episode_0209

“Th-that’s right. We should! Come here! Ti-Tia!”

“Yes? *Squeal*.”

His massive body suddenly embraced Tia like a pillow.

*Thud*.

The two of them, skin touching, piled onto the bed.

Fosao’s panting breaths of excitement. And Tia’s pounding heart at the thought of finally doing what she had waited for.

They met each other’s eyes once.

*Kiss*.

As if they had signaled each other, they naturally closed their eyes and kissed.

Fosao was completely enjoying this moment. Embracing his small wife’s body, he obscenely entwined their tongues. He poured his dirty saliva into her small mouth and unrestrainedly sucked her soft tongue.

In the midst of this, his hands were not idle. He fumbled his way up Tia’s shoulder blades and began to softly touch her chest.

After squeezing her breasts once, Fosao smiled as if he had discovered something interesting.

“Heh? Tia’s breasts… they’ve gotten really big and firm since she got pregnant, haven’t they?”

His words were true.

Tia’s breasts weren’t as plump as her aunts’, but now they had grown much larger, almost comparable to them.

But perhaps because they had grown so large, Tia’s soft, plump breasts had now lost their elasticity and sagged, like an ordinary middle-aged woman’s.

As he touched her breasts, Tia let out a hot breath, as if she was slowly getting aroused.

“Haa…♥”

“Your nipples got really big too, huh-?”

Then Fosao’s fingers began to caress her nipples.

Her clean, warm pink areolas had somehow turned a dull dark brown. It was almost the same color as Fosao’s murky skin.

But they hadn’t turned dark from being molested by his dirty hands and lips. Pregnant women were simply bound to change like that.

Because she was becoming a baby’s mother. Because she had to properly give the baby milk. A woman’s body slowly changes.

“Hoo- hoo- Ohh……”

The moment an excited Fosao pinched her nipple.

*Squirt*.

A small stream of water shot high up from Tia’s breast.

“N-huh?!”

The gushing water splattered down, staining Tia’s chest. It was a thin, milky-white liquid.

Tia giggled, looking up at Fosao, who sat dumbfounded from the surprise.

“Were you surprised?”

“Wh-what was that just now? D-did milk just come out?”

“Yes. It’s breast milk. It started leaking a little a few days ago.”

Fosao, who had been blinking blankly, licked his lips.

Suddenly, he buried his face in Tia’s breast.

*Slurp- slurp! Suck!*

A disgusting sound, hard to listen to.

He sucked at her breast so ravenously that every time Fosao’s lips briefly separated from Tia’s skin, a sound like a fart could be heard.

They say a prisoner who has starved for a week makes a sound like that when frantically licking up soup.

Yes. It was similar.

Because what he was sucking and drinking was… ‘breast milk’.

Tia’s breast milk.

“Gasping- gasping-. *Smack. Suck!*”

Not a cute baby, but a fat man who had almost lost all his hair… was desperate to suck her breast.

Wouldn’t Tia find that sight ugly or disgusting?

“……♥”

Ah.

No.

She was stroking Fosao’s head, which was frantically pressing against her breast to suckle, with a benevolent smile.

Modestly gathering her legs, with her cheeks flushed red. With the face of a mother looking down at her squirming baby.

She was accepting all of the old man’s ugly childish antics.

After sucking for a long time, Fosao finally took his mouth off her breast.

“Th-this is Tia’s breast milk-. Heh…!”

“If you drink too much like that, there won’t be any milk for our baby to drink…”

“It’s milk for the prince and princess to drink. I, as their dad, should taste it first. Don’t you think?”

“Hmm-.”

“So, even though the baby isn’t born yet, the breast milk is coming out. For Daddy to taste. Heheheh-!”

“It sounds like sophistry, but… Haa- I understand. So, how did it taste?”

Fosao rested his head comfortably on Tia’s lap and spoke, stroking her bulging belly.

“Mmm… Sh-should I say it’s soft? And subtle-. Also- it f-felt like it tasted like apple.”

“What? It tastes like that?”

“Yes! Th-that’s it! Go-Gordburg!”

“The Ruby apple?”

“Yeah! It tastes like that apple!”

Suddenly, a thrilling and sweet taste passed over the tip of my tongue.

The delicious Gordburg apple that Tia had peeled for me.

It was so delicious that I thought I would remember it for a very long time.

That too… was a memory I had shared with Tia.

But it seemed that wasn’t the case for Tia.

For her, the Gordburg apple- wasn’t the apple she had peeled for me, Ritsu.

It was the apple she had shared with Fosao in the difficult Deseo.

“Sh-shall I try eating it again?”

When Fosao bit her nipple again with his thick lips, Tia gently supported the back of his head so he could comfortably latch on.

Just like a wet nurse feeding breast milk to a baby… she warmly embraced him.

Tia giggled, watching Fosao suck on her nipple.

“Like a baby…♥”

“L-like a baby?”

“Yes. A bit big so it’s creepy, but. Heheh!”

“N-huh- Th-then…”

Fosao suddenly turned his head and this time, buried his face between Tia’s legs.

“Since I’m an adult, I should suck here, right? Heheh!”

“Heheh-♥”

With an expectant expression, Tia slightly spread her legs.

Not missing the opportunity, Fosao squeezed his face in even closer, then stuck out his tongue and started sucking.

*Slurp-♥ slurp. Suck-!♥*

Whether he was sucking her breasts or between her legs.

The vulgar sounds were not much different.

The only difference was.

That Tia’s breath grew shallow, her cheeks flushed even redder, and sweat started to moisten her neck and forehead.

“H-how is it, Tia?”

“Haa… haa…”

“Good? Feeling good?”

“Hngh… Haah…♥ Haaah♥”

He darted his tongue to lick, then asked for Tia’s reaction.

Then sucked again as if stealing with his lips, and asked again.

It seemed she didn’t even have the energy to answer in the first place. Nevertheless, Fosao persistently asked as if he wanted to hear a clear answer.

……It was a confirmation.

If his woman was properly aroused by his caresses.

If she properly remembered whose penis had made her a ‘woman’.

Tia gasped for breath and said.

“You’re asking like ‘that time’…”

“……’That time’?”

“The day you… first took off my pants.”

If it was ‘the day my pants were taken off’.

Was she talking about when I sprained my leg in Chararak and received a massage from Fosao?

I thought that for a moment.

Fosao’s face slightly stiffened.

“Th-that…”

“That’s not what I mean. It’s just, when I think of that time… I realize, ‘Ah, that’s how it was.’”

Somewhere, the event the two of them were sharing seemed different from what I was thinking.

“When I was little, I really hated you at the thought of being betrayed by someone I trusted.”

“That’s right…”

“But thinking about it now… I realized that you were the only one who liked me even when I was that young- and who continued to like me as time passed.”

I felt like I was suffocating.

When she was little, Tia was molested by Fosao.

She was young. She was naive enough to play with me in the bathhouse.

Fosao took such a young Tia to his room and took off her pants. He groped her hairless vulva with his fingers, licked it with his tongue, molesting her as he pleased. And he must have asked like that.

‘How is it?’, ‘Does it feel good?’

That wicked and disgusting act of his left a deep wound in young Tia’s heart.

Paradoxically- the current her…

…seemed to regard that act as proof that ‘he had loved her since she was little’.

It’s no use asking, ‘Why…?’

Tia accepted everything about Fosao.

Because she loved everything about him.

She cherished even the wounds he left behind as special memories.

In that case…

“What about Ritsu?”

Surprisingly, Fosao asked that.

As if replacing the voice that had surged up to my throat.

“Tia… didn’t you li-like Ritsu when you were little?”

“Yes. I did.”

Tia’s ruby eyes gently dimmed.

“But… I don’t think Ritsu saw me as a woman.”

My heart sank with a thud.

I.

I… didn’t see you as a woman?

What… do you mean?

Rendering my seemingly breaking breath meaningless, Tia calmly continued speaking.

“Ritsu was a very smart and kind child. And he was always by my side. When helping with work, when eating meals. Always. Even by just looking at each other’s expressions without words, we could tell what the other was thinking. ……That’s why I noticed. Unlike me… that child was confused.”

No. Tia.

That’s not true.

I swear, I never felt confused in front of you….

“Ritsu was always by my side because of the Village Chief-nim’s orders. I had no parents, and I caused trouble everywhere, so they forcibly paired me with him to keep an eye on me. I didn’t know it when I was little, but as time passed, Ritsu seems to have mistook his sense of obligation to ‘protect me’… for feelings of liking me.”

That can’t be.

The one who’s mistaken… Tia, is you.

If this heart that loves you was a ‘mistake’.

I wouldn’t have come all this way, covered in blood all over.

“Ritsu… was the first to realize. That we weren’t bound by our own will. That it was merely a relationship created by the needs and desires of the villagers. Perhaps for Ritsu… I might have been a shackle placed on him too early.”

‘A shackle’.

Tia’s last words echoed with a throb in my sinking heart.

In that case.

The ‘me’ that Tia had seen…

…was the Village Chief’s son, forced to bear the shackle of Tia even at a young age, willingly sacrificing himself for the village?

“……”

Never once.

Not even once did I,

Ever imagine what I looked like in Tia’s eyes.

‘No. Any further is the boundary line.’

I always stopped Tia, upholding the village rules.

‘What will the villagers think?’

I always stopped Tia, representing the villagers.

Yet, watching her bravely go about no matter what, I thought she truly had strong self-esteem.

…That wasn’t it.

“I confessed out of my own desire, and Ritsu accepted that confession… but I don’t know if he truly loved me. It seems he just accepted my usual childish whims.”

Her red eyes looked up.

In those brilliant jewels, only one man was now reflected.

“But you were different. Even when everyone ignored and left me, you stayed by my side until the very end. And whether it was when I was little or now. When you see my body, you get excited like a fool.”

“Tia……”

“You are the only man who sees me as a woman… not a child or a queen.”

*Clasp!*

Fosao embraced Tia.

“Ugh! Tia is my woman!”

“Heheh- That’s right. My name… ‘Tia Modaless’. I am Fosao Modaless’s woman. Your woman.”

Tia whispered amidst his musty body odor.

“Do it for me…”

“Hm?”

“With the penis that planted a baby seed here… make me feel good.”

Looking down at his wife who was stroking her large belly, Fosao let out a big snort.

“Heh-! O-of course.”