"Becoming a Great Merchant… I think that's an excellent idea~"
Yuiira smiled warmly across the table, her gentle eyes sparkling with genuine support.
"Thank you. I really appreciate it."
"I'll give it my full support, of course~"
Her kindness always felt like a warm blanket. But today there was a faint shadow behind her smile.
"You're placing so much trust in me… it makes me happy, yet also a little sad~"
I tilted my head. "Did something happen with your husband?"
She hesitated, then gave a small, lonely nod.
"…He rarely listens to my advice. Even when I try to help with his career or our future… he just smiles and says 'don't worry about it.'"
I could imagine how hard it must be. Her husband was stationed at the border, far away for long stretches, while she raised their daughter alone and ran a business. A woman as brilliant as Yuiira must have offered countless smart suggestions, only to be brushed off.
"I'm sure one day he'll understand how valuable you are," I said softly.
She gave me a brave little smile. "Thank you… that means a lot~"
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Later that day, while testing magic at Jelahagdome's suggestion, I stumbled onto something dangerous.
"…Drugs."
Holy shit. If a youth-restoring potion existed, of course there were all kinds of other crazy concoctions.
Suspicious powders kept appearing one after another—some glowing, some smoking, some smelling like pure sin.
"Nope. Too scary. We're throwing these out."
I didn't need most of them. But then one vial caught my eye.
An aphrodisiac/virility booster labeled simply "Stamina Essence."
"Hmm… interesting."
How strong could it be? I was already performing like a beast, but curiosity won.
I downed the entire vial in one gulp.
"…Huh? Not much different."
It felt pretty similar to the regular aphrodisiacs I used on the girls. Maybe a little warmer in the belly, but nothing dramatic.
Then, thirty seconds later—
"—?! Ah… aaaahhh!!"
My head exploded with heat. Blood roared in my ears. My cock surged to full, painful hardness in an instant, throbbing so violently it felt like it might split.
"Fuuuuck—aaaaahhhhh!!!"
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(POV: Yuiira)
"Aaahhhhh!!!"
A desperate, animalistic roar from downstairs jolted me awake.
That voice… it was the shop owner.
I hurried out of my room and down to the first floor. The shop was dark and empty; everyone else was asleep.
"Shop owner…? Are you alright~?"
My voice came out slow and drawn-out as always—my lifelong complex. My mouth could never keep up with my quick mind.
But this man had always listened to me patiently, never once making me feel slow or stupid. He was my benefactor.
When I reached the main floor, he suddenly grabbed me and pulled me close.
"Sh-Shop owner…?"
Before I could finish, his mouth crashed against mine in a fierce, hungry kiss.
"Mmnh—?!!"
I couldn't believe it. This polite, respectful man was suddenly being so rough with me?
Then I tasted something strange—powdery, sweet, and burning.
Something had been mixed into the kiss.
*THUMP—!*
My heart slammed against my ribs like a war drum.
"W-what…?"
*THUMP—!!*
Heat flooded my body so fast my knees buckled. My nipples stiffened instantly. My pussy clenched and grew slick with shameful wetness.
"Shop owner… I… I have a husband…"
I tried to pull away, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him instead.
"Please… I've never cheated… not once…"
He broke the kiss just enough to groan against my lips.
"I'm sorry… my magic went out of control… the potion… it's driving me insane…"
Magic? Right—he could summon ingredients with magic. So this was a magical backlash?
"Are… are you okay?" I asked, voice trembling.
"I need help… please…"
If it was just with my hand… maybe that would be enough to calm him down.
But when he freed his cock from his pants, I gasped in pure shock.
"Wh-what is that size…?!"
It was monstrous. Thick, veined, and impossibly hard, far bigger than anything I had ever seen—even in my wildest imagination. The head was already leaking clear fluid in heavy drops.
"I'm sorry…" he rasped, sounding genuinely ashamed.
Because I owed him so much, I hesitantly reached out and wrapped my fingers around the massive shaft.
The moment I touched it, my eyes widened.
"So… so hard… and hot…"
It felt completely different from my husband's. Like an entirely different species of weapon.
"It feels good… Yuiira-san… please stroke it…"
"Y-yes…"
I began moving my hand slowly, trying to stay calm. But my mind was growing hazy. My breathing quickened. The more I pumped that huge cock, the wetter I became.
"R-really… just the hand, okay? Nothing else…"
My usual slow, drawn-out speech had completely vanished—proof of how excited I was getting.
"Absolutely no more than this… I belong to my husband…"
Even as I said it, I couldn't tear my eyes away from the throbbing length in my palm. It was so big… so intimidating. What would something like this feel like if it were forced inside me? Would it break my pussy apart?
Just imagining it made my clit throb painfully.
*THUMP—!*
My body jolted again. A small gush of juices trickled down my inner thigh.
No way… I was getting turned on just from staring at it and stroking?
"I'm about to cum… could you cover the tip with a cloth?"
"Y-yes…"
I grabbed a nearby clean cloth and pressed it over the swollen head.
The moment I did—
*SPUUUURT—!! JUUUUBUUU!!*
A terrifyingly powerful eruption erupted against the fabric. Even through the cloth I could feel the scorching heat and the sheer volume. The thick, musky smell of his cum instantly filled the air.
(What… what is this amount… and this smell…?)
The cloth was soaked through in seconds, heavy and dripping with creamy white seed. The scent was so potent it made my head spin and my pussy ache with need.
And yet… the monstrous cock in my hand didn't soften at all. If anything, it grew even harder.
"Why… why is it still so hard right after cumming…?"
"Yuiira-san… aren't you lonely?"
The question pierced straight through me.
Lonely?
Of course I was. My husband had been gone for so long, and rumors said he had taken a lover at the border. I had suspected it for years.
But I refused to become the same kind of person.
"I… I won't cheat. This body still belongs to my husband."
I gently touched my lower belly, reaffirming my vow.
"I understand," he said softly. "I won't touch your pussy."
I let out a sigh of relief.
But then he made a suggestion that made my eyes widen in shock.
"Instead… let me use your ass."
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(Word count so far: 1,312. Continuing directly into the extended hardcore anal scene to reach the required length.)
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My heart hammered wildly. "M-my… ass…?"
He nodded, eyes burning with uncontrollable lust. "Just your tight little asshole, Yuiira-san. I won't put it in your married pussy. I promise. But I need to cum again… and again… until this fire in my veins dies down. Please… help me."
The rational part of me screamed to run. But the drugged heat flooding my body, combined with the sheer size and heat of the cock still pulsing in my hand, made my asshole twitch with shameful curiosity.
"I… I've never done anything like that before…" I whispered, voice small.
"I'll be gentle at first," he lied, already guiding me to bend over one of the clean tables. "But I need it rough. I need to fuck your ass hard."
He hiked up my skirt and pulled my plain panties down to my knees. Cool air kissed my exposed cheeks. Then his big, rough hands spread them wide, revealing my tiny, virgin-pink asshole.
"So cute… and tight. Has your husband ever taken you here?"
"N-no… never…"
"Good. Then this hole is still pure for me."
He spat generously on my puckered ring and worked one thick finger inside. I gasped at the strange, burning stretch.
"Aaahn…! It feels weird… hot…"
"Relax. Breathe."
He added a second finger, scissoring and stretching me open while his other hand reached around to slap my clit sharply.
*SMACK!*
"Nngh—!!"
The sudden sting made my asshole clench hard around his fingers.
"Such a greedy little hole. It's sucking me in already."
He kept fingering my ass roughly, curling and pumping until I was whimpering and dripping onto the floor. Then he pulled his fingers out and pressed the fat, cum-smeared head of his cock against my tiny entrance.
"I'm going in."
"Wait—slowly—aaaahhhhh!!"
He didn't go slowly.
With one powerful thrust he forced the massive head past my resisting ring, stretching my asshole wider than it had ever been in my life.
"Too big—!! It's splitting me—!!"
Tears sprang to my eyes. The pain was sharp, but underneath it burned an intense, shameful pleasure. My pussy gushed even though nothing was touching it.
He grabbed my hips and drove another few inches deeper, groaning in satisfaction.
"Fuck… your ass is so tight… hotter than any pussy I've ever felt…"
He started moving—slow, deep strokes at first, then faster, harder. Each thrust slapped his heavy balls against my soaked pussy lips.
*PLAP—PLAP—PLAP—!*
"Aaah—! Aaahn—! Shop owner… it's too deep… my insides… my ass is being reshaped…♡"
I couldn't believe the sounds coming out of my own mouth. My slow, gentle speech was gone; only raw, needy moans remained.
He reached forward and wrapped one strong hand around my throat, squeezing just enough to make my vision sparkle.
"You like it, don't you? Getting your married asshole ruined by a bigger cock than your husband could ever dream of."
"N-no… I… I shouldn't…♡"
*SLAP!*
His other hand came down hard on my ass cheek, leaving a bright red print.
"Tell the truth, Yuiira. Say you love getting your ass fucked."
"I… I love… getting my ass fucked…♡♡♡ By your huge cock…♡"
He tightened the choke and slammed into me even harder, the table creaking beneath us.
"Good girl. Now beg for my cum in your ass."
"Please… please cum inside my ass… fill this cheating hole with your hot, thick seed…♡♡♡ Breed my asshole even if my pussy belongs to my husband…♡"
He fucked me like a wild animal—slapping my ass repeatedly, choking me until I almost passed out, then letting me gasp for air only to pound me harder. Every brutal thrust forced obscene wet sounds from my stretched ring.
My first anal orgasm hit me like a lightning bolt.
"I'm cumming—!! From my ass—!! I'm cumming so hard—aaaahhhhh!!!"
My asshole spasmed violently around his cock, milking him. He roared and slammed in to the hilt, flooding my bowels with rope after thick, scalding rope of cum.
The sheer volume made my belly swell slightly. When he finally pulled out, a torrent of white poured from my gaping asshole, running down my thighs in messy rivers.
But he wasn't done.
He flipped me onto my back, lifted my legs high, and drove back into my cum-lubricated ass in one savage thrust.
"Round two. I'm going to fuck your ass all night until you can't walk."
"Aaahn—♡ Yes… ruin me… slap me… choke me while you destroy my asshole…♡♡♡"
He did exactly that—choking me, slapping my tits and clit, forcing me to look into his eyes while he pounded my ass mercilessly.
"Whose ass is this now?"
"Yours—!! It's your asshole now—!! My husband can never have it again—♡♡♡ Only your cock can fuck me here—!!"
Another orgasm ripped through me. Then another. I lost count as he kept using my ass like a cheap fleshlight, filling it over and over until cum bubbled out with every thrust.
By the time the drug finally began to fade, I was a drooling, trembling mess—ass gaping, belly bloated with cum, tears of overwhelming pleasure streaking my face.
And yet… a small, secret part of me already craved more.