TDH Vol. 2 pt. 4

I usually felt a little groggy upon waking up after being killed in the dungeon. Sometimes there’d be a headache.

But not this time.

Instead, this time, all I felt was panic and arousal as I was face-to-face with—well, I wasn’t face-to-face at all. If I was, that wouldn’t have been as bad. Instead, I was face-to-tits with Zurie’s breasts right in front of my face.

While I probably had some stupid expression on my face, she looked down at me with a cool, calm smile. Part of me felt like she might have been judging me—or rather, looking down at me? Like I was some immature boy getting panicked because of her chest while all she was doing was lying there.

“I wondered when you would wake up. It has been several hours since I brought you here,” Zurie explained. “As I am sure you are curious about your whereabouts, we are in the suite I am staying in for the duration of my visit.”

Looking around, the room looked seriously fancy. Red velvet and gold trims everywhere.

“As for your partner, she is in the other room still resting. I doubt she would be away from you if she was awake.”

That’s a safe assumption to make. Also… damn. No matter how much I look at you… I can’t believe there’s a woman like you with a chest like this without being another extra or two hundred pounds on you.

Zurie looked me over and smiled before placing her hand against my side. “Well, what is this?” she asked, gently pushing me over and rolling me onto my back before trailing her fingers from my neck down to my belly. “My. I remember seeing it before, but it is even more impressive now. Could it be that something is exciting you?”

She knew exactly what she was doing and the sort of effect she had on me. As it turned out, she was incredibe at getting me going. Seriously incredible.

If I had to compare Zurie to Elanah… Elanah was the kind of girl who broke through to my desires via pure strength. She brute forced her way in. The power of her arousal was enough to make me aroused without fail every time. If she was horny, chances were that I was probably going to follow due to the direct way she acted.

But Zurie’s approach was far more graceful. Zurie gave me the feeling of somebody in complete control of her emotions—of her lust. She knew how to tease and was a master at it. No, she was even better than a master at it. She was at the absolute top of her field in it. Everything from the way she positioned herself to show off her cleavage and legs to her smile and eyes to the way that she only gently traced the very tips of her fingers across my skin—it was all carefully crafted to maximize her effect on me.

I doubted any man alive would be able to resist her. Between her natural beauty, the thickness of her thighs, the size of her breasts, and the mastery over teasing, she could probably make the most powerful men in the world roll over for her. Even wild beasts with no souls or emotions would beg to serve her. Even Corrupted at the edge of the world would be happy to obey her every command.

Next, she trailed the tips of her fingers even lower down my body, making sure to go to the side of a certain thing rather than actually touch it. “It is as amusing as it is impressive. Such a thing looks too large for your body. Though, I am sure you will grow into it, and that it will grow even larger as you do. Then again, at its current size, it is not as if it needs to grow any larger. You already put most men to shame with such a thing.”

Hearing those words confirmed that not only was she already perfect at all of those other things, but even her every word was tailored to drive men wild. After all, what man wouldn’t want to hear basically everything she just said? Well, maybe they wouldn’t want to hear about being as amusing as they are impressive, but I wasn’t going to deny that. My equipment down there was undeniably bigger than it should have been given the rest of my body’s size.

“Ah… it would seem a rather perverse thought has crossed my mind,” Zurie said, causing my ears to instantly perk up. “Are you curious?”

I nodded my head as quickly as I could.

She smiled with a smile that would have been enough to harden me all on its own. “Of course you are. You see… I was thinking.” She brought her free hand to her breasts, running her fingers down along her cleavage before slightly poking one of her fingers into it. “I would be able to perfectly wrap you up at your current size. Should you hypothetically grow even larger,” she ran her fingers back up to the top of her cleavage, “then you would be large enough to poke out. Do you understand?”

Oh, I understood alright. I seriously understood.

I was tempted to mount her chest right then and there, and my throbbing probably proved that as I imagined how heavenly that would feel.

“The bigger you grow, the more fun we will all be able to have with you,” Zurie continued.

On one paw, being small was nice. It meant getting to fit my entire body on laps, I was sneaky, I got to look up skirts—all that good stuff.

On the other paw… growing bigger, both in terms of privates size and overall body size, meant that I would have way more to work with and way more options open to me.

I could already imagine pinning Elanah down on her knees and elbows while mounting her from behind. That wasn’t something possible for me at the moment, but it would be if I got bigger.

The same went for enjoying Zurie’s body.

Yeah. That settled it.

That seriously settled it.

I needed to grow bigger. Being small was great, but it was time to get big.

“What a sweet boy you are,” Zurie said, surprising me as that didn’t exactly sound like something meant to be lewd. “I gathered as much information on you as I could, by the way. A young boy who killed a corrupt politician in defense of his mother. Unmarried with no children. Grew up on a small farmstead in a rural village. The more I learned about you, the more precious you became. Even that perverse look in your eyes is innocent. I can tell. No matter how aroused you may be, you are but an innocent boy.”

What… what’s that supposed to mean?

“Most men who stare at me with perverse desires look like they would have me regardless of my thought on the matter. They strip me with their eyes without a single care other than for their lust. But you,” she took the hand on her breasts and gently held the side of my head with it, looking directly into my eyes, “are a kind boy. A perverted boy, admittedly, but a good boy. Your eyes are both full of desire and respect at the same time. You would never think of doing anything to me that I do not explicitly make obvious a desire of my own.”

Oh. Well, obviously. I’m not a rapist. Besides, I only want women who want me. Who would want to fuck a woman who doesn’t want him as much as he wants her?

That was something my dad taught me. He told me to never put my dick in a woman who doesn’t want me to put my dick in her even more than I want to put it in. My mom agreed with that advice. So, it seemed like pretty common sense to only go for women who wanted me.

But apparently it wasn’t always common sense. If it was, I probably never would have ended up in a beast’s body as a criminal.

“The world needs more men like you,” Zurie said. “Now, I must admit to something else. Care to hear another confession of mine? I must warn you, it is another lewd one.”

Once more, I nodded my head so quickly that my neck hurt afterward. Worth it.

“I love that innocence of yours. Perhaps it makes me a horrible woman, but I find one of the most enjoyable things in the world to be taking the innocence of others.” Zurie got up from her position before sitting on her knees in front of me, one hand down against my chest to keep me on my back as she looked down at me. That was when she lifted her dress up enough with her free hand to reveal the red, lacy lingerie underneath it. “I truly am a disgusting, horrible woman. I see you and I cannot help but to feel the need to show you a world where your innocence will forever be lost.”

Her hand on my chest trailed down toward my tip… but stopped right before reaching it.

“I really am the worst. Look at me, an old woman wishing to take that which she lost from another as if it would bring her own back. Every time this happens… I tell myself I will not let it again, yet here I am, hardly able to control myself.” She looked straight into my eyes again.

It was hard to feel arousal at that point. It was clear that something was bothering her—that there was a deeper intent to wanting me than just wanting me for… well, for me.

When it came to Elanah, she might have been a bit crazy, but I knew that she just wanted to fuck me for me. There wasn’t really any deeper meaning there. Sure, she thought I was her fated and all, but that was it. That still basically made it all about me. Elanah wanted me.

But Zurie sounded like she just wanted my innocence.

I wanted all of Zurie. Not just some specific trait of her personality.

That meant I wanted more of her than she wanted of me, and I knew to follow my parents’ advice about that.

So, as much as it pained my arousal to do so, I gently bit her hand to get her to take it off me before rolling onto my side and standing up.

Honestly, had she come to me before Elanah did, I probably would have let her do whatever she wanted to me regardless of my parents’ advice. I wouldn’t have cared about doing the right thing and all that. I’d just want to get laid.

But thanks to Elanah, I already lost my virginity and didn’t have to act desperate to get rid of it.

I looked up at Zurie and shook my head.

“You would reject me?” Zurie asked.

I had to nod my head.

“I see. I was right when I saw that look in your eyes. You truly are an innocent, good boy.” A heavy breath left her lips. “You passed my test. You may consider it cruel of me to play such a game, but I have no interest in somebody who would use me out of lust no matter what I say. ‘I really am the worst.’ ‘I am a horrible, disgusting woman.’ Most men would simply brush my hair to the side and deny those statements, telling me I am beautiful while bringing their hips closer to me. But you? You bit me and denied me.”

I figured out what was happening.

Everything before… was a lie. It was an act. That should have been obvious. I even realized how perfectly crafted everything was, yet I—for some reason—thought it was real even despite how flawless she acted.

It was just a game to test me and nothing more.

But now… now was the real thing.

Her eyes were no longer full of controlled, crafted desire. They weren’t the eyes of a woman deliberately trying to seduce me.

No.

Instead, her eyes were the eyes of a woman full of lust. Full of raw desire as one hand slipped up the front of her body to grope her nearest breast as her other hand slipped down between her legs.

“You are so… so cute and fluffy. Ah… how I have longed for the warmth of a beast’s fur, yet I have never been able to commit to doing anything with a simple beast. And those soul beasts who retain their original bodies rarely have interest in the body of a woman. But you? Well, you not only have the kind of body I have fantasized about for decades, but you have a willing soul, and you are a good man. You have met—no, you have excelled beyond all of my qualifications. Every last hope I could have had for you has been thoroughly satisfied. That is why…”

The hand on her breast grabbed the front of her dress and pulled it down enough for each of her breasts to pop out, giving me my first ever look at bare breasts of their size. They looked even more incredible than I thought they would. Meanwhile, her other hand lifted her dress back up again and grabbed onto her panties, slipping them to the side to reveal her entrance that was quite literally dripping wet.

“I would be glad to do all the work. And while I understand that you may have lost interest because of my test… I am willing to beg to make it up to you. All you need to do is roll onto your back if you want me to do the rest.”

Before, Zurie was only testing me with a fancy show.

Now?

Now she looked and sounded like a woman who wanted to fuck me even more than I wanted to fuck her.

I stared up at her… and then rolled onto my back and barked.

Zurie licked her lips and got to work. “Good boy.”

((Elanah ain't the only one who's hornier now. Zurie needs that fluff and D.))