauuuugh~~~~♥"
Kaisent pressed his hips down so slowly she could feel every contour of his shaft. The tip finally kissed her cervix, and she braced for the pleasure that contact would bring —
Pop—
—only for his cock to give her cervix the lightest of bird-kisses and slowly withdraw again.
"Ffuuuung~~♥♥"
Her inner walls clenched desperately, begging the cock not to leave, the folds stretching until pink flesh was pulled outward with it.
Thrust! Pop—
He slammed in hard for a single instant — and just when she thought it was finally beginning, his cock only tapped her cervix lightly and retreated once more. As he repeated the motion, Priscilla realized exactly what he wanted.
He's going to make me say it with my own mouth!
Looking up at Kaisent's face — that leisurely smile that seemed to confirm her guess — she bit her lip.
Don't look down on an adult!
She was only enduring this for now. If she put her mind to it, she could throw this off anytime and pin him instead.
Thwup!
"Ohoooh~~~♥"
The instant she tried to shove Kaisent off with a Master's strength, the boy's body drove down and crushed the adult beneath him. The cervix he had only been tapping with the tip of his cock was suddenly, completely stamped flat. Already hypersensitive from those teasing touches, her cervix was mashed so hard it deformed the shape of her womb, and Priscilla climaxed on the spot — her arms flying up of their own accord to clutch the back of the boy who had pinned her.
"Heheh."
But having sent her over the edge, Kaisent only wore a mischievous smile and stayed perfectly still, looking down at her.
I hate this……! Because of his cock… this damn… cock… cock……♥
Buried to the root with her cervix crushed beneath it, his shaft pulsed with hot, heavy throbs she could feel through every fold of her pussy. Everything in her except reason was screaming for Kaisent to start thrashing his hips like a beast and reshape her insides.
The pride of an adult. The strength of someone who had reached Master rank. None of it was worth anything in front of a younger boy's massive cock.
My pussy is itching♥ Hurry♥ Hurry and fuck me with that cock♥ Please!
Even her reason was drowning in pleasure, reduced to begging him to swing his hips. But Kaisent ignored the pleading in her eyes and did not move his cock at all. The moment she saw the desire in the boy's gaze looking down at her — the look of someone waiting for something — Priscilla understood how worthless and hollow her resistance truly was.
Twitch!
"Fhaaaa~~~~~♥"
Kaisent's upper body shifted without warning, and his cock only barely stretched her open before stopping. That tiny motion alone tore a sultry, involuntary cry from her lips.
I… can't……♥ I can't take any more……♥
At last, Priscilla put strength into the legs Kaisent was holding stretched toward the ceiling. When he confirmed the movement and released his grip, those long, alluring legs folded seductively around him, locking his waist in a leg-lock so he could not escape.
"Oh? And what is this supposed to mean?"
"I… surrender……"
"Hm?"
"I'll surrender……♥ No — I surrender……♥ So please……♥"
"Heheh. Then one last question. What am I to Priscilla?"
Ha… haha… what a cruel child……
Making her crush an adult's pride with her own mouth.
"…Husband……"
"Pardon? I couldn't quite hear you."
"Please! Please pound my pussy with your cock, husband!!"
She said it. She had said it. She had trampled an adult's pride with her own two feet.
"Good girl, Priscilla."
"Ah……♥"
And the moment Kaisent praised her, a happiness she herself could not understand flooded through her, drawing a smile of pure relief across her face.
"Then I won't drag this out any longer."
Thwup!
"Hhoooooh!!"
Thwap! Thwap! Thwap! Thwap! Thwap! Thwap! Thwap!
Just as Priscilla had been holding back her pleasure, Kaisent had been holding back the urge to swing his cock. The proof was how, the instant he heard her declaration of surrender, he began stamping his hips down like a beast, soaking the bedsheets with her juices.
"Uhngh♥ Hahngh♥ Hohngh♥ Kkihngh♥ Ahiik♥ Husband♥ Husband♥"
"Priscilla! Get pregnant! Bear my child!!"
"Y-yes♥ I'll get pregnant♥ I'll bear your child♥ Ohoooh♥"
Ziiing—
Priscilla herself had no way of knowing, but in that moment the curse settled fully into her body. By completely abandoning her identity as a man, her soul accepted the curse and locked her permanently as a woman. Not even a papal-class cleric could ever turn Priscilla back into Fredrick now. It was a hidden secret even the priest who had examined her curse at the time had not known — almost certainly Nozgna's design, meant to drive the cursed one into despair. But none of that mattered anymore.
"Ahit♥ Hhahaang♥ Ah♥ Aaaang♥ Kyaahng♥ Ka-Kaisent~♥ Pound me harder with your cock♥"
"Okay! I'll pound you hard! So squeeze your pussy tighter!"
"Yes♥ I'll squeeze tighter~~♥"
Locking all four limbs around the boy who was diligently crushing her adult body with his smaller frame, gazing up at him with pure affection — for Priscilla, this moment was pure happiness.
"Heheheh. So you've finally come over to this side, Priscilla."
"Lillian♥ I… I'm sorry♥ I-I was your fiancé♥ And I became this child's wife♥ Ogoooh~~♥♥"
Climaxing while looking at Lillian — who was smiling at her with a bewitching expression — Priscilla could not help but show her an utterly disgraceful ahegao. It was a face she should never have shown her former lover, and yet she found joy in letting Lillian see the face of a woman made happy by taking a cock.
"Don't worry. I became this child's wife too. We're together again now."
"Ha… together……♥"
Forgetting the man she had been, finding happiness as a woman, and serving the same boy alongside her former fiancé. Explained out loud it sounded like a complete mess — but Priscilla was content that everyone could live such a happy life.
"Priscilla!"
"Yes♥"
"I'll make you a mother!"
Spurt! Spuuurt-spuuurt!
"Ohoooooooooh~~~~~~♥"
Mounted on top of her in the mating press, Kaisent's cock throbbed massively and began pouring scalding semen straight into her womb. Priscilla locked her limbs around the boy's body as if she would never let go, holding him tight so she could become a mother.
"Haah……♥ Hiit♥ Hii……♥ I… became… a mother……♥"
Thwap-thwap-thwap-thwap-thwap-thwap-thwap-thwap!
"Oooooooh!?"
Even after dumping his load into her womb, Kaisent immediately began thrashing his hips again — his cock still rock-hard after climax.
"We're not done! That premature pussy of yours! For making me wait, I'm going to thoroughly punish you!"
"I-I'm sorry♥ Please forgive me♥ Husband♥"
"Shut up! As punishment I'll pound your womb, so just squeeze that pussy!"
Finding the optimal angle to drive his hips as deep as possible, Kaisent mercilessly crushed the older woman thrashing her slender body in pleasure.
Aaah♥ I want to be pounded like this for the rest of my life♥
She took her small, gallant young husband, spreading her legs for him for as long as he wanted, accepting his cock so thoroughly she almost worried her pussy would wear out.
Smack— slurp— suck— lick— churp—
"Licking the underside of my cock with your tongue is good too."
"Fwaah♥ Fhaam♥"
Thoroughly disciplined by Kaisent, Priscilla now had her face buried between his legs as he sat on the edge of the bed with Lillian. She had already been conquered by his cock and become his wife — but this was to teach her the services a wife of Kaisent was obligated to perform.
"Understood? Whenever Husband uses our pussies, we always have to clean him afterward."
"Sluuurp— haah♥ It's so delicious♥"
Lillian tried to teach her this and that, but Priscilla was completely absorbed in how delicious Kaisent's semen tasted. Watching her quietly for a moment, Lillian suddenly seized the back of Priscilla's head and shoved her down hard.
"Grbk!? Uguuk!! Ublegh!"
"When your senior is teaching you something, you listen, Priscilla."
"Guh! Kuh! Kuh! Urghk!"
Kaisent's cock bent and stabbed into her throat, filling it completely. Choking on the pain, Priscilla flailed her hands in every direction, desperately trying to pull free.
"Wouldn't dying with your beloved husband's cock choking you be the greatest happiness of all?"
"!!"
The moment Lillian whispered that in a sultry voice against her ear, Priscilla's resistance stopped as if by magic.
My throat… feels… so good……. Dying… on Husband's… cock… and coming……♥
Made into a woman by Kaisent, and influenced by his inner energy as she rose to Master rank, Priscilla had come to regard even dying with a cock in her throat as a form of happiness. Her eyes, glazed with ecstasy, began to roll back, and her whole body started to go limp —
Schlurrrp!
"Pwah! Cough! Cough! Kuh! Khehk! Cough! Cough!"
—when Lillian yanked her back by the hair and let her breathe.
"I'd like you to listen carefully to what I say from now on, Priscilla."
"I… I'm sorry……. I… cough! was wrong……."
"Heheh, that's better. I like being together with you like this too, Priscilla."
Two people who had once been engaged and promised each other a future were now, between one man's legs, trading tips on how to service his cock.
"All right. Serve me nicely together."
"Yes♥"
"Yes♡"
At the boy's command, the two former lovers each claimed half of his cock and began sucking and licking from every angle. Looking down at the two people he had respected since the day he joined the mercenary company — now his wives, licking his cock between his legs — Kaisent felt a deep sense of conquest and stroked their heads. Without the slightest sign of displeasure, they felt their young husband's touch and diligently licked and served him.
"……."
And watching them, Arty felt a strange emotion rising through her emotional circuits.