The Great Battle of the Liberation of the Futa Heroine Salia's Penis!

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Many renowned heroes throughout the world have answered the king's call, gathering under the golden banner of the Kingdom of Tometor to vanquish the Demon Queen who threatens the world.

The King of Gothia generously provides large rewards and military supplies, and soldiers undergoing rigorous training day and night escort the group deep into the demon realm, ensuring the elite fighting force enters the Demon Queen's castle unscathed. The four legions led by the heroes officially set off, each engaging in battle amidst the perilous Demon Queen's castle!

— The vanguard pioneer team, led by Pritifer, the "Hero of the Divine Sword," wielding the peerless divine sword!

"Bring it on, you evil demon army! I am Priscilla, the chosen one... Priscilla... Ugh... My stomach hurts!"

"There's something wrong with the abalone from last night...! It's going to... it's going to come out...!"

"Fuck fuck fuck my asshole is spitting fire, ugh

...

"The vanguard wiped out? Thank that little brat Pritifis! We'll take over the mission to defeat the Demon King! Bring me my big axe!"

"Lord Kurak! Our equipment crates are full of cabbages...!"

"The rune boxes are stuffed with boiled beans and grated radish! What's wrong with the logistics team?!"

-- The Holy White Magic Circle, led by Amt Warno, a graduate of the "Radiant Hero" Female Mage Academy!

"That gorilla lost? At least it definitely weakened the Demon King's army. Mortals are only fit to be stepping stones for us mages! Oh—hehehe!"

"Report, report... all the charging magic tools haven't replenished their magic power..."

"The emblems brought from the Grand Cathedral are completely unusable... Upon closer inspection, they're all scrap!"

-- This is a support unit led by First-Class Officer Salya Norte, the "Hero of the Royal Army's Logistics Battalion Management Squad," who honorably enlisted through the civil service exam!

"Wait! Don't make a move! I've already dealt with those bastards who look down on the importance of logistics, who always steal the meat during rations, and who call me a loser all the time! We're on the same side! On the same side!"

Salia, who had followed the main force into the Demon King's castle, was the youngest newcomer among the heroes. She had short, neat blonde hair, large, deep blue eyes, and a figure that seemed to have stopped growing before puberty was even over. This girl, who barely reached 1.6 meters in height, had already obtained the Royal Hero qualification at the age of twenty with her shrewd mind and was in charge of managing the logistics unit, which had a meager budget and was looked down upon by heroes from all sides. Led by Pritifis, the renowned heroes completely disregarded Salia, who had obtained her hero's certificate through a written exam, treating her as a fellow hero. They mocked her as their provider, were always picky about supplies, and discarded her once the mission was successful. Salia, unable to bear it any longer, finally snapped during the mission to defeat the Demon King.

From the moment she entered the Demon King's castle, Salia ordered her subordinates to disarm and raise the white flag. This hero didn't brandish her longsword, chant incantations, or raise her shield with great flair; instead, with an innocent, harmless smile, she grinned and made a "V" sign as if she were having her portrait painted by an old painter on the roadside, until she was captured by the Demon King's army.

After the defeated expeditionary force of heroes, the Demon King's army launched a massive offensive against the Tometo Kingdom. Without Pritifis fighting on the front lines, without Agroni holding the line, without Amut's decisive firepower, and with logistics and command in complete disarray, the kingdom's territory rapidly fell, villages and towns were engulfed in flames, and the flames of war were about to consume the isolated and helpless capital.

At this moment of utter despair, Salia, whom everyone thought had perished, suddenly appeared amidst the Demon King's army. Wielding a peerless divine sword and the emblem of the Holy Temple, she led a squad fully equipped with heavy gear and using advanced magical artifacts, slaying monsters and routing the besieging army, turning the tide of the battle like a savior!

"Unworthy Salia Norte! I have infiltrated the Demon King's castle for many days, solely to assassinate the Demon King who has seized control of the world! Now that the deed is done, the Demon King's offensive will soon crumble! In the name of the Kingdom of Tometor and the King of Goth, I beseech you all to join me in sweeping away the remnants of the demons!"

Salia's heroic and divine appearance on the battlefield greatly shocked the people who longed for a miracle. She was practically an angel sent from heaven to save the world. Her arrival averted a national crisis, and even inspired the defeated and demoralized soldiers, leading them in a desperate counterattack. This hero, who personally led the charge against the demons and achieved feats surpassing those of any other hero of her time, was revered by the world as—"The Hero Who Saved the Nation." A week after the situation in

the

capital was resolved, the Demon King's army scattered as Saria had predicted. The regrouped royal army launched a full-scale attack, gradually reclaiming territory from the outskirts of the capital. Due to an unexpectedly large number of monsters remaining within the territory, the regular army remains low-manpowered, on the verge of national collapse, making the campaign to reclaim lost lands a protracted affair.

Salia, the heroine who once repelled thousands of monsters outside the capital's gates and saved countless lives from annihilation, has been appointed captain of the royal guard and chief advisor for the land reclamation plan, effectively commanding a guard force of fewer than fifty men. Rumors circulate that the King of Gothia, terrified by the war affecting his lands, ordered Salia and the legendary sword to remain by his side. However, this task was actually Salia's own initiative.

"I, Salia, will protect His Majesty the King to the death!"

This grand excuse, so eloquent it brought tears to the eyes of the Gothic King and made him tremble with joy, masked a true reason:

"...With all our magical tools, crests, runes, and high-level equipment wiped out in this battle, only an idiot would go to the battlefield to die."

That's right.

Salia and her subordinates were able to display their prowess in the battle to rescue the capital entirely thanks to the precious items that the Demon King's extermination team had painstakingly gathered from all over the world, sparing no expense or effort. A seasoned Templar might only carry one or two buffs into battle, but Salia's team unleashed every buff they could, using as many expensive healing runes as they could muster. Each member fought the most costly battle of their lives, fueled by abundant buffs and overflowing stamina.

After the battle, aside from Salia's legendary sword, not a single valuable consumable remained. Without multiple buffs and healing runes that could be used only once per drop of blood, even with her incredibly sharp and fragrant sword, Salia wouldn't be foolish enough to rush back to the dangerous battlefield.

Compared to going to the front lines to do arduous tasks that don't pay well and could even cost you your life, turning miraculous victories into political capital and securing a position in the capital is much easier. Plus, there's wine here that makes the soldiers on the front lines envious.

"Boss lady! Two more beers! To celebrate the fifth day of the counterattack!"

"Wow! Captain is so generous! No wonder he's the one who personally repelled the Demon King's army!"

"With Captain protecting us, we're not afraid even if the monsters come a hundred times over!"

"Isn't that obvious?! Who's standing in front of you guys?!"

"Saria Norde! And the peerless sword!"

Before her belly was bulging from the snacks and lukewarm beer, Saria's cheeks were already flushed. Immersed in the cheap and delicious aroma of the beer, she and the members of the Royal Guard raised their empty glasses, stomped their feet on the floor, and urged the tavern owner, who was pouring drinks behind the bar, to hurry up. The proprietress swiftly prepared twelve glasses of beer on the bar, flicked a rag at the drunkard who thought there was a free beer giveaway, and placed six glasses of beer, each about eight-tenths full, on a long tray. She then approached the security guards' table with a clattering sound of her shoes.

"Come on, here comes the beer—"

As soon as the beer arrived, this group of savages—whether security guards or pirates—stopped stomping in unison, raised their glasses, and shouted in unison, "Cheers!" before gulping them down in one go. Before the proprietress, who had been clearing away the plates and empty glasses, had even left, the table was already piled high with two more empty glasses.

Salia rested her right elbow on the table, supporting her flushed cheeks. Her eyebrows drooped slightly, and her somewhat unfocused gaze lingered on the landlady's retreating figure as she carried tableware towards the kitchen. The white apron, stained with oil and wine, swayed back and forth against her ample buttocks, the graceful curves of the white fabric like fine wine she had yet to taste, outlining increasingly alluring shapes of her hips in the noisy, warm-toned space.

"Hey… don't you guys think the landlady here has a great ass…?"

Salia, who had been unconsciously indulging in various fantasies about the mature woman's back, only realized her mistake after the words had slipped out. Just as she was about to explain to her teammates who were staring at her, the older adjutant, who considered himself very good at guessing what his superiors wanted, took the liberty of offering a brilliant interpretation.

"The captain is right, those big butts must be very fertile! Just like my wife!"

The adjutant's smooth talk immediately rallied the team's emotions, resulting in a cacophony of shouts and boos.

"Pfft! Your auntie? I don't believe she could kill a bear with one punch!"

"This proprietress is quite graceful, but the adjutant's wife can only be described as robust and imposing!"

"Forget about the old, blind bear cavalry! We trust the captain's judgment more!"

"Captain! A peerless sword! And the proprietress's big ass!"

Salia glanced at the adjutant, who was raising his eyebrows, ready to boast about his wife's beauty. While the adjutant and his team members were exchanging bartending remarks, her gaze couldn't help but be drawn to the proprietress wiping tables and preparing drinks at the bar, pouting and slapping drunk customers.

Thirty-year-old Mary Ferrer married and moved to the capital when Salia was still in school. She and her husband ran a tavern a bit far from the palace. The food and drinks weren't great, but the prices were reasonable, making it popular with the locals. Salia had joined the support team halfway through her studies to help support her family, and afterwards, she would occasionally join the team to visit this second-rate tavern, which was of similar caliber.

In her memory, the proprietress was like an older, but not very close, sister who would occasionally offer care and encouragement when she was down, yet skillfully maintained a proper distance, making it clear to Salia that they were customer and owner. Just existing in the tavern made people feel at ease, and sometimes they would look twice at him if he dressed more fancyly. In addition, the label of this character left in the corner of Saria's consciousness was the medium-long brown hair and less obvious freckles.

When Salia looked through her slightly heated eyes, the number of labels that appeared next to the landlady increased several times in one go. Her eyelashes are long and neatly raised. Her nose is flat and a bit rustic. She would smile softly as she poured wine from the barrel, her upturned lips gleaming as she smiled. Her walking posture and the size of her movements change at any time, seeming to vary from person to person, but also seem to follow her will. When her movements are conservative, she gives people a gentle and virtuous feeling, and when she moves relaxedly, it seems as if the curves of her whole body are dancing. Her breasts—upon seeing this, Salia suddenly snapped out of her increasingly soft thoughts and jumped up from her seat with a thud.

"I need to pee! Anyone who dares to follow me will be on a year's sick leave!"

"Yes, Captain!"

Salia used the excuse of urinating to slip into a dark alley next to the tavern. Before her feet had even left the noisy and bustling interior, an extremely strong vibration came from a certain part of her lower body. This vibration grew stronger and stronger with the image of the landlady in her mind, and by the time she reached the depths of the alley, where the smell of cooking fumes mingled with the stench of urine, her crotch had swelled up considerably.

"Huff...! Huff...! Huff...!"

Salia leaned against the wall, legs apart, hunching over and panting heavily. Once her breathing had calmed down, she turned to make sure no one was following, then untied the belt that held the peerless sword and protective runes, pulled down her leather shorts and underwear, and raised her burning hot penis in the dimly lit dead-end alley with low visibility.

"It's gotten so big again...! Go down, go down...!"

Glug! Sizzle! Sizzle-glug! Sizzle!

Saria leaned against the wall with her left hand and reached down with her right to grasp her thick penis, which was sixteen centimeters long and between five and six centimeters thick when erect. A freckled face, sometimes elegant and composed, sometimes fierce and angry, appeared in her burning mind. No matter how the muscles on that mature face changed, she could easily move her right arm back and forth, her tightly clenched palm manipulating the hot, throbbing penis that was about to explode.

"Haa...! Haa...!"

Sizzle! Sizzle! Glug glug!

The pleasurable, liberating feeling from masturbation spread throughout her body from her penis, but it was hard to suppress the lust that had already quietly spread throughout her body. The hot, itchy sensation concentrated at the tip of her penis had just been dissipated by the rapidly moving palm when her entire penis was immediately shaken stiff by the force of her testicles. Salia had to grip the burning hot penis even tighter, struggling to masturbate until the foreskin almost burned. Her seemingly inexhaustible energy finally reached its limit, allowing her to ejaculate a full sac of scalding semen into the image of her almost naked boss in her mind.

"Ugh...!"

Glug glug, glug glug—splat! Splat!

A fleeting glimmer of light appeared in the stench-filled darkness—the instant Salia's thick penis spurted out semen. The fleeting pleasure, lasting only a dozen seconds, banished her delusions and excessive heat from her body. Her penis, now even hotter and smellier after ejaculation, didn't soften as she'd hoped; instead, it remained hard for a while in the dark alleyway

, echoing with gasps of breath. Salia released her erect penis, pressed her semen-covered right hand against the wall, and lowered her head to regulate her breathing until the penis stopped trembling with excitement. After pulling up her pants and fastening her belt, she patted her still-warm cheeks with her clean hands and returned to the tavern as if nothing had happened. She tried to avoid the place where the landlady appeared, absentmindedly drinking two more half glasses of beer before being helped back to the guard barracks by her adjutant, who had been praising his wife until the very end.

That night, Salia couldn't sleep well at all. The landlady, who had once accompanied the low-alcohol rush to her mind, stubbornly appeared again, and became more and more tempting as the night deepened. Tossing and turning until late at night, with her thighs rising and falling, Salia finally fell asleep with her erect penis bulging against the blanket.

"--Hey."

In a dream composed of a deep purple space, Salia groggily opened her eyes. She heard someone's arrogant voice calling her, the voice mixed with a familiar scent wafting towards her. She scrambled to her feet, finding herself between two pale purple legs. Her gaze, still somewhat disoriented, paused for a moment before slowly rising. She saw a silver-haired, purple-skinned demon queen with ram's horns sitting on a skeletal throne, draped in several sheer, snow-white veils. Two enormous, dark purple nipples stood erect on her large, round, purple breasts. Perhaps due to the angle of her gaze, the demon queen, who she remembered as being only about two heads taller than herself, looked like a giantess.

"How is it? Isn't my gift to you quite good?"

Salia's gaze narrowed to the crystalline purple nipples, then returned to where she had been looking up from the demon queen's feet. This time, her gaze was no longer fixed on the purple nipples, but on the enormous penis dangling from the inside of the Demon Queen's thigh. The Demon Queen's penis was thicker than an adult male's upper arm, at least seven or eight centimeters in diameter, reaching below her knees even when not erect. A heavy, dark purple foreskin covered the bulging veins of the shaft, and a strong, pungent odor emanated from the thick foreskin opening.

'This is the price you pay for betraying me, you little slut.'

The Demon Queen's enormous penis not only delivered a powerful visual shock to Salia, but its pungent odor also awakened memories of the oaths she had sworn to its loyalty.

No one in the kingdom ever knew what fate awaited those captured alive by the Demon King's army. But Salia knew very well that if she were the kind of hero who would rather die than surrender, she would probably actually get her wish and die a valiant death. It was precisely because she was a traitor who had defected on the battlefield that she was even more keenly aware of the glimmer of hope on the judgment seat—so she led her remaining subordinates to kneel at the feet of the arrogant female demon queen and swear allegiance to her bulging yet limp foreskin.

When the Demon King's army invaded the Kingdom of Tometor, which had lost its hero, Salia and her subordinates became the Demon Queen's phallus slaves, serving her enormous, insatiable penis day and night with their hands and mouths. The Demon Queen's penis remained "sheathed" to maintain its desire and urge until the kingdom was conquered. During this time, Salia and the others had to take meticulous care of this precious thing.

However, while seemingly completely submissive, Salia secretly took advantage of the Demon King's army's full-scale attack. First, she sent people out of the city to dig up various expensive equipment and tools she had buried before her surrender near the Demon King's castle. Then, she used advanced magical tools to release the peerless divine sword sealed beneath the Demon King's castle. Finally, as the Demon Queen reveled in providing pleasure to a group of weak humans with her penis—she stabbed her through the heart with her peerless divine sword.

"The victor is king, the loser is villain. I don't care about being ambushed by you, you little slut. Even though I don't care, isn't it a waste for my penis to die before it's even drawn? After all, you swear an oath to my crotch, right? So even if I don't care about being ambushed by a mere lowly female human, that little slut should still bear the responsibility of inheriting my penis, shouldn't she?" The busty Demon Queen

, who clearly cared deeply about being stabbed to death halfway through her pleasure, left a "curse" for all the female humans around her in her dying moments: a penis imbued with immense magical power. At the time, Salia was so engrossed in the immense sense of accomplishment from defeating the Demon King that she didn't realize the seriousness of the situation. By the time she realized that the newly grown thing between her legs was becoming increasingly difficult to control, she couldn't help but fantasize about the tavern owner's naked body and herself hiding under the covers, frantically masturbating her penis.

"Hoo...! Hoo...! Ha, ha...!"

She was awakened halfway through her sleep by her unbearably hot penis, so she had no choice but to pull up the covers and masturbate in the sweltering darkness until her semen sprayed all over the bed. Salia continued to sleep and wake up, wake up and ejaculate, ejaculate and sleep again in this cycle. As dawn broke, her sheets and blankets were stained with large patches of semen, and her erect penis, seemingly unsatisfied no matter how much she masturbated, remained stubbornly erect.

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Mary, a practical farm girl from the countryside, was accustomed to hard work. In the years since marrying into the capital, she had gradually developed the leisure to care for her regular customers. Perhaps because she was recently planning to have a child with her husband, she was particularly concerned about those who, by tavern standards, were considered children. The recently much-discussed heroine, Salia, was precisely the reason for her occasional frown.

Salia had been visiting the tavern since joining the army, and although she didn't come every month, she had been a regular customer for five years. Mary had always taken special care of the children who had to start working early due to financial constraints. She would secretly give Salia a discount on her bills, add extra ingredients to the tomato dishes that were a staple at the royal tavern, and frequently treat them to side dishes or special fruit wines. Even though Salia's gaze never really met hers, it didn't matter. As long as she could silently be a supporter behind these children, Mary was content.

However, after Salia returned as a hero, the unspoken understanding between them underwent a dramatic change.

In the first few days, Salia would look at her with the eyes of a little adult, seemingly trying to build a good relationship with the guards who were a generation older than her, or to have something in common to talk about. Mary didn't care about such things; she welcomed Salia's harmless use of her. When she was in a good mood, she would even wiggle her hips in front of the security guards. But

the next few days were different. Salia still frequented the pub, but she deliberately avoided looking at Mary, and when the food and drinks were served, she would turn her flushed face away. To others, this might just be a coincidence, but for Mary, who was watching Salia closely, this avoidance was so obvious that it deeply hurt her.

Just as Mary was listlessly taking orders at the pub's crowded counter, like a heartbroken young girl, Salia took the initiative to approach her.

"Mary... Marie... Boss lady. Could... you know... I'd like to talk to you privately... something like that..."

Salia's face was as red as an apple, her eyes darting between the bar and the side as she spoke; it sounded far too awkward to be a confession. Even though Salia wasn't looking directly at her, Mary was still beaming with joy, as the awkward atmosphere between them was finally easing. She put down the order slip and tossed aside the dishcloth, wiping her apron with her hands as she walked out, smiling as she left the bar with Salia, heading towards a quiet alley where no one would bother them.

Mary was still thinking to herself that whatever reason Salia gave for avoiding eye contact the past few days, she would accept it readily. Unexpectedly, the two had barely entered the dark alley when Salia embraced them.

"Haa...! Haa...! It's the real Mary...! Ahh...!"

*Ping!*

Salia, holding Mary tightly and inhaling deeply, had actually been unable to restrain herself since the night of the night. For the past few days, she had made a mess of the sheets every night, yet she couldn't truly relieve the urge in her penis. She had a vague feeling that only Mary herself could help her ejaculate and resolve this increasingly uncontrollable lust. Unable to leave the tavern where Mary was, and afraid to indulge in anything strange, she had finally decided to make her move on the woman who had attracted her day and night.

From Mary's perspective, she had no idea how hard Salia was resisting temptation, or how unwillingly she was to succumb to lust. She was terrified by Salia's sudden embrace, her constant sniffing of her breasts, and her muttering of disgusting words. Not only that, but the intense sensation of something protruding between Salia's legs pressed against her, making Mary both nauseous and confused.

"Let go...! Salia, let me go...!"

Mary's resistance was utterly insignificant in the face of Salia's military training, but her resolute attitude terrified Salia.

Salia's mind went blank for a moment, then she was immediately overwhelmed by the surging flames of lust, making it difficult to think. She had never carefully planned her actions towards Mary, always starting with Mary's naked body whenever she used her as a masturbation aid. But when it came to actually taking that first step, she had to consider the consequences, which was too agonizing for Salia, whose mind was practically shaped like a penis. She simply stopped thinking, using her superior strength to forcibly cover Mary's mouth, which might attract attention, and dragged the struggling Mary into the depths of a dark alley.

Salia, who had once somewhat hoped that Mary would allow her to be intimate, abandoned that now-extinguished thought after Mary's unexpected and fierce resistance. As she forcibly dragged Mary into the dark and filthy alley, she clearly understood what she was doing. She was going to rape Mary, the pub owner. Nothing else mattered.

Reaching the alleyway wall where she had once splattered her semen, Salia lightly nudged Mary's knee with her foot.

"Ugh…!"

Mary's legs went weak, her body losing balance and tilting as she resisted, her heart skipping a beat. Salia seized the opportunity to rip open her apron, pulling her long skirt all the way down. Mary tried to resist in a panic, but her legs got caught in the skirt, and her body involuntarily fell against the wall. Salia quickly pulled down her pants, forcefully pushing her to the ground, spreading her legs and then closing them again. Mary tried to scream for help in terror, but Salia kissed her instead. She pressed her lips together, furrowed her brow, and pounded the ground with her feet before slapping Salia with all her might. *Smack!*

"Don't go too far…!"

The successful counterattack brought Mary a slight sense of relief; she tried to regain her lost authority, but her hand, reaching for her long skirt, was grabbed by Salia. Salia moved forward in a kneeling position, using her knee to pry open Mary's tightly closed legs, grasping Mary's hand with her right and forcibly intertwining their fingers; her left hand reached for Mary's pubic area, where some pubic hair had grown, quickly finding her clitoris and beginning to caress it.

"...No! I don't want to! Is anyone there! Someone come quick…"

*Smack!*

Mary's eyes widened, staring at Salia in disbelief. The dim light in the alley made it impossible for Mary to make out Salia's eyes, but she could feel a slight heat on her right cheek. A beat too slow to realize what was happening, Mary felt a more real fear as the faint tingling sensation in her clitoris continued.

Unlike those older men who would back down after a few threats.

Salia was serious.

This girl was determined to violate her.

"Eek...! Ah... Ahhh...!"

Mary should have continued to resist, and even had a chance to cry for help, but instead, she hysterically shed tears, trapped in a state of helplessness, letting Salia clumsily caress her clitoris and vulva. Her heart, pounding like a drum, repeatedly surged with the urge to cry out for help, but as her tightly furrowed brows and taut eyelids relaxed, her body no longer resisted the girl's forceful caresses.

"Hiss... hiss...!"

Mary didn't know what was wrong with her. Something invisible seemed to soothe her panicked and frightened feelings, but her chaotic mind couldn't make out what it was.

"Don't... please... um, um gulp! Huff...! Huff...!"

That's it, it was the smell. The faint scent she had caught after falling was the culprit that had been bothering her. The smell wasn't anything inexplicable; it simply didn't match a girl's body, which was why Mary hadn't recognized it correctly at first. When she glimpsed the shape of Salia's genitals through the dim light, her doubts and unease were confirmed.

Salia had a male genital organ between her legs.

And it was quite large.

The smell... was the kind that could get her mind all messed up.

"Eek... Eek...!"

Mary didn't understand the magic contained in Salia's penis. Even an ordinary woman with no sensitivity to magic would instinctively feel danger after smelling the scent of that penis. It wasn't a negative emotion like injury, pain, or death, but rather an aphrodisiac effect that relaxed the mind, heightened the body's sensitivity, and made her feel ready to make love with her husband.

"Husband... Save me...!"

Mary trembled as she resisted the pleasure that was gradually succumbing to her will. She whispered a plea through her moist lips, and then Salia's wine-scented lips covered hers.

"Cheep, cheep! Slurp! Slurp!"

Hearing Mary's faint cry for help, like someone about to drown, Salia's excitement reached its peak. She had intended to slowly plunder this long-desired body starting with a kiss, but Mary's reaction was simply too good. Her futile resistance and pleas for help only gave Salia a thrill of successful rape, making her erect penis unable to endure it any longer. After the second forceful kiss, she roughly pried open Mary's thighs, pressed her entire body against her, and pushed her hard, hot iron-like penis against the slightly moist flesh, gradually forcing open the not-so-wide vaginal opening.

"Eek...!"

The huge penis, much thicker than her husband's, was pounding in, and Mary's first sensation wasn't the pain of her vagina being forcibly stretched, but rather a high concentration of magical penetration—in her words, "suddenly, I felt incredibly good."

The immense, demonic power instantly engulfed Mary's vagina and reproductive system, giving her only the illusion of being impregnated. Her vagina, gradually penetrated by the enormous penis, secreted copious amounts of lubrication. As the penis slid in, the warm, wet sensation spread further to her uterus, forcing her ovaries, which were not ovulating, to produce and release fresh eggs. The mucus at the cervix also decreased, making it easier for semen to penetrate. Unable to perceive every detail, Mary vaguely felt her body heating up and her vagina becoming wet, wanting to resist yet not rejecting the violation of Salia's penis.

As Mary's cunt warmly welcomed her, Salia's bulging, throbbing penis plunged deep inside, causing both of them to arch their eyebrows and let out groans in a daze.

"Mmm...!"

The hot, itchy penis was experiencing a woman's touch for the first time.

"Oh...!" The cunt

, experiencing a thick, huge penis for the first time, contracted tightly.

Mary's vaginal opening was normally reserved, only opening slightly when she was having sex with her husband. Her brown labia minora had never been treated roughly, always being carefully cared for by her gentle husband. But Salia's penis was so thick and large that it stretched her accustomed-to-small-sized vagina until it deformed upon insertion, widening her brown labia minora, which were closed like smiling lips, into a large "O" shape.

"Oh...! Oh ho...! Ho... ho...!" Splat

! Splat! Splat!

Salia couldn't help but arch her back, guiding the thick penis, which was filling her entire vagina, in and out of her wet vagina. Every friction of their genitals brought each other unparalleled pleasure, and their wet lips, stained with their saliva, wove together continuous moans in the hot, dim light.

Although Mary had stopped resisting and let Salia fuck her wet vagina, a corner of her mind still held a will to not be humiliated. Unfortunately, her burning body couldn't faithfully reflect this will; she couldn't even clench her fist, let alone strike Salia's arm in protest. Finally, her trembling hands limply pressed against Salia's back, as if embracing a husband trying to please her, embracing the master of the throbbing penis inside her.

"Why…! Oh, oh…! It feels so… so… good…!"

Despite its size, so thick it bulged her vagina, there was no discomfort whatsoever from her first time. Mary felt as if she could feel nothing but pleasure in her lower body. Even if there were occasional soreness in her vagina, the sensation would immediately soften into a tingling, numbing pleasure that made her cheeks burn and she moan with embarrassment.

"Hoo...! Hoo...! So good...! My cock feels so good...!"

Salia's hips moved uncontrollably, and her throbbing penis, throbbing with pleasure, didn't want to stop thrusting into her vagina. Even though this was her first time having sex with a woman, her genitals quickly adapted to the position of intercourse and reflexively made the most suitable movements for stimulating her vagina. Mary's vagina was juicy, soft, and contracted strongly, providing ample stimulation to her penis and greatly enhancing the power of her thick penis.

The heat emanating from their joined bodies climbed up their upper bodies. As Salia continued to sway her hips, she roughly stripped them of their clothes. Mary, who should have been terrified by this violence, was instead made weak all over and her mind went blank by the pleasure Salia's penis made her feel. As she was being forcibly undressed, she abnormally felt that Salia had conquered her with strength, and a pair of pink hearts, pulsating with each heartbeat, appeared in her tearful eyes.

Salia knelt between Mary's enormous breasts, which were larger than when she was dressed, shamelessly licking the sweaty, salty flesh. After a flurry of licking, her tongue climbed to the palm-sized, light brown areolas, where she sucked hard on the already erect nipples.

"Oh... Oh...!"

Hearing Mary's moans of pleasure and sucking on the small, hard nipples, Salia's penis felt increasingly pleasurable under the suction of her wet vagina, and it was about to give way. At this moment, as if sensing her desire, Mary raised her legs and crossed them, hooking them around Salia's waist. Salia thrust her entire penis in deeply, pressing her body against her lovestruck prey, ejaculating all the hot semen that covered her shaft inside her.

"Marie...! Mary, ahhh...!"

*Gurgle, sizzle—* *Plop! Plop!*

"Oh ho oh oh oh...!"

*Gurgle gurgle, gurgle gurgle!

* Salia's penis, much larger than her husband's, with far more semen, and even the intensity of her ejaculation making Mary feel a warm, surging current, brought the tavern owner to an unprecedented climax. As the penis continued to ejaculate, Mary's vagina contracted passionately, the warm, wet walls pulsating and sucking the glans, which was spraying semen, and even the hot, stiff shaft.

Salia ejaculated a full fifty milliliters of semen into Mary's body, twice as much as during masturbation, naturally prolonging the pleasure of ejaculation considerably. Just as she lay limp and half-asleep in Mary's arms, ejaculating in a series of spurts, a particularly large sperm appeared from the semen that had gathered deep inside her vagina.

The giant sperm absorbed the hundreds of millions of sperm that continued to surge forth, rapidly growing into a special sperm visibly two centimeters tall, resembling a horned demoness. The demoness, now milky white, strode towards the cervix. She used the compressed sperm column to break through the mucus at the neck opening, slipping smoothly through the soft neck and into the uterus, then proceeding towards the fallopian tube containing a mature egg. The demoness absorbed the sperm flowing into the uterus, growing a thick, one-centimeter-long penis. Upon finding her target, she immediately rushed forward, embracing the round egg and frantically thrusting her enormous penis into it until fertilization was complete!

"Huff...! Huff...!"

Mary, whose eggs were being violated by the Demon King's sperm, opened her hot, sweaty thighs again to Salia, welcoming the bulging, veiny penis, its hardness only increasing after ejaculation, to continue visiting her little hole. Even though she vaguely sensed something important disappearing in the extremely pleasurable milky-white torrent, her body, bound by supreme pleasure, couldn't care less.

"Salia... again, once more...!"

That night, Salia, like every young man who had tasted deflowering, insisted on fucking until the penis could no longer get hard. Each time she ejaculated her thick, hot semen into Mary's body, the heart in Mary's eyes would grow larger, and her defenseless uterus would be filled with a large amount of semen. The repeatedly formed demonic sperm had nowhere to vent, so they bypassed the fertilized eggs as spoils, seeped through the fallopian tubes to the ovaries, and directly used their thick, veiny sperm rods to force out mature eggs from the plump ovaries. Some of these fertilized eggs were broken and drowned in the sea of semen that filled the uterus, while others remained safely on the fallopian tubes, waiting to develop.

"Hey! The boss lady's finally back! If you hadn't come back, there would have been a revolution here... Huh?"

"Marie! Come quick...Marie? What's wrong

, Mary!" "Nothing... Oh, oh... Nothing at all... Hehehe..."

The pub owner, Mary Ferrer, induced ovulation with twenty-two eggs, resulting in three fertilized eggs surviving, successfully conceiving fraternal triplets.

§Salia

originally thought that making a move on Mary would lead to a broken relationship and even losing her job, but to her surprise, when she returned a few days later, Mary greeted her with a seductive, shy smile. Mary's husband, Mr. Ferrer, personally offered her free beer and subtly explained what had happened a few days prior. It seemed that no one suspected Salia that day.

"According to my wife, after the captain left, a drunk guy stopped her, and then... Waaah!"

Mary not only didn't tell the truth, but instead hoped that Salia, the captain of the security team, could protect her through her husband. So Salia happily accepted the bribe, enjoying her free beer, and followed Mary as she needed to leave the tavern lobby as her protector. Whether Mary was carrying a large bag of garbage into the alley or heading to the living room at the back of the tavern, as soon as the two were out of sight of others, the tavern owner, her eyes brimming with love, would take the initiative to hug her and passionately kiss the female warrior whose crotch was throbbing.

"Hiss! Smack! Smack, smack! Smack, smack!"

Mary had never kissed her husband like this before. She would never stick out her tongue or make smack-smack sounds, but from the moment she saw Salia, she couldn't control her burning desire. Her kissing became uncontrollable under the influence of lust.

"Faster, faster, seize the moment... Oh ho!"

Smack-smack-smack! Smack!

The two of them had only been together for less than ten seconds before ending their simple foreplay of French kissing or breast licking. The hard penis and the wet vagina met perfectly, and they had a good time with Mr. Feller, who thought he was safe.

In such "sudden events," Salia doesn't need to deliberately endure, and with the added risks of being discovered at any moment and a safe time limit, the highly sensitive penis can ejaculate in just thirty seconds to two minutes. As for Mary, whose vagina has completely transformed into Salia's shape and happily submits to the thick penis, she will also reach two orgasms during penetration and during ejaculation, holding Salia's body tightly, smelling Salia's sweat, and showing a satisfied and dazed sow face.

"Oh my god...!"

The long ejaculation not only makes Salia feel good for a while, but also allows Mary's vagina to be immersed in an overwhelming magical warm current and experience repeated orgasms, which is an addictive sweetness for both the one penetrating and the one being penetrated.

Young and quick to recover, Salia always appeared at the tavern full of energy, whether she had just finished work or had just finished with Mary in a dark alley. This girl showed no signs of fatigue. This vibrant energy was like a feather deliberately tickling an itch, causing Mary's legs to involuntarily contract passionately, leaving traces of her own juices wherever she went.

The kingdom's economy, centered on the capital, was slowly recovering, and the war to reclaim lost territory continued, exacerbating the imbalance between supply and demand for agricultural products and general merchandise. This created opportunities for Salia to intervene. However, Salia, hailed as a "heroine who saves the nation," wasn't acting for any grand cause. She merely tampered with the suppliers of Feller's Tavern, causing Mr. Feller to frequently travel and, like many businessmen outside the capital, to spend the night in queues at various merchant guilds. When Mr. Feller was away, Salia volunteered to stay behind to protect his beloved wife—and incidentally, requisitioned the couple's love nest as their love nest. What

Salia had initially thought would be a one-time affair gradually evolved into a situation where she needed to hold Mary almost every night to sleep well. She once thought that Mary, who was like a sister and a lover, was her destined partner. However, after the initial honeymoon phase of excessive lust, she realized that their relationship was more like that of casual sex partners than lovers.

When Mary's belly became noticeably larger, Salia felt like the kind of scoundrel her teammates talked about – the kind who cheats on his wife when she's pregnant – even though Mary, despite her pregnancy, still made advances, Salia was getting tired of it. Compared to Mary, whom she could easily have her way with, Salia's attention gradually shifted to other girls around her.

At this time, Ferretti, formerly a member of the logistics brigade's management team and once Salia's direct subordinate, arrived in the capital.

Ferroti was once the most outstanding clerk in the logistics brigade, with long, dark purple hair that reached her waist and an alluring color. She was a head taller than Salia, and their weights were about the same. This tall woman, just over twenty-five, now worked for a semi-official transport guild. Because of her basic defensive magic and rudimentary swordsmanship, she was paid two salaries: bookkeeping and bodyguarding. However, despite her success after the war, she now faced the same predicament as her former boss.

"I... I made my move on the big sister of the transport guild. It went surprisingly smoothly, without any trouble, probably because of 'that thing.' And how should I put it, am I just tired of it... or do I want a change? Anyway, I think the capital would satisfy me better than the boring suburbs. Hey, are you listening?"

Salia stared blankly at Ferroti, her mind reeling as if she'd discovered some incredible secret. Before Ferroti said this, Salia hadn't grasped the real reason for her success with Mary; she vaguely attributed it to mutual attraction, or at least being a perfect match for casual sex. Ferroti's mention of "that thing" completely shattered Salia's understanding.

Previously, her gaze had always been fixed on Mary, and her supposedly clever actions always revolved around Mary, unconsciously concluding that Mary was special to her. If what Feruti said was true, and the reason lay in the penis…

“…Wouldn’t that be amazing!”

“Huh?”

Feruti tilted her head, tapping the table with her sharp nails, finding the thrill she desperately sought in her former superior’s radiant face. She knew this clever but naive young girl had finally seen the light.

That night, Feruti followed Salia into the guard unit’s dormitory. Besides Salia, the female members of the royal guard include a female soldier named Diana and Belle, an adventurer. They are both around the same age as Feruti, and both are skilled archers. They are usually stationed on the palace walls and watchtowers.

"Captain, you've worked hard! And that is…?"

Dina, with her long ponytail, was a head taller than the already tall Feruti. She possessed strong, reliable muscles and was among the best in swordsmanship and archery, making her one of the most trustworthy members of Salia's team.

"Ah, I remember her! She used to be in the logistics unit..."

The wildly short-haired Belle had followed Pritifis's vanguard pioneering group. Although she was kicked out of the team for insufficient ability, her archery skills were still recognized by the military. She was short in stature but very strong, and usually worked in the same group as Dina.

Just as the two were smiling at Feruti, the purple-haired woman and the blonde female warrior who had brought her simultaneously pulled down their pants, revealing their pungent, erect penises, startling the two women who were momentarily at a loss for what to do. Diana and Belle were initially stunned, then caught the pheromone-filled, pungent smell of two penises through their nostrils, followed by a tingling sensation in their heads—

"...Ugh!" "...Ugh, ugh!"

After witnessing their two subordinates' drastic change in expression and involuntary lewd moans upon smelling the penis, the unease they had felt until now vanished instantly. Salia was now certain—the penis that had grown out of thin air under the Demon King's curse possessed an irresistible attraction for women!

No matter how many merits or how loyal the female warriors were in the war of resistance against aggression, once Salia's penis was pressed against their nostrils, no matter how much they held their breath and resisted, their tightly furrowed brows would eventually relax comfortably, and they would look at the hot glans with a look of relief and debauchery. Similarly, even the female archer who had seen the world in the adventure group and whose crisis management skills were better than ordinary soldiers, after having her face rubbed with Felty's penis that had been deliberately left unwashed for several days, soon found herself dazed and opening her legs on her own.

"Hoo...! Hoo-ha...! This is what it feels like to have your pussy fucked, you battle-hardened female warrior...!"

Splat! Splat!

Salia straddled the back of the tall and strong Diana, her engorged penis thrusting wildly into the repeatedly clenching, gushing vagina, unable to stop once she started. This was the first time she had penetrated a woman other than Mary, and the powerful sense of liberation brought her vigorous penis to its peak. Large veins popped and bulged, the shaft swelling even thicker than when she was with Mary; the relentless thrusting through the vaginal walls, rubbing back and forth against most of the vaginal opening, was clearly designed to fuck the gorilla beneath her, eyes wide with pleasure, to death.

"Ahhh... I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum! The super-satisfying explosion is coming, oh oh oh oh—!" *

Splat, splat, splat—* *Plop! Plop!*

As the heat and tingling sensation of his testicles filled his penis, Salia pressed her entire body down heavily onto Diana, whose face was flushed and who was drooling. Her vigorous, sweaty thrusts abruptly stopped, and a powerful gush of semen erupted from his engorged member. While the demon's sperm brazenly invaded Diana's uterus, forcibly impregnating her, Salia withdrew his penis and jumped to another bed to have sex with Belle, who had just been roused by Ferretti.

"Ah! Your pussy is so slippery after being fucked, it feels good to fuck!"

"Captain... Captain... don't do this..."

"It's okay, it's okay! Leave it to me! Come on, I'm going to start fucking you!"

"No... Ee-hee! Oh, oh-hee ee-hee...!"

Even if someone can quickly regain their senses during the intercourse, just a few thrusts inside her, or a few slaps on the face, and she'll immediately become a pure female in heat for the penis again.

Such exhilarating pleasure, once tasted, is irreversible.

Whether it's a woman tainted by the Demon King's curse (penis),

or a woman who realizes she can dominate through sexual pleasure.

At this moment, no one could restrain Salia anymore.

§

As the winter snow began to melt, the Kingdom of Tometo ushered in a new opportunity this year. Large numbers of monsters from the former Demon King's army scattered and fled during the army's conquests. Many monsters crossed mountains and valleys to the warmer south, plunging the southern city of Cherley into crisis. Cherley was originally one of the kingdom's major cities. Separated from the capital and a large portion of its territory by a mountain, it was unaffected by the outbreak of war. This shift in economic power led the city to declare its secession from the kingdom last year and join the rising Banana Alliance in the south. Now, the monster groups spreading from north to south have become the greatest crisis since the alliance's inception, forcing them to appeal to the kingdom that successfully vanquished the monsters—more precisely, to the heroine Salia—for assistance.

The alliance was an organization composed of several city-level autonomous territories. Its military strength was comparable to that of the kingdom's local police force, while its economic capabilities were the envy of the kingdom in its post-war recovery. As the price for requesting Salia's assistance, the alliance offered a vast amount of resources sufficient to sustain the entire capital for a year, and married the alliance chairman's two daughters to the King of Gothia. The king, who was delighted to have gained both beautiful women and a boost to the capital's economy, was overjoyed. With a single order, Salia, who had been enjoying a life of luxury and womanizing in the capital for the past year, was to pick up her nearly dusty peerless sword, don her brand-new golden armor, and lead her most outstanding elite troops south to open up a dangerous road and welcome the tribute convoy.

Female members of the royal guard, such as Dinah and Belle, were all heavily pregnant, and tavern owner Mary had given birth to triplets who looked remarkably like Salia. Furthermore, many other women who had been involved with Salia were also pregnant. These women, scheming against each other and vying for Salia's favor, gathered at the gates of the capital to see off Salia, who was leading an elite force, as she left the city. Even though Salia, indulging in wine and women, reluctantly set off with her peerless sword, her decadent appearance was incredibly imposing in the eyes of those who had shared her bed.

The mission involved driving away monsters along the tribute convoy route, clearing the passage between the kingdom and the alliance, and safely escorting the convoy and the two concubines to the capital. Salia has only sixty men under her command, but they are all elite soldiers who have fought against monsters on the front lines, and their strength can be considered the best in the kingdom. In addition, Feruti, the vice president of the Transport Merchants Guild, also joined the team halfway. On the surface, the Transport Merchants Guild is responsible for supplying materials, but in reality—

"—A queen-level prey, huh! I haven't been this excited in a long time!"

In exchange for sharing the queen sisters who are about to marry into the royal capital, Salia asked Feruti to bring expensive magical tools and runes, so that she could be thoroughly enhanced and briefly reproduce the glory of saving the royal capital. With an abundance of buffs and the aid of an incredibly powerful divine sword, Salia slays roaming monsters and destroying nests built near the mountain path, effortlessly overcoming any trouble along the way.

Along the way, Salia and Feruti discover a familiar face in a slimy nest: Pritifis, her entire armor melted away by the slime, naked and bound and raped by countless tentacles.

"Ooh-goo…! Oh-poo…! Hmm, hmm-goo, hmm-goo, goo-poo-poo…!" *

Pfft!* *Sizzle!* *Sizzle-poo-poo!*

After losing her peerless divine sword, Pritifes escaped from the Demon King's castle and attempted to rebuild her adventure party to make a comeback in the south. She finally achieved some success, but various factors led to the party's annihilation. Now, she and a few remaining female adventurers are trapped in miniature coffin-like nests, their mouths, ears, noses, vaginas, and anuses penetrated by filthy, foul-smelling tentacles. Their beautiful pink nipples are also bound and manipulated by tiny tentacles.

Salia and Feruti exchanged a smile. The peerless sword easily severed the tentacles. Pritifis, who had been trapped for many days and was finally rescued, was still in a daze. Her sticky body lay weakly on Salia, whose penis was erect. Her anus, which had been violated by the tentacles for days and could not be closed, was filled with Feruti's thick penis.

"Oh ho...!"

The young, beautiful, and well-proportioned Pritifis was the first hero to discover the peerless sword and was known as the "Hero of the Sword" and "Pritifis, the Chosen One". Now, she is a human instrument with disheveled blond hair and dull, yellowish eyes staring blankly at Salia, accompanied by the lewd roars of the two penises inserted into her body.

"Ugh...! Ugh...! Glug... Glug ugh ugh!"

Being rescued before becoming food for the nest-like tentacles was already a stroke of luck amidst misfortune, but Pritifis's body still hadn't reacted. She mistook the touch of Salia and Feruti's skin for the expanding tentacles themselves, and the two violently thrusting penises for large tentacles on the verge of orgasm.

"Chu gu, chu lu, chu... Ugh! This guy's mouth is full of fishy and sticky mud!"

"Hey, hey, she's the 'Chosen One,' no matter how down on her luck she's, she wouldn't taste like mud... Chu, chu lu... Ptooey! It really is!"

Salia and Feruti, while having sex with the dazed Pritifis, touched her all over, not even missing the places they licked with their tongues. Even though it tasted like the sticky mud of a nest's tentacles, with the blessing of the beauty named Pritifis, these flavors seemed to acquire a noble and elegant yet utterly desolate sweetness.

"Hoo, hoo! Almost there! Pritifis, use your ordinary womb to properly receive this hero's semen, oh oh oh...!"

Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat! Glug—Plop plop plop!

Salia held Pritifis, who was limp and sticky against her, tightly. Encouraged by the penis, her lower body thrust upwards with great force. After several thrusts, she forced open the depths of the fleshy opening, which had been manipulated by the tentacles. The thick, swollen glans pressed directly against the soft cervix, injecting hot semen at point-blank range. As Salia began her long, drawn-out ejaculation, which lasted for more than ten seconds, Ferretti, her large, sweaty breasts swaying, also leaned down, gently holding Pritifis's neck with her arms, and completely subdued her asshole, shooting hot, thick semen into her anus.

"Ah... Ahh..."

Pritifis, who had once stood proudly on the front lines of the campaign against the Demon King, couldn't even remember the person who had raped her in the chaos. Her uterus, which had been repeatedly invaded by tentacles and had laid eggs, was filled with thick, hot semen. The Demon King's sperm annihilated the half-incubated monster eggs in her uterus, and then, with his engorged penis-like weapon specifically designed for her ovaries, he continued to thrust into Pritifis's ovaries after the two who had grown tired of playing with her left. As the scorching cervix expelled the ruptured monster eggs and an abundance of semen soaking the uterus, the two ovaries, driven mad by the semen-filled penis, flattened in surrender. Dozens of enlarged eggs, after being fertilized, were immediately bitten or even ruptured by the demon king's sperm. In the end, only two round, fertilized eggs remained stuck in the fallopian tubes, awaiting implantation.

The party continued south, and all the monster groups they encountered along the way were sent flying by lightning by Salia, who was covered in buffed runes. Initially, the seasoned veterans in the party somewhat looked down on Salia, who lived a comfortable life in the capital. However, after several encounters, everyone gave the hero a thumbs up for his strength.

With the road successfully cleared, the Alliance Merchant Guild's supply convoy, escorted by a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, began its journey. As the most elite member of the guard, Salia naturally stood guard beside the luxurious carriage of the royal sisters.

"Your Excellency is the legendary heroine... Lady Pritifis, isn't she?"

Having barely interacted for the past year, it was inevitable that unfortunate errors would occur in the flow of information between the two factions. If it weren't for the princess mentioning this through a purple curtain, Salia would have almost forgotten about the woman she had slept with and then abandoned.

Salia had originally planned to make her move during the night's rest, but when the princesses lifted the curtains, revealing their breathtakingly beautiful faces, the two, already feeling a strong urge, simply couldn't suppress their overwhelming lust. Feruti, with slightly stronger self-control, realized she was almost at her limit and needed to stop Salia, but Salia had already strode onto the carriage, her erect penis, bulging under her light leather armor, invading the carriage.

"Eek...! What are you doing...!"

The two sisters, raised with aristocratic educations and never encountering any rudeness up to the age of twenty-four, were startled when Salia, whom they considered merely a warrior, suddenly closed the distance to them. Their faces paled as Salia's large, round, snow-white breasts bounced violently.

Seeing the situation spiraling out of control, Feruti turned around, her face flushed, and stood guard in front of the carriage, sword in hand. The sword in her hand wasn't for brandishing, but for issuing commands to the elite soldiers loyal to Salia. Judging from the footsteps, Salia realized that the Alliance soldiers outside were locked in a standoff with Feruti and the others. Boldly, she drew the curtains, entered the luxurious carriage that had been set up as a small room, bent down, and lifted the chin of one of the princesses. She spoke softly to the beautiful face, which appeared even more alluring after her initial shock:

"Your Highness, you'd better remember this well. My name is Salia Norte… I'm the one who deflowered both of you!"

The two princesses—the elder sister, Cheryl, with her long blue hair, and the younger sister, Casey, with her short dark green hair—before their words reached their ears, a couple of seconds later, connecting the term "deflowering" to their first night, a concept they had been taught in their upbringing. As the two trembled with fear and confusion, Salia quickly removed her equipment, revealing her thick, erect, sweaty penis before the two beautiful faces that were so similar they seemed to have been carved from the same mold.

"Eek...!"

Salia's penis had accumulated a rather strong odor from her experiences with women and masturbation during her conquests, including masturbating with Feruti. If such a penis were presented to Mary or Diana, those sluts would surely stretch out their tongues and lick the pungent glans with "hissing!" sounds. As for the well-educated princesses who believed that the first night should be in the right place, with the right person, and in the right way, they would openly show their disgust.

However, no matter how much she frowned and felt nauseous at the pheromone-filled, fishy smell, after inhaling it several times, her furrowed brows would involuntarily relax, and her decoratively armed gaze would loosen.

"Ugh...!"

Cornered by Salia and with her sweaty penis pressed against her nostrils, Sparrow trembled, her gaze rising in a tingling sensation, and a few drops of hot sweat slid down her flushed cheeks. Her hand, which was clasped with her sister Casey's, suddenly clenched and then loosened, as if to tell her sister that she had given up resisting.

"Are you the older sister or the younger sister—never mind! Come and smell this hero's delicious big cock!"

"I don't want to...! It's so smelly... ugh... ugh...!"

Kathy, with her neat short hair, tried to avoid Salia's outstretched hand, but her sister's hand tightened again, leaving her nowhere to escape. Salia pressed the back of her head and pushed it towards the base of the cock. Her nostrils were pressed directly against the two swollen and hot testicles, and the strong, fishy smell immediately attacked her resisting head along her nasal cavity, causing Kathy and her sister, Cherxi, to both show a dazed expression, lying between Salia's thighs and hissing as they sniffed the glans and testicles.

"Hiss, hiss! Hiss! This, this stinky smell...! Why...! It smells so good...!"

Ping! Ping!

Que'erxi's nostrils were pressed against the sticky, hot glans, inhaling deeply. Her pale brown nipples, trembling and quivering beneath the sheer fabric and elegant dress, were tingling and erect. Her virgin vagina contracted with a squelching sound, and a drop of honeyed fluid dripped from her closed lips.

"Hiss! Hiss! Hiss, hiss, hiss... Oh ho! The smell of that cock is so good...!"

Ping!

Kathy's nostrils were almost glued to the swollen, smelly scrotum. Even after Salia let go, she still automatically inhaled the pungent odor released by the testicles, so aroused that her pale pink nipples under her clothes stood up.

Salia bent down and removed the two women's luxurious clothes, casually tossing aside anything that might be inconvenient, such as sheer fabric, and quickly exposed their two noble and refined virgin bodies to the light. A sliver of resistance still lingered in the minds of Cheryl and Casey, but the penises they were so enamored with—and the owners of those penises—were undressing them. Even though they were inexperienced virgins, they vaguely understood what would happen after they were undressed.

Their pure, sexy bodies, radiating a touch of arrogance, were exposed before Salia. Although the sisters looked remarkably alike and both had skin as white as freshly fallen winter snow, their breasts were strikingly different. The elder sister, Cheryl, possessed firm, enormous breasts that were difficult to encircle with one hand, with pale brown areolas six centimeters wide and small, firm nipples. The younger sister, Casey, with her breasts slightly raised after removing her bra pads, had pale pink areolas about three centimeters in diameter, with cherry-like nipples occupying about two-thirds of the areola's area.

Salia raised her erect penis before the two bare-breasted sisters, the pungent scent emanating from her glans and testicles instantly making their eyes

sparkle with pink, heart-shaped eyes. Their hissing noses gradually drew closer to the erect phallus. The luxurious carriage continued its journey amidst the standoff between the two factions of soldiers. As planned, Salia, who intended to seduce the princess sisters with her penis, became the queen of the carriage. The large-breasted Cheryl provided a breast pillow, while the flat-chested but even more lustful-looking Casey knelt between Salia's open thighs, respectfully and gracefully sucking her penis.

"Hiss! Hiss! Mmm... Mmm... Chuck! Chuck!"

Casey, her lips stained with a vibrant green lipstick, subtly sucked and licked the tip of the penis, leaving green lip prints in circles on the glans and even the underside of the coronal sulcus, quickly becoming smeared with copious amounts of saliva and penis fluid. Perhaps it was because she had successfully pleased the strong and alluring penis, or perhaps it was simply because she couldn't speak properly with a dick in her mouth, Casey's demeanor perfectly reflected her well-educated upbringing. In contrast, Cheryl, wearing underwear on her head and offering a nipple pillow to Salia, appeared restless and uneasy.

"Ugh...! Ugh...! The smell of... a penis! Ugh...!"

Que'erxi's nostrils were pressed against Salia's used underwear, which she'd worn for days. Her light blue lips pursed slightly, as if she were kissing the huge, bulging glans alongside her sister; her saliva-covered tongue occasionally licked her upper and lower lips, smudging the lip powder. Her soft, fragrant breasts, with their two small, brown nipples, stood erect, yet received no affection from Salia. Salia would occasionally turn her head to kiss her areola, licking the edge with her tongue, which was stained with fine red wine, but avoiding the nipple, which was throbbing with itchiness. This teased Cheryl until her eyes were half-closed, saliva stained with a light blue tinge dripped from the corner of her mouth, and she hissed as she sniffed the scent of the penis on her panties. Her whole body was burning and itchy, and she was almost unable to maintain her elegant and dignified posture.

At the snap of her fingers, the sisters, who had been raised with proper etiquette and manners since childhood, stopped their actions immediately like two obedient bitches. Salia pulled the penis with the lip print from Cassiopeia's mouth and ordered the two sisters to stand in a row in the carriage, hands behind their heads, legs bent, in a submissive posture that best displayed their erogenous zones, awaiting further instructions.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Cathy, the younger sister, answered spiritedly, her teeth gleaming and a curled pubic hair clinging to her lips.

"Yes, Your Highness…!"

The older sister, Cheryl, wearing only underwear and blushing, responded weakly and subdued.

Salia patted Cheryl's large, round breasts, her trained voice producing a pleasant, high-pitched whine as she lifted the curtain and pointed at Ferroti, who was waiting outside the carriage, demanding a pair of underwear.

Ferroti whistled towards the princesses inside the carriage, their legs spread wide, their erections already impatient from hearing the sounds. But she was a woman of self-control and didn't care whether her prey was a virgin or not. If Salia wanted to deflower the two concubines, then she could just wait to eat the leftovers.

"The smell is quite strong, are you sure that girl can handle it?"

As she spoke, Feruti took off her underwear. One of the concubines was wearing Salia's underwear, while the other beautiful, flawless face was naturally waiting for her underwear, which was soaked with a lot of vaginal fluid. The underwear, which had already accumulated a strong stench during the mission, became even more pungent after being soaked with the penis and the large amount of vaginal fluid flowing out of her honey hole.

Salia took the pungent, used panties and smiled at Feruti, whose penis was sticking out under her skirt:

"I want to know too!"

The curtains closed, and the panties, brimming with Feruti's lust, were put on the blushing Kathy, instantly sweeping away any lingering aura from her. She transformed into a lustful sow, howling:

"Oh ho...! Oh ho oh oh oh...! The amazing smell of a penis is here──! Hiss, hiss, hiss hiss...!"

Immersed in the strong, pungent smell, Kathy pouted and shook her buttocks, making vulgar movements she would never have imagined before. Only in this way could she release the burning desire that was making her vagina wet and her body hot from the smell of the used panties. Seeing this, Que'er, who was standing to the side in a submissive posture, also abandoned unnecessary restraint. She vulgarly swung her firm breasts, pouted her light blue lips, and cried out:

"Meat stick, meat stick, meat stick—! Oh ho, oh ho, oh ho—!" The

"delicious big meat stick" that the two sisters had first heard about tens of minutes ago replaced the term "penis" that they had learned in books. Their mouths, which might never have uttered the word "penis" in their lives, were now pouting and pursing, frequently calling out the even more vulgar word "meat stick".

Salia leaned back in a seat made of several large pillows, like a queen watching a variety show on a terribly boring afternoon. Her lecherous eyes first fell on the squealing, breast-shaking Cheryl, then drifted to the lithe, swaying Cathy. The two princesses, wearing only underwear on their heads and completely naked and sweating, danced and swayed with shame, while a gush of lustful fluid flowed from their clean, hairless, closed vulvas. Salia's penis, stained with the saliva of her younger sister Cathy, reached its peak of hardness. She immediately stood up and moved between the two, making them turn to face her and sway and dance. In the end, it was her trembling penis that decided who would be her first opponent.

"These big breasts are definitely better! Big-breasted princess, are you ready to deflower this hero's amazing cock?"

Salia turned around and appeared behind the sweat-drenched Querxi, her hands gripping her waist, her hot, throbbing member rubbing against her smooth, elastic buttocks. Querxi, delighted by the favor, shyly raised her eyebrows, pouted her lips, and inhaled the pungent scent of her panties through her nostrils, excitedly swaying her glistening breasts.

"Querxi v. Eggplant! Sincerely! Respectfully! Offering my honeyed hole to Your Excellency Salia's strong cock! Oh oh oh oh—!" *

Slap! Slap!*

Her huge, plump, sweaty breasts swayed up and down, only to be firmly pinched by Salia's right hand halfway through. The excitedly swaying Sparrow was pushed down onto the expensive carpet, soaked with her own juices and sweat. Her large, white, alluring buttocks were raised high, allowing the powerfully erect, bulging penis to plunge into her!

"The rich young lady's high-class cunt is open for business—!"

*Gurgle! Gurgle! Sizzle-sizzle-sizzle-sizzle-sizzle-sizzle-sizzle-sizzle—!

"Nu-oh-oh-oh-oh…!"

*Crack! Crack!* Her

heart-shaped hymen, carefully protected for twenty-four years, was utterly powerless against Salia's bulging, thick penis, shattering in an instant, allowing the valiant penis to penetrate deep inside with an electric shock-like pleasure. The virgin blood dripped from the edge of her honeypot, which was bulging from the large penis. Having fully tasted the pleasure of deflowering, Salia moved her hips with great vigor, launching a fierce attack on Que'erxi, whose eyebrows were furrowed and whose lips were involuntarily upturned in joy!

"Hoo! Hoo! This brand new, unopened premium product is really amazing! "

Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat!

"Eek...! Eek...! Eek...! Ooh... Ooh oh! Ooh oh oh...!"

The thick penis's pounding thrusts made the wet honeypot sizzle, and the blood vessels symbolizing the graduation of virginity were quickly submerged by a large amount of love juice. What flowed from the newly dilated opening was all thick, stringy lustful juice. The moment the word "sexual intercourse" appeared in Que'erxi's mind, it immediately went blank, turning into a white haze of pleasure. She couldn't think or understand the situation. All she knew was that her body was being pounded upside down by a thick and strong penis. Her ravaged honey hole was howling in pain and pleasure, and her twisted blue lips were shouting embarrassing, lewd roars amidst the intense pleasure sweeping over her entire body.

Que'er lay face down on the ground, her soft breasts drooping to either side of her body, her light brown nipples tingling and erect, and after a while, she finally received Salia's caresses. After experiencing the pleasure of deflowering, Salia's passion subsided, but her penis continued to thrust too roughly into Que'er's virgin vagina, making her moan and groan, and she still had the energy to bend down and rub her breasts, gently pulling on her nipples with her fingertips.

"Oh...! Oh...! Mmm oh oh oh...!"

The stimulation of her nipples made Que'erxi, whose consciousness was in a daze, even more excited. When Salia repeatedly played with her nipples for the third or fourth time, her honey hole, stretched into an "O" shape by the penis, suddenly trembled, and then she comfortably gushed out a stream of pale golden hot urine. Que'erxi, who was being fucked by Salia until she was drooling and leaking urine, gradually adapted to the intense feeling of intercourse from the very beginning. However, after regaining her senses, her eyes involuntarily rose upwards, and then rose again... Finally, her eyes swelled up with a tingling sensation, and hot tears streamed down her face. She welcomed her first orgasm with a wanton and joyful feeling.

"Oh? You came! Okay, then I'll reward you with one shot! Ready—oh la oh la oh la oh la!"

Splat splat! *Splat! Splat! Splat! Glug! Plop! Plop!

* "Oh ho ho oh oh...!"

Thick, hot, and foul-smelling semen sprayed unrestrainedly into the queen's honeyed orifice, its abnormally scorching heat pressing against the innocent uterus. As the demon king's sperm broke through the thorns and opened the passage at the neck, a large amount of semen immediately surged into the uterus, unreasonably swelling and distending the most precious part of Que'erxi, a woman. The uterus became heavy and hot. In the ecstasy, Que'erxi rolled her eyes back, stuck out her tongue, and shouted a passionate, lewd roar that shook the carriage. Then she collapsed weakly in the carriage.

With her buttocks raised and semen flowing from her ravaged, fully opened vagina, Que'erxi had barely processed the overwhelming pleasure of being brutally violated by the strong penis when the destruction of her ovaries deep within her uterus was just beginning. The gigantic penis, composed of countless sperm, pounded against her ovaries again and again. When the ovaries, unable to withstand the stimulation, forced an egg release, the thick glans of semen immediately turned to rupture the enlarged eggs, causing these fresh eggs to rupture and die immediately after fertilization. Que'erxi trembled repeatedly as her ovaries and eggs were subjected to the grand rape of the demon king's sperm. She vaguely felt her precious uterus being violated, and the faint, almost imperceptible touch felt as pleasurable as when Salia was having sex with her.

As Que'er lay on the floor, enjoying the throbbing of her semen-filled uterus, her younger sister, Kathy, was already on the carpet, her thighs raised high, facing Salia's bulging penis. Kathy's eyes, seemingly stronger than her sister's, were now glazed over with pleasure, tears streaming down her face, her mind vividly recalling the image of her labial hymen being mercilessly shattered by the enormous thing.

"Eee...! Eee... Eee...!"

*Ping!*

The huge penis, deeply inserted, throbbed excitedly, and Kathy, her vagina forcibly opened and stretched to its limit, also became aroused, her two red nipples standing erect. Salia lowered her head to suckle and bite the cherry-like nipples. Casey, whose breasts were only moderately large but whose nipples were exceptionally sensitive, immediately winced in pleasure, her emerald lips twisting as she let out a lewd moan.

"Hooh...! Ee-ho...!"

*Splat! Splat!* Splatter—

Salia sucked and bit Casey's nipples, her vigorous waist never relaxing. Before Casey could even adjust to the expanding sensation of her vagina pressing against her shaft, she thrust into her, whose nipples were being bitten with such pleasure, until Casey's juices gushed out, her small urethra spurting open with a *splat*, releasing a torrent of hot, golden urine, slightly thicker than her sister's.

"Hooh...! Hooh...! Hooh...! Hooh...!"

*Splat! Splat!* *Smack!* *Pfft!*—

After being fucked until she peed, Casey's clean, hairless anus contracted and expanded with each thrust, finally letting out a clear fart as if she couldn't hold it in any longer. Salia lifted her face, her silver-streaked lips pressed against Casey's slightly parted green lips. Casey, who had never tried French kissing before, naturally stuck out her tongue and kissed the assertive Salia.

"Mmm! Chum! Chum, chum-chum! Chum-chum... Oh, oh ho!"

*Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!*

The intertwining of their lips and tongues intoxicated Kathy until the increasingly powerful thrusts of the penis pulled her back to the reality of overwhelming pleasure. Her gaze, which had been fixed on Salia like a lover's, instantly transformed into a blushing, dazed expression. Kathy, her body tingling with pleasure, wanted to relax and enjoy the sensation of her honeypot being pounded by the massive penis, but her limbs wouldn't obey her commands. Her sweaty arms clung tightly to Salia's back, and her legs, which should have been exhausted, gripped Salia's waist tightly. Unconsciously, Kathy had willingly assumed a position of insemination. In this intense embrace, her eyes glazed, snot running down her face, and her once-tense eyebrows softened and relaxed.

"So good...! So good...! Oh my...!"

Casey's flesh was being pounded and slapped, her nipples trembling as Salia's breasts rubbed against her. The area of pleasure created by the three points was burning with intense desire. At this moment, the insemination phase of Querxi finally ended. Not wanting to be left out, she came to Casey's face, which was dazed and moaning, and had a salty, wet three-way kiss with her beloved sister and the strong Salia.

"Hiss! Hiss! Oh my, oh my!"

Querxi first sucked on Salia's tongue, then stretched out her own wet tongue to lick back and forth between Casey and Salia's tongues that were pressed together.

"Mmm! Chum! Chup... Plop! Plop, plop!"

Casey passively engaged in a tongue-kissing exchange with Salia, who was kissing her. Her long tongue, hanging outside her green lips, was then quickly licked and teased from both sides by Salia and Cheryl.

"Mmm, mmm! Mmm-chu! Plop-chu!"

Salia took turns enjoying the French kisses from Casey and Cheryl, and then the sisters, who were delighted by the teasing, took the initiative to kiss her cheeks. Finally, the three of them stretched out their tongues and licked each other with "Plop, plop, plop!"

Under the passionate licking and kissing of the beautiful sisters, Salia, who was being held tightly by Casey with all four limbs, reached the highest point of ecstasy. The penis that had penetrated her honey hole trembled fiercely, showing a fierce strength that was about to ejaculate. Just then, Casey's wet, dripping flesh reached its climax during a satisfying French kiss and lovemaking session. Her glistening, wet vagina tightly gripped the bulging, thick penis. Salia took advantage of the moment and thrust in with all her might several times, the thick, veiny penis ejaculating explosively!

"Eee...! Hee...! Eee...! Eee...!"

Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat!

"Eee oh oh oh...!"

Casey, her face flushed red from Salia's fucking, cried out like a donkey. Her limbs went limp like withered flowers, naturally unable to hold back the thick, powerful penis that had given her such intense pleasure. After Salia ejaculated, she immediately resumed her sexual activity with Cheryl, who was teasing her with all her might. Cassie, meanwhile, lay sprawled out in a sweaty, panting heavily, as the demon king's sperm ravaged her ovaries until over a dozen eggs were broken and mangled before finally fertilization.

These two sisters, who had abandoned all dignity and elegance before Salia, laughing and moaning lewdly, were completely reduced to her sex toys in less than half a day. They didn't even care that the soldiers were eavesdropping outside; the two sisters, covered in semen, gleefully swore allegiance to Salia's penis.

"Cherry Vivi Eggplant! I swear by my medieval cunt! From now on, I will be Her Majesty's sex slave, forever subservient to Her Majesty's delicious big cock!"

Cherry Vivi Eggplant, the second queen of the Tometo Kingdom, forced ovulation of 57 eggs, with 5 fertilized eggs surviving, successfully conceiving quintuplets.

"Cassie Eggplant! I swear to Her Majesty's delicious cock! I will serve Her Majesty's cock for life! In this life and the next, I will be Her Majesty's exclusive sex slave!"

Cassie Lily Eggplant, the third queen of the Tometo Kingdom, forced ovulation of 53 eggs, with 6 fertilized eggs surviving, successfully conceiving sextuplets.

"Long live Her Majesty Salia! Long live that thick, strong cock!"

The two sisters, who were pampered day and night by Salia and Feruti, stood naked inside the luxurious carriage and solemnly bowed to Salia, who was about to part ways, just before they entered the capital, under the title of sex slaves that made the two of them extremely proud. Salia raised her hand, which was stained with the fishy smell of the two of them's love fluids, and slapped their big buttocks with "smack! smack!" The sisters, whose eyes were full of love, immediately frowned and raised their eyes, and sang in unison:

"Yes, Your Majesty Salia! As you command, delicious big meat stick!"

In the past few days, the two sisters, who had been pampered (ravaged) by Salia from the inside out, had completely become Salia's sows, and their minds were full of lewd thoughts of being pampered (fucked) by Salia. If it weren't for Salia's promise to come to the palace every now and then and fuck them to death, these two gorgeous sows would probably have broken their alliance at the last minute and eloped with Salia. In order to give their dearest master enough face, and in order to be violated by such a strong and brave penis again, Cheryl and Casey held hands close to each other, raised their other hand to salute Salia, and expressed their obedience with the loudest lewd roars: "

Oh ho, oh ho, oh ho oh ...

On the surface, the concubines appeared noble and elegant, but beneath their gorgeous robes lay a pervasive stench that had to be masked by copious amounts of perfume. Both sisters had magical devices inserted into their vaginas and anuses, allowing for prolonged vibration and thrusting, causing the two sisters, whose hearts were bound to Salia, to experience frequent public orgasms. Cheryl and Kathy, from the prestigious Egoplant family, finally married into the Tometor royal family in front of a crowd, announcing the formation of the alliance between the kingdom and the federation.

Salia's connections in the capital grew daily, and she had former subordinates like Felty managing affairs for her outside. While the King of Gothic indulged in pleasure with his concubines whose vaginas and anuses had already been explored, the kingdom's real power was quietly facing a crisis. As for the fact that all the women who became pregnant after being defiled by Salia gave birth to female infants born with small penises, this remains unknown to this day.

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