The Devil’s Origin

Dry Adds

When I sensed that there was a dry ad at a place called Moonlight, I rode Alec down to the lake.

When I broke up with Aleci, who said he was hanging around the area appropriately, and headed to the abyss on its side, there was only one great tree there.

"There's got to be some dry adds around here..."

< < Dry Adds are LV80. I'm sensing magic.

I can't even look around and see the demon.

Who is it?

That's when I was asked in my head by magic.

"I am the Demon King."

(Demon King... Huh! Oh, have this day... I've been waiting for this day!)

Then a beautiful boy with long jade hair with a veve appeared from among the great trees.

Fifteen or six around the time of year? A stretchy limb trying to be a youth from a boy. Ice blue eyes bordered by long lashes are beautiful and unexpectedly overlooked.

"Oh... Demon King... The Demon King of this world is so small..."

The boy who emerged from the great tree had his lower body still swallowed by the great tree.

"My name is Dry. Demon King, your absolute obedience."

"Thank goodness. Could it be... that big tree is who you are?

"Yes. This tree is me. I don't have any legs to wear this, so please excuse me."

Dry bows his head like he's really sorry.

"There used to be dry ads all over the abyss of this fountain, but the clan was destroyed by brave men 300 years ago, and now I'm the only one left"

"Well... I've come to rebuild your clan. Hold me and I'll give birth to your clan."

"That's... Huh! Is that true? Yeah, it's been worth the wait the last 300 years."

Dry smiled really happy, stretching a branch from that great tree and trying to touch me.

"Demon King, may I touch you?"

When I nod, Dry gently invites me with branches in such a way as to be afraid.

I took off my clothes quickly and it suited me dry.

Then a large number of branches come out of the great tree and lift me up to wrap me gently.

That looks like a cradle and feels a little good.

"Thank you, Demon King. Really, really, I've been waiting for this."

Beautifully the boy reached for my cheek when he grinned, slowly mouthing.

A gentle kiss that just touches your lips.

It was me bewildered by the differences I've had with my opponents before, but that gentle tone felt really good.

Dry soaks many branches with lake water and caresses my body gently.

Thin breasts, hips, thighs... is Dry really trying to make me feel better about this body, repeatedly caressing and mouthing gently.

"Dry, you can hurt a little bit. Whatever you want."

"Demon King... thank you for your concern. I feel like I'm going up to heaven just to touch you."

I adore the way you dye your cheeks inadvertently.

A thin branch touches my anus like it's horrible.

I could feel any branch untying the entrance, but I accepted the caress with a tenderness of dryness.

"Huh."

When his voice leaks into the branches that come in as they slip, Dry deepens his mouth so that he can forgive him.

The branches that have gotten in begin to unplug slowly to get used to the inside.

Dry, who is holding my body gently, is also starting to get a little cheerful about picking up pleasure from the branches.

"Demon King...... thank you. I can't give you anything back."

"Dry, I'm the Demon King. As the Demon King, it's not bitter to do anything for my precious Demon Clan."

Is it because gentle dry is the other guy, I didn't usually hate the act of crying out that much either.

"Heh heh... you are really sweet"

A branch slowly through the sphincter is increased by two or three.

I was usually distracted by all the acts, and thus never spoke to the demons in peace.

The conversation with Dry is calm, gentle and more comfortable than I've ever felt before.

When the branches fall off, they are pulled out.

"I'm sorry, Demon King. It might hurt a little."

If you say that you are sorry about the dryness, the genitals of a rare dry ad as thick as a lukened tentacle are plugged into your anus.

"Knock."

It did suffer a little to accept that with mass. However, when I saw the drying that seemed equally painful, I tried to put up with the groaning.

Wet and massive tentacles mow the rectum.

"Demon King... Gentle Demon King... I'm sorry... I can't give you back anything..."

"I care... don't... eh. You will... reproduce... to help me... and... to help you when you're done..."

You don't have to worry, you just have to exist because you want me to be useful. You just have to lead the children hatched from the eggs.

Yes, it was when I laughed and did it.

From Dry's eyes, the tears came down zero.

"I'm sorry...... the dry ad males... when intercourse is over they wither away. Kind Demon King... I want to give you to Demon King, not a clan. I wanted to do something for you."

wither...?

I was just beginning to like the gentle dry.

Will he disappear like that?

"Well, then, when this mating is over, you..."

"It is the survival of only one member of the clan. I knew this day would come one day. But I can't believe the Demon King was so small, so sweet, so sweet... it's not a shame he disappeared. But I'm sad that I can't repay you anything."

Contrary to the increased intensity of the genitalia that cringe through the body, the caress given by Dry's body increases the quietness.

Dry disappears. Should we stop mating? But then his clan will be alone with him forever.

"Not yet... bless the soul of this man, the Holy Spirit, who dwells in the trees."

Dry bodies glow and the magic of protection is chanted.

"Well, dry."

At that time, the dry body began to melt.

Dry gently causes my lid to close.

"Look, it's not pleasant… all I can do is this little magic… May the moon keep an eye on you, even if it's hidden in the sun"

The hand touching the lid also melts.

"Dry... I will surely give birth to your clan and protect you. As the Demon King, I swear."

"Don't cry, Demon King... you are truly gentle... not only as Demon King, but also that your soul has no protection..."

A cold splash runs through your body.

When I opened my eyes there was... there was a dead great tree just lying there.

At the root of the dead great tree, a small twin leaves of emerald colour swayed in the light of the moon.

Until now, I've been flushed and mated.

Because, as the system says, it's a way to increase the Demons.

What is this?

With the exception of the dry ads that are now dwelling in his belly, his clan has perished.

What the hell did he do that was so sweet?

Dryad was a serene clan.

Why should such a clan be destroyed?

As the Demon King, I really had to think about what it meant to protect the Demons... and stood there with dripping tears.

System, how many dried eggs were generated?

< < Your level has increased by 5 for mating with dry ads. We have the protection of the unique species Magic Moon and the protection of the Wood Spirit. Thirty dried eggs have been formed. > >

The first dry you gently mated with me.

I made a strong vow that I would have to protect those children, rubbing their bellies.