A sharp jolt ran through my body, freezing me in pce. My breath hitched, and my fingers dug into the damp earth beneath me.

  "No. No, this wasn’t supposed to happen."

  I know this would happen one day, but it's not even been a week since I'm in this world. I'm not ready yet for this. I pressed a trembling hand to my stomach, feeling the faint warmth pulsing beneath my skin. It was subtle, but unmistakable—the telltale sign that something had taken root inside me. My heart pounded like a war drum as realization settled in. I hadn't absorbed all of it. Some of his seed had reached my eggs.

  "I was pregnant."

  For a moment, panic seized me. I wasn't ready. When I was first raped by that pig, I always fear the potency that I would be pregnant with his disgusting gene, his disgusting child. I needed time—to gather my composure, I remember how I drank a lot of birth control pills like a mad women after that incident. I was relief that she made me infertile that time. But now... now my own body was forcing me into a reality I hadn’t prepared for, reminding me of my old trauma.

  I clenched my teeth.

  No!!

  I refuse to fall apart over this! Remember Echidna, remember that you have been prepared for situation like this ever since you accepted his offer.

  Taking a deep breath, I forced my body to rex, rolling my shoulders to shake off the tension. What was done was done. I was a succubus now, and this was part of who I was. If I let panic control me, I’d be no better than prey. And I refused to be prey ever again.

  Exhaling slowly, I focused on the energy flowing through my body, shaping it with my will. The magic responded instantly, swirling like invisible threads around me. Within moments, a dark robe materialized over my body, wrapping around me like a second skin. It was simple but effective—enough to conceal myself without fully hiding what y beneath.

  Not that I minded. I had changed in more ways than one.

  Running my fingers along the fabric, I smirked to myself before turning toward the distant lights of the town. Whatever awaited me there, I would handle it. I had no other choice.

  And if I had to use my body to carve my path forward... so be it.

  In The Town Entrance

  I approached the towering gates, my robe billowing slightly in the evening breeze. Two guards stood watch, their expressions bored—until their eyes nded on me. Their gazes lingered just a second too long.

  "Good. That made things easier."

  One of them, a man with sharp eyes and a well-maintained sword at his hip, straightened as I neared. “Halt. Name and identification card.”

  I put on my best distressed look, furrowing my brow and pouting slightly. “Oh no... This is so embarrassing,” I murmured, pressing a hand to my chest as if flustered. “My wallet’s lock broke on the way here. All my documents are inside, but I can’t open it without a proper lockpick.” I let out a soft, frustrated sigh, shifting my weight just enough to draw attention to the curve of my waist beneath my robe.

  The second guard, a younger man, scratched the back of his neck. “That’s… unfortunate,” he said, sounding unsure.

  I tilted my head, letting a small, sheepish smile curl my lips. “Would you be kind enough to let me borrow one? I heard there should be some in the guardhouse. I wouldn’t want to cause trouble at the gate over something so silly.”

  The sharp-eyed guard hesitated. “We don’t usually hand out tools to—”

  I let out a melodious giggle, leaning in just slightly. “Oh, I promise I’m not asking for charity. I can pay you back in ways far more... gratifying.” My voice dipped into a sultry whisper, and I caught the way his breath hitched.

  "Hook. Line. Sinker."

  The second guard swallowed hard. “Uh… Well, I guess taking her to the office wouldn’t hurt?”

  The first guard’s jaw tightened, but I could already see the decision forming in his eyes. “Fine. Follow me.”

  Inside the GuardhouseThe room was dimly lit, the scent of parchment and metal filling the space. As the door shut behind us, I let my fingers trail absently along the desk, pretending to inspect the surroundings while subtly closing the distance between us.

  The guard pulled open a drawer, fishing out a lockpick set. “Here. Just be quick about it.”

  I didn’t take it. Instead, I turned to him with a slow, knowing smile. “You’ve been so helpful,” I purred, stepping closer. “I should repay you, don’t you think?”

  His grip on the lockpicks tightened. “That’s… not necessary.”

  I took another step, then another, until the heat of his body was close enough to feel. “Oh, but I insist,” I whispered, sliding my hands up to the edges of my robe. With a slow, deliberate motion, I let it slip open, revealing the bikini hugging my curves.

  His breath caught.

  I tilted my head, biting my lip pyfully. “How about we make a little trade?” My voice was velvet, smooth and rich, weaving around him like a spell. “You let me in, give me enough to rent a cozy little room, and in return… I make your night unforgettable.”

  He exhaled sharply, eyes flickering between my face and my body, torn between duty and desire. But I already knew which side would win, my pheromone and beautiful appearance are irresistible combo.

  “Fine,” he muttered, reaching into his coin pouch. “Just—just make it quick.”

  I smiled, victorious. “Oh, I always do.”

  I push him to the bed on the room, I suppose that this man is not a virgin, but a woman wearing nothing but underwear under a robe must be a new experience to him. I crawl on the bed, removing his pants. His erected cock was impatient, waiting to be swallowed by me. I put my vagina right onto his stick, just some inch away from entering.

  "Come on, put it already. Or my friend will get suspicious." The guard's face was red, he was exposed to my pheromone for too long. His cock also on the verge of release it's liquid.

  "Oh, you impatient man. I just want to give you a nice experience as a thanks." I bring my face closer to his face, I could feel his breath there, it's screaming I want to fuck this bitch badly.

  I grope my left breast and lean it closer to his face, "But first, why don't you have a little snack, and a pillow." I grope my right breast to and py with my nipple. The man's mouth and tongue reach for my left breast, his mouth kiss my chest and his tongue py with my nipple. My right breast was used as a pillow for his cheek, a pillow that he constantly grope and have it's nipple pyed with.

  His cock is at it's limit now, "Alright then, time for the harvest." Since I'm currently pregnant, I use my ass instead to swallow the stick.

  His seed was release inside my ass, sticky liquid filled my inside.

  But disappointingly, he lose stamina after just that.

  "He he, seems like you're a bit tired today sir." I just give him a teasing ugh.

  "Please, just take the money and enter the town." The man's breath was deep, he's definitely not gonna make it to round 2 even if I gave him a blowjob. I pull my ass from her limp cock, put my underwear and robe back, and left. "Thank you for your kindness good sir."

  Entering the Town

  The clink of coins in my palm felt heavier than it should have, but I wasn’t about to compin. I pulled my robe back around me, securing it loosely before stepping out of the guardhouse. The night air was crisp, carrying the scent of burning wood and distant spices from the marketpce.

  The town was bustling despite the te hour, a mix of merchants, travelers, and locals weaving through the streets. My lips curled slightly. It had been a long time since I walked freely among people like this—since I wasn’t just some possession locked away.

  I slid the pouch of coins into the folds of my robe, striding forward with confidence. My hips swayed slightly, not by accident. Even beneath the fabric, I could feel the heat of lingering stares on me.

  "Good. Let them look. Let them want. It only made things easier."

  A glint of gold caught my eye, drawing me toward a small jewelry stall. The delicate chains and gemstone rings reminded me of a past life—when my hands bore rings of accomplishment, not chains of submission.

  My fingers brushed over a pendant, its polished surface reflecting the light. Once, I had been someone important. Respected. The pride of my family. A model student. The kind of girl people admired.

  Now? A Slut and craver for sex.

  "Why must thing go this way?"

  My stomach suddenly tensed, a deep pressure forming at its core. A low, almost inaudible growl vibrated through me. My breath hitched, a sharp gasp slipping from my lips before I could stop it. Heat flooded my body, warmth pooling in pces it shouldn’t.

  I bit my lip, eyes darting around. Not here. Not now.

  The sensation pulsed again, a shiver of pleasure cing through it. My womb was reacting. Infting. Preparing.

  I swallowed down the moan threatening to escape and turned swiftly, walking away from the stall before anyone could notice my flustered state.

  The streets blurred as I moved, my mind racing. I needed to get somewhere private—fast.