The First Day

Everything still happened exactly as Malty remembered. Four boys were summoned, each carrying a Holy Weapon. All adventurers chose to be companions of three heroes of Sword, Spear, and Bow. The Hero of the Shield was left alone.

At that moment, Malty stepped out and said that she volunteered to join him. Then she turned to him and smiled:

"Hello, I'm Myne Sophia. A pleasure to meet you, the Shield Hero."

"I... I'm Naofumi Iwatani. Nice to meet you."

For the rest of the day, Malty did the same as the previous life. She brought Naofumi to go shopping, then when the sun set, they stayed at an inn. She invited him for a drink and secretly put sleeping **** into his mug.

Originally, her plan was to loot all his belongings, then frame him for **** her. But now she knew that wouldn't work as expected, and she needed another plan. Fortunately, she already thought of one...

Unlike Naofumi, three other heroes were allowed to stay in the palace.

On the way to the palace, Malty has already thought of which one should she choose as the pawn of her plan. Ren Amaki, the Sword Hero, was a lone wolf who didn't want to work with others, men or women alike. Itsuki Kawasumi, the Bow Hero, was submerged in his sense of self-righteousness, therefore his actions were unpredictable.

That left Malty with her original pick in the previous life: Motoyasu Kitamura, the Spear Hero. His lust for women made him easy to be manipulated by her.

She knocked on the door and Motoyasu quickly opened it. He looked at her with surprised eyes: "Are you the one who went with Iwatani-dono? What are you doing here?"

She jumped into his chest, crying: "The Shield Hero... (sob)... he got drunk... (sob)... then he began to touch me... even though I told him no... I ran away in panic..."

"So..."

"I have nowhere to go. Can I stay here for tonight?"

Motoyasu was thoughtful for a while, then he nodded: "Yes, you can sleep in my bed. Now I have to leave for some business. Make yourself as home."

He grabbed his spear firmly and walked out. A flash of disappointment flashed through Malty's eyes, but it disappeared in a blink.

She undid the buttons on her dress, pulled it over her head, and tossed it aside. Looking in the mirror, her hands slid down her perfect curves.

Ha, that idiot actually leaves such a beauty alone! But when he knows what he missed, he would fall into my arms. No man can resist my charm.

She blew the candles, the the room fell into darkness.

Not long after, she heard the door open, and a figure walked in. She rushed forward to embrace him:

"Mr. Hero, I can't sleep. Please stay with me."

She purposely pressed her breasts on him, and it worked perfectly. She could feel something hard rising in his pants.

"I... I have nothing but my body to show my gratefulness to you. Please, take me."

Before the man could react, she placed her lips on his. While deepening the kiss and breaching his lips with her tongue, she pulled him backward until both fell on the bed.

She remained silent as his hands reached around her and began to knead at her breasts. He tugged, groped, and pinched briefly at her nipples until she could feel that heat below her waist even more keenly than before.

Malty unbuckled his pants and encouraged his manhood to emerge from them, then spread her legs as she pulled it to the entrance of her own. Then she felt a thrust as a hot rod had been shoved into her.

"Okay. It’s not hurting like I thought it would. You can… you can go on,” Malty said.

Ha, as if I will save my virginity to a loser like you!

He didn't answer; instead, he started thrusting.

She was silent at first, but over time little mewls began to tumble from her lips. The pain, having passed, was making room for so much pleasure. He was hitting what felt like every inch of her inner walls!

As she began to relax, to sink in, he sped up.

Malty gave a set of moans; her breasts began to bounce from the exercise a moment later. Her mate reached up and eagerly groped. She was letting him do as he pleased, and he was grateful for that. Her body was clamping down on him like a vice, and he was loving every second.

But as time passed, his pace became absolutely maddening; it was erratic, but fast, and so very, very deep. There was a moment of uneasiness she couldn’t identify, but it slipped away before she could think about it again.

She didn’t have much time to think. From the throbbing feeling inside her, the climax was fast approaching. She had to act, now or never.

She bit her lips as if making a life-or-**** choice. Then, with a full determination, she pressed her hand on her navel and whispered.

Contraceptive Spell, release!

Back in her college days, she joined a lot of party-soon-to-be-orgy. She knew so well that her mother the Queen would not forgive an out-of-wedlock pregnancy, so she was very careful with her birth control. But now she needed to do the opposite.

She wrapped her mate in a leg lock, then moaned as loud as possible: "Don't pull out! Cum inside! Give it all to me!"

She knew that no man could fight against the primal instinct of breeding a girl. She would take his seed, be painted inside with his white virility, and be ripely rounded when it was done with her.

Sure enough, her mate was no exception. On an inward thrust, the dam finally broke, and the rush of hot, thick semen came like a flood. He pushed his cock as deep as possible into her, to be sure his swimmers reached their destination.

Malty gasped as the warmth filled her inside. She had trained herself to close her cervix at will, so she could have bareback sex without worrying about cleaning. She tried to relax her muscles just now, but it proved completely unnecessary: the manhood easily pried open her cervix, then unloaded all its content into her defenseless womb. With the Contraceptive Spell removed, nothing could stop his sperm now. A woman who was inseminated by such an amount would gain a big, round belly in no time.

The pleasure persisted for several seconds and she was unable to think of more than her loins at that time. Her inner walls clamped down on him, milking all that was left in his cock, and her mate gave a deep groan.

And then he collapsed on top of her. Malty gently pushed him aside, redressed herself, and walked out.

Leaving the palace, she walked slowly on the street. With each step, the warm cum oozed from between her legs. Luckily, it was midnight so no one noticed her. After returning to the inn's room, she climbed to the bed of Naofumi, smiling wickedly.