Hentai Dragon King

Well then, this is the first time Lucia becomes Baka after her identity was revealed—will the capybara girls accept her...

I became a little worried.

But—

”Ah. Baka was there.”

”Where have you been until now?”

”It’s true. Baka was there!”

”Where were you hiding—?”

”Where did the big capybara go?”

From the way they were talking, the capybara girls don’t seem to understand that Baka’s true identity is the dragon god Lucia and that she was the current giant capybara.

Lucia transformed right in front of their eyes... Or rather, when we departed from Monvan I told everyone in front of them, ”The true identity of the giant capybara is the dragon god Lucia” and ”the transformed Baka,” right?

Well, this looseness is what makes them capybara girls. Probably they noticed her identity but are pretending not to notice so as not to make Lucia feel awkward.

However, amid the harmonious atmosphere, there was one person alone directing a dangerous gaze (though cute)...

It was Raba, who had once lost to Baka in the herd ranking battle and fallen to the very bottom.

”I’ll get big too deshu... I’ll get bigger than Baka and eventually become second in the herd ranking deshu.”

Gari, gari gari...

Raba grinding her teeth in anger... no, it’s tooth-brushing. Just like real capybaras, the teeth of the capybara girls keep growing, so they chew stones and branches to brush them. The stones and branches inside the tub they brought from the church are their favorite pieces for this tooth-brushing.

”I see. So Raba wants to get big. Eat lots of food without being picky and grow big.”

”Yes deshu!”

It will be difficult, but this is a world where enlargement can’t be declared impossible. If Raba tries hard she might be able to enlarge as well.

No—or rather, why is she aiming for second in the ranking. If she becomes stronger than Baka there’s even a possibility she could become number one in this world, not just number one in the ranking.

”Nichaa.”

...!

Noticing our gazes, Baka floated a smile that mocked Raba. She’s provoking her...

”Ku... deshu!”

Apparently even in the new land a fierce battle for the very bottom rank will break out.

Somehow, when it becomes like this I start wanting to cheer for Raba.

And even so, Lucia, what an immature god.

Tsun tsun.

Nn?

Esty-san, who had come up beside me, poked me with her elbow.

”I’ve only met Shepa-san before. Could you introduce me?”

”Ah. Right. Well, right now Rafilia-san is preparing the meal, so let’s greet everyone at that time.”

Today the self-introductions will come one after another.

We had lunch of Milk-milk porridge, and then introduced ourselves again.

I feel bad for making the dog girls and cat girls introduce themselves many times, but the self-introduction-loving capybara girls were full of energy, so it helped.

After the meal the capybara girls scattered in a wara wara and went around introducing themselves to the residents of Margolant over and over.

The dog girls were clumped together as a pack. The cat girls had climbed the wall of the main tower, so they’re probably napping on the roof.

Differences appear by species, huh.

”Um. Masaharu-san.”

”What is it?”

”When we were in Monvan, which dog girl was the one who saw through that I was a fox girl just from the lingering scent on the long robe?”

”It’s the long blonde-haired Letree-san. The older one with big breasts and a big butt.”

”That’s right, isn’t it? She seems to be respected as the boss by those around her too. ...But.”

”But?”

”Why does she look so lacking in confidence? I had the impression she was an extremely capable person, but she’s acting timid as if she lost a ranking battle and was driven out by a new boss, isn’t she?”

”Ah, that’s...”

It’s because the urine marking around the church was discovered. Furthermore Letree-san is becoming paranoid, wondering whether the fact that she sprayed urine from her rectum on the castle wall was also discovered by the scent.

The urine itself is mine, but because it came out from inside Letree-san’s rectum there was a change in the scent, and the question is whether the dog girls could distinguish that.

In any case. I’ll keep the rectal urination matter a secret from Esty-san.

Perhaps because of the stars we were born under, no erotic event has occurred with Esty-san yet. I can’t treat her in too perverted a way.

”Letree-san is just temporarily falling into a loss of confidence. If she acts with the pack, she should regain herself soon.”

”I see.”

Well then. While everyone is taking a midday rest, shall I go scout the glans.

”I’m going to fly over the glans and check whether there is any danger on the head.”

”Shall I go too?”

”It’s fine. Please prioritize helping Margolant.”

”Yes, understood.”

After parting from Esty-san I told Letree-san that I was going out.

Then, when I left the castle, wrapped the long robe around my neck in a place with no people, and was about to jump up, Dura-san came.

”Masaharu-san. Please take me with you as well.”

”Eh?”

”There are things that cannot be observed from a distant place.”

”Ah, is that so.”

I see. From her words it seems Dura-san observed it from space in advance.

Apparently she left Mirai-chan with Kaka and Pipi. Because they were originally capybara stuffed toys, they seem optimal for babysitting.

”Then please get on.”

”Yes.”

With Dura-san the speed and the cold of high altitudes should be no problem, so I can fly without any restraint.

Because I need to cross the Glans-Neck Mountain Range, I accelerated and rose.

As we went up the mountain range the air currents were turbulent, and no matter what I couldn’t fly straight. If I relaxed even a little my body immediately shifted to the right.

”Masaharu-san. It seems the erection pressure is unstable.”

”Eh?”

”You sensed an abnormality, didn’t you?”

”Yes. Somehow I can’t fly straight.”

”Probably because of repeating unstable ejaculations, your cock can no longer control the timing of ejaculation.”

”What do you mean?”

”Masaharu-san’s ejaculations sometimes happen with just one thrust, and sometimes like wind-pressure masturbation you suppress the pleasure and fly for nearly an hour without ejaculating.”

”Y-Yes! Exactly!”

”The gap between the intense ejaculation that finishes in one second and the mellow ejaculation that finishes in one hour is so large that the brain and the cock cells have become unable to understand ’When exactly am I supposed to ejaculate this time?’”

”What will happen to me if this continues?”

”Semen will keep accumulating during flight, and someday the cock will rupture.”

”Th-That’s... What should I do?”

”Fufufu... I will treat you. Leave it to me. That’s the intention with which I came along.”

”Dura-san!”

”Wind-pressure masturbation is, as is clear from the fact that the name includes ’masturbation,’ a form of masturbation, and the timing of ejaculation can be controlled by Masaharu-san.”

”Yes.”

”The correlation between that ejaculation timing and the erection pressure has become disordered—that is the cause of the malfunction. Therefore, by ejaculating through correct masturbation it can be corrected.”

”I see.”

”Then I will begin the ejaculation.”

So...

Byururururu!

”Eh! Ah! U! Uuuu...!”

Just what happened.

The moment I thought Dura-san’s right hand touched my cock, I was ejaculating.

No—not past tense; I am continuing to ejaculate.

Byurururururu...

”That just now was one-stroke masturbation. With just one stroke Masaharu-san came. Please remember the current sensation with your cock.”

”Haa haa... Y-Your hand... Dura-san, your hand...”

Stroking the shaft means Dura-san’s hand was enveloped by the tornado of wind-pressure masturbation. I might have injured her.

”No need to worry. Taking wind speed, wind direction, and wind pressure into account, I stroked the shaft with movements calculated to the limit so as to completely parry everything; my hand is unharmed.”

”I-I see...”

At last the ejaculation subsided.

”Next I will make you ejaculate after thirty strokes.”

”W-Wait. I just came so...!”

I unconsciously shouted something like a heroine in an erotic manga. That’s how good it felt!

...!

...!?

Su...

Su...

”Eh... It feels good... Even though the overly sensitive glans right after ejaculation is being touched...”

”Fufufu. All of Masaharu-san’s ejaculation data since putting on the Battle Suit has been collected. I have already grasped how to make Masaharu-san feel how much.”

”A-Amazing... It feels as good as if lotion were being applied...”

Thus while having my cock played with by Dura-san in mid-air, I flew over the glans of the erect-cock peninsula.

I tasted intense ejaculations and sweet ejaculations, instantaneous ejaculations and long ejaculations.

I was teased, unexpectedly stroked, had the count done for me, and had the ejaculation timing controlled.

The shaft was stroked, the glans was tickled, the balls were rolled, and various places were played with.

I ejaculated many times.

Unbelievably, it felt better than doing it with my own hand.

Aaah...

It feels as if the emotion of the first time I used an onahole is being revived in my crotch...