Stupid Nympho of a Priestess 5 - or 'How the hell did I get stuck with a woman as horny as this one?!' (Nymphomania Priestess + Other RPG games SI)
It doesn't take me long to realize that this whole mission smelled likea pre-NTR story. Again.
After spending a rough month or so around a pseudo-NTR priestess, I believe I had got my senses sharp enough to pick up clues that someone was planning to cuck either a friend or an acquaintance. In this case, we were dealing with a fat bastard of a grandpa trying to super-cuck his grandson and the local priest of the town he 'owned' as a mayor while an investigation was unfolding in an haunted house.
How could I tell at first glance? Well, let me put it this way: when we arrived at the location of the established rendezvous, we were met with quite the cast of characters.
A black-haired naive kid that fancied himself a knight or something like that.
A blue-haired half-witted priest that could only see the good in people. As in only the good, and completely ignore anything shady about them.
A fat bald man of the elderly kind that was already ogling at the ladies through his Brock-like slit eyes.
A blonde nun that looked quite aware of the ogling but opting for feigning ignorance rather than raise a conflict of interests for the party.
And finally, a dark-haired girl that... why is she even here?
"Like seriously, why are you even here?" I asked, confused by this unnecessary addition.
"W-Well, I am here to... help Ken!" She answered, referring to the aforementioned boy.
Which was stupid. The only one she was helping was the fat bastard that wanted to sink his hotdog in her virgin breedable hole.
"Yeah, Millie is my friend-"
"And you decided to bring an unarmed friend within the chances of potential trouble?" I inquired, causing the boy to flinch. "Still, that choice should have been shot down by you, Thomas."
The priest looked nervous at this. "S-Surely it will not be an issue."
"Or would it?" The nun, Layla, rebuked and, much to my surprise, Kohaku nodded with a serious look on her face.
"This place is clearly haunted. I can perceive a faint aura of malicious intent within the place. A bad ghost can mean so many things, from a rather nasty deadly and nefarious plot, to something even more..." She paused, shuddering and blushing a bit. "More depraved~."
And the serious moment was gone. I guess I should have expected her to just drop the act quickly and reveal some of her true self like that. Speaking of true selves, the old fart was now focusing his gaze on Kohaku. I could see why, and I didn't pay it any attention as this could actually work on my end if this was indeed a proper fat bastard. If I played this right, I could get him to be the one 'stealing' Kohaku from me.
Right as we entered through the house basement, we were presented with our first obstacle. A little flame-like presence which suddenly rushed towards me. Call it fight-or-flight mechanism or me recognizing a scary issues trying to get onto my body, but I reacted accordingly to this dangerous development: I punched the ghost's frame and destroyed it with a single strike.
Most eyes went wide, while Kohaku clapped her hands in delight as 'her Master got a bad one!'.
"T-That was actually the ghost that Layla and I found a while ago," The priest muttered, causing me to frown and look at me. "W-What?"
"I don't need to perceive spirits to know that nasty fuck was trying to get in my body-"
"To guide you, surely," Thomas interjected and I scoffed.
"Or fucking possess me. Kohaku, was it good or bad?"
"It was clearly spurn to get to my Master's body as desperately as he could," The priestess confirmed. "I am sorry if I sound too imposing with my thought, but would it be right for me to assume your understanding of Demonology is minimal at best?"
Thomas looked ready to deny this, but the nun beside him hold him back and he reconsidered lying. "No."
Some honesty finally. Still, first real stupid issue came up: splitting up. The idea was that the place is big, so people could end up wasting time looking around in a single group. My hope was to get stuck to the non-NTRing group, but I guess God exists because Satan may have taken over my luck dice when it comes to this sort of shit.
I got stuck with the girls and the fat bastard. That just wasn't my lucky day. At least the idiot kept his attempts fixed at just talking while I was around. No groping, no 'unconsciously brushing a groin' against someone's behind. Everything went nice and all, but then the second stupid issue unfolded. Something shook the ceiling and caused a pile of dust to fall on both the nun and the girl. The mayor suggested using the large bathroom in the ground floor we had found earlier in our search, and the girls were fine with this.
At this point, I said nothing because I was legitimately contemplating if letting them NTR would be a mercy at this point. The sheer naivety I was being witness of had me quite upset, but not enough to really throw the glove down without a 'fight'. And a fight I sure got when it became of importance to find a way to turn on the water pipes that had long been deactivated. Reaching the main water control took a while, but no threats came before we activated the system.
The issue came when a four-legged monster made of dark-violet mold manifested from the ceiling and attacked us, forcing me to unsheath my sword and deal with the bastard on my own. The mayor was, rightfully so, crapping his pants in a metaphorical way.
"ARGH! WE NEED TO RUN OR-" Slash! "...Oh."
The old man froze in his exclamation, just as the beast was cleanly cut in two halves with a vertical strike. After letting out a dying roar, the monster vanished and gifted me a lil' bit of EXP. Despite its unusual appearance, it was clearly an infant demonic monster. With no proliferation of dark magic and bad thoughts in the area, it failed to grow properly into a more dangerous beast.
The girls were a bit shaken nonetheless, but eased their stances as they realized the threat was quickly vanquished.
"That was... scary," Lyala mumbled, smiling kindly in my direction. "Thank you, Sir Bukharin."
"Just doing what I was paid to do. Still, the fact there's a demon here is..."
"Is?" Millie inquired and I sighed.
"Distasteful. But alas, not a trouble worthy of concern since this place could hardly fuel more than two demons. The first one is down, the second one? I think it will hesitate to attack us."
"What about Ken?" The girl asked nervously and I sighed.
"Probably busy murdering the thing and growing up. It's not like he lacks those that can weaken the monster for long enough to make it simple for even a toddler to kill," I remarked dryly. "And stop with the babying, even I can tell it's demeaning."
"It's- It's not."
Layla looked nervous about it but nodded in agreement. "It's a bit demeaning, Millie. You care for him, and it's fine, but to always be worried about him can just embarrass him or even stunt his growth."
The girl said nothing, but slowly nodding at the logic. She didn't fully agree to this, but she was willing to gave it a try to avoid any of the bad things we just mentioned. With the bathroom now fully working, the girls went inside and took a shower by the two distant cubicles and... that's where the 'real fight' began.
"I need to pee, so I need to-"
"Keep here until the girls are done," I interjected sternly, the old man smiling nervously.
"Now, that's not a nice thing to say to an old man like me. And you know what they say about old man my age... we need to go to the bathroom many times a day~."
"Then I am afraid you will have to consider pissing yourself before being allowed there," I replied strongly. "And worry not about keeping up with appearances. I would personally clean you with as much care as a young man can have for a poor and senile elder."
He got the message, but he was a bit stubborn in fully surrendering to it. "That would be dreadful for both."
"Then it would be of your best interest that you don't pee yourself, old man."
He went quiet at this, knowing he was defeated verbally and that no excuse could have him leave my sight. Our little lonely and quite silent wait was soon interrupted by the arrival of the other group. They were all fine, they killed the other demon and Kohaku proudly declared the place has been purified. The job was done, and we could all leave once the girls were done showering.
It was a bit of an awkward wait, but soon the large group made its way out of the much-quieter manor and we stopped by the entrance. The Priest invited us to stay the night at the village, and the Mayor pushed the hardest for it to, quite clearly, bone Kohaku. You can see where this was going and I happily went along with it.
It didn't take long for the 'magic' to take hold and do its trick as it soon came dinnertime. The mayor's seat was empty. So was Kohaku's. I didn't need to think too hard to see what was going, but I admit that the end result was quite unexpected. Right as I was half-done with my meal, a hatless and wild-haired Kohaku rushed back to the dining room.
"M-Master, the Mayor- He- He is-"
In a turn of events that claimed another fat bastard's soul from this wide and depraved world, the Mayor of this city died at the ripe age of 55. Official account would say he perished after letting all the sinful confessions he had in his body onto Kohaku, the priestess 'eagerly providing him with a caring hand and warm words'. The truth was that Kohaku wanked and fellated him to death. I was... sad. Like, real sad.
This was supposed to be some NTR bastard of quality if he ended up fucking two or more girls of Millie and Layla's caliber. Despite that, another elder in the village was chosen as the 'regent' since the role was hereditary and Ken would be his grandpa's successor. To me, this was the source of sorrow. I had expected Kohaku to go along with this, which she did, but when it came to the act, the Fat Bastard disappointed and perished by foreplay alone.
Truly a sad day for me, but, to Kohaku, this was just a good reason from above to keep sticking by my side as the perpetually Nympho and slutty priestess that she was.
AN
First NTR xover and it is from: Boy Hero Ken ~Haunted House Investigation~. While one would rightfully think that I hate this game just because it's a NTR, the truth is that I hate it for two other reasons: 1) It gives hope to fuck the NTRer's career through some time-traveling bullshit, only to end up NRT'd twice with no means to change that; 2) There was supposed to be a third ending where you Un-NTR this mess, but the artist bailed public interactions and has been inactive on Twitter for years now.
So yeah, this is the classic 'bad NTR' situation.
