【The Girls' Adventure Chronicles Part Two: School Chronicles】(Chapter 51)

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**************** ... 　　(Darling, when you were in control, didn't you fall in love with that playboy and happily want to have his baby? Humph , I'm already pregnant and you still love another man!) 　　In another dimension, Aurora and Phoebe, this loving couple, were flirting and teasing each other. Although they outwardly thought the other was wrong, they were actually very excited inside. 　　(Hmph, even if you say that, wife, when you see me controlling my clone loving someone else and having someone else's child , aren't you as excited as can be! You like my clone cheating that much? My clone is already one of the playboy's women! And is having a baby with him? Maybe we'll live together until the end of the trial?) Aurora thought, pretending to be angry, but actually she was deliberately reminding her beloved wife. 　　(Ugh...) Phoebe, unable to refute, felt very jealous, but at the same time, she was also very excited to feel Cora's infidelity, because Phoebe really liked her wife Aurora's infidelity when she controlled her clone, so the more she heard, the more excited she became. However, Aurora felt the same way, so she responded with considerable dissatisfaction, 　　(You dare say that to me? Aren't you also imagining my clone losing to lust and memories? That guy is a despicable scumbag who uses brainwashing!) 　　(That...that's...I can't help it...If my wife's clone really gets pregnant, she definitely won't be able to leave that stinky fat guy !) Aurora thought, feeling both ashamed and sad, but also increasingly excited. She knew her beloved wife's personality very well; she was a very devoted girl, so if she fell in love with someone else while controlling her clone, she would definitely devote herself entirely that person, making it difficult for anyone else to interfere. 　　(Even so, I will never leave you! Darling, if our clones have their own children, I don't want to take care of those children! Lin and Silk are our children!) Phoebe sensed her wife's mix of sadness and excitement and couldn't help but emphasize that, for her, the only real children were Eileen and Eunice. 　　(Of course! We don't want those bastards born to those stinky men~ Let the clones go and take care of those stinky men themselves!) Aurora immediately agreed, thinking that only her and Phoebe's biological children were their children. 　　(Hmm! We need to work hard to master controlling the clones so we can bring our daughters back!) Phoebe encouraged them . Although mastering clone control would take a long time, they could always sense their daughters ' presence, so they were actively training to control the clones. 　　(Waaah, am I going to have to watch my wife fall in love with that stinky fat guy through her clones...?) However, Aurora felt both heartbroken and excited as she thought about what would happen to her wife's clones. 　　(Not...not necessarily! I'm working really hard for my darling!) Phoebe thought, feeling both ashamed and angry . She didn't want to fall in love with that disgusting fat guy while controlling her clones! 　　(Then try even harder! Kill that fat bastard!) Aurora also hated that fat man and encouraged her beloved wife. However, thinking about how difficult this task would be, Aurora added with heartache and deep affection, 　　(But even if we fail and really fall in love with that fat bastard, I will still love you!) 　　(Me too! No matter how much you love that guy when you control the clone, I will always love you!) Phoebe felt her wife's affection and heartache and responded sweetly. Then, Phoebe sensed the disgusting fat man behind the clone and thought resolutely, 　　(Darling, I will try my best not to lose to the brainwashed memories and instincts! I don't want to fall in love with that fat bastard!) *** 　　　　　*** *** *** 　　"Ugh... Hmm... Ah... Hmm..." 　　At midday, with the sun high in the sky, soft, melodious moans emanated from a room at the Merlin Hot Spring Inn, emanating from the mouth of a naked, sleeping beauty. 　　This beautiful girl with the captivating voice was none other than Safira, who had been impregnated by Gri the previous night. 　　Now, Gri was penetrating her tender, semen-filled vagina, holding her on her side and slowly thrusting in and out. This made the sleeping Safira feel both pleasure and comfort without being disturbed. 　　"Hoo... Hmm... Ah..." Safira was overwhelmed by pleasure, her small mouth slightly open, naturally uttering alluring moans, occasionally reaching small orgasms. If she hadn't been so exhausted from being fucked the night before, she probably would have woken up long ago. However, Gerry had already been fucking her for a while, so Safira slowly regained consciousness , and vaguely thought, 　　(Hmm...? So comfortable... Is someone massaging me...?... Huh? What's that sound?) 　　"Gurgle...! I came again!" 　　"Ah... Haa... Huh? Whoa!?" 　　While Safira was still thinking about who made the blush-inducing sound, she heard Gerry's words, felt the pleasure coming from her vagina, and felt her uterus become warmer and more swollen in the next second. She suddenly realized that it was her own moaning, and that she had been fucked by Gerry again! 　　"You!!" Safira quickly turned her head and glared at the fat man who had secretly violated her, only to see a stupid expression on his fat face, clearly in the middle of ejaculating! 　　"Safira... You're finally awake. Is it comfortable to wake you up like this...?" Gerry, unaware that Safira had been unbrainwashed, asked with a satisfied look, seemingly thinking that this method of waking her up was very good, and even showed a confident expression that he thought was very handsome. 　　"..." Just then, Safira remembered everything from last night. She had successfully broken free of the brainwashing, but due to various reasons, she now had to play the role of Gerry's girlfriend. So, Safira first remained silent with a complicated expression before composing herself and forcing a smile that suppressed her murderous intent, saying, 　　"...It felt very good, but I was too tired last night. I want to rest properly. Can ?"

"I'm so sorry...! I'll go get you some hot water...!" Gerry noticed
the and quickly pulled out his limp penis, then walked naked towards the small hot spring outside the sliding door.

After his penis was withdrawn, unsurprisingly, only a tiny amount of semen flowed out of Safira's tender vagina;
most of it gone into her uterus. Safira's snow-white abdomen was slightly protruding, a result of Gerry's
actions last night and just now. After all, Safira's cervix was unique, making it difficult for semen to flow out once it entered.

(Ugh... so much, so bloated... I need to expel the fertilized egg quickly!) Taking advantage of this moment, Safira assumed the best position for her "Eternal Life Technique,"
completely naked, sensing her internal condition. She thought anxiously, because of
her constitution, it would take more time to expel the fertilized egg, especially since she first needed to expel the large amount of troublesome semen.

Safira gently squeezed her lower abdomen, and a foul-smelling semen gushed out of her tender orifice like ejaculation, accompanied by a very
shameful sound. Then, the thick semen dripped from her small vulva, looking incredibly erotic.

However, just as Safira was trying to squeeze out more semen while enduring her shame, Gerry returned with a basin of
hot water and a towel. So Safira had to quickly put her legs together and sit up straight as usual, elegantly.

"Safira, let me help you clean up...! After soaking in the hot spring, we'll go have lunch...!"
Gerry came to Safira, who was kneeling naked, wrung out the towel, and began to wipe Safira's
snow-white skin, removing the stubborn semen stains, as well as the sticky semen on her inner thighs and private parts.

"...Mmm." Safira, still forced to play the girlfriend, nodded blushingly, letting Gerry touch her body with a towel without
resistance . It felt perfectly natural, without any disgust;
on the contrary, she felt a sense of comfort. After all, her body was already used to Gerry's touch, and she even subconsciously opened her legs to let
him wipe her private parts.

(Damn it...my body remembers his touch...it feels so good...ah, so light,
so gentle...) Safira thought, her face flushed with annoyance. She clearly hated this despicable fat man,
but her body and memory couldn't forget the sweetness from before, and she actually felt happy and blissful.

So Safira quickly shook her head vigorously, trying to shake off the absurd feeling. Her long, smooth, light blue hair
swayed violently from the shaking.

"Wh...what's wrong...? Did I hurt you...?!" At this moment, Gerry saw Safira suddenly
shaking her head, quickly pulled back his fat hand and the towel, and asked with a worried expression.

"Ahem, it's nothing, thank you. I'm going to take a shower now." Safira spoke softly, calming herself down before smiling
faintly, her attitude neither too close nor too distant. Then, completely naked, she got up and walked towards the small hot spring.

"Aren't you going to the open-air hot spring? It's so beautiful there...!" Gerry asked with a regretful look, seeing that the beautiful girl didn't seem to be
leaving He also sensed a subtle change in Safira's attitude, but assumed
it was just because she was too tired.

"No, the men there keep staring at me lecherously. What if someone sees me naked by accident?"
Safira said, crossing her arms and turning around with a dissatisfied expression. But as soon as she finished speaking, she noticed that Gerry was also
looking at her naked body with a lecherous gaze, and surprisingly, she didn't feel any discomfort, only shyness!

Realizing that she had always assumed Gerry was her man and had been unguardedly letting him admire her
naked body , Safira's pretty face flushed red again. She quickly turned away. Her earlier words now
sounded like she was saying that she was only willing to let Gerry see her naked!

But after thinking about it carefully, she realized that she had to pretend to be Gerry's girlfriend. If she didn't let him see her now, he would become suspicious.
So Safira resisted the urge to grab a towel to cover herself and pretended that nothing was wrong as she began to clean her body. Although she was very shy,
she knew that she had already been seen naked anyway.

Gerry openly watched Safira bathe, lathering the meranti in the girl's small hands and
applying it to her snow-white skin, making it look incredibly erotic. This made Gerry's penis hard again, and
he asked with a lecherous grin,

"Safira, shall I help you bathe...?"

"Thank you, I'm happy, but I'm a little hungry now. I hope I can have lunch right after my bath,"
Safira said, suppressing her resentment at Gerry's obvious attempt to take advantage of her. She was only pretending to be dating Gerry,
so she wanted to avoid close contact as much as possible before the side effects kicked in. Besides, she hadn't released her fertilized egg yet!

"I'll go get some food...!" Hearing the girl's request, Gerry immediately grabbed his hotel clothes
and rushed to the room to order lunch. In his eyes, Safira was still his cute and charming girlfriend, completely
unaware that Safira now deeply hated him.

(Phew—even though he's a lecher, he's quite obedient… Ah! I don't want to think about it anymore! Time for a bath!) Safira
felt a sweet sense of relief seeing that Gerry valued her as much as she remembered, prioritizing her needs.
But immediately shook her head and focused on washing herself.

After thoroughly cleaning her beautiful long hair, Safira wrapped it in a towel and walked naked to the small
hot spring. Her snow-white feet stepped into the scalding water, and she soaked in the murky water, enjoying the experience.

"Mmm…so comfortable!" Safira soaked her snow-white shoulders in the hot spring as well, letting out a satisfied and alluring
moan . Her cute nipples erected comfortably, and her pink vulva contracted joyfully, making all her fatigue disappear!

Taking advantage of her free time, Safira struck a suggestive pose in the hot spring, feeling the
beneficial substances nourishing her skin. It was clearly very good for her skin.
She lamented that her beloved girl couldn't enjoy this with her, thinking dejectedly,

"Sigh... I should have come with Lala..."

Safira drifted off into a daze, feeling down. When she came to her senses, she realized she had been soaking for a long time, and the expulsion of
the fertilized egg and semen hadn't progressed at all. Gri was almost back, so Safira
climbed out of the small hot spring in frustration and dried herself with a towel.

However, since she had to return to the Holy Capital that afternoon, Safira didn't put on her hotel clothes. Instead, she
picked up the clothes she had brought and dressed neatly, piece by piece. Soon, her youthful body was covered in a dress and black stockings
, and a pure and elegant young woman appeared in the hotel room.

(I was originally planning to wear this dress on my date with Lala...) Safira looked at her beautiful reflection in the mirror and
thought helplessly. With her long, light blue hair cascading down her back, her purity was greatly enhanced, making it exactly what Gri liked best.
Dissatisfied, Safira took out a handkerchief, tore it into three strips, and then tied her long, light blue hair into
the three ponytails that Cora liked.

"Safira! I had lunch brought...!" Just as Safira was getting dressed, Gerry
returned with the hotel staff, opened the door, and called out, seemingly worried that Safira might be hungry.

"Hmm, thank you." Safira turned around gracefully, smiling faintly, and watched as a woman
carried dishes into the room and tidied up the bedding on the floor.

However, when Safira noticed the woman suddenly give a suggestive smile before rolling up the bedding to leave, Safira remembered
the semen stains on the mattress, and her beautiful face flushed as she lowered her head!

(Ugh... I'm so embarrassed...) Safira realized she was being seen as
a girl . Although it was true, she had been brainwashed into believing she loved Gerry, so thinking about it now was incredibly shameful.
She had even dared to go on a date with Gerry on the street yesterday, and now she was too embarrassed to go out!

"Please enjoy your meal!"

The woman set out the food, said this, and left, as if she shouldn't have disturbed their time together.
She quickly retreated with a smile.

"Safira, you've changed back to your old hairstyle...? It's so cute...!"

Gerry, whose eyes were only on Safira, sat cross-legged at the table, admiring the beautiful girl who had just finished bathing. Her fair
skin had a slight blush. Although he preferred elegant long hair, the cute three-ponytail style was also nice. Her
flawless nape was more clearly visible, so Gerry praised her with satisfaction.

"...Thank you." Safira blushed again upon hearing Gerry's praise, feeling surprisingly happy and
even smiling in response. However, she quickly realized she was being influenced by her dating memories again and
cursed ,

"Damn it! It was just a casual compliment, why am I so happy! Damn brainwashing memories!"

Safira quickly calmed herself down, gracefully kneeling at the table to eat lunch with Gerry. Hiding
her resentment, she casually responded to Gerry's attempts at conversation, but unfortunately, she and Gerry got along
very well and ended up chatting quite naturally.

"Hehe, so Mr. Sandy drank the soup you tried making?" Safira covered her mouth and chuckled as she listened to Gerry's
childhood anecdotes. Although Gerry was fat, smelly, and weak, he had read many books and
was quite witty, quickly making Safira very happy.

"Yes, even if I wanted to—stop him back then—Old Man Sandy was just too fast…!"
Gerry recounted the past events, reaching out to grab Safira's slender wrist, making it sound quite
vivid .

(...Ah!? I'm falling for him again… Damn it!) However, Safira only had her hand in Gerry's grasp for a short while
before realizing how happily she was chatting with him and how naturally they were touching.
She cursed inwardly with regret, but suddenly pulling away would arouse suspicion, so she could only calmly change the subject,

"Gerry, I'm full, isn't it about time to leave?"

"Ah! It is indeed getting late, I was having so much fun chatting with you that I forgot the time…! Wait for me, I'll
change my clothes right away…!" Gerry said, letting go of her fat hand, getting up to take off his hotel clothes and put on
the clothes that Safira had thoughtfully folded for him, one by one.

Safira saw Gerry naked in front of her and unconsciously looked down at his crotch, at the penis that had left such a deep
impression . Although Gerry wasn't particularly long or thick, it was the first
weapon to possess her body and take her virginity. It had entered and exited her multiple times, and implanted its seed repeatedly, making it
unforgettable.

Now, whenever Safira saw that penis, she would recall the scenes of her lovemaking with Gerry, and subconsciously feel
a sense of awe towards it. After all, that weapon had conquered her body, bringing her to
repeated .

(Ugh…thinking again…no, no!) Safira realized she was thinking about Gerry again and
quickly looked away, feeling both ashamed and regretful. She knew she shouldn't think about it, but the memories were too
vivid , so Safira could only try to think about other things.

(Right, I should make Lala a big meal and apologize to her!)

Afterwards, Safira and Gerry finished packing and left the inn. Sandy had already parked the carriage at the door,
waiting for them to get in.

The return journey was smooth, but because she was sitting next to Gerry, Safira couldn't find a chance to undress
and use her magic to expel the semen and fertilized egg. So when they arrived at the town where they rested,
a lot of semen remained inside Safira, with only a small amount flowing out, making her panties and black stockings wet, sticky, and slippery.

However, Safira didn't find this discomfort annoying; instead, she felt very safe and excited. This was
because during her brainwashing, Gerry had ejaculated inside her every day, and there were always traces of semen flowing out. So her body
had become accustomed to the presence of Gerry's semen, as if she could feel Gerry at any time.

(Ugh, if this continues, I'll go into heat...) Safira thought with annoyance at her body's reaction. So,
pretending to be asleep, Safira pretended to be very tired. As soon as she got off the carriage, she asked to rest, then went into
the inn, let her hair down, and fell asleep immediately. She even forcibly resisted taking a bath, knowing
how alluring she looked when she was bathing.

"I'm so sorry, I made you so tired... You should get some sleep, I'll clean you up...!"
Seeing his beloved girlfriend exhausted after a long day, Gerry apologized with concern. He then fetched some warm water, wrung out a
towel, and began to wipe Safira's snow-white skin, who was pretending to be asleep.

Safira, with her eyes tightly closed, felt her small hands being gently wiped by the warm towel, not missing a single finger.
She thought Gerry was so thoughtful; he hadn't even showered yet, but he was already cleaning her up.
The memory of Gerry's gentle treatment of her once again filled her mind, and her heart wavered slightly.

(Hmph, although he used despicable methods, he's quite gentle and considerate in other ways...)

Gerry moved up Safira's slender arm, lightly wiping her snow-white neck and pretty
face . But as he wiped, he suddenly lifted her skirt and her bra, wiping upwards towards her snow-white waist.

(Ugh!? This jerk! He's planning to rape me again?! Ah! No! That area is so sensitive…) Safira
suddenly felt a chill on her lower body and abdomen, then a warm towel touched her more sensitive skin, and she was instantly shocked and ashamed.
She cursed inwardly, but if she woke up now, she was more likely to be raped, so Safira could only bite her lower lip, enduring the
surging pleasure, and praying that she wouldn't be forced.

"Mmm...mmm..."

Unfortunately, as the towel moved upwards and touched her sensitive little breasts, Safira couldn't help but moan
softly, her snow-white face flushed, her beautiful legs and delicate body twisted slightly, and her small hands secretly gripped the sheets.

"Gulp..." Gerry noticed that the beautiful girl with her bare breasts seemed to be enjoying being wiped by the towel, and couldn't
help but swallow excitedly, but he resisted the urge to rape Safira and continued to wipe his beautiful girlfriend's body.
Anyway, there would be plenty of opportunities to enjoy her, and it was more important for Safira to rest now.

(Huh? Is he really just wiping my body?) Safira noticed this and thought with surprise
. This fat bastard's chubby hands didn't linger, but went directly behind her and wiped her beautiful back. He felt so
gentlemanly , and when he was brainwashed, Gerry had always taken good care of her, he was just a bit lecherous.

Thinking of this, Safira felt a pang of guilt. She had lied to him about feeling unwell. But
Safira immediately shook her head inwardly. Gerry was the culprit who had separated her from her beloved girl;
she was already being lenient by not killing him on the spot!

The thought of Cora's situation rekindled Safira's hatred, making her feel incredibly wronged. However, to safely
return to Cora's side, she had to endure the man who had taken her virginity.

If she killed Gerry now, not only would the side effects of her indiscriminate arousal force mean she would have to find a stranger to resolve them, but
she might also be kidnapped and raped by bad guys. After all, a girl with low strength alone would definitely be targeted, and
now that stunningly beautiful and had a captivating figure, she was even more attractive to men than when she was a child. She also no longer possessed the level 5 strength she had when she was younger, which allowed her
to hide or drive away bad guys.

Therefore, Safira, relying solely on Gerry, endured the humiliation, letting the fat man freely grope her
body, even having his black stockings removed as if it were perfectly natural, revealing her flawless white legs and her
panties stained with semen.

"Gurgle... It's getting harder again... Bear with it...!" Gerry saw
the wet patch on the girl's panties and the string of threads on her black stockings, knowing it was because he had ejaculated too much inside her. His penis swelled
up with , and he instinctively wanted to replenish her semen. 　　But thinking of Safira's apparent discomfort from his fucking , he held
back and continued to wipe her beautiful feet with a towel.

"Mmm... M ... 　　(Damn it... my body is so sensitive! Was he doing this on purpose?!... Wait, so he really was just cleaning me up...) Safira thought, suppressing the pleasure, both ashamed and angry. However, the towel didn't touch her panties, quickly moving away from her inner thighs and wiping downwards without lingering. Safira realized she had misunderstood Gerry again, feeling incredibly embarrassed. Gerry was so attentive, and her memories of them together during the brainwashing were the same, yet she doubted him. 　　Then Safira felt Gerry lift her beautiful feet, wiping each toe individually. Safira felt Gerry's thoughtfulness, actually cleaning her feet that had been stuffy for so long. She felt touched, thinking, 　　(Doesn't he think it's dirty... and he's so good to me...) 　　Safira endured the itching in her vagina, continuing to pretend to be asleep. After her body was dried, she felt black stockings being put back on and a blanket being placed over her. So considerate! 　　After Gerry left to shower, Safira breathed a sigh of relief, but then found herself in a dilemma. Given her proficiency in the Art of Life, controlling her body required her to be completely naked in a provocative pose. Gerry would definitely sleep with her again soon, and what man could resist such a sight? 　　So Safira could only wait for Gerry to fall asleep, lying on the bed with conflicted feelings, staring blankly at the ceiling . Safira felt intense hatred for Gerry because he had used despicable means to harm her, causing her to break up with Cora. At the same time, she also felt he was a kind and gentle person, very caring and loving towards her. 　　(Hmph…don't be too hard on him…) Safira thought for a moment, then turned over, her heart softening slightly . Although she couldn't forgive Gerry, she didn't need to neglect someone so good to her. She could sense that Gerry truly loved her. 　　Soon after, Safira heard Gerry's footsteps returning from the shower. She quickly pulled the covers up, taking a deep breath. Since the side effects of her heat hadn't kicked in yet, she didn't want to let that fat bastard sleep with her so easily; she still needed to expel the fertilized egg ! 　　Unfortunately, things didn't go as smoothly as Safira had hoped. Although she successfully escaped having sex with Gerry, as soon as Gerry got into bed, he hugged her petite body, using her as a pillow. His naked, fleshy body pressed tightly against her, his thick legs clamping down on her black-stockinged legs, rendering Safira unable to move! 　　(What...what does he want to do!? Ugh!...He's holding me so tightly!) Thinking she was about to be forced, Safira's body stiffened in fright, and she thought nervously, feeling her little bottom being pressed against by a hot, hard object. 　　But thankfully, Gerry only rubbed against her, sniffed her light blue hair, and then fell asleep. Safira breathed a slight sigh of relief; it seemed Gerry had really let her go tonight. 　　However, being held so tightly like this, Safira couldn't use any magic to protect herself. The lingering body odor , kept emanating from Gerry. If she hadn't been facing away from him, she probably would have been overwhelmed by the smell. 　　(No, I can't control my body in this position... Ugh... The smell... I'm a little dizzy...) Safira forcibly used the Ten Thousand Lives Technique, but unfortunately, her proficiency was insufficient, and she couldn't control her body smoothly. In trying to break free from Gerry, she accidentally took a deep breath, and was immediately overwhelmed by the unusually strong masculine scent, making her head spin and her delicate body feel soft and slightly hot, making it difficult to break free. 　　Safira had memories of dating Gerry for a while and knew that his strong masculine scent was the best ; smelling it too much would arouse them. So she stopped struggling, calmed down, and let him hold her, allowing her breathing to settle. 　　(Damn it... Can I only sleep tonight... Oh well, based on last experience, there are still a few days left, and implantation will likely occur after we return to the Holy Capital...) Safira sensed the fertilized egg formed from her and Gerry's union within her body, thinking with a mixture of resentment and helplessness. It seems she can only try again tomorrow. 　　Afterwards, Safira fell asleep in Gerry's warm embrace, feeling both safe and troubled.

*** *** *** ***

"I really want to do it, but I made Saphira too tired yesterday... Ah, right...!"

"Huff... Huff... Saphira... Huff... Guh! I came...!"

"Still not awake...? You shouldn't be able to tell, right...?"

(...Hmm...? It's so noisy, who's talking?) Saphira, fast asleep
, was awakened by a man's mutterings. She frowned, her petite body shifting slightly, thinking with dissatisfaction.

"Ah...! You're awake...!?"

"Mmm..." Saphira opened her sleepy blue eyes, letting out a lazy moan. She first saw
the hotel ceiling and then looked in the direction of the sound, realizing it came from Gerry, who was kneeling beside
her .

But his chubby face seemed a little nervous. She wondered what he had just done. Her little brain hadn't
quite processed what Gerry had said.

"Sa...Saphira, good morning...!" Seeing the beautiful girl looking at him with a confused and puzzled expression, Gerry
greeted her guiltily, avoiding eye contact with Saphira's beautiful eyes.

"Morning..." Saphira habitually sat up and lazily replied, then looked at the unfamiliar
hotel room, her little brain starting to work. Remembering her current situation, she glanced at Gerry and thought helplessly,

(Right, I'm on my way back to the Holy Capital, pretending to be this guy's girlfriend...)

Then Saphira smoothed her messy light blue hair and looked at Gerry strangely. He seemed to
have done something to her while she was asleep, but her body only felt slightly warm, and there was a little love fluid in her private parts. She didn't
feel any penetration. Although her skirt was a little messy, her clothes were on properly. Could it be that she
was kissed or touched without permission?

"Saphira...! I've already asked the hotel to prepare breakfast. Let's go eat together when it's ready...!"
Gerry noticed that Saphira seemed to be checking her body and quickly interrupted her.

(…Hmph, whatever.) Safira heard that Gerry had thoughtfully prepared breakfast for him, so she decided not to
dwell on the possibility that he had taken advantage of her. She didn't feel anything anyway, and she had already decided last night not to make things too difficult for Gerry.

"Okay, wait a minute," Safira said, getting up to wash. But as she stood
up , she noticed that her legs, clad in black stockings, were wet—a familiar, slippery feeling.
But thinking about it carefully, she realized it was probably a lot of semen from the night before, and relaxed, thinking,

(Hmm? Why is it wet?…Ah, it's leaking out, that saves me some trouble.)

Gerry, seeing Safira glance down at her crotch with a puzzled expression, quickly looked at the wall. He only breathed a sigh of relief
after Safira left the room; it seemed what he had done hadn't bothered her.

Actually, while Safira was still asleep, he had used her black-stockinged thighs for lewd sex,
rubbing his short, thick penis against her soft, black-stockinged legs before ejaculating between the beautiful girl's legs. Because Safira seemed
uncomfortable during sex, and hadn't offered to help him release his pent-up desire all day yesterday, he had to use this time to secretly relieve himself.

Although Gerry could have ordered Safira to give him oral sex, considering she might be genuinely uncomfortable, he decided to
let her rest and enjoy the beautiful girl's youthful body using parts less likely to affect her.

Unaware that her legs had been enjoyed while she slept, Safira washed up and went to have breakfast with Gerry, then
boarded the carriage to continue their journey back to the Holy City.

Because of her decision last night, Safira didn't pretend to be asleep as she had the previous day, but instead chatted with
Gerry , replying more when the topic was interesting.

Although Safira hated Gerry, the conversation was so enjoyable that she almost forgot she
hated him several times. If it weren't for the occasional physical contact that reminded her, she probably would have been taken advantage of
.

So Safira continued chatting with Gerry, subtly changing the subject, declining any
physical contact, feigning illness, and then they arrived at the next town without incident. (Sigh, as expected, there wasn't a single moment to remove the fertilized egg today…) Safira thought helplessly, looking out at the darkening sky

from inside the carriage. It was all Gerry's fault for constantly trying to chat with her; although it was interesting, it prevented her from having any time alone. 　　But she couldn't let Gerry sit in the driver's seat either; he was practically glued to her, so Safira simply didn't have any time. 　　Upon arriving in town, Safira hadn't had any time alone with Gerry, just like the day before. She racked her brains trying various methods to finally get a little time to shower alone, but Gerry quickly barged in. Startled, Safira, who wanted a bath, pretended to faint and fled the bathroom, quickly dressing and hiding under the covers to minimize the exposure of her smooth skin. 　　Although Gerry left the bathroom and, like the night before, cuddled her while sleeping, Safira had successfully escaped another day of unwanted advances. She hadn't been physically taken or intimately touched by Gerry all day. 　　(She had successfully avoided Gerry's advances again; she really didn't want to have sex with him… but there were side effects…) Safira thought helplessly, feeling increasingly unwell. She wanted to hold on longer, but just being held by Gerry made her feel strange, with a constant desire to be intimate with him. Her skin and vagina felt itchy, and her panties were soaked with arousal fluid. 　　Gerry's scent and aroma made her dizzy, and she almost lost consciousness, nuzzling against him. It seemed that intercourse was unavoidable . 　　However, the implantation time of the fertilized egg is getting closer and closer; it's almost inside the uterus. This is all thanks to the magic of life, which makes the girl's body so healthy and perfectly suited for reproduction. Therefore, the implantation time won't be slow; it will be perfectly timely. 　　So, if she indulges in intercourse tomorrow, there will definitely be even less time for the fertilized egg to be released. If implantation happens like this, Safira will have no choice but to give birth to Gri's child. Because of Rebecca's sex education, she also believes that implantation is the birth of a new life, and as the mother of that new life, she will naturally protect her child. 　　(What if I really get pregnant… Lala… I want to see you…) Safira thought worriedly. If she got pregnant, Cora would probably hate her, because the child would be the best evidence of infidelity. Moreover, her fighting ability would greatly decrease during pregnancy , making training even more difficult. She might even be raped every day at the academy. Thinking about this, Safira felt helpless and scared, and longed to return to her lover's side as soon as possible.

Feeling the fat man sleeping soundly behind her, Safira tried to struggle a few more times, but his fat hands gripped her slender
waist tightly, and his black-stockinged legs were also trapped between his thighs. Only her snow-white arms could move, but it was useless, because the more she struggled
, the weaker and more powerless she became. Fighting would only wake Gerry, so Safira could only helplessly let
Gerry hold her as she slept, just like yesterday.

What frustrated Safira was that Gerry's warm embrace actually made
her , feel very safe. Even though he was just a useless fat man with only level 2 strength and couldn't protect her at all,
perhaps it was because he had saved her a little before, and she subconsciously wanted to rely on him.

So, under this annoying sense of security, Safira fell into a deep sleep again.

(To be continued)

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