Be My Wife, Priscilla
"No! I don't want to! I don't want to be a womannn!"
Priscilla's desperate pleas in that delicate, fragile voice only stoked the boy's sadistic hunger further.
"Priscilla! Priscilla! Priscillaaa!"
"No! My name is Fred…rick…?"
She kept repeating that her name was Fredrick, clinging to her identity as a man — yet even her own original name now felt alien on her tongue.
The name she had carried since birth… felt foreign?
"Priscilla! Be my wife! Become my wife!"
"Y-you crazy little shit! I'm a ma—aaaahn♥"
"Be my wife! Say you'll be my wife! Call yourself a woman!"
"Kyaah♥ Hic♥ Ahhk♥ Mmmn♥ Ah♥ Aaahn♥"
She tried to resist with everything she had, but every last scrap of conditioning Kaisent had drilled into her body erupted at once. Pleasure as a woman swallowed her whole. She couldn't even form a proper rebuttal — all she could do was gasp and thrash beneath the boy's relentless thrusts.
And when Kaisent began circulating his inner cultivation through his cock as he drove into her, the pleasure crashed over her even harder.
Every time he confesses to me, my heart starts pounding♥
Being mounted and confessed to by a boy so much smaller and younger than herself should have filled her with revulsion. Instead, a strange, dizzying happiness bloomed in her chest.
It's bigger than my cock ever was when I was a man♥
She had always considered her own cock above average. Now she felt a crushing sense of defeat beneath a boy's shaft that was thicker, longer, and far more overwhelming.
"Ugh! I'm gonna cum!"
"P-pregnant!? You can't—!"
"Get pregnant! I'm going to impregnate you! Get pregnanttt!"
Feeling the surge of climax, Kaisent slammed his hips into her with brutal force, preparing to empty himself.
The last scraps of her male sensibility still refused to accept the idea of pregnancy. She thrashed and struggled with everything she had left.
Schlick— schlick— schluuurk!Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap!!
"Oooohk♥ Ogoooohk♥♥ S-stooop♥ Hiiik♥"
But Kaisent's hands locked around her waist like iron. Every time he slammed his hips up and down, pleasure she had never known in her life scrambled her thoughts and tore animal moans from her throat.
And just before he came — when she felt his cock swell inside her cunt — Priscilla turned a pleading look toward Lillian, who was watching with a bewitching smile.
"L-Lilli♥ Haaahn♥ H-help♥ meee♥"
"Sorry, Priscilla. I've been this boy's wife for a long time now."
"W-what… kyahk♥ are you… saying…♥"
"Hehe. We're both going to be mothers. Mothers to this boy's children."
"Khhnnn! Become a mother! Priscillaaaa!!"
Spurt! Gush-gush-gush!
Semen erupted like a water cannon. With the tip of his cock sealed tight against her cervix, every pulse hammered the roof of her womb.
"Ooooooooh♥ Oooooooooohk~~~♥♥"
The sensation of a younger male's seed flooding her womb.
A cock bigger than her own had ever been. Seed with a vitality stronger than anything she had ever possessed.
Crack.
In that instant, Priscilla felt something shatter inside her heart.
It was the sound of her entire value system as a man being smashed to pieces.
I lost… I lost……. As a man… and as a woman… I lost to him completely……♥
For the first time, semen filled her womb. The gender-reversal curse had already remade her into a perfect woman — and as Kaisent collapsed against her chest, panting hard, she looked down at him.
"Haa… haa……."
That cute face with pure white hair and white eyes. That small frame just beginning to put on muscle.
Objectively speaking, he was a boy with an androgynous charm.
This tiny little thing made me into a woman… into a mother♥ He's so precious♥
Only moments ago, all of this had felt filthy, repulsive, contemptible. Now everything felt lovely and happy.
It's the curse♥ The reason I feel this way… the reason I've come to feel this way about him… is the curse♥
It was only the gender-reversal curse she had received — but the pleasure she had never known as a woman had rewritten her values and thoughts far more thoroughly than the curse itself. And because every part of this nightmare had begun with that curse, Priscilla simply decided it was all the curse's fault… and gave up on ever becoming a man again.
A ridiculous gender-reversal curse — but one cast by a god. The binding had been absolute.
A woman's pleasure♥ I want to feel more of it♥ More♥
Fully reborn as an utterly lewd woman, Priscilla's subtle urging was not lost on Kaisent. He drove his hips down again, grinding hard into a womb already packed full of his seed.
"Haaaaahn~~~♥ I love how my womb trembles around your cock♥ More♥ Crush my womb harder♥♥"
Priscilla, now addicted to the pleasure, begged him to crush her womb — but Kaisent stopped mid-thrust, as if something about her words displeased him.
"Ah……? W-what? Why did you stop? Move! Hurry up and move!"
The moment his cock slipped completely free of her cunt, she writhed her hips with a lewdness that even prostitutes would have studied — as if she had already forgotten she had ever been a man.
"You seem to be under some kind of misunderstanding. You're no longer in a position to give me orders."
"What?"
"Don't give me orders."
"!?"
Her values may have shifted with her sex, but deep down Kaisent had always been her subordinate. The sudden switch to informal speech, the change in his eyes — it created a jarring disconnect between the Kaisent she had known and the one before her now.
Aaah~ It's starting~♡
Lillian had already learned with her own body just how thoroughly Kaisent, once he turned into a little sadist, could torment a woman. The thought of Priscilla experiencing the same thing made her smile.
"W-wait……!"
Even as Kaisent grabbed her body and flipped her over, Priscilla couldn't offer any resistance.
Schlick-schlick-schlick~~!
"Fwaaaahn~~~♥ Changing positions while still inside meee♥"
Forced into doggy style with that iron-hard cock still buried in her, Priscilla came lightly on the spot, cunt-juices spilling down her thighs.
SMACK!!
"Ohooot!?"
His open palm cracked down hard across her ass, and a thunderclap of shock exploded through Priscilla's skull.
That plump, firm rear took the boy's handprint, and lewd ripples spread across the flesh.
"From now on, when you're with me, you use polite speech! Got it!"
"D-don't be ridiculou…s……♥"
"Answer me!"
SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACK!!!
"Khhnnnn~~~~♥ Uoooohk~~♥"
Every impact against her ass sent white-hot pleasure racing up her spine and blanking out her brain.
The humiliation of having her ass spanked by a boy younger than herself.
The masochistic thrill of being dominated in a dog-like position by someone she had always ordered around.
Under normal circumstances she would rather have died than endure such degradation.
W-why♥ Why does it feel so good every time he hits my ass?
She had no way of knowing her body had been conditioned long before this night. Every time Kaisent spanked her, masochistic pleasure flooded in hard enough to turn her brain to mush.
"Hahahahaha! You're getting off on being spanked, aren't you?"
"N…nooo……♥"
"Every time I hit your ass, your cunt clamps down and you cum! Take this!"
THWACK!
"Ohoooooohk~~~~♥"
He snapped his hips so hard his lower belly slammed into her ass. Already teetering on the edge from the spanking alone, Priscilla's face went slack and stupid as drool spilled from her mouth and she howled.
"A pervert who cums from getting her ass spanked!"
Spank♡ SMACK! Spank♡ SMACK! Spank♡ SMACK! Spank♡ SMACK! Spank♡ SMACK!
"Oohk♥ Ohiik♥ Khuooooooohgogogogogok♥♥"
Spanking her ass while hammering her womb with his cock drove her eyes up under her lids until not a scrap of reason remained on her face.
"Gulp……♡"
Watching from the side, Lillian swallowed dryly at the sight of her former lover howling like a beast through a climax she herself had never reached.
Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap!
"Stoooop!! Please stooop! I'm dying! I'm gonna dieee! Ohk! Khuhk!"
"Polite speech!"
"I-I'm soorryyy♥ I'm dyingg♥ Dying on your cockkk♥♥"
As he drummed on her ass like a taiko and jackhammered her womb from below, Priscilla broke down completely — tears, snot, and drool streaming as she begged in polite speech.
Throb-throb-throb♡
Every time Priscilla howls, my womb throbs♡ I want it too♡ I want my ass spanked too♡
She wanted to cry like a beast the same way.
She wanted to be treated like a breeding sow the same way.
She wanted Kaisent's cock slamming into her the same way.
"Lillian!"
"Y-yes!"
Still driving his lower belly hard against Priscilla's ass, Kaisent called Lillian's name.
She answered in polite speech without even thinking —
"Get on all fours next to this bitch!"
"Aaah♡ Thank you♡"
The order meant that once he was done with Priscilla, she would get her turn. Lillian dropped to her hands and knees beside Priscilla like a dog, overflowing with joy.
Once lovers, the two of them now knelt side by side with their asses raised, nothing more than females waiting to take a boy's cock.
"L-Lilliaaaan♥"
"To think getting your ass spanked turned you into a full-blown female… I still can't believe the man who used to be Fredrick was actually a lewder bitch than me."
"H-hel…p meee♥"
"You look so pretty when you cum while crying. Mmm."
"Mmphh!!?"
Being betrayed by the woman she had thought of as her lover was already shocking enough — but when Lillian, kneeling doggy-style right beside her, leaned in and kissed her, Priscilla's eyes flew wide open.
Slurp— suck— smooch-smooch— schlorp— chuuu—
SMAAAAACK!!
"Gnnnnnnnnn~~~~~♥"
Her traitorous lover's tongue tangled with hers while her ass was spanked so hard it went from bright red to the edge of bruising. Priscilla's whole body convulsed as she climaxed.
My consciousness… can't… hold on… any longer…….
Thud—
Barely a woman for a single night and already drowning in pleasure she couldn't handle, Priscilla's eyes rolled back. The kiss and the ass-spanking delivered the finishing blow — her upper body went limp and collapsed.
"Priscilla. Priscilla?"
"……."
When she passed out, Kaisent's interest seemed to fade. He pulled his cock free of her body.
Schlick— pssshhh—
"Whoa. She's pissing herself."
She had climaxed so hard she lost all control of her body. Cum flooded out of her womb as she wet herself.
"That can't have been enough for you, can it? I'll take care of the rest, husbaaand~♡"
Whether Priscilla pissed herself or not meant nothing to Lillian. She rolled her hips in a lewd circle, putting on a dance of pure seduction with her ass, inviting the male to take her.
Her cunt was already dripping, cunt-juices trailing down her thighs as if begging to be stuffed full right that second.
Kaisent watched Lillian's filthy ass-dance with a satisfied smile — then
SMACK!
— swept his palm across that springy rear and left a vivid handprint.
"Fwaaaaaah~~~~♡"
"You want your ass spanked too, don't you, Lillian?"
"Y-yehess♡ I want my ass spanked toooo♡"
"Birds of a feather. How can two former lovers have the exact same kink?"
Settling in behind her, Kaisent teased the tip of his cock against her entrance, then snapped his hips and buried himself to the hilt in one thrust.
"Kyaah♡ Kiiihnnnnn~~~♡"
The moment that cock — still circulating inner cultivation — drove into her, Lillian's whole body went weak with pleasure, ready to be completely dominated by her male.
The same cock that was just inside Priscilla's cunt♡ Priscilla's juices are inside me now♡
She didn't know that, of course. She only registered the taboo thrill of being violated by a cock still slick with her former lover's fluids.
Spank! SMACK! Spank! SMACK! Spank! SMACK! Spank! SMACK!
"Kyaahn♡ Kyaahng♡ Kyaah♡ Oooooh~~♡"
Rhythmic spanks against her ass while his cock hammered into her filled Lillian's mind with pure masochistic bliss — the absolute certainty that she was being thoroughly dominated by a male.
I'm being dominated by a male♡ Submission sex feels so goood♡
Grab!
"Kehk!?"
Without warning, Kaisent locked an arm around Lillian's throat and began to choke her, hauling her head back.
In full sadist mode, his instincts told him exactly how far this particular female could be pushed.
In other words — even being choked was within Lillian's acceptable range.
"Khh! Grrlk♡ Khhnn♡"
"Just as I thought! The second I choke you, your cunt clamps down on my cock!"
"Ka-Kai…sent…hhk♡ I-I'm dyingg♡ Can't… breathee♡"
"I'm only using ordinary strength, you know? If you used mana, you could break free anytime."
"Ogeehk♡ Oehk♡ Kehk♡ Kek♡"
He was right. If Lillian called on her Expert-rank power, that grip would have been nothing.
But she was already addicted — addicted to the annihilating pleasure of being choked while his lower belly spanked her ass and his cock speared her deep.
When I can't breathe and my cunt tightens, the scraping pleasure of his cock gets so much stronger♡ I'm cumming♡ I can't stop cumming♡♡
"Kkgeeeeek♡♡"
Spurt—
Every time his cock hammered her womb while her throat was crushed, viscous droplets spilled from Lillian's crotch and began to form a little puddle on the floor.
"I'm about to cum! This is the load your former lover was too pathetic to take because she fainted — so don't spill a single drop!"
"Y-yesshhir♡"
Somehow managing an answer while being choked, Lillian felt her consciousness start to fade as her air ran out.
But as awareness dimmed, the pain of suffocation gave way to a narcotic pleasure she had never tasted before.
"L…Lillian……."
Priscilla had come to. Through bleary eyes she saw her lover's face — throat crushed, tears and drool streaming, yet smiling with pure joy as that cock pounded into her.
If she had known this was Lillian's first time with breath play and she was already reacting like this, her despair would have been even deeper.
"Then I'm cumminggg!"
"Kkiiieeeek♡ K-kkeeehk♡♡"
As he came, his arm reflexively tightened around her throat. Lillian's eyes rolled back, her tongue lolled out, and she let out a final death-rattle of a moan.
Consciousness slipping away, womb flooding with seed — she wore a smile even as she seemed to die.
Watching that face, Priscilla felt her own womb throb. A ruinous desire took root: she wanted to die like that too.
"Cough! Kehek! Khuhk! Haahk! Kahk!"
But Kaisent released her throat before she fully blacked out. Her rolled-back eyes returned, and she coughed violently, gasping for air.
Whether she coughed or not, Kaisent pulled free and stood. His cock — still dripping with juices and cum — remained harder than any masterwork sword, still twitching as if hungry for another woman.
"Lillian. Priscilla's awake now, so let's show her that thing we talked about."
"Cough. Cough. Are you really going to do that?"
"Not if you don't want to."
He really… intends to destroy me down to the absolute bottom……♡
The two of them had promised to show Priscilla something that would break her spirit completely.
Lillian had been reluctant at first — but Kaisent's eyes had made it clear what would happen if she refused. She had no choice but to keep the promise.
"Priscilla, watch carefully. I'll show you just how thoroughly this boy owns me♡"
Lillian dropped to her knees in front of Kaisent's cock. Looking up at him with eyes full of love, she opened her mouth.
"I, Lillian Valen Prosteny of the Luciarkenel royal house, do hereby swear upon this place that I shall live for all eternity as the wife and sex slave of Lord Jin Resili Caisent — and as proof, I shall bestow upon Lord Kaisent the Kiss of Oath."
Then, elegantly sweeping her hair aside, Lillian pressed her lips to the tip of Kaisent's urethra —
Schlorp♡ Churrrp♡
— treating the opening of his cock like a man's mouth, sealing her lips over it and moving her tongue in a deep, devoted kiss.
"Kh… mmmn……!"
The concentrated assault of the oath-kiss on his urethra made Kaisent's upper body arch back as he fought to endure the pleasure.
"Ah… aah……."
Watching Lillian stake her royal house and her very name on a cock-kiss of eternal submission, Priscilla saw everything she had fought to reclaim pass into the hands of a new master — and the tears finally fell.
And yet, even as she wept, a strange anticipation glimmered in her eyes.
"Well then — shall we begin round two? Neither of you is getting any sleep tonight, so keep that in mind."
"What? W-wait! I—aaah♥"
The moment the oath-kiss ended, Kaisent closed in on Priscilla again.
She couldn't resist the boy as he bore down on her. All that escaped her was a thin, fragile moan.