Upon seeing my erect member, Lisbeth panicked, her face flushed as she stared at it.
While suddenly offering to help with my sexual urges was embarrassing enough, casually pulling out my member immediately after asking was probably even more awkward.
"Ah, you're crazy...! You just did it without hesitation...!"
"Should I say strike while the iron is hot...? These past two days, Lisbeth's touching has made me so uncomfortable that if I don't get it out now, the journey home will be unbearable. We can't leave it undone while Ars is asleep, can we?"
I took a step closer to Lisbeth, turning to the side and displaying my member to her with a showy air. Lisbeth stared at my proudly erect member, her face burning with shame.
After a moment of frozen stare, Lisbeth suddenly crouched down beside me and said...
"Damn it… If you ejaculate on my clothes like last time, I'll kill you…"
"Don't worry, it won't happen if you help me. Please, Lisbeth."
Looking at this scene, a wicked smile seemed to creep onto my face.
Curled up beside me, with member in front of her, Lisbeth's furrowed expression gradually transformed into a feminine one.
Her breathing grew heavier, and for some reason, it seemed as if she was deeply inhaling member's scent.
Her nose twitched slightly, and I could see that she was staring at member with a flushed expression.
That expression wasn't the hazy embarrassment left from the previous masturbation incident, but rather a mixture of curious excitement.
After a moment, Lisbeth slowly reached out her slightly trembling hand and grasped my member. When Lisbeth's soft hand touched my member, it involuntarily began to wriggle.
"…Haa…haa…" Lisbeth, stroking my member, gasped for breath, seemingly lost in the moment, staring at it.
Looking at Lisbeth like this, an urge to force myself on her surged within me.
But not now.
Even if I forced myself on her now, I couldn't fully penetrate my enormous member even getting into the right position would be difficult.
And even if I could, I shouldn't do it.
I shouldn't use violence and coercion to dominate a female.
I must make her betray her lover, swear submission to me, and beg to be dominated.
I will carefully transform Lisbeth into a female deeply nestled in my arms.
"…Now move a little."
"…Mmm, ooh…" After speaking to Lisbeth, she began to slowly move the member up and down with her tightly clenched hands. Her hands, which had been gently rubbing, gradually made a sticky, wet sound as they were soaked with the Cooper fluid flowing from the member.
"Rub harder like last time."
"Ah, ooh, um…doesn't it hurt?" Hearing the request to increase the pressure, Lisbeth, just like during the last masturbation incident, asked if it hurt while applying more force.
It seems that after my clone became a member, not only is its appearance unusual, but it also seems to transcend the realm of ordinary genitalia.
If I were still human, this pressure would have been unbearably painful, but now it only feels perfectly comfortable.
"You can squeeze a little harder. If it's too strenuous, this is fine too."
"W-Is this how it is? The penis is harder than I imagined…" Lisbeth moved her hand, completely soaked in Cooper's fluid, with slight surprise.
This member not only has an abnormal amount of semen, but even its Cooper's fluid is completely different from that of its human form—it's not the colorless, transparent Cooper's fluid of common knowledge, but rather a cloudy white like human semen with a similar viscosity.
What's more, whenever Lisbeth rubs it, the amount of liquid that overflows is abnormally large.
"Uh, ah…this is super sticky and wet…" Lisbeth said, whether complaining or curious, looking at the wet Cooper fluid. Even so, her hand continued to move, and seeing Lisbeth like this evoked a feeling of pity.
"Ah, it twitched again…should I…should I touch your testicles?"
Perhaps it was my testicles that twitched, Lisbeth asked. She wanted to move on her own even without being told, which felt like a good sign.
"Yes. Keep moving one hand like that…and the other hand like last time…"
"Th-like this?" Unable to grasp it completely with one hand, Lisbeth used her hand to support the lower part of member as she moved her palm, while her other hand grasped one of the wriggling testicles.
"Ah, so big, so hard, so heavy…aren't a man's testicles a sensitive spot? Doesn't it hurt?"
"Not at all, it feels quite good."
This was incomprehensible even to my common sense.
Testicles are indeed a sensitive spot, aren't they?
Even I was astonished by the size of his testicles. Whenever Lisbeth stroked my penis, they would wriggle and tingle, craving stimulation.
Even when Lisbeth squeezed and kneaded them tightly, it didn't hurt; instead, it felt pleasurable.
Even when she pressed hard, the shape didn't change; instead, it became even harder and more elastic.
Indeed, this body was very different from the ordinary horses I knew, but the horse's testicles and the penis that became my alter ego were incompatible by any common sense.
They were like something out of an adult comic.
"Lisbeth, now to the penis..."
"Hmm, ooh... is it coming out now?" Lisbeth alternately enjoyed the sensation of the testicles, and as I spoke, she gripped the horse's testicles tightly with both hands.
"Just... a little more..." After what seemed like an eternity, I could feel Lisbeth's grip gradually weakening. At the same time, I began to feel my testicles surging with semen.
"Ugh… Lisbeth… I'm going to cum…!"
"Ah, um, okay!… Ahh!" As she spoke, a slightly weary Lisbeth suddenly exerted herself again, and the thick, gel-like, pale yellow semen from member gushed out with a splattering sound.
Witnessing this, Lisbeth paused briefly, removing one hand from member and catching the gushing semen with her own.
"Ah…" After the continuous ejaculation subsided, Lisbeth's hand was completely stained a cloudy yellow, and the spherical, gel-like semen on her palm, flaunting its thickness, viscosity, and odor, slowly slid down.
"Ugh, uh… this smell… and this consistency… is semen supposed to be a sticky, gel-like substance…" Lisbeth gently moved her fingers, feeling the viscosity of the gel-like semen. A few drops slowly dripped from between her fingers, mingling with the semen that had spilled onto the ground.
"Hoo hoo… ah, so refreshing… thank you so much. You're an angel, Lisbeth."
"Ha, ha… enough, enough already? Really…" After the semen had completely drained from her hands, Lisbeth took a handkerchief from her inner coat pocket to wipe herself, but as she turned, I caught a glimpse of her back—pretending to wipe her hands but actually sniffing the semen on them.
'…To this extent on the first day, it seems I need to aim for the anthropomorphism skill even faster…' If I could acquire the anthropomorphism skill and advance further, I felt I could soon create an opportunity to have intercourse with Lisbeth.
Perhaps due to the influence of the obscene skill, her debauchery far exceeded my expectations.
After hastily covering the spilled semen with sand, I said to Lisbeth, who had just wiped her hands with a handkerchief.
"Now, I hope we can do this about 2-3 times a day. Of course, it depends on the situation when we're out on missions."
"W-what!? 2-3 times a day!? Is that even possible!?" Lisbeth retorted seriously.
Oh no, did I ask for too much?
Although I'd already ejaculated once, after feeling the hardness of member's erection, I tried a few more times. Wasn't that a bit excessive?
"Ah… 2-3 times a day is still a bit much? Then once a day will do…"
"Once a day is impossible too!? Ha… really…" No, actually, those extra times turned out to be a good thing.
Looking at the reduced frequency, Lisbeth muttered that after confirming it might not be possible depending on the situation and timing, she reluctantly agreed to once a day.
"Ha... I heard the ideal frequency is about once a month... They say monsters like you are called horses, right? Horses are naturally like that?" Indeed, this member's appearance, and even the energy he exuded, seemed somewhat extraordinary.
But once a month?
Isn't that too little?
On Earth, some say three days, some say a week, it varies from person to person, but it shouldn't be this much. There are plenty of people who masturbate three or five times in a row.
Of course, some people die from it.
How come the men in this other world are not only so physically strong but also have such weak stamina...?
"No, even if I'm a horse, I'm an exception..."
When I asked Lisbeth if she knew anything about horses, she replied that she had never even seen a monster like me before, let alone a name.
Hmm.
So there are no horses in this other world after all.
To cover it up, I lied and said I only learned I was a monster called a horse after I awakened my intelligence.
"Cases of suddenly gaining intelligence and becoming divine beasts aren't unheard of… but no matter how you look at it, your existence, Shimo, is truly amazing," Lisbeth said upon returning to Ars's room. She noted that while there are many similar monsters physically, there are almost none with my muscular, ferocious appearance, and as far as she knew, no other monster resembles me.
So, are there no centaurs like me in this other world?
Ah, that upper body is human, isn't it?
She went to Ars's room, observing his condition while resting. After a while, confirming Ars's condition upon waking, she packed her belongings and carried the two back to the dungeon entrance.
Ars's arms and legs still seemed to have difficulty moving, but his strength seemed to have recovered considerably, and his complexion looked much better.
If Ars died, would it be possible to possess her without Lisbeth noticing?
But thinking about it made her feel a little listless.
Hmm… it seems my desires can only be satisfied by stealing women who have normal lovers.
Thinking this, she couldn't help but wonder how she developed such an awkward sexual desire.
None of my parents or relatives on either side have had any problems with sex.
It seems I'm the only exception.
Furthermore, thinking deeper, there's the man who awakened my desire and trained Karen.
My sexual desires seem slightly different from his.
From what I saw at the time, that man treated Karen without any love, as if he could discard her at any moment after training her. If I were to seize a woman, I would first make her completely submissive and obedient, then shower her with love, turning her into a lewd and perverted slave to my liking—that would be much more to my liking.
Although I don't know what happened to Karen afterward, recalling what I witnessed now, that man seems even more despicable than I imagined.
Thinking about this, various thoughts floated into my mind about what kind of lewd and perverted slave I would transform Lisbeth into after completely turning her into my female.
It's as if I, having read various adult comics from different timelines, raised my hand to offer my opinions.
This… I need to think about it carefully.
'First, I need to completely eliminate her aversion to exposure so she can walk around in just a bikini or something. But being overly exposed would be too vulgar. What kind of clothes should I let her wear when she goes out? Are there tattoo parlors in this other world? If she wants a tattoo, what design should she get? Letting her go out wearing clothes made of condoms is a bit... something, isn't it? Ah, speaking of which, do they have condoms in this other world? This world seems pretty high-tech, so there should be something similar to condoms...' Thinking like this, she chatted with the two of them, and before she knew it, they had arrived at the dungeon entrance.