Hentai Dragon King

No clock, so I don’t know the exact time, but I definitely overslept.

Esty-san’s tail blanket was too comfortable. Even after waking up I couldn’t pull myself out of it.

We’re on day two of our journey.

If I or Esty-san fly, we’ll reach our destination in no time. We’ve only been walking for a day against a ten-day plan, but it already feels like the end.

We ate all our planned supplies—food, water, and wine—at breakfast, a little at a time.

Then I lightly cleaned the hut so the next person who uses it, and topped up the firewood.

After double-checking I didn’t forget anything, we left.

”Well, I’m going home. In the decisive battle for promotion, today I’ll finally be promoted to the top capybara position...”

”I see. Baka’s busy, huh...”

Probably for Lucia, knocking out Raba and getting promoted to the five-capys is way more important than liberating the fairy village or going to Margolant.

The way she lets out that pathetic ”fuh~” yawn-like battle cry while clinging and writhing is cute to watch, but for the capybara girls it’s a huge deal—it decides their entire hierarchy.

Just like I have to report survival to Margolant’s Lucia because it’s normal human etiquette, rules, and consideration, Lucia has her own way of living as a capybara girl. Even so, she still helped us.

”Thanks. Baka.”

I gave her another thank-you, laid her on the ground, and stroked every inch of her body.

Shepa came over too and we stroked her together.

Baka closed her eyes in pleasure, her little limbs wiggling happily.

I asked Esty-san with my eyes if she wanted to join, but she shook her head.

She’s probably not scared anymore, but she still doesn’t have the courage to stroke a dragon god.

I stroked her carefully around the spots where nipples might be.

”That’s enough for today.”

Because it was fun I forgot the time.

”Call me if anything happens.”

”Yeah. I’m praying for Baka’s victory.”

”Mmm. I’ll absolutely beat Raba...!”

SAHHHHH...!

The instant teleport Lucia did is a pointless special effect for her, but she sparkled, slowly faded, and vanished. She probably changes the special effect based on her mood.

Still, it feels like she’s more motivated by hatred toward Raba than just wanting to rise in the hierarchy. Is that my imagination?

Maybe there’s a reason. Asking would be scary.

If she just says she hates Raba, it would make her too pitiful.

To be hated by a god... that’s serious.

”Baka disappeared! Baka’s gone, Masaru!”

”Ah, uh... Shepa had a belly-button incontinence accident, so she doesn’t know what happened to Baka...”

”Baka-san probably wants to change relations, and for now it’s better if you don’t tell her.”

”Yeah... Shepa. Listen carefully. What just happened? That was my magic. Baka went back to the church.”

”Amazing!”

”Alright, let’s go.”

”Yeah!”

I dropped into orz on the ground.

According to Dura-san, my cock stays right-curving but can still fly straight.

”Heart of the meadow, spread across my crotch!”

GOW!

A tornado appeared on my crotch.

This part was the same as yesterday. But—

”Battle Suit Cock Limited!!”

SHU GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

It came out! Straight wind!

Because it’s an invisible tornado, my cock isn’t visible, but my erect cock is now wearing the Battle Suit. Perfect fit, completely natural feel—like I’m not wearing anything at all.

”...!”

With the Battle Suit Cock-ptera assist function, the wind from my cock now goes straight.

Flur~.

It slowly rose. No sideways spin.

The output is easy to fine-tune.

I slowly flipped up the hem just enough that Esty-san didn’t have to panic and stop me.

”I can do it...!”

”You can’t!”

Shepa noticed the trick and covered her hem.

But between me and Esty-san there was an intense standoff she didn’t even register, so her hem flipped and her white underwear was exposed.

”Alright! I can do it!”

Dura-san, thank you. The Battle Suit Cock Limited performance is perfect.

I hovered at about one meter off the ground. Amazing. I can even stay at a fixed position!

”Then, Esty-san, put the basket on your ankle.”

My cloak and skin bag are in Esty-san’s basket. I hooked them all onto her ankle.

”Done.”

”Then both of you, get on.”

”Yeah!”

”Right. Ready?”

Shepa sat on my thigh root. Not butt-on-butt, but the position where a double-headed dildo would connect anuses.

Esty-san sat on her back, near the neck. Through the cloth it’s pussy-on-back.

Either position is fine for two passengers. Any shift in center of gravity can be adjusted with the cock-ptera.

”Shepa, grip my ankle tight. Watch so the basket doesn’t fall.”

”Yeah!”

”Then let’s go!”

GOWWWWWWWWWWW!

I rose straight up.

In no time I was higher than the forest trees.

Amazing.

Almost no vibration. If I’d had a ten-yen coin standing on my back, it probably wouldn’t have fallen. That stable.

Since I rose straight from the ground, the two-day hut I spent at was directly below me.

A breeze blew through the empty, simple hut, but—

”I’m a little sad to leave...”

”We want to come back with everyone next time!”

”Yeah. Let’s bring Retirima-san, Iferaski-san, and everyone to play.”

It’s a bit narrow, but the indoor temperature would actually rise with our body heat.

That’s our farewell.

”Daiichi Masaharu. Cock-ptera flight, let’s go!”

I slowly changed the direction of the wind-pressure masturbation.

It’s already a VTOL jet plane that can take off and land vertically, but the name ”cock-ptera” sounds good, so I’ll keep it.

There’s a thing called a copter, but I won’t use it this time.

Copter has the letter ”leo” in it, which is cool, but my crotch has no lion’s mane pubic hair, so calling it ”chinco leo” pter is shameless.

My cock-ptera flew straight forward.

Erection pressure normal. Posture stable. Vision good.

I can do it.

The destination is the northeast, but first we head south.

I did one circle over the fairy village and waved goodbye to the fairies.

”Everyone, fairies! Bye-bye!”

The fairies who noticed the cock-ptera waved back.

”Masaru-sama, please come play again!”

”Yes!”

”Everyone, bye-bye!”

”Hey, Shepa. Don’t wave with both hands like that. Geez.”

Like those anime—especially original episodes of the weekly shonen magazine adaptations that air for three or more cool seasons—the main characters always say ”see you again” when they part from their aniol characters, but that aniol character never appears again.

I hate that kind of fake goodbye.

So I’ll absolutely come visit the fairy village again.

This time I’m bringing all the capybara girls with me.

I made that promise, and while rising I changed course northeast.