Hentai Dragon King

...Nn?

Kacha...

I heard the sound of a door opening down below.

Is someone going to the toilet.

When I raised my upper body and looked down, something came out.

What is that.

A lump of white fur.

Fuyo fuyo fuyo.

It floated up. At this point it’s a three-way choice of Baka, Kaka, or Pipi, but it’s probably Baka.

The white fur ball came next to me.

”I sensed a horny presence.”

”I don’t think it’s horniness...”

From the center of the white fur ball, Baka’s face appeared.

A capybara girl wearing a white fluffy coat.

She enjoyed fluffing with the sheep girls so much that she was influenced, perhaps.

Because only her face sticking out of the fur ball was cute, I pinched her nose and made it so she couldn’t breathe.

”You’re cold, right?”

”Yeah. A little.”

”Ehehe. I’ll warm you up. Sleep.”

”Aah.”

Because Baka pushed me I lay down.

Baka climbed on.

Moffuu...

I unhesitatingly thrust my hands into the fur ball.

”Oh. Warm.”

”Ehehe.”

”Huh. Can Lucia transform into anything?”

”Yeah.”

”Then why don’t you grow fox tails?”

”Those are something to enjoy as a futon. If I grow tails myself I can’t make them into a futon or pillow. Even Masaru wouldn’t want to enlarge his own breasts and knead them, right.”

”No, that thinking is wrong. If I became female I would want to knead my own breasts. In other words, if I can freely change my own body, it means I want to knead breasts.”

”Then do you want to put your own cock into your own anus?”

”Uh... That’s...”

Structurally it is impossible for a human to put their own cock into their own anus.

But what if there was a cock on the right hand and an anus on the left?

Could I insert it?

I don’t want to. Even if it’s my own cock, I don’t want to violate a man’s anus.

B-But if only my anus became female...

That would be insertion into a woman’s anus, so it’s acceptable.

I could violate the female-body-ized version of my own anus.

No, wait.

That’s shallow thinking.

Even if it’s a woman’s anus, it’s still my anus.

I still don’t want to violate it, and I don’t want to be violated.

If I’m going to do it anyway, wouldn’t it be better to fully become female first, then grow a cock and violate myself?

That way it’s just ordinary masturbation.

The only difference is whether a girl puts a finger into her anus or a cock into her anus.

In other words, becoming female, warping an enlarged clitoris-cock and inserting it into my own anus to masturbate is the optimal solution...

”I didn’t think you’d bite that hard onto a mere example.”

”Sorry. But since I’ve come to a world where female body transformation seems possible, this is a path I can’t avoid thinking about. Because, right. I hate being violated by a man, but if Lucia grew a cock, whether I’d hate being violated is difficult. I like Lucia, but that has nothing to do with the presence or absence of a cock. In short, if I suffer a near-fatal injury, swap our genders and have Lucia violate my anus to inject elixir.”

”I didn’t really understand the reasoning in the middle, but I understood only the conclusion... If Masaru is about to die I’ll become male and violate the female-body-ized Masaru’s anus.”

”Please.”

Alright. With this I am effectively semi-immortal as long as my anus remains.

”Leaving the female-body transformation matter aside and returning to the topic, fox tails absorb the sun and become warm and fluffy. Sheep wool has curly hair that expands and traps air inside the fur so it’s warm. The difference between fluffy fox and cozy sheep.”

”Yeah. Warmer than I imagined.”

There are wool futons and wool clothes, but no fox-fur futons. The insulation and heat-retention effects are different, perhaps.

”That the fur of beast girls has a pleasantness that is more than just the feel of the hand is deep. I want to touch the bodies of even more kinds of beast girls.”

”Yeah.”

That’s right.

If the beastman kingdom prospers, various beastmen should gather.

Then even Lucia should be happy.

If there are elephant or hippo beastmen, what is their skin like. What would Lucia think when touching them. I want to see.

Because Iria said so previously the existence of cow beastmen is confirmed, and I want to see their breasts, and if it’s fine to drink them as ordinary milk I definitely want some.

”Masaru, did you cheer up?”

”...! Yeah. Thank you.”

I see. Lucia sensed that I was becoming naive from worrying about tomorrow and beyond and came to encourage me.

That’s right. I just need to think about fun things.

Food and overwintering will work out somehow. If it doesn’t work I can freeload at Margolant Castle or return to the church.

”Even if you fail I’ll somehow take care of it, so I think it’s fine for you to do as you like.”

”Thank you.”

She sees through everything.

I’m trying to create a country while relying on the gods’ power as little as possible. Because things that are only given will eventually collapse.

”I want to entertain Lucia. I want to make a country where Lucia can spend happy time while blankly sunbathing like a capybara girl. I want to be the one who entertains. Therefore I don’t want to borrow Lucia’s power as much as possible.”

”Nn. That’s fine.”

Come to think of it...

Previously when the two of us were lying on the church roof like this I asked Lucia whether as a goddess she had any long-term goals.

Then Lucia said ”none.” Goddesses apparently don’t have long-term goals. They simply exist as they are, free and as they please.

That’s right. That is the ideal. Let’s aim for a country where everyone does only the labor necessary for the minimum living and can spend the remaining time blankly forever.

The anxious feelings disappeared as if they were a lie.

Right now I’m excited.

What kind of country can I create.

If the current situation were a city- or nation-management simulation game or a Sengoku simulation, it feels rather hard mode, but that makes it all the more worthwhile.

Speaking of games, I haven’t checked the quest progress since then. Learning the future of having my urethra dug by a fairy was scary and I lost the courage to look.

Even now looking at the quest progress and learning my own future is scary.

Ah. Since the opportunity is here, shall I at least check the skill slots.

I concentrated, displayed the mental status screen, and checked the skills.

Skill 1: Dragon Goddess’s Protection

Skill 2: Sex Warrior Lv 12

Skill 3: Wind-Pressure Masturbation

Skill 4: Wind-Pressure Masturbation Reverse

Hmm. As expected having two Wind-Pressure Masturbations is meaningless. There are only four slots and I’m using two of the same skill.

If I practice I feel like I could simultaneously output Wind-Pressure Masturbation and Wind-Pressure Masturbation Reverse with both hands and use a special move of colliding reverse-rotating tornadoes, but magic has stronger power so it’s meaningless.

”Hey, Lucia. Can skills be erased?”

”They can.”

”If I erase my Wind-Pressure Masturbation Reverse, will some problem occur?”

”I don’t think anything particular will happen.”

”I see. As expected it’s a completely dead skill. If I erase this, will I learn something eventually?”

”I don’t know. It depends on Masaru. If the slots are full you won’t learn new skills, so it might be better to erase it.”

”Then, can you erase it for me?”

”Nn. Erased.”

”Thank you.”

It’s convenient so it’s fine, but why does the other world have a system like a game.

Ah!

”Can I view event CGs?”

”Event CGs?”

”Yeah. I want to see things I’ve seen in the past one more time.”

”If you tell me, I can revive the memories.”

”I see!”

Even erotic scenes I could only see for an instant I can look at carefully.

But having Lucia revive memories of having sex with other girls would be rude.

I’ll refrain.

I’ll only ask when I absolutely can’t obtain materials for masturbation.

That said, if there is this much of a game-like system—

”Can my life be saved?”

”Saved?”

”For example if I fail at creating a country I want to restart my life from today.”

”It’s not that I can’t, but if I rewind for a long time the gods who govern time will get angry.”

”I see... That’s right...”

”I can copy everything on this star except Masaru, stop time, and store it in another dimension.”

”Eh? You can do something like that?”

”Yeah. That way the time-related gods won’t complain.”

”When using that copy world, what do you do?”

”I rewind only Masaru’s time and move him to the copy world.”

”I see.”

In other words, from my subjective view save & load is possible.

However, everyone except me is a copy. That somehow feels scary.

Because it’s a copy by a goddess the soul-like things are probably a perfect match, but somehow, how should I put it, it’s scary...

”I don’t know if I’ll use it, but can you at least make a copy for now?”

”Nn. Understood. I’ll copy this star at the present point and store it in another dimension.”

I’m a little uneasy, but with this even if the erect-cock peninsula explodes due to some mistake I can restart from today. However, restarting in the copy world is a little scary so I’ll do my best in this world.

”Ah. This is a strange question, but am I the first one right now? I haven’t loaded, right?”

”Eh? You’re already the eighth time.”

”Eh?!”

”Just kidding. Ehehe.”

”Geez! I was seriously scared.”

Ei. I’ll pinch your nipples!

Damn. They’re so small I can’t tell where the nipples are.

The original Lucia is already flat-chested with small nipples, so in the state transformed into a capybara girl finding the nipples is impossible.

Because the anxiety about tomorrow and beyond disappeared and I could also make a save for emergencies and felt relieved, I suddenly became sleepy.

”You can sleep. I’ll warm you with the fluffy.”

”Thank you.”

I tightly hugged Lucia.

Warm and pleasant, in an instant I fell asleep.