The Pussy Knights' Bandit Hunt - Forging Onaholes
Even as the Tebere royal family met with the three princesses, time continued its steady march. Two full weeks had passed since Roman received his new body and began this fresh life. The corruption of Nigilia and Sigrid, the founding of a new knight order, the development of his territory, and forging connections with the nobles beneath him—it had been an unrelenting cascade of busy days.
At first, most of the people in the territory had greeted the news that Roman had inherited the family headship with clear displeasure. Yet once the story spread, exactly as planned, that Nigilia had killed Marcus, the majority flipped their stance completely. Moreover, once the festering problems within the domain were cleaned up and policies designed for the residents were enacted without delay, the unease dissolved.
Still, a few watched Sigrid’s disgrace with pity in their eyes. Knights who had once labored so diligently for this land, reduced to such a state—it was a heartbreaking sight. Fortunately, just like the earlier anxiety, this too did not last. When the entire knight order proudly confessed their own sins and declared, “Having committed such grave offenses, we shall henceforth serve this land without the slightest doubt,” their shameful behavior gradually came to be accepted.
Joyful governance. Luxurious meals and baths. Residents slowly placing their hopes in me. Lovable women.
This was the most fulfilling period of his entire life. He felt no fatigue no matter how hard he worked, so today once again he had ventured outside in search of new pleasures.
“Hup! Hup!”
Before Roman stood a female knight gripping the reins and shouting. Behind her, he lounged comfortably in a chair mounted on a massive chariot. Naturally, as the vehicle jolted violently over the terrain, Nigilia knelt quietly between his legs, cradling his cock. The whole scene radiated the pure essence of an evil lord.
“It handles mountain paths without trouble, my ass doesn’t hurt, and my dick stays perfectly steady. This thing is pretty damn impressive, isn’t it?”
He glanced sideways. There rode Sigrid on a silver horse, keeping perfect pace beside the chariot. She answered at once, yet her outfit suited the title “evil lord’s plaything” perfectly.
She wore a skintight, obscenely erotic full-body fishnet stocking that left nothing to the imagination. Heart-shaped nipple pasties clung to her breasts, while her pussy remained blatantly exposed. Piercings had been fitted over the pasties to hold them firmly in place, and from those piercings dangled clusters of medals that proclaimed her status. Wearing only greaves and gloves in a state more depraved than any common whore somehow made her feel all the more embarrassed. The pasties did not hide her hair; instead, the neatly groomed pussy hair fluttered freely in the wind.
Yet these perverted exhibitionist knights in their full-body fishnets simply spread their legs wide, rode as if nothing were unusual, and carried on with military discipline.
“The latter is thanks to Nigilia, my lord! The current Lord Roman would find long walks difficult, so we commissioned the returned technicians to cast this in haste. The result has proven worthwhile!”
“The horse is incredible too~! I’ve never seen one this massive!”
“Yes, my lord! The horses pulling the chariot were raised with utmost care by our Cornelius family. Fed generously on golden crops, each one can produce several horsepower. They have been thoroughly trained since colthood, so they will not bite their master.”
“Oh~! Pure fantasy, pure fantasy~!”
In truth, whenever an obstacle appeared, the golden horses simply rammed stones or trees aside with their heads and charged forward. They had long since ceased being ordinary horses; they were monsters. The razor-sharp blades attached to the wheels spun at high speed, slicing apart anything that drew near the chariot and radiating overwhelming intimidation.
“Pussy Commander!”
“…It is about time.”
The reason Roman and the Pussy Knights had taken this ominous contraption beyond the territory’s borders was simple. Having grown accustomed to internal affairs, they had come in search of fresh entertainment.
Bandit extermination. In the modern world it might be unthinkable, but in a fantasy realm it carried no hesitation whatsoever.
“The moment we crest that hill the target will come into view! How would you like to proceed, my lord? Would you care to claim the first achievement yourself~?!”
“Oh, I like it~! Pussy Chariot, full speed ahead~! The instant you see them, ram straight through!”
Thud♡
“Hwah?! P-Pussy! P-Pussyyy—! Understood! Pussy Chariot at full speed aheeead~!! Pussy! Pussy! Pussyyy—!”
When Roman kicked the female knight’s pussy from behind as an order, she spread her legs wide in delight. Her clearly visible pussy soaked the heart-shaped pasties with her own nectar, and the chariot’s speed surged, hurtling toward the target like a loosed arrow.
『Huuuuh?! W-Wait—enemies—』
『Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!』
A horrific tragedy unfolded. The instant the chariot crested the hill and plummeted, the bandit encampment beside the lake was annihilated before anyone could utter a final word. Men crushed beneath the chariot, men sliced apart by the spinning blades, men trampled by the golden horses, men ground beneath the wheels—the center of the camp became an unrecognizable swamp of blood in a single moment.
“Whoa~! Nigilia! Did you hear that?! It went squish, right? Squish! Exactly like a tomato bursting!!”
“Yes, my lord. The sound of filth exploding~♡ How utterly disgusting~♡ As expected of filth—they cannot even die with a sound befitting a person♡”
“Hahaha! You really are merciless!”
“But it is the truth~♡ To dare steal crops from Lord Roman’s land—they clearly did not value their lives~♡”
Nigilia cradled his cock gently with both hands so it would not shake, rubbing her cheek against it while showering him with flattery. Meanwhile, even though he had just killed people, the novelty of the experience made Roman laugh. Murderous ecstasy and sexual desire intertwined as he let out a deeply satisfied breath.
“Ooooooh~!! Lord Roman has claimed the first merit! We cannot fall behind~! Pussy Knights, all-out charge! Follow Lord Roman!”
『Pussy! Pussy! Pussyyy—!!』
『Pussy! Pussy! Pussyyy—!!』
『Pussy! Pussy! Pussyyy—!!』
『Pussy! Pussy! Pussyyy—!!』
The lewd exhibitionist female knights threw themselves into the bandit hunt with rhythmic fervor. Leaping from their horses at a chosen point, weapons drawn, descending from the sky like valkyries—it was a truly magnificent sight.
“I-It’s him?! That idiot eldest son Roman!”
“Why is the family fool here?!”
“What the hell is that~?!”
“Those pervert bitches are charging!”
“Everyone stay calm! Look at them—they’re just insane exposure addicts! If we are not hallucinating, they are perfectly manageable!”
“Correct! Fight back!”
“You fucking sluts with those cock-teasing bodies~! How dare this perverted legion lay hands on my comrades~?!”
『Uwooooooooooh!!!』
The bandit group was well-disciplined; they counterattacked immediately. Their opponents were female knights wearing whore-like outfits, every one of them beautiful. The bandits’ eyes gleamed with anticipation of the festival they could hold if they won.
“What is your assessment~?”
“Obvious. Even an amateur like me can see we hold an overwhelming advantage.”
Right after Roman answered, a bandit flew through the air with a cry. A human being physically struck hard enough to launch skyward was an almost fairy-tale spectacle. Sigrid in particular radiated tremendous momentum regardless of her attire. The pair watched her bravery and showmanship from their seats atop the chariot.
“These insects have defiled the land of our Cornelius family! Pathetic thieves—do not let a single one escape!”
Vroooom!!! —Clang!
“Ugaaaaaaaaaah!?!!”
The double-handed axe that had proven ineffective against Roman collided with the bandit’s weapon and sent it flying. The man rose quickly, but after realizing his opponent’s danger in a single exchange he began to retreat.
“Where are you going?! You are a man too! After calling us perverts in front of your comrades and getting our pussy holes all excited, you intend to flee by yourself?!”
“Eek! Eeeeek~! What the hell are you, you pervert bitch! With a face that pretty—Kugh~?! Yet you fight like a raging wild boar!!”
“Even when the rest of the bandits fell into chaos earlier, you alone stayed calm! I see you are the boss! Now then, a fair and square duel! Bring out that cock, you bastard!!”
“Hiiik?! Who the hell would fight a crazy bitch swinging a monster axe like that~! Calling yourself a knight while dressed so shamefully! Leave us alone and go to a brothel!”
“So what the hell does that even meaaaaan!!!”
—Thud!
The bandit boss was sent flying once more but somehow stayed on his feet.
“This ends it! Prepare yourself!”
This crazy full-power-swinging exhibitionist bitch—!!
The moment Sigrid raised her double-handed axe high, the boss swung his spiked gauntlet and drove it straight into her crotch.
“—Ugh?!”
Schllllllurp♡♡♡
An obscene sound rang out as she froze mid-attack, breath caught in her throat.
I won!
As expected, the fist had struck her pussy—driven in with the full force of an adult man’s punch.
“Ho… ugh… ut… u…”
Now I’m safe! Few are looking this way! I can still escape…
“U, u, kuhuhu~♡ Ahahahaha~♡”
“Huwhat?!”
Even for a woman, the genitals were a vital point. He had naturally expected her to collapse, yet goosebumps rose across his skin.
“Hey, is that the best idea you could come up with? No matter how clever you pretend to be, a bandit remains a bandit! This proves you can only resort to dirty tricks!”
“Why are you unharmed?! That was your pussy! A human vital point! Normally that would…?! Ack! Wait, why does my hand hurt more…! Uuuugh?! Aaaack!”
The gauntlet that had struck Sigrid’s pussy shattered along with its spikes. The pasty clinging tightly♡ to her folds and her well-trained, plump erotic pussy remained completely uninjured♡.
“I am blessed by the protection of iron, so my body is hard~! Naturally my pussy is the same~!”
“I-Iron pussy?!”
“Don’t say it out loud like that, you bastard!!!!”
“What the hell is your standard for embarrassment—ugyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!”
The boss’s head fell from his shoulders the next instant.
Drunk on excitement, Sigrid thrust her chest out, nipples stiff♡ beyond the pasties, and raised her voice high.
『Pussy! Pussy! Pussyyy—!!』
『Pussy! Pussy! Pussyyy—!!』
『Pussy! Pussy! Pussyyy—!!』
『Pussy! Pussy! Pussyyy—!!』
『Pussy! Pussy! Pussyyy—!!』
『Pussy! Pussy! Pussyyy—!!』
『Pussy! Pussy! Pussyyy—!!』
『Pussy! Pussy! Pussyyy—!!』
『Pussy! Pussy! Pussyyy—!!』
“—Wahahahahahack!!”
The full-body fishnet exhibitionist knights answered with their pussy chant♡, proudly proclaiming that even their holes possessed dignity.
『…………!!』
No matter how one looked at it, the scene was utterly insane. Precisely because of that, the bandits trembled in terror. Weapons clattered to the ground one after another as tears streamed down their faces.
“Did I drink too much at noon? Or did we all take drugs together?!”
“What the hell is happening?!”
“We only had to return to base and sell the golden crops! Why this?!”
“This has to be a dream!!”
“There can’t be a group of perverts like that… Y-Yeah! We must be hallucinating from built-up lust!”
“When we get back I’m heading straight to the brothel…”
“Same here… I’ll just sleep in the arms of my favorite whore…!”
Even so, a few with remaining spirit bared their teeth again. Black bullets answered them, piercing their skulls with mocking finality.
“—Agk!”
“E… eugh…”
“What was that?”
When they looked toward the source of the shots, they saw the man they had called an idiot. Roman, still seated on the chariot, examined his fingertips while Nigilia flattered him once more.
“Congratulations on your first kill~♡”
“I thought I would feel more guilt, but it’s surprisingly mild… Ramming them with the chariot the first time felt far more thrilling.”
“Is that so? Still, since you have taken your killing virginity, let us celebrate with cake upon our return~♡ A first-kill commemorative cake~!”
“Shall we? Hey! Yeah, you lot~! Feel like continuing your resistance? I’ll ram you again with the chariot like the first charge! That grinding sensation earlier was incredible~!”
“That’s right♡ Try running away♡”
Roman waved them forward as if shooing them. Nigilia cheerfully added her encouragement: “Everyone do your best~♡” Faced with that incomprehensible terror, the survivors threw down their weapons.
“We surrendeeeeer!!”
“We surrender! We will accept any punishment obediently!”
“So please spare us!”
“We were wrong!”
“We’re sorry for stealing!”
“Please, just stop thiiiiis!!”
After charging so vigorously, the moment he spoke those mad words they collapsed into this pathetic display.
“…is what they say, my lord. If you wish to strike them we will pretend not to see. After all, no one will blame you for killing bandits.”
“Striking men who have already lost all spirit isn’t fun. Eh, it’s over. Since things have come to this, let us use them effectively as resources. It is the perfect time to motivate the laborers, who will soon voice their complaints.”
“So that is your intention?”
“Yes. Line them up quickly.”
Understanding her master’s will, Sigrid slammed her double-handed axe into the ground.
“Understood. Attention, Pussy Knights!!”
『Pussy—! Attention—!』
“We shall now convert the sinners into equipment on this very spot! Form a single file! Quickly!”
『Pussy—! Pussy—! Pussyyy—!!』
At Sigrid’s command the Pussy Knights advanced on the bandits, blades pressed to their throats. The atmosphere was anything but gentle.
“What the hell?! We already surrendered!”
“…Stand in line!”
“What?”
“Form a single file! Lord Roman has ordered it!”
“Line! Line up! Do you not understand what a line is?!”
“O-Okay, I get it!”
“We will obey the order…”
“I don’t know what this is about but… understood…”
“The rest of you sinners, line up quickly! Anyone who does not move will be killed!”
“Hurry and form a single file~!”
“They really are sparing us… Is standing here like this correct?”
“Here! We’re lined up too!”
“This side as well!”
Once the bandits stood in formation with hands raised, Sigrid returned.
“Preparations complete. Total of fifty-one individuals. None possess magic resistance.”
“Fifty-one… First time handling so many at once. I wonder if it will work~?”
“It will be fine. Lord Roman is a genius. You will likely accomplish it with surprising ease.”
“Such blatant flattery. You have clearly caught the habit from Nigilia.”
Despite his words, he smiled cheerfully and extended both hands. At his palms appeared exactly fifty-one black orbs, each far thicker than his usual bullets and radiating an ominous aura.
“W-Wait, what are you planning to do with those?!”
“Huuup!!”
Despite the shout, the orbs shot forward without hesitation and sank into the bandits’ bodies.
“Eh?”
“W-What?”
“U, he, ugh?!”
There was no pain. At first everything remained quiet. Only afterward did they notice the change.
“Uga, a, aue?! W-What is this?! U, aaaaah!! My bodyyyy~!”
“Why am I a woman?!”
“What the hell is that damn brat doing?!”
“Give me back my cock!”
“Uwaaaaaaaaaah!!! Nooooo~! My voice~!”
“Eue, it’s real! My voice has become thin too!”
“Uaaaaa~?!”
Without the slightest pain the bandits’ bodies transformed from male to female. Forced TS. It was a new magic Roman had learned from Perpena.
All fifty-one former bandits have been perfectly feminized.
“Perfect. All fifty-one have become women.”
“Not quite perfect. Lady Perpena also refined their outward appearances to be beautiful. Yet nearly half of mine look like country girls.”
“That is merely a matter of proficiency, my lord. Moreover, that sort of fresh, innocent look has its own demand. Above all, it is difficult to imagine them as former bandits.”
“True. No need to be too pessimistic. Mass-producing only monstrosities would be unpleasant, and individuality matters.”
“…Monstrosities?”
With that, Roman snapped his fingers.
—Snap!
「「「「Ugaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah♡♡♡♡♡」」」」
All limbs have been removed. Cross-sections sealed perfectly as if the subjects were born without them.
“What is this?! My legs! My arms!”
“Give them back! Return my body and my limbs!!”
“Hiiik…”
“Today is the worst day… It really is a dream…”
“There’s no way this is reality…!”
The newly created females wept, but no one paid them any mind. Whether they rolled across the ground, squeezed out tears, or tried to reattach fallen limbs, every action met the same indifferent expression: useless resistance.
They screamed, but the verdict had already been delivered. The Pussy Knights brought a carriage from beyond the hill and began loading the human onaholes into the back. Living humans without limbs, unable to resist, piled atop one another like lumps of meat—it was a spectacular and grotesque sight.
“Lord Roman. The task is complete. The onaholes captured today are scheduled to be sent to the farmland you mentioned. We will divide the knight order to transport them. Would you prefer to return to the territory first?”
“Hmm.”
“Lord Roman?”
“No, I think I’ll stop by the farmland to encourage the laborers. Since I gathered those people, I’m curious how well they are working.”
“Understood! A splendid decision. I shall guide you there at once.”
Roman’s party opened a portal on a suitable stretch of flat ground past the hill and moved instantly. Upon arriving at the golden fields, the Pussy Knights—despite their outrageous attire—were greeted with thunderous cheers.