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111.

Amidst the boisterous, heated banquet, Erina finds herself unable to let the atmosphere continue unchecked. The direction forward has been decided, so now she needs to prune away the unnecessary branches to ensure a smooth path. Eating in this atmosphere would give everyone indigestion.

“Everyone, please stick together with at least one other companion. You must never be alone. Including myself and you, neither side is familiar with this terrain, so we can’t predict what problems might arise.”

Erina subtly gauges the mood, but the fervor shows no sign of abating easily. However, she can’t leave things hanging.

“Furthermore, given the nature of sexual acts, it’s impossible to be safe while doing it outdoors.”

As she speaks, Erina’s large breasts heave and sway. Only then does she realize she’s still not dressed. Telling them to remain calm while she’s brandishing such a large penis is pointless.

The sudden realization brings with it a chill against her nipples. Her erect penis twitches sharply, stiffly.

Taking a deep breath, she calmly begins to redress herself. Showing haste might please the congregants, but she simply wants to show off this massive thing.

“Ahem. Anyway, there’s another reason why you shouldn’t move alone.”

Demons and devils. These two headaches cannot even be controlled. From the faint energies, she senses that Fried Church is handling some of them, but there’s no room for complacency. Safety is paramount. This church is our base of operations; if things get truly dangerous, we can hold out here.

Erina explains these reasons honestly, without embellishment. She keeps it concise, though it might lack detail, the meaning is fully conveyed.

“Let me reiterate: do not engage in combat. Simply report your location. I’ll organize a strike force.”

“Excuse me, a question! Would that mean the strike force wouldn’t receive a blessing from the Holy Father?”

The question comes from a nun. It seems dealing with demons requires divine power, so she’s half-worried. It’s understandable that not only she, but everyone who has known Erina’s affections for quite a while, feels anxious about potentially missing out on intimacy.

“Don’t you worry. Their hard work will certainly be rewarded♡”

“It will be difficult for this many people to move strategically….”

“Well said. I’m still quite inexperienced, so I’m completely clueless about that area. But the Orc members might know better, from what I saw when we first met, that is♡”

The Orcs exchange glances. They’ve never heard of such a battle, so it’s unclear whether strategic command would be possible. In this atmosphere, Jackie, the original leader, raises her voice.

“Oh, you bunch of idiots! Fine. Let’s show those arrogant bastards what a good fucking tastes like…!”

Her boisterous declaration is met with cheers. It would be the perfect time for a drink, but sadly, there’s none.

“Oh, and I forgot to mention, some of them have penises. Just keep that in mind, everyone.”

At the mention of “futanari,” a murmur arises from the Elven side.

“Savior, we only received your blessing through your penis….”

“Don’t worry. To impregnate an Elf, you’d need at least a penis like mine, wouldn’t you, everyone?”

Erina, instantly understanding their anxiety, proclaims with a smile. At these words, some elves seem on the verge of climax just from that statement alone.

“Please, Elf members, rely on each other and the Orc members.”

She’s reached her limit. She’s too hungry to speak effectively now. Leaving only her final instructions, she decides to eat.

“During this holy war, all sexual activity between followers is strictly prohibited. Pour all your energy into your battle.♡ If you fail to meet anyone, feel free to satisfy your desires back at the church.”

Naturally, this is a condition Erina set for her enjoyment, given that she cannot leave the church. Though she announced this over dinner, no one was actually eating. With Erina eating relatively late, most finished their meals and the joyous morning banquet finally ended.

Erina chooses not to listen to Jackie’s plan. She has no knowledge to add and only sees potential for worry, so she decides to leave it entirely to Jackie.

Still, she doesn’t feel like she’ll lose. She’s not sure what gives her this confidence, but thinking of the Goddess watching fills her with unexpected excitement.

Erina takes a short morning stroll around the church grounds and quietly calls for Titania, her fairy queen retainer.

“Yes, my Master.”

“Shall we spend some time together? Unless you have other matters to attend to.”

Titania nods with queenly grace. She’s as elegant as the first time Erina saw her. Despite her body modification having slightly altered her physique, her noble air is undeniable. If they weren’t master and servant, Erina might have been intimidated.

“My body belongs to you, Master.”

“Something’s come to mind that I want to ask. Let’s talk on the way to my room.”

Hovering a foot or two off the ground, she follows Erina. Despite her elegant and refined appearance, inwardly she’s battling to maintain her queenly composure, fighting down a flood of indecent thoughts. She almost unconsciously nearly twitched at Erina’s invitation. Ironically, it’s still quite stiffly erect despite its small size.

“There’s something I’d like to ask.”

“…Please, speak freely.”

Erina notices a hint of disappointment. Of course, she’s asked Titania in order to conduct certain experiments, including sexual ones.

“It’s regarding the magical energy we just faced. Kira said that if you have overflowing divine power, it can convert into magical energy… I wondered if you know anything about it.”

“The Goddess’s domain lies far outside my knowledge. To begin with, I have always been hostile toward Elves and Orcs, not to mention humans, so it’s fair to say I’ve had no interest.”

“Really? Oh well. That aside… It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

Pshhh…. Titania’s crotch, which was uncharacteristically visible in her thin clothes, becomes darkly wet.

The mere suggestion of penetration has brought her to a light climax, producing a substantial amount of precum. The thought of possibly being penetrated by her master’s magnificent futanari dick flashed across her mind.

“I am… so sorry. I, I have overstepped….”

“It’s alright. What’s a bit of cum between us? You’re going to be the one being fucked, anyway♡.”

Instinctively she realizes: no matter what she does, she has no hope here. Her womb has already yielded. Despite their different species, the fertilized egg is sending signals throughout her body, commanding her servitude to the female’s owner.

She proceeds directly to Erina’s bedroom, an area already thick with the scent of Erina’s semen.

Looking down at her already indecent body, Erina licks her lips. She lays Titania on the bed, relishing the sight of her breasts overflowing.

‘Hmm. When I met Hanna, she was even more wanton. I don’t know for sure, but it would be meaningless unless she complies, right?’

Whether contradictions causing problems matter is irrelevant. She simply yearns to see this once noble, elegant, and powerful queen reduced to a debased, panting female.

She thrusts her disproportionately large futanari penis, which seems too large to fit, into Titania’s already flooded vagina. Simultaneously, she activates the Body Modification skill.

Titania <- Body Modification

Breasts ++++ / Buttocks +++ / Weight +++++ / Pelvis ++++

Titania's flesh swells instantly. It's excessive, to the point that her body is filling out everywhere. Yet she maintains her shape just barely. Her body is purely meant for breeding in the purest sense. Overflowing, drooping breasts with swollen nipples. Soft, pillowy belly fat, a pelvis widely flared for childbirth. Her plump, well-rounded buttocks and thighs ripple with each thrust.

Despite her increased bulk, her wanton moans remain unchanged.

The incongruity of her small futanari penis hanging loosely against her enlarged body is almost comical.

"Ooooaaahhhhh―♡♡♡♡!!!!!!!!"

"Oooo…!"

Her pussy, stretched to its limits by Erina's member craves more, also causing Erina to flinch with every thrust. With eyes rolled back, lips parted, and tongue lolling out, Erina mounts Titania in a forceful, rapid, overlapping rhythm.

Her softened, increased volume cushions the impact, stabilizing the violent thrusting.

"Goo-ooood― Sooo gooood―♡♡♡♡♡♡ My master's massive cockkk♡♡♡♡♡ Mine’s no match at all…♡♡♡ Oohhooooaaahhhh♡♡♡♡♡"

"Uuuhhooooaaahhhh…♡ Pussssyy…!!"

Erina's experiment continues for several more orgasms before she regains her senses.