A sensation he had never experienced before sent shivers down Logan's spine. The tip of his pen skidded across the training chart, leaving a jagged slash through the neatly written numbers.
"Trainer..." Teio whispered directly into his ear, her voice husky. "Let me help you relax. I heard that nibbling on ears is soothing. It melts the stress away. How does that feel, Trainer?"
"Not bad."
Her voice, usually bubbly and childish, was now dripping with feminine charm. Her arms wrapped around him, soft but firm, radiating the scent of citrus and sea salt. Her skin, flushed from exercise, looked like a ripe peach begging to be bitten.
Logan closed his eyes, enjoying the attention.
"Rest here today. Don't worry about the Debut Race. I will win. I promise."
Teio gently stroked his hair.
This felt familiar. In the Glitch World, whenever Logan was bored, he would obsessively rearrange training permutations, searching for the optimal stat growth.
Once he found the perfect schedule, exhausted, he would collapse onto Teio's lap for a nap. Back then, the Teio-unit would stroke his head a few times—a programmed idle animation—before freezing again.
He had always hoped she would wake up. But she never did.
This world felt like a continuation of that game. A mix of truth and illusion.
"Trainer... my Trainer..."
While Logan reminisced, Teio's breathing grew heavier. She seemed addicted to the taste of his skin. She nibbled his earlobe, her arms slowly tightening around his chest. It felt less like a hug and more like she was trying to fuse their bodies together.
Horse Girls were incredibly soft. Teio was exceptionally so. Her flexibility was legendary; her legs could bend at impossible angles. Her muscles felt like fruit jelly—soft and yielding to the touch.
But that was when they were relaxed.
When a Horse Girl exerted force, that jelly hardened into steel.
"Teio... easy... too tight..."
Immense pressure crushed his ribcage. Breathing became a struggle. Logan realized Teio's state was abnormal. Her eyes were glazed over, her pupils dilated and shimmering with a strange light.
The ear wasn't enough. She moved lower.
Chu~
A warm, wet sensation on his neck.
Crap.
Logan gulped. He suddenly remembered the red heart icon throbbing over her head in the UI flash. Max Affection wasn't just "love." It was "consumption."
"Ah~" She bit down on his neck, like a starving vampire finding a vein.
"Teio! Wait! Let's go to the room! Are you trying to eat me? I haven't even eaten you yet! Licking is fine, but no biting!"
Logan struggled, but Teio didn't budge.
He couldn't escape.
As a human, trying to overpower a Horse Girl was physically impossible. It was like fighting a hydraulic press.
While her mouth worked on his neck, her hands weren't idle. She began unbuttoning his shirt, fully intending to execute justice right there on the grass.
Just then, a savior arrived.
"Hai~ Okay, okay. That's enough. Trainer is plenty relaxed now. No need to continue, Teio-chan."
Seiun Sky walked over and casually tugged on Teio's ear.
"Eh?"
Spell broken. Teio blinked rapidly. She looked down at the Trainer in her arms, seeing the glistening saliva on his neck and his disheveled shirt. Reality crashed back in.
POOF.
Her face exploded into a shade of tomato red.
"Trainer! I... I just... There was dirt! You had dirt on you! I licked it off!"
What am I doing!? Teio screamed internally.
She had smelled something irresistible on him. It drove her crazy. Instinct took over. She just wanted to kiss him. To mark him.
In the end, she had seriously considered "eating" him right there. Forcing him to give her a foal.
Am I insane!?
"It's fine. I don't mind. Lick wherever you want." Logan waved his hand dismissively. He didn't mind if a Horse Girl forced herself on him—he did it all the time in the other world. Mutual pleasure was fine.
What scared him wasn't the assault; it was the silence. If he spoke and she didn't answer, thatwas the true horror. That was the Truman Show nightmare.
"Ara~? Even that is okay? In that case, I guess I can have a turn too."
Seiun Sky didn't miss a beat. She sat directly on Logan's lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and mimicked Teio, nuzzling into his other side.
"Sky!? What are you doing to my Trainer!"
"Can't you tell? NTR in broad daylight."
"Haaah!?"
"Oops. Said the quiet part out loud. Sorry. Teio, you finished helping him, so now it's my turn. Problem?"
"Big problem! I caused the trouble, so I have to fix it!" Teio refused to yield.
Now Logan was sandwiched between two Horse Girls, one in front, one behind.
Teio's citrus scent and Sky's floral aroma mixed in his nose. It was every man's dream scenario.
Except this was Tracen. These were bio-engineered super-athletes.
As they played tug-of-war with his body, Logan heard his skeleton make a concerning sound.
Crack.
"You two... stop... Ack... Seriously... I'm going to die... Did you hear that? My spine just popped..."
SNAP!
Shoulder dislocation imminent.
Their "playful" dispute was torture for a normal human. Even though Logan worked out daily to build a "resilient" body for... activities, compared to a Horse Girl, he was made of wet cardboard. He was being bent into a Z-shape.
I'm going to die... This isn't how the game is supposed to end!
Death by Snu-Snu is only funny in theory!
Desperate, Logan reached out and pinched Sky's... softest asset.
"Yaaa~!"
A soft, surprised yelp. Sky let go instantly. Logan used the opening to wriggle free from the meat grinder.
Safe!
He almost got torn in half like a wishbone!
Who said the Uma Musume world was the safest isekai? It was a death trap!
Seiun Sky pressed her hands against her skirt, her eyes spinning in confusion. Her face flushed red as she realized where he had pinched her.
"Trainer..." she glared at him, a mix of shame and annoyance. "You're surprisingly bold. Attacking without hesitation? Where is your gentlemanly dignity? I suspect you've done this to Sei-chan before... while she was sleeping."
I definitely have.
Logan knew every inch of her. He knew she smelled like dandelions. He knew her texture was addictive. That's why he had needed Teio to help him quit his "Sky Addiction."
Dignity? If I had dignity, I'd be dead!
Logan panted, massaging his aching shoulder.
"Sei-chan will remember this," Sky muttered, smoothing her skirt and sitting down next to Teio. "Next time, I'll let Trainer experience what it feels like to be handled... thoroughly."