Heroine Hunts Heroines

Rachel continued to glare at me with the unmistakable expression of someone deeply annoyed.

"You’re such a bad girl."
"Yeah, I am," I responded without hesitation, immediately cringing at my own overly dramatic reply.

What kind of cheap soap opera moment was this? Rachel’s glare intensified, like she was ready to devour me alive.

"Ever since I came back, you’ve only been messing around with other girls, haven’t you?"
"Hey, what do you expect? It’s been 100 years. Think about how many times we did it back then—thousands, easily. There wasn’t a single day when the library wasn’t soaked with both of our fluids."

We did everything imaginable—and some things unimaginable. Even on top of bookshelves, mimicking those dark, sinister Ganph, or using books for, uh, unconventional purposes. So, yeah, it’s fair that I’d need variety.

"Are you serious right now?"
"And for me, it’s business. Purely business."

Business, in the sense that taking full control of Lust—Choi Si-woo—was part of my grand strategy. It’s all to make conquering the remaining six Sins much easier.

"Business, huh? I heard you were all over Choi Si-woo. Should I call her over and make her confess?"
"I’m sorry."

This is all Ray’s fault. I lowered my head in defeat, glaring at the airborne Little Dragon, who flapped her wings with an innocent expression. You little traitor! You’re not a child—you’re a curse!

"Are you glaring at Ray right now?"
"No, no! I’m really sorry! But come on, wouldn’t it be better if we just enjoy it? You know, make the most of it? Rubbing without passion isn’t satisfying at all."

It sounded like an excuse, but it was true. If I hadn’t done things the way I did, would Choi Si-woo have truly fallen? Maybe she’d still be struggling. Worse, she might’ve decided I wasn’t good enough and gone off to explore real NTR for fun.

"So, are you saying you did the right thing?"
"Which is why, today, my dear wife, I’ll skip the snake stew and eat you instead."

Rachel never missed a chance to remind me that we were married. Elves, once they marry, commit to their partner for life—even if that partner dies. Rachel had spent 100 years by my side, not as a husband but as a lover, swearing her loyalty to me. She often insisted she was my first priority.

Honestly, I planned to love everyone equally, but for now, Rachel truly was the closest thing to a proper wife.

"You’re going to drive me insane."

Despite her words, she didn’t resist when I reached out, letting herself be pulled into my embrace.

"So, how about we try something new today?"
"New? What do you mean?"

I had something different in mind—a concept I hadn’t tried with anyone else yet. A throwback to my corporate days.

"Cross-dressing."

Yes, even dragons can cross-dress! It was something I’d always been hesitant about, but thanks to a special gift from our dear author, Yoo Eun-ha, I had the ability to transform.

With a snap of my fingers, my hair shortened, my chest flattened, and my physique transformed into that of a man. Well, mostly—down below, things hadn’t changed entirely. My tail acted as a stand-in, reshaped to look like a proper manhood. For everyone else, it would appear completely real.

"!!!"

Rachel’s eyes widened, her face flushing red.

"What’s the matter, Rachel?"
"Wait. Hold on. Why does this look… better?"
"Wait a second! Are you saying you didn’t like me as a woman?"

That was a bit shocking. Had she not enjoyed all the time we’d spent together over the last 100 years?

"No, no! That’s not what I meant. It’s just… um… it feels fresh. Like you’re really my husband now. Honestly, until now, I wasn’t sure who should take the role of husband."

Especially since you’re the one who always emphasizes our married life. Consider this a special effort on my part.

"Kkyuit! Kkyuit!"
"Hey, you little brat! Out you go!"

I immediately shooed Ray out of the room. What kind of kid tries to watch their parents during adult time?

Though my transformation gave me the appearance of a man, including what seemed like the real thing, it was simply my tail cleverly manipulated. Yoo Eun-ha had gifted this ability for, well, enhanced marital bliss, but I hadn’t tested it until now.

"Get ready, my wife."
"What is this? Is it magic or something?"

Damn, she’s quick to catch on.

"You’re way too sharp for your own good. But…"

Even if she knew the truth, it wouldn’t stop me. My “tail” pressed gently against her entrance, and as I ran my fingers along her sensitive spots, she immediately began to drip. The stickiness was intoxicating.

Squish, squish.

"W-wait a second!"

Her bashful attempt to push my hand away only made her more endearing.

"What’s this? You’re even wetter than usual. What did you do?"
"What do you mean, what did I do?! It’s because you’re touching me after so long!"
"Ah, I see. Someone’s been a little… frustrated?"

"Ah, so that's how it is. It’s been quite a while since I’ve touched you."
"After all, since coming back, I’ve also been with Reyna and Han Suji."

"Hmph! You’ve only ever looked at my daughter, and that’s why I’m in this state now!"
"My dear Rachel, you were really desperate, weren’t you?"

I admit, I’ve been holding a bit of a grudge for not treating the mother-daughter combo to a proper session. It’s basic etiquette to give all heroines a fair amount of attention, after all.

"Who said I was desperate? Hmph, it’s not like that at all!"
"Still, with you looking like this, doesn’t it feel even better from behind?"
"No, I’m not some beast who enjoys positions like that."

But isn’t the whole point of doing it from behind because it’s so irresistible?

"Stop acting coy when you clearly enjoy it. Do you know how long it’s been since we’ve done it that way in over a hundred years?"
"Wait, hold on a second."

Her sudden refusal was amusing.

"What do you mean, hold on? I can’t wait any longer."
"Why are you being so aggressive?"

Why? Well, isn’t it obvious? I don’t want to keep dreaming about those snakes I’ve been forced to eat. Rachel has no idea about the nightmare of being haunted every night by the serpents I’ve devoured.

"I want to do it quickly, that’s why. Besides, Rachel, you’re the first wife, aren’t you? Isn’t that right?"

Who said I’d leave her lonely?

I’m not some insane fool who’d neglect a body this alluring. Leaving her to waste away without any attention would be the real madness.

“If that were the case, would things have turned out this way? With a body this insanely arousing, did you really think I’d leave you alone in solitude?”

I immediately flipped our dear Rachel over and thrust down from above.

Squish, squish.

I teased her, moving back and forth just at the entrance, creating a maddening sense of anticipation.

“Haah... Ahhn!?”

“How does it feel, tasting my tail for the first time? Hmm?”

I didn’t stop there. Since I was already on top, I decided to savor things a bit more.
Pressing down on Rachel, who was lying prone beneath me, I pushed my tail deeper inside her.

Squish, squish.

But Rachel—despite spending a hundred years grinding against me and being taken by my tail—had never clenched this tightly before.
Could it be that she prefers the me dressed as a man over the me as a woman?

“W-wait. Ah, I’m suddenly feeling it even more.”

Realizing this about her, I felt a little down.
No, I mean, I did have a time when I was a man, so dressing as one isn’t so bad. But after a hundred years of grinding against each other and everything, you’d think she’d be more into lesbian sex by now.
I’ve been with Rachel for a century—grinding as a woman, using my tail—and yet, if she feels more from me as a man, it’s kind of a shock.
Does this mean I have to dress as a man for her from now on?

“Does our Rachel prefer a man’s body over a woman’s after all? I’m disappointed.”
“Huh? Why?”
“Well, because I prefer grinding during sex, that’s why.”

Honestly, I don’t really care either way. The tail gives me more freedom to move, and it feels pretty good when I’m thrusting with it.

“Fine, do whatever’s comfortable for you.”

Rachel, as if reluctantly agreeing to my decision, was still eagerly tightening her pussy around my tail (dick).

“What are you saying when you're squeezing this hard?”

She was clenching harder than ever before.

“Do you really have to say it like that?”
“But since you’re cute, I’ll let it slide. Today, I’ll take you like a dog.”

Now, I was in control.
When I slapped Rachel’s ass, she subtly shifted her position and raised her hips toward me.
Yeah, this was it. For some reason, it reminded me of my office worker days, and I felt my tail stiffen in excitement.
Now, it was all instinct and understanding between us.

Squish.

The beastly mating began.
As expected, Rachel was a pervert who felt more from this position. There’s no way she’d be clenching even tighter now if she wasn’t.

“My sweet little thing, if you keep squeezing me like this, it’s going to be a problem for me.”
“But it’s been so long since I’ve felt this... I can’t help it. Do you have any idea how much I’ve been relying on just my own hands?”
“I’m sorry. But you know I’ve been busy, don’t you? Hmm?”

Rachel, being older than the other heroines, had a stronger sense of jealousy, so she needed extra care like this.
While the others were much younger, she had even gone through the experience of giving birth to Reyna. If I didn’t treat her with a little more consideration, her jealousy would only grow.
Because of that, Reyna’s been sulking a lot lately. After taking care of Rachel, I should give Reyna some attention too.
Right now, she’s on the other side of the room, pressing her ear against the wall. If I don’t pamper her later, she’s bound to get upset.

Creak, creak, creak.

“Hmm... Hnn... Ahhn♥.”
“If we end it here, it’d feel a little incomplete, wouldn’t it?”

Looking closer, I noticed that Rachel’s rear was also adequately lubricated with her own fluids. Her juices were doing an excellent job as a natural lubricant.
I took out the scaled dildo that had been used on Choi Si-woo’s jouji, gave it a quick lick, and then slid it into Rachel’s rear.

Squish.

Over the past hundred years, we’ve explored all kinds of different play. Naturally, this was one of them. Rachel loved being filled on both sides at the same time.

“Wait, didn’t you use that somewhere else?”
“What? It’s not like you’d know just by me putting it in.”
“It’s so wet—it’s suspicious! Who did you use this on?”

Could she not even imagine that I had simply licked it? Smirking mischievously, I decided to tease her a little.

“Si-woo.”
“What? You’re putting something inside me that was used on another woman?”
“How could I let you enjoy it if I didn’t prepare it properly?”

Even though it was already well-lubricated with the overflowing fluids from just a few thrusts, she always found some excuse to complain when I didn’t prepare her “properly.”

“Even so, it’s—”
“It’s actually my saliva. Come on, no matter how much I fool around, would I really put something into you that I’d used on another girl? It’s my spit, I swear.”

Hearing my words, Rachel simply clenched around my tail with her jouji a few times, not replying as if she were deep in thought.
Still sulking, huh? That’s what this was. Unforgivable.

Squish, squish.

I pushed deep into her inner walls, pressing against the spots inside that made her feel especially good. Each thrust elicited gasps and moans from her lips.

“Hyaah!”

Oh, what a cute little thing. Acting all resistant when she knows she’ll end up moaning like this anyway.
I moved gently from behind and leaned down to whisper softly in her ear.

“Is my precious Rachel sulking? Hmm? I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”
“Are you seriously trying to justify putting something used on another woman inside me? Get ready to eat snake stew for a whole month!”

She still seemed upset, but her reactions were noticeably different now than they were just moments ago.

“No, come on, don’t be like that. Hmm? Honestly, I did it because I wanted to enjoy myself. Besides, this dildo is one-of-a-kind.”

Do you have any idea how long it takes to create a dildo from my tail’s scales? Harvesting the scales, waiting for them to regenerate, shaping and refining them—it’s an absolute nightmare.
So really, you should cut me some slack.