English. I couldn't speak it.
"Google Translate!"
No magic appeared. Damn it! What a useless spell!
No choice.
"Uh… I'm Japanese."
The blonde girl whipped around, eyes wide with shock.
'Japanese!? Am I in Japan?'
Uhh…
"Japanese? Is this Japan?"
No, no, definitely not.
My Japanese must have sounded weird because she looked confused.
"No… I can speak English… a little."
I tried to convey that my English was limited. The girl suddenly threw herself at me, clinging desperately.
"Where am I!? Monster!!! Monster!!!"
Ah… yeah. I could understand the panic.
But then I noticed her clothes—tattered and filthy. A strong fermented smell clung to her. She must have been running from magical beasts for days, finally stumbling into the city. If she'd been summoned to the same forest as me, walking straight here would take four days at minimum. In reality, it had probably been a full week. No baths, no safe places to wash. I'd headed straight for people the moment I arrived; if she'd hesitated, it would have taken even longer.
She was in the exact same situation I'd been in—summoned by that crazy magician and left to fend for herself.
I felt genuine sympathy.
"Hey… are you hungry?"
First things first—food. Then a bath and clean clothes.
Using gestures and my broken English, I calmed her down enough to guide her to the shop. I called Merry over to help with the bath and changing. When the food came out—soba noodles with tempura—her eyes lit up.
"Soba! Tempura!"
"…Thank you."
She still seemed wary after washing and changing, but she devoured the meal like she hadn't eaten in days.
The moment she finished, a message flooded directly into my head:
'First time eating this, but it's delicious.'
"Eh?"
"Wa!?"
Both Merry and I jumped in surprise. The girl looked puzzled.
'What? Why are they reacting like that?'
"It's working! We can communicate!"
"Amazing… Is this magic?" Merry asked, eyes sparkling.
The girl quickly realized what was happening.
'…Can you understand me now?'
"Yes! Well… sort of."
This was incredible. The "telepathy" worked by sending thoughts straight into the mind. If I focused on the strange mental space, I could reply the same way.
'I can understand you too!'
'Ah! Thank goodness! Really, thank you so much! Where am I!?'
'The summoner didn't explain? This is another world. We were called here to hunt magical beasts.'
'She did say that! But it's insane! Fight monsters!? I can't!'
Yeah… I felt the same at first.
'I want to go home! How do I get back!?'
'Calm down. I've been here five years. The summoner was right—you have to kill magical beasts to return.'
'N-no way…' The girl started crying.
'Papa… Mama… Christopher… help me…'
Merry looked worried. This was the first time I'd met another Earth person in this world, and I'd never even heard rumors about others. I hadn't told anyone about my own origins either.
I let her cry it out, then continued the conversation once she calmed a little.
She was a 13-year-old girl from Britain. Summoned just like me, but instead of fighting, she'd run for her life until she reached the city.
'I want to go home… I hate this world!!'
She broke down again. After everything she'd been through, I couldn't blame her.
"Merry, can you step out for a bit?"
"Eh? But…"
I didn't want her hearing too much negativity about this world. The people here lived decent lives despite the dangers. Still, as fellow Earth transplants, I understood the girl's despair perfectly.
"…Okay," Merry said softly and left.
While the girl sobbed, an unexpected word popped into my head.
'British Empire?'
She'd referred to her homeland that way.
'Yes, and your country is the Empire of Japan, right?'
Ah… I see. The summoner had pulled people from different eras.
"The eras are different too!?"
The gap was huge. I knew almost nothing about Britain during the British Empire period, and she probably knew nothing about modern Japan.
'…What?'
'We were summoned from different times. I'm from the future of Japan.'
'…I see.'
Knowledge wouldn't help much here.
'Stay at this house until you calm down.'
But we didn't have extra rooms—mine, Miu's, and Merry's already filled the space above the izakaya, and Layla often slept over too. Better to send her to Roiza's shop. It was safer and more comfortable.
I explained everything to Roiza and arranged a room for the girl. When I suggested a teacher for language and culture, she refused.
'I don't need it. We can communicate like this, and I have no interest in this world's culture.'
Her attitude worried me. I consulted the ever-reliable Yuira.
"Perhaps you should speak with Lord Gelahagudome~"
That masked pervert?
"He will be more helpful than I can be~"
I prepared plenty of alcohol and summoned the eccentric mage to my izakaya. This time he wasn't bottomless, but the huge mask was still firmly in place. He looked like a character straight out of a fighting game.
"I'll give you all the drinks you want if you'll listen to my problem."
"Straight to the point—I like that. Speak."
I summarized: I'm from another world. The alcohol from my hand is magic. Yesterday I met a girl from the same world who desperately wants to return. What should I do?
"You don't want to go back, do you?"
He cut straight to the heart of it.
"I'm getting married here."
I had Merry, the Roiza-Layla sisters, Miu, Rai, Miju… and this shop was my pride and joy.
"Then don't try to keep her close. Give her supplies and advice, then let her go."
"Eh?"
"Absolutely do not get involved deeply. You chose survival and building a life here. She only thinks about returning. Your goals will never align. It will only cause trouble. She'll end up hurting the people around you because she's desperate to leave."
…He was right.
"But dumping her with nothing would hurt my conscience. So support her with goods, money, and knowledge. Let your shop be a calm resting place for people from the same world. Trying to fully integrate her will only lead to conflict."
This guy was sharp.
"Thank you. I'll do that."
"If you want, I can examine her magic. She might have the power to kill beasts."
"Please do."
The girl's ability turned out to be mental attacks. Gelahagudome, still wearing his massive mask, explained calmly while the scared blonde listened intently.
'There are beasts you can kill with that power.'
'Where?'
'There's a dungeon near a town not far from here. Fairies live there.'
"Fairies?"
I asked in the local language. I already knew—this world's fairies were extremely cruel and powerful, treated as magical beasts. Many parties hunted them. A mental-attack mage would be very welcome.
'Th-thank you!'
'Get support from this shopkeeper. You'll need money and supplies.'
In the end, the blonde girl decided to head to that town.
'I'll come back sometime.'
Knowing her power could actually kill beasts brightened her a little. I hoped she'd survive.
"Was it a hundred beasts?" Gelahagudome asked.
"Yes."
"Difficult."
"Fairies don't number a hundred, and that attack won't work on other beasts."
In other words…
"She probably can't go home."
I thought about it for a while. Was there any way I could save her? But honestly, I'd been too busy surviving to think about protecting others. My shop and my girls were all I could handle. I'd even had my money stolen once—that had been my limit.
"Oh, right."
I'd almost forgotten.
Time to visit Rai.
Since she was living in her new home, I couldn't just call her over. I slipped a letter through the window instead. Four days later, at the arranged meeting spot, she showed up.
"Y-you're terrible♡"
Rai smelled strongly—four days without bathing, exactly as ordered. The graffiti from before had mostly faded, but the scent of her natural sweat was intense.
"Yeah, this is perfect."
"I told my husband I'm sick and can't bathe… but I'm at my limit♡"
"Don't worry, I have something that removes the dye. I'll apply it now."
She looked relieved.
Heh… but it wasn't going to end that easily.
"Funyaaaaah♡♡♡ What is thiiis♡♡♡"
"It's called lotion."
I'd wished for a liquid that could remove the skin dye, and this slippery, glossy fluid had appeared. I slathered it generously all over her body, making sure to mix in a strong aphrodisiac.
"I love the unique smell of your sweat, Rai."
I buried my face in her still-unlotioned armpit and inhaled deeply.
"Nooo♡♡♡ Don't smell Rai's stinky sweat♡♡♡"
I ignored her protest and licked it. The salty, pungent taste made my cock throb.
"Disgusting♡ You made me smell like this♡"
Still ignoring her, I moved lower. Her pussy hadn't been lotioned yet.
"Wow, the smegma is incredible."
"Don't look♡♡♡"
"It's so stretched and creamy… This pussy has been trained to only accept big cock now. And it stinks."
"Aaahn♡ You're the one who made it like this♡ It's all your fault♡♡♡"
Exactly.
"Then I'll take responsibility and clean it out properly."
"Waittt♡♡♡ Don't have sex with meee♡♡♡ I'm already cumming just from this♡♡♡"
"I'll stir your smegma all the way into your womb."
"So mean♡♡♡ You're delivering smegma straight into the baby room♡♡♡"
The body odor from four days without bathing was shockingly strong—and it turned me on like crazy.
"Hmm… maybe I should graffiti you again."
"Please don't♡♡♡ I'll do anything♡♡♡ I'll obey everything♡♡♡"
"Oh? Then next time let's try turning you into a ganguro bitch—like Layla's tanned skin, blonde hair, body piercings. The classic newlywed NTR transformation!"
That would require preparation, so for now—
"From now on, come even if I don't call you. Once a week."
"Yes♡♡♡ I'll spread my pussy and come visit♡♡♡"
Good.
"And bring the dress you wore on your wedding day. Got it?"
"…Eh? U-understood."
Perfect. I couldn't wait.
Of course, I didn't let her leave yet.
We dove straight into full lotion play.
"Ooooooh♡♡♡ This is bad♡♡♡ The sticky slippery feeling is driving me crazy♡♡♡"
"It makes everything so smooth… Your pussy is stretching even wider."
"If you stretch it any more♡♡♡ I'll be dripping pussy juice everywhere when I walk♡♡♡"
"You've turned into a magnificent loose, sloppy cunt."
"I can't show this to my husband anymore♡♡♡ This big-cock-only pussy♡♡♡ It's too embarrassing♡♡♡"
Even as she complained, Rai was slamming her hips back against me with wild abandon, the lotion making every thrust obscenely loud and slippery.
"Then I'll cum inside this loose, sloppy pussy."
"Yes, cum inside♡♡♡ Fill this lotion-covered pregnant sloppy cunt with your thick load♡♡♡"
I ended up cumming four times—painting her insides, her tits, her face, and once more deep in her womb while she screamed in ecstasy.
The slippery, glossy lotion made every movement feel lewd and exaggerated. Her body glistened under the light, every curve shining as I pounded her relentlessly. We fucked in every position—missionary with her legs pinned back, doggy while I yanked her hair, cowgirl where she rode me desperately, even standing against the wall with one leg lifted high. The aphrodisiac turned her into a dripping, begging mess.
"Harder♡ Fuck your married slut harder♡ Stretch my cheating pussy even more♡"
"You love being my dirty secret, don't you? Tell me while I breed you."
"I love it♡ I'm your secret lotion-covered cum dump♡ My husband has no idea his wife is getting ruined by big cock every week♡ Fill me until it leaks out for days♡♡♡"
By the fourth creampie she was trembling, eyes rolled back, babbling incoherently as thick white cum mixed with the glossy lotion and dripped down her thighs.
This story also started because of a comment suggestion.
Lotion play is planned for other girls too.