Veronica's Desperate Lewd Display
Veronica, who had torn away the last shred of clothing clinging to her body—no, could it even be called clothing?—began to revel in the men's stares with reckless abandon. Having lived her entire life as a knight, she could read everything in their eyes. It wasn't so different from the battlefield. The only real change was the sea of men surrounding her, their gazes dripping with lust, emotions raw and ready to erupt at any moment. Everyone was feasting on her naked form: her bursting breasts, her cinched waist, her toned abs, her plump ass, and her lewdly winking pussy.
Seeing her reflection in their eyes, like mirrors, Veronica spun gracefully on the spot, as if urging them to drink her in even more. When her breasts—larger than Sylvia's, she was certain—jiggled with the motion, the men starved for maternal warmth went wild. When she thrust out her ass and shook it up and down obscenely, the men with faces like dogs in heat, precum leaking from their cocks, foamed at the mouth in cheers.
It's fun... so good. I never knew showing my body to others could feel this amazing!!
She wasn't a stranger to stares. She'd endured countless on battlefields, until she was sick of them from enemies. But from the people of her territory, who had respected and followed her her whole life? Never. If the orc hadn't appeared, she would have lived her entire life without knowing this pleasure.
But the orc himself was distracted elsewhere...
He's not even looking at me again...
It was strange. Even as she soaked in the men's blatant desire right now, her body heating up like a bitch in heat on stage, waiting for her master's praise, she teetered on the edge of climax but couldn't quite tip over. Something was missing. What? She was having so much fun, feeling so good—why?
The question didn't linger long. Like reading the flow of battle and sensing anomalies, Veronica noticed in those near-climactic moments that the orc wasn't watching her. She ground her teeth and glared at him. Look at him now, fixated on his own daughter.
Hmph, sow or whatever, you still prefer the young ones, huh?
Did Veronica even realize what she was thinking? Her body flushed with heat at the sight of these dark-skinned men's cocks swelling grandly because of her, but she pouted at the orc, who was too entranced by Sylvia's sticky tongue lapping at his shaft to spare her a glance.
Mungle~
—Ooooh?!
—It... it's completely wrapped up!
She enveloped the stage pole with her basketball-sized, taut breasts. At the sight—like a whore wrapping a cock with her tits—the men below began jerking off without restraint.
This isn't bad, but...
She nearly came from the orc's brief glance back at her, but when he turned right back to his daughter, desperation surged. Veronica began rubbing her body against the pole.
"Hngh... haa... look... engrave it in your eyes... ♥"
Like dogs humping their master's leg, as she shook her hips, cheers exploded again, threatening to lift the roof. She spread her legs wide around the pole, grinding her pussy against it, then gnawed at it with her cunt like it was teasing the orc's cock.
Look at me! Show your filthy lust while staring at my body!
Even as she devolved from human to a sow in heat, Veronica locked eyes with the men more seductively, as if seizing the initiative in their invisible bet with the orc.
Doesn't it bother you that I'm looking at other men?
You won't be able to resist. The venomous slut peeled away from the pole.
Disappointed groans rose—would they see no more of that beastly display?—but then:
—Huh?
—Wha—?!
Her pussy dripping juices, the lewd whore strode toward them! And then, thud—she sat at the stage's edge, legs splayed, sneering at the drooling men.
"Is this what you want so badly?"
She spread her squirting, obscene bivalve with her fingers. In an instant, the crowd fixated on Sylvia and Snow White surged toward Veronica, forming a crush.
"Ah!"
"Eek!"
Suddenly abandoned(?) Sylvia and Snow White blinked in dismay at the fleeing audience, but:
"Snow? Do it like this, like this?"
"W-wait! Aaang!"
Their bodies belonged to the orc anyway. As long as their master watched, they didn't care about lesser males. Unfazed—in fact, stripping off their pussy-veils to draw more of his gaze—they carried on.
Hehe, how cute.
Desperate to steal attention by finally stripping, but too late! First come, first served in this game. Having boldly shed everything to pioneer a virgin market(?), Veronica smugly eyed Sylvia's group—like defeated soldiers flailing.
Leisurely, she toyed with her spread pussy, teasing deeper views before coyly closing it like a prim maiden. The crowd panted, stroking themselves frantically.
Come to think of it, they're really small.
If the orc's was a log, human cocks looked like stumps. Could she even squeeze those inside? A cold smile curled Veronica's lips—You lot? Me?
Some with niche tastes were already spurting filthy cum messily. It was almost funny. Having been conditioned to the orc's scale, Veronica smirked at the lowly males' struggles.
"What horny mutts."
A laugh bloomed on her face unbidden. Yes, at this rate, even Sylvia couldn't compete. He had to fuck her, watch her! That was their deal.
But the orc still wouldn't look. Why? Couldn't he see these human males rutting over her? Look at my slutty body, these males shaking their cocks for me now!
Familiar voices tickled her ear.
"Hngh, a bit... faster with those hips."
"Mommy's too slutty, haaak ♥"
There, her daughter Sylvia and granddaughter(?) Snow White overlapped their pussies in a classic scissoring grind.
"Snow, be more aggressive! Devour my pussy like you're eating it alive!"
"L-like this?!"
"You think that'll squeeze precum from Master? Like this! Do as I say!"
"Haaaang!! I'm sorryyy!!"
With humans ignoring them anyway, they'd decided to show the orc mother-daughter lesbian play plus Sylvia's bedroom training for Snow White.
So alike they could be twins, pussy-to-pussy in pursuit of pleasure—Veronica forgot her own fingering, swallowing hard as she watched.
"Eek!!"
Not even a glance after baring it all and masturbating this lewdly?! Veronica burned to force the orc's eyes on her. Otherwise, Sylvia and Snow White would get fucked! Her last lifeline preserving her humanity—rationalized as such—Veronica went bolder.
Taat!
—Huh?!
She leaped offstage. Like Moses parting the sea, the crowd split before her. Veronica strode into the vortex of lust as if entitled.
"Humping those pathetic things? Well, where else could you see a sow-body like mine? Out of pity, I'll show you up close."
In the sticky, booze-soaked floor of the tavern, she lay back, propped on her arms like a handstand, tensed her abs, and spread her legs. Before the men's eyes bloomed the world's lewdest flower bud.