Chapter Fourteen #3
At the very least, there was nothing weird about buying a dog and immediately being obsessed with each other.
We went inside once it got closer to the end of Stella’s shift. Fortunately, there were clocks here and there around the city, so it was easy to tell when it was time.
Stella, before noticing us, looked exhausted and ready to fall asleep while standing.
Stella, after noticing us, looked like she just chugged a couple dozen coffees by the way that she was bouncing up and down while waving at us and shouting, “I’ll be right over! Just let me clock out!”
“So big,” Lupa said.
“Yeah,” I said. “As hot as the sight was of her bouncing all over was… that had to hurt, right? I mean… it’s still skin slapping against the body.”
“Mm? Why would it hurt?”
“Because… it’s a sensitive body part slapping against skin over and over?”
“Boobs can’t feel pain, Master.”
“… what?”
Lupa tilted her head. “Everyone knows that.”
“I’m not everyone.”
“True. Master is weird.”
“Wouldn’t it still hurt the skin underneath the boobs?”
“No. Girls’ bodies don’t work that way.”
“They just… don’t work that way.”
“Yeah.”
“But… can boobs still feel anything else?”
Lupa tilted her head the other way. “Another weird question. Is Master from another world where boobs didn’t exist?”
“The answer to that question is half yes, half no.”
“Mm. Well, since Master doesn’t know, boobs are how girls feel good.”
“That’s—”
Wait.
Seth’s worldbuilding.
… that guy’s highly specific, niche fetishes struck again.
I couldn’t believe that I forgot.
When I thought of how I’d probably be losing my virginity, I was thinking… well, normal sex. You know, the classic penis-in-vagina stuff.
But no.
Seth’s world didn’t work like that. When asked why, he gave the answer that offended many, many people on all sides of the topic.
It was an answer that didn’t need repeating and was better left on Earth.
The important part was that, because of his total lack of interest in vaginal and hatred for anal, he made it so that in this world… girls’ tits and mouths were the most sensitive parts of their body. Sexually, at least.
It was the kind of world where a girl could eat food totally fine, but orgasm just from licking a dick. It was a world where girls could wear tight bras and clothes without an issue, but could orgasm just from being groped or giving a titfuck.
In the lore, women considered men weird for liking vaginal, and most men had no interest in blowjobs or titfucks… which made the player character god’s gift to the women of the world when he loved those things.
To a girl, losing her virginity didn’t mean vaginal sex. It meant sucking dick.
Even though it was always fade-to-black in the game, it was more than heavily implied that the only kind of sex that happened between the player character and the girls were things like blowjobs, titfucks, handjobs, thighjobs, etc. Neither of the holes below the waist were ever implied to be used.
Someone even made a mod once that rewrote some of the romance dialogue to be more “realistic” by implying “normal” sex as well, but Seth banned them from the mod workshop which caused a whole other case of drama.
“Master?” Lupa asked, her face right in front of mine. “Why are you so red?”
“Hey, Lupa,” I said. “Just to confirm… tonight, what do you… plan on doing?”
“Mm? Isn’t it obvious?”
“Just… answer the question, please.”
“Mm… I plan on eating Master’s bone until you make me stop.”
“And I’m assuming you mean with your mouth. And without teeth.”
Lupa nodded. “I’ll do my best not to hurt it, but it’s my first time, so if I accidentally touch it with my fangs… sorry. I’ll try to be gentle.”
“Men… men of this world hate that kind of thing, don’t they? Getting ‘eaten?’”
Lupa nodded again. “Men only care about getting girls pregnant, but that doesn’t feel good to girls at all. But even if Master only likes selfish sex… I still want to be with Master.”
“The—the clit. Do girls at least… care about their clit?”
“Why would we? It doesn’t do anything.”
Seth! I internally shouted. What did you do to these girls with your worldbuilding?! I took a deep breath. “What if I told you that I’ve fantasized about… using your mouth and chest?”
Lupa let out one of her incredibly rare, little laughs. “Master is silly.”
“I’m afraid of asking, but how?”
“Master is already too unrealistic, but some guys can be nice like Master, probably. But none of them fantasize about those.”
“So, a guy who likes to use girls’ mouths and chests is something like unrealistic wish fulfillment for women who would never actually exist in the real world.”
Lupa nodded. “Mm.”
“Hey! I’m here!” Stella said, panting after running over to us. “Woah, Sev is super red. Whatcha talking about?”
“Master is being silly.”
“Yeah?”
“Mm. He didn’t know about boobs feeling good, asked if girls care about clits, and asked what if he fantasized about girls’ mouths and boobs.”
Stella started laughing after hearing all of that while giving my shoulder a few gentle smacks. “That’s crazy! What, are you like, from another universe or something where girls didn’t exist?”
I sighed and repeated, “The answer to that question is half yes, half no.”
Stella was still laughing. “Oh, man, that’s crazy to think about. A guy who actually likes blowjobs and titfucks? He’d probably have a million girls lining up outside his door for a chance to even meet him.”
What did you do, Seth? Even if I agree with your preferences and feel like the luckiest man alive right now, this is still too much!
“Ahh… a girl can dream, though,” Stella continued. “But you being a weirdo who likes fat girls is already enough to make you a unicorn.”
“Stella… did my interest in that lost pencil mean nothing?” I asked.
“That was you just entertaining me, obviously. Even if guys don’t like those things, they can still tolerate them and act like they enjoy them. Some guys are nice enough like that. Probably.”
“Both you and Lupa said ‘probably’ after things that should be normal and expected of men.”
Wait.
If things were reversed… usually, it was men who worried about being virgins. They were typically the ones doing most of the work in sex, so the expectation of endurance and skill was way higher on them.
But in this world…
“Sorry to keep talking about sex,” I said, “but here—when it comes to sex… do women worry about their endurance? And skill?”
“Obviously,” Stella answered. “I’m a virgin, so take what I say with a grain of salt, but like, guys last way too long.
A girl might cum five times from sucking his dick before he’s even close to finishing once, yeah?
So like, of course we get self-conscious about that sort of stuff.
I actually had this one friend a few years ago who did it with her husband, and she always complained about how she and his other wives couldn’t make him cum no matter what they tried while they usually came like, four times each in the same time.
It messed up her confidence real bad, but that’s just how it is.
You either try to make your man cum while holding back for as long as possible, or you let him try to knock you up while you don’t feel anything since that’s the only thing guys really like in the bedroom. ”
Lupa nodded. “Mm. Guys complain girls are selfish… but at least guys can feel good from the same stuff we like. We don’t get to feel good from what they like at all.”
“Right?”
“But even if Master takes hours to finish, I’ll do my best.”
“You get him, Lupa! And once you figure out his weakness, tell me, yeah?”
“Mm. I’ll share everything I learn with Teacher.”
“Hehe, such a good student you are.”
While Stella patted Lupa’s head, I could only watch the adorable sight while thinking, This world shouldn’t exist, Seth. But thank you. I’ll cherish it.
It was a world where, if I wanted to do anything involving their pussies or even their clits, it meant I was being selfish.
If I wanted to be a selfless lover who cared about my partners, then the best thing I could do for them…
was to let them suck my dick, titfuck me, and to cum as quickly and frequently as possible for them.
“Let’s… let’s go buy our phones,” I said.
“Woah, you okay?” Stella asked me. “You look super tired all of a sudden.”
“This conversation mentally exhausted me more than any dungeon. Even more than chopping that tree.”
“Ah, well, I guess you can’t literally be perfect in every single way, but that’s okay. No girl expects a guy to like these kinds of conversations.”
She was completely missing the point, but I was too burned out from the topic to correct her.
Plus, it’d be a fun misunderstanding to clear up some other time.
“Anyways, let’s go!” Stella said. “I checked with my friend at this store that specializes in used phones to see if she was working, and she is, so she’s going to hook you two up with some good deals for me.”
“Mm. Stella is nice,” Lupa said.
“I’d say something like, ‘I’m just trying to help my new friends,’ but I can’t lie, I’d do this for anyone crazy enough to not have a phone. Like, seriously, how do you survive without a phone?”
Lupa clung to my left arm, once again hugging my arm against her breasts… and Stella, after seeing that, decided it was okay to do with my right arm.
“Heh, what an unlucky guy, sandwiched between two girls,” Stella teased. “But seriously, if this is too much, let me know, okay?”
“You’re fine,” I said.
Then I realized something.
Their breasts were incredibly sensitive. Far, far more sensitive than they were on Earth.
In this world, where their breasts were far more sensitive, and there were all sorts of other silly reversals going on…
I looked at their faces as we went outside.
Both Lupa and Stella were blushing a little, and Lupa in particular wiggled and grinded her chest against my arm more than I originally realized she was when holding onto me.
Every time the girls held onto my arms while pressing their breasts against it… were they basically dry humping me by their world’s logic?