My Dick Changed While You Were Away (3)
"Mm..."
I opened my eyes. It was night. The firewood crackled in the fireplace. Within arm's reach, a young woman was trimming herbs.
"You're awake. Would you like some water?"
"Yes... thank you."
She had slit eyes. I tried to sit up, but my body wouldn't obey. I had no choice but to stay lying down.
"Say ahh."
She calmly poured water into my mouth. Gulp, gulp. My thirst eased, and my breathing steadied.
"Will you tell me how you ended up injuring yourself like this?"
I told her the truth. That I'd lived with dark elves before coming to the human world.
The woman introduced herself as Olivia. She had a warm, comforting presence. Like an older sister, gentle and kind. She had that charm that drew out words you hadn't even meant to say.
Before I knew it, I was talking a lot.
"Your situation sounds a lot like mine."
Olivia said this wasn't her hometown either. She was wandering aimlessly from place to place.
That was all she said.
"We're back."
A sturdy man entered the house. He'd been hunting with the village men and carried a dead deer over his shoulder.
"Name's Pivar."
He introduced himself as Olivia's fiancé. He boasted proudly that once he made enough money, they'd have a grand wedding somewhere nice. He'd been her escort knight before. Protecting her had led to them falling for each other.
"Haha, you're embarrassing me."
Pivar was a cheerful guy. And kind, too—he welcomed me, an uninvited guest, with open arms instead of turning me away.
"Rest up till you're better!"
The next morning, the pain hit again. The dark energy draining from my body felt like it was lashing out at me in farewell before leaving for good.
"Gaaah!"
That day, the agony kept me from even standing. While I lay there all day, swallowing Olivia's medicine, eating her food, and basking in her care, the villagers suddenly showed up.
Clubs in hand.
"We heard a demon's staying here!"
"My kids saw evil spirits leaving their bodies!"
"Olivia, we're disappointed! You took pity on a young man and let him stay, and now you've brought a demon into the village?"
"Everyone, calm down and hear me out!"
Pivar stepped in, soothing the villagers and barely managing to send them away.
That evening, Olivia made her decision.
"We were planning to leave this village anyway. Might as well go now."
Abandoning her home because of me and heading somewhere else. It was overly kind for someone she'd just met.
But I couldn't move on my own yet, and without help, I wouldn't survive much longer. In the end, moved by her and Pivar's kindness, I thanked them profusely.
Three days later, we left the village.
Over the next few days, I pieced together that Olivia and Pivar were being hunted by someone.
"Naru, try this medicine too. It'll help with your recovery."
"I dug that one up myself! Eat up and get better quick so we can hunt together!"
They were good people. Taking turns caring for me, helping with everything they had. Soon, I could walk again.
And by then, we'd formed a deep bond of trust. Like family—warm, close-knit.
"Olivia sis! I'll handle dinner tonight! Pivar, where'd you put yesterday's hunt?"
We never settled anywhere, always roaming fields, seas, mountains, and rivers. But just the three of us together made it blissfully happy.
"Naru, do the dishes for me. Your bro and sis are heading into the woods for a date."
"Sure! Be careful!"
Dark night in the forest campsite. I sat by the campfire, drying the washed dishes and stacking them neatly.
As I waited, a strange sound came from somewhere.
"Ahhng... Hnng... Uuung...!"
Not an animal cry. Definitely a human moan.
A woman's.
"Hm...? That sound..."
I knew it well from my days with the dark elves. The noises women made during love or rape.
Curiosity piqued, I quietly slipped into the woods.
And there, under the blinding full moon, I saw Pivar and Olivia entwined as one.
Pivar thrust fiercely, unleashing pent-up desire. Olivia writhed and cried out endlessly.
They're having sex.
For some reason, the sight stirred no lust in me. My heart was just calm.
It made sense. There was respect and beauty in lovers' intimacy. And desperation, too.
Like two young souls thrashing to survive a massive whirlpool of fate.
Days later, Pivar died.
The pursuers had finally found Olivia. He blocked them and died pointlessly.
"No more running. Woman born with Niarkma's blood, bound by fate."
The pursuers' leader was a noble lord. Turns out Olivia was noble too—a chosen human with special bloodline.
Her entire family massacred, she alone survived.
"Pivar... dead?"
Olivia, enraged by losing her lover, awakened right there. Terrifying sword aura swept the area.
Fast. Too fast.
Still too weak to move, huddled in the corner, I watched her turn into a sword demon who knew only killing. I was stunned.
"Gaaah!"
"Spare me! Gurk!"
"N-no, stay back!"
For the first time, I saw Olivia's eyes fully open—not slits. They weren't human.
After the storm of slaughter, only Olivia and I remained.
Maddened by bloodlust, she'd nearly killed me too, but her blade stopped just short of my throat.
"Because of me... because of me, Pivar and everyone... sob sob..."
Olivia dropped her sword and collapsed to her knees, dazed.
The village we'd planned to stay in briefly burned brightly. She'd killed everyone but me—villagers, soldiers, even the vile lord.
Some villagers had snitched to the lord, but most were innocent. Still, in a vengeful frenzy, she'd slaughtered them all without mercy.
"I'm a monster born with the wrong blood..."
Seeing a dead baby and mother bleeding on the ground, Olivia regretted her sin, weeping as she tried to take her own life.
But I stopped her.
Clang! I snatched her sword and tossed it away, shouting.
"Take today's mistake as a lesson! Atone by helping others from now on! That's all it takes!"
Thankfully, she listened. After that, she founded the Thunderfield Guild.
To help those in need.
To atone for that day.
I helped with all I had.
"Uuugh... Siiis...! Ngh!"
The cock in Olivia's hand throbbed violently before erupting like a fountain.
Splurt!
Even as the first shot soiled her lips and nose, her stroking hand didn't stop. A normal person would've flinched away reflexively, but not Olivia.
She calmly faced the glans head-on, squeezing out every drop.
When the long, ten-second ejaculation ended, thick semen dripped obscenely from her hair and face.
"Such a huge load. Is this thanks to Vera's power too?"
The volume came from a drug I'd taken long ago that permanently boosted it. But I played it off like it was natural.
A man's pride!
"I've always produced a lot. Sorry about that."
"Oh... impressive. I had no idea my little brother had talent in this area too."
Olivia released the limp cock and scraped the semen from her face into her palm.
She looked at the pooled white fluid and asked.
"I have to eat this, right?"
"Yes. You'll need to ingest it for the effect."
"Mm. Eating my little brother's semen feels a bit off, but this is just research."
"Sis, it's strong raw—maybe mix it in tea?"
I said it seriously, but she laughed.
"Don't joke. I'll just eat it."
She lowered her head and slurped up the semen from her palm.
Then stuck out her tongue to lick every last bit from her skin.
Doesn't faze her at all.
Not even twitching at the fishy taste. Her stomach must be ironclad.
And from her beloved little brother, no less... No emotional ripple.
It reminded me of that day. The day she'd massacred indiscriminately, emotionless in rage.
Just like then, she felt nothing now. That's why she could touch her brother's cock, jerk it off, and swallow the load.
Pure curiosity, no sexual desire.
"Hmm... no sense of getting stronger yet."
She clenched and unclenched her fist, checking her body.
I handed her a handkerchief to wipe the semen from her hair.
"People are waiting outside, so I'll head out. Won't be back till late tomorrow."
"Wait."
She said.
"If this doesn't work, let's try sex. You can finish in five minutes, right?"
Good lord. I stared at her in disbelief.
Pivar's watching from heaven!
"Sis, we can't. Not between us."
"It's fine. We have Dick Contraception. Bought it for times like this."