Chapter 42
Chapter 42
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 42
Chapter Title: Distorted Dream
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Suddenly, I felt like soaking in some warm water.
"Karen. Wanna go take a bath together?"
"……."
Karen was still lost in the afterglow, too dazed to respond.
I grabbed her tits with my hand and forcibly snapped her out of it.
"Ah…!"
"Let's go take a bath together."
"Yeah, big bro…."
Karen started to pick up the clothes scattered on the floor, but I stopped her right away.
"Don't put 'em on. We're just gonna take 'em off again anyway, right?"
"Naked... all the way to the bathhouse...?"
I pulled the hesitant Karen to her feet and headed out into the hallway.
Walking around naked brought on this weird sense of liberation. Karen, embarrassed, covered her tits with her arms and hunched over.
"Walk tall. No one's around but us."
"……Yeah."
Karen straightened her back and slowly lowered her arms.
Her slutty tits, slim waist, and the plump thighs running down from her well-developed hips radiated criminal levels of sex appeal.
As I walked beside her, I groped her ass.
"……."
Karen looked at me like she wanted to say something, then glanced at my rock-hard cock and shut her mouth.
I slid my fingers under her ass, gently caressing the mound of her pussy where semen was still leaking out.
Karen walked slowly, allowing me to touch her pussy without resistance—though her thighs occasionally clenched, trying to trap my hand.
On the way up the stairs to the second floor, I boldly shoved my fingers into her pussy hole and worked them around while watching her.
Her tits swayed lazily with each step up the stairs.
"Hnng…."
"Keep walking."
Karen's face flushed bright red.
Walking naked through the brightly lit hallway while I toyed with her body had to be a whole different experience from sex.
Let's be real—it was some perverted shit that had nothing to do with getting pregnant.
"That's the entrance to the big bathhouse over there."
"I-is that so…."
Karen's body shivered.
"Ah, ah, ah."
Frequent tremors, sweet little breaths.
I didn't stop, relentlessly finger-fucking her pussy.
"Why'd you stop walking?"
"'Cause you're touching me so obsessively.... Hnng…."
I pushed Karen against the wall, facing her, and pressed my cock firmly against her lower belly.
"Wanna go another round?"
"……."
Karen swallowed hard.
"We already came a dangerous amount just now. One more time, and you'll basically be guaranteed to get knocked up.
You okay with becoming a heavily pregnant hero candidate?"
"……."
While Karen hesitated, I lifted one of her legs up, positioning her pussy hole perfectly for penetration, and thrust my cock inside.
Karen didn't stop me.
She stared down at my cock sliding into her pussy with entranced eyes, accepting it without resistance.
"Ah."
"Hm? The hero candidate you've always admired would despise you for this. That okay?"
I slowly rocked my hips, stirring up her pussy with my cock.
"No helping it. Doing my best to get pregnant with you is the special training, right? If I don't fuck you, I can't even become a candidate."
With my free hand, I kneaded her big tits to my heart's content, savoring the tight grip of her pussy.
"So you're just fucking me to become a hero candidate? What a toilet pussy."
"Huh? Ah? Is that... how it is? Why am I fucking you so seriously then…."
"Really? Was selling your body to become a hero candidate what you always wanted?"
Karen shook her head no, even as I toyed with her tits and relentlessly pounded her exposed pussy.
"No. It's 'cause it's you. Definitely you. I'd never do it with any other guy."
"That makes me happy."
"Ah…."
Karen's pussy clenched tight around my cock.
I stopped moving completely.
"Big bro?"
"You want me to keep going?"
"Yeah, keep going. Pound my pussy nonstop. Move, big bro…."
Karen begged.
"Becoming a hero candidate, or becoming my cockhouse—which do you like more?"
"Uh…!"
Karen clutched her head like she had a headache.
It felt like a strong dissonance was kicking in.
I started slamming my cock hard into her sopping wet pussy.
"Ah, ah, ah."
"How's that? Hm?"
"Wh-uh, if that's what you want. If I can't be a candidate... maybe being your cockhouse is fine…."
"That might suit you better."
"R-really? Me, suiting being your cockhouse...?"
I buried my cock deep in her pussy and unloaded another load of cum.
Karen trembled, climaxing again.
"Ah, ugh."
"A toilet pussy like this belongs in a cockhouse."
"Ah.... But. I still can't give up yet…."
"Wanna talk more in the bathhouse?"
I led the wobbly Karen into the bath.
Karen dipped her legs into the hot water.
"Turn around and stick out your ass."
"Weren't we here to wash up?"
I smacked her ass.
"Ahh?! Big bro!"
"You're a cockhouse. Right now?"
"……."
With a flushed face, Karen braced her hands on the edge of the tub and presented her ass.
"Yeah, right now I'm big bro's cockhouse...♥"
"No more second thoughts—just focus and do your best to get pregnant, right?"
"Yes♥ Please knock up your cockhouse♥"
Karen wiggled her ass side to side, tempting me.
She even grabbed her ass cheeks, spreading them to expose her pink pussy lining.
I thrust my cock into her pussy hole.
"Nngh...! When your cock goes in, my mind goes totally blank—no thoughts at all."
"Don't think. Cockhouses aren't supposed to think, right?"
Karen shook her head and shook her ass enthusiastically.
"Karen's big bro's exclusive cockhouse♥ This is how it's supposed to be. Now I get why my pussy's so happy."
"Finally figured it out, huh?"
"Ahe, pound me deep with your cock. A cockhouse can't go without cock."
I gripped her ass and rocked my hips, thrusting my cock in.
Not as intense as the first time, but this slow, sticky sex felt good too.
With the suggestions taking stronger hold, Karen was deep in powerful hypnosis. Just like Esty, she ignored the inconsistencies in her situation and offered up her pussy, moaning away.
"Ogh♥ Nngho."
Karen stuck out her tongue, her face knowing nothing but cock, shaking her ass in time with my rhythm—smack, smack.
The sound of flesh slapping rang out lewdly as I pounded her womb at a steady pace.
Once, I kept it buried to the hilt without pulling out, just rocking my hips to savor the feel of her pussy.
"Nngah...! Big bro's mixing the cum with his cock…."
"Felt something?"
"Yeah, womb's happy from the cum shake—definitely boosted my pregnancy chances. Woman's intuition."
"Nice feedback. Gotta try that on Esty too."
"Ahe. As your cockhouse, test whatever you want with your cock."
Karen's voice sounded like it was melting away in pleasure.
In this state with zero resistance, the prolonged insertion sex was making her increasingly irrational—I could feel it in my hands.
"How about this?"
I gripped her waist tight and shook hard, slamming my cock in with audible smacks.
"Nngo, love the smack-smack."
This time, slow and gentle, no flesh-slapping, comfortable position, easing it in.
"Ah, feeling your thick cock—joaat."
I yanked her arms back and snapped my hips forward hard.
"Nnguut. Even the pain feels goooood."
"You don't hate anything to begin with. Cockhouse."
"Can't help it when it's your cock."
Pain's supposed to suck, but liking it even when it hurts? Sex addict?
No matter what I did, Karen drooled pussy juice and clenched tight.
I wanted to soak already. Grabbing her ass, I sped up my hips to build toward ejaculation.
"Ogh. Nnghooo…!"
Her big tits shook from the hard thrusts. Forgetting the pain, Karen shook her ass back, responding to me.
"Cumming, big brooo. Shoot everything in your balls into the cockhouse♥ Don't hold back♥"
"Greedy cockhouse. Not leaving any for Esty tonight?"
"Ahe, good thing I'm greedy. That's why I became your cockhouse♥"
I lost. Totally lost.
This pussy wasn't letting me hold back.
Her pussy clenched without mercy, and those soft thighs met every thrust—my balls ached again.
Ejaculation was close.
I dumped every last drop of remaining cum into Karen's pussy.
"~~~~! Nn, hah, uh…!"
After multiple orgasms, forcing out the sensitive cock led to a long, almost dry climax at the end.
Honestly, thought my heart was gonna stop. Got drained by top-tier cockhouse—no more cum left.
Sex over, we sat together in the hot bath. Karen sat right in front of me, leaning her back against me.
With Esty, we'd whisper sweet nothings and kiss, but with Karen, after the filthy sex, we were both spent—no energy left.
Praising her pussy was one thing; saying I loved her was impossible in this vibe.
Karen knew it too, no doubt.
"Special training again tomorrow, big bro."
"Not giving up on hero candidate?"
"Of course not! Just found another path. Becoming your cockhouse."
"Tempting."
"If you knock me up during training, I'm stuck as your cockhouse♥"
She said it with such a honey-sweet voice.
"No more today. Balls are empty."
Karen giggled.
Satisfying night.
After the bath, Karen was exhausted and passed out the second she hit the bed.
Curious how things were going, I peeked into the kitchen—the other two were still in cooking lessons.
"Esty! Gonna crash in the room next to the bathhouse first."
"Darling? Yeah! Night night."
Yawn.
Cumming three times in a row wiped me out.
Back in Karen's room, I lay beside her, groping her tits as I drifted off.
Next morning.
Opening my eyes, the sight was Karen and Esty asleep in my arms.
Karen's slutty tits pressed firm against me, and Esty breathed softly, her face inches from mine.
…My already hard cock swelled even tighter.
Despite dumping so much yesterday, my balls were just a bit sore—no big issues.
But where was Bella?
Still practicing?
"Kids. Wake up. Breakfast time."
I woke them and headed to the dining room.
As expected, Bella was prepping breakfast in the kitchen.
"Bella. Aren't you pushing too hard?"
"Gotta restore my sullied honor. Wait there."
One weird meal, and her honor's sullied? Come on.
Anyway, she seemed dead serious.
While Bella finished up, the three of us hit the big bathhouse quick to clean up, then sat at the table.
"Oh yeah, what about that secret costume?"
"Got it from Leila. I'll show you tonight."
Esty was totally serious.
Not just Bella's bluff after all.
A secret weapon costume for real? Hard to imagine.
"Couldn't show it yesterday 'cause Karen was sleeping with you."
Karen flinched, giving an awkward smile and shrugging.
"Ah, haha…."
"Karen's body felt good, right."
"Big bro…!"
Karen glanced nervously at Esty, flustering.
Esty didn't look mad—instead, she smiled softly.
"I lost the first night. Nice going, Karen. Thanks for making Darling feel good."
"Uh, yeah.... Did my best."
Ears red from the praise.
Karen shows her shyness right on her face when she's hot-blooded—fun to watch.
Esty, on the other hand: default blank expression, cool and beautiful elf. Without the hypnosis, if we were strangers, I'd never see her smile in my life.
"Esty. How's Bella doing? Helped late, right?"
"Leila put in the effort."
Not saying she got good at cooking, huh.
Gotta brace myself.
Even if Esty taught her, improving in one day is weird. Goddess who's lived spoiled her whole life, never touched water.
But after Esty slept, Bella kept at it. Cocky, but her character ain't bad.
"If push comes to shove, leave it to Karen."
"Yeah."
Quick agreement with Esty.
"Huh? Leave it to me? For what?"
"You said it was tasty. You can eat it all, right?"
"Th-that'd be awkward…."
Bella came out from the kitchen. Now I get why servers are eye candy. Looking at her serious face,
Even bad food might be forgivable.
Let's see how today...
"Not bad?"
Appearance-wise, improved.
No more weird mixes or colors.
I picked up utensils; Bella looked tense.
Just faint clinks, everyone eating in silence.
I tried a cube of meat topped with mashed potatoes in one bite.
……Tasty.
"H-how is it?"
"Good."
To my isekai-adjusted palate, it was decent.
Balancing on a knife's edge, but not too salty or bland.
Like barely nailing a pro instructor's demo...
"……."
Esty ate without a word.
"This works for temp duty? Lunch and dinner too, please."
"Heh, prepare to be amazed by my skyrocketing skills!"
Confidence rebounding from rock bottom, Bella said cheerfully.
Breakfast done, we headed to the outdoor clearing from yesterday's training.