The System Sent Me to Breed an All-Female Amazon Tribe-Chapter 166: Being Seen as a Sex Doll Doesn’t Feel Too Good
"Happy now?" My breath was already getting labored from the tight, wet flesh enveloping me. "I like you too, believe me."
She nodded shyly, a small whimper escaping her as I began to move my hips, slamming my penis into her sweet spots with controlled fervor.
I had studied them during our last session: somewhere to the left side of her insides, if I angled just right and pushed there repeatedly, she’d squirt and tremble in quick successions.
So I did it about four times, each thrust intentional and pressing firmly against that exact spot, and she was already buckling, legs shaking, unable to stand properly.
I had to hold her steady, help her pull her pink panties and black shorts back up with gentle hands, then ease her down to rest against the side of the mushroom cap, where she slumped with a dazed, satisfied expression, cheeks flushed and breathing ragged.
And yes, all the fairies that passed there saw me fucking her.
It’d probably be in the headlines soon, if they have news reporting here at all.
I eventually reached the castle of Titania, but before I did, I found Clay on the way, again—and she demanded that she also gets some cock right then and there, wings buzzing with impatient energy.
"You’re m-my lover! You should churn my insides when I’m pent-up so I won’t cheat!" she declared, voice high and insistent, cheeks flushed that familiar rosy peach as she hovered in front of me, hands on her hips like she was stating an obvious fact of nature.
She sure was getting bold all of a sudden, the shy confession from earlier completely replaced by this possessive, needy demand.
And after some time—after I’d obliged her in a quick, heated session tucked behind yet another massive tree trunk—I was ambushed by Roselyn, who swooped down from above with her golden eyes gleaming and her brown skin glowing faintly in the diffused light.
"Now aren’t you a naughty god-touched, doing public sex with the twins...?" she purred, her voice low and teasing as she circled me once in the air before landing. "And by their report, it seems you view me as a lover? Correction: I’m your wife!"
Before I could even protest or laugh, she forced me to fuck her right there on the streets of Fairylynch, with curious fairies pausing in their flights to watch openly, wings fluttering in interest.
She rode me hard, braid swinging, golden eyes locked on mine the whole time, claiming every inch like she was marking territory in front of an audience.
I’m so gonna paint the papers tomorrow, if the fairies have newspapers at all.
Front page: "New God-Touched Guest Defiles Multiple Fairies in Broad Daylight. Queen’s Castle Next?"
And just twenty minutes ago, Isabelle appeared without a single word—light green hair slightly messy from whatever intense work she’d been doing—didn’t even speak to me, simply pushed me against a vine-covered wall and used my cock as a dildo, grinding down with slow but desperate focus until she shuddered through her orgasm.
"I... needed that..." she finally whispered afterward, voice soft and polite again, cheeks flushed as she straightened her clothes. "My work is pretty arduous, and I needed my lover to cheer me up~"
...I think they’re all excited that they finally got a lover; someone who can give them the full physical experience they’ve mostly skipped in their long lives?
{Master, fairies are not a race that rely on sexual means to reproduce. So copulation is a thing of preference. They must see Master as an ultimate prize.}
[Eh? What does that mean? Then how do they give birth?]
{Fairies who want children gather their magic power into an [Offspring Seed] for an amount of time. And when that seed blooms with a beautiful flower, out comes their baby fairy. But biologically giving birth like mammals is also a possibility. Only immensely rare for fairies.}
Ah, so they normally never have sex then...
Meaning that, I’m like a rare opportunity for them to feel real sexual pleasure or something.
{Affirmative.}
Great.
Being seen as a sex doll doesn’t feel too good, but the girls themselves are adorable.
So let’s forgive them for now.
They’re not using me maliciously; they’re just... enthusiastically discovering something new and addictive with someone they actually care about. I think.
I walked closer to the castle, the massive tree-trunk spires rising higher with every step, pink light pulsing gently along the bark like veins of living magic.
The air grew thicker with that sweet floral scent, and the distant hum of fairy wings and laughter carried on the breeze.
And then I met the dark-eyed one, Tera.
She was standing with some other high-ranking-looking fairies too; petite, elegant figures in flowing dresses and leaf-woven cloaks, wings folded neatly, expressions calm and regal.
And... all of them were a painting of cuteness!
Soft features, shimmering eyes, delicate builds that somehow combined ethereal grace with an almost tangible warmth.
But Tera might kill me if I suddenly hug her; she’s always had that cool, unreadable aura, charcoal eyes flat and watchful.
?!
Ah!!
"You wanted a hug, no?" she said, voice even and emotionless as ever, but there was the tiniest upward curl at the corner of her mouth.
Before I could react, she had suddenly flown straight at me and embraced me tightly—her small breasts under that thin white dress pressing firmly against my torso, arms wrapping around my waist with surprising strength for her size.
She had initiated the hug. Oh, lucky day for me.
But wait! 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎
"How did you...?" I started to ask, genuinely confused how she knew I wanted to cuddle her.
"Oh?" She pulled back just enough to look up at me, her obsidian eyes squinting in that rare, mischievous way that made her look almost playful. "If you think so much out loud like that, any spirit-form would hear you."
Ah, yes.
Kuzunoha had said something similar back when we first met; spirits picking up stray thoughts like radio signals if you weren’t careful shielding them.
