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Suzuka Satoru never had any experience with sex or love or any of that shit. After all, that crap-hole world she'd inadvertently left behind had given her no opportunity for any such happenings. This was exactly why she had immersed herself deeply in the VRMMO game Yggdrasil.
In a way, it was rather gratifying to be stuck perpetually in the body of a horned demon queen, her player avatar Momonga. Her avatar was beautiful, with flowing red hair, voluptuous body, shapely limbs, and a face that was miles above anything she had encountered in this world. When she had rescued those villagers in this new world, in her guise as Momon the Knight-chan, she had seen how different these people seemed—and also that they were so clearly inferior. For once, she was no longer the ugly duckling, the odd one out. She was Demon Queen Momonga, Guildmaster of Nazarick, and Ruler of All its Denizens! She would feast upon this new world, and should any handsome, strapping men catch her eye, she would be sure to finally exercise her womanly wiles to build her own collection of studs!
"Hyaahooh! I seriously can't wait!" she muttered excitedly to herself, as she paced inside her room. The first order of business, then, was to start exploring the outside world. The town had already given her an inkling of the greater world beyond their lands, and Momonga was determined to start making inroads there. She would disguise herself as Momon the Dark Knight, see what needed to be seen, and perhaps find some possible candidates for her collection while she was at it.
"Let's see… for this I'll probably need Narberal Gamma, she seems like a good fit…" Muttering to herself, she went out of her room, fingers cupping her chin, as plans circulated in her mind. Then, someone tugged at her wrist, wrenching her clean from her thoughts as she was forced to whirl around.
"Momonga-sama?"
Momonga blinked. "Oh. Albedo." She raised her brows at the Overseer of Nazarick, who so far had accomplished her given duties just as if she had still been an NPC. She was one of the few NPCs whom she could grudgingly see as her equal in terms of beauty, though she would never say it out loud. Currently, she was wary of the succubus, as the latter had been looking at her with very weird expressions ever since they had arrived here.
She blanched and tugged herself free after a few seconds. She rubbed her wrist—Albedo had a mean, strong grip, almost like she was some kind of brute behind that beautiful façade.
Momonga was frowning now. "Look, Albedo, I have some things I need to do. Would you please return to your duties?" She didn't want to have to put her foot down, but if she continued like this, she might have to find a way to keep the NPC busy.
She turned on her heel to leave, but Albedo kept on following her. Momonga hurried along, until she was inside her personal dressing room. There she began by picking out various items to add to her ensemble—an outfit that could be applied to her original gear without affecting the final stats in any way. She tried not to ignore Albedo in the corner of the room. In a way, she was like some tiresome puppy.
"If you insist on being here, then you'd be better served helping me find something suitable," Momonga snapped, putting candidates on a pile. "Instead of just standing there gawking like an idiot."
"Ah. I would love to, my lord," Albedo said, moving forward to help by going through the various closets and dressers. Momonga didn't know if Tabula Smaragdina had instilled in her any sort of fashion sense. "May I ask the occasion?"
"I'm going somewhere." She heard a gasp, and turned to see Albedo looking at her with wide eyes.
"Where might you be going, my lord?" she asked.
"Er… ummm…" She averted her eyes from the Overseer's piercing stare. "I'm heading out."
Albedo's eyes widened. "Out? Out where, my lord?"
"Well, it's really none of your business, Albedo," Momonga said, turning around. "Please return to your duties."
"But my lord!" Quick as lightning, she was there again, right in front of her, blocking her way. "Please allow me to assist you in any way I can! Let me accompany you outside! To protect you!"
"No. I already have a plan in mind!"
"But my lord!"
"What's with you anyway? You sound like some sort of bitch in heat."
"Oh, but who wouldn't be, my lord…" Albedo said, pushing her body into an uncomfortably close distance. She could practically inhale the sweet scent emanating from her body. "When I am confronted with the one I love most in the world!"
She took a moment to let the words sink in. "You… what?" she drew back, though Albedo kept following, her face practically almost touching. "Why on earth would you be…?"
Wait, oh no! She suddenly remembered now. Only mere moments before Yggdrasil was supposed to shut down, she had foolishly changed this NPC's settings to something else! She was to be in deep love with Momonga-san! And now those saved settings were transferred over to this world, and here was the proof of her handiwork.
"Albedo," she said, clearing her throat. She definitely needed to fix this somehow. Now, preferably. "Please allow me to pass. I command it." She narrowed her eyes, prepared to use her plethora of spells to subdue her if she needed to.
"Please, my lord! Allow me to prove my passion! My overwhelming love!" Albedo's face was practically flushed red now, which Momonga found to be both fascinating and terrifying in equal measure. She didn't really know how to respond to that, considering they were both women, and she was pretty sure her tastes didn't swing that way.
Not that she wanted to relate that train of thought to Albedo, of course. It was already embarrassing in the comfort of her head. Saying it out loud would have been even more embarrassing.
"Albedo," she said, trying not to shout. "Please—"
"My lord," Albedo said. That was strange. Why was she looking into her eyes so intently? It was as if she was searching for something behind her eyes. "Please leave it all to me." Then she blew out a puff of breath, which filled Momonga's senses. Her eyes were fixed on Albedo's. Then she stumbled back, for it was as if she had been sucker punched in the gut, though not as painful. A pleasant heat was now spreading through her chest, though nothing seemed to be outwardly wrong with her.
She looked up, and almost gasped when she beheld Albedo again. What had she done? Somehow the Overseer had become so attractive, so beautiful that she couldn't tear her eyes away. Her beautiful, pouting lips, her soulful eyes, her pale skin, how could she have missed those wonderful features of hers? Momonga was breathing heavily now, as if she was in the presence of someone she liked very much.
"My lord? Are you alright?" Albedo asked. When she grasped Momonga's hand, the latter hissed, as if she was stung. The heat of her naked palms sent a pleasant shudder through Momonga's body. She found herself growing wet down there, beneath her armor, aroused. Before she knew it, she had stumble forward, and then she was gathered up by a pair of powerful arms. She sighed as the warmth surrounded her, unable to completely understand what she was feeling. She was being carried somewhere. She looked up at Albedo's beautiful face.
Then she felt her body being lowered oh so gently onto the bed. She blinked; her mind still dazed.
"My lord…" Albedo said in a whisper.
She reached for the Overseer, and said something she did not remember. But apparently, that seemed to have pleased Albedo, as her face suddenly lit up like the sun. A moment later, she felt something on her mouth, and then realized that she was actually being kissed. She was actually being kissed by another woman—by Albedo of all people!
She found herself melting helplessly into the kiss, sighing like some lovestruck damsel as she reciprocated Albedo's hot, insistent kissing. Emboldened, the NPC struck her tongue forward, coiling around her own like a snake. They kissed and frenched, swapping liberal amounts of spit as Momonga tried her best to keep up with the sheer simple pleasure of making out. When Albedo pulled back, a long, thin line of spit bridged their lips. Momonga could only stare, dazed, as Albedo whispered a quick declaration of love in her ears, before she kissed her again.
Why did kissing, nor less being with Albedo, feel so good? She didn't even protest as the NPC urged her to take off her clothes, and she obliged by taking off her equipment one by one, opening herself up like a shy flower until she lay naked and sweaty. Albedo stripped off her clothes in her turn, and when Momonga saw her thick, pillowy breasts—quite a bit larger than her own and she was no Shalltear—she was ashamed to realize she was actually drooling, like they were a pair of luscious fruits to devour. Soon their bodies collided on the bed, naked skin plastered against naked skin, as Momonga was dragged unwittingly into the first steps of something strange and wonderful. An external observer would have seen the expression of pure joyful love on Momonga's face.
With their bodies pressed together, Albedo dove in to seal her lips once more. She'd taken Momonga by surprise, but her tongue swirled around inside her in such a tender manner that she closed her eyes. She felt her hands crawl over her front, squeezing her breasts. Albedo broke the kiss, and then dragged her drooling lips down her chin, her neck, then on to her breasts, leaving pleasant chills behind. Then she started licking all over her nipples, causing new sensations to blossom in poor Momonga's mind.
"Ohhh!" She couldn't help but moan, her hands grabbing at Albedo's black hair. She was feeling so good. Why was she feeling so good? They were both girls, damn it! But the way she was using her tongue to roll around her areola, teasing her nipples with frequent bites, constantly blowing hot breaths on her now-hardening tips, was oh so tantalizing that she felt an uncomfortable gushing from her nether parts. And she couldn't hide that fact, considering her position with her legs spread wide open, unable to be closed with Albedo in the way.
While she was lavishing her attention on her boobs, Albedo's hands were not idle, as she stroked her body in various places, stimulating her even further. She caressed her knees, her thighs, her hips; her navel, her arms, her sides. Her fingers traced the inside of her thighs, stopping just before her hot, gushing slit. It felt ticklish, it felt nice; all of it combined to make her melt, to spread herself out further.
She squeezed both her teats, pinching the nipples between them. Momonga arched her back, her eyes widening as she felt electric surges throughout her body.
"Haaahhh!"
"Oh, my lord, such a wonderful reaction," Albedo said, with slight panting. She looked so happy to have pleased her master this way. She kept on squeezing, sucking and licking her nipples, never letting her have a moment of peace. "Please allow me to do more." She pulled her tits once more into her mouth and used her tongue to flick them both at the same time.
"Ngrh…" Momonga bit her lip. Still mesmerized, she could do nothing more than acquiesce to her subordinate's masterful attention. Her hands went back to her thighs and began running her palms back and forth over the skin. She kept on stroking, slowly moving deeper until she felt fingers on the very outskirts of her cunt.
Her body jerked in response. "Shhh…" Albedo said soothingly, kissing her cheek. Momonga trembled as a middle finger was pressed against the full length of her slit, though even without moving the point of contact was charged with so much energy it felt like it could burst at any moment. In fact, she could feel her vagina practically leaking, to her shame, onto Albedo's fingers.
Albedo then started stroking up and down her wet slit. Momonga was more than aroused now, clinging to her like she was the only refuge in a storm. The latter located the entrance to her pussy and slipped a finger inside. Though her hips bucked, Albedo kept firmly on target and found her clit—which was already hardening at the top. Needless to say, her touch there made stars explode in Momonga's mind.
Albedo toyed with her nub, tickling the front and underside with practiced mastery. Had she been made like this by Tabula-san? What a freak! Momonga's body shuddered and shook under her fingers, as Albedo made small, feather-light circles around her clit.
"Kuh… Haaaah!" Orgasm. She'd cum. She'd cum before, but never by another's hand, nor less another woman's hand. The pleasure was so intense and had come so quickly that she'd babbled unspeakable things to no one in particular while the orgasm ripped through her body, making it tremble and buck like a fish caught on a line. Albedo kept on stimulating her over and over, prolonging her release. "Ohh… No… Please…!" she begged, but Albedo didn't stop. Not even when Momonga's mind went to a faraway place, fully submitting to the explosive bliss.
She fell back on the pillow, her whole body now flushed with desire, her breasts heaving up and down. The shock of the climax had literally paralyzed her, and she lay there, unable to act, nor even to form a coherent word as Albedo took the offensive. She spread her legs further apart, and moved in between them. She wondered what she was doing—then saw something she hadn't expected to see.
Albedo had some turgid monstrosity hanging from her crotch. It took Momonga a full moment to realize it was nothing less than an actual dick. In her frazzled mind, such mundane questions as Why did she have a dick, or What the hell is going on? were cast aside, as the only thought in her mind was that she was about to lose her virginity to a girl's dick. An NPC at that.
"Haah… Momonga-sama… Momonga-sama…" Albedo panted in loud breaths.
"Nn… Rrgh… Albedo…" she whined. Her grotesque member looked so large and intimidating, as if it could split her in half. She could practically feel the heat emanating from the pole, as if it had been dipped in a forge somewhere.
"Here, Momonga-sama, it's your turn," Albedo said, crawling forward to dip that hot cock into her mouth. After bumping into her lips a few times, her cock managed to pierce through, giving Momonga a straight mouthful. "Take it, eat it, slurp on it, Momonga-sama!"
"Mmrgghh…!" She opened and closed her mouth around the shaft a few times, while Albedo rocked her hips back and forth—"feeding" her. After a while, she stopped, withdrawing her cock from her lips accompanied by a loud pop! She slid back down, and aimed her slick cock down at her crotch.
"Time for the main course, Momonga-sama."
Her heart wasn't ready, damn it! Plus, she'd wanted to dominate some hunk's cock, not be bred by a fully realized futanari! Damn you, Tabula! She cursed.
Her mind and body refused to listen to reason. In truth her slit was still leaking out fluids in the aftermath of her orgasm, glistening and dripping down her open pink slit. She felt so vulnerable, with her most precious place bared wide open for Albedo's cock. She tried to push against her chest, but Albedo only seized here wrist and pinned her to the ground. Surprisingly, she could not summon the strength to resist—she even allowed Albedo to kiss her worries away, making her relax with a few expert thrusts of her tongue.
She slithered down her body, lowering herself until the tip of her erection just barely touched her entrance. The brief flicker of sensation sent goosebumps all over her skin. This was it. This was something she'd always put to the back of her mind, something she had only fantasized in her private moments. She was about to be fucked, and the thought thrilled her, despite the circumstances.
Albedo shifted the weight on her arm, took her shaft in hand and started rubbing it against her wet opening. Momonga's toes curled at the sensation. It felt even better when she started rubbing her cock up and down, priming herself for entry. After a few moments she rested just the very tip between her puckered folds. She hissed, "Albedo… Albedo…"
"Momonga-sama…" Albedo panted. "Leave… everything… to me…!"
Albedo pushed her hips forward. She felt her pussy lips parting easily thanks to the fluids that had been leaking copiously from her slit. Her body had been long prepared for a cock, to her embarrassment. Albedo gently pushed her way in, causing Momonga to moan. She felt her stop, at a certain point inside her that seemed to be preventing further access.
Momonga realized that was her hymen, which admittedly she'd never given much thought to as her old self. But this new body definitely had it, and Albedo was quite literally on the verge for taking it herself. She didn't exactly have the luxury of thinking about that at the moment, as she was already on the precipice of losing it entirely.
"Momonga-sama," Albedo said. She felt her head being patted; as lips kissed all over her face. She felt hands over her breasts, circling her nipples, rubbing all over it. "I'm going to fuck you now, Momonga-sama." Those words sent a literal chill through her spine.
Albedo's attentions grew more intense, even as she started to rock her hips against her helpless hymen. She kissed her bosom; nibbled on her nipples. Then she felt it; like an iron rod shooting straight through her belly, all in the space of one second.
"Yaaah!" she cried, hissing through her teeth.
It was as if something seemed to yield inside her. There was a distinct feeling of a "pop", as Albedo slid further up her canal. Momonga wasn't the only one who was keening from pleasure; even the Overseer was squealing in relief.
"Haaaah! It feels so good inside you, Momonga-sama!" Albedo said in-between pants.
"Hnnghh…! Kkhuhhhaaa!" She wailed. Her whole body trembled from the foreign sensation inside her. Albedo had really done it. Out of everyone she had expected to take away her virtue, her dick-wearing Overseer was the least of these.
"Aahhnnn! I've done it! I've done it!" she crowed. "Momonga-sama! Momonga-sama is mine, at last…! Kuh, you're gripping me so tight..!"
Her legs closed around Albedo tight as she squeezed the latter's body. Her whole body was tense, trying to come to terms with the girthy thing that had invaded her once virginal hole.
"Damn it…" she cursed. "Look what you've done, jeez…"
"Ahaha…" Albedo whispered. "Hold on, Momonga-sama. Our lovemaking begins now…!"
Albedo began to fuck her—slowly and meticulously, rocking her hips forward and back. Through squinted eyes she saw Albedo's expression change from moment to moment, as if she was enraptured by the sensations her cock felt inside her. Momonga's tight passage started to loosen around Albedo's thick shaft with every one of her deep thrusts, bringing forth new, uncharted, amazing sensations that sent Momonga's mind adrift. A moan escaped her lips, full-throated and needy.
"So… so… big…!" she cried.
"Momonga-sama… Momonga-sama!" Albedo screamed, as she buried her shaft ever deeper inside her mistress. She was now able to penetrate fully inside up to the hilt, completely nestling within her writhing folds.
Her pussy kept on gushing despite her protests, lubricating Albedo's passage even further. It was as if her body was inviting the Overseer, begging it to be taken, to be fucked completely. She didn't know she could be this shameless a woman, but apparently this NPC had aroused that instinct in her. The initial pain that had come with her defloration was fading—replaced with a hungry, desperate craving for more.
Her pussy even reflected her instincts, hugging tightly around Albedo's girlcock with an iron grip. Albedo grunted and howled with every thrust, making Momonga grin through the delirium. Good. This was high-class, high-level pussy. Only the strongest should be able to endure fucking it.
Still, she kept groaning and gasping from the repeated thrusting. Her legs moved wider as Albedo's pace sped up. A wet, lewd sound—thwack, thwack, thwack—echoed loudly throughout the room, along with the sounds of their pleasured moaning and grunting.
"Urngh… Haaah… Haah…!"
"Momonga-sama, Momonga-sama…! It feels… so good…!"
With their lips barely out of reach, they lolled their tongues out, meeting and dancing between their mouths like dancing snakes. Eventually, Albedo's tongue snaked around hers, capturing it and forcing Momonga's head to rise to mash their lips together. Their tongues, still entangled, continued to move and slide together as their mating rhythm accelerated.
*Smack!* *Chuu!* *Puchaaa!*
Momonga threw herself into the maelstrom of sensations, letting this body's instincts take over for her. Her whole body embraced Albedo completely, enclosing the other woman like a veritable sheath to seal her in. She linked her arms around her neck, locked her legs behind her back, and her pussy squirmed with greater purpose. This forced a frantic reaction from the NPC, who now moved her hips with breakneck speed. With the way her hips moved erratically, it was entirely possible to shatter a castle wall—as it was, Momonga's body was able to endure the titanic lovemaking strength with just a pleasant buzz.
"Momonga-sama!"
Ah, she's going to cum… She wondered if she could actually get pregnant in this form. She never really thought about it. It'd be better for her to pull out—but it was too late. She had already brought Albedo in, there was nothing for it but to accept Albedo's passion.
The first splurts of cum were like spots of heat blooming beneath her navel. By then, Momonga's mind exploded with her next orgasm, dispersing her consciousness as the Overseer seeded her with strong, powerful spouts of cum. Ropes of gooey semen were deposited in her deepest place, while her vagina clamped down on her girlcock, determined to wring her for everything she had.
"Ah, my lord… ooooh…" Albedo crooned, her body collapsing on top of Momonga. Then, all was still—the only movement coming from the rapid, dwindling pulses of Albedo's ejaculation.
Clarity returned to Momonga's mind after a few moments. Reason and revulsion rose, in equal degrees. What the hell have I done? Had she literally just had sex? Had her first time been with Albedo of all people? The realization left her dazed.
"Albedo," she said. She was feeling a little pissed now. And somehow her cock was still inside! "Albedo!" she said again.
"Mmmm… Momonga-sama…?"
Albedo looked at her face. Her eyes widened, upon seeing the look on her face. Momonga hoped she was making the fact of her displeasure clear.
"Ah, that was amazing, my lord!" she exclaimed.
Momonga blinked. "That's not—"
"Was it not so?" she pressed.
"That's not the point!" she snapped, trying to break free. Unfortunately, in their current position it was hard to dislodge even Albedo's cock from inside her. She was also uncomfortably aware that said cock was already hardening inside. She had to reassert control, quickly, which she knew was currently difficult, without her equipment. In a way, they were both technically equal in power, which was bad for Momonga.
"Albedo—" Momonga glared at Albedo.
"Momonga-sama—" Albedo fluttered her eyes down at her. Her eyes glimmered, like jewels. In that very instant, Momonga felt a rush of affection come over her, making her previous emotions melt like ice on a hot day. She smiled and cooed, nuzzling close to Albedo.
"What… the hell… did you do to me…?" Momonga said, through gritted teeth. Two thoughts were conflicting in her mind—the need to please her lover, and her need to salvage her dignity as the Supreme Being. But so far she felt more like doing the former than the latter.
"Awww, I get it. You're just shy, Momonga-sama! You want to hide your feelings as the lord of Nazarick!" Albedo said, laying burning kisses on her forehead. It made Momonga flush, and squirm her body. Damn it, why couldn't she refute Albedo?
"Th-that's not it…"
"Don't you worry, Momonga-sama," Albedo said, licking all over her neck. Momonga shuddered. "This'll only be our little secret. No one else need ever know. So leave it all to me."
Momonga bit her lip. For some reason, everything that Albedo said was making a lot of sense, even if a part of her knew it didn't. Therefore, she never uttered a word of protest when Albedo drew her into another kiss and whispered, "Let's go for another round, shall we?"
Momonga could only moan in response as Albedo shifted their bodies. She slithered on top of her, brushing their nipples together and using their mingled sweat to mash their orbs together. She wriggled her hips back and forth, causing Momonga to spread her legs wider. Albedo shifted her body so her tip pressed hard against her cervix, then moved backward to restart her humping motions.
"I love you, Momonga-sama," Albedo said, giving her a quick peck on her cheek. While keeping their boobs pressed together, she began to move, gently pounding her cunt as she'd done before. Her vagina squeezed around Albedo's length, reciprocating her gentle thrusts. Momonga bit her lip, tried—and failed—not to whimper from pleasure as Albedo rutted into her. It was like she was scratching an itch that felt really amazing.
"Momonga-sama, beg pardon… Ei!"
"Uwa!"
She felt her body being flipped around, her front now pressed to the bed. Albedo's cock never left her insides, and indeed she was now using the new position to press further against her. She grasped Momonga's outstretched hands in her own, then bent down to capture her lips. Her tongue flailed inside, intertwining with her own like before. Soon the room was filled with the sounds of Momonga being bred as her asscheeks rippled and turned red with every deep thrust.
Though she burned with shame at such a subservient position, Momonga nonetheless felt a kind of bliss at being taken so roughly. This new position made Albedo's dominance all the more apparent, though she still tried to make it as intimate as possible by rubbing her breasts against Momonga's back; while continuing to whisper sweet words in her ear. The worst part of it, as ever, was the fact that she was responding easily, pushing her hips back to meet Albedo's motions while making sure to clamp her pussy tight.
"Urgh..! Kuhh… Haaahh!" Her voice was muffled into the bed as Albedo rode her ass from behind at an ever-increasing pace. Her juices flooded endlessly from the point of their mating, making it clear this was something Momonga's body entirely welcomed, even if something within her still rebelled at the notion.
Eventually, she lost focus, and succumbed to the torrent of pleasure drilled into her by Albedo's cock. It was hard to keep a level head, particularly with the several orgasms that rocked her own body. Albedo had also somehow "leveled up", if that was even possible, as she now knew which particular spots inside her to tease and reach, all to draw out her pleasure. Momonga was literally left at Albedo's mercy, dancing on her strings, until her drool literally left a wet puddle all around her head, her pussy was stretched to her lover's size, and her hair was a matted, sweat mess. In this way, Albedo pumped several rounds of cum inside her, all while shouting and whispering at intervals, proclaiming her love for Momonga.
When next she woke, Momonga found herself spooning up against Albedo, with the latter's boobs pressed against her back and her pale, smooth arms wrapped around her.
For the second time in that bizarre day, Momonga found her mind was clear enough to think. Before even thinking of freeing herself, she set to thinking about Albedo's strange behavior, as well as her own. What had happened—what she had allowed to happen—could only have come from something that Albedo had done. She wasn't wearing any of her equipment, so that only left some sort of innate ability.
The answer came to her in a flash of insight. Of course! She was some sort of succubus. She definitely had some sort of seduction ability. And she was of high enough a level that Momonga's defenses weren't enough. She had the gear that added the requisite resistances, but she hadn't been wearing it. That must be why she had been seduced in the first place.
Well, now that she knew, it was now easy to counter it. She just had to find just thirty seconds alone, equip all her gear from her inventory, and then Albedo would no longer have power over her.
Like some worm trying to wriggle through a tight opening, she started crawling for the edge of the bed, being careful not to wake Albedo. Once she could stand she could make a run for it. Her arms crested the edge of the bed and her hands started to pull at the carpet below, in an attempt to drag the rest of her body free.
"Mnaaah… Hmm… Momonga-sama?"
Shit! She'd been woken up. There was nothing left to do but make a run for it. Momonga clawed at the carpet in an attempt to scamper free from the trap. She was able to pull her legs free from Albedo's grasp. In the next moment she would be free.
Unfortunately, she looked up. And in doing so, forgot that there was one piece of furniture in her room.
She stared straight into the mirror above her vanity, upon which were laid the clothes she would have used for a disguise. She stared straight at the glass surface, upon which was reflected Albedo's face. And before she could blink, she felt something slam into her mind, causing her to fall flat to the ground.
No! The blissful feelings had returned to her heart.
"That's not good, Momonga-sama. We still have a lot more time to spend together. Come back to the bed." Albedo started dragging her backwards by her feet. Momonga could not exert any opposing force on the carpet, and merely allowed herself to be drawn back, her fingers leaving a trail of marks on the carpet.
Once she was back inside Albedo's grasp, the latter cuddled close to her.
"Albedo…" she said, through gritted teeth. "I know what you're doing… Hyaahnn!"
"Yes, my lord!" Albedo said. "I'm making love to someone I love most in the whole world!"
For their next session Albedo made love to her doggy-style, with her hands pulling Momonga's wrists up and behind her like horse reins. As she slammed her girlcock into her with great speed, Momonga's treacherous cunt squelching with every thrust, she kept her face pointed towards the mirror. Short of closing her eyes, Momonga was forced to keep looking at Albedo (her lover)'s beautiful visage and wonderful eyes as she was taken with such wonderful force. The small, rebellious part of her could only watch her reflection melt into a slutty mush, her tongue lolling out, her eyes glazed and unfocused while Albedo (her lover) meticulously carved her mark into her pussy, turning into a sloppy, hot mess.
"Haaah… Mnaaah…! Albedo… Haaah… Stop…" Her rational mind's attempt to reassert control were interspersed by ardent, slutty pleas for more.
"Ohhh… Ohhh… Momonga-sama, you feel so good… soooo good!"
Soon, all she could feel was pleasure. Momonga became numb to nothing else but the pure bliss of being reamed by a thick, long cock. Her body became like a limp doll jolted back and forth by Albedo's motions. As before, her mind disappeared into the formless white of heavenly bliss, unable to even register the gallons of sperm Albedo spewed inside.
With Albedo now knowing that Momonga knew about her, she gave her no opportunity to awake. When next she woke, it was to stare right into Albedo's lust-filled eyes, her mind instantly captured for their next bout of sex.
"Unghh… Albedo… Ahhh… You have to stop idiot… Haah…" Momonga said-between whimpers. She was now straddling Albedo's body, facing her directly as she bounced up and down on her girlcock. While she rode the Overseer, the latter kept her eyes glued to Momonga's keeping her locked into the need for pleasure.
"Aww, Momonga-sama, this is just a tiny little punishment for you," Albedo replied, playfully flicking at her nipples. A shock of pleasure ran through her, causing her back to arch, and pressing her boobs firmly against Albedo's. The Overseer leaned forward to probe her mouth with her tongue, and used her teeth to playfully nip at it. "Puhaah… So you have to… *slurp* …sit there and keep moving… *smack!*"
Kept under Albedo's firm control, Momonga could do nothing more than wriggle her hips in circles, grinding their crotches wildly together while lovingly milking the former's cock.
In session after session, Albedo kept Momonga fixed on her eyes, never allowing her a moment's rest. The Overseer and her zealous cock were insatiable, and had Level 100 stamina to match their hunger. Momonga was able to catch a glimpse of her inner desires on one occasion as she was pumping a fresh load of cum inside.
"Be pregnant… haahhh.. be pregnant Momonga-sama… Bear my child… yes… get pregnant, Momonga-sama…" Albedo muttered, like some mantra. The words sent a chill through Momonga. She didn't really know if their relative species was compatible or not, but she sure didn't want to find out. She had hardly begun her adventures and already she was being made to be a mother.
Unfortunately, this realization backfired, because it took root in her brain for the next sessions. Momonga was now keenly aware she was being bred, and her body seemed to rise to the action. Her lovemaking was now frantic and wild, her pussy openly trying to force out as much cum as Albedo could give. Despite the vehement voice of protest still ringing a drum in the back of her consciousness, the rest of her rejoiced in the blissful feeling of being bred repeatedly by a masterful cock, raptly wishing to be impregnated.
Momonga's only silent consolation was that she only needed one opportunity to escape, during that one-time Albedo would slip up and lose control.
Until that time, she was bound to be the Overseer's breeding bitch, stuck in the spiral of baby-making sex and perhaps doomed to be fucked until her womb quickened with child. And the thought both thrilled and terrified her.
Morning. Albedo roused from sleep, feeling something was missing. She moved her limbs around, trying to find something warm and familiar. When she found nothing, her eyes opened wide, in alarm. She lifted her head, looked around the empty bed, then all through the room. She rose, then found that she was behind an invisible barrier of sorts. She tested it, and found it impregnable.
"Albedo."
She froze in surprise. Then her face turned into a comical mask of guilt and resignation. She turned towards the voice and saw Momonga sitting on a chair. She was fully attired, and had a cold expression on her face.
"M-Momonga-sama!" she bleated, falling down to the bed in prostration. "I—I am terribly sorry for my rudeness. I did not really h-have any intention to impregnate you! I meanIdidntevenknowifitwaspossible—well, since we are from different species, though we are both demons—"
"Enough!" Momonga shouted. "You will be punished of course."
"But Momonga-sama!" she protested, rising to her feet. Momonga turned her face away from the sight of her limp member flopping around. She raised a fan to her mouth, to muffle her voice and cover the slight blush on her cheeks.
She coughed. "A-As I said, you will be punished. You are no longer the Overseer. Henceforth, your duties will be divided among the others."
Albedo looked crushed. "Momonga-sama—"
"I'm not finished," she said, coughing again. "Instead, as punishment, you shall accompany me." She coughed again, then rose and turned around. "You will follow my orders, or I will be forced to imprison you here in Nazarick. Am I clear?"
"Y-yes, of course, but—"
"Then that is all." Momonga ignored the Overseer's entreaties and left. She slammed the door behind her.
Pressing her back to the door, she let the fan fall. Her face was now a bright red. She was glad no one else could see their Supreme Being acting all flushed like this.
"Damn you Albedo," she muttered, shaking her head. She limped away, her hips still feeling a little sore after everything.
Chapter commissioned by anonymous, thank you. A reminder that the story is commissioned.
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