Some sweet summer child: Yes! November is finally here. I'm gonna have so many plans to do in this new month! Bye-bye fanfiction, I will see you later-
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Far away from the walls of civilization, located on the stiff rocky mountain range, behind the curtain of misty and gushing waterfall, there lied a certain cave which bearing the ruins of the old city.
This was a home of a certain hilichurl who chose solitude rather living with his kins.
But then, one day, he gained a new companion.
A female human with a gorgeous body and blond hair.
Even though she's different to him, she showed a desire that no human would during his encounters in the past.
She wanted a sexual intercourse with him.
To show that she wasn't lying or a threat. She voluntary displayed herself being in her birthday suit all the time. And to give him assurance, there were heavy items on her to show that she no longer had the power to dictate. Only him and him only.
Back in the days, he never had the opportunity or much luck to learn about the female kin, not even the body. This all changed when this female human would give him plenty of opportunities for him to seek it out.
By the entrance of the cave, the waterfall made the never-ending gushing sounds, but going deeper, the sounds of flesh against flesh accompanied along with the female's labored breathing and moans was sounded so clearly to his ears.
He liked those new noises.
He liked the warm of her body as she's riding on his laps.
He liked how energetic she was as her big titties were bouncing up and down.
He liked the sight of her getting sweated profusely as she's moaning sweetly and repeatedly said that word.
"Oskar...! Oskar...! Oskar!"
Was it supposed to be his name? Maybe it was. Then again, he didn't really care.
"Oskar! More. More! Give it to me! Nngh!"
He liked that the female sure had many things to offer him.
He liked that her body was meaty.
He liked that her motherly breasts squirted out the milk, like a cow.
He loved he's back to being a baby when he's sucking and drinking the milk from her.
He loved just about everything that this female had given to him.
Particularly, he loved when he had pumped everything that was long-stored in his testicles, into her.
Following his ejaculation, the sweating beautiful blond female wrapped him so tightly with her trembling limbs when her own orgasm occurred.
"Haah…hahh…hmm…"
Her sweat and odor mixed with his as her heavy panting echoed softly in the cave.
The couple stayed connected for some time as the thick white fluids were oozing out by the joint.
I wonder…how long it has been? The gold-blonde woman looked toward the entrance of the cave.
Ever since that night…
She closed her gray-blue eyes, taking her mind back to that day, the moment when it all happened.
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"Lisa has gone out again?"
"Yes, Master Jean. She certainly has been going out a lot lately." Sara, the waitress of Good Hunter said.
"You know, Master Jean." Sara put her face close to Jean's ear. "I dib on the fact that she must has a boyfriend or something!"
"Something...might be a correct answer." Jean muttered under her breath.
"Hmm? Did you say something, Master Jean?"
"Ah, no. It's nothing."
"Ahh, but really." Sara then sighed. "Hilichurls are getting bolder nowsaday."
Her heart throbbed upon hearing it.
Ah sorry, Master Jean. I really shouldn't complain about such thing to you. Me, as well as the people here you're working hard all the time for us. You're carrying such a heavy burden, and we are grateful for that."
"The heavy burden..." Jean muttered. "I wonder is it possible to get rid of that one day..."
"...Master Jean?"
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"Master Jean?"
A voice pulled her back to the reality.
Jean realized that she's back in the office, and with her mind had wandered elsewhere when her knight was giving out the reports.
"I-I'm sorry, I have must have dozed off a bit... Please continue."
"These are the reports from our patrols, as well as from the Adventurer Guild's." The knight stated.
"The Abyss Order's attacks..." Jean sighed after looking through the first report.
"These are the growing concerns lately. They're somehow becoming more and more bold."
"...Foreign hilichurls?" Another report drew her attention.
"Yes, Master Jean. Although some reports were unconfirmed. It's highly possible the Abyss Order had recruited them from Sumeru."
"Thank you for your hard work. Please inform your reconnaissance team to keep up the update."
"Yes, Master Jean." With that, he bid his leave.
Jean wondered if the submissive attitude of her toward the hilichurls have given such edge.
She only did that just...for the sake of her own lust.
And now she reaped the consequence.
She wanted to consult Schwarz about the matter.
Unfortunately, he went on a long expedition again, like Master Varka.
It feels like he's avoiding me.
Even Diluc, who told her that she'd be far away for a while for doing some secret investigation.
Such fancy excuse. She only went because Schwarz's cock would be there for her.
Eula too.
Day and night fucking with her boyfriend.
Beidou and Ganyu. There were some exchanging letters in the past, but now she no longer received them.
Probably they're busy in fucking with every hilichurl in Liyue.
As for Mona. It's appeared that she's spending more time with Mr. Goth.
It's unclear why, but the only thing that could happen when a woman spent too much time with a man was…
"Mona-Goth…? No, forget it." She shook such absurd idea off her head.
"Everyone sure is having fun. Leave me alone to deal with my own shit..."
As soon as she said those words, Jean covered up her mouth as she looked around frantically to see if someone had heard them.
Fortunately for her, there's just her sitting alone in the office.
"I must be crazy…"
She let out a heavy sigh, resting her head on the hands.
She was amazed of how she started to have these selfish thoughts.
'For Mondstadt, as always'
It was something that Jean had been taught over and over by her mother.
Then the Anemo Vision appeared on her hands out of nowhere.
Then came a huge responsibility and duty given to her by Master Varka.
Diligent and unselfishness. The duty.
I never asked for anything...
Until the day I found a secret about Lisa.
Who opened up my narrow mind and gave me a new way to cope with my stress...
Locking the door, Jean stood herself before the tall mirror.
From the reflection, she saw the fine developed body of a female. The silky blond hair.
She was a woman who was blessed with beauty and intelligence.
Everything about her was perfect...on the face value.
Slowly, Jean unbuttoned the cape, unfastened the belt.
And then the blouse, the pants, and the underwear...
Looking at the mirror once more, it showed what's hidden behind the clothing articles.
The undeniable evidences of a female who was tainted, corrupted and dictated.
Her body that was taken and penetrated by the abominable and obscene species lived on every corner of Teyvat.
A once-perfect vessel, now damaged and impure.
Three piercings on each protruding parts of a female sex organs and a dim tattoo placed on the lower abdomen.
Even since the day she lost her innocent, her life has turned upside down. It became absurd and degenerated, indulging in many unfathomed kinks and interspecies sex.
I'm the mockery of mankind.
'I wish I had not known.'
I'm sure I had that thought after the day I lost my virginity, when I found everything that I'd learned…were all meaningless!
And now, the best I can do is to restraining my impulse, otherwise I would lost myself and ended up gangbanged by hilichurls everyday.
So that I continued the duty of acting grand master.
However, there's one thought often popped up in the back of my mind.
'What would happen if I…let it all go?'
'I wonder how I would feel...if I just get rid of it all, this 'heavy burden'?'
Such thought sent a chill down her spine.
"No…I'm must be crazy…"
Jean looked at her green-colored Anemo Vision husk.
"I'm sorry…" She clenched it tightly.
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The Windrise.
This was the place for Jean to come here when she found herself lost and confused.
This was her own way to cope, or to vent.
Planting the sword's blade to the ground. Jean knelt.
"Oh Lady Vennessa. Forgive me."
"For I have failed my duty."
"I'm not strong enough."
"I can't become the protector that Mondstadt wants me to be"
"I know that I'm trying my best."
"That's why I need…those distractions…and they're so…intoxicating…without question, my body is already this corrupted."
"If this shameful taboo ever gets out…the knights, the people…"
"If that child found out."
"Then I might…this place…"
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On the way home, Jean spotted some figures in a distance.
"Are they…the Hilichurl Rogues, from Sumeru?"
Like from the reports, they looked completely different than a normal hilichurl.
Taller, well-built muscle yet thinner than a burly Mitachurl. With long limbs, no doubt that they had agile ability in combat.
The reports also mentions that they could even manipulate the element like sawachurl.
The timing couldn't have been worse.
Jean was alone. No allied patrol or even ordinary person nearby.
It's just me and them out here.
It's appeared that they're doing some scouting over Mondstadt's plains and the towns.
Face them alone would be unwise. It's best that I should watch them from a distance…
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After watching them for some time, Jean arrived to the conclusion that these rogues weren't under the influence of the Abyss Order completely.
The evidence was when they met up with an Abyss Mage, they showed passive altitude to his command which lead to some grunting exchange.
During the time in the Noir Clan, Jean learned from the Patriarch and Schwarz more about the hilichurl's mentality that whoever strong had the right to lead them.
"Strong…"
The Abyss Mage teleported away, leaving them.
Ok…I can do this.
This is my own responsibility.
As the Acting Grand Master.
And also, the Queen.
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Jean came up to them with formal appearance, the cape, the knight attire, the only thing that missing was her sword.
Without any weapon in her hands, her heart started beating faster than usual.
"O-olah! Greeting!"
Any communication was next to be impossible, but thanks to the time she had spent with them. she knew how to talk to them.
After a few broken-sounding lines of greeting and asking their purpose, Jean didn't receive any answer as these foreign hilichurls quickly surrounded her.
They're close, so close that the odor of their unwashed bodies was overwhelmed and filling her nostrils.
The smell is foul and yet somehow...attracting me…
Jean took a deep breath, trying to calm the butterflies she felt in her stomach.
No! Focus! I'm here to do a job. My duty!
She looked straight at one foreign hilichurl who appeared to be their pack leader.
"Uhm...I would like to—"
Her line was cut off when the leader interrupted her by reaching out and grasped one of her breasts.
"?!"
Jean could have easily jab him with her elbow, or a kick at the groin at this point. However, she didn't do it.
She didn't resist.
She stood there as her fingers gripped tightly.
It's not a big deal. It's not a big deal.
Seeing her inaction, the hilichurl rogue didn't pull away and continued molesting her.
The sensation of his touching fingers, foundling her breast became much clearer.
When he applied with some force, Jean accidentally let out a soft cry.
I'm supposed to defend the people of Mondstadt, now I can't even perform a single act of defense.
Jean swallowed and gritted her teeth.
They won't harm you. This will be over soon. Let them do as they like. It's the only way.
She tried to convince herself that she was doing it for the sake of peace, but her body was responding for…another kind of answer.
Don't keep me waiting…I'm at your mercy now…
At the back of her mind, Jean knew exactly what she was getting herself into.
She started panting as those hands continued caressing her breasts.
Soon, another hand reached out and grabbed her ass, gripping it so hard that she would have fallen forward if not for the hilichurl in front of her, who's still groping her breasts.
While her female parts were being exploited, Jean found herself begin to pant for breath.
Her nipples were already erected hard behind the fabric, and started...lactating. Those concoctions really gave her a problem that some probably would like to have.
Her entire body was heightening in sensitivity.
Finally, the hilichurl pulled his hands down, peeling off her front.
Her voluptuous breasts were out in broad daylight, on display for these foreign hilichurls.
Even though she participated this would go down this way. Jean still found herself shock for a moment, while every large darken hand descended upon her.
The hilichurls were fully into it, groping the female at every angle.
Jean found herself releasing soft gasping moans and twisted involuntary as her breasts were squeezed and her ass was fondled by another hand.
"…Stop teasing me and do it already!"
Perhaps, at that moment, Jean spoke out her truest words.
It didn't take long for her white tight pants were pulled down as well.
The hilichurls took a moment to admire Jean's body, particularly at the tattoo. Jean's face was undoubtedly red, but she didn't make any effort to hide them.
"Kneel." The pack leader finally spoke up.
"What...?"
"You. Kneel." However, the mood didn't get any better.
"Wait. I want to talk to you. On equal ground."
"No equal!"
He pointed his blade toward Jean.
"You. Weak."
"Female! Weak!" His companions followed.
"No equal." He said.
"Mate."
"Must mate!"
So it actually comes down to this...
After a small resigned sigh, Jean put up a faint smile.
"Go ahead then. Show me that you can make me."
"You can claim my body as much as you want."
"But remember this. No matter what you do to me."
"I won't concede."
"I won't give in."
"And I will continue to stand. On equal ground."
With confident, Jean didn't have any intention of kneeling before these foreign invaders.
The next inevitable thing then happened.
The Rogues put away their sword, only to drew out…the flesh one.
Upon seeing it, Jean unconsciously swallowed up her saliva.
Such grotesque-looking and big…
She mentally compared them to the ones she had used to do with.
Not as big as mitachurl, nor shorter than average hilichurls...
Both of his hands grabbed Jean's hips and lifted one of her legs off the ground.
Jean tried to stand still with her remaining leg but she soon found herself leaning onto his toned body.
Her naked body now was bathed in two sensations. One was the cool air of the the nature caressed gently over her back, and the bodily warm of the monster spread over her chest.
She extended her arms, trying to put a distance, but that action had her to spot the extended meat rod between his legs. Already erected and throbbing, and it was aiming toward her slit.
"Ooh..." At that moment, she was shocked.
...is this who I am?
Her expression wasn't about the fact she was going to be violated.
She was shock that her pussy was starting to ooze the love juices on its own, as if it was preparing itself for the upcoming penetration.
Oh Lady Venessa, forgive me…my body has become so lewd.
Her thought was cut-short when the hilichurl rogue pushed his hips toward hers.
The muffled scream escaped from Jean's clenching teeth as it was soon followed by the moans.
Hot and heavy breaths erupted from her lips as she gripped tightly onto his broad shoulders
"You're… So… Big…"
Jean simply loved how it felt to have his rigid shaft plunging inside of her over and over again.
These guys are on another level!
In the next moment, before she even realized it, he already lifted up her other leg, hoisting her by the belly.
Her legs were opened up like an M letter, powerless to resist.
Another moan erupted from Jean lips as the Rogue started to thrust into her now that she was impaled on his cock.
His shaft kept gorging her inner walls, letting her feel each and every inch of it plunge into her pussy.
He swiftly forced each and every inch of his member deep into her slits.
it was clear that he felt comfortable enough to really just use her body like his own personal plaything. But she couldn't find it in herself to complain.
That enjoyment only grew that much more powerful when the Rogue started to move rapidly.
Jean's moaning only got louder as pleasure and lust started to wash through her body.
Neither of them was able to keep themselves quiet. The knight let out moan after moan of bliss and approval for the hilichurl that was fucking her.
"Yes…Yes…!"
Jean stared up at the mask bearing ominous pattern. She placed her hand on his mask without thinking much of it.
"Fuck me! As hard as you can!"
The rogue complied. He grabbed her hips, lifting them from the ground and started thrusting into her further with tremendous strength.
Naturally, she moaned and gasped like an animal.
"Ah! Hah!"
I like this…after all!
Her mind was focused on the delightful burning feeling and blissful sensation in her pussy.
There's nothing wrong to it.
She's a female after all.
And they're males, it's alright for them to get rough on her.
Her breasts bounced accordingly to his pistoning, until they were grabbed simultaneously by each hilichurl on both side.
Her arola were bearing teeth mark as her lactated milk were squirting out into those mouths.
"Ah-ha!"
Albert in different species, but the pleasure in recreation was there.
The monsters may have done it out their born instinct, as for Jean, however, she did it out of true feeling.
The monster's cock swollen up even bigger as Jean could see it moving inside her.
"Aah…you're reaching…my womb…"
He's about to cum…yes!
With the final hard thrust, the Rogue came inside of jean.
Her eyes rolled back in ecstasy as she felt his essence was flashing and filling her insides. Such a well-familiar and addicting sensation.
His hot seed is filling me up!
Jean kept her eyes locked on him as she felt more and more cum poured into her pussy. Her legs instinctively wrapped around him, making sure that he pumped all of it inside her womb.
The thought of getting knocked up had made her nervous in the past, but now, the idea of being a cheating wife who carried someone else's child simply made her heart raced.
"I wonder if you will be the one able to impregnate me?"
Her question didn't receive the answer as her Rogue was pulled away by his buddies. They started fighting among themselves, a sight that made Jean grinned.
Yes, I love seeing them go crazy over me.
Didn't want to have things escalate, she appealed to them and promised she will take care of them all.
She was happy as more cocks appeared before her.
I love feeling those lengths.
Thick, hard and different shapes!
These warriors are strong and with such magnificent body.
I want them.
I want them!
Like a hungry dog, she swallowed a whole length right before her.
Jean's tongue moved and danced around the glans and then down to the base, coating every inch of his cock with saliva as she took it deeper into her mouth.
Such action caused the foreign hilichurls both amazed and amused.
Her ample butt earned a few hard spankings from behind. As if it was a symbolic gesture before one proceeded to pry open her slippery, well-used asshole.
It's good thing that I've emptied my bowels this morning.
Jean screamed out in bliss from the very second thrust that befell her.
The one who received Jean's blowjob swiftly grabbed her head in place and started moving his hips, gaining the dominant control.
The two Rogues spit-roast Jean senselessly, ignoring her muffled scream and panting.
As forcefully and energetically as they did her, Jean accepted all of them with tears dropped from her eyes.
If she didn't have a strong tolerance, she might have fainted when a huge quantity of hot seeds pumping directly into her rectum and her belly.
"Ah thank you so much for giving me your precious seeds…" She exhaled a pleasing moan, licking the cum over her mouth.
She then looked over her shoulder, seeing the still-hard cock was well-coated in sticky cum and her own ass juices.
"Let me clean it up for you…" Jean said, reaching out to his cock.
She never failed to perform her etiquette.
After the two Rogues was satisfied, the third Rogue sat on a big rock and wait for Jean's 'proactive' movement
"I will take care of you no matter how dirty you are."
She cleaned it diligently.
The unwashed musky taste spread throughout her mouth to which she found it's not disgusting at all.
With just how hard his cock was in her hands, there was no reason to taking her time or going slow. Not when they both knew what the other wanted.
Jean plopped herself down in his laps.
He's so fat and completely in me!
There was no hesitation or second thoughts for either of them as they started to fuck right then and there. Jean quickly rocked her hips back and forth in.
I let my body weight concentrated completely on his cock!
She lowered her hips back down and felt his throbbing member push into her pussy like it belonged inside of her.
The Rogue kept a firm hold on the female's waist, thrusting upward into her to make sure she felt every inch of his shaft as it pierced her guts.
"You're pretty good, but you can't reach the deepest parts in me. Only he can."
Hearing such a challenge, the Rogue grabbed her tightly as he pierced deeper.
The tip of his cock is kissing my uterus!
Aahhh! I might get pregnant for real this time.
The exciting thought made every organ in her body throbbed.
Jean felt another pair of hands grabbing onto her plump rear end, her eyes immediately drifted upward to see another hilichurl readied to sodomize her. He didn't care if it was filled with somebody else cum.
She let out a strong gasp as she was impaled between their two cocks.
Losing myself now would be inappropriate...
Out of thin air, she summoned the sword and planted it on the ground.
She used it as a support as she bucked her hips, riding on top of the hilichurls.
As the tip of her blade gouged deeper into the ground inch by inch, the swollen glans of monsters cocks did her inner flesh in the same manner.
The one in front grabbed a firm hold of her perky breasts and pull them, Jean couldn't stop herself from howling in pure bliss as he squeezed the breast milk out of her.
Especially when they started to pick up the pace of their thrusts upwards between her legs, making her feel each and every inch of two meat rods slamming, stretching and rubbing against each other through one thin flesh wall that's separating her pussy and ass.
"Please! Give it to me. Your seeds!"
"Every last drop…hahh! Into my filthy…hoooolllleeeesssss!"
Jean had an orgasm before them and it was intense.
She collapsed forward onto the Rogue. She was dimly aware of the two warriors continued pistoning their cocks in and out, but she was lost in a fog of her own pleasure...
When Jean regained her conscious, she found herself was in the camp belonged to these Rogues.
So many…so many of them.
She was astonished by the number of hilichurls.
They had brought her here to please the rest of their clan.
Their hands are feeling me, touching me, grabbing me everywhere…
They are excited. I am too.
"Is that everything you got?"
I submitted my body, provocatively.
They're such simple creatures.
Every hole on my body was penetrated, and I was shamelessly orgasm.
As more and more of hilichurls cum splattered onto Jean's face, she couldn't help but open her mouth to try and catch some of them.
She even pressed her tits together, turning them into a makeshift bowl, gathering all the smelt hot cum mixed with her own lactating milk to consume them later.
My body was bathed in my own urine and my milk.
The suffocating odor of ammonia and the surrounding masculine smell overwhelmed the air I gasped.
They're intoxicating me as I continued to serve whichever cock showed up in front of me…
I used my breasts.
I used my tongue on every inch of it.
My effort earned me double, triple creampie.
They then marked me with their golden fluids. As if to make sure that I would be their property.
Of course, already hit rock-bottom as I had, and being perverted as I was...I accepted them all without reserve.
I didn't want to admit, but this sense of achievement and gratitude…I'm truly a bitch...
"Do you want to fuck me again?"
She issued another challenge by spreading her legs.
There was a pause, as they're discussing among themselves before the next action would actually reminded Jean...the reason why she had done this.
The Rogues and every hilichurl in the camp knelt before her.
"Female is strong. You, strong. Can lead us."
"Will follow you."
"Serve you."
At this moment, Jean blushed deeply as her legs were still opened with everyone's cum were flowing out.
Her first though was to find something to wipe clean, however, seeing how they're waiting for her. Jean decided...just rolled with it.
Feeling a bit numb but Jean managed to stand up straight before her new warriors whom she recruited in a way of...diligent and truthful.
Her face was smeared and reeked by the bodily contents as more were trickling down her inner thighs.
Regardless, they didn't mind about her slovenly appearance and waited for her next action.
Jean realized that the camp was very relatively close to Abyss Order's camp, where there're many towers in her sight.
After recomposed herself, Jean finally gave them these words.
"You see those towers over there?"
"Yah?"
"I don't want to."
"Yah!"
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"Is that our reinforcement? Excellent! Things are going smoothly for the plan." The Abyss mage saw the movement of the foreign hilichurl force coming toward them.
The absence of the Dark Knight was a perfect chance for them. With nothing stood in their way, Victory will be ensured...and he shall get that promotion!
His thinking was cut short when the tower next to him was suddenly smashed apart by the throwing boulders.
"Eh?"
Before his eyes, it was rather...a comical sight when the foreign hilichurls started bashing his troops left and right. Even his Hydro buddy mage got frozen by the Cryo-infused arrows and unable to do anything as the Hilichurl Rogues started hacking him with their blades.
"Ahh boss. I don't think that's our reinforcement." A minion said.
"No shit, Sherlock!" The mage retorted.
The Abyss Order was completely shocked when the hilichurl force they had recruited suddenly turned against them.
With elemental power the hilichurl rogues possessed, they had no trouble in subduing the opposite force.
"What madness is this?!" The Abyss mage couldn't believe it.
Then a certain figure appeared among this traitorous force, a hilichurl, no, a female? Her body was covered with just two white piece bikini. She armed with a shield and a sword. The face was hidden behind the half-face mask.
"This is no madness. Just the strong convenes." With one slash, Jean had ended the Mondstadt's threat before it even begins.
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It's the norm that after a victory, there would a feast.
And a hearty feast it was, for Jean and her new army.
Jean felt fulfilled.
But of course, no harm in indulging some fun to herself.
Before their eyes, she was their queen, but she humbled herself.
Jean placed her knees on the ground, giving their spectacles of a hilichurl slut playing astutely with three cocks in her face.
She's totally into her part, and they cheered her for it.
Everything about the scene was filthy and debauched, yet somehow that made it even hotter.
The hilichurls were using her body as fuck hole in every way possible.
They spread her legs as wide as possible. As well as her inner flesh.
They're relentless, with the taste of sweats and fluids on their lips and the warmth on their hands.
The monsters never slow down their hips.
So did Jean.
Everyone is trying so hard to connect with me.
This feels so nice.
Her hips spasmed and convulsed from loads after loads, and they still kept on cumming.
Inside her pussy.
Inside her ass.
On her face and in her mouth.
She shook her hips madly before the hilichurl warriors cum.
Her breast milk sprayed shamefully.
Each ejaculation was better than the last.
Why am I still feeling horny?
Deep down, I really am slut, aren't I?
When there's too much, she would try to gush them out.
"Haha, I'm urinating while everyone is watching." She did her business while squatting down with her hands behind her head.
"My urine is mixed with everyone cum."
Once she had done, it's her warriors' turns.
Jean maintained her posture, with her eyes closed and her beautiful face tilted up to the orange sky. One by one, the hilichurls gave their Queen the golden shower. She drank and bathed in them.
I'm such a pervert for loving this...
When the night came, the Queen continued performing her duty to the clan.
Although she's already tired, every part of her body was numb. The beastly stench along with all kinds of fluid made one to be a sloppy mess, and yet, jean remained captivating. The hilichurls continued to hurled themselves toward her in turns.
The sound of flesh slapping against another's echoed around the fire
The shafts scrapped out the semen of others, replacing with theirs
"More! I can endure more!"
"Keep using me more!"
"Fuck me harder! !"
It just makes me happy.
She was free of worries and woes.
For that, it's her freedom.
With final thrustings, her three cock-filled holes were flooded with another fresh batches of cum.
"Ahh…ohoo…"
She was the Queen. She was the primary pillar and completely fulfilled as the woman.
Jean shuddered and orgasmed as her mind went white.
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"You've gone pretty wild this time, Jean. "
"Lisa?"
"Wh-where am i?"
"You're right where you are belonged, my dear."
After a brief scanning the surrounding, Jean came to the conclusion.
"This is…the Windrise?"
Jean then later realized that there's not single piece of cloth on her. Lisa too, was the same.
Both of them were in birthday suit, lying on the grasses.
The only different between them that Jean was utterly dirty while Lisa was relatively clean.
"Your smell is revolting, Jean. It seems that you're getting into this baptism a bit too much."
Without a warning, Lisa spread Jean's numb legs apart, seeing the white smelly stuffs that still resided in her holes.
"Your ass and pussy got filled up to the brim. And it's still overflowing."
Lisa put her face in as her tongue twisted in like a snake.
"Ah-no, Lisa! Wait!"
Lisa ate her pussy and swallow the fresh soiling juices
"Lisa, no! I'm gonna...!"
"Stay still, it's not clean yet..."
Jean only covered her mouth as her lower body shook up, squirting whatever, that she failed to contain, onto Lisa's face.
Receiving such powerful gushing, the Witch didn't flinch much.
"Like a rotten cheese." She said after licking her own lips.
She then grabbed Jean's hair, pulling her face close to her opened crotch which was trickling her juices.
"Love me, Jean."
"Haah..." She did just that. Opened her mouth wide and placed her lips over those labia like a fish to food.
"Try not to spill a drop."
It tastes so sweet.
Her nectar too...
Like a baby without a napkin, everything was dripping all over her chin and chest.
"I can feel your mouth a bit dry there. Are you thirsty, Jean?"
Lisa spread her pussy before she released the urine.
"Haah…"
Jean opened her mouth wide, drinking the warm, sweet and bitter fluids.
"You're filthy and disgusting, Jean. Or perhaps you'd like to become a latrine."
Following Lisa's words, a group of hilichurls appeared. Jean couldn't tell where did she get them, but one thing for sure of what would happen next...
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It kept on going.
Round after round.
Hilichurl after hilichurl.
Hour after hour.
Skin against skin.
Sweat over sweat.
Relentless sex deeper into the night.
The two females with beautiful faces lifted up their sweet lovely voices side by side.
They indulged themselves in the pleasure that they chose.
The frenzy copulation opened the new realms of paradise. Humans and hilichurls paradise.
Fever of violent tenderness, of open desire.
Their mouths, the slit of their inner flesh and the other receptacle hole continued to be spoiled by many shapes of shafts and accommodated more than one.
Double blowjobs; Double vaginal; and Double anal were the implication.
It was a debauched spectacle with barely contained excitement and non-existed line, as the females was simultaneously fucked by five or six hilichurls.
The sticky, vicious strings of white spewed across their cheeks, nose and forehead before the yellow-tint fluids splattered all over.
Their long silky hair had been transformed into a matted, cum-streaked mess.
The fulsome seminal fluids dripped down their chin and flowed down the deep valley between their breasts while more were leaking from their gasp-open pussy and ass, and trickled down the thighs.
"Go on. Fuck my pussy. My ass-pussy too."
Jean held her own legs wide open, begging them.
"Don't hold back. Shove it all the way inside!"
Heeding her words, the first hilichurl slid himself in between her legs, and gripped Jean's hips.
The second one straddled Jean's chest and grabbed hold of her large round breasts, pressing them together so that he could thrust his cock in between them.
The last hilichurl approached her from behind and forced her head backwards, so that her mouth was directly lined up with his crotch.
Without any word, he shoved his cock between Jean's lips and straight down her throat like it's belonged there. She chocked as her throat were expanded around the swollen tip of his cock, while his balls slapped lewdly against her nose.
Her legs instinctively kicked up until they were grabbed by the ankles.
Instead stretching her limbs wide, the hilichurl held them up and then pressed them down toward her torso.
If her body didn't train or flexible, her spine would have break.
The three monsters started brutally fucking Jean while she's in this uncomfortable, contorted position.
They violated every orifice of her body, stretching her ass, pussy and throat to their limits.
The only sounds that could be heard were the slapping of their balls against her naked skin, and her own muffled moans.
"Seeing you get violated like that. It turns me on." Lisa was jubilant to the sight. "It makes me very horny."
It didn't take long for Lisa to volunteer her body to get the same 'treat'.
It didn't matter how many times, we kept going. We bit, placing our teeth marks. We squirted on each other face. We kissed with such feverish passion.
How strange.
The more I do this. The more I see that.
Dignity. Pride. Duty. Morality. They are nothing but the invisible shackles of a society that always asked for.
I... We enjoy this because we knew it's taboo.
What greater pleasure is there in this world than to let go of everything and be reborn?
"Cumming!"
"You came again, Jean. You are truly a bitch."
"But it's cute. I like it."
"So many ugly things have been done to you, but you are still beautiful nonetheless..."
Lisa kissed Jean.
"You're a pretty woman, Jean. There isn't a single thing about you that i don't love."
"Lisa..." Jean couldn't help but find that she's rather strange today.
"You're amazing."
"First you did it out of curiosity."
"Then you did it out love."
"And now...you're doing it with pride."
The hilichurl stepped in, readied to take Jean from behind.
In response, she stuck her ass out proudly.
"Drive it in as hard as you can." Jean commanded him.
"Gaah!"
When Jean was taken, Lisa too received the same assault.
Their fingers interlocked. Their breasts pressed against each other.
It's like a dream.
Lisa embraces me passionately, not giving me an opening to escape her love.
It's almost as if I'm having sex with her.
"Lisa…your cock is amazing. It's coming at me non-stop."
"Yes, Jean. Yours is the same."
She entertained me with those words.
I took the initiative, putting my tongue inside her mouth. Lisa then returned my feeling by twirling around mine. We exchanged our saliva and whatever fluids that still lingered in our mouths.
"Whatever happen, Lisa. I will support you...with everything I have."
"Then I ask you this. Would you like to become a mother?"
"W-what...?"
At that moment, the males ejaculated wholly. In succession, Both Jean's and Lisa's body vibrated in ecstasy, shamelessly orgasms while leaking and pissing like broken faucet.
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...
Lisa held out a certain glowing purple-pink sphere.
"The Seed of Life. An item that shouldn't be existed, but here it is."
"It will help your body to conceive, Jean."
"No matter what kind of species you mate with. You're certain to become pregnant."
Before Jean could finish progressing such new and mind-blowing information, Lisa produced another item.
"However, it can only be conceived from this."
In her hand was the familiar item, the one with a wicked purpose.
"This devil root is containing the seeds of the beloved mondstadter. The knights, every ordinary men, young and old. There's also your hubby and your people in it."
"So it's all fifty-fifty. You might not able to get Schwarz's child, but someone else in this cocktail mix."
"It's all up to you."
"I'll do it." Jean said, almost without hesitation. "Make me a mother."
"Really, like I've said. It might not be the child's man you want."
"It doen't matter whose the father is. It's my child."
Lisa put up a small approving smile.
"Good. It would be a waste if you say no."
Lisa claimed those lips once more, a distraction for the next thing to happen.
"Guk!"
Lisa's hand along with the object insertion went inside Jean's vagina as easily as it was.
"So this is what they called 'fisting'."
The witch was amused, unbothered by the fact that the knight started peeing all over her half-inserting arm.
When the Seed of Life was planted, she pulled away from Jean's gasping and twitching lower lips.
"Lisa...please...fuck me."
"That's what I've been doing to you from the beginning."
The Witch placed the Devil Root, which sprouted up with certain vigor, between her legs.
Lisa laid herself down on the grasses, letting the thing erected upward to the sky.
"Ride on it, Jean. Let it takes you."
"Haah…hah…"
It was unnatural long, Jean felt she was being impaled and yet, she mustered her strength and moved her hips.
"Look at you go, Jean. Like a bitch you are." Lisa was amused.
"Let Vennessa see everything about you."
"Hah...haah...! Ahh!"
All of sudden, Lisa grabbed her neck with both of her hands.
"Did you know that the odds of getting pregnant are higher when facing an extreme tension, or life-threatening, like this…" In one motion, Lisa pushed Jean down.
"When we feel our lives are endangered, our brain would urge our womb to conceive, so that we can leave a descendant behind."
Lisa maintained a firm grip over her neck, blocking the airway.
"Quite a survival instinct, right? Then again, we females want the best. The superior genre. That's our instinctive desire."
"Haah…Lisa…"
She could see Jean's lips twisted into a delightful and needy smile, much to her approval.
"Do…it…"
After having her consent, Lisa moved her hips, plowing this so-called Defender of Mondstadt before her. With erocious and little sense of mercy.
"Accept it all. The love of your hubby and everyone else."
The harder Lisa thrusted, the wetter Jean got.
"Dandelion knight. Queen of hilichurl."
"Become a mother."
The essence of all potent seeds gushed forth, painting Jean's inner walls with dull-white colored and flooded her womb where the Seed of Life was located.
...
"Vennessa...?"
Jean started seeing a strong tan-skinned red-haired woman of the past was there, appearing before her eyes.
The woman didn't say anything to her.
The look of her giving to Jean was...neutral. Yet there was a hint of sadness.
"Vennessa. Wait!"
...
"Good. You're awake." Lisa greeted Jean when she opened her eyes.
"Lisa..." She felt drownsy, but at least the warm of Lisa soothed her.
"I was worried that I might have to face the music alone."
"Music?"
"Look over there." As soon as Jean saw what's over Lisa's pointing direction, she felt there was bucket of cold water poured over her.
I was confident.
I was over my head.
I was too indulged into what I seek that I was blind to everything else/
Until it hit me right in the face.
When that child was there, witnessed all the deeds.
"Ba-Barbara?!"
"Sister…"
The illusion of my life as well as Barbara's.
They were all shattered in pieces…
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Far away from the walls of civilization, located on the stiff rocky mountain range, behind the curtain of misty and gushing waterfall, there lied a certain cave which bearing the ruins of the old city.
This was a home of a certain hilichurl who chose solitude rather living with his kins.
But then, one day, he gained a new companion.
A female human with a gorgeous body and blond hair.
Even though she's different to him, she showed a desire that no human would during his encounters in the past.
She wanted a sexual intercourse with him.
To show that she wasn't lying or a threat. She voluntary displayed herself being in her birthday suit all the time. And to give him assurance, there were heavy items on her to show that she no longer had the power to dictate. Only him and him only.
Back in the days, he never had the opportunity or much luck to learn about the female kin, not even the body. This all changed when this female human would give him plenty of opportunities for him to seek it out.
By the entrance of the cave, the waterfall made the never-ending gushing sounds, but going deeper, the sounds of flesh against flesh accompanied along with the female's labored breathing and moans was sounded so clearly to his ears.
"Oskar...! Oskar...! Oskar!"
He liked the sight of her getting sweated profusely as she's moaning sweetly and repeatedly said that word.
He liked how energetic she was as her big titties were bouncing up and down.
He liked the warm of her body as she's riding on his laps.
"Oskar! More. More! Give it to me! Nngh!"
He liked that the female sure had many things to offer him.
He liked that her body was meaty.
He liked that her motherly breasts squirted out the milk, like a cow.
He loved he's back to being a baby when he's sucking and drinking the milk from her.
He loved just about everything that this female had given to him.
Particularly, he loved when he had pumped everything that was long-stored in his testicles, into her.
Following his ejaculation, the sweating beautiful blond female wrapped him so tightly with her trembling limbs when her own orgasm occurred.
"Haah…hahh…hmm…"
Her sweat and odor mixed with his as her heavy panting echoed softly in the cave.
The couple stayed connected for some time as the thick white fluids were oozing out by the joint.
After a moment of respite, the female lifted up his mask, just enough to show his lips before she placed hers over his.
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...
His name was Oskar, at least that's the name I decided to call him.
I stumbled upon him by chance in a raining night. The night when I run away from Mondstadt. The night when I placed the resignation letter and my sword on the desk.
Although my…immoral deed was not unraveled to all ears, but the discomfort in my chest soon drove me to do so.
"I'm sorry…goodbye."
I hid myself from Mondstadt, but I also hid away from my own clan.
Because I simply wanted to get away from everything.
And Oskar took me in.
A lone odd hilichurl who seemed to like taking the bath while many hated.
He was old, and out of shape, but he was good with fishing by throwing spear into the water.
For some unknown reason, I couldn't form a conversation with him. Probably due to his old age.
Then again, he was friendly. He didn't show the violent or aggressive tendency like the others would to a lonely female like me.
There were efforts of searching me, but thanks to the wilderness and the location of Oskar on the treacherous rocky hill, I evaded all the attentions.
His home was a perfect safe haven, cutting off the rest of the world, which something I needed.
A solitude place to think over about everything, and the time when my shame and vunerably had been discovered...
The voice of confused, demanding for explanation, answer.
The voice of denial, trying to defense...pathetically, then seeking out for help.
The voice of carefree, irresponsible, only to leave the other alone.
"Bye-bye~ my dear Dandelion. It's been fun fucking you."
Then came the awkward, and agonized silence between the two.
That was that. Lisa left me, for some reason. May be that's her plan from the beginning.
No matter how much I demanded for her.
She was the first one to disappeared from Mondstadt. Nobody knew where did she go.
I hated Lisa.
The lust. The love that I have for her. They're all gone.
I hate her.
But the one I hate the most, was myself.
All of this happenws, because I was naïve.
But even if I was not, would none of this had happened to me?
I ended up completely and utterly alone.
I cut myself off from the world.
I had escaped all the problems and woes.
And yet, I still couldn't escape…my base human instincts.
All those months, my body and mind had been imprinted, longing for the cock of the hilichurl…
My masochist mocked and tempted me with these phantom feelings…
I want to do it.
Fortunately, or things were ordained by it, I found some items that was conveniently lying around when I explored the ruins.
A ball and chain. There's also an iron collar.
These were relics of the dark age in Mondstadt.
Collecting dust for a long time, they now have found a new recipient.
I put the said items around my neck, and my right ankle.
To prove my...resolve. I stripped myself naked. Every piece of cloth that I had on me, even the ribbon on my hair, was discarded into the blazing fire.
Any common and sane mind would seek freedom in order to escape, I sought the other way around.
"Please, enslave me."
I chose the shackles.
I bowed to Oskar with my forehead touching on the ground, to show that he'd be my new master from now on.
The Seed of Life that Lisa had inserted inside me…it's hard to tell whether I was actually conceived or not, or it's just some false advertise.
Still, that didn't stop me from doing what I want most.
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It was the night to remember.
Despite his age, he still had the amazing vigor liked he's in his youth.
He bent me in all kinds of different position and played with me.
My intercourse with hilichurls often put me on all fours. With my head lowered to the ground while raising my bottom up, it gave them a sense of superior and presiding over me.
Surprisingly, Oskar didn't want me to do it.
He would put me close to him, making eye contact. Missionary; Cow girl; Pretzel Dip; the positions that lovers would make.
His favorite one was to have me sit in his laps, facing him. My legs wrapped him tightly as his cock thrusting upward in my vagina.
I learned that his tongue was unusually longer than other kins. It wriggled back and forth while dripping saliva as if it was some kind of giant slug before licking on my face.
I offered my tongue to learn more about it as well as the bitter taste in his mouth.
I then learned the taste of his body, and of course, his ever-large cock with the fat head.
As I was starting to know more a few things about him, he already knew my weaknesses and exploited them thoroughly.
He fondled my breasts to his heart's content.
My breastmilk soon discharged following his squeezing.
"Haah, would you like to drink it?"
Like his own mother, I breastfed him when he lied his head on my laps. Or when I was on top of him, giving him the best pleasure with my thighs sandwiching his cock as he sucking the milk out of me.
He was strong, and he did his best in making me feel the joy of a woman.
He fingered me after each creampie. I loved it.
I found myself madly in wanting him more and more.
I served him like I had served Schwarz.
From titsjob, blowjob to rimjob.
I straddled my hips on his and moved on my own like a cum-starved bitch.
"So…deep…!"
He has just released so much cum inside me, and it's still rock hard!
Everything was so hot.
His thick cock is amazing!
I was sweating all over like I was melting.
"Cum inside me, Oskar! Breed me!"
Oskar pierced my womb before his swollen, pulsating cock let it all out.
"I'M CUMMMMMIIINNNNNG!"
I had a mind shattering orgasm when he flooded my uterus like he's impregnating me.
The odor of sex and his scent filled up my nostrils.
"Hah…Oskar…" I lifted his mask just enough to reveal his mouth before I placed my lips on it.
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Living this new life, I soon found a sense of comfort, and the courage, to finally get rid of my…'heavy burden'.
My Vision, the Anemo power that Barbatos had bestowed on me.
I threw it away, like a pebble, into the strong current river which connected to the sea.
"I'm sorry, Barbatos. This is for my own selfishness. My own freedom…"
Jean Gunnhildr, the eldest daughter of House Gunnhildr, the Acting Grand Master of the Knights of Favonius, the Defender of Mondstadt, ceased to exist.
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One month later.
The winter soon coming to an end as the snow was dimishing by the warm ray of the sun. The nature continued on its course as the river was unfrozed running, the sounds of birds singing in the tree. The butterflies sprouted from it shells as it extended its wings, flying to the blue sky.
A hare finally coming out of its slumber, began its new day by making to the woods to seek out the food for himself.
Unfortunately, little did it know. That the food seeking trip would be cut short….
A sharp whistling swoop sound in the air before the flesh of a hare was pierced by the arrow.
Approaching the prey, was the dark-skin and red-haired female hunter, dressed with the primary coverage on the sex parts while the rest of their body was exposed to the elements.
Her name was Jean, and she was living this new life of her of being an exile.
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...
Overtime, I dyed my blond hair with some valberry and silk flower, turning it into somewhat red.
My skin got a bit darker due to being outdoor all the time to hunt for food and make...recreation moments with Oskar.
A strip of hide and fur to cover up my breasts and a loincloth for my bottom. It was quite fashionable and comfy.
"Things are going smoothly for today." I examined over my collected meats and some ripen fruits.
This was my new life. A life without pen-pushing, without a Vision, and without...Mondstadt.
Such thought lingered my mind from time to time, but I simply shook it off.
Settled by the river, I began to skin the hare's fur off.
I took notice of my reflection on the water, I couldn't help but seeing me was becoming more like...
"Vennessa..."
"Why are you running away, Jean?"
To my shock, the reflection of mine has truly become...Vennessa, and she was looking at me with discontent.
"Just because you're some damaged goods, is that the excuse of running away?"
"N-NO! You're wrong! I want to become just like you." I explained. "But…I'm not worthy!"
"Nobody was." Vennessa sighed.
"I too, was suffered the shame and humiliation just to bring some food and herbs for my sibling to get by the day."
"…"
"I was not worthy..." She continued. "of being some grand savior to my kinspeople."
"But the funny thing is, that's when we were proven wrong."
All of sudden, there was a dry cracking noises from the bushes, pulling me back to the reality.
My mind raced, wondering if it's the knights who didn't give up the search…
I cautiously making my approach.
Multiple scenarios were running through my mind…
How can I face them again?
However, to my own shock, none of my imaginated scripts happened. What's before my eyes was a person, drenched by river. As if he just been washed ashored.
I quickly run to that person.
Upon approaching closer and closer, I instantly recognized who the person was.
"M-Mika?"
"Master Jean…? You're...alive."
I rushed to him and check over. There's a wound. It's rather serious.
"W-who did this to you?!" I tried my best to calm myself.
"Jean…Master Varka…he's…he's dead."
His words…they're like some sort of strike that made my head went blank.
"Is it...the Abyss Order…?" I finally asked.
"No, not the Abyss Order..." Mika shook his head weakly. "They came from the north."
"They appeared out nowhere. Like there's some portal gate has opened."
"They claimed themselves as the Black Dogs."
"And they…"
"…Go on."
"I don't know it's a lie, some sick joke, or an exaggeration…"
"But the name of their nation is called...the Cuntry."
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Unexpected crossover? *gasp* not in my story!