Hentai Dragon King

Esty-san’s tails already number six. Except for the chest where Fullru is sitting, Iria’s room is almost completely filled. Fullru also seems interested in the tails and is fidgeting.

Given her position, Rafilia-san would find it hard to ask about matters related to doctrine herself, so I have no choice but to ask.

"Um, Larme-sama. There’s something I’d like to ask."

"Whaat~"

"In this country and the surrounding countries where we are right now, they’re worshipping Larme-sama."

"That’s right~"

"And the church is ruling the human world as the agents of the gods."

"Is that so~"

Is that so?!

You didn’t know?!

At this point the church’s claims are already falling apart.

"Religions like the Larme religion and the Lyuté religion claim they have the right to rule humans and beastmen and the material world, but do they?"

"Eeh~? That’s not true at all~"

"Didn’t you give some kind of oracle to believers a long time ago?"

"Eeh~? I only say things like ’everyone get along~’. There are humans and elves and beastmen here, but aren’t you all getting along~?"

"We’re getting along."

"See~? My teachings are being protected~"

"No, the thing is, some of the kings and the church aren’t protecting them..."

"Is that so~. Then I’ll give an oracle to Rafilia-chan~"

"Eh?"

"Everyone get along~"

"...Yes! Understood."

Momi momi.

Rafilia-san started massaging her breasts with both hands!

"U-Um, Larme-sama?"

"It’s Larme Power injection~. Use it so everyone gets along~"

"Y-Yes! Nn... Ah..."

It only looks like she’s masturbating by playing with her breasts, but something is probably being injected.

"Hey, Lucia. There’s no chance that Lyuté recognizes slavery, right? Can you call Lyuté?"

"There’s no vessel, so I can’t call her."

"I see."

"Because Larme has big breasts she can only possess people with big breasts. Lyuté is a rock-hard musclehead so she can only possess rock-hard muscleheads."

"Aah. I don’t know any rock-hard muscleheads among my acquaintances..."

Gatekeeper È has a firm, muscular body, but it’s more of a slim muscle build than rock-hard.

The muscleheads at the church are the protruding-belly pro-wrestler type of muscleheads, so they’re different.

"If it’s fine to just ask, I’ll go ask Lyuté?"

"Ah. Please."

"Mm. ...I asked. Lyuté has only told humans ’Train and become strong, muscles are justice.’"

"I see."

They’re all rather lenient goddesses.

Are humans the only ones who have a hard time living because of complicated circumstances?

"Ah. The vessel might be reaching its limit soon~. See you later, Rafilia-chan~"

"Y-Yes."

Fu...

Some powerful presence left Rafilia-san’s body. Larme must have returned to the domain of the gods.

Thanks to Larme it has been confirmed that there is no problem at all with creating a beastman kingdom.

However, as a practical matter, there is the danger that church authority will issue attack orders to the armies of the surrounding countries.

Some kind of countermeasure is necessary...

Nn?

There’s a sound outside the door. Has someone come?

Click!

The one who opened the door is the chestnut-haired horse-girl Iferaski.

She seemed surprised that the room is filled with fox tails, but immediately leapt in with tremendous force. Right behind her is also the reed-colored horse-mare Rangju.

What on earth have the two of them come for—

"Ah! So that’s it!"

Previously after Larme possessed her, Rafilia-san sprayed breast milk. Iferaski remembers that, and because she sensed Larme’s presence just now and it disappeared she must have guessed the breast-milk eruption.

Iferaski leapt at Rafilia-san and latched onto her breast over the vestments.

Damn it. I was late.

The left breast is already occupied.

I left Baka, slipped out of the fluffy tails, and jumped toward the right breast—

Gashi!

"Kuh!"

Just before my mouth could touch the nipple I became unable to move.

Iria’s right hand pressed down on my shoulder,

Esty-san’s tail wrapped around my torso,

and a barrier glowing the same gold as Fullru’s eyes blocked my mouth.

Guah.

These guys perfectly coordinated!

"Masaru, what do you intend to do to the priest!"

"Masaru-san, what are you suddenly doing."

"Hmph. So Masaru likes the big ones..."

Damn it. Who is it. Someone covered my eyes. Probably Iria.

"Let go! Damn it! Haa haa..."

"You thoroughly sucked me and Ana yesterday..."

"Hey human. What does that mean. What did Masaru suck?"

"Half-killing!!

This half-killing bastard!!"

Guh

Haa

Haa

Haa

"Masaru-san, what is driving you that far..."

"Sorry. I just wanted a little breast milk."

Churururu...

Gokyu gokyu.

Kuh. Iferaski, you’re drinking while making throat-swallowing sounds.

"Breast milk should be spraying from Rafilia-san’s breasts. Rafilia-san has lost consciousness, but if she recovers consciousness and learns that she’s producing breast milk even though she’s not pregnant she will be shocked. Therefore I need to drink it and erase the traces of the breast milk."

"Um. Masaru-san. I am conscious..."

"Eh?! I see. Because it’s the second time she built up resistance? Or is this the effect of the Larme Power that was injected earlier?! Then, the breast milk?"

"I-It’s not coming out! Please don’t say strange things. Geez..."

"Th-That’s..."

Churururu.

Gokyu gokyu.

No, but I can hear the sound of Iferaski drinking breast milk.

The sound is double. Come to think of it, just earlier behind Iferaski there was also the reed-colored horse-mare Rangju. Could it be that my right breast is being sucked by Rangju?

Damn it, you horse-girls, monopolizing the breasts by yourselves!

Iferaski!

You drank plenty of my semen on the way here, right.

Weren’t you satisfied!

Give the breasts to me!

Churururu.

Gokyu gokyu.

"U-Um, Iferaski-san. Nn... U-Um, everyone. Breast milk isn’t coming out but Iferaski-san and the others won’t let go, so I’ll excuse myself for a moment. Nn... Breast milk really isn’t, ah, nn... coming out... nn... nn..."

Click.

The sound of Rafilia-san leaving can be heard.

Breast milk was coming out, right?

She was clearly letting out voices that felt good from being sucked...

At any rate, thus ended the first session of the executive meeting that later historians would call the Tail Conference.

There were nine people who later took key posts in the beastman kingdom, and each of them participated in the meetings while fluffing fox tails.

The princess’s butts numbered nine, and those people came to be called the Nine-Butt Princesses—

Just kidding.