"Ah. Darling. Dino. You're back?" Smiling, greeting his family was Leanna's husband and Dino's father—Moren Dario.
Although he had been enduring a series of suffocatingly stifling days recently, today he could finally greet his family with a smile, something he hadn't done in a long time.
How could he not smile? Weren't all those suffocating worries gradually dissipating?
His wife was more attached to the family shop, which had been passed down for four generations, than to the shop itself—a shop he was ashamed to introduce to others.
And because his parents had neglected him, they were completely unaware that their son was being bullied at his tutoring center.
Although Leanna's embarrassing shop remained unchanged, the mere fact that his son's problem was being resolved was enough to bring him comfort.
To savor this joy, Dario left the shop with his employees and left work early.
As he prepared dinner and waited for them, he couldn't possibly imagine what his wife and son had gone through upon returning home. "…Yes. I'm back." "…I'm back…" His wife and son responded wearily to his return.
Anyone could tell they were mother and son; their identical red hair looked unusually similar today.
Rippled cheeks. And voices with an inexplicable allure.
Their clothes looked damp and wrinkled in many places.
Were they sick? With this worry, Dario approached the two as they entered the hallway… when a strange, chilling scent suddenly wafted into his nostrils.
'…What…is this…? The scent of a wild beast…?' He had definitely smelled it before.
The beastly aura he had sensed when encountering the Divine Beast just days ago was now emanating from the two of them, mixed with a terrifying feeling.
Was it his imagination?
Why did the scent that should belong to the Divine Beast of the Monster Organization sound so unsettling today?
And why are his wife and son, who exude such a scent, now… "…Hoo…"
"Haa…" They are displaying such an intoxicated expression, exhibiting an unusually intense allure.
Their long breaths, flushed and hot, seem strangely intense.
Even though he is their son, Dino has inherited Leona's beautiful appearance, in his eyes.
Even so, how can his son Dino exude such a captivating feminine aura as his mother?
Although they are mother and son, can their allure be so similar?
Dario senses confusion from their figures, forgetting what he wanted to say, and stands frozen before them. "…You. You're here early today?" "…Ah, ah… um. Sometimes I think about preparing dinner…"
"Oh… thank you. You've worked hard, Dario."
"Ah, um…"
Leona fiddles with her hair, takes off her shoes, and gives him a subtle smile.
For some reason, his wife's figure is exceptionally alluring. "…Dino, how were things with your friends today? Those two said they'd help mediate, right?" "…It went smoothly, Dad."
"W-Is that so? That's great…" Dino answered his question with a slightly dazed smile.
For a moment, that smile gave him a strange feeling—could his son actually be a daughter?
He couldn't quite put his finger on it. This subtle feeling was as if his wife and son shared a secret that excluded him alone.
For some reason, he always felt that his wife and son were somewhat distant from him.
"…You both look tired…Should we take a shower first? Or…"
"…No, we'll shower later…"
"…Me too, Dad."
"W-Is that so? Hmm…Then let's have dinner first…"
Dario sensed the animalistic scent emanating from them, which was one of the reasons for the distance.
Therefore, he suggested they take a shower first, but for some reason, they shook their heads with subtle expressions. 'Are they so tired that even taking a shower is difficult?' But upon closer inspection, their skin was quite radiant, and they didn't look that tired… Despite this doubt, Dario paused his thoughts and walked to the dining table with them.
Dario took out the bread he had bought and moved a few plates to the family's places.
Preparation was completed quickly, and as soon as Dario sat down, Leanna and Dino also took their seats.
He sat in the central seat of honor, while his wife and son sat opposite him.
With the signal to begin, the Morren family's dinner proceeded quietly in silence. "…Hmm. Honey…did something happen today?" "…What happened?"
"No, you seem inexplicably tired…"
"Hmm, nothing…in fact, I feel better than this morning."
"Is that so?" Confused by their unusual silence, Dario spoke to Leanna first.
Leona answered without looking at Dino, then her expression became subtle, and she fell silent as if trying to hide something.
Leona's trembling grip on her clothes seemed to be a plea to stop asking. "...Dino. How did Dino make up with his friends today?" "...Well, my sisters helped a bit..."
"Miss Lisbeth and Lady Cecilia?...Those two kids actually listened to you?"
"...My sisters prepared reliable methods. Now they can't bully me anymore."
"Hmm...I-I see..." Dino, also without looking at the questioner, stirred the stew as he answered.
Dino's slight smile seemed to say that he couldn't reveal more.
His wife and son remained silent, the clinking of cutlery echoing.
Feeling uncomfortable with his wife and son's behavior, the husband and father tried to start a conversation.
The Moren family dinner, which left Dino with a strange sense of estrangement, continued.
"...Let's rest today, dear."
"I'm going to sleep too... Goodnight, Dad."
The Morren family, who were having tea after dinner, were trying to prolong their conversation.
Leona and Dino, who had been silently eating and drinking tea, left their seats earlier than usual.
"So soon? Neither of you have washed up?"
"...I think I'm a little tired today, I'm just going to wash my face quickly."
"I'm a little sleepy too... I'll wash up in the morning."
The two seemed oblivious to the lingering, subtle odor, and answered hesitantly.
The two didn't seem tired at all during the meal. Why were they avoiding washing up? For some reason, Dario was constantly troubled by the thought that the two were hiding something.
"Then, then...if you're tired..."
But the husband didn't want to ruin the hard-won improved family atmosphere, and ultimately didn't press them about what they were hiding.
'...Maybe they really were just too tired today...' Since he wasn't sure, there was no need to ask. Perhaps, there are days like this sometimes.
Days that subtly make the family atmosphere awkward.
Today was probably going to be a day like this. "...I'll go upstairs first..."
"Ah, um, Leona!" Dario unconsciously grabbed Leona as she turned to leave.
I sensed the awkward atmosphere. I also heard her say she was tired.
But Dario couldn't just let Leona go to sleep like that.
During the meal, Dario experienced the most captivating charm he had ever seen in his wife.
Because of his wife's allure, Dario's libido had unknowingly risen.
Since becoming a father, Dario and Leona had inexplicably experienced a decline in libido, and their relationship had drastically deteriorated.
He thought that after their intimacy last night, he wouldn't feel any desire for a while. But while observing his wife, Dario's penis swelled.
Although not as firm as last night, this strange feeling was like the reawakening of adolescent libido.
Enchanted by the unusual charm he had witnessed in his wife for the first time, Dario's libido drove him to seize Leona.
"Then, tonight too… if possible…"
"…" Dario, keeping an eye on Dino heading upstairs, softly suggested to Leona.
Faced with Dario's suggestion, Leona's expression turned uneasy, seemingly hesitant.
Is he really too tired to do it? Just as Dario was inwardly sighing and giving up… "…Ah." Leona's gaze darted around hesitantly, finally settling on Dario's bulging trousers.
At that moment, an indescribable coldness flashed in Leona's eyes.
After a soft sigh, Leona gazed at Dario with a bitter smile. "…I'm too tired to move. But if you don't mind…"
Leona's face, though agreeing, showed obvious disappointment.
......
"Ah, ah…husband…husband…"
"…" Dario's waist trembled and convulsed, accompanied by labored groans.
For some reason, Leona refused to wash away the lingering scent on her body today, and began their intimate moments without cleaning herself.
At first, Dario seemed hesitant, but quickly put on a condom, his penis hanging lower than yesterday, and prepared himself.
He climbed on top of the quietly lying Leona, penetrating his husband's labored, thrusting penis.
'...The actual feeling is far worse than expected...' Leona, having experienced the grotesque Сock dildo, felt her husband's penis feel even emptier than before.
'Mmm... Leona...it's...tighter than yesterday...'
'...Mmm.' Strangely, after inserting that monstrous thing, her vagina returned to its original state without any problems.
In fact, it felt more elastic and narrower than before, which was incredible. But even though it had become so narrow, why did Dario's penis feel nothing?
'Although...I...had...no...to...accept...' But… if it could be, I really want to just let it go today.
Something I could never say to my husband, I indulged in to my heart's content today.
I'm torn between not wanting to ruin our improving relationship and the worry of being discovered.
Strangely, the moment I saw that small penis in my husband's bulging crotch… a chill washed over me, and thinking that being discovered didn't matter, I nodded.
'What did it feel like…' Just a short while ago, I so longed for our intimacy.
But why does it feel so bland now?
Even though the size difference is incomparable, what I enjoyed today was ultimately just a dildo.
Even so, the pleasure from that dildo felt worlds apart from my husband's penis. The Сock dildo, modeled after the monster's penis, was far more intense… '...If a dildo is this powerful, what if it were to actually intercourse with Shimo's penis…' Images of the Сock swaying on the monster's body kept flashing before her eyes.
That Сock, radiating a hot, intense masculine scent, unlike the dildo, was powerfully writhing.
Imagining intercourse with that Сock, she unconsciously tightened her grip on her husband's penis, which she couldn't feel at all.
'Ugh…! Li-Liana…!' '...Haa.' Her husband's penis, inserted for less than three minutes, reached its climax.
Liana sighed, silently watching her husband's orgasm with a blank expression.
The unease rising in her chest made Liana's expression grow even colder.
The lingering scent of the male penis dildo and horse semen remained until dinner. She was displeased that this lingering sensation vanished in just two or three minutes.
'...What a disappointment...' Disappointed by the small penis, Leanna secretly resolved that after her next sexual encounter with Shi Mo, she would never have intercourse with her husband again.