Chapter 60
Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 60
Chapter Title: Right After Virginity Graduation, Experience Intake 4
Charlotte slid her cock into Dyke's ass. And it was all with Dyke's own permission.
The deed. The deed had been accomplished.
Charlotte pinned Dyke down with brute force and slammed her hips forward. Even without any sensory link, her thrusting was far more natural than any man's.
Squelch, squelch—.
"Father. Father!"
"Ah, aaah, it hurts... Stop...!"
Charlotte clung tightly to Dyke, shaking her body against his. She seemed to have lost all reason, pounding her cock in with everything she had.
If she hadn't adjusted the dildo's size, Dyke's ass would have been wrecked beyond repair.
Dyke, trapped in Charlotte's embrace. He thrashed wildly, trying to break free from her.
His strength drained away with every thrust into his rear, but he refused to give up.
Squelch, squelch—.
"Father. Shut your mouth. You're being too loud."
"Ow, ngh...! Mmph!"
Mmmph.
Charlotte sealed Dyke's lips. She covered them with her own.
It was violent sex. The kind that could be mistaken for rape if Dyke hadn't consented.
"Maybe we should stop this now..."
Denis wanted to rescue Dyke. She had gone along with the first-gen crew's plan, but this felt wrong. She belatedly sensed that something was off.
Honestly, she hadn't expected it to be this rough. What if Dyke ended up broken?
She was worried.
Olivia placed a hand on Denis's shoulder, pressing down as if to say not to do anything stupid.
"Denis."
Dyke couldn't do a thing about it—what could Denis possibly do? She couldn't beat the first-gens either.
"Charlotte's having her fun. You planning to stick around? Why don't you give us some space?"
Even as Olivia called out to her and pried her away from Dyke, Denis could do nothing.
Nothing, even as she watched Dyke get fucked by Charlotte's cock—
Olivia brazenly led Denis out. Denis's role was over; there was no need to keep her here.
"Don't worry. Charlotte's taking Dyke's mental state into account while she's fucking him."
Olivia trusted Charlotte. They shared the same desire not to repeat the mistakes of the first timeline, so she wouldn't go too far.
"Is that...?"
Denis was no stranger to sex; she had plenty of experience and a strong tolerance for it.
But even to her, Charlotte's fucking was brutally rough. No matter how tough a hero Dyke was, it looked like he might break.
Dyke lay pinned beneath Charlotte, letting out stifled groans. Not moans of pleasure, but of pain.
He looked toward Denis with a pitiful expression, his face twisted in agony.
The door closed slowly. Olivia shut the changing room door.
Leaving just Charlotte and Dyke behind.
"One round won't break him."
"......"
Olivia said it with near certainty. Denis wanted to ask how she knew.
Only then did Denis realize what the first-gens had done to Dyke in the first timeline. She'd suspected, but to think they'd actually gone through with it.
It wasn't the kind of story they'd brag about, so the first-gens had kept it under wraps. That's why it had taken her so long to catch on.
In truth, if they hadn't been so blatant about it, it would have stayed a secret forever. Essentially, Olivia had spilled the beans.
Olivia smirked at Denis's horrified look.
"You said you wanted Dyke's baby, didn't you, Denis? We're just making your wish come true."
"......"
"Remember, this is all necessary. If you get in our way, you'll never have his child. That's the truth."
Her playful tone turned deadly serious. Olivia meant every word.
The future she'd seen in the first timeline.
"Dyke's sperm is really weak, you know. It's so pathetic it can't even reach the womb properly. That's why pregnancy never happens. This is the process to strengthen it."
"...That strengthens his sperm?"
"It boosts the odds, even if just a little. We might seem like we're tormenting Dyke, but no one cares about him more than we do. I'd love for you to see that."
Olivia persuaded Denis, whispering sweet promises of hope.
Denis had no choice but to buy into the first-gens' words. It was her last hope.
It had been five years since Dyke completed his hero's duty and settled at the inn. No children in all that time.
Not even a sign of one. Anyone could see there was a problem.
Now the first-gens had explained why. Whether it was truly correct didn't matter to Denis.
"It's harsh... but it's the only way, right...?"
"Yes, the only way."
"......"
Crushed by a reality that was no one's fault, Denis didn't want to let go of this glimmer of light.
"We've tried everything. All methods failed. We even regressed."
"Truth is, no one wants it more than we do, Denis-mom."
Nine backed Olivia up, approaching Denis and calling her "mom."
She didn't look much older, yet she called her mom.
"You took in little me and raised me alongside Dad. In my heart, you're more of a mom than my real one."
"......"
There were two second-gens in the inn hall: young Olivia and Charlotte. Nine's second-gen self was probably around somewhere too.
Dyke would likely bring her along as well.
It wasn't all that strange for first-gen Nine to call Denis "mom." It just felt awkward to Denis.
"We want to save both Dad and Mom."
Before making babies, it was about dealing with the Demon King's curse. Especially to prevent Denis's death.
With pleas like that, Denis had no grounds to stop the first-gens. Pity for Dyke alone wasn't enough to block their "greater good."
"You'll cooperate, right?"
Olivia whispered slyly into Denis's ear, her voice flowing down from above.
Denis realized Olivia was taller than she'd thought.
"Thank you, Denis. With you by his side, Dyke can endure without breaking so easily."
"......"
"Agh, sob...!"
Charlotte pinned me down. Not with her weight, but raw strength, holding my body completely in place.
Thwack, thwack—!
A foreign sound echoed from below. The meaty slap of flesh on flesh sent chills up my spine.
Charlotte's cock plunged deeper and deeper. My ass was starting to adapt, and that terrified me.
"Father. Doesn't it hurt anymore?"
"Ngh, ack...!"
But I couldn't resist. All I was allowed was to lie there in her arms and offer my ass.
Charlotte toyed with my body however she pleased. Missionary, doggy— I was like a doll in her hands.
"Father, Father... I won't let you go this time. I won't let you leave like that... Never... ever..."
It was utterly revolting. Getting fucked in the ass, of all things.
As a man, the humiliation was immense. I couldn't even lift my head.
I should have felt disgust. For Charlotte forcing this near-rape on me, any decent human would reject her.
But I didn't.
In the heat of our colliding flesh, Charlotte's emotions flooded into me. Even as she slammed her hips wildly, she held back enough not to shatter me.
I should hate it. But I couldn't.
Charlotte was crying. Doing the sex she'd craved, so why the tears?
It was absurd from my position as the one taking it.
Thwack—. Thwack—!
"Sob, haaah... "
Charlotte didn't stop her hips. Her cock burrowed into my ass.
Now I was truly getting used to it.
That's when the others returned from outside. All of them wearing strap-ons.
Even Denis.
"...Denis...?"
Pinned under Charlotte, I stared at Denis. She averted her eyes and turned away.
"Whoa, Dyke's cum is everywhere."
After hundreds of thrusts from Charlotte, I'd inevitably cum. Chastity cage and all, I'd spurted like a broken fountain.
The smell filled the bathroom.
Olivia pointed it out with a lewd grin. My face burned crimson.
"Charlotte, did you fuck Dyke's ass good?"
At Olivia's question, Charlotte lifted her head and nodded. Seeing her face, Olivia looked mildly surprised and let out a hollow chuckle.
"That moved you so much? No need to cry over it, right?"
"......"
Charlotte belatedly realized she was crying. Embarrassed, she quickly wiped her eyes and stood up.
Her cock popped out with a wet sound. My ass felt emptily hollow.
"Dyke, we bet you've been waiting for us?"
"Like hell I have. You crazy bitches."
The strap-on Olivia wore was bigger than Charlotte's. Nine's and Denis's looked larger than mine at a glance.
"We're just getting started. Can't tire out already."
Olivia handed Denis a vial of lube. With trembling hands, Denis slathered it on her strap-on.
A blatant declaration of her intent to join.
"Denis...!"
"It might be awkward since it's my first time inserting, but I'll do my best."
"What the hell are you talking about?!"
Denis strode forward. Her strap-on dangled between her legs.
"You wouldn't push Denis away, right? Don't treat her like us. She might actually get hurt."
"You... you girls are total trash..."
"You'll end up thanking us in the end."
There was nowhere to run.
All I could do was accept Denis's cock.