Vol 4 Chapter 12: In Which Hugo Can’t Resist The Fluffy Tail

Felicia

Ah, I actually went and did it…

I asked to be groped by him and he gave me everything I wanted. No, even more.

His hands… his fingers… he's not holding back at all… pinching and squeezing with all his might… bringing me into a wet and heavenly bliss.

*squeezee*

Ah, no good. I'm getting horny just thinking about it. I need to concentrate. I'm on watch duty after all.

...If only that Sherry girl doesn't exist, we could've gotten all the way. First, I will suck on his manhood, making him lose control all over again, but inside my mouth this time. Then, we will cuddle for a bit, with me gently giving his manhood a rub. When it gets all hard again, I'll go straight for the main course. I'll sit on top of him, moving my hips back and forth as we stared at each other's eyes. He'll then release all of his seed inside my womb, giving me the ultimate pleasure of a woman that I desperately wanted. Ah, if only we're not traveling, I want to be pregnant right from his first intercourse.

...No! Bad Felicia! You're on watch duty! You can't be fantasizing about him like this!

I shook my head, withdrawing my hand from my crotch. Without realizing it, I had been rubbing myself down there as I fantasized about my darling Lord Hugo. Squeezing my tights, I looked around. No signs of monsters. The night remained as quiet as ever.

Sitting down, looking at his tent, my mind returned to him yet again.

Milord, thank you. Thank you so much for allowing me to feel this joy. Never before I like being touched and fondled this much. You don't even care that I'm a whore who had offered her body to other men before. You might be a pervert just like them, but you're never inconsiderate, wanting me to enjoy our skinship as well.

*squeeze*

Ahn, no good. I really am still horny. I want you to play more with my boobs so much I'm now playing with them myself.

But, you're tuckered yourself out by just a single ejaculation. I won't blame you. You're still young after all. Don't worry. With enough practice, you'll have a lot more stamina than that, I'm sure of it. You're a perverted little devil after all.

But for now…

*squeeze*

I just have to do it myself.

In the end, I came three more times that night.

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Hugo

"Ngghhh, hwaaah!"

I yawned, stretching my arms upwards as I sat up.

Morning had come and naturally, Felicia entered the tent to wake me up.

Though not before she subtly gave a couple of squeezes of my morning wood.

Heh, she thought I wouldn't notice.

"Good morning, Milord." She blushed as she sat in front of me. "I've made breakfast. So if you would…"

I stood up, proudly showing my personal tent to her in the process. Her blush deepened as she averted her gaze. This was certainly not the first time she saw my morning glory, but it was the first time she was brave enough to give it a squeeze while waking me up.

"What's the matter?" I smirked as I placed my hands on my waist.

"N-nothing! Nothing at all!" She quickly stood up as well. "L-let's go eat!" She bolted out of the tent.

I chuckled. At least she's getting braver.

Following her, I left the tent as well.

Only to be greeted by the sight of her thong, as the morning wind blew her dress upwards.

She quickly pressed her dress back down. With a blushing smirk, she glanced back at me before resuming her walk, pretending that nothing had happened.

Yep, as usual, she didn't mind at all when I peeked at her underwear.

That thong though… they're wet. I'm sure of it. She must have played with herself not too long ago.

Heh, don't tell me she ran out of clean underwear. Too bad this world doesn't have tissues. How many boxes I've used to masturbate back in my old life?

Ah, I'm jealous of the female sex. They can masturbate multiple times without getting all tired.

I followed her with a grin, sitting beside her near the campfire. A pot was sitting above it. Seems like we're having vegetable soup this morning. We did buy the ingredients in the last oasis village we found. Luckily for us, vegetables native to the region were a lot hardier than vegetables back at the human continents. They could stay fresh for months without any ice packs or refrigerators.

Victoria was sitting on the other side, greedily devouring her soup. Didn't even care to wait for us first.

"Here, Milord." Felicia handed a bowl full of the stuff. "I added some meat as well for extra flavor."

"Thank you." I smiled, taking the hot bowl from her hand. Putting a spoonful in my mouth after blowing it a little, its flavors promptly exploded. The richness of the meat, combined with the fresh taste of the vegetables, it was as if I was drinking soup made by a five-star chef.

"Delicious! You did it again, Felicia! This is your original recipe, is it not?"

"N-no…" She averted her gaze with a blush, grinning in the process. "It's just the recipe for a normal meat and vegetable soup. I just made a few tweaks to it, that's all."

"Oh, don't be so modest! Not only you're a great alchemist, you're a great cook as well!"

"W-well, both of them have a lot in common…"

"As a reward," I leaned over and whispered, "I'll clean up those wet panties you're wearing. How about it?" I grinned. She gasped, turning even redder than she already was. "Oh, don't be embarrassed. I don't mind girls who liked to play with themselves while no one's looking." Even Marina does it and she's the prime example of a prim and proper lady, with the exception of her teasing of course. "Though when we get married, you should just come to me if you want to relieve your womanly urges. I'll happily be of service."

"I… w-well, I…" Her eyes darted back and forth, not knowing how to respond.

Oh thank you o Great Saint or Heavenly Dragon or whatever god exists in this world for giving this cute of a girlfriend to me! I don't care if she's ten years older than me, she's just as cute as a young teenage girl!

"So, you don't want it? Well, suit yourself then."

"N-no, please, do it! I-I really ran out of clean panties!"

Reluctantly, she moved her legs to face me, before gingerly opening them, revealing the same red thong I saw before.

"P-please, quickly, before she noticed." She glanced at Victoria. Luckily for her, she was still busy with her soup.

"Heh, what are you all blushing for? She already knew we're lovers." I chuckled as I drew my wand, aiming it right at her crotch. Focusing my mind, I drew the moisture of the thin fabric, extracting it into the ground underneath. "There! All done!" I smiled.

She closed back her legs, moving back to her previous spot beside me. "Y-you know, Milord, this is the first time a man caught me in the act." She smiled wistfully. "Before this, I never pleasured myself. Not even once. I know you might not believe it but it's the truth."

Really? I guess not all girls have the habit, or else it would be more accepted by society. It depends on their hormones or libido or just how they were brought up as a kid. I can just imagine Marina being a sex-loving wife once she gets married. She's Renee's daughter after all, the loudest bed moaner I've ever known.

But if Felicia doesn't share that inclination, then I shouldn't force her to do it with me every day. I have Sherry too after all. Threesomes are nice but a passionate one-on-one sex is still good as well.

"But now—now that you taught me just how pleasurable an intimate moment between a man and a woman can be, I think—I think I want more of it."

Our eyes met. She grabbed my right hand with her left, placing it right on her chest.

"If you don't have your promise with Sherry, I'll demand you to fill my womb with your seed right now," she said without flinching. "But, I understand. You are a man of your word. You want to give your first to her. So, I…" She paused, her eyes wandering before locking into mine once more. "Your breast massage... Can I have… more of it? Every night? Please?"

With those beautiful emerald eyes staring at me, how could I say no?

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The rest of our trip was uneventful. Other than the occasional monster attacks, there really wasn’t any notable thing that one could write down in a traveling diary. Well, other than my now nightly play with Felicia, that is, but that’s not related to the trip whatsoever. After a few nights doing what my old self would kill to do, she quickly grew used to my touch, no longer soaking her panties just from a little breast tease (though they were still wet). Still, that didn’t mean she didn’t enjoy it. She was happy, actually, that she could act more like the sexually experienced woman she was supposed to be. That, and being in a middle of nowhere like this, it wasn't wise to stain your clothes with bodily fluids. I could extract the liquid but not the smell. It's still unhealthy to wear.

Why don't we just do it naked, you may ask? Oh no no no. That would be too dangerous. We'll end up doing the deed. Even this is already straddling the line. I might have decided to take Felicia as my second wife, but that doesn't mean I don't have my obligation to Sherry too. No sex until she gives her permission. We've agreed to that.

Felicia was also growing braver with her words. It's no longer just me who teased her. She would now tease me back, saying stuff like, "Do the breasts of this old lady please you, Milord?" She once asked if I liked a woman who took the lead in the bedroom, in which I replied, “That might be interesting. Me taking the lead all the time might get boring for a while.” Since then, she seemed to want to train herself to be more like her old, seductive demoness persona to me, even though I already told her I liked her as she was.

I'd be lying if I say I don't look forward to it though.

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In a flash, the layout of the land changed. Gone were the dry and lifeless wasteland. Now, we were surrounded by verdant farmlands, filled with the golden brown of wheat.

That, and the out-of-place obelisks placed in between them. They were pitch black, with gently glowing lines on its sleek surface. They were around the height of two adult males stacked on top of another.

"Shh." I stopped Victoria who was about to open her mouth. "I'll figure out this one by myself."

With a smirk, I walked up to one of the obelisks. Activating my Sight, I read the mana lines flowing out of them.

"Just as I thought." I turned to face Victoria and Felicia. "This here is a mana converter. It converts the ambient demonic mana into earth Mana, making the ground around here suitable for farming."

Felicia reached forward with her hand, freezing in place for a few moments before withdrawing. "You're right, Milord." She smiled. "I can sense dark mana being sucked into the device."

"Eeh?" Victoria pouted. "No fair! I was just about to tell you about them! You two are just too good of a mage!" She pointed her finger.

"Yes, yes, I know your family is the one in charge of these obelisks." Felicia shrugged. "Your family is a descendant of Yuon The Sage, one of the Seven. We already know that."

Ah, that's a familiar name. Yuon The Sage. He was one of the seven legendary adventurers who kick-started the human colonization of the Demon Continent 400 years ago. Heh, I know my history.

We resumed our walk through the farmlands, until eventually, we could see the shape of a city on the horizon.

Finally, Arborea at last.

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From a distance, one could already tell that it was a large city. Maybe not as large as Ul’nemo, but it was still a sizable place nonetheless.

As usual, we had to be checked by the guards at the front gate before we could enter. Arborea was also a walled city with only a single gate and every traveler had to be checked before they were allowed inside.

"Greetings." I took the lead with the brightest smile I could muster. "We two are humble adventurers. Here's our cards." I handed over our adventurer's licenses to the guard, mine and Felicia's. "We're escorting this elf to this city." I gestured to Victoria. "After that, we're planning to do some dungeoneering in the Observatory."

"The Observatory? Then you want to register first on the Guild. Lord Relfatia has a rule that every adventurer needs to register first before they're allowed inside."

I exchanged looks with Felicia. Seems like it's time to register as adventurers for real, with our real names.

He gave a quick look at our (fake) cards before returning them back and letting us go, though as usual, he didn't forget to glance at Felicia's chest first.

Heh, sorry bud! You can only look while I can grope those mountains every night!

Though thinking about it, it's odd that none of them recognizes Victoria. Shouldn't she be a celebrity in her own city?

No, not if she's the sheltered type, which she certainly is. The populace will never get to see her face. So it's only natural they don't know her.

Entering the city proper, we were greeted by a spacious brick road with rows and rows of houses to our left and right. Unlike Ul'nemo, the streets were clean and orderly and there weren't that many people traipsing around and trying to sell you stuff. Seriously, there were so many shops in Ul'nemo I am pretty sure 50% of the city is just shops. Ironic knowing the headquarters of the Church in this continent is also in that city.

Oh? That's—

A tall white obelisk jutted upwards from the middle of the town. Eyeballing it, I'd said it's as tall as a ten-story building.

"That's the Enchiridion! It's a tower that can help protect the city if it ever gets attacked!' Victoria explained with an all too-proud smile.

"Help protect the city?" I asked. "What do you mean exactly?"

"Well, I… don't know the details… but it took our family many years to build it when this town was still young!"

I sighed. Why did I expect anything from her?

Keeping that tower in mind as our guide, we traversed the surprisingly labyrinthine city, straight to where the Adventurer's Guild was.

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Well, this place is more crowded than I had expected…

Once we pushed through the double swinging doors at the entrance (like those doors you'd see in cowboy movies), we were greeted by a hectic scene. The room was large and awfully busy, just like a hospital. People with swords in their belts and armor on their chests were casually chatting and laughing with each other. Meanwhile, there were also others who were unfortunate enough to be stuck in the five lines to the five receptionists. The last type was the ones who crowded around the bulletin boards, looking for that perfect quest for their party to take.

Oh, and a good half of them were non-human.

Half-snake ladies, half-horse ladies, half-spider ladies, half-bee ladies (yes, there was even one who looked like a bee), and a bunch of other exotic monsters ladies. If I were a monster girl maniac, I would've fainted on the spot from excitement. There were also other, more common races like dark elves and beastkin.

...What? Of course I'm going to look at the ladies first! I might already have Felicia but that doesn't mean I'll just stop appreciating all other attractive beauties that entered my sight!

"Seems like we're going to have to stand in line." I gave a resigned smirk to Felicia.

"Unfortunate indeed." She sighed. "But if you wish, we can come back later, Milord."

"Nah, since we're already here, might as well do it now."

We took the shortest line, which was about ten people long. They really should've used that system where you just take your number and then call your name. Too much to expect from a fantasy setting, I suppose.

The person ahead of me was a young beastkin girl, probably around fourteen to fifteen years ago. Twin daggers were sheathed in her belt, making her most likely be a rogue or some sort.

And, most importantly, her ribboned tail was swishing back and forth, just like a cat's would.

No good! I'm absolutely weak to catgirls! Especially their tails!

…

Ngggghhh! Must! Resist! Grabbing! It's sexual harassment to grab a beastkin's tail without her consent!

I averted my gaze away from that hypnotic sight. But it didn't work. The image had been burned into my mind.

Ggghhhh, gaaahhh! It's not fair! I get to be in a fantasy world but I can't fondle a catgirl!

The line finally moved as the front party finished their business. But noooo, the tail still kept moving back and forth! To make matters worse, I now also noticed those twitching ears as well!

I clenched my knuckles until they were white. Closing my eyes, I began reciting a prayer to Buddha to grant me the resolve I desperately needed.

Amitaba, amitaba, purge my mind from these worldly thoughts...

It did not work.

I launched my hands with blinding speed, grabbing the tail with the same force I used to squeeze Felicia's breasts. I don't even care if she scratches me in the face for it! I have to fondle that fluffy, delicious tail!

Naturally, she reacted with blinding speed as well.

"Nyaaaaahhh!"

Without even rotating her body, she lifted her right leg and…

Kicked me right in the family jewels.

"Gwah!"

I fell down, releasing my grip on the furry delight. My vision blurred from the pain as I knelt grabbing my crotch. If I wasn't distracted, I was pretty sure I could've blocked that attack. But my reaction slowed down considerably thanks to the tail and the kick revealing the black panties under her short skirt.

Felicia promptly put herself between me and her, looking as if she was ready to murder the girl.

"Y-you pervert! How dare you grab my tail like that?!" She yelled, baring her sharp, cat-like teeth.

"Silence, you insolent brat! You think you can hurt Milord and get away with it? So what if he grabs your tail? That doesn’t mean you have the right to assault him like that! Apologize! Now!”

"He didn't just touch my tail! He grabbed it with all his might! You're protecting a degenerate pervert!"

Oh dear… I really shouldn't have done that. My self-control really still needs work.

Not to mention all these yelling is attracting the attention of the entire floor. They're all looking at us now.

Well, time to apologize.

"I'm sorry!" I lowered my head to the floor. "Your tail… i-it's just so cute I can't resist grabbing it!"

I don't mind degrading myself like this. It's not like I have any reason to be proud of myself.

"M-Milord, please, get up! I-I can't bear to watch you like this!"

Oh, Felicia. You should be angry that I'm lusting over another girl instead.

"That's enough, Tama. Hey you, get up."

Huh?

I looked up from my dogeza. Ignoring the panties my lucky angle was showing, I saw a young man standing beside Catgirl now. He was right about my age, and just like me, he had a soft look belonging to a blossoming bishonen. His hand was on her shoulder. What, he's his boyfriend or something? Uh oh, I didn't see this one coming.

I stood up and gave the saddest, most regretful look I could put on.

"I'll let you go this time. But I won't tolerate you harassing her ever again. Got it?"

"Oh, thank you so much for your kindness!"

I bowed as deeply as I could. Heh, playing the ikemen in front of your girlfriend, huh? But then again, I'll do the same if anyone gropes Felicia's boobs.

Without another word, he grabbed her hand and dragged her towards the front door.

And then, the room burst with laughter.

"What was that, boy? That was pathetic! Lowering your head to that weakling! And in front of your girlfriend too! Have you no pride as a man?"

"Hey, missy! Join my party instead! Forget about that boy!"

"That's right, that's right! Those hot bods are wasted on him!"

I held Felicia's hand, knowing she was about to do something completely unnecessary.

"Milord! You can't just—"

"You're only going to make it worse. If you want to prove something, do it with action, not words."

Their laughter didn't stop for a good five minutes, serenading us as we stood in the line. As expected, none of them cared I molested Catgirl. They instead cared that I showed weakness. It's the typical mentality of the strength-obsessed Demon Continent.

Still, I wondered why they all called that guy weak. Maybe he was the lowest ranking adventurer around?

After what felt like an eternity, we finally arrived at the end of the queue, where we were greeted by a snake woman with an all-too-long tongue as the receptionist.

"Hissssss, busssinesss?"

"We're registering as new adventurers. All three of us."

"I sssseeee. Fill thissss. And quickly. Many behind youusss."

Taking a quick glance over my shoulder, she was right. All this activity must be from the World Dungeon.

Filling out the form on the receptionist table, I noticed there was one entry regarding the Observatorium. It asked whether you had any interest in going inside it or not. Naturally, I checked the box.

"Here!"

Glancing to my sides, Felicia and Victoria were filling out their forms as well. I paused when I saw what Victoria was writing though. Hold on, did she just enter her job as a "knight-squire in justice"? Is this girl for real?

When she handed her form over, being the latest after Felicia, the receptionist had to stifle a chuckle. Still, she said nothing, stamping our forms and giving out our cards.

It really is true. The registration process for adventurers here is a lot more relaxed than the Holy Continent.

"Youss have interest in the World Dungeon? Need to get to D-rank first. Take questssss in the city, alright?"

Really? They have a minimum rank system? Urgh, I was already S-rank with my fake name, you know.

"Look, don't you have a quest we can do to rank up immediately? We don't have time doing menial labor. We have to explore the Observatory right away."

"Every green adventurersss saysss that."

"We're not like them though. We're actually really strong."

"Truly? Then sssslay this Sss-rank monster and we'll talk."

She proceeded to take out a parchment from under her desk. Sure enough, it was a quest to slay an S-rank monster. Adamantoise Turtle, huh? Last seen half a day away south from the city. Has to kill it before it reaches the farmlands.

"Sure! We'll take care of it in a jiffy!"

"It'sss your doom."

A/N:

Here's a reference image for the catgirl