The Hero Found Karen's Weakness
'Oaaah!'
Thump, thump. Katrin felt her heart racing as she peered through the window at the hero's secret private life.
Dwarf architecture was quite unique. Considering their short stature, there was no real need to build high ceilings, but the dwarves—harboring a slight complex about their height—preferred homes with ceilings even taller than those of humans. However, windows were originally designed for looking out from inside the house, so most of them were positioned at awkward heights by human standards. Thanks to that, Katrin had no trouble peeking into the hero's room, where he was currently rubbing that monstrous cock of his against a human woman's body.
'So big... so magnificent!'
It was ridiculous, really. Katrin, who crafted sex toys for women, had never experienced sex herself, let alone witnessed it firsthand. She was known among dwarves as an ugly duckling, and no such opportunities had ever come her way. Of course, that was just among dwarves, whose standards of beauty were bizarre—Katrin's looks were actually quite appealing. In any case, confronting a real man's cock for the first time, Katrin watched with sparkling eyes full of curiosity. It was only natural; surrounded by dwarves who talked about sex nonstop, her sexual curiosity had been thoroughly piqued. Moreover, the hero's tool visible through the window looked far longer and more valiant than the dildos female dwarves played with.
"Huuuh... Why? Why won't he just put it in?"
Katrin muttered as she watched the hero continue rubbing his cock against the woman's pussy without penetrating. She'd long forgotten the original reason she'd come to see him. She desperately wanted to witness that moment when man and woman finally merged, but for some reason, the hero wasn't inserting.
"Just thrust it in already, you idiot!"
Katrin Jayhops. She wasn't all that different from the other dwarves.
'Tight?'
I stared at Karen in bewilderment. I'd already slid my cock between her folds several times, but her hole showed no sign of opening. She was plenty wet with her juices, yet that natural sensation of slipping inside eluded me. Sure, I could force it in, but I was waiting patiently for her body to relax and welcome me.
"Nngh. I-is this... sex?"
"Not yet. Your body's not ready."
I answered Karen as she twitched her hips questioningly. Only then did I notice how she was barely perched on the edge of the chair, her body half-bent, her lower abdomen tense with effort.
"Relax, Karen."
"Ugh... Doesn't it hurt?"
Karen looked at me with frightened eyes. She was probably clenching so hard out of fear of the pain.
"Hngh!"
"Does it hurt now?"
I flicked her clit with my glans and asked. She shook her head tightly, lips pressed shut. She looked so damn cute like that. Grinning, I leaned toward her.
"Something far better than this is waiting, Karen."
"...F-far better?"
Her eyes widened in surprise as she asked, and I nodded lightly. I slid my cock between her folds again, and this time, I felt her entrance yield just a bit. As the tension eased, my glans began to nudge inside, and Karen winced as if in pain.
"Ah... it h-hurts."
"Endure it."
I told her as she squirmed, focusing my mind on my cock. The tip breached her impossibly tight pussy, and soon that familiar resistance hit—the barrier. I pushed slowly, steadily, feeling her muscles stretch to their limit before snapping one by one. That was the moment she lost her virginity... and I claimed her first time.
"Aaaah!"
Karen, more sensitive to pain than most women, screamed as if being torn apart and clamped her thighs hard. But with my body already between them, it just wrapped her legs around my waist in a lewd embrace.
"T-take it out... it hurts too much."
She pleaded with a tearful face, but I had no intention of listening—not even a fingernail's worth.
Her pussy really was abnormally tight, her inner walls fighting desperately to push me out.
'This is exquisite.'
A thrilling pleasure shot through me from her squeezing walls. I smirked, never imagining Karen Cross's pussy would feel this incredible.
"P-please... it feels like my bottom's been hollowed out. Hnngh."
She whimpered, her tiny hands curling into fists before pounding weakly on my chest.
"Bear it. Just a little longer."
"Haah!"
I thrust deep, burying myself to the hilt. Karen arched her back, gasping raggedly. Her pussy clenched in panic around me, but I stayed still, watching her reactions. Giving her time to adjust to my size.
"Huuuh..."
After a few seconds, a drained moan escaped her. Her pussy was finally starting to accommodate me. I pulled out slowly, feeling her walls cling greedily.
"Pushing me out a second ago, now sucking me in? Such a willful little pussy, just like you, Karen."
"Uuu..."
She shuddered with a short groan. I slid back in slowly, repeating the motion over and over. Her soaked depths grew accustomed to my thrusts bit by bit, so I picked up the pace.
"Haahk... haat... haaang!"
The friction against her bumpy inner folds drew obscene moans from her lips. I savored the relentless grip of her walls, pistoning my hips. I regretted not doing this in my previous life—her body felt that good.
"Huu... I-is this sex, hero?"
"Yeah."
I answered halfheartedly, flicking her nipple with my finger. She clenched hard, then gazed up at me with dazed eyes.
"How's your first time feeling?"
"...D-don't know. It feels good, clearly."
She blushed, her answer disappointingly bland compared to her body's eager responses. I eyed her steadily. Her pussy loved my cock, but she wasn't fully immersed in the act yet.
'Time to find her weak spot.'
I began exploring her body deliberately, teasing her breasts, hips, underarms, sides with hands and tongue. Her reactions were vague—pleasure, sure, but no clear weak point.
'Kinda bruising my ego here.'
"Haa... haa..."
Irritated, I slammed in hard.
Thwack.
"Eek!"
An explosive moan burst from her. For a split second, her pupils dilated completely.
'Got it.'
Now that I'd pinpointed Karen's weakness, I pulled back fully. Her slick walls clung, but no rush.
'Ready... aim... fire!'
"Hiiiik! Th-this... n-nooo."
I yanked out almost entirely, then slammed home. As expected, a panicked cry escaped her. Yes—Karen Cross's weak spot was the entrance to her womb.