12 – Mountain Village

Amel was alone in the bedroom.

She looked to the left,

and to the right.

After checking if anyone was around, she called someone in her mind.

‘Win.’

…Silence.

Win communicates by crossing over from Cappuccino through [Magical Power].

She said she crossed over by sharing a Dream, but in the end, it was a result of [Magical Power]. Without [Magical Power] now, she was completely alone.

She became alone.

It was quiet.

It was peaceful.

There was no one anywhere nearby.

“I guess I like being alone after all.”

Only when she was in an environment where she didn’t have to be mindful of others could she relax.

She touched her cheek.

It was warm.

The alcohol was still lingering in her body, making her cheeks flushed. She held her cheeks with both hands, feeling the warmth. It was a pleasant warmth.

A quick glance.

No one’s there, right?

There wasn’t.

She couldn’t say that no one was deceiving her senses, but Amel’s caution was shortened by the alcohol.

More than that, her instincts were creeping up.

Her gaze fell to her chest.

Her belly wasn’t visible.

Her chest protruded forward.

She grabbed her chest.

She cradled it in the shape of her hand and gently distorted its form.

She pressed down firmly.

It was soft.

The flesh seeped between her fingers, making her feel strange. It hadn’t bothered her until now, so why suddenly?

Because no one was there.

There was no worry that Win would suddenly appear, and with the determination to enjoy being a woman now and being drunk, the desires she had unconsciously suppressed broke through the loosened stopper.

She held one breast in each hand and estimated its size.

“It’s big.”

It was big.

She could suck on this.

A thought she blurted out without realizing it.

Without much thought, she lifted her dress and put her breast in her mouth.

Her nipple reached her mouth.

She bit down.

There was no stimulation.

No, there was a little, but it was bland.

She bared her teeth.

She bit the nipple slightly harder, chewing it more firmly.

But she tilted her head.

‘It’s ambiguous.’

She didn’t feel much better.

Only masculine desires were being filled.

Amel let go of her breast and lowered the skirt she had lifted.

As she lowered her skirt, she lowered her hand to her groin, and her middle finger found the hole.

There were several holes.

Either way, it was clean.

Since connecting to Full Dive, she had never soiled herself even once.

Her fingertip touched the hole.

Her middle finger covered the hole.

As soon as it touched, a sense of fulfillment seeped in.

It was less than when she first touched this place, but Amel’s body still aroused her male self.

The hole was dry, and even one middle finger wouldn’t go in.

It was tight, but her middle finger forced its way into the folds of the hole’s inner flesh.

The folds wrapped around her middle finger without moisture, and her middle finger didn’t come out easily. She could force it out, but she didn’t.

She moved it back and forth several times and covered her groin, covering her clit with her palm.

“….”

The sensation of covering her groin.

Even after several months of being a woman, she still couldn’t get used to it.

The fact that she had been ignoring it until now also played a part, and the fact that it was a fantastic body that didn’t relieve itself made that point even stronger.

Late at night.

Amel’s senses were reaching out to the nearby houses.

She could see men and women gathering and having sex.

It wasn’t like she was masturbating because she was excited by that, but she wondered how good it would have been if she had started as a man. She thought about that.

There were several people who came to mind that she could have done it with if she wanted to.

Stillo, an outsider, mingling with the people of this village and having sex. Surprisingly, the atmosphere easily allowed sex with strangers.

And Amel wondered who she would do it with if she were to do it.

Win, or

Leki.

If she were a man, she might have become promiscuous by now.

‘Considering that, maybe it’s better to be a woman?’

Because she hated being promiscuous.

Amel, whose true feelings were more easily revealed because she was drunk, still didn’t want to become promiscuous.

Still, she sometimes had the expectation that she could have done it if she were a man.

Just as her curiosity was turning to her butt hole.

Someone came.

Knock knock.

She pulled out her right middle finger.

Her middle finger was glistening.

She wiped it on the bed sheets.

“What’s wrong?”

“Lady Amel.”

Leki opened the door and came in.

“You’re not asleep yet?”

“So?”

“There was talk that it wouldn’t be good not to have anyone guarding while you sleep.”

“Guarding me?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t need it.”

“Still, wouldn’t it be better to have guards so you can sleep soundly?”

“Now? No thanks. I can sense intruders before you guys notice them. You don’t have to waste manpower on that. You should train more during that time.”

“Yes… Then good night.”

“Yeah.”

Yawn.

I’m sleepy.

I’ll just finish what I was doing.

Amel touched her groin.

Slick moisture was leaking.

When she put her middle finger there, it went in more smoothly than before. When she tightened the muscles in her vagina, her middle finger was sucked in.

With her middle finger inside, she curled her middle finger and scratched her vagina.

Scratch, scratch.

But there was no stimulation.

‘When I did it last time…’

The only difference from then was that she was drunk. And at that time, Cappuccino had just made her have a lewd Dream.

Satisfying herself with her vagina as a toy was only fulfilling her male curiosity.

The bizarre sensation of having a middle finger stuck inside her body and rummaging around. It wasn’t painful, and it was slippery, so when she touched it without sexual excitement, it was just a little strange.

“Yawn.”

Was it because she was sleepy?

‘If so…’

She scrolled through her Inventory, looking for a suitable item.

But she couldn’t see anything like a suitable stick.

She put strength into her middle finger and rummaged around inside her vagina, but there was only a slight feeling. Last time, it felt really good.

More and more. More and more. She had more of a desire to feel pleasure than to relieve her frustration by masturbating.

There was no suitable item in her Inventory.

Then how about this?

Clang.

A chain.

Amel cut off the end of the chain.

She took only one ring and put the rest back in her Inventory.

She put the metal ring to her groin.

She also put it to her hole, but.

‘…Doesn’t look like it’ll fit?’

But she still tried.

It went in.

“….”

The size of the metal ring was two fingers. No, it was about three fingers with Amel’s slender fingers.

It was shaped like a ring with a hole in the middle like a donut.

She put it to the hole and gave it strength. When she relaxed her vagina as much as possible, the moisture on the hole lubricated it and it went in smoothly.

“Oh.”

She inserted the metal ring deep with her middle finger and wrapped it in [Electricity].

She moved it up and down, stroking her lower abdomen, and the metal ring moved around inside her vagina.

Hmm…

Goosebumps.

The sensation of a lump moving inside was bizarre and unpleasant. Still, she stubbornly moved it a little more.

More and more.

More and more.

“….”

Amel quickly shook her hand up and down like a man masturbating.

The metal ring moved that much faster inside her vagina.

More and more.

More and more.

Heat was rising.

If the stimulation was insufficient, she just had to give more stimulation faster and stronger.

Amel focused more and more on the stimulation from the metal ring and desperately shook her hand.

She could do the same thing without using her hands, but it was possible to move more firmly by fixing her hand and the metal ring to each other with magnetic force, and she could concentrate on the stimulation more because she used less Magical Power.

She was starting to feel it more and more.

That’s when it happened.

Someone was coming.

“…Tsk.”

They had come to the door, but she gently moved the metal ring to give herself stimulation.

She reluctantly let go of her hand.

Knock knock.

“What.”

“It’s Polia.”

Polia opened the door and carefully poked her head in.

“I came to stand guard.”

“Okay. Please take care of me.”

“Yes…!”

Polia closed the door and stood guard in front of the door.

Amel sighed and spread her legs, taking the metal ring out of her groin.

The metal ring came out, widening the hole.

The crumpled metal ring.

She put it in her Inventory.

Should I just sleep now?

‘It’s a bit ambiguous.’

She could have enjoyed masturbating a little more, but she stopped, so embers were still lingering in her lower abdomen.

If she went to sleep after doing it, there would be a guard, and if she didn’t do it and went to sleep, she would be disappointed.

‘Then I can just sleep while doing it.’

She could do both.

She created a new metal ring, put it in her vagina, and lay down in bed under the covers.

She neatly gathered her hands on her lower abdomen, wrapped it in [Electricity], and rotated the metal ring. The metal ring wriggled in her lower abdomen as it rotated.

It was very bizarre.

It would have made her nauseous at other times, but for some reason, she gradually felt better.