Shota, a boy with bottomless pubescent lust, had suddenly been transported to another world.
One week had passed since he turned the busty beauty Selma into his personal onahole wife.
One morning, while she was diligently servicing his morning wood with her mouth, the older woman suddenly brought something up.
“Amu…♥ Lerooo…♥ Shall we go into the city today…?
Muchu♥ Churururu…♥”
“I-Into the city?”
“Yes♥ I need to buy some things… Chupo♥ Jupupuuu♥ Nn♥ Lero lero♥”
Even while speaking, Selma skillfully used her tongue and her hot, wet mouth-pussy to stroke his cock.
Her plump, soft lips wrapped around his sensitive glans while her tongue thoroughly licked and sucked the entire swollen head.
At the same time, both of her hands diligently stroked his shaft and gently kneaded his balls.
Faced with her expert handjob and blowjob that knew all of his weak points, Shota quickly reached his limit.
“Ah, ahh… I’m cumming…!”
Overcome by the rising urge to ejaculate, Shota unconsciously grabbed Selma’s head and thrust his cock deep into her throat.
“Nguh!?
Nguh, fuuuu♥ Nnn, n, n, n, n…♥ Gulp… Gulp…♥”
Although she was momentarily surprised by the sudden deepthroat, Selma immediately fulfilled her duty as an onahole wife.
She sucked hard with her cheeks, making wet zuzuzo sounds as she swallowed the thick semen flooding her mouth.
Far from looking displeased, she happily continued servicing him, clearly pleased that her master’s dominance was growing stronger.
She had completely become a masochistic onahole who took joy in serving him.
“Nn… nn…♥ Puhaaa… Kepu…♥ Thank you for the meal♥”
After swallowing every drop of his thick morning load, Selma let out a semen-scented breath.
With a lewd smile, she carefully licked the remaining mess off his cock with her tongue.
“Well then, let’s take a short break here for now.”
“Huh?”
Selma winked at the confused Shota and stood up.
Switching from her melted onahole-wife expression back to her former sexy older woman demeanor, she quickly began changing clothes.
“Come on, Shota.
You should get changed too.”
“O-Okay.”
She even deliberately changed how she addressed him from “Master” back to “Shota.” She knew very well that if they stayed like this any longer, it would inevitably turn into another round of pussy sex.
(Honestly… I’d rather have Master’s big cock destroy my always-ready, in-heat pussy right now…♥)
Even as her womb throbbed with the desire to be filled with his seed again, the older woman suppressed her female instincts.
If she gave in now, they would end up spending the entire day mating like beasts and forget about going into the city.
That would also cause problems with preparing meals for Shota.
As his onahole wife, she had to handle not only bedroom service but also everything else to the best of her ability.
Besides, while she had been servicing him earlier, Selma had come up with a rather ambitious goal.
To achieve it, she absolutely needed to go into the city.
“Alright… there we go.”
Pushing aside her dissatisfied instincts with strong determination, Selma efficiently began preparing to leave.
Although it usually took women a long time to change, Selma — being an adventurer — got ready quickly.
With practiced movements, she put on her underwear, fastened her garter belt, and swiftly slipped into her dress.
Finally, she placed her large triangular witch hat on top of her glossy black hair and turned toward Shota.
“Oh?
You still haven’t changed yet…?”
“Ah, yes!
I’ll change right now!”
“Geez, if you don’t hurry up, big sis is going to get angry, you know?”
Shota, who had been unconsciously staring at her changing, hurriedly put on his clothes.
Letting out a wry smile at her hopeless master, the witch picked up her large staff.
“”Corridor, open””
With her dignified voice, an oval-shaped, rippling boundary appeared in the air.
“A portal.
It’s convenient because you can travel far away in an instant.”
“Wooow…”
After finishing changing, Shota stared at the rippling portal with great interest.
His eyes were filled with curiosity toward this unknown object he was seeing for the first time.
“Can this take us anywhere…?”
“Only to places where the portal user has registered a destination.
Also, there needs to be a receiving device at the target location.
Well, I’ll explain the details another time.
More importantly, if you’re ready, let’s go.”
Swaying her large ass, Selma walked toward the portal.
Shota followed right behind her, looking a bit nervous.
“Don’t be scared.
It’ll be over in an instant.”
After confirming that Shota was properly following her, Selma stepped through the rippling boundary.
“Waaah…”
Selma’s body disappeared into the portal in an instant.
Left behind in the room were only the still-rippling portal and a dazed Shota.
After steeling himself, the boy stepped into the portal as well.
“O-Okay.
Here I go!”
—Dopun
By the time he registered the sound, Shota was already standing in a completely different place from the cottage.
“Huh…?”
He found himself in a large plaza with a massive fountain in the center.
Stone-paved roads stretched out in every direction, lined with brick buildings.
Horse-drawn carriages occasionally passed by.
Between the buildings, several spires could be seen, and in the distance, walls that appeared to surround the city were visible.
“Wooow… This is amazing…”
Shota let out a voice of admiration at the exotic, European-like townscape.
When he turned around, the portal had already disappeared without him noticing.
“Fufu, surprised?
It’s quite different from where you used to live, isn’t it?”
Standing beside the dazed Shota, who was looking around like a country bumpkin, Selma smiled wryly.
“Yeah… It’s just like something out of a movie or a video game…”
“Movie…?
Video game…?
I’ve never heard those words before.
Well, never mind.
This is the city I mentioned earlier.
Its name is Palma Missa.
It’s the largest trading city in this region.”
“Wooow…”
The unfamiliar townscape was filled with equally unfamiliar people.
There were tall individuals with long ears, short people with impressive beards, beings with horns or wings, and others with animal-like ears and tails.
Their differences went far beyond just skin color — they were clearly different races.
People of all ages and genders with diverse appearances walked through the streets.
It truly felt like something out of a fantasy movie.
“I can tell you’re curious, but make sure you stay close to me.
It’ll be troublesome if you get lost.”
Even as he continued looking around with great interest, Shota obediently followed behind Selma.
Ignoring him for the moment, the witch straightened her back and walked through the city with a cool, confident demeanor.
(Everyone’s… staring at big sis…)
As he looked around, Shota noticed that many people on the street were staring at Selma.
The men were all gazing at her with lust-filled eyes, as if trying to bore holes through her.
Even the women were sending her looks mixed with envy and jealousy.
(Big sis is really beautiful…)
Selma was the kind of beauty that any man would want to claim as his own.
Her healthy, beautiful legs wrapped in garter stockings were captivating, and her plump ass clearly showed its softness even through her skirt.
But what stood out the most were her massive breasts.
Her rocket-like tits, well over 100 centimeters, were even more emphasized by her slim waist.
Every time she walked, they swayed heavily, boldly asserting their overwhelming presence.
Faced with such a body overflowing with sex appeal and clearly built for breeding, it was only natural for men to want to claim her and impregnate her.
And if they couldn’t have her, it was equally natural for them to stare and use the image for later.
(But big sis… belongs to me…)
Even though he knew this, Shota couldn’t stop the childish possessiveness rising in his chest.
As a pubescent boy, he still didn’t have the composure to calmly enjoy the sense of superiority that came from monopolizing this beauty.
“Fufu♥”
In contrast to Shota’s simmering, immature jealousy, Selma maintained the cool, composed air of a seasoned adult woman, effortlessly brushing off the surrounding gazes.
However, deep inside, she was completely smitten with the boy who couldn’t hide his childish jealousy.
Rather than feeling annoyed, she felt happy knowing that he was so desperate to show that she belonged to him.
It made her womb melt with affection.
(Ahh… Master is so cute…♥ He looks just like a kitten desperately trying to protect his toy♥)
“Hey, Master♥”
“Eh… Whoa.”
With a dreamy expression, Selma whispered in a voice only he could hear and suddenly pulled the surprised boy into a hug.
“Master, you got jealous, didn’t you?
Because other men were staring at me so intensely♥”
“Eh, ah… Yeah.”
“Don’t worry.
Other men can only look.
No matter how much they want to breed me, they can’t.
The only one who can do that is you, Master.
So come on, let’s show them properly♥”
“Eh—!?”
Before the stunned Shota could react, Selma pressed a deep, hungry kiss onto his lips.
In the middle of the street, they shared a passionate French kiss, their tongues intertwining as they exchanged saliva.
Murmurs of surprise and confusion rose from the surrounding people.
“Nnnn♥ Fufu, do you feel better now?♥”
Ignoring the stares directed at them, Selma smiled only at Shota.
“You don’t have to worry♥ Big sis is your personal onahole wife, after all♥”
“Y-Yeah.”
“My pussy, my ass, my mouth, and my tits — only you are allowed to use them freely♥ Because the only one big sis loves is you, Master♥”
“Yeah… I-I like you too, big sis.”
“Ufu♥ Then we’re mutual, aren’t we?♥”
With a wide, happy smile, the onahole wife confessed her love while her young master hugged her plump, breeding-oriented body.
Completely ignoring the stunned onlookers, the two of them had already entered their own little world.
“Well then, shall we get going?♥”
“Yeah!
Ehehe.”
After reaffirming their feelings for each other, Shota let Selma take his hand as they continued walking through the streets of Palma Missa.
At that moment, neither of them had yet noticed the dangerous gazes watching them from afar.