Lily sat motionless on Vespera’s lap, still in a deep daze after that brutal revelation.
She stared up at the ceiling with her lips slightly parted, trying to digest the fact that inside her new body was not just a small penis, but a fully formed, hot pussy as well.
The Demon Queen, taking in that look of total bewilderment on her sweet, tiny face, tilted her head and asked with a bright, mocking smile:
“So, my little bunny... happy?”
Lily froze for a long moment, completely at a loss for how to answer the question. Her bunny ears twitched uncertainly, drooping slightly to the side.
“Well... I don't know what to say, Mistress...” she finally mumbled, voicing her thoughts with complete honesty.
“The whole thing just seems... insanely weird to me. I never expected in my life that I’d look like this.”
“Oh, don't worry yourself sick in advance, sweet-talker,” Vespera brushed her worries aside, her lips curving into a wide, tempting smile.
“In the very near future, we’re going to work very thoroughly on getting you fully acquainted with your new pussy, and teaching you how to use it properly.”
At those words, Lily looked straight into the Demon Queen's red eyes and froze on the spot. Within them, she caught a glimpse of massive, almost overwhelming desire coupled with a ruthless, dominant urge to thoroughly subjugate her new pet.
Ice-cold shivers instantly cascaded down her spine, a powerful tremor running through her entire body.
“P-please... be gentle, Mistress...” she forced out softly, her throat tight. “I’m just a tiny, helpless bunny...”
“With a tiny penis and an impossibly tight pussy!” Vespera finished with a laugh, not breaking the filthy mood for even a second.
At that uninhibited remark, Lily flushed a deep crimson, her entire face turning red as a ripe strawberry. Instead of shielding herself with her hands, her long, fluffy ears drooped down and wrapped tightly around her eyes and face, forming a plush shield beneath which she tried to hide her monumental embarrassment.
Vespera laughed out loud at the reaction, then stroked her head with fond condescension, relishing the softness of her hair.
“There, there, don't go hiding yourself,” she said in amusement, gently moving the ears away from her face.
“Let’s not waste any more time - let’s move on to your interface. As for [Attributes], I don't think I need to explain everything from scratch. If you want a clearer understanding of what a specific stat means, just click on it, and a notification with a description will pop up.”
The demoness’s long, black-painted nail slid higher, pointing directly at the text reading
Level 1.
“Gaining levels in this world is strictly tied to your class,” Vespera continued in an instructional, commanding tone.
“Your class dictates how and for what actions you receive experience points. For instance, a basic Warrior gains EXP by killing monsters and shedding blood on the battlefield. A Merchant gets levels from successful transactions and earning gold. And a Farmer grows stronger simply by working the fields, sowing seed, and harvesting crops.”
Lily listened intently, absorbing every word and nodding gently to show she understood the logical connections.
Then the Demon Queen leaned over her, her voice turning exceptionally sweet and dripping with malice:
“In that case, my little bunny... how do you gain levels with your class?”
Lily went dead rigid. In a fraction of a second, her ears tensed and shot straight up like two telephone poles.
She remained silent for a long moment, swallowing hard, unable to force out a single word.
“By... by... having sex...?” she managed uncertainly, staring at the dirty implication in the System.
Vespera erupted into a melodious laugh, stroking her thigh.
“You really are a proper little slut! I picked the perfect class for you, don't you think?”
Lily’s ears instantly collapsed, wilting again from boundless embarrassment.
“M-Mistress... please don't say things like that...” she mumbled, thoroughly ashamed.
“Oh, bunny, there’s no need to be ashamed of your own nature!” Vespera laughed, stroking her silky hair and clearly delighting in its delicate texture.
“Though I must admit, your sweet embarrassment has its own unique, adorable charm. But back to the topic: yes, having sex is one of the main avenues. However, since you hold an S-rank class of this nature, you gain experience generally through all sexual and slave-related activities.”
Lily tilted her head, narrowing her eyes in genuine confusion.
“What exactly do you mean, Mistress?”
“It’s simple,” Vespera explained with a concrete example.
“Naturally, you can gain EXP simply by sleeping with me in bed. But you’ll also get it for completing slave tasks I assign to you. For instance, if I ordered you to sit on the carpet right now, masturbate, and groan like a total whore, your System would award you experience points. And if I told you to go wash all the windows in my palace... you’d get EXP for that, too.”
Lily nodded, still slightly embarrassed by the mental image, but grasping the mechanics behind her interface.
Vespera’s smile broadened even further as she leaned right into her ear.
“Of course, you aren't just a regular slave; you’re a Sex Slave,” she purred, a glint in her carmine eyes.
“So if you were cleaning those windows with a plug shoved deep up your ass and another in your tight pussy at the same time, your System would grant you ten times the experience for a flawless combination of both roles!”
Lily’s eyes flew wide open. She stared at her in utter, authentic shock.
“W-what?!” she gasped, paralyzed by the vision of doing chores with toys jammed into every available opening.
Noticing her look, Vespera shrugged carelessly.
“What’s that look for, sweet-talker?” she tossed out, her gaze dropping lower to land straight on her crotch.
“Oho... look at that. Did that vision get you that excited?”
Lily looked down and discovered to her horror that her small penis was hardening and rising again!
“N-no! No, no, no, Mistress!” she interrupted frantically, mortified that her body kept reacting with an erection at such ridiculous moments.
“It’s not because of that at all! It’s just... it’s because of My Queen’s stunning looks! Y-your body is so breathtaking and gorgeous that my body just reacts to your proximity all on its own!”
Hearing that sweet, panic-laced compliment, Vespera smiled with deep delight, patting her cheek.
“Aah, my sweet, adorable mouth... you certainly know how to put me in a good mood.”
Deadly terrified that the demoness was completely serious about shoving things into her body and making her wash windows, Lily decided to change the subject immediately before matters went any further.
“B-but... Mistress, I have one question about the System!” she blurted out quickly.
“Why does Sex Slave have an S-rank specifically? Shouldn't a class like that be the weakest of them all, or at least some kind of bottom-tier rank?”
Vespera laughed softly, easing up on her pressure.
“Silly little bunny, a class's rank doesn't determine its pure combat power, but its uniqueness and potential for growth. Any class in this world - even a common Farmer - can hypothetically receive an S-rank. The chance of generating such a version is simply astronomically low. An S-rank Farmer, for instance, might grow divine plants granting immortality. And an S-rank Sex Slave simply possesses limitless potential in bed, pleasure-energy absorption, and stat growth.”
Lily listened to the explanation with deep focus, then gave a hesitant nod. A curious thought suddenly crossed her mind.
“In that case...” she mused aloud, her tone intriguing, “could there be something like an A-rank Demon King class?”
Vespera fell dead silent.
For a fraction of a second, an expression of profound, genuine surprise flashed across her gorgeous, voluptuous face. Her red eyes blinked, and a sudden, strange hush settled over the bedroom.
Seeing the lack of reaction, Lily immediately assumed she had said something horribly stupid and asked the most foolish question under the sun. Her ears began to slowly droop, sinking lower and lower in pure fear of punishment.
“Well, look at that! My sweet little pet can actually use her tiny brain!” Vespera suddenly exclaimed with wild excitement, her lips splitting into a brilliant smile.
Before Lily could react in any way, the Demon Queen scooped her up into her arms, pulling her with all her strength against her bountiful bust, kissing her cheeks, and shamelessly groping her small buttocks out of pure, ecstatic glee.
Being squeezed so brutally and handled like an exceptionally clever puppy, Lily had no idea how she was even supposed to behave.
My Demon Queen must have really thought I was a total ameba until now, whose only skill was thinking about sex and whimpering, if drawing a simple logical conclusion shocked her this much...
She thought with a quiet, resigned sigh, letting the woman knead her body as she accepted her place in the grand scheme of things.
After a moment of intense, effusive play, Vespera finally released the poor bunny girl to let her catch her breath, returning to the question at hand.
“Special Demon King classes do exist, but their mechanics are very specific,” Vespera explained seriously.
“That particular category has no lower tiers at all. Its classification strictly begins at B-rank and goes up to S-rank. There is nothing below B.”
Lily adjusted her seat on her lap and nodded, processing the data.
“So... someone with a B-rank Demon King class would potentially be stronger than some other, ordinary S-rank class?” she asked, genuinely curious.
Vespera smiled mysteriously, tilting her head.
“Yes and no...”