An Unbelievable Reality

Camilla's reaction was distinctly different from what I remembered.

"What in the world did you do? Don't tell me you used forbidden magic?"

"What do you think? You'll know for sure once you experience it firsthand."

Forbidden magic always leaves a peculiar discomfort. It was clear she'd understand the moment she experienced it.

"......Just get it over with."

There was no refusal. Camilla always judged things based on experience. Considering the last time she'd experienced my virility, she must have decided it was better to just get it over with quickly.

And now, all I had to do was make her regret that choice.

I immediately reached out and grasped Camilla's breasts. It was hard to gauge their exact size, but judging by how they filled my hands completely, they had to be at least a D-cup.

"Hngk...!"

I began gently rubbing Camilla's hardened nipples. The sensation of the stiff peaks between my fingers felt incredibly good.

My cock, which had been pressing insistently against Camilla's lower back until now, could no longer stay still. As I slightly lowered my stance, my length brushed against Camilla's groin as if it had been waiting for this moment.

The shape of her pussy was distinctly palpable against the tip. I could feel the slick wetness. Camilla didn't pull away. She must have thought that aside from the increased size, nothing much had changed.

All I had to do ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠now was teach her how arrogant that assumption was.

I immediately began rubbing my cock against her slit.

Squelch.

Even before penetration, the sound of sticky, slippery arousal could already be heard as her juices stretched between us.

Schlick schlick.

With every movement of my cock against her pussy, lewd wet noises echoed through the room.

It was clear her pussy was dripping with arousal. Otherwise, there was no way just the slightest movement of my hips could create this atmosphere of imminent penetration.

I couldn't hold back any longer. Still gripping her breasts, I smoothly slid my hips forward.

Schlurp.

In an instant, my cock disappeared inside Camilla. The warm, clinging sensation of her pussy walls wrapping around me was incredibly soft.

Slap slap.

Flesh met flesh, creating obscenely intense sounds of impact.

"Haaa, haaahh...!"

Even Camilla, who had thought this would be over quickly, seemed quite flustered. For the first few minutes, she visibly struggled to suppress her moans. But even that resistance disappeared as more time passed.

In fact, at some point, she even began actively clenching around me.

'Did I take her virginity back then?'

She had lasted the longest back then. Though it was a memory I'd rather forget, if my recollection was correct, it had still only been about 17 seconds.

'What a dark history.'

If only to erase that dark history, I needed to carve an unforgettable memory into Camilla today.

Squelch, squelch.

"Hng, haah..."

Before I knew it, moans were spilling from Camilla's lips too. Different from before—these were genuine cries of pleasure.

Going from 17 seconds to this level was a remarkable improvement.

"How is it? Definitely different, right?"

"......"

Camilla remained silent. But that silence spoke volumes. The fact that she couldn't immediately say "no" was practically an answer in itself.

"You're trying so hard to hold back. Just let your body take over."

"It does feel a bit better than before, but with just this much...?"

It was quite amusing that she still refused to give in. Without hesitation, I flicked my hips and moved my hand to find Camilla's clitoris.

It didn't take long to locate. Since it was already stiff, even the slightest touch caused a gush of slick arousal to pour out.

"Stop... please stop..."

"Really? Do you really want me to stop?"

I paused for a moment. The way Camilla reacted when I abruptly stopped after moving so vigorously was rather delightful.

Her eyes trembled as she looked at me, as if she truly hadn't expected me to halt.

"Why aren't you... continuing?"

"You asked me to stop. I'm a gentleman, so I'm just doing as requested."

Of course, that was complete nonsense. But such blatant, shameless lies were more than enough to get under her skin.

"...Fine. Since it's come to this, just...!"

Schlick.

Without giving Camilla time to adjust, I thrust back inside her.

"Ah, ahhh—!"

A sudden scream escaped her lips. Nothing quite matched the impact of a well-timed surprise attack.

"Your body's more honest than your words. You keep clenching around me, you know?"

"Well, that's obviously..."

Camilla didn't deny it. A good sign for me.

"Just admit it."

With wet, squelching sounds, I pumped my hips even harder. The frequency of Camilla's twitches increased—she was definitely nearing her peak.

And then it happened.

A warm sensation spread across my lower body.

Splurt—

Camilla finally couldn't withstand the stimulation and came undone. A stream of urine gushed from her crotch, soaking my thighs.

"Must've felt good, huh? Pissing yourself like this?"

"......"

No answer. But the result spoke for itself.

"Still, out of all the pussies I've tasted, yours is by far the most delicious."

I pulled her limp, weakened body close and whispered softly against her skin. Beads of sweat trailed down her nape, catching my eye.

Maybe it was the mood, but she looked incredibly sexy right now.

When I met her gaze, her pupils trembled. The sheer humiliation of having wet herself seemed to overwhelm her.

I needed to keep her in this state a little longer.

***

Camilla couldn't fully comprehend the situation she was in.

The Hero from the Hero Party she had once belonged to had sought her out—and for some inexplicable reason, he seemed to harbor a strange desire for revenge. None of it made sense.

Why?

Why?

But before she could even dwell on those questions, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠she had been overpowered by Kim Jin-woo, the Hero.

She had tried to resist. Dozens of incantations ran through her mind, but the moment his cock entered her, her thoughts went blank.

'I... I can't hold out...'

Whatever trick he had used, this was nothing like the last time she remembered.

'H-he was... definitely a pathetic quick shot before...?'

If her memory served, it had all been over in just 17 seconds.

Her first experience had been utterly forgettable. And disappointing. But now... this was on a completely different level.

One climax led to another, then another—nearly three in total.

Yet the fullness in her lower abdomen remained, as if still packed to the brim.

Her body had already begun succumbing to pleasure. She'd sworn to endure, but within barely thirty minutes, she crumbled.

Jin-woo's hands roamed her body, stoking her arousal with every touch. And as if he had no intention of sparing her release, he gave her no respite, driving into her relentlessly.

At first, it had been repulsive. She had no desire to feel anything from such a forced act.

But her body, betraying her with raw excitement, eventually yielded to the overwhelming stimulation—something she'd never experienced before.

The more he kneaded her flesh, the deeper his cock speared into her, the more violently her body reacted. Each time his massive length split her walls apart, waves of intense pleasure flooded her mind.

"Feels good, doesn't it?"

"......"

No answer came. The only thing she could do was desperately stifle the gasps threatening to escape her throat. But in the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠end, they spilled out anyway.

Her mind went blank. And then—she blacked out.

Drip, drip, drip...

Her hips trembled uncontrollably, spraying both release and urine in tandem. Every muscle in her body tensed with electric intensity, making even breathing a struggle. She had no room to spare a thought for her own state.

Even after losing consciousness, she felt no shame—only numbness.

Then, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Jin-woo spoke.

"Camilla."

"......"

When she turned her head, she saw him grinning with unmistakable delight.

"...What...?"

The moment she spoke, Camilla's eyes widened in disbelief. Before her, the humiliating spectacle from moments ago replayed in vivid clarity.

"Wh-what is that?"

"Recording magic. Seems a shame to keep a show like that all to myself, don't you think? I bet the Empire would eat this up."

Camilla shut her eyes briefly, thinking. If that footage spread throughout the entire Empire—

There was no doubt she'd never be able to hold her head up again. She couldn't accept this.

"What the hell do you want?"

This was clearly blackmail. He had to be after something.

Camilla—she had her sights set on becoming the next successor to the Magic Tower. A disgrace like this was unacceptable.

"Hmm, well, I don't think you were the one spreading those nasty rumors, but... you know how guilt by association works, right? Like failing to stop a former colleague from doing something stupid?"

"...Bullshit."

"Bullshit? You saying you don't want to see this?"

"Tch..."

Trapped by Jin-woo's recording, Camilla couldn't even muster defiance.

"Tell me what you want."

"What I want? For now, you'll stick by me and help me catch the real culprit. And while we're at it, we might as well enjoy the Holy Night Festival together. Sound good?"

Grind.

Her teeth clenched.

But already reduced to a subordinate's position, Camilla could do nothing but tremble with rage.

All she could feel was hatred for the man before her—and bitter resentment toward the other person who had landed her in this mess.

I'll catch them. No matter what.

If it meant escaping this hell, she'd steel her resolve.

"Anyway, we shouldn't stay away too long. Why don't you head back first? Just make sure no one notices, yeah?"

Camilla nodded stiffly. First, she'd have to slip into the restroom and straighten out her clothes.