Chapter 127
Chapter 127
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 127
Chapter Title: Becoming the Pussy Fairy
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She’s starting to realize it bit by bit.
The pressure of the ropes binding her breasts and arms, the humiliation and pain every time I strike her.
And then, strangely enough, the sweet reward that follows.
That sweet reward numbs the senses, flooding her with endless excitement and euphoria.
I circled behind Epe and grabbed her ass again.
I rubbed my cock against her pink pussy, teasing the insertion.
Epe flinched and tensed her hips.
“I’ll put it in again.”
“Don’t cum insideee…!”
I thrust my cock deep into Epe’s pussy.
It was easier than the first time, but the tight squeeze at the entrance was unavoidable.
Without hesitation, I started pistoning my hips wildly from the get-go.
“Hii, hiiih, hit! Nngh! Nngh!”
I slammed my lower abdomen against her ass over and over, pounding her pussy relentlessly.
Missing something to hold onto, I grabbed Epe’s horns again.
“This handle’s growing on me.”
“It’s not a handlee…!”
Epe tilted her head back as I gripped her horns.
With her arms bound behind her back, her spine arched inward, making it perfect for thrusting—and letting me watch her massive tits bounce wildly even from behind.
I deliberately jostled them, making her tits sway.
The ropes chafed her soft skin as they bound her.
And with her own weight and struggles, they tightened bit by bit.
“Pussy fairy, you’re getting mouthy.”
“Hnng. Hoooh. I’m not a pussy fairy… Hoot! Haa, ugh. Ah…!”
Epe’s pussy clenched around my cock, tight and tighter.
The sweet pleasure chasing the pain was changing her nature.
She was turning into a pussy fairy who loved the torment too much.
Feeling that transformation in her pussy’s grip in real time was pure bliss.
“If your pussy fairy’s sincere pussy apology washes away your sins, I might forgive you.”
What man could resist a pussy like this?
“I have no intention of giving a pussy apology…! Hiiing, hyaaang! Stop, stop thrusting so deep. Don’t hit it so hard inside, I hate it…!”
I gripped Epe like a steering wheel by her horns and hammered her pussy furiously.
As the ropes tightened, she jolted like she’d taken an unexpected hit, squeezing my cock hard.
“Yeah, that’s it. Keep saying pretty things, Epe. Got it?”
“Hnngh! Ugh…! Y-yes, yes….”
“Or I’ll creampie you.”
“Nooo…! No creampies. I don’t wanna get pregnant…!”
Her pussy clenched even harder.
Too late since I’d already creampied her once, but she probably didn’t want another.
“Ugh! Hnngh! Nngh!”
Such a petite frame with tits and ass like these.
Stretch out an arm, and her horns are right there.
Her ass perked up naturally from the arm bind behind her back—irresistibly fuckable.
Her pale, healthy legs kicked around like they yearned for the ground.
Every time I slammed into her pussy, her toes and soles cutely scraped against my legs as if begging me to stop.
“Everyone calls you a fairy, right? Wanna be my real pussy fairy? Might be better than slave.”
“Hiit! Hnngh! P-pussy fairy? I’d rather be a slave. I hate that!”
“I’ll make you my pussy fairy. Pussy Fairy Epe. Sounds good, doesn’t it? Agree to it, and no more creampies.”
“Hiook! Uhoht! Nngh! Really?”
I kept stabbing her pussy without mercy, churning away.
“Sure~. Totally real.”
Suspicious as hell even to me, but Epe couldn’t ignore it.
She’d do anything to avoid endless creampies and pregnancy.
The thought of a human scum’s cum filling her womb, knocking her up.
No woman could find that anything but terrifying.
But regardless, this pussy milked my cock perfectly.
Especially when I pounded rough—the impacts jolting her cervix seemed to mix pain with even more delight.
Those little reactions thrilled me.
“Now, declare it. You’ll become my pussy fairy, right?”
“No way. But if it’s just words… I’ll do it. No creampies. If you have to cum, do it outside.”
“Good. Say it in the sluttiest way possible.”
“What do you mean by sluttiest…?”
I smacked Epe’s ass with my palm.
She arched her bound body, screaming silently.
“~~~~! Hii, hiik. Ugh. Ogoh…!”
“Hurry up.”
I prodded her pussy while urging her on.
“I… hnngh. I’ll become a pussy fairy.”
Kinda weak.
Well, nothing to be done for now.
She hadn’t fully shed her shame yet.
But getting her to say it on command right from the start? Progress.
“Good girl.”
“So no creampie, right…?”
“Nope! Good girls get rewards. Gonna flood that pussy!”
“No, nooooo!”
I gripped her horns and pistoned fast. Epe thrashed, pleading no, but I ignored her, buried deep, and creampied.
“Hiik! Ugh! Hnngh! Liar. You said no creampie if I became your pussy fairy!”
“Ah, feels so good…….”
I ground my lower abdomen against her, swirling my cock to mix the cum inside her pussy.
Utter satisfaction.
“Hnngh. Twice. You came inside twice……. Hate it. I hate this…….”
Dangerous.
Her pussy betrayed her words, clenching like a pussy fairy in heat, refusing to let any cum escape.
Pulling out slowly, even her pussy lips tried to cling.
“Huuung……. Ugh……. Haa…. Hnngh…!”
My cock slipped free, and thick globs of my cum oozed from Epe’s pussy.
Two loads had filled her to the brim.
Epe hung her head, eyes squeezing shut as yellowish cum dripped onto the floor.
“Satisfied now?”
“Satisfied? You think I fucked you for my satisfaction?”
“Then…… why…….”
“Told you from the start.
When you leave this room, you’re my slave. Or not anymore.
Let’s say until you become my pussy fairy, Epe.”
“……Pussy fairy……? You’re serious…?”
Epe echoed in disbelief.
Confirming what she heard, her halting tone was hilarious.
“That declaration wasn’t real.
You said it was just for show too, right?”
“……Yeah, but. I don’t know how to become a pussy fairy…….”
“Me neither. You’ll probably be the first.”
“…….”
Epe looked flabbergasted.
Too late, she squirmed to escape, but could only wiggle her ass and head.
I gazed at her fondly.
“Light bondage feels natural now, huh?”
“Y-yes……? This is light bondage…?”
I pulled out new ropes with a snap.
Now for the legs. Time to hang her like dried fish.
I bound her calves to thighs, spreading her legs in an M, knotting to the weight-bearing ropes.
Epe, who’d supported herself with her upper body, was now fully suspended.
“Hiiik, let me go. This pose……. Hnngh. Too embarrassing…….”
Epe teared up from shame.
Just spreading her legs wide had shocked her; now fixed like this.
I checked the binds by spinning her body with a push.
“Ugh, uuuh!”
Epe tensed fully, spinning helplessly in the ropes.
Stopped her, and her face swung to me.
“Feels good, right? You love it.
A pussy fairy should.”
“……Y-yes, feels good. Ugh……. Hnngh.”
Epe’s breaths came ragged.
Any twist dug the ropes deeper.
Restricting blood flow left her breathless, stress building.
The closer to “extreme,” the more her masochism surged.
“Haa, haeut…….”
Her pussy dripped profusely, no foreplay needed. Crystal clear.
“Want my cock inside?”
“……Don’t wanna answer, hate it!”
Epe shook her head in refusal—futile.
“……I want your cock inside. It’s so frustrating, so needy…….”
“I’ll help you become a pussy fairy.”
“…….”
I fetched Elin’s slippery gel.
For anal, pussy, titfucks—her love gel made anything slick fun.
But this Elmi-gel was the original, not the itchy version I’d used on Karen.
Requested separately from Elin.
Not lethal poison, but skin contact caused insane itching, an urge to scratch nonstop.
Similar to aphrodisiac sap, but this doubled as lube.
Saved for breaking haughty girls like Diana, making them beg.
Today, I’d use the whole bottle.
“Know what this is?”
“……No.”
“Magic potion to turn you into a pussy fairy.”
“N-no way that exists…….”
I popped the cap; Epe gasped.
Sniffing it, she sensed dangerous aphrodisiac.
Pointless resistance.
I didn’t even need aphrodisiacs with hypnosis.
Too messy, risked breaking girls too hard.
But this? Just itch. No side effects.
Perfect.
No hangover, but drove people madder than drugs.
I scooped some gel, slathering her tits experimentally.
“……?”
Slick and squishy.
“Wanna test it?”
Epe waited, confused.
My hand started itching too.
Stronger than expected?
“Ugh~~!”
Her tits itched; Epe writhed.
“Haa, haa…….”
Arching her back hard, shaking tits for relief.
Futile; they just jiggled like ripe fruit.
“What’s wrong?”
Epe gritted teeth at my grin.
Too proud to beg.
But it worsened.
I felt it indirectly too, washing it off with the goddess’s water bottle when it got bad.
Epe couldn’t.
She panted, staring longingly at her gel-coated tits.
“Hnngh~! Uguh…! Ugh. Haa……. Haa…….”
Enduring. Holding out.
Epe panted hotly, pussy drooling.
Ropes dug into her flesh, accentuating ass and tits.
Art?
Pussy fairy pose.
“Aah, aah, ugh, ah……. It itches.”
Epe finally spoke.
“Please, do something.”
“Want me to scratch?”
“Ugh……. Yes…….”
I teased, approaching slowly.
Epe thrust her tits toward my hand, straining.
“Scratch me, please. My tits……. Haa. They itch. Can’t move…….”
“Like this?”
I kneaded her tits softly.
Fingertips scratched gently—not nails—and Epe stuck out her tongue, climaxing.
“Ah, ahiiiik♥”
Itch relieved, pent-up agony burst free.
Epe rolled her eyes back.
Scritch scritch with fingertips.
Knead gently, scratch kindly.
“Aghik, ooohk! Ogoh……! Nnghut!”
Then I pulled away.
“Ah, aah…….”
Epe squirmed, eyeing my hand wistfully.
I didn’t touch again.
Like a dog begging for a walk, she alternated glances at my hand and face, tongue out, panting.
“Scratch me. Scratch……please. Touch my tits.”
“More sincerely.”
“Please touch Pussy Fairy’s tits! Pinch the nipples too!”
As requested, I squeezed her tits hard.
“Nnghoook! Uguht……! Ok, ooohk…!”
I massaged her brown tits, spreading gel smoothly.
Blissful surrender.
I released her tits, washed my hands.
Itches like hell.
Terrifying to endure without relief.
How long does it last?
“……Hic. Hnnght.”
Epe endured.
Too soon to beg again.
How bad could itch get?
Tolerable at first.
But her situation? Far from simple.
Locked alone with a man, pussy and tits exposed, dangling in ropes.
Forced to beg for tit scratches from itch she couldn’t control. Stress city.
“Haa. Hnngh. Uguh…….”
Epe writhed desperately, trying to ignore the itch.
Each move, ropes bit skin anew.
“Aah, aah…….”
“Getting the idea?”
No room to listen.
“Now this…….”
I held up the bottle.
Epe snapped her head to me.
Big eyes pleaded no, teary.
“……Why? Scared I’ll pour it all over?”
“…….”
Imagination alone made her cum lightly; eyes glazed.
Breaths dangerously ragged.
“Don’t worry.
Too messy to clean up.”
“…….”
Creampied lies before? She wouldn’t relax till I set it down.
Not that she should trust any man.
“I’ll make you a pussy fairy.
Slather it thick on your sensitive pussy lining.”
“Hiik. Ah, no. Don’t. Please don’t…….”
I circled behind.
“Don’t do it!”
Epe’s pussy faced its greatest crisis since losing virginity.