Chapter 13
Chapter 13
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 13
Chapter Title: This Time, We Absolutely Can't Break Him
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This time, we absolutely can't break him.
The sky was packed with stars that night. As if they were celebrating something—or maybe there was some spectacle to watch.
They lit up the darkness.
Thanks to that, I ended up seeing something I really didn't need to.
Memories flooded back of whispering with Tina while gazing at the night sky. That nostalgia led me to head to her room, thinking maybe we'd take a stroll together. That was my mistake.
─ Ban…. B-Ban…!
─ Ngh! Nothing beats fucking another guy's woman over my own, huh?
The door was slightly ajar, as if he'd known I'd come. Through the crack, I saw a man and woman locked in union.
He pinned Tina's ankles down with his hands, forcing her legs wide open.
Then he slammed his hips forward into her tightly clenched pussy. His long cock plunged in all the way to the hilt in one brutal thrust.
─ Aaah, ack…!
─ Take the pain like a good girl!
The woman so precious to me was just a toy to this other man. He ravaged her pussy with a dick way bigger than mine could ever dream of being.
Splat! Splack! Thud!
─ Hnngh, hnn! Haaah!
Tina gritted her teeth, stifling her moans through the agony. She endured it all for his pleasure.
Her slender arms wrapped around his back, clinging desperately.
His cock pistoned wildly in and out. Tina's pussy would never be the same again.
A hole so tight not even a finger could fit before now accommodated something as thick as a man's forearm, sliding back and forth relentlessly.
Squelch, squiiish—.
As a man, I felt the difference viscerally. Helplessness and overwhelming defeat crushed my groin.
My erect dick betrayed me, spurting cum on its own.
The setup was just like that night. Olivia in the exact same position, taking his cock.
"Do whatever Dad wants. It's your first and last time, so savor it good."
Olivia's whisper sent me into overdrive before I knew it. I couldn't hold back.
I climbed onto the bed and spread Olivia's legs. I pushed her clenched thighs apart and positioned myself between them.
"You said it yourself. You're the one who provoked me, begging me to fuck you!"
"That's right. I provoked you, Daddy."
Olivia flashed a sly grin up at me. She hooked her arms behind her knees, locking the position in place.
Between her splayed legs, beneath a thick bush of pubic hair, her tightly shut slit came into view.
"Tina…."
"Look at me, not Mom, Daddy."
Olivia grabbed my hair, yanking and shaking my head with brutal force.
"Aaah, that hurts!"
"I'm not Mom, Daddy. Remember whose virginity you're taking. Remember who's feeding her hymen to a loser like you!"
"…S-Stop!"
"Eat it up while staring with both eyes wide open. No seconds."
Olivia released my hair.
She'd pulled so hard my scalp still throbbed like hairs were being ripped out. It genuinely hurt like hell.
I rubbed my sore head and glared at her.
'…Get a grip.'
Her sudden hair-yank snapped me back to reality. Intentional or not, I was grateful.
Calming my arousal, I looked at Olivia again. A woman the spitting image of Tina lay before me, legs spread wide.
She was so close—just grab my dick and slide in.
'What if I had a big one? It'd be touching her by now.'
I took a deep breath in and out. Focusing.
Reining in my emotions.
As Olivia said, I desperately tried to erase every last trace of Tina from my mind.
'Tina's dead. The bastard who stole her is too.'
Olivia No. 2 showing up at our inn meant she'd lost her parents and village, left all alone.
Dead. The monkeys are gone from this world. Sinking into the trauma they planted would just hurt me.
'Think positive.'
I lost Tina. And the other heroines too. I never even got to hold Celine.
But their daughters came to me.
'The daughters of the men who stole my women.'
Blonde tanned thug Ban Phoenix, potbellied noble Count Pigmon, some unknown vampire—.
Fucking them would be revenge in its own way, right? Even if those guys didn't seem to cherish their daughters much.
"…That's a good look in your eyes."
Olivia, who'd been gazing intently at me, smiled sweetly. It carried a subtle difference from Tina's smile.
The bloodline of that blonde tanned thug, the genes he'd left behind—his traces were vivid in her.
I'd paint over them.
"Come on in, Daddy."
Olivia grasped my cock and guided it to her entrance.
"Ugh…."
Worried she might do something reckless, Nine had knocked Charlotte out herself. Now she stirred, slowly sitting up.
The moment she regained consciousness, Charlotte looked for Olivia and Nine first.
"Olivia…. Nine…?"
"Charlotte, you awake?"
"Nine…."
Nine was right by her side. Charlotte clutched her pounding head and scanned the room.
Still inside the inn room. Olivia's barrier enveloped everything thickly….
"Heh heh."
Nine smirked at Charlotte's dazed expression. Having watched her wake up, she couldn't help but snicker.
"What a total bitch in heat you are, Charlotte. Sniffing out Dad's cum and snapping awake like a ghost."
"Cum?"
Charlotte's nostrils flared wildly. Now she noticed the familiar scent wafting through the air.
She quickly checked the bed.
Splat-thud! Thud! Splack!
"Hngh, hnng! G-Go! Get off!"
Her father was on top of Olivia, pistoning his hips furiously. His finger-thin little prick thrashed desperately to make her cum.
Olivia was utterly relaxed. Legs spread, she took in Dyke's adorable thrusting with composed appreciation.
"Daddy, like Olivia's pussy? Gonna cum again?"
Splat-thud! Thud!
"Hoo, huff! Hnng!"
Dyke slammed his cock in. Thrusting to the hilt with all his might.
Not that it reached her womb.
"Grrrr…!"
Dyke's body shuddered violently mid-motion. He couldn't withstand Olivia's pussy clenching and blew his load.
He buried his face in her ample breasts, gasping as he emptied himself.
"Haaaah, Daddyyy…."
Olivia, face already in ecstasy, stroked the back of his head. She pulled his ass in tight with her hips, coaxing out every last drop as deep as possible.
Charlotte inspected their tightly joined sexes.
Olivia's pussy was already leaking pale, watery cum after a couple rounds. "Pale" was putting it mildly.
It was thin. Dad's semen was so watery it was practically clear.
She wondered if pregnancy was even possible with that.
But Charlotte's worries weren't just that. The other concern resolved itself quickly.
Confirming something, she let out a relieved sigh.
"…Good. Even with Father's dick, he could break through our hymens."
Olivia's virgin blood mixed with the thin cum, creating a strange hue. Virgin blood.
Proof that his cock had torn through her hymen cleanly.
On the way back after regressing to find her father, she'd worried endlessly: what if his dick couldn't do it?
Nine nodded emphatically in agreement.
"Lucky, huh? I was worried we'd have to smash our own hymens again by riding him ourselves…. Right up to the end."
Before regression, they'd climbed on top of Dad. Fucked him without permission, on their own whim.
Dyke No. 1 had no experience breaking hymens himself. So they'd prepared a "gift."
"…Father seems to love it. I'm glad."
"It was the one desire he couldn't fulfill. He never said it outright, but it must've bugged him."
Seeing Dyke nestled snugly in Olivia's arms filled her with a swell of pride. Demanding her virginity had been worth the push.
"So, am I next?"
Charlotte reached into her subspace pocket and pulled out a tool. A strap-on combining panties with a dildo.
Artificial cock, in simple terms.
Essential for penetrating any hole without a real dick. Charlotte was a woman, after all.
Nine stuck out her tongue at the strap-on.
"Starting with that? It'll rip Dad's ass."
"…Too much?"
"'Too much' doesn't cover it. Guaranteed rupture."
The strap-on Charlotte held was a 20cm replica of a canine beastkin cock. It could swell at the base like a knot to match a partner's climax.
Charlotte sighed in disappointment and stowed it away. She pulled out another.
The cock size had shrunk dramatically.
"Smaller than Dad's dick. Perfect for a first insertion."
"…I want to see Father in pain."
"That'll hurt him too. It's his first time."
"……."
"Planning to do it today, then?"
Charlotte shook her head.
"…We need time to break him in and get him used to it first."
"Yeah. Take it slow."
"……."
"This time, we absolutely can't break Daddy. Got it?"
Nine locked eyes with Olivia and mouthed a firm warning, lips twitching.
Don't.
'Everyone loses it the second they see Dad.'
Olivia and Charlotte had unmatched patience otherwise. So why did they go feral and irrational around Dad?
'Melt him gradually.'
Make Dad crave it himself.
"Ahh…."
But it wasn't easy. Holding back desire was torture.
Her vampire blood boiled. She wanted to sink her fangs into Dad's neck and drink deep.
Knowing how sweet it'd be only made the urge surge harder.
Nine hurriedly activated her Vampire Eyes, hypnotizing herself.