Chapter Fifteen #4
Both girls then turned to look at me. The mood in the hallway transformed in an instant. Seeing them hug was so cute and wholesome, but now… they had the eyes of predators as they looked at me.
“Would you look at that,” I said, stepping toward the guest room.
“There’s a convenient bed right there. I think I’ll go ahead and get on it.
I sure hope no girls with the same fetishes as me join me in the bed.
That would just be horrible.” I went into the room.
“Then again, with how weak girls are, I doubt it’ll be a problem.
A girl could never be stronger than a man. ”
Rosie turned smug awfully quickly while Lupa looked ready to prove me wrong with fierce determination.
I didn’t even make it to the bed on my own.
Lupa grabbed me, spun me around, and pushed me backwards onto it. The next thing I felt were her lips pushed against mine as she climbed on top of me, reaching one hand down into my pants as her other hand kept me pinned down by my shoulder.
A string of saliva kept our lips connected once she broke the kiss off, looking into my eyes from above.
She might not have been able to literally enter a state of heat, but she sure looked like she was in one…
and it was hot. Really, really hot. “Master… if you say things like that, you’re purposely trying to get us to prove you wrong, aren’t you? ”
“Dunno,” I said. “Am I?”
“Mm. Master, you’re weaker than you think. You shouldn’t tempt girls.”
Something about that hurt a little.
Being called weak.
It reminded me of all those times people mocked me—bullied me. It reminded me of my parents who hated me. Of my classmates who treated me like a punching bag.
For so many years, I absolutely hated being weak. I despised myself for it.
But, with Lupa and Rosie, who I trusted to actually care about me and protect me… maybe it was alright to be a little weak.
Maybe it was alright to give up control to them. At least, every now and then. I still wanted to get stronger both when it came to my real body and the system, but… maybe, just for now, I wanted to be weak.
I wanted them to show me that there was nothing wrong with being weak, and that they wouldn’t hate me for being weak.
…
That was probably it.
I wanted them to accept me, to love me, and to want me despite my weakness.
I wanted to feel like they would still care about me even if I still had my old body.
“Is this all you’ve got, Lupa?” I asked. “I thought you were stronger.”
“Mm… Master, being bratty,” Lupa said. “You started looking sad, but now you look happy.”
“I wonder why.”
Then Rosie joined in, sitting on the bed next to my head. “Where’d all that dominance from the couch go, huh? You were holding my horn like you thought you were in control, but now you can’t even get out from under the girl you called weak.”
“All I’d have to do is grab your tits and you’d be moaning beyond control again.”
Rosie’s eye twitched. “Lupa, don’t go easy on him. He’s asking for it at this point.”
“Mm.” Lupa licked her lips. “I was going to go easy on Master for our first time… but I don’t think he wants us to go easy.”
“Nope. He’s making that clear. But, if he wants us to stop, then he can always tell us to stop. Isn’t that right, Sev?”
I thought safe words were usually weirder on purpose, but apparently “stop” became our safe word. “Why would I say that?” I asked. “You’ll be the ones begging me to stop by the end of this.”
“Lupa.”
“Mm, got it,” Lupa replied. She then slid lower down my body, letting Rosie take over by holding me down by my shoulders with minimal effort, and got between my legs.
I thought she was going straight to pulling my pants down, but she pressed her nose against my bulge first to sniff it.
Then she kept sniffing. And the more she sniffed, the faster her tail wagged.
“L-Lupa?” Rosie asked.
“Master’s scent… so good,” Lupa replied. “Want covered in it…”
Her nose kept on brushing against my cock over the clothes, and that was enough to get me throbbing even more than I already was.
Rosie noticed the throbbing, too. “He-hey… that—isn’t that… really big? There’s no way… it can be that big, right? It’s an optical illusion or something?”
I made sure to laugh a little and smirk up at Rosie. “What’s wrong? You sound awfully nervous now. Don’t think you can handle it?”
“Sev, you’re really good at making me want to tie you up and gag you at times like this.”
“You won’t be able to hear me moan about how good it feels if you gag me.”
“… you have a point.”
But eventually, Lupa decided she sniffed me over my clothes enough. Maybe she wanted to finally see it, or maybe she just wanted to smell it more directly. Either way, Lupa gripped the top of my pants, making sure to get her fingers under the briefs I got as well, and pulled down.
Going by the fact that she had her head directly over me, she probably wasn’t expecting much still for some reason. Maybe it was incapable for her, as a girl of this insane world, to expect what could ever happen despite all the clues.
My cock sprung up.
And it slapped right against her face. Even at the distance she put between her head and my crotch while pulling my pants down, my cock still easily reached her.
Rosie actually got jump scared from it going by how she let go of me and literally jumped backwards.
“Se-seriously?!” Rosie shouted. “How—what—how do you keep on getting more and more impossible?!”
Lupa, meanwhile, was totally stunlocked. She ended up shrinking down behind my cock while looking up at it with wide eyes. The moonlight outside provided light at just the right angle to cast a subtle shadow over Lupa’s face.
Seeing the bulge and feeling it the other night somehow did not prepare her for how big it was.
As for my new pride and joy, I was assuming it had to be…
maybe around ten inches? I knew a pretty decent amount of random anatomical facts thanks to all my time in medical facilities, so I knew that the average head length was around nine inches for an adult from chin to the top of their head.
And my cock was longer than the total length of Lupa’s head.
Actually, it might have been even longer than I thought since it wasn’t like it was just barely longer.
Seth made sure I had an actual monster—no, a dungeon boss, in my pants. My cock was the equivalent of a post-endgame dungeon boss. That was a fun way of looking at it.
Fortunately, its girth wasn’t too insane. It would have been a shame if it was too thick to fit in their mouths. Though, they’d probably still struggle to fit it inside their mouths.
But that was hot in its own way.
Lupa finally moved again by poking my cock. It twitched in response. Lupa then looked at Rosie and said, “Rosie… it’s real.”
“Are… are you sure?” Rosie asked.
Lupa sniffed my cock by pressing her nose against it, and her tail wagged like crazy in response.
“Real,” she confirmed. “Mm… Master’s scent.
” And right after saying that, Lupa got fully immersed in rubbing my cock all over her face.
She kept her hands on the bed around me as she rubbed every last inch of her face against it.
Her chin, her cheeks, her nose, her forehead—it was like she was genuinely trying to cover her head with my scent.
Then the licking began.
She started off with a few, slow, measured licks that drove my cock wild. Her eyes were closed at first, but then she opened them to look directly into my eyes to make sure I was watching as she ran her surprisingly long tongue over every inch of my shaft.
I wasn’t the only one watching. Rosie was watching while panting the whole time, and I even caught her reaching up to grope her own breast while watching the show.
It looked like I was going to win, though.
I might have started moaning a little, but Lupa was the one with increasingly frequent and louder—but still pretty quiet since Lupa was always quiet—moans. She even tried pulling away once she started getting close, but she couldn’t resist and went back in to lick more.
Then she tightly gripped the sheets as she pressed her face against my cock to ride out her orgasm.
In this world, even just licking a cock was enough to make a girl cum.
“Master… OP,” Lupa said after recovering. “Rosie… help.”
“M-maybe you should keep trying to find a weakness,” Rosie said.
“Rosie… you’re the tank. You’re supposed to take the hits…”
“This is different!”
“Please, Rosie? Help me.” Lupa looked up at Rosie with some pretty convincing puppy eyes that nobody could ever refuse.
Rosie grumbled before shouting, “Fine! I—I’ll help.” She must have been afraid of cumming even faster than Lupa did.
As for me, now that I was no longer being held down, I scooted back across the bed so that I could: one, get completely out of my pants; and two, so I could sit up against the headboard with a pillow behind me for comfort.
“That’s better,” I said. “Now I can watch you two realize just how weak you are.” I made sure to look as smug as I could while saying that.
“I mean, that’s already five and one to my zero, right? ”
“Even if we lose the battle today… we won’t lose the war. We’ll figure out a way to make you cum way more than us!”
Lupa nodded. “Mm. It’s okay to lose a battle as long as we win the war.”
“The-then… Lupa… let’s begin our next attack.”
“Tank first.”
Rosie grumbled and hesitated, but gave in and leaned in for a sniff. Maybe she wanted to see if it smelled as good as Lupa was acting like it did. “… it does smell really good…”
And hearing that apparently made Lupa want to smell it more.
So, there were two girls sniffing my cock together. That was pretty embarrassing, but it also made for a pretty nice sight.
Rosie then, noticing my balls, reached over to give them a fondling. “Even these things are way too big… I feel like I’m playing with stress balls…”
“Please don’t squeeze them like those,” I said.
“I—I know that!”