【M's Fantasy World Travelogue】(Complete) Author: endimiweng

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Author: endimiweng
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In ancient times, after the twin goddesses created humankind in their own image, to ensure their survival in
the dangerous primordial world, they created the "source of all filth"—man—based on woman.
The way men and women mate could bring about more complex changes in society. Men were rough, savage, belligerent, and full of a desire for conquest. But it
was precisely because of these characteristics that humankind was able to overcome powerful monsters and establish a firm foothold in civilization during the era when the goddesses slumbered after their creation . Men were always filled with mating desires, constantly thinking about mating, and thus 　　contributed
to the continuation of civilization.
The contribution was known as the Primordial Era. For a period afterward, the violent tendencies of men plunged the world into chaos,
with constant warfare between various races. This era of chaos is called the Chaotic Era. As history progressed and civilization
flourished, the genetic information left by the goddess gradually reduced male fertility. Advancement in civilization also made
humanity less brutal. During
this period, the aesthetic of the entire civilized world began to favor delicacy and refinement. Men, like women, began to dress up, and even cross-dressers favoring ornate and delicate women's clothing
became prevalent, along with a growing trend of female worship. Ultimately, men completely disappeared from
history. Now, only a few people occasionally learn of their existence through historical records. This is the present
Bright Era, an era of social peace, unprecedented resource abundance, advanced culture, and continuous
progress in magical technology. Civilization has ushered in an unprecedented period of prosperity.
Above the magical city of Rosetta, vast, intricate magic circles shimmered with beautiful halos.
Magnificent courtyards, suspended in the sky by magical power, rose above them. At the highest point stood
the majestic throne of Her Majesty the Queen of the Kingdom of Saint Asen, its milky-white energy beams radiating outwards, enveloping the entire city in a soft
glow and supplying this bustling metropolis with a continuous flow of energy. This magic circle was also
the central point of the kingdom's magical network, a symbol of this era's most prosperous magical civilization.
Below the throne lay an equally magnificent and exquisite aerial garden. Of course, it wasn't merely ornate;
with the development of civilization, various artistic styles flourished, and the residences of the kingdom's highest nobility also featured
exaggerated and bizarre designs. Through skillful combination and interplay, the entire sky remained filled with a magnificent beauty.
One of the courtyards within the luminous curtain was elegant and refined, exuding both a retro and graceful grandeur and a delightful, ingenious
charm. The entire building was bathed in green light and shadow, making it exceptionally endearing. Suddenly,
a dazzling azure light emanated from the courtyard, shooting straight into the sky. Here, the seventh princess of the Holy Kingdom, Amaranta von Krisana,
celebrated her 14th birthday. On this day, as a magician, she would also undergo her
trial to formally become a spellcaster, attempting to communicate with the will of the plane, break through space and time, and summon her own
familiar. Such a spell had extremely strict and comprehensive requirements regarding magical power, mental sensitivity, mastery of magical principles, and the workings
of all things. In every aspect, it could be considered a
landmark spell in the mastery of magic.
Within the amplification circle inscribed by Amaranta herself, the princess held
a staff called the Heart of Water, seemingly fixed in an invisible container, its face serene as its mind focused intently. Blue magic
flowed and meandered along intricate patterns, carving out profound totems.
She chanted profound and enigmatic incantations to strengthen her concentration. These complex incantations
themselves were a peculiar way of invoking the power of the world, like specific code in a computer program.
Without incantations, magic could not be cast. The complex spells required for summoning familiars
were the most direct requirement for the wielder's mastery of magic.
Amaranta's voice grew faster and faster, and as the last syllable fell, the light screen shattered with a deafening roar .
In the swirling light and shadow, a strange creature appeared before the princess.
What was this? What kind of creature was it? It possessed facial features and limbs similar to humans, yet upon closer inspection,
it was a completely different species. This difference wasn't like the
difference between humans and elves, or the lack of pointed ears or wings compared to angels; rather, its entire appearance, conceptually, almost
made one feel that it wasn't human at all. Moreover, no magical
fluctuations could be sensed from it. This strange creature clearly left the princess somewhat bewildered. However, as long as
the communication with the world was successful and the summoning completed, the trial would be a success. In this world, with abundant resources
and a flourishing civilization, spellcasters rarely placed high demands on their magical pets' abilities.
They didn't need them to be strong fighters or perform specific functions; they were more like
companions, like pets.
In a distant plane, a thin man was staring intently at the seductive
images on his computer screen, his hand moving faster as he performed pleasure-inducing actions, his face utterly lewd.
For Wang Daming, the sources of stimulation that brought him mental satisfaction were mostly
anime and manga from a certain island nation, or even just simple text descriptions. Real-world women, on the other hand, failed to
arouse his desire.
As his desire accumulated, looking at the beautiful girl on the screen, the man finally released his urges.
The weakness and discomfort after ejaculation left him feeling somewhat lost.
This world is truly boring. Just as Wang Daming closed his eyes, a profound feeling
rose within him. He seemed to see, in the distant, endless starry sky, a
world blessed by a goddess, where only women existed. Abundant spiritual energy meant that every human in this world possessed
beauty surpassing that of Earthlings… Before he could even laugh at his own imagination,
Wang Daming, simply dreaming of such a world truly existing, slowly lost consciousness.
Had he… transmigrated? Following being struck by lightning, hit by a car, and other bizarre ways to die, or
even through random actions like going to the toilet, clicking a mouse, or getting lost, masturbation can now also time travel? Holy crap, that's…
The number of transmigrators kept increasing rapidly, and as the halo dissipated, after completing the transmigration
process—which is roughly how it works—countless interpretations naturally surfaced in Wang Daming's mind.
Therefore, he could understand the girl's call before him. Was this his master? His summoner?
This scenario seemed familiar.
Wang Daming simply stared blankly at everything before him. In reality, his master possessed
a beauty far beyond his comprehension and imagination, leaving this male consciousness momentarily stunned
.
Watching the girls' actions, this self-proclaimed highly adaptable young man of the new century was truly bewildered by such a situation, feeling ashamed. Moreover, 　　even though he considered himself unattached, he didn't experience the unrealistic joy of
truly transmigrating to another world 　　. 　　Up to this point, Wang Daming had no idea what kind of world he had transmigrated to. Now, 　　with unprecedented focus and seriousness, he began to recall how 　　those protagonists in his old novels—the socially disadvantaged, unemployed, and other losers from Earth—suddenly thrived in 　　other worlds. He wondered what he should do. 　　Then he finally realized a problem. These losers' methods of getting rich mostly relied 　　on various transmigration perks. Sure enough, even a novice author could sense that these seemingly useless 　　characters couldn't achieve anything on their own. 　　So, what about his transmigration perks? Where were they? 　　If someone transmigrated to another world, whether they gained infinite magic power from eating sweet potatoes, or even 　　carried an upgrade package or a main god, their predecessors always seemed to receive transmigration perks to survive 　　. 　　So, where were his perks?! Just transmigrating without any perks? That's stingy! For a moment, 　　Wang Daming felt a sense of despair. 　　Looking at her dazed and bewildered familiar, Amaranta was somewhat bewildered. However, after 　　successfully summoning her familiar, she officially became a spellcaster, and there would be many more opportunities for communication in the future. 　　So, she put Wang Daming aside for now and began to recover her depleted energy. 　　After practicing her magic, the princess, who had been busy all day, returned to her palace with her newly created familiar 　　. Before Wang Daming could even marvel at how this was his first time entering a girl's room, he saw Amaranta 　　gently leaning against the bed, kicking off her delicate little boots, revealing a slender 　　ankle that seemed to radiate light. Such exquisite, perfect beauty once again left Wang Daming in a daze. It was something that 　　men on Earth, no matter how much they fantasized about the flawed body of a mortal woman, could never imagine— 　　beauty that surpassed anything created by any two-dimensional or 3D model. 　　Gazing at the perfectly curved feet, his eyes fixed on something he had never imagined to be so beautiful, 　　all other thoughts vanished in an instant. Wang Daming felt his blood boil, unable to control himself any longer. "Whatever, if I die 　　, I die. Anyway, I'm in another world." Wang Daming suddenly pounced on Amaranta, cupped 　　her elegant feet encased in light blue stockings, and kissed them passionately. Amaranta 　　cried out "Ouch!" and sat up, half-closing her eyes as she looked at Wang Daming kneeling before her. She didn't know what he was doing, but she 　　didn't make any further moves. At such close range, Wang Daming, his nostrils filled with a strong fragrance, was 　　oblivious yet intoxicated. He took the entire sock into his mouth and sucked hard, as if the sweet juice 　　were nectar that could save his burning soul. The sock, made of an unknown material, was incredibly smooth. Wang Daming frantically licked it inch by inch, eventually 　　reaching the ankle. Only then did Wang Daming realize that compared to this tender skin, the sock, though 　　a delicacy he had never dared to dream of before, still couldn't compare to the girl's body. His tongue swirled around the perfectly protruding ankle a few 　　times. Wang Daming, his head almost burning, realized how foolish he had been. He then slipped his tongue into the seam of the sock and 　　peeled it off, the touch along the way already driving him wild with pleasure. After removing his socks, he no longer cared about admiring the 　　heartbreakingly beautiful curves. Instead, he roughly sucked on her toes. With a "whoosh," Wang Daming felt as if the 　　whole world had vanished. Water magic made every part of his body so moist that it seemed as if 　　water could seep out with the slightest effort, even his toes. His body, encased in socks, emitted a fragrant aroma. The intense 　　scent made Wang Daming forget everything, especially the liquid and dirt on the soles of his feet from rigorous practice all day. 　　Even swallowing just a little made Wang Daming feel as if he had taken an overdose of drugs, leaving him dizzy and disoriented. 　　Women in his world could never have such skin, such a scent, could they? "Hehe, it tickles so much 　　," Amaranta said, trying to pull her feet away, but Wang Daming wouldn't let go. "Alright, alright, I won't move anymore." 　　Amaranta comforted him indulgently, leaning against the ivory bed, stretching out her toes to let Wang Daming lick them. It was ticklish but not uncomfortable 　　, so she didn't resist. After licking away the little bit of sweat and dirt, that intoxicating scent didn't 　　fade, but filled Wang Daming's entire chest and brain. However, this made Wang Daming experience 　　the perfect curves and smooth texture of her delicate feet even more clearly. He probed his tongue into the tiny gaps between her toes, taking the last bit of residue 　　into his mouth, and then taking each small toe in turn. Sure enough, the girls in the magical world were 　　perfect, without any flaws in the smallest details. But having just one toe in his mouth made Wang Daming feel 　　restless. He opened his mouth wide and tried to swallow. Amaranta's delicate feet were already slender and exquisite, and 　　Wang Daming had taken the entire toe into his mouth. "Hehe, why are you in such a hurry?" Amaranta tried to pull away 　　, but Wang Daming held her tightly with his lips. The little princess playfully tugged back and forth a few times, 　　intensifying the sensation on his lips and giving Wang Daming a strange pleasure in his mouth. His freed hands hurriedly 　　pulled out his penis and frantically masturbated it inside his pulled-down socks. 　　The man, who had only ever fantasized while watching porn, quickly filled Xiuya's socks with his filthy fluids under such stimulation.

Just as he relaxed, Amaranta pulled her toes out, splattering saliva that covered his entire toe in
Wang Daming's filthy saliva. "Giggle," Amaranta laughed gleefully, like a victorious little girl.
To her, it was like a fun game. In a world where the male species had vanished before the Common Era
, girls here naturally didn't have any concept of self-defense techniques.
Exhausted from using her mental energy, Amaranta lay motionless on the bed after her laughter, letting
the strange familiar she had summoned gently lick her body. Wang Daming's agitated state subsided somewhat after ejaculating,
and he didn't even have time to despise his unhelpful little brother. The brother's poor performance led him to caress the girl's perfect
, flawless body even more meticulously . He sucked on Princess Xiuya's toes, and seemingly due to magic, this
body seemed to exude sweet juices with the slightest pressure. His tongue
roughly swept along her warm, moist body without causing him thirst; instead, the perfect touch stimulated him to continuously secrete saliva,
making the girl's entire body wet. He lifted the girl's arm and used his tongue to wash back and forth
across Amaranta's smooth, almost... The skin, creating resistance, held each slender, flawless finger in
his mouth until he could no longer endure it. He then probed the girl's equally smooth and tender armpits with his tongue, and a sweet, almost poisonous
scent filled his nostrils—not the dirty bodily fluids secreted by women of similar structure on Earth
. Watching Amaranta allow Wang Daming to lick and caress her, as if she truly treated it
as a game played by her strange familiar, Wang Daming's lust swelled infinitely.
Lying on the bed, Amaranta did not react to Wang Daming's actions. Responding, Wang Daming breathed heavily
, slightly straightening up. He placed his hastily wiped, soiled lower body, cleansed with his shoes and socks, into the princess's
delicate, soft palm. The girl's hands, seemingly created using 3D effects, were slender and beautiful, warm and smooth,
as if radiating a faint glow. Despite her frail body, the sight of her was even
more beautiful than any computer-generated simulation, causing Wang Daming to almost lose his balance upon touching her. Then,
as if sensing the familiar's pleasure, Amaranta also gently gripped and caressed him. Her fingers brushed across the man's sensitive
areas, sending a jolt like an electric current through him, yet the actual sensation was entirely different. Even a simple touch brought
him immense pleasure. Unable to stand, he practically leaned against the headboard, completely unable to take the initiative.
He could only be pampered and brought pleasure by his mistress, who seemed to sense his thoughts. The frail man quickly
succumbed again, deliberately smearing his filthy bodily fluids on the flawless princess's body. Looking at the filthy
body, Amaranta gave a helpless smile, though she didn't want to completely... His native language, however,
was a simple matter for a spellcaster, a mere act of cleaning, controlling the water to wash over his body before
preparing to sleep.
Completely satisfied by this simple act of lewdness, Wang Daming felt a wave of exhaustion and slowly
fell asleep before the princess's bed.
This was the spacious central hall of the princess's residence, serving as the node for accessing energy from the magic network and
the center of the entire aerial courtyard. Profound and incomprehensible runes floated throughout the vast space.
Wang Daming, now completely naked, stood on the high platform in the center of the hall, while Amaranta wore... The princess
, dressed in a relaxed and casual white dress with pink petals, wore her waist-length light blue hair simply
parted in two and styled behind her head. She gazed at the man's body with interest, occasionally
reaching out to gently touch him. Behind her floated a pure white girl in mid-air. Most striking
were her enormous wings, fully unfurled and emitting wisps of white light. These wings,
supported by the immense energy of a magical node, were the very wings of the archangel Phil, a creation of God, who usually only moved within the mansion.
Possessing boundless power and wisdom, it is usually the core of information exchange and energy control within a residence.
Amaranta couldn't immediately identify her peculiar familiar, so she simply connected to her angel
to verify.
Phil suddenly opened his eyes, a smile appearing on his face. In the distant hall, neatly dressed maids stood
in two rows, unable to resist casting curious glances in their direction. Wang Daming felt his lower body uncontrollably and slowly
swell, becoming completely uncontrollable. "Damn, although I'm basically a masochist, I shouldn't have exhibitionist tendencies, right?"
"Data matching complete. Your familiar has been confirmed as
a man who disappeared before the era, active in the Primordial Era and the Chaos Era." The search was completed without needing to connect to the entire time information center. After all,
although it was sensorily unfamiliar, men themselves weren't an uncommon species.
"A man, what... a man, a man, are you talking about that man?" Although the distant history
prevented Amaranta from recognizing it immediately, as a knowledgeable spellcaster, she had
a general understanding of the term.
"Hmm, although their origins are somewhat different, they are essentially the same kind of creature. It seems this magic trial
has been even more successful than expected. A plane where men exist as civilized beings must be separated from our world by
countless world barriers."
"The legendary source of filth, male?" Amaranta suddenly noticed this, her fingers unconsciously
touching Wang Daming's uncontrollable erection. This touch made his body tremble violently.
"Hehe, just like the legendary creature. The pleasure brought by a body full of sensory organs
," the princess said with great interest, beginning to stroke the man back and forth with her smooth palm, watching his reaction.
"Driven by bodily desires, the will generates desires, but cannot control them. A mind-disordered lower-
body animal, is there really such a species?" Amaranta's smooth palm seemed to possess a strange magic.
"That's not all. You said he doesn't possess any magical energy, meaning
the energy in his world is extremely scarce. If a civilization develops to a certain level, according to their distorted worldview
, they might even believe that matter determines consciousness, and that physiological factors are the fundamental determinant of the mind. If provoked..."
"Even with conscious resistance, the stimulation of the body inevitably brings pleasure, doesn't it, man?"
A holy and solemn angel, with a mysterious smile, suddenly moved in front of him, gently opened her mouth,
and took the symbol of masculinity into her mouth, looking at him with an ambiguous, playful smile.
"A distorted worldview..." Wang Daming gasped, being played with like this, "Being stimulated like this...
isn't this... just natural?"
"Hoo hoo, can't even speak properly anymore?" The princess covered her mouth and chuckled, watching the archangel stimulate the man
's body. "How about it? If you were a man, being played with like this by a pure and noble angel, wouldn't
you already find it hard to control yourself?"
The angel, created from energy, could freely switch the form of his body.
The angel, radiating pure white light, hovered in front of him, revealing a peculiar smile, gently licking with the tip of its tongue. Wang Daming
could only feel his body entering a wonderful place he had never dared to imagine. The nimble tongue
probed into the foreskin, sweeping across the sensitive glans, making Wang Daming unsteady on his feet. It wasn't just the tip of the tongue that went
in; it was as if the entire penis had become three-dimensional, receiving intense stimulation from the permeating energy
. However, only the most sensitive part was being stimulated, which did not help to relieve the aroused desire. Wang Daming straightened his body and
leaned forward somewhat timidly, wanting to penetrate more into the angel's mouth.
Noticing the man's movements, the angel gently shook her head, her small mouth seemingly effortlessly
enveloping the entire shaft. Although squeezed to the maximum extent by the angel's pure mouth, it still slowly and firmly
penetrated, even piercing into the narrow throat. But at this moment, Wang Daming could no longer enjoy this impossible
pleasure. The inferior Southbound Kingdom he carried as an Earthling quickly began to ejaculate wildly under Phil's few sucking and licking
, injecting filthy fluids into the glowing angel's mouth.
Phil slowly flew back into the air, spitting the filthy liquid onto his palm. Amaranta walked to
Wang Daming, who was sitting on the ground, gently touched it with her fingertip, and tasted it. "What a strange taste
..."
The angel smiled beautifully. "Your body, although unused, possesses the same
system. Let this man let you experience this pleasure."
Amaranta, seemingly understanding, sat on the luxurious seat in the center of the hall, gently lifting her skirt
to reveal her pink lower body. She then sat down on the magnificent chair in front of the hall. What seemed like a lewd action was
actually full of nobility and elegance.
"What are you still standing there for? A man, you should like it, right?"
"I should... I really like it." Understanding the angel's meaning, Wang Daming suddenly didn't know what kind of world he
had transmigrated to, but in any case, this world was truly, truly, too damn wonderful.
With no other options to consider, Wang Daming pulled down Amaranta's pink panties and was immediately
stunned by the sight before him. Wang Daming was a shameful virgin, but he was a cultured,
resource-rich virgin of the 21st century. He had seen countless women's genitals in various forms; in a man's eyes, the opposite sex's organs
naturally possess sexual appeal. However, the pale pink of a young girl's body—even an alien
would consider it a flawless work of art. Wang Daming's mind was either wandering aimlessly or simply incapable of thought.
Wang Daming frantically caressed the girl's body with his rough tongue. Amaranta trembled slightly and let out a soft
cry, "Oh, it feels so strange." The man's tongue explored the girl's body, sending
wonderful sensations through her. The sweet, smooth texture of his tongue and the alluring fragrance emanating from the flawless body of the girl
made him unconsciously breathe greedily into her nostrils. His breath blew onto the princess's sensitive lower body.
It was different from the world he had been in before, but Wang Daming could imagine that the nectar flowing from this beautiful garden
was fragrant, sweet, and unimaginable—a taste he had never experienced before. Intoxicated by this beautiful scent,
his head was spinning. He greedily sucked, his tongue penetrating deep into Amaranta's shimmering body
. His face was buried between the girl's legs. Experiencing such stimulation for the first time, Amaranta unconsciously
moved her legs, her snow-white, smooth thighs pressed against his face, the warm fragrance filling his nostrils. His nose
lightly touched Amaranta's soft skin, and the princess let out another sweet moan, tilting her head back to feel the
wonderful sensation emanating from her body. She groaned softly as a small, alluring object emerged from the crevice. Wang
Daming had never seen a girl's body like this before. His eyes widened as he stared at the red bean, his intense, excited gaze
almost melting it. Could this be the legendary clitoris of a young girl?
His tongue trembled as it pressed against it, intimately touching the trembling red bean. His lips followed,
kissing the bean and sucking it into his mouth. His tongue and lips gently licked and sucked at it, tenderly licking
and drawing in the ever-increasing delicious nectar flowing from the girl's private parts. His tongue stretched far, penetrating deep
into the tender crevice of the girl's garden, sucking the nectar and creating even more, as if producing the maximum dose of a drug. Beyond its
inherent sweetness, this was not a delusion born of his excitement, but rather the perfect constitution of the girls in this world
. Amaranta could feel the smooth, thick tongue moving skillfully there, bringing her waves
of warm sensation. The intense stimulation made her let out a soft moan, a trembling
sound. Her pale hands unconsciously stroked the man's head, seeking more pleasure. This seemed to be his greatest
encouragement, making her lick even more vigorously. Wang Daming almost roughly took her clitoris into his mouth,
greedily sucking with his tongue, causing Amaranta to scream softly again. Hearing his mistress's seductive voice
, Wang Daming kissed her vulva passionately, his tongue dancing wildly, licking the entrance of her vagina with even greater intensity
.
Amaranta's cheeks flushed, emitting low cries. Now she could only lean weakly against the back of the chair,
letting out intermittent, delicate moans, feeling the accumulating pleasure beneath her.
Wang Daming was no longer able to think clearly; his tongue instinctively moved faster and faster, rapidly exploring and robbing.
As the sweet juices flowed continuously from the girl's body, Amaranta let out a sweet cry, her thighs
clamping tightly around the man's head beneath her. Her body trembled; the source of pleasure she had never touched before was
releasing an unprecedented and exquisite joy. A large amount of nectar flowed from the princess's garden, and Wang Daming sucked it vigorously
, not wanting to miss a single drop. If he had to describe it, it was as if molten lava had been poured into his brain
—an intense pleasure, a warm current flowing through his entire body. The object beneath him swelled to an unprecedented degree
, the power of that warm current even giving him the illusion that it would burst open at any moment.
"What a strange feeling," Amaranta murmured repeatedly. "No wonder men are so obsessed ." With a blush of intoxication, the princess gently brushed aside her disheveled hair; her alluring beauty 　　captivated everyone
around her . 　　Although he was a submissive, Wang Daming still made a choice based on his male instincts in the face of the situation. He quickly 　　stood up and, taking advantage of the princess's limp body leaning back in the chair, 　　thrust his engorged member into her beautiful garden. 　　"Ugh!" The princess let out a high-pitched groan. The pressure from her trembling body made Wang Daming's lower body go numb, 　　almost unable to stand. But what surprised Wang Daming was that the expected resistance did not exist. 　　Amaranta, who was definitely still a virgin, did not feel any discomfort after being penetrated, nor did he feel that he had passed through 　　the obstacle he expected to exist. Neither Amaranta nor Phil 　　stopped his sudden action. The princess was only focused on carefully feeling the stimulation, which was completely different from before. 　　The warm, slippery cavity felt like countless tiny, electric-charge-like soft tongues, fiercely 　　squeezed and pressed by the dense flesh walls. Driven by frenzied desire, the man unleashed a brutal, unskilled rage, craving the most intense stimulation. Even though 　　he had just ejaculated, this first true penetration of a woman's body quickly became unbearable again 　　. What he couldn't compare to was the stimulation this perfect body provided— 　　a stimulation beyond the reach of any ordinary person from his previous world, achieved through any means or imagination. After only 　　a dozen or so thrusts, the tingling sensation in his tailbone was uncontrollable. Wang Daming frantically pulled the 　　slender Amaranta into his arms, thrusting his lower body into the princess's body with all his might. 　　Sensing the meaning behind the man's actions, the angel behind him chuckled softly, "This 　　won't satisfy the master." Looking at the man, who was almost unable to stand, she revealed an evil smile, 　　a pure white light flashing in her hand as she injected it into Wang Daming's body, solidifying his male organ in its most ferocious state. 　　His penis, already at its limit, pulsated and began to spray white fluid, but the strange magic prevented 　　it from softening. The man, barely managing to thrust his lower body deep into the princess's depths, continued 　　to ejaculate amidst the ultimate pleasure. The ever-increasing intensity of the pleasure caused the overwhelmed Wang Daming to collapse limply to 　　the ground. 　　Still unsatisfied, the princess, feeling that her familiar beneath her could no longer move, sat up and, without 　　any instruction, took the initiative to sit on top of the man, using a woman-on-top position to let his erection rub against 　　the areas that brought her pleasure. This gave Wang Daming even more intense stimulation. However, under Phil's magical control, even though he had 　　reached this level, a state that a normal man could never imagine, his body had long since 　　given in, but the penis, still showing no signs of softening under the magic's influence, continued to receive all the pleasure perfectly 　　, causing Wang Daming to scream wildly. With each rise and fall, 　　a thick, white fluid was continuously squeezed out of the princess's body. It was the semen that the penis, which had been in a state of constant ejaculation, had filled Amaranta 　　's uterus. Behold the chaotic scene before him, the stunning princess, her face flushed crimson, lifted the stained 　　, disheveled hem of her skirt, revealing her long, flowing, aquamarine hair. Immersed in desire, the princess radiated a dazzling, alluring beauty, 　　causing Phil to unconsciously flap his wings and leap forward, capturing her cherry-like lips with his own. His small, agile 　　tongue probed into her fiery mouth, silencing Amaranta's high-pitched moans, and they engaged in a passionate kiss. 　　As a fervent foot fetishist, the angel's bare feet, so close to him, shone with a crystalline brilliance 　　, as beautiful as her entire body. But the accumulated pleasure was too intense; even though he instinctively wanted to taste them, he 　　was utterly unable to move a single part of his body, not even his brain cells. 　　Fortunately, just before he lost consciousness, Amaranta, whose body was also experiencing this for the first time and was naturally sensitive, 　　stiffened. The orifice that had already given him immense stimulation tightened and writhed again, and the scalding nectar 　　poured onto his most sensitive glans. The princess's fluids still carried the intense stimulation of molten iron. It 　　wasn't just wishful thinking; even without any stimulation, this fluid alone was enough to bring him to orgasm. 　　In the man's mind, it felt as if his entire soul had gathered in his lower body, being violently ejaculated. 　　A new day had arrived. Whether last night should be called a romantic encounter or not, the man's 　　thoughts had become completely incapable of any other activity. The gift package could be considered later. The beautiful mistress didn't resist 　　his lewd actions, making Wang Daming feel that life in this other world was full of anticipation. 　　This kind of life made the man who was still considering whether he had a transmigration gift package stop worrying. Or, 　　even if he were to spend his whole life as the princess's pet in this mansion, it would still be a paradise he never dared to dream of before 　　. Why bother leveling up, fighting monsters, or vying for supremacy? 　　Besides, even in this unprecedentedly blissful harem state, Wang Daming 　　's body still needs time to recover. Although his energy 　　recovers faster after signing a contract with the princess, his inherent nature prevents him from 　　focusing solely on *that* kind of thing day and night in this paradise. Therefore, Wang Daming also has moments of leisure to learn about the 　　general situation of this world. This world has no male beings, and nourished by spiritual energy, there 　　are no ugly women. Even when the vitality of their souls diminishes and their spirits return to the world's will 　　, the women of this world retain their most beautiful state. In other words, he doesn't need to worry about...

Will Amaranta grow old and become an old witch, or marry some random prince?
Even if she's a masochist, Wang Daming can't bear the thought of his goddess being touched and defiled by other men. NTR
is absolutely forbidden. This world's setting is truly amazing!
However, the princess, with her normal routine, although she has tasted that sweet feeling and doesn't resist
it, can't possibly keep playing that kind of pleasurable game with him forever. In this world abundant with spiritual energy,
the powerful soul force makes human will incredibly strong. They can savor
pleasure strong enough to turn beings in the purely physical world into idiots, but they can also control any desire at will. However, Wang Daming soon
discovered that this didn't affect his happiness.
Wang Daming wandered aimlessly. Amaranta's princess residence was a floating courtyard supported by magical technology
. From the magic array surrounding the courtyard, one could see the entire capital city. But so far, this
leisurely life was already quite good.
This place seemed to be where pretty maids rested and changed. Rows of counters displayed adorable ribbon
dresses, while the floor was cluttered with black and white socks haphazardly stuffed into shoes. A
bittersweet scent filled the air.
Back on Earth, Wang Daming had never been to
the dwelling of a woman—or rather, a woman whose existence he could barely fantasize about. He often imagined secretly searching for the
beautiful, fragrant items that girls had removed from their homes, but he had never actually done it. Perhaps, in such a mundane
world, the realization of imagined wonderful situations wasn't necessarily a good thing.
But now, Wang Daming felt as if he were in paradise. He randomly picked up a cute little flat
shoe, took a deep breath, and filled his lungs with its fragrant aroma.
The maids in the princess's mansion were all beauties of exceptional caliber. They stuffed the sweet-smelling stockings, carelessly placed on the shoes
, into their mouths, sucking frantically, burying their noses deep inside the shoes to breathe deeply. But with
such precious treasures scattered everywhere, the man was like a pauper who had stumbled upon a treasure trove. He greedily grabbed another
pair of pure white over-the-knee stockings and sniffed them wildly. His frantic, shameless actions were utterly pathetic.
He roughly thrust his already swollen lower body into the small, cute leather shoes, rubbing back and forth. The grime on the soles
seeped into his sensitive glans, making his body ache. But after smearing the filthy fluid all over the shoes, the man
greedily picked up a silky short stocking and put it on his penis, bringing yet another completely different sensation. The man
could no longer restrain himself. He used the other shoe to cover his source of pleasure and began to inject the fluid, smearing it onto the girl
's shoes and stockings.
"You disgusting male!" Still basking in the afterglow of his climax, Wang Daming abruptly looked up. He saw the door
open, and the maid, who had been resting, entered. She witnessed the man's lewd actions and instinctively frowned, feeling
disgusted.
His poor little brother was still being violently shoved into his small leather shoe, continuing to throb.
Cecil, the petite woman with neat purple hair, was a very capable and assertive girl,
the head maid of the princess's residence.
Sure enough, in this wonderfully designed world, a certain man's moral boundaries had completely disappeared. It
was actually quite normal for someone to appear at this time, but amidst his panic, Wang Daming was more
expectant than anything else.
Cecil slapped the man across the face, but this action didn't bring him much
pain; instead, it brought a mixed feeling of excitement and stimulation. Cecil then flipped Wang Daming to the ground.
She stepped on him with her shoe . "Do you like this so much?"
"Miss Cecil, please punish me severely!" the shameless man shouted, picking up
the small, pretty flat leather shoe in front of him and sniffing it wildly.
Cecil stared at the man in a daze, completely at a loss. "You kind of guy...
" With a kick, she put the man down. "Since you like it so much, then we'll mercifully satisfy the princess's familiar
!"
Sure enough, in the hall that day, having witnessed the princess's performance,
the maids of the princess's mansion, who were actually quite idle, were very curious about this man.
A smiling girl who looked a little mischievous was the first to come to Wang Daming. She took off
her pretty shoes and stepped on Wang Daming's face. The fresh leather smell
and the unique fragrance of a young girl, which had been covered all day, filled Wang Daming's nostrils and brain with an amazing force, making him greedily
gasp for breath, trying to capture every breath. Seeing the man's disheveled state, the girl giggled
, shifting the position of her feet. When she felt the temperature of her feet gradually cool and the scent dissipate,
the mischievous girl moved away. Another maid quickly kicked off her shoe and stepped on his face, releasing
a different, yet equally alluring, scent. Wang Daming couldn't resist sticking out his tongue, brazenly
chasing the intoxicating aroma on his face. The girl whose foot was being licked couldn't help but laugh uncontrollably. Finally regaining her
balance, she forcefully shoved her foot into Wang Daming's mouth. This action gave Wang Daming immense satisfaction;
his mouth gaped open, and he tried to reach out, only to feel a sharp, piercing touch on his palms. His sides were firmly
pinned down by other girls, rendering him unable to move. Although the stockings felt comfortable, Wang Daming could only
passively endure the girls' repeated stomping into his mouth, writhing excitedly on the ground.
Surrounded by maids and pinned to the ground by two women, unable to move, several
delicate feet covered his mouth and nose, suffocating him in ecstasy. He could only hear the girls'
laughter. Suddenly, someone kicked open his clothes and rubbed his small
nipples with a hard-soled leather shoe, causing Wang Daming to tremble violently. The girls, finding this increasingly amusing, used magic to quickly
strip Wang Daming naked, allowing him to directly experience the sensations of feet—whether clad in shoes, stockings, or even bare
feet—trampling and rubbing against his body. Wang Daming couldn't help but writhe, but his hands were...
Firmly pressed down, his naked body, unable to move, made his breathing increasingly rapid, and
the sweet scent deepened.
Someone, curious about his erect penis, gave it a light kick. Even
with his hands restrained, Wang Daming arched his back, attracting the girls' attention. One
girl mischievously rubbed it with the sole of her shoe, causing him to groan weakly as his body went limp. The different texture
of her foot pressed against his sensitive genitals; Wang Daming felt the hard sole pressing against a soft,
bare foot, grinding against him. Overwhelmed by intense pleasure, Wang Daming
opened his mouth in vain as a warm, sole of his foot pierced it forcefully. The slender toes almost reached his throat.
Violated by the girl's foot, his brain seemed to transform into a gigantic vulva, saliva
gushing out like a stream of vaginal fluid. This gave the petite girl a new kind of pleasure, as she repeatedly
tried to bury her small feet into his mouth. Under the intense stimulation, Wang Daming felt his consciousness gradually fading, and he quickly ejaculated
onto the girl's soft soles and hard shoe soles. The girl gasped softly, looking at her stretched-out feet, and angrily
stomped on his soft penis on the ground. The limp penis, softened after ejaculation, was being rubbed and
kneaded by the girl, creating a strange sensation. Before Wang Daming could regain his arousal, he began to ejaculate
white fluid continuously.
When the man awoke, aside from the dim light, he felt as if he were on a cloud in heaven, surrounded
by a rich fragrance. He sat up, feeling soft and light, only to find himself lying weakly
among the shoes, socks, and clothes carelessly discarded by the girl. It seemed the maids considered these soiled items unnecessary to recycle.
They had gathered all the messy trash on the floor and tossed it into the underground garbage heap. However,
unlike what he expected, this heap was filled with discarded, yet still pristine-looking clothes and shoes, filled with a
fermented, strong fragrance that the man found incredibly appealing. It almost made the already exhausted man
writhe again, rubbing his limp lower body against the clothes. He picked up a small shoe, inhaling the elegant, cool fragrance—
though different, it seemed to be the scent of his princess.
In the corners, there were some strange objects. In one corner, he even saw a television set,
and... was this a vibrator?
It seemed that after that intercourse, it wasn't just his imagination; his physical condition and recovery ability
had returned. After such an intense day, waking up felt like a full-fledged resurrection.
In short, he was back to that state of unsatisfied, lust-driven rage.
It wasn't until three days later that the man returned to the surface. The reason? Probably because he got lost. Perhaps
… there was also a significant factor: the attitude revealed by the maids' behavior filled him with longing and
gave him immense motivation.
However, the previously naked Wang Daming, now dressed in Adidas, stood
before a strange, shimmering array of light—or perhaps a device—and began to marvel. This was indeed a higher world, defying Wang Daming's common sense
. Playing with his PSP 2222, the man felt a sense of utter bewilderment. Yes,
he wasn't mistaken; it was the PSP 2222, an item created directly from his description.
Looking at the device before him, this man, whose brain had probably turned to semen, finally had a moment to express
his astonishment.
The princess's residence, suspended in mid-air, saw no purchasing activities. In other words,
trade and markets simply didn't exist in this world. Hard to imagine? But seeing what's before you, this
is the normal state of affairs, isn't it?
In this world of extreme energy abundance, people commonly use energy conversion
devices that can be called creation machines. These machines can directly generate any item needed out of thin air. With this mechanism,
there's no distinction between valuable and worthless "items" in this world. The creation machines offer
extremely user-friendly and detailed item options, much like Taobao 20,000 years ago, except that after selection
, creation begins immediately.
At most, there's a forum-like exchange where women analyze their ingenious ideas. This
level of exchange is mostly on an artistic level; the development of functional items requires no effort from them.
In countless lower planes, those races struggling for survival possess comprehensive talents, and this information can be readily
accessed from top to bottom. That's why he was thrown into that place before. In this world
, there's no concept of saving or wasting. The fickle girls just
pile up clothes and miscellaneous items they no longer care about or use in a special recycling room. As time passes, or
something similar, these things are directly decomposed and disappear. Hmm, there's
no way to discover more secrets about this world this time. The man's brief state of lucidity seems to be ending.
In the spacious back garden of the floating manor, the dappled sunlight and the milky-white energy
bands flowing through the courtyard make the whole world seem like an unbelievable dreamlike paradise. Amaranta hangs in mid-air, surrounded
by a water-blue halo interspersed with intricate and difficult-to-understand runes. Although it also looks like a mage's professional attire
, the subtle accessories and the patterns that sway with the long skirt reveal a completely different style of beauty.
The man, gazing at Amaranta suspended in mid-air, peacefully meditating amidst the light and shadow, felt
his blood boil again, fueled by lust. His gaze swept over the princess. Lina, who served Amaranta closely,
blushed slightly. Looking at the dazed Wang Daming, she softly said, "Do you want it like last time? Her Highness
can't be with you now, but I can let you lick me." Hearing this, Wang Daming stared blankly at
the gentle, shy girl before him, a fire igniting in his chest. He nodded vigorously. As the princess
's personal maid, Lina possessed the gentleness, attentiveness, and patience of the ideal lover.
The maids of the princess's residence all wore beautiful maid outfits, black knee-high stockings, and delicate...
Lina, wearing small leather shoes, gently sat down on a nearby gazebo, dangling her feet in mid-air.
She cast a reserved yet encouraging glance at Wang Daming. To Wang Daming, this look could only be described as sexy. It was a
completely different feeling from when he had been played with by the maids. The gentle girl had meticulously presented the dirt between each of her toes
for other men to savor.
Wang Daming immediately knelt at Lina's feet, forcefully tearing off the exquisite leather boots, causing the maid to frown slightly.
Wang Daming quickly pressed his nose to hers, giving her toes no room to breathe. The long-cherished
sweet scent instantly filled his nasal cavity, making him almost faint. The same intoxicating aroma, but
with a slight tartness, unlike Amaranta, was different—obvious yet indescribable. Forgetting
his previous thoughts, Wang Daming simply took deep breaths, letting the air enter his body. Lina smiled gently
, kicked off her other shoe, and her two slender feet comfortably pressed against his face, causing the man
to gasp.
"Have you smelled enough? Is that enough?" Lina gently stepped on the man's foot, bringing him back to his senses
. The man unfastened one of the maid's stockings and began to gently lick her sole with his tongue. The alluring
fragrance of her feet made the man's heart flutter, and he inhaled deeply, hoping to smell more. Wang Daming gently
pressed his face against the beautifully curved instep of Lina's foot. Her instep and toes were cool and smooth, carrying
a sweet fragrance. Excitedly, Wang Daming licked all five toes from big to little toe,
carefully cleaning between them. He even occasionally put the entire front of her foot in his mouth. Then came her feet. Grabbing her ankles, her pink
toes were like flower petals, the five toes arranged from largest to smallest, smooth and delicate like scallions. Wang Daming lifted her foot
to admire her soles; the lines on the soles were clear, slightly pink, plump and adorable, the five pink toes, like flower petals,
stretching upwards.
Lina's big toe twitched slightly in her mouth, prompting the man to quickly and slowly withdraw her
saliva-covered toe, holding his breath and squatting on the ground. Lina giggled, tickled. As if encouraged, Daming
licked even more vigorously. Lina then closed her eyes and stopped speaking, occasionally letting out a lazy, comfortable moan.
Indeed, the girls in this world had flawless bodies. With abundant energy, according to martial arts novels
, every girl here possessed a physical quality that could be considered innate;
any imperfections caused by incomplete physiological mechanisms were nonexistent. Of course, the maids in the princess's mansion
were actually quite idle most of the time. Lina's feet were delicate and smooth, without any calluses
or other unpleasant skin. Wang Daming sucked on each toe ingratiatingly, the slightest
curve of each toe a perfect arc, touching the heart. Lina felt very comfortable being licked, closing her eyes contentedly.
Wang Daming's tongue skillfully traversed each toe, carefully experiencing the girl's almost
delicate touch. Licking down the soles of her feet, the soft heels had a sensual curve. Wang Daming gently bit
her elastic heels, his tongue playfully hooking the soles, making Lina let out a crisp laugh. While having her
soles licked, Lina mischievously pinched his nose and mouth shut with her left big toe and index finger, while using
the broad, flat part of her other foot to press down on the man's mouth, suffocating Wang Daming and preventing him from breathing, allowing her to more
deeply inhale the girl's scent.
Only after teasing the poor man to the point of being unable to breathe did Lina smile gently, then gently inserted her toes into
the familiar's mouth again, rubbing her other, unlicked foot against Wang Daming's head. Her toes, held in his mouth,
writhed like snakes, playing with his clumsy tongue. The delicate stockings had a wonderful tactile feel, and as she rubbed them against his feet
, the man's desire gradually intensified.
The gentle maid emboldened the man, who wanted to realize his countless fantasies. In
broad daylight, he took out his meager resources and let the maid hold him with her warm feet. As
the maid moved, Wang Daming pressed his body against the girl, greedily inhaling her fragrance, and
stuffing the loose stockings into his mouth, sucking on them greedily.
Following the familiar's instructions, Lina seemed to find it amusing, stomping lightly or heavily with her feet, using
her stockinged foot and the bare sole of her other foot to touch and rub the man's sensitive areas. As the princess
's personal maid, Lina's comprehension was quite strong; she quickly mastered the methods to bring pleasure to the man.
She could grasp the technique after just one touch, using her long toes to pinch the man's sensitive area, while
her other, already wet stockinged foot, rubbed it with the sole of her foot. She gently kneaded the base of his penis with one foot, while the
sole of her other foot pressed against the glans. This direct rubbing sent a tingling sensation through the man, making him almost unable to stand, yet he
still greedily pressed the sensitive tip against her sole. Lina continued to rub up and down with her sole, causing the man to
tremble rapidly under her rapidly developing skills. Wang Daming grasped Lina's soft, boneless foot, pressing it
firmly between his legs, and began to ejaculate intensely.
The exquisite pleasure made Wang Daming's maid, as gentle as a dead dog, pant. From this angle,
the sunlight filtering through the trees shone on her face, giving it an alluring blush, and he was momentarily stunned.
This simple, carefree life made Wang Daming somewhat disoriented. Lying
on the lawn in the princess's garden, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, he idly gazed at the sky. On Earth, where he was a
slave to mortgages, credit cards, and various other things, struggling to survive, this life, as the princess's familiar, even
gave him a sense of happiness.
Now he finally understood the attitudes of girls in this world towards the things that fascinated him.
He could even see Wang Daming, when aroused, shamelessly grabbing any
girl who aroused him, shamelessly pestering her for foot licking, facial riding, and sexual intercourse. He wasn't as gentle and
charming as Lina, who manipulated a greedy man; at least she was willing to offer a foot to satisfy him.
And if she has the time, she would also love to let a man bring her that sweet pleasure under her skirt. Such a life
is truly an unimaginable paradise.
Just as the man, lost in thought, began to feel impulsive again, a familiar, beautiful face appeared above
him.
"Mr. Daming!" A blushing Lina called out to Wang Daming, peering at the man lying on the ground. He
looked at the gentle girl. "What is it?" "Well, although the Princess's residence is shrouded in an energy
barrier, Her Highness the Princess also said that you come from a lower energy world, and the energy infusion is almost constant
. So you should still want to eat, right? And it's good for your health too." "Hmm?" Wang Daming
then realized that the concept of eating in this world seemed completely different from his own. Even Wang Daming,
an Earthling, hadn't felt hungry after living in this world for so long. He
hadn't even noticed such an important fact. Indeed, a man driven by desire is a beast, even
worse than a beast. For a beast, forgetting to eat is absolutely unthinkable for the sake of sex. The maid smiled and
gestured for the man to follow.
Following Lina to a secluded, clean little house, Wang Daming was puzzled. Was this the princess's
dining hall? Why did its size and location seem so strange? Lina gently pushed open the door. Although the layout
was slightly different, this structure clearly indicated it was a toilet. "This is what I just
excreted, it should still be warm, please use it." The gentle, shy maid stared wide-eyed,
earnestly inviting him to taste her excrement! Wang Daming felt like he couldn't catch his breath. "You...
eat this?" Wang Daming asked mechanically. The maid tilted her head in confusion, looking incredibly cute.
"Yes, don't you men all like this? And this stuff that comes out of a girl's body,
it'll be good for you, right? Although I'm not a mage like the princess,
it should still help you right now... at least you won't just be stepped on a few times and ejaculate until you faint." The maid
bit her finger, looking at Wang Daming with some unease. The gentle maid's words immediately put Da Ming in a dilemma.
As a man, he was most afraid of being told he couldn't do it. Although theoretically his
tastes were extremely heavy, in his life on Earth, he only fantasized about such things, and even watching porn
made him feel disgusted by scenes involving excrement.
"No, nothing, I..." Pushing open a small room, Wang Da Ming wondered if it was just his imagination,
but he found no disgusting smell in the air. Instead, there was an indescribable sweet aroma, a
delicious experience unlike any he had ever known of. Just as Lina had described, women were higher-level creations,
with extremely strict and sophisticated requirements for energy intake, while men were omnivorous. Generally speaking, a
woman's energy intake was strictly limited due to her preference and control over it, resulting in
extremely slow initial growth in strength, and she also needed to excrete unusable energy. Men,
on the other hand, could absorb all energy, often achieving rapid growth in a short time, and they didn't have
the concept of excretion; men themselves were considered a source of filth. For example, after years of cultivation, thanks to her accumulated magical abilities,
the abundant resources of the era, and her advanced training methods, Princess finally
completed her trials on her 14th birthday, reaching what is roughly called the Saint Rank in the Chaotic Era. Men, on the other hand, can usually
reach this level in a very short time, but this is essentially the highest limit of male development. Further advancement, even
to comprehending laws or acquiring godhood—higher levels of infinite potential—is simply beyond their reach
. As civilization progresses and the upper limits of what can be achieved increase, this is the fundamental reason why women, in a practical sense, have
driven men away from the world. In the primitive Chaotic Era, the Saint Rank was the highest level that humanity could understand, and
men of that era could still maintain control over the world. In the later stages of male existence since the Light Era,
with the development of civilization, a consensus was reached on how to nourish a man: female excrement, after certain
processing, still retains a considerable amount of gentle energy, making it the best food for men.
For living beings, anything that benefits their bodies is naturally perceived as delicious;
even elixirs taste good, and the same principle applies. This actually involves the laws of the world. For
those who rely on the decomposition products of higher species, what is the essential difference between the formation of fruit and the production of excrement?
And for a dung beetle, is there anything more delicious than excrement? Not only in this world, perhaps the legend of a
human princess who, on her escape, was fortunate enough to obtain a
drop of a goddess's tear and thus became a goddess of magic is rather beautiful, but the story of a hero who drank the semen of the God of Light and became invincible is rather...unconventional
. Living beings naturally label what benefits them with liking. No species evolves to
like eating useless things while utterly disliking the substances necessary for survival. In short, which taste
corresponds to which feeling is merely a matter of genetic instinct; sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy are just specific to humans.
This wonderful world! For pathetic Earth men, the women here are perfect, possessing
all the advantages of girls without any of their drawbacks—without! In the previous
world, even someone with Wang Daming's heavy tastes couldn't accept such a scenario. But
with this setup, he truly couldn't resist.
Wang Daming slowly lowered his body. As the distance closed, a sweet scent made his brain
seem poisoned, unable to think. Without any further struggle or consideration, he uncontrollably
extended his tongue. A rich, wonderful taste, unlike anything he had ever tasted before, instantly filled
his brain. This first experience left him almost unable to recall any details. When he came to his senses
, he realized he was licking the remaining residue at the bottom.
"Wang Daming, so you're here?" A surprised voice came from the doorway.
Wang Daming, engrossed in the act, even scrubbing the remnants of the ceramic pottery, and Lina beside him turned around in surprise. They saw Amaranta, dressed in a cute dress,
staring at them in astonishment. Caught in the act of eating another woman's excrement, Wang Daming didn't know how to react.
Amaranta slapped her forehead. "I forgot you need to eat too! But lately I've been practicing magic control
, so I haven't dared to ingest any new energy. How could I... well, I need to poop out." Excited, Wang
Daming stumbled over and rubbed his head against Amaranta's pleated skirt, almost like a spoiled child.
"My dear master, please give me something to eat." "I already said I don't have any..." the innocent princess frowned.
"Then, let me lick it to satisfy my craving!" This was Wang Daming's true intention. "No, I just got dressed
, and this skirt is so long."
Well, actually, such a gorgeous long skirt is one of the factors that makes men very impulsive. In this
highly developed civilization and extremely abundant resources, in a world with only girls, one
can imagine the level of development of clothing and art.
Wang Daming discovered that in this world where women have nothing better to do,
it was common for the princess to change a dozen outfits a day depending on her mood, and even the maids' uniforms were the same.
Amaranta awkwardly turned around, but her exquisite curves only made Wang Daming pounce on her even more frantically, breathing deeply
the sweet scent emanating from between her thighs. "Then let Lina hold up the skirt, just for a moment." "You... alright, alright, Lina,
come here." The princess looked a little aggrieved, but still indulgently complied with Wang Daming's unreasonable request.
The maid beside her chuckled and lifted the gorgeous long skirt. As Amaranta gently pulled down her panties, a fresh fragrance filled
Wang Daming's mouth and nose. He immediately pressed his nose against the princess's cleft. In a daze,
after taking a deep breath of this sweet scent, Wang Daming carefully observed that the pink, chrysanthemum-shaped nipples trembled slightly.
Even though Wang Daming had developed a certain immunity to the smell, he still trembled as he swept his tongue across the beautiful bud.
"Ah." Amaranta breathed a soft sigh of relief. This feeling was so strange. If it weren't for the maid beside her
supporting her, she would have almost fallen over. It felt different from that day, but it was still very comfortable.
The girl's unused anus in the magical world had a rich, almost drug-like sweet fragrance, as if it were
the deepest concentration and fermentation of this sweetness deep within her body. Thanks to this mysterious transmigration, otherwise, even
the most powerful Earthling wouldn't be able to taste such deliciousness! Is this what perks are?! Compared to such
perks, even a portable sweet potato gift pack or a portable god is rubbish!
Looking at the obvious wetness in front and the maid's barely concealed smile, the little princess
angrily stomped on Wang Daming, "I already said there's nothing left, you… hmph, you want to eat, huh? I'll take you
there."

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