episode_0174

Amelathos stopped in front of a lair filled with miscellaneous items. Originally, a dragon’s rare was usually filled with gold coins, treasures, famous swords, and treasures, but the treasures that those who created the Dream Palace had in mind were somewhat different items from the treasures that Amelatos had in mind.

Thanks to that, the only treasures that Amelatus was able to collect were panties and bras with holes that lewd women would wear, perfume with an obscene smell, and a bottle with tentacles. What were you thinking when you collected those things?

These are things that normally I would not have paid any attention to. But now I couldn’t easily pass it off as just ordinary treasures. The tastes of those who created the Dream Palace had an influence on Amelatos as well.

Amelathos looked down at his body in embarrassment. Reminiscent of a succubus or a human woman, with an upward-extended spine, smooth skin without scales, and a graceful body and large breasts. The only features of the original dragon are the horns on its head and its scaled hands.

The magic power spread throughout the Dream Palace erodes Amelatos’ soul. In normal circumstances, something like that could have been prevented. However, the Palace of Dreams does not allow those who enter it to remain in their usual state.

Five cards per turn, regardless of whether they are powerful or weak. Even if you have the ability to destroy the situation, you cannot use it if you do not get it right away. As he gradually entered into heat, the magic power of the Palace of Dreams penetrated deep into Amelatos’ body.

Now Amelatus also clearly knows where the erogenous zone of the body he is currently taking is. To the point of excessiveness. If this place gets tormented, I’m sure it will feel good.

The dragon’s pride does not allow it to give itself over to pleasure like that. Still, I can’t escape that feeling.

There is no way you can enter the rare in this state. Because inside it are all the various musical instruments that Amelatus had collected. Something like a leash for the dog inside. When he thought of that, Amelatus felt his body heating up.

But that doesn’t mean I can survive in this position. Out there, it was coming towards Amelatus.

“Damn, why did I do that… … ”

Even as he said that, he could feel the human body that Ammelatos was taking gradually heating up. It felt like heat rising from the middle of my lower abdomen, from my womb. And that feeling grew uncontrollably strong along Amelatus’ body.

Amelatus’ vaginal walls were tingling and hot, and her clitoris was trembling. Every single pleasure nerve densely packed in the clitoris wants to be stroked and stroked. The pleasure went not only downwards, but also upwards, towards Amelatus’ chest and neck.

“Ugh… … ”

That thing that wanders outside, that is a part of Amelatus’ soul. A part of an obscene soul that emits obscene breath and delights in being trained.

To Amelatus, it is an irritating object, like a thorn near the eye or a tentacle stimulating the clitoris. But Amelathos cannot touch it directly. Even now, even though the being is just getting closer, it has lost its dragon form and its body is heating up. That’s why we had no choice but to deal with it indirectly by sending the kobolds we could handle.

“Ah, ugh… … ”

But even for a moment, Amelatos leaned his back against the wall of the lair, feeling a surge of pleasure in a completely different way than anything he had experienced before.

Up until now, whenever Amelatos got close to the manipulated soul, her clitoris and nipples were heating up. But now, it felt like a completely different place, not only Amelatus’s vagina but also the inside of her uterus, was being pushed out and stimulated.

“What is this… … ”

Dragons like Amelathos are superior to other races in terms of intelligence. However, the only conclusion I could come up with with my rational ability was that my vagina was excited. A desperate feeling felt from inside the womb. It feels like a pure animal instinct, a desire for sexual pleasure, but at the same time, a sense of expecting something more.

Amelatus remembered a similar sensation. Even when giving birth to that being, I was unable to overcome this instinct and was pushed aside by the feeling of just wanting to give birth to a child. But the feeling now is a little different from then. Is it because he took the form of a dragon back then, and is now taking on the form of a human?

For a moment, Amelatos was able to sense the reason why the sensation was different. Absolutely clear. Something hot and thick surged through the sensitive sensations of my body. The elf-specific smell of trees has become stronger and deeper. A strong scent similar to an elf, but completely different.

And it was also the smell that Amelatus’ womb desired now.

Amelathos regretted not burning the dark elves and human swordsmen before his eyes when they were in front of him. But even if he regretted it, killing those intruders would have been impossible for Amelatus at the time. Just hearing that moan reminded me of what I had experienced in the Palace of Dreams, and my body tightened, trying to release the dragon form that Amelathos had taken.

I should say that I am fortunate that I have not been exposed to the lewd energy emitted by the separated soul in the human form I am currently taking. Of course, that doesn’t mean anything now.

In addition to the smell, obscene sounds were mixed in. Some of the sounds are coming from devices brought by the succubi, which Amelatos also knows about. The sound of human footsteps mixed in between them. However, the sound that Amelathos could hear most clearly was the sound of the dark elf taking steps carefully.

It’s a skillful step. The sole of the shoe is obviously touching the stone that forms the bottom of the leather, but the impact is dispersed to minimize the ringing sound. This is probably because they are very skilled at shifting their center of gravity. No, why am I feeling all these things?

But Amelatus could not escape his heightened senses. The skilled dark elf’s movements were clearly felt even in Amelathos’ lair, which was filled with all kinds of sounds.

Although Amelatos did not know it, Deanna persistently delved into a part of Amelatos’ soul. Using his own abilities and Sharon’s help, he made his body glow with pleasure. In order to clearly remember his own cock, he rammed it all the way into the vagina and even into the uterus.

If Deanna had ejaculated normally due to the pressure of the dragon’s pussy, her cock would never have been able to penetrate the dragon’s womb with pleasure. Even if it is Amelathos’ obscene form, its body contains the power of a dragon. But in the end, Deanna gave in to it.

The closer the separated soul came, the stronger Amelatos’ soul trembled, as if it was trying to return to its original form. I am on the same wavelength with that obscene soul. A part of the soul that has been unable to handle the lewdness itself and has thus avoided being exposed to too strong stimulation. The waves emitted by that part resonated with the most vulnerable part of Ammelatos.

“Profit… … ”

Amelatus’ heated body trembled even more strongly due to the influence of the soul. It is not the kind of trembling that Amelatus’ reason can accept with pleasure. Because I was filled with only the pleasure that filled my whole body, the feeling of being turned over and tormented deep inside my womb, and the feeling of the moment of surrender. Amelathos moved his body and took a step into the lair.

“Ahh… … !”

At that moment, the artifacts that had been collected in the rare rushed towards Amelathos. When in the form of a dragon, these items could be held down by the dragon’s magic, but now they are responding to Amelathos’ tremors.

“Go away!”

Amelatos’ cries were meaningless, and the artifacts mercilessly rushed toward Amelatos’ body. A long piece of cloth was wrapped around Amelatos’ body, and something like a string was dug into his chest and neck. Once my posture broke down, I couldn’t control it from that moment on.

Something covered Ammelatos’ horn, and he caught something squishing between his fingers. Amelathos first moved both hands that had dragon scales on them, trying to remove the artifacts. But before even removing the first artifact, the hand stopped.

I couldn’t move my body, let alone my hands. Because there was something I wanted more than that. Amelathos turned his eyes towards the entrance of the lair. There, the being that Amelatos had longed for and at the same time wanted to avoid the most appeared.

Deanna came into the lair where Amelathos was buried in the artifact, with her dick exposed.