Episode 304 – IF) Can’t Give Up NTR!

“G-Grace…”

The first to appear was a beautiful silver-haired holstaurus with both hands and legs intact.

Despite having spent a long time as an orc’s sex toy, she still exuded her unique arrogant charm.

Coming out, the wife smiled brightly at her husband’s voice and turned her head.

And she was taken aback when she saw the naked, pathetic little dick, the pervertedly erect nipples, and the flabby body of the man calling her name.

It was understandable.

The last image my beloved wife had of me was one of an incredibly strong body, promising to come and save them no matter what.

She couldn’t connect my pathetic appearance with her husband. Then, thanks to the blonde hair, my still-handsome face, and, decisively, my voice, she realized that the pathetic male in front of her was her husband.

“H-Honey?”

A sense of guilt washed over me at my wife’s trembling voice, as if she couldn’t believe it and was asking why I had become like this.

My wife trusted me… but I betrayed her for my own pleasure. The fact felt like it was stabbing my heart.

“Y-Yeah… It’s, it’s me…”

Unable to look her in the eye, I lowered my gaze and affirmed.

An uncomfortable silence hung between us, while from behind, those I loved began to emerge, chatting lively.

“Puhaha~! We’re outside~! Even though inside was good… it’s better to be free!”

“I agree. Haa… It’s been so long since I’ve breathed fresh air…”

“Not having hands and feet was also inconvenient.”

“Oh, I totally get that! Hehehe, but wasn’t it pretty good? It felt like we became real onaholes?”

“Ahem… Please refrain from such remarks.”

“Well, it wasn’t bad, but… I still prefer riding on top and shaking my hips~ huh?”

And then they stopped talking when they saw me, Ian, standing in front of Grace, staring at the ground.

“Wow, I’ve never seen a guy with a smaller dick than Ian’s, kekekeke.”

Niel said playfully, looking at my dick.

“Haa, please don’t be rude, Niel-ssi.”

Cecil, with a faint smile, perhaps happy that she would soon be able to meet the man she loved, gently cautioned Niel.

“Hmm… By the way, Grace-ssi, do you know her?”

Cecil glanced at me and asked Grace.

Even though the prince she had longed for was right in front of her, she didn’t recognize him.

The prince, who had changed so much… saw the princess’s eyes glancing at his dick with a slightly pitiful look.

Ppaltak!

The prince’s tiny dick wriggled with joy, and the princess clicked her tongue without realizing it, tsk.

And finally… my wife spoke my identity.

“It’s Ian.”

“…. Huh?”

A moment of silence, followed by a question as if asking what she meant. The women couldn’t accept the sudden truth.

“… Grace-ssi, I’m glad you’re free, but those kinds of jokes aren’t very funny.”

Cecil frowned, as if asking how she could call a male with such a barely visible dick and no muscles, completely unfit for breeding, the man she loved. Grace sighed, haa…

“It’s hard to believe, but it’s true. You… how did you become like this?”

She looked down at me with a dismal gaze. The other women, their gazes on me, looked shocked, as if asking if it was true.

I felt a heart-stabbing guilt at their gazes, and at the same time, excitement.

This feeling of everything that made me who I was collapsing… my spine tingling, goosebumps rising on my skin, my nipples erect and trembling, and the wind passing over my dick causing me to leak precum… that kind of sensation.

Gasping for breath, I fixed my gaze on the ground and told them about my downfall in a mumbling voice.

The Ian you knew won, met God, and finally got to make a wish, and… the Ian you knew decided to serve superior males and sexy females after castrating all his masculinity.

Those who heard my story were silent.

Even the pussy slave who had led the women up shook her head at my story.

A suffocating, dizzyingly pleasant silence passed, and finally, my wife opened her mouth hesitantly.

“…. Why, why did you do that?”

I couldn’t lift my head at her voice, as if she couldn’t understand.

“I… I wanted to feel, feel better….”

A low, floor-crawling voice asked if they weren’t enough.

I just kept my head down.

My wife, letting out a sigh of disappointment at my silence, walked past me. I couldn’t hold her back. I just stared at the floor, my dick twitching.

“I thought you were just a pervert, but you were a moron… sigh.”

Niel said, passing by with a look of pity.

“You didn’t want to be the master, did you… Well, be happy anyway.”

Sui said, passing by with a look of regret.

And…

In my field of vision, which was only looking at the floor, I saw beautiful, smooth feet.

As if drawn by something, my head slowly rose. Seeing Cecil’s eyes filled with sadness and disappointment, I couldn’t say anything.

When I remained silent like a mute who had swallowed honey, she slowly shook her head and walked past me.

Only after seeing her like that did my heart sink.

Opening my trembling lips, I tried to reach out to her as she walked away, but I couldn’t hold her back and dropped my arm.

Looking down again, I received a pleasure that felt like my head would melt from my own pathetic appearance.

“Heueup… Heueueu… Haeueu… Haa….!”

Pwuit!

Captivated by that self-destructive desire, I trembled my dick and meaninglessly scattered my semen, which was now so faint that it was no different from water, on the floor.

Having finally obtained the pleasure I wanted, I tasted this dizzying pleasure with my mouth slightly open, drooling.

The pleasure obtained by sacrificing everything… was so sweet that my reason was paralyzed.

* * *

I stood in the new master’s tribe, looking at the women I loved gathered far away.

Sui was waving her hand, smiling cheerfully as always, and Niel was glaring at me with a frown.

Cecil was looking at me with sad eyes, and my childhood friend and wife, Grace…

She was pouting, disappointed, and turning her head as if she didn’t even want to make eye contact.

I looked at them naked and turned my head.

“Scarlett…”

“I-Ian-ssi…”

Scarlett was holding the reins of the black horse and looking at me with complicated eyes.

“Don’t you regret it?”

I could only nod at Scarlett’s question, after hesitating and moving her lips several times.

The deal had already been made and the price had been paid. The events that follow can no longer be reversed.

Then Scarlett gave up and sighed. At that moment, the black horse standing next to her licked the pink nipples on the ends of Scarlett’s exposed white breasts, as if to cheer her up.

“Ahng…”

Scarlett blushed and groaned, then glanced at me, but didn’t refuse and instead gently stroked the black horse’s head as if asking it to lick more.

“Eueung… Well, I’ll go now… Geez… I’ll suck your dick later… Just a little bit now…”

Scarlett, nodding as if she understood, promised the black horse that she would suck its dick sweetly and walked away.

I watched their backs and swallowed hard, my dick twitching like crazy.

There was nothing left for me now.

All I had was a pathetic body and a dick that had failed to breed.

After standing in the corner for a long time, watching my beloved family leave with Seian-nim, I turned around after they disappeared from view.

Before my eyes was a pussy slave with an arrogant look, her arms crossed like a queen.

Her eyes, looking down on me as if I were an inferior being to herself, a pussy slave, were filled with contempt and pity.

I couldn’t bear to meet her cold gaze for even a second, so I lowered my eyes and meekly cowered my shoulders, doing my best to act like a coward so as not to upset her.

Perhaps she didn’t like my appearance even more, she frowned but clicked her tongue, tsk.

“… Follow me. The master-nim’s coming-of-age ceremony starts tomorrow, so you have to prepare for the trip with me.”

“Y-Yes… Th-That…”

When I hesitated because I didn’t know what to call her, she looked down at me with pity and mercifully told me.

“Just call me Pussy Slave-nim. I abandoned my old name a long time ago.”

“Ah, I understand, Pussy Slave-nim.”

Pussy slave… Using the honorific -nim for her made the reality that I was worse than a pussy slave even more palpable.

At the same time, I started to get excited.

The journey will be with me, Pussy Slave-nim, and Master-nim, the three of us.

What will happen to me, who is at the bottom of that group?

Thinking about that made my excitement unstoppable. My dick wriggled happily, as if wanting to be used by Master-nim and Pussy Slave-nim as soon as possible.

That’s how I fell to the bottom. It was a position worse than livestock, but… I liked it even more. This was the position I wanted.

While preparing for the trip without offending Pussy Slave-nim, who was sitting comfortably in a chair and supervising me, I reminded myself again.

This is the result I chose… so…

I have to accept it happily. My dick wriggled and affirmed.