Kyle woke up with his cock already straining against the blanket, morning wood throbbing from dreams of Eleanor bent over the bed, her ass jiggling as he rammed into her from behind.
"Damn... I can't keep going like this." He muttered. "I need to control her quickly."
He swung his legs off the bed and headed downstairs. But before he reached the bottom of the stairs—
"Ah~ ♥"
A faint moan froze him mid-step.
`Is that... a moan?`
His heart was pounding in his ears as he carefully went down the stairs․ The moans were getting louder with every step․
On the ground floor he had realized that the moaning sound was coming from the kitchen and walked there cautiously․
On reaching the kitchen, he peered around the doorframe․
It took his breath away, his eyes getting wide․
Eleanor was standing there in the kitchen with her back against the kitchen counter with the hem of her skirt pulled up to her waist and the sodden black lace underwear stuck to her sopping pussy․
Her legs were spread, and her pussy juices glistened on her inner-thighs, slowly dripping down onto the floor․
But it wasn't her quaking thighs or her cotton underwear that made Kyle lose his breath․
It was the fucking carrot!
Her other hand gripped a big carrot, which she drew across her wet knickers round and round, harder and faster, on her clitoris and between her pussy lips․
"Nghh~!" Her moans filled the kitchen while her expressions were lewd.
Kyle was shocked. His penis was even more shocked, as it grew even harder than before
`Well... I didn't expect this.`
He watched her for a long moment before instinctively summoning her status screen.
[Name: Eleanor]
[Strength: 4 | Intelligence: 9 | Endurance: 5 | Agility: 6 | Mana: 0]
[Affection: 31%]
Then suddenly, before Kyle could even examine her stats—
[Eleanor's Affection: 31% → 32%]
Kyle blinked. `Wait... did her affection just increase?`
He kept looking at the number, then at Eleanor, then back at the number again.
`Is she thinking about me right now?` He couldn't help it, a big smile just started creeping across his face.
It felt... honestly, it felt pretty crazy. This whole thing was way more than he ever thought would happen, but he wasn't complaining. Not at all.
`This is even better than I thought... but if I leave her like this, she's never gonna stop.`
Kyle took a slow breath and walked into the kitchen, making plenty of noise so she'd notice. He did a big, loud yawn and rubbed his eyes like he was half asleep.
"Morning."
Eleanor jolted as if struck by lightning. Her hands moved in a blur—skirt dropping back into place, posture straightening far too quickly. She turned toward him, her face burning red.
"G-good morning! I—I was just… preparing breakfast!" she stammered.
She was looking as natural as could be, with shiny drips of pussy fluids on the floor, and her hard nipples showing through the fabric of her dress․
Especially the tip of the carrot she was holding now in her pussy juices․
Kyle tipped his head to the side but he didn't seem to have noticed anything unusual as he walked past and slid into the seat across․
Then he pointed at the carrot she had been rubbing against her pussy a second before․
"This carrot—"
"I-I was going to eat it!"
she quickly interrupted him, put the carrot in her mouth, and took a bite from the end slick with her fluids.
Kyle's lips trembled as he tried hard to suppress his laughter.
"I think it's delicious, isn't it?"
"Y-yes, you are right."
She forced a smile as her thoughts were racing.
`Did he hear me? Did he see anything?`
Her shyness was replaced with intense lust. Thinking about him looking at her like that sent a wave of heat through her body. It was sharp enough to make her knees feel shaky.
She tried to look busy with breakfast stuff, just moving around the kitchen. Kyle was just sitting there being quiet, pretending to look at the table. But he was totally watching her out of the corner of his eye.
`She's far worse than yesterday.`
It wasn't subtle anymore. Her movements were slow but lustful, as if she wanted to seduce Kyle.
She was bending over a lot in front of him when she placed the dishes on the table, giving him a clear view of her cleavage. She was turning her butt toward him and jiggling it lewdly when she tried to reach the dishes at the top.
Like a female in mating season.
At last she faced him, thighs tightly squeezed. As they started to eat, she was trying hard to look calm.
Kyle took a bite, then spoke casually. "Need anything from the market? I'm heading out soon."
Eleanor blinked, clearly startled by the question.
"Oh... n-no," she replied, shaking her head. "I don't need anything."
Kyle nodded. "Alright."
A short while later, he stood suddenly, chair screeching. "I'll be back soon."
His hand grazed her shoulder as he passed, fingers dipping beneath her collar to trace her feverish skin.
"Rest up, Eleanor. You seem... restless."
She shuddered, a whimper catching in her throat.
She turned, watching him leave. Her eyes followed his back until the door closed behind him.
***
Whistling a melody that clashed with the crude ideas rushing through his head, kyle followed the dirt road toward the village in a clearly better attitude.
`Eleanor's soaked pussy... that carrot... and now her attempts to tempt me at breakfast. Only a small push remains, and she will fall under my control.`
His cock hardened when he remembered that, but he forced his mind back at the task: gaining a weapon.
The real reason he had gone out wasn't to wander around. It was preparation for the next hunt.
`I need to buy a dagger... sword isn't practical for hunting, plus I don't even know how to use it.`
He remembered asking Alden yesterday where to buy weapons in the village. Alden had told him there was only a single blacksmith.
Soon Kyle had reached the village itself, and he followed Alden's directions until he began hearing the regular clang of metal on metal․
It was a small stone building that had seen its stone walls blackened from the years of iron forging․ A few swords and spears, as well as crude-looking tools for hunting, hung on the walls․ Nothing fancy, but solid․
Kyle stepped inside.
But it wasn't the weapons that caught his attention.
"Garrick? Luna?"
The two were standing near the counter, quietly arguing over a bundle of gear.
They both turned at the same time.
"Kyle?" Garrick grinned. "Didn't know you would be here."
"Hey!" Luna waved to him. "What brings you to the forge?"
Kyle smiled. "I'm seeking something useful for hunting. And you two?"
"We're gearing up for tomorrow, another hunt." Luna said. "We plan to go deeper into the forest."
Garrick nodded. "Yeah, figured we'd grab some stuff before heading out."
Before Kyle could even say anything, some heavy footsteps started coming from the back of the shop.
An old man walks out—short, really wide, built like a big block of iron. His arms are still big even though he's older, with this gray, messy beard.
He wiped his hands on his leather apron and just kinda squinted at Kyle.
"Well now... you must be that boy living over at the mayor's house."
Kyle blinked. "You know me?"
The old man laughed, a rough but friendly sound. "In a village this small? Everyone knows everyone."
He reached out his hand. "Name is Bram. The only blacksmith you'll find around here."
Kyle shook his hand. "Nice to meet you. I'm Kyle."
"So," Bram said, already turning toward the weapon rack, "what're you looking for?"
"A dagger," Kyle answered. "Something practical for hunting."
"Good choice," Bram mumbled approvingly.
He dug around for a bit and pulled out a simple dagger. It felt really solid. Nothing fancy, just clean and tough... like it wouldn't break.
Kyle felt the weight in his hand. "This feels perfect."
"I'll give you a fair price," Bram said. "Eight bronze coins."
Kyle nodded and paid without hesitation.
`That leaves me with nine bronze... manageable.`
Bram wrapped up the dagger when Garrick moved near.
"By the way, since you're preparing to hunt․․․ why don't you join us?"
Luna nodded․ "You did great last time․"
Kyle faltered, then said․ "I suppose I'll have to․․․ I'm not very seasoned, but I'll do what I can."
"Good," Garrick said․ "We will leave tomorrow morning․"
Halfway through the chat, something clicked in Kyle's mind․
`Come to think of it... I've never checked their status screen.`
He refocused on Garrick and Luna. And without another word, he summoned their status screens.