Hentai Dragon King

Clang, clang, clang.

The morning bell rang out from directly above. Rafilia-san was probably ringing it from the bell tower deep inside the cathedral.

The chickens we kept in the garden had also woken up and started crowing.

I shivered slightly from the chilly morning air that stung my skin.

It wasn’t that this room was built particularly sloppily—most buildings were like this—but the brick walls had wooden doors fitted into them with a gap of several centimeters at the bottom. It wasn’t for any particular reason; it was simply because architectural techniques were more primitive than in modern times. As expected of a northern city, the draft coming through the gap in the morning was quite cold.

The hinges (the metal fittings connecting the door to the wall) were on the inside, and the door opened inward from the room’s perspective.

Occasionally in fantasy manga or web novel adaptations, you’ll see doors that open outward when viewed from inside, but that’s incorrect. If a door opens outward, the hinges would structurally have to be on the outside as well. That would mean someone could just destroy the hinges and remove the door, allowing intruders to enter from outside.

In an era with poor public safety where there were no streetlights and thieves roamed at night, there was no way outward-opening doors would be built. There might be exceptions if you searched the entire world, but doors on buildings from the Middle Ages that still remain today are almost all inward-opening.

Thinking about architecture made me realize something else.

The other day, I inferred from the vegetation that Iria’s territory was in the northern region. The basis was that coniferous trees grow in high-latitude areas where the sun is lower.

I also examined the peculiarity of how the fortress city of Monvahn was built on wasteland despite the lack of nearby building materials.

Now that I think about it, there was something even more abnormal. Even if they transported building materials from distant places, why didn’t they use coniferous trees to build houses?

Imagine the historical cityscapes of medieval Europe. You’ll probably picture two main types: wooden multi-story buildings (4 floors or higher) or stone/brick low-rise buildings (3 floors or lower).

If you imagine a cityscape of four-story wooden buildings, it would resemble Rouen in northern France or Bremen and Hamburg in northern Germany. These cities are at high latitudes and had coniferous forests nearby, allowing them to build houses using straight, long timber.

Others might picture cityscapes with stone or brick low-rise buildings. Those would be southern cities like Marseille or Munich, where tall trees don’t grow. The abundance of stone buildings is because lightweight volcanic stone (tuff) that could be used as building material was plentiful nearby.

As these examples show, cityscapes weren’t determined by the vague category of ”medieval Europe,” but by the surrounding terrain. First, climate and latitude that determine vegetation. Next, the distribution of lightweight stone suitable for construction, which is closely tied to the location of volcanoes.

Since Monvahn is in the northern region, there should be coniferous forests within a few hours’ ride by carriage. Therefore, it wouldn’t be strange for it to have rows of wooden multi-story buildings. Even so, the highest they could build would be four stories, since they lacked the technology to build taller than wooden structures.

However, despite being in the north, Monvahn has almost no wooden multi-story buildings. Instead, there are mostly two- or three-story brick or stone buildings. This could be one of the pieces of evidence that Monvahn was built as a defensive stronghold. As the fairy tale ”The Three Little Pigs” shows, stone and brick buildings are far stronger than wooden ones.

And until recently, I didn’t know how they transported the bricks used as building material.

But now I have one hypothesis.

Beastman slaves.

They might be turning female beastmen into sex slaves while using male beastmen as labor. From the filthy man who tried to sell a kemololi as edible meat, it’s clear that beastmen either breed easily or can be captured somewhere. If they were rare, there’s no way they’d be turned into food. Despite how common beastmen should be in this world, I hardly ever see them. I haven’t seen a single male beastman. They’re probably being forced into labor somewhere.

The reason I was pondering the distorted state of affairs surrounding Monvahn right after waking up was obvious.

Ifelasuki was sitting between my legs, sucking my cock.

Even though Lucia and Kemololi were in the room, this stupid horse pussy was stuffing my dick in her mouth and making wet jupo jupo sounds.

The fact that I had entered Sage Mode meant I had already cum once. Nevertheless, Ifelasuki wasn’t satisfied with just one round and kept sucking continuously.

Thankfully, the most sensible one, Rafilia-san, had woken up early for morning prayers and wasn’t here. Good thing she didn’t see this.

”Hey, Ifelasuki. Lucia and Kemololi are in the room, you know. What are you going to do if they wake up?”

Jupo, jupo.

Ifelasuki, cheeks puffed out in full blowjob face, showed no sign of stopping.

The only way to make her stop was to make her cum.

”Kh...!”

I leaned forward and reached for Ifelasuki’s ass. As I shifted from lying on my back to kneeling and extended my hand forward, Ifelasuki adjusted her posture as well, refusing to let go of my cock.

”Got it!”

I grabbed Ifelasuki’s tail. It was an awkward position with my upper body lying on the back of the now all-fours Ifelasuki, but I planned to insert her own tail into her asshole. It was a race to see who would cum first.

I wasn’t just going to tickle her anal wrinkles with the tip. I was going to shove the whole tail inside!

Since I had already cum once, I had the advantage. Yesterday morning we were interrupted by Rafilia-san, but today I was definitely going to make this horse pussy cum from her ass. Just stroking her anal wrinkles with the tip of her tail had already made her face bright red with pleasure. She probably had talent for anal. That tight, trained ass hiding a well-exercised anus—if trained properly, it could become a first-class hole.

”Prepare yourself, you bitch horse pussy. I’m going to turn you into a girl who can only cum from her ass.”

”Um... what are you doing?”

A flat, monotone voice. It was Lucia.

”Eh?”

”Pi!”

At some point, Lucia had woken up. Still hugging Kemololi like a body pillow on the straw bed, she was watching us with only her eyes open.

”Good morning, Lucia.”

”Masaharu, good morning. What are you doing?”

”This is... horse pussy training... I guess?”

”I see.”

Lucia got up while still holding Kemololi and came closer.

”...Pi!”

Shake shake.

Ifelasuki let out that high-pitched nasal sound she makes when she gets excited and started trembling.

Ah... The vibration of her tongue felt like a vibrating onahole. It felt amazing.

”That’s right, Lucia. Use the tip of Ifelasuki’s tail to tickle her asshole. She’ll definitely love it and you two can become friends.”

”...I can become friends with the horse pussy? I’ll do it!”

”Pi?!?”

Grab!

I held Ifelasuki’s sides so she couldn’t run away and thrust my hips forward. My hard cock sank deep into her throat, fixing her body in place from three points. It might be a bit pitiful, but it was necessary for the two of them to get along.

”Ifelasuki, don’t be scared. Lucia isn’t scary. She won’t do anything bad.”

”Pi... pi...”

”Nsho.”

Lucia placed Kemololi on Ifelasuki’s back.

The round fluff ball moved with small, soft motions.

”Nn... Ah. Masaharu-san, good morning...”

”Good morning, Kemololi.”

She seemed to have woken up from our voices. She still looked a bit sleepy, but she didn’t seem to be in bad shape.

Last night I had stretched her urethra, so I wondered how she was doing now.

”Kemololi, show me between your legs for a bit.”

”Eh?”

”Come on, lie down on your back.”

Since Kemololi was so small, she should be able to lie on Ifelasuki’s back.

I supported her back so she wouldn’t roll off, and she obediently lay down as guided. Her tiny crotch faced toward me.

Twitch!

Ifelasuki jolted. It looked like Lucia had started playing with her asshole using the tail.

I lifted Kemololi’s fur skirt. Like kangaroos or reindeer with pouches, Kemololi had a downward-facing pouch around her waist area. Since she was a fully naked beastman, she didn’t seem embarrassed about showing her crotch.

”Hmm.”

It didn’t look swollen or open.

However...

”Is your clitoris erect?”

Yesterday it was so small it was barely visible, but now it was swollen like a decent-sized pimple. I licked my finger to wet it and gently touched Kemololi’s clitoris.

”Fuaah...!”

Kemololi twitched and tried to curl up, but I pressed down on her chest so she couldn’t get up.

”Hmmm.”

Boing boing.

”Ah, ah... it tickles...”

”If it tickles, that means the nerves are working properly, right?”

”Masaharu, yesterday the wind pressure from your masturbation hit Kemololi’s clitoris.”

”Ah, right. So that’s why it got bigger.”

Yesterday when I was trying to open her urethra, my aim slipped and I ended up stimulating her clitoris. It would be too pitiful to keep stimulating it and turn it into a micro-penis by making it grow huge. I should stop touching it. The only one who would enjoy having her clitoris enlarged was probably Ifelasuki.

”Kemololi. Do you know what a ’clitoris’ is?”

”I don’t understand.”

”The place I was touching earlier is a bit swollen, so even if it feels strange, don’t touch it, okay?”

”Y-Yes.”

Her responses were clear. It seemed the poison was completely gone and she had recovered.

Thank goodness... Really, thank goodness. She was on the verge of death yesterday, but as expected of a beastman, her stamina and recovery power were outstanding.

Gurgle...

Kemololi’s stomach rumbled.

”Auu.”

How cute. I ruffled the fur on her belly—whoosh whoosh!

It must have felt good, because Kemololi flailed her short limbs.

”Kyau! It tickles! Masaharu-san, please stop!”

Kemololi’s movements caused the inside of Ifelasuki’s mouth to vibrate, and her throat stimulated my glans.

”I won’t lose either. Petting the horse pussy’s butt~”

”Pi...!”

Splooooooosh...!

I don’t know what was so scary, but Ifelasuki lost control of her bladder from Lucia petting her ass.

Just as the smell of Ifelasuki’s piss filled the room, the sound of footsteps approaching from outside the room reached us.

Then—

Click.

”Good morning, everyo——”

Rafilia-san opened the door, saw the scene inside the room, and froze.

At that exact moment, I ejaculated deep into Ifelasuki’s mouth.