System S.E.X. (Seduction, Expansion, eXecution)

Chapter 519: Chapter 519: The Cream of the Crop

Bessie stood frozen, her heart thundering so loudly she was certain Ethan could hear it. She was, in fact, a virgin—though not by choice. In the Princess’s secluded manor, there were no men of the ”Heavy” races, and the human nobility viewed her kind as nothing more than biological machinery. The King had permitted hundreds of servants to tend to Isabella’s needs, but he was a paranoid sovereign; he allowed only women within the residence. Even the White Unicorn guards were a rare exception that had taken Isabella years of political maneuvering to secure.

For a woman of the cow-folk, whose instincts were rooted in nurturance and deep, earth-bound passion, the isolation was a slow torture. Bessie was the Head of Servants; her duty was her cage. She had spent years watching over the others, suppressing her own cravings for a man’s touch. Now, a prime, powerful human was offering himself to her on a silver platter, and her mind had completely fractured.

*What do I do? How do I start? Do I undress? Do I bow? Oh gods, I’m a mess!* her internal voice screamed, drowning out all logic.

Ethan watched her large, curvaceous frame tremble. Her breathing was becoming shallow, her face flushing a deep, toasted red. To him, she looked like she was vibrating with terror.

”Easy now, Bessie,” Ethan said softly, his voice a soothing balm against her panic. ”It’s okay. If this is too much, or if you don’t want this, you can leave. I’d never force you.”

The word ”leave” triggered a primal surge of panic in her. Her lungs seized; she began to hyperventilate, her eyes rolling back as if she were about to collapse under the sheer weight of the opportunity.

”No...!” she managed to gasp out, the word sounding like a plea. ”I... I-I-I want to...!”

The effort of admitting her desire was too much. Her knees gave way, and she hit the floor with a heavy, resonant thud that made the bathwater ripple. She looked up at him from the ground, her chest heaving, looking as though she might actually die of embarrassment right there on the tiles.

Ethan stepped out of the tub, droplets of water glistening on his lean, battle-hardened muscles. He knelt beside her, lifting her chin with a gentle finger. He didn’t see a ”beast” or a ”machine”; he saw a woman overflowing with a sweetness that was as intoxicating as the serpent’s nectar.

”Bessie,” Ethan whispered, a dangerous, hungry glint returning to his amethyst eyes. ”You are incredibly cute. I love how shy you are... it only makes me want to devour you even more.”

He leaned in, his breath warm against her ear. Bessie let out a soft, whimpering low, her resistance melting like butter under a summer sun.

Ethan didn’t hesitate. He leaned in, smashing his lips against hers and forcing his tongue deep into her mouth. At the same time, his hand reached up and firmly gripped one of her small, velvet-coated horns.

He didn’t know it, but for a cow-woman, the horns were a direct nerve-link to their womb. The moment his fingers closed around the bone, Bessie’s back arched violently. A guttural moan tore from her throat, and between her thick thighs, her cunt erupted. A massive, drenching jet of arousal soaked through her heavy skirts, splashing onto the floor with a wet, rhythmic sound.

”Vaya...” Ethan murmured, pulling back just an inch, his lips glistening. ”I barely touched you and you’re already flooding the room.”

”I... I’m sorry, Master,” Bessie gasped, her eyes fluttering wildly. ”I’ve never been with anyone... and our horns... they are the most sensitive part of our entire being.”

”Is that so? Here?”

Ethan leaned forward and sank his teeth into the base of the horn. Bessie let out a strangled cry, her eyes rolling back into her head until only the whites showed. A thin trail of saliva leaked from the corner of her mouth. She wasn’t just aroused; she was losing her mind. The sheer sensory overload of having her most sacred point bitten by a man she desired was driving her into a state of blissful insanity.

Ethan reached for the laces of her corset. With a sharp tug, he ripped the constraints open and pulled down her blouse. Two colossal, pale breasts spilled out, swinging with a heavy, gravitational weight. They were enormous—each one was larger than Ethan’s head, topped with thick, dark-pink nipples that were already hard and leaking a faint, sweet-scented cream.

”Wow...” Ethan breathed, his eyes widening. ”They’re massive.”

The wonder in his voice was misinterpreted by Bessie. The old, cold fear of her childhood rushed back, freezing her pleasure. She began to tremble, but this time it wasn’t from lust.

”Forgive me, Master!” she sobbed, trying to cover herself with her trembling hands. ”It’s not my fault... I can’t change them. Forgive me if they are repulsive to you! Please, don’t strike me!”

She was on the verge of throwing herself to the floor, haunted by a jagged memory. When she was just a girl, her former master—a young, arrogant noble—had ordered her to strip. He had wanted to experiment with a demi-human, but the moment she bared her chest, he had recoiled in horror. He had screamed that she was a freak, that her body was a disgusting aberration, the most hideous thing he had ever seen. He had followed his insults with a brutal lashing from a cane.

That young noble had been Prince Charles, Isabella’s older brother. It was Isabella who had witnessed the scene and, disgusted by her brother’s cruelty, had ”bought” Bessie and brought her to the mansion to give her a life of dignity. But the scar on Bessie’s soul was deeper than the ones on her back.

Ethan saw the genuine terror in her eyes and felt a surge of cold fury toward whoever had broken her spirit like this. He didn’t pull away. Instead, he reached out and buried his face directly between the two massive, soft mounds, inhaling her milky scent.

”Repulsive?” Ethan muttered against her skin, his voice muffled but firm. ”Bessie, I don’t know what idiot told you that, but he was blind. This isn’t a curse... it’s a goddamn treasure. And I’m going to show you exactly how much I appreciate it.”

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From this moment forward, to avoid confusion regarding cultivation ranks, I will include this footer with the current established levels.

Note: These are only the ranks mentioned so far to avoid spoilers.

Body Refinement Realm

Skin Refinement / Bone Refinement / Organ Refinement

Spiritual Gathering Realm

Spiritual Perception / Spiritual Mist / Spiritual Condensation

Spiritual Core Realm

Core Solidification / Core Awakening / Spiritual Collapse (Half-step Spiritual Core)

Spiritual Soul Realm

Spiritual Soul Awakening / Soul Nourishing / Soul-Core Fusion

Golden Core Realm

Prime Fusion / Core Perfection / Core Destruction

Spiritual Sea Realm

Stage 1 ?? / Stage 2 ?? / Stage 3 ??

Dao Manifestation Realm

Stage 1 ?? / Stage 2 ?? / Stage 3 ??

Spiritual Transcendence

Stage 1 ?? / Stage 2 ?? / Stage 3 ??