How to Lift the Curse (3)I barely managed to climb to the second floor with trembling legs before collapsing in the hallway. My panties and bra were completely soaked - I could feel love juice and breast milk flowing out uncontrollably.
Lifting my shirt to check my stomach, the womb tattoo was glowing an ominous red again.
"Damn it."
That bastard's groping had flipped my arousal switch. The only saving grace was that the thugs downstairs hadn't noticed my condition.
"Are you alright?"
The waiter approached me with a concerned expression. I forced an awkward smile while hastily covering my soaked pants crotch.
"I have a chronic condition that acts up sometimes. I'll be fine after resting, so please don't worry."
"Are you absolutely sure? Please let me know if you need anything."
Despite his kind words, the bastard was blatantly stealing glances at my cleavage while I sat slumped. It was obvious what he wanted to do seeing a once-in-a-lifetime beauty in disarray.
I need to be careful.
The reactivated womb tattoo's effects made me feel like I might collapse from sexual desire. If he'd touched my breasts just a little more earlier, I might have lost all reason and offered my body to him. If that happened, I'd have been passed around that gang until I became a broken rag.
After paying the lodging fee at the counter, I entered my room. Closing the door released my tension, making the stinging sensations in my womb and clitoris feel even stronger.
"Hngg."
My panties felt suffocating due to my fully erect massive clitoris. When I removed both pants and panties, my compressed clitoris sprang up reaching all the way to my navel.
Throb, throb, throb, throb.
My clitoris had completely transformed into a penis-like form after Kalia's torment. While normally shaped like an ordinary clitoris, it now measured nearly 15cm with a rounded, swollen glans.
Gripping the massive clitoris with my left hand, I felt that familiar sensation - exactly like when I used to jerk off as a man.
I approached the dressing table mirror. Noah stood there gripping her explosively erect massive clitoris. Having removed her top too, she was now completely naked. Her body remained breathtaking no matter how many times I saw it.
Standing before the mirror, I placed hands behind my head, thrust out my breasts, and swayed my hips in a dance. Overwhelming sensuality erupted - the kind no male could possibly resist.
I want to cum inside you, Noah.
Tsk-geok, tsk-geok, tsk-geok, tsk-geok, tsk-geok, tsk-geok,, tsk-geok, tsk-geok.
Though irrational, I couldn't resist. Violently stroking my clitoris, I slammed its tip against the mirror.
Tsk-geok, tsk-geok, thump, tsk-geok, tsk-geok, thump, tsk-geok, tsk-geok, thump, tsk-geok, tsk-geok, thump.
Within a minute of furious thrusting, an intense ejaculation surged forth, violently spraying white turbid liquid across the mirror. Enough gushed out to completely cover the mirror surface.
"Hah-ahk, Hahk, Hah-ahk, Hahk, Hahk."
Despite the massive ejaculation, my erection didn't soften at all. If anything, it twitched more vigorously, urging me to continue masturbating.
Through the white turbid liquid-covered mirror, I saw my fully flushed appearance. My voluptuous female body - drenched in breast milk and sweat - was crumbling from lust, helpless against the onslaught.
"Kyaaaak!"
Crash!
Just as I was about to continue masturbating, a woman's scream came from the window. Opening it to look down, I saw a woman lying on a broken tree branch - waitress uniform, brown short hair, petite frame. Aris.
When I realized what her presence here meant, my face burned crimson.
Did she see me masturbating? Did she see my penis-sized clitoris?
A man approached where Aris had fallen, having heard the scream.
My mind raced. One thing was certain - I couldn't let Aris be discovered like this.
That girl might spread unnecessary rumors. Then I could be sold as a sex slave to perverts with unusual tastes, or to a circus as the girl with a giant clitoris.
I put on X. My leveled-up physical abilities should let me easily jump from the second-story window, but the womb tattoo's stimulation made proper power usage difficult.
Using stealth, I leapt down beside Aris. Using booster reverse thrust, I landed lightly with only a small wind sound.
"Oo..., ooong... impossible..."
The high second floor impact left Aris unconscious, repeatedly muttering "impossible."
Hoisting Aris over my shoulder, I returned to my room through the window. The man who heard her scream looked around bewildered, finding nobody.
"Huu."
Seems I successfully retrieved her undetected.
Laying her on the bed, moonlight through the window cast her in mysterious blue. Stroking her hair, I fell deep into thought about how to handle her.
I succeeded in bringing her here. Now what? Kill her?
The dead tell no tales. No guarantee she'd keep my secret regardless of persuasion. Killing her here would be cleanest.
I drew a dagger from inventory. Piercing a vital point could kill her painlessly before regaining consciousness. While debating whether throat penetration or brain destruction through the eye would be less painful, another sleep-talking escaped Aris.
"Oong... can't eat more..."
Unaware of her mortal danger, she seemed to dream about eating. Her dazed expression looked quite happy. Seeing her pure smile felt unexpectedly cute. Doubts about killing Aris surfaced.
...
Would anyone believe her if she said I had a penis?
No, nobody would believe such unrealistic claims. If she blabbed randomly, she'd just be labeled a crazy woman.
Right, I'll end this by placating her into silence. Killing her would haunt me forever.
I removed X and changed into normal clothes so she wouldn't panic upon waking. She tossed and turned before flipping onto her stomach.
Her disheveled waitress uniform hiked up to her waist, revealing garter belts and snow-white panties. Even prone, her butt protruded prominently. Oversized for her frame, her panties had ridden up between her buttocks - ordinary briefs now looking like a thong.
"Gulp."
The womb tattoo emitted stronger currents, stimulating clitoris and womb.
My clitoris erected painfully. The urge to insert into her ripe body grew unbearable.
Hypnotized, I undid her garter belts and threw her panties under the bed. Before assaulting Aris, I recalled the thug groping her butt in the hall.
Would I be worse than him if I raped Aris now?
After brief contemplation, I shook my head lightly - no. Aris spied on me masturbating first. This was betrayal against my earlier kindness, so just a small punishment.
Finished rationalizing, I lightly kneaded her buttocks with clearer conscience. They felt chewy like rice cakes - seemingly containing delicious red bean paste inside.
Her back hole gripped my finger as tightly as her butt. Being inexperienced there, I could only insert two knuckles.
"Ooong... no, not there..."
Had she awakened?
"Oooong... won't eat more..."
Not yet.
I enjoyed her cute reactions while fingering her back hole and kneading her buttocks. Though she initially tried escaping the foreign sensation, she submitted quietly when I stroked her clitoris too.
A hot liquid streamed from Aris's pussy. Her body was heating up.
"Mm, mm, mm, mm, mmng, mm, mm, mmng..."
Even asleep, she began arching her back and making lewd sounds. She seemed ready.
I flipped Aris onto her back and mounted her. Face-to-face now. I brushed her bangs aside. My erect massive clitoris tapped against her pussy hole.
Pressing lips against hers, I pushed my massive clitoris into her pussy. It felt awkward and difficult to insert my massive clitoris into her pussy like an inexperienced boy.
After several attempts, it slid in smoothly as if suctioned. The tight, warm vagina made me feel united with her.
Yes, this is sex.
While orgasms during ejaculation felt good, the stability during initial penetration was wonderful too - like connecting with everything in the world beyond just my partner.
"Uh, uuung... wh-who are you?"
Aris's frightened voice sounded. She'd only awakened after being penetrated. She looked about to scream.
A kiss should prevent screaming.
"Hmph."
"Mmpph! Mph! Mmpph! Mph! Mmpph!"
Aris struggled desperately to escape. But her delicate frame stood no chance against me.
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