Demon Lord Management Sim Game

Since I still didn't get any meaningful feedback, I decided to do the main thing right away. I opened her legs, inserting mine into her femininity.

And when I moved my hips, I felt something strange. Yes, I did feel the usual pleasure, but at the same time, there was something else.

The inner wall of her private part is like massaging my thing.

"Sorry." Ayre looked at me, still with her signature blank expression. "I never found any reference to the behavior of the inside of a vagina. So, I decided to get my own interpretation."

"It's okay." Over time, I have loved this. My manhood has been spoiled by her private part. "The important thing is, you really enjoyed it, right?"

"Yes, very."

I continued to move my hips with lust. The longer I did it, the more intense the pleasure I felt. The shapeshifter general's genitals felt tighter wrapped around my stuff, and the massage that was given was getting stronger.

"Damn." I squeezed her breasts hard to provide better stimulation for her and me. "Turns out I missed something extraordinary."

She still didn't respond. Her eyes even just stared at the ceiling. It really is like having sex with a doll. However, I don't think about it anymore, even though this feels one way.

The pleasure given to her is very different.

"You are amazing, Ayre," I growled because of the ecstatic feeling that coursed through the nerves in every inch of my body. "I want more!"

The movements I made now were more intense than I had ever done. Ayre's femininity can totally match mine. As if the two were fated to merge.

I kept doing that for quite a while without ever reaching a climax. I just don't want to stop. And even though she doesn't show it, I'm sure Ayre also thinks the same.

"It's almost morning, my lord," Ayre muttered. "Although I really like this, you have something else to do, right?"

I looked out the window and noticed the sun was already shining through the curtains.

Holy shit. I felt like I had been doing this for a very long time, but I didn't expect it to be almost eight hours already.

One thing I just realized. Sweat had filled Ayre's body even more than mine, even though I was the only one actively doing this.

This is a sign she really felt what I did to her.

"Brace yourself, Ayre." I hold that woman's waist. "We will end this with a bang."

I doubled the intensity of my hip movement, even to the point of making her body shake, even though her expression was still blank.

And finally, I feel the climax. The tip of my male shaft shoots out a warm liquid that is probably many times the amount it usually sprays.

"Excellent, Ayre. I never even…."

My words were cut off by a strong spray of liquid from her crotch. Those things hit my face and all over my body.

I'm used to seeing women squirts, but I have never seen anything like this.

"Sorry." Finally, even though her expression was still like that, her face turned bright red. "I can't control it."

I laughed, running my fingers through my wet hair. "You really are something else, Ayre. But that's okay."

"I swear to you, my lord." She straightened her body. "I will never be with another man. Only you in my heart."

And I know that Ayre means it, despite the fact she had to wait for me for such a long time. Now she really is mine.

While holding her chin with two fingers, I sneered. "I will never forgive you if you are with someone else, Ayre."

She brought her lips closer to mine again. We kissed, and she hugged me tightly, not caring that I was soaked.

And once again, I could feel her tears, this time not just once.

"You are the greatest among others, Ayre," I whispered after our lips parted. "I hope that you can hold on before meeting me again."

She closed her eyes, and I wiped away her tears.

"I am honored to hear you say that, my lord." Her voice started to become hoarse.

***

After tidying up the room, we went to Darren's shop with Faye. I did ask to perform a ritual there so that I could meet Ayre in the future right away.

While Faye was drawing the magic circle, Darren kept glancing at Ayre, who now looked like Zhoal, with brown hair and all.

"What's wrong, Darren?" Ayre stared back at the blacksmith while changing her form back to normal.

That man shook his head. "No…. It's just too weird, Ayre."

"Now, my name is Zhoal." The shapeshifter general changed her form again.

"And you're really going to live here, Faye?" The blacksmith's gaze fell on a pile of her belongings in the corner of the room.

The witch made one final scratch on the floor, then put her hands on her hips as she faced Darren. "We've talked about this, right?"

"Whatever." The man sighed.

"I have to go." I tapped Ayre's shoulders.

She displayed a wide smile, no longer using a blank expression. I know she did that for her new role as Zhoal.

"Farewell, my lord."

Then, we kissed again.

"As expected, you two are lovers!" Darren chuckled hard.

I moved to the center of the magic circle. Then, Faye performed an incantation spell. It took quite a while for the magic circle to emit a yellow light.

As Zhoal did back then, Faye stabbed the Mythril knife into the circle. Then, with the help of Ayre, she moved the fairy's corpse, which had been wrapped in a white cloth, to my feet.

And finally, that witch sprinkles giganpoppy extract.

"T-this is amazing." She gasped as the light from the magic circle grew brighter. "I didn't expect magic like this to actually exist!"

Darren lined the witch. "It's not going to explode, is it? I won't forgive me if my shop gets destroyed."

Ayre used her original form again, smiling faintly at me. I can't imagine the sadness she felt. Soon I will see her again, but it will take forever for her.

"I will carry out your orders well, my lord." She widened her smile.

I did give her some quests. One of them is finding a cure for Phisovia. Five hundred years is an extremely long time to do all that.

"Once again, thank you, Ayre. See you again," I whispered, just as the yellow light from the magic circle grew brighter.