Chapter 15
My face is unbelievably sticky.
The distinct stale smell of semen mingles with the scent of flower tea, and every time I draw in a sharp breath, my mind keeps going hazy.
Determined never to suffer such humiliation again, I sat in the shower stall before entering the bath, sulkily soaping my face.
I still hated Vika for tormenting me, but even a beauty's actions had their reasons and justifications, so my anger and sadness had already subsided considerably.
Rrrk—.
As I soaped my body to wash away the semen, I finally heard Acard enter the bathroom, apparently having made up his mind.
“Are you coming or not?! Hey!”
“All right…!”
I had clearly told him to wash the semen off me with his own hands, so I shouted in frustration, asking if I was really supposed to be washing myself like this; Acard hurried into the shower stall.
“Where do I start?!”
“I’m done soaping myself, so just rinse me with water!”
As Acard cautiously picked up the showerhead and sprayed water, I began splashing water over my face.
As the semen washed away, that horrible yet strangely sweet scent assaulting my nose disappeared, and my mind began to clear.
“Phew…. I feel alive again….”
Once my face was clean, my worn-out mental strength recovered in an instant, and a smile bloomed across my face again.
“Acard. Scrub my back.”
“Huh?”
“What are you waiting for? There must be semen on my back too.”
Since becoming a woman, I had habitually walked hunched over because of my heavy breasts, so I straightened my back and asked Acard to scrub it.
…Is it okay if I touch you?
Contrary to Acard’s concern, getting my dead skin scrubbed at a bathhouse for twenty thousand won had been one of my hobbies even before I was possessed, so I didn’t mind his hands touching my body.
“It’s fine. Just scrub me already.”
Actually, ordering Acard around like a slave was a little ploy to recreate the mood from back then.
Since the punishment had lasted only a fleeting moment, washing away the bad memories with this bath was an added bonus.
Acard squirted body wash onto a towel, worked it into a lather, then gently placed his hand on my back and began scrubbing it.
…Khaaah.
…?
He paused, puzzled by the old-man-like sound I made, then, perhaps thinking he had misheard, moved his hand again.
As expected, this was best when done by someone experienced.
Drawing on his know-how as a man with three wives, Acard worked perfectly along my feminine curves and gave me an immensely satisfying scrub.
They say heaven comes after hardship; sitting on the tiny bath stool and luxuriating made my entire body go limp.
Flop—.
“Ria?! Are you okay?!”
…Mmm…. I’m fine….
Too relaxed even to stay seated, I tossed the chair aside and sprawled perfectly flat like a hamster on the shower-stall floor, letting out a long, blissful moan.
“Keep scrubbing my backkk….”
“…Are you really okay?”
“Yeah…. It’s because it feels good….”
Maybe the muscles that had tensed up from the shock were finally relaxing, because I couldn’t put any strength into my body.
Even the fishy smell of water from the bathroom tiles seemed soothing.
“Wait a moment… I’ll go get some towels.”
“…Why do we need towels?”
Perhaps concerned that I might hurt myself by bumping into it, Acard moved the bath chair aside, dashed to the changing room, returned with two towels, and placed them beneath my head.
“Lie down with this under your head.”
“Oh… thanks….”
The breasts of this body were so full that my upper body was slightly raised and uncomfortable, but using two towels as a pillow meant my breathing was no longer obstructed.
Sighing contentedly, I basked in the little paradise we had created inside the tiny shower stall.
Squeeze—. Acard began massaging my calves to loosen the muscles.
…Haaah.
Pressing firmly along every muscle fiber with his thumbs naturally drew out delicate moans I had never intended to make.
“M-my thighs too….”
Pleased by the sensation of having my calf muscles thoroughly loosened, I wondered what my thighs would feel like and asked; Acard immediately took the request, and his hands quickly adjusted.
“Ooh…. That feels sooo good….”
His intense massage burrowing into the soft flesh of my thighs made me instinctively raise my hips and tremble.
What is this…? This is a truly devilish sensation.
If I had really been a woman, I might have fallen for Acard because of this massage; all I could do was marvel at his perfect control of pressure.
The delicate control that made me realize he hadn’t been bluffing when he rescued me drew even a breathy Hyaaah from me.
“M-my butt too….”
Wondering what it would feel like to have my heavy butt massaged, I asked Acard to move lower.
“I really can’t do this, though….”
Since Acard maintained an unnecessary distance and invoked the fence rule,
“You’re going to refuse after teasing me like that…?”
I turned my face away from the towel, glared at the sweating Acard, and urged him to do it immediately.
“A-all right. I’ll do it….”
Finally yielding to my threat, Acard’s hands trembled as he gently kneaded my butt.
…Ngh.
Wow, what do I even call this?
It’s my first time having my butt massaged, but this is an incredible sensation.
A tremendous satisfaction encompassing my entire lower body, enough to make my thighs seem insignificant, coursed through me with every knead.
I’d never really noticed how heavy this body’s plump buttocks were, but as Acard massaged them, I found myself thinking I’d done a pretty good job carrying this weight around.
I suddenly grew depressed at realizing that being a woman had more drawbacks than being a man, but soon found peace again in a reality where the past could be the past and the present wasn’t so bad.
“Hey, Acard… now, instead of my butt, my breasts…. Huh?”
Since my back had already received a massage and scrub, I thought it was time to ask for a breast massage, but Acard’s hands stopped as I spoke.
“Why did you stop? I said keep goi—”
I rose to glare at him for suddenly stopping, and there stood Acard’s… wow.
His cock, boasting a size nearly on par with a wild horse, was standing at full attention and twitching.
Maybe trying to calm his own alter ego, Acard squeezed his eyes shut, took deep breaths, and broke into a cold sweat.
“N-no! You did enough…!! I’m going to get in the bath now!”
For some reason, I thought I caught a glimpse of a wolf gradually losing its reason in Acard’s expression, so I abruptly ended the massage and dashed into the bath.
Splash~!
Having apparently refilled the water depleted by our water fight, I plunged into the overflowing bath, almost hiding myself completely.
“Acard! Good morning!”
“Acard~! Were you washing up?”
“Yaaawn…. Fate…, good mornin’….”
Right on cue, Karina, Vika, and Mira appeared naked in the bathroom like reinforcements, innocently toddling toward the shower stall, but—
“…Hmm? Acard? Your eyes look even more masculine today…. Ooh?!”
“Acard?! Kyaaah!”
“Fate…! I don’t want to get pounded first thing in the morning…! Aah!”
In an instant, the three women were suddenly subjected to morning sex at the hands of Acard, who had turned into a wolf.
“…I’m sorry, I’m sorry…!”
Blaming myself for unintentionally awakening the male within Acard, I hid my body in the bathwater and apologized to them.
I didn’t mean to… I was just getting a massage, and somehow it turned into this…!
“Ooh…. Acard…. That’s where it goes… ngh…?!!”
Karina’s husky moans, the first casualty as Acard subjected her to anal sex, reverberated through the bathroom.
“Why are you suddenly so full of energy…?! Ah! Ahh!! Haaagh!”
Acard gently released Karina, who had climaxed instantly and gone limp.
This time, he grabbed Vika, shoved his vicious cock into her pussy, thrust a few times, and quickly brought down even her, who seemed likely to last the longest.
“Fate…! I’m done for today…! Hyaaah?!”
Mira, who had already climaxed violently and passed out yesterday, backed away and tried to flee, but her escape failed, and Acard gave her another session that knocked her out.
…Hoo, hoo….
After ejaculating inside all three wives and bringing them to unconscious climax in barely less than a minute, Acard took a couple of breaths.
“I feel like I can breathe again….”
His lust finally sated, his irritatingly handsome, mild-looking face returned, and he smiled sweetly.
…Eek.
Having secretly watched it all from the bath, I felt terrified by Acard’s perfect duality and resolved to get out as quickly as possible.
If I stayed like this, I might really lose my virginity to Acard if he got horny again.
Of course, I had technically been the one to make the first move….
Anyway, I had to escape this bathroom immediately.
Splash….
I secretly slipped out of the bath and moved as low as possible so he wouldn’t notice, but—
“…Ria?”
“Kyaaaah?!!”
With Acard’s keen abilities, escaping without being noticed was completely impossible.
“You saw something you shouldn’t have…. Ahaha….”
But surprisingly, even after discovering me, Acard merely laughed awkwardly; with his erection gone and his cock hanging limp, he didn’t seem inclined to pounce.
“…R-right. I’m going to head out now…!”
Even so, knowing all too well the fiery nature of male lust, I couldn’t relax; I sped up while imprinting the erotic sight of his three wives lying awkwardly on the floor in my mind.
“Ria! That side is the pool, so it’s slippery!!”
“Slippery…?! Eek!?”
Just as Acard, who had already fixed his gaze on my feet, shouted a warning—
Instead of textured tiles with friction, the floor continued in smooth tiles, twisting my center of gravity and making me stagger.
“Why are you only telling me now—?! Aagh?!”
“What a timely warning,” I thought angrily, as I slid all the way into a pool I hadn’t even known was in the corner of the bathroom.
“Ria! It’s dangerous!!”
Though I had lost my balance, I was sliding without actually falling, so Acard summoned his trademark heroism and ran toward me.
“Huh?!”
But he stepped on the foam I had left on my back, lost his balance, and instead of saving me, came hurtling straight toward me.
“Hey, hey!! Don’t come over here!!”
“Watch out, Ria!!”
The gap between us closed so quickly that we were on the verge of colliding.
…Hk!
Acard used his abilities to the fullest, spun half a turn, and leaped into the air to stylishly regain his balance—
“Aaaah!!”
“Ghk!!”
—but instead, his foot slipped once more, and he launched a sliding tackle at me.
“You fucking bastard—.”
They say that when someone is in great danger, their concentration reaches its peak.
At my feet, Acard had become the perfect soccer player,
and I had become the player on the receiving end of a retaliatory tackle, despite there not even being a soccer ball.
If we hadn’t both been naked, the scene unfolding might have been believable as a moment from some soccer tournament, and the world seemed to move in slow motion.
Perhaps thinking only of protecting me as he fell rapidly, Acard’s muscular arm shot out and quickly wrapped around my waist to brace for impact.
Because of his acceleration, his unpleasantly swinging cock happened to brush wetly across my pussy and anus.
Thud—!
We ended up in a cowgirl position that could only be called a lucky-pervert scenario,
and our sliding momentum dropped to zero, bringing us to a precarious stop just before we fell into the pool.
…….
…….
We had ended up in an unmistakably suggestive cowgirl position, with ample reason for misunderstanding, and without saying a word, we simultaneously focused our gazes on our lower bodies.
Without any conversation about how embarrassing it was to be completely exposed or anything of the sort,
Acard pressed his hips as flat against the floor as possible, while I carefully lifted my lower body.
“…Are you inside me?”
“N-no… no! You’re not inside me…!”
“R-really?”
“Yeah, really!! You barely missed!”
Since we had fallen together into a perfect cowgirl position, we both broke into a cold sweat at the thought that we might have been penetrated.
After reassuring ourselves that nothing serious had happened,
Having accidentally ended up in a consummation pose, we naturally shuffled apart before sitting down on the bathroom floor.
“I almost lost my virginity.”
“That was really lucky, Ria….”
“Shut up… I almost had my life ruined because of you….”
“…Sorry.”
By now not even bothering to be self-conscious, I openly felt around my pussy in front of Acard to check, and fortunately, the membrane at the vaginal opening was still intact and safely in place.
…I almost ruined my life.