The soft morning light filtered through the mountain villa's windows as I stirred from sleep, the lingering images of the dream still clinging to my mind like smoke.
『Father, we've arrived.』
Two cousin girls walked hand-in-hand toward their father, smiling innocently.
The man—me, older, wearier—sighed deeply at the sight of them.
"…They're my daughters, so I guess I have no one to blame but myself."
He rubbed his temples, looking utterly exhausted.
"A bad situation has come up. I need you two to handle it."
"If Father is relying on us…"
"It's about that idiot fairy again, isn't it?"
"Exactly. The Great Fairy Sandman is targeting Yuzuki. Protect her no matter what. Only Roz, who can use great magic, and Lei, who can control Roz, have any chance."
"We can intercept him, but…"
"He doesn't die."
The two girls spoke flatly, without a trace of fear.
"Interception is enough. He'll fall asleep eventually."
The man called Father looked even more depressed.
"Dealing with a Great Fairy is the kind of insane task only you two could pull off. Protect Yuzuki at all costs."
『Understood.』
The girls answered in perfect unison.
『That cross-dressing masochistic perverted slutty man-whore homo bitch—we swear on our pride to protect him.』
"…He's not a cross-dressing masochistic perverted slutty man-whore homo bitch…"
The man looked up at the sky in despair.
"Seriously, none of my kids turned out normal. Is it bad parenting? Or is it just the genes?"
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I woke up with a jolt.
"What the hell was that… a dream?"
It felt too vivid to be just a dream. The names stuck in my head.
I didn't recognize most of them, but…
"…Mii…"
That had to be my daughter with Miju. The face had carried a faint resemblance.
The two cousin girls were strangers to me—pale skin and tanned skin side by side—but something about them felt… inevitable.
And then there was "Yuzuki"—the one they called a cross-dressing masochistic perverted slutty man-whore homo bitch. The name started with "Yu," so maybe Yuira's child? I tried not to think about it too hard.
What really bothered me was the other name.
"…Great Fairy Sandman…?"
What the hell was that?
I tried calling the convenient penguin handyman, but he didn't show up. Typical. He always vanished when I actually needed him.
"Useless bird."
Maybe Melyuzine would know something about a Great Fairy.
I headed to the hot-spring villa and knocked on her private chamber door.
"Worship me."
A crude sign with messy handwriting was stuck to the door.
What the hell?
"It's Izumi. Coming in."
"Ah, what is it?"
Inside, Melyuzine was sitting on her luxurious bed, carefully cradling a large, glowing egg in her arms like it was the most precious thing in the world.
"…What's that?"
"An egg."
Yeah, I can see it's an egg, but why are you holding it like that?
"Never mind that. What do you want?"
I decided to ignore the egg for now.
"Do you know anything about a Great Fairy called Sandman?"
Melyuzine's eyebrows shot up instantly.
"That worthless piece-of-shit, no-good, eternal-sleeper, bottom-tier piss-and-shit perverted bitch? What about him?"
Whoa. That was a lot of venom in one sentence.
"Well… I had this weird dream—maybe a vision, maybe not—and it looked like one of my future kids is in danger. Something about Sandman targeting them."
She didn't laugh. Instead, her expression turned deadly serious.
"If it's Sandman, it's possible."
She nodded heavily.
"That bastard spends every waking moment fucking men. When he's not asleep, he's riding cock."
Wait, what?
"Sandman?"
I thought "man" meant male, but… fucking men?
"Great Fairies don't technically have gender, but they usually take female form when they want to get pregnant, so calling them 'she' is fine."
Fair enough.
"But that one has a disgusting obsession with pretty boys. Loves destroying their cocks while riding them. It's the worst."
She sounded genuinely disgusted.
"He should be waking up from his long sleep around now. The possibility is high. I think your 'vision' is real."
On the way back from Melyuzine's room, I taught the demi-humans how to prepare simple meals. Many of them were already used to self-sufficiency, so they picked things up quickly. The hot springs had also worked wonders—everyone was much cleaner now, which made group living far more pleasant.
The only problem was…
"…Breasts."
No, I hadn't gone insane.
Breasts were literally walking down the corridor.
Thanks to the constant access to hot water, most of the demi-humans had abandoned their ragged clothes entirely and now lived completely naked. Scales, fur, feathers—whatever covered their bodies—none of it hid the fact that a lot of them had very prominent, bouncing breasts.
"I really need to get some proper clothes made soon…"
The tailor shop was still overloaded with cabaret and high-class restaurant orders, but once things calmed down I'd commission a mountain of outfits.
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(Mio Sakura's POV)
"…Aaaah♡♡♡"
I was sprawled on my bed, smartphone in one hand, fingers frantically rubbing my soaked pussy.
The video playing was the one Izumi and I had recorded during our last subspace fuck session.
"…This… I want everyone to see this♡♡♡"
A dark, throbbing desire for ruin had taken root inside me.
I was proud of my career. My job was my identity, my everything.
And yet the thought of having that pride completely destroyed—publicly, humiliatingly—made my cunt clench and gush.
In reality I could never actually do it.
But the fantasy wouldn't go away.
So tonight, I…
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"…Hm? Wait, this is Mio-senpai's smartphone…"
At Mio's workplace, in the women's changing room, one of her juniors noticed the phone left carelessly on the bench.
"Mio-senpai is usually so perfect, but she can be scatterbrained too, huh♪"
She picked it up with a playful smile.
"Wow, no lock even. How careless."
She glanced at the entrance, then hesitated as a flicker of guilt hit her.
"…Is this a trap?"
No way. Serious, excellent Mio-senpai would never set something like that up.
Still, curiosity won. She swiped down to the notification bar.
『Next time send me a picture of your cunt』
"…Huh?"
It was a LINE notification.
Before she could stop herself, she tapped it.
The chat thread that opened made her freeze.
"…Hii!?"
Filthy, uncensored images filled the screen—close-ups of swollen, dripping pussy lips, vulgar marker writing scrawled across Mio's breasts and stomach: "Cock Addict ♡", "Free Use Hole ♡", "Office Bitch".
Then the videos.
She shouldn't.
But her thumb moved anyway.
The first video started playing.
『Ehehe♡♡♡ Everyone, please take a good look at Mio after she became her ex-boyfriend's personal cumdump sex toy♡♡♡』
Mio's face filled the screen, smiling brightly while spreading her soaked pussy with two fingers.
『Look at these dark, ruined pussy lips♡♡♡ They used to belong to a proud, high-class career woman♡♡♡ But now I've been completely broken and trained into a worthless cock slave who will do anything for dick♡♡♡』
Her fingers rubbed her clit furiously.
『Aaaahn♡♡♡ Fingers feel good, but I need Master's thick cock♡♡♡ Please destroy my slutty cunt completely with your fat dick♡♡♡ Turn me into the lowest, most worthless slave whose only value is getting fucked♡♡♡』
The junior's eyes were glued to the screen.
The respected, elegant senpai she had always looked up to was moaning like a cheap whore, begging to be ruined.
『I'm cumming—!!! This thoroughly trained sow pussy is cumming so hard—!!!!』
『Bishaaa! Bishaaa!』
Mio squirted violently, body convulsing, juices spraying everywhere as she screamed in ecstasy.
After the orgasm she spread her legs wide, showing off her gaping, twitching hole, completely broken and satisfied.
"…N-No way…"
The junior's hands were shaking.
She quickly put the phone back exactly where she found it and fled the changing room.
"I'm not feeling well. I'm heading home early."
She left the office in a daze and went straight back to her apartment.
"No… that can't be real. Senpai would never…"
But it had been Mio's face. Mio's voice. Mio's body.
The realization hit her like lightning.
Without thinking, her hand slipped between her legs.
"…Hii!"
She was soaking wet—far wetter than she had ever been in her life.
The image of her proud, admired senpai reduced to a drooling, cum-hungry pig replayed in her mind.
"Higyiiii—!!!"
An overwhelming wave of twisted pleasure crashed through her.
"I'm cumming—!!!!"
Honmura, Mio's junior, masturbated furiously while picturing every filthy detail, until she finally passed out from the intensity, fingers still buried deep inside her spasming pussy.
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Back in the mountain villa, I stared at the ceiling, the dream and Melyuzine's warning echoing in my head.
If that vision was real, then somewhere in the future my family—my children—would face a threat from a Great Fairy who spent his waking hours destroying pretty boys with his insatiable lust.
I didn't know who Yuzuki was yet.
I didn't know what Sandman truly wanted.
But one thing was certain.
If anyone tried to harm my family, dream or not, I wouldn't hesitate.
I would protect them.
With everything I had.
And if that meant slapping, choking, and breeding every woman in my harem even harder just to make more strong children who could stand beside me…
Well.
I'd do that too.
Gladly.