The Adventures of Magical Princess Makina

"Ha ha... I'm tired..."

Worker's cabin, just off the mining site.

A heartfelt voice leaks into that cabin that feels narrow if even just three people go in.

I jump into a slightly dusty bed and put him to sleep, even though I know it can't be.

In the first place, the cabin was the "quarters" of those working in the volcano.

It was set up to counter illegal attempts to steal ore without passing requests from the Alliance (quests) or formal mining applications. Because if we create a situation where there is always someone in this cabin, it will also lead to security.

"... tired... Dear, was..."

And now.

Cortra, who usually sleeps on the upper level of a bunk bed, was the 'lord' of this worker's cabin.

You're supposed to be taking turns, but not trying to stay in the worker's quarters at the foot, but sleeping in this cabin all the time?

He says it's easier for him to be alone, and the other workers "don't want to sleep in such a fucking hot, narrow cabin," as a result of mutual interest.

"Thank you for all your help today, Mr. Cortra. Thanks again tomorrow!

Talk to the ceiling in front of you with a ruffled white short-sleeved shirt and black half pants.

But from Cortra, who should be ahead, resting on a bunk bed, only a very small voice returned the word "yes".

I still don't seem to like talking to others, and being forced is not good.

Besides, I've had dinner and showers, and my tired body wants rest asexually.

(... Speaking of)

If I noticed, I never felt the action of 'horny prints' today. They say this is the only place surrounded by men who are so resilient.

The first day I dig the ore - saving Tet was all I had in mind.

Even after the work was done, the idea of doing something slutty did not arise because of general fatigue. It's a hundred million bucks.

"I didn't know there was such a countermeasure..."

My eyelids gradually fall off.

I didn't know the effect of horny prints that didn't disappear even in purified holy water would make it harder to feel just physical fatigue.

It's really simple, but 'I'm so tired that I don't want to do anything like that' seems to work.

At this rate, we'll work hard tomorrow, and here we'll dig Dex Ore while it's pure and white...... and come up with that much.

With a pleasant sense of fatigue, he fell into a world of sleep.

"Good morning! Today, please!

Day 2.

Greeting the workers who had come to work from the dormitories under the volcano, Makina and Kortra, already ready, were the first to enter the 'magic'.

Even today, he wields a magic prop (Tsuruhashi), trolls out worthless stones, and digs deep into the pit.

Fatigue and impatience accumulate when rest such as hydration is caught, but still the ore you are looking for does not emerge.

"Excuse me, Mr. Cortra"

……

"It's hot on boulders, so can I take my jacket off?

"... go ahead..."

In order to prevent injuries and burns at this mining site, everyone wears durable work clothes with fire resistance processing.

But if you keep wearing it all the time, sweat flows like a waterfall, so most people take off their jackets along the way.

Like the men, Makina unbearably changed her jacket to look like a white short-sleeved shirt.

Exposure to white arms and skin makes some cool.

"Phew..."

Then he grips the tsuruhashi again, digs, digs and digs around.

………………

But Makina hadn't noticed.

By removing the jacket, the exposure increased somewhat.

That its demonic chest, which I don't think is 16 years old, has increased its presence at once.

And every time I waved the tsuruhashi, I was unconscious about the fact that my yummy and chest were shaking.

Because I didn't care about my surrounding eyes because of the harsh work and sense of purpose (Tet Rescue). I couldn't even afford that.

Most importantly, because I felt little gaze from Cortra working with me.

Also today, I finished the work without feeling the pain of my horny prints...

"- Was it no good today ~..."

"… yet, it is possible………"

Following the first day, there was no harvest on the second day either.

Ore and gemstones other than Dex will be excavated, and from the standpoint of Cortra and other workers, it is unlikely that they will leave at all?

But after that, I had to leave it to my luck, so it was also true that I had to keep digging with guts for all this.

…… "Sole," what is it?

"... ahhh..."

He said he was sitting in the lower part of the bed again today in short sleeves and massaging his tired ankles.

Having cleaned up the dishes on the table, Cortra lowered her hips directly to the floor and took out something like a 'stick'.

"... this is... this is also, 'Demon Props'..."

It's like that stick, like the 'slip stick' used with the slip bowl, which has one tip slightly swollen.

I slapped myself on the cheek once with the idea that it was like a male organ - etc.

"Oh, no. Never mind."

According to Cortra's obsessive explanation, the stick seemed to be a 'massager'.

Rounded ore is attached to the tip of the stick and wrapped in the soft skin of the poison frog. It is said that the ore vibrates when magic is poured, just like the Tsuruhashi used by the Makinas.

"... go ahead"

It seems that you should use it.

Receiving the massager handed to me and letting the magic flow - indeed, that magic item began to shake the tip with a blurb.

"Ooh......!

Keep an eye out for the first item you see. I didn't know there was such a way to use it as well as Tsurhashi.

And I'm afraid, if I put a trembling massager on my shoulder in small pieces...

"Hmm...... Huh!? Huh..."

It feels different from sex and so on that I have never experienced before, but it spreads from shoulder to body.

It's like being rubbed on the shoulder at a high speed by a hands-on masseuse.

Unexpectedly, a voice leaked, blushing in embarrassment and returning it.

But that new 'pleasure' fascinated me instantly.

"Awesome......! Uh... Again later, may I borrow...?

"... go ahead..."

Machina and Cortra thus received an alternating massager, which relaxed the accumulated areas of solidified muscles and fatigue with a bullish vibration.

"Ahhh....... that's good - here it is... When I get back to Hot Springs I'll definitely buy it ~..."

………………

Even so, Makina had unconsciously loosened her 'guard'.

Whenever the vibration of the massager is transmitted, both breasts of abundance are puffy and trembling.

What happens if you use it with the right hands and bare feet? What do men think?

But unlike innkeepers and tacts, none of those (...) appeals just came from Cortra.

He was not strongly aware of it as a heterosexual sex, but continued to hit his body with a demonic prop (vibrator) with a hawk and satisfied face.

Day 3.

I continued to work at the mining yard again this morning and into the evening.

Because I got the hang of it, I also dug gems that are supposedly difficult for beginners to mine. Speaking of rarity alone, they say it's worth more than the ore Machina is pursuing.

But the key dex ore doesn't come out.

The doctor said he'd let you keep it for 10 days, but you can't waste a day. All the agony is soliciting.

But there was one big 'change'.

That happened in the dormitory alone, not in the mining work.

……

Late night when the lights were already out.

A night when the heat and humidity made it difficult to sleep and the sleep was shallow.

Makina woke up feeling like some sort of 'strange'.

"... eh. ………………

(What would it be...?

The bunk bed is slightly shaken.

At first I thought it was an earthquake. With the volcano nearby, shaking due to eruptions is not uncommon.

But it wasn't. Cortra's voice leaks slightly from the top of the bed, and apparently only the bed is vibrating into small pieces.

And for a moment. When the shake came to pass - Cortra pulled up her pants, seemed to put a futon on her body, and it became quiet.

(This is...)

But Makina was sensitive to perceptions.

This series of shakes, leaky voices, and - 'stinks' drifting slightly.

(Ugh, shh... Oh no......)

But I guess it's natural for a man to do 'that sort of thing'.

In retrospect, even I have comforted myself next to Tet's sleeping.

Nothing unnatural about being human. If we lived together, it would be inevitable.

(Ma'am, well... Mr. Cortra is also a man...)

It's just that I'm surprised (...).

Cortra, who has heard that women are not good at it and has never shown such 'blah blah', told me -. Those thoughts were stronger.

Conscious of that, I felt the horny marks hurt.

But from the fatigue of the flesh, you don't have the strength to get up.

I ended up spending the night that day and everything...

Day 4.

If you observe Cortra based on what happened last night, it certainly wasn't 'none at all'.

If you take off your work clothes, you'll get out of sight after you've turned a chill.

If you wave the tsuruhashi a little louder and your chest or sides insist, turn back slightly.

Rather than not interested in the female body, it seemed like she was trying (...) to avoid it.

And it also manifested itself as a tendency when he was bickering with other workers during the break.

"Stay with me - Makina! Have you slept in the same cabin as Cortra and done something weird?!?

"Director, there's no such thing as boulders! Because it's that (...) Mr. Cortra, isn't it?

"Yes! Mr. Cortra was polite enough to tell me...! He's a very gentleman...!

"That's right. Seeing as a woman, I can't believe I'm going to attack you right away, like The Rapist of the King's Capital or Omei!

"That's terrible, director. Do I look like the kind of asshole who raped 30 people and got busted in jail?"

"Ha-ha-ha!

………………

Never even try to come in for chatter or lewd talk (lower story), just sharpening the tsuruhashi in the corner.

But whenever such topics came up, whenever the Makina thing came to my attention, I assumed that I would see it in a fashion.

However, there was nothing definitive, and it was decided that it would be about 'I won't put it on the table, but I'm interested', and the work on the fourth day was also completed.

And that night.

Cortra has been repeating the system of getting meals from the workers' quarters at the foot and going to return dishes when she finishes eating.

When I finished returning the dishes for both of us today and all I had to do was sleep, I opened the door to the cabin...

"Ah, welcome back, Mr. Cortra. I always leave it to you to clean up after meals, sorry."

"Huh...!

There. With a thin negligee, there was a look of Makina pushing a massager against her shoulder.

I knew I hadn't brought too many dresses.

Demonic props (vibrators) are also freely used by each other.

However. Cortra's movements stopped for a moment on a camisole with a thoroughly open chest, its most exposed fit ever.

Whenever vibrations are transmitted, the two deflected breasts are puffy and shaky.

Hessos and creases look clear from the thin fabric, just move your feet a little raw, and your shorts look chilly.

"Hmm...... eh. Phew...... I knew it was creepy...... ♥"

Voices leak into the pleasure the massager brings, and the 'smell of a woman' just showered is full of narrow cabins.

But without saying anything, Cortra climbed onto the bunk bed with a sleaze, in a way that was half unbearable.

That's how, for both of us, we celebrated our fourth night.

- Late at night.

Makina woke up with the sound of a gizzard and a bed.

The horny prints shine out. But I don't raise my eyelids.

Hit the back and turn your back on 'The Man Standing by the Bed'.

"... eh. Phew..."

I feel rough breathing. And the sound of rubbing all the crabs.

The horny prints are already responding. But you mustn't lose here. When I was in tact, I let myself be seduced, and as a result, I put my people (Tet) at risk.

So this time, I (...) don't move. If you wake up, like before, you may devour your carnal desires again.

'Makina' in this cabin is asleep from tiredness.

Whatever it is, whatever others do, it is unknowable.

So determined.

"Huh...!

And.

On his back, he said, 'Bullshit, Bullshit'.

Momentum was good and there was a sound of some liquid (...) being fired.

"... hmmm..."

In natural motion, strike a turnaround. The face goes toward the top of the bed, but the eyes do not open.

The man in darkness seemed surprised for a moment, but when he realized that there was no sign of waking up, he exhaled in relief.

But the man seems to have noticed.

of a beautiful girl leaning defenselessly on her back, on a double hill claiming from its negligee.

………………

A man decides his will.

Softly, a big 'shadow' grows.

And a stiff hand that left a slight raw odor gently touched his left chest.

"... n... ♥"

I won't wake up, because right now, I'm asleep.

I haven't lost my horny prints. If you succumb to lust, it's not you, it's the man - the Cortra.

"... eh"

Touché, fu fu fu.

Hands to identify precious gems, as if touching fine vitreous craftsmanship.

Carefully, never wake up - the chest is gently caressed with the touch that conveys such feelings.

Cortra's left hand rubs his chest and his right hand seems to be siggling one of his own.

Breathing that gets rough. Faster masturbation. With that, how to rub it bolder.

Negrije is pulled, and raw breast augmentation (tits) is exposed.

"... is... ♥ ahhh... ♥"

When I'm closing my eyes, I feel the gesture clearer.

The size, the softness, the smoothness, as if to ascertain the dampness of the sweaty skin.

And finger up and down a tightened nipple as if picking a flower or siggling your penis.

I'm about to open my eyes to that pleasure I can give. I want to entrust everything to an instinct that was exasperated by a horny crest.

But still.

No louder than sleeping breath, no limping, just leaving it to Cortra's desire.

"Ku......!

- And.

Once he rubbed his chest hard and pinched his nipples with his fingers and fingers, his desire seemed to be released.

More than a volcanic eruption, in my ear, I'd say, "Birr! Biku...... Huh!" The sound of ejaculation is better heard.

A large amount of semen, hot as that magma, rested on his thighs.

So when I finished "Things," did I get some calm?

Cortra hurried his hands off his chest and wiped away the semen from his thighs, quietly returning to the top of the bed to avoid being noticed.

……♥

Apparently, the 'love liquid' overflowing from the secrets was dark and I didn't realize it in the end.

But with so many horny prints acting, I never got up and asked him out.

I work to save Tet, so I don't do sluts anymore. That determination could still be properly upheld today.

"... hehe ♥"

But...

If you're coming 'from the other side' like you did tonight, I wonder if that's something of force majeure - in the bed covered by the dark night, you had an uninhabited, slutty grin.