episode_0235

234.

Erina is trying to be as cautious as possible in this situation, which is so full of flaws that it feels intentional. There must be a reason why they’ve gone to such elaborate lengths.

‘If they had just said let’s have sex from the start, I would have accepted… but they keep trying to create this situation. Judging by their abilities, they don’t seem particularly strong…’

Their physical strength is at best above average compared to the other believers I’ve seen so far. Their divine power seems a bit high, but the only techniques that would work on a normal human are recovery-type spells, so it’s nothing to worry too much about. The hooded priest with magic power is the only one who seems noteworthy, but not exceptionally so.

I can sense their abilities and see their current status, but I haven’t been able to confirm the abilities themselves. I’ve gotten a rough idea of their skills based on the Skill Maker, but nothing threatening. The skills they have are mostly low-level Charm, Harmony, and Empathy—just a bunch of ordinary, commonplace skills.

“How much longer do we have to walk?”

“Almost there.”

Levi mutters a complaint.

‘Regardless of the situation, this shrine… just holding it is giving me goosebumps.’

It’s not just goosebumps; a filthy and unpleasant feeling is creeping up from my fingertips.

At last, they arrive at the lodging.

“Ugh… What, what is this?”

“Aha. Sticky―♡”

The priests grimace at the stench of semen that permeates the entrance.

‘Right. I forgot to clean it up. Luckily, the owner is still unconscious and hasn’t noticed. …I really need to apologize later.’

It’s not just the smell; sticky semen is smeared everywhere. Because of its incredibly powerful life force, it’s still pooled in thick globs.

“Ugh… Hoooh.”

“Sticky, disgusting…♡”

Their relaxed and calm expressions instantly fall into that of a female in heat. Even without using Appraisal, it’s obvious they’re captivated by Erina’s unique semen scent.

‘Their mental resistance is extremely low… This level of response is unbelievable considering they were supposedly sent here to retrieve this shrine…’

This isn’t a criticism or a malicious assessment; it’s simply a fact.

“Alright, let’s go inside. You guys are short on time, too, right?”

“Don’t say that after getting my cock so damn hard.”

Levi, still naked, has a fully erect futanari cock. It’s hard to tell if what’s dripping from the glans is rain or pre-cum.

“Wasn’t this what you wanted to do?”

“Y-yes, that’s what you told us to do.”

“Hey!”

‘A simple order? Are they just Sei’s simple underlings? I don’t see any signs of their minds being tampered with…’

“Fine.”

A priest, wearing only a hooded top, pushes past his companions and steps forward, dispelling the pressure of his magic.

“It seems you’re the main one.”

“I’m not! Quickly, quickly, cock!”

The short-haired nun denies it, but she and the other priests, along with the orc, are already dazed. Their nipples are erect beneath their robes, and since the orcs are all futanari, their cocks are also erect.

While they answer normally, their lower bodies are definitely wet, and it’s not all rain.

“Even so… you don’t seem that strong either.”

Even with their face covered, they can’t completely hide their information. Unless it’s like Piky’s special case. There’s no way to intentionally conceal it—they just look like perverts showing their panties. Perversion is welcome, but not right now. Walking around like that with such a bad physique is inconsiderate.

If they were attractive, they would have been already ravished by the orc. There’s no way a lust-crazed orc, and not even a priest, would have left an attractive female alone. Even if they came expecting this situation.

As if to prove that point, they’re alone, shaking their hips in the air just from the smell of cum.

“Whatever you think. The small fry can do what they like.”

A smile is visible beneath the hood.

“Small fry? Compared to Erina, maybe… but I won’t forgive you! Anyway, Erina will win. Besides, I’m starting to get cold.”

Even heroes can’t resist the cold. They’re shivering naked, their cock twitching. Though it’s warm inside, they swam naked and didn’t dry themselves, so it’s understandable.

“Anyway, Erina. I’ll take those two priests. Leave the orcs to Hana.”

“M-me? Hana? Hmm. That size cock is enough.”

“O-o-okay, wh-what’s wr-wrong― kr-♡ How dare you, human!!!”

If Levi hadn’t had her fill before coming out, she wouldn’t have this confident attitude. In that short time, the intensely pervasive scent of Erina’s after-sex essence has driven her nipples and cock to hard, death-defying erections. She is barely maintaining her composure, and Hana is no different. Hana, who was quietly assessing the situation, is already fidgeting with her crotch.

Sweet breast milk leaks from the tip of Levi’s firm, erect nipples.

“Levi-san, Hana-san. Then I’ll leave it to you. If needed, I can finish it.”

“Finish it? Go ahead.”

The hooded priest boldly takes a step forward.

“Let’s see that magnificent cock of yours, shall we?”

With a light gesture, the nun’s robes slide open. She used magic to create a current of air like telekinesis. A monstrously large, fully erect cock revealed itself, completely hidden beneath special fabric until now.

The sheer imposing presence; monstrously thick, bulging, with veins visible; its hardness felt even from afar. Its dark-red glans is slick with sticky pre-cum.

‘…It’s even more incredible than I heard. If I hadn’t covered myself in layers of magical protection beforehand, I’d have been taken right then and there.’

Despite the protective layers that dulled my senses a bit, the wild scent of the massive phallus makes my uterus throb. The extensive use of magic in the shields is why I was unable to go for more aggressive approaches or prolong the hiding.

“Don’t worry. This cock will blow all your worries away?”

Erina doesn’t miss the brief moment of hesitation. She steps closer to the priest, placing her cock over the priest’s body. The heat of the futanari cock is felt through the dampened cloth.

“Come up.”

“As you wish.”

Staying here any longer would taint my body. The moment I lose the upper hand, the fight is over. My instincts scream that. If my reason wasn’t holding back, I’d beg to be impaled right now. I understand all the warnings and cautions given now.

‘If this is going to happen again, I wish they chose better people…!’

She knows complaining is pointless. Too few share her conviction, especially within same sect. It’s her job to break this monstrous cock, vows the priest under the hood. As they ascend, she hears the excited sounds of fucking from below.

‘Dumb broads… No. Precious colleagues. No, it’s that this cock here is actually an anomaly. Oh boy.’

“Let me tell you, you should’ve realized losing points the moment you showed your flaccid cock―hit―?!”

“The moment you were walking around with your cock dangling like that, you forfeited points!”

The priest makes the gesture as if she is holding a cock in the air. With a light flick, she strokes it like a masturbator, causing Erina’s cock to jerk. The touch sends a jolt, causing Erina’s futanari cock to begin to spasm.

“How about some magic-powered handjob…?”

“Ooh, ooooh―♡ G-good―♡ Feels so fresh―♡”

With each step, the tightening magic makes Erina shiver, eagerly accepting the pleasure. Her cock swells, on the verge of orgasm.

“What? Are you a squirt?”

“Uuh, oooh, oooh―♡”

Her eyes half-closed, tongue lolling, she arches her back with vulgar moans, purely receiving the pleasure. Seeing this, the priest’s movements quicken. If she doesn’t release soon, her womb will give in. She feels her panties getting soaked with cum, and her breathing starts to become rough.

“Ooooh, ooooh―♡ Nngooooh―♡ Magic dildo, magic handjob, take me― Ooooh―”

Such lust. The strange pleasure intensifies every time that giant cock sways to the rhythm of the hand.

“Cum already, you squirt!”

The hand speeds up, Erina unable to walk, cries out, spasming as massive quantities of cum gush forth. The amount of cum is far beyond what one could expect from a human, a thick, viscous mass more than just “sticky”, spurting out with a glug-glug sound.

An indescribable satisfaction washes over her.

‘Dumb bitch… kk. That was satisfying!’

The priest surrenders herself to the rising sensation.