Re: Goblin Slayer

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The sudden change caught up with me at an inopportune moment with my trousers down as I enjoyed my little sister's holes and decided to take a break. She never woke up, by the way, and was in a good mood. She was glowing, drooling over me.

Anyway... I froze like a stumbling block and couldn't move at all. I couldn't even blink an eye, staring at my sister's blissful face.....

The shroud of darkness that surrounded us, like a cocoon, began to slowly retract into my armour, and the sword on my hip, as if it had found its will, took and jumped out of the darkness... Well, so I saw with the edge of my eye, simultaneously feeling a strong thirst for blood and some kind of call....

'Sis! Wake up! Shit, this is no good!' - I called out to the unconscious girl sitting up and writhing on top of me, but she was in a state of neglect and wasn't going to pick up on the other side!

I watched the darkness and heard a metallic scraping behind me. In this case, I tried to summon my familiar to at least see something besides Arinée's happy expression, but nothing came out...

'Fuck...' - I observed the tricks in front of my eyes...

The fencing skill is degenerating...

Attention! Awakening of the soul...

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From the side it looked as follows: the guy sitting with his cock inside the girl froze, and the darkness that enveloped him began to thicken and draw into his armour, immediately changing its shape beyond recognition with a loud rattle of changing metal, and at the same time a dark and thick vapour rose from the armour.

On the other side, not far from the guy where Astoria was now sniffling sweetly, a sword pulsing with a red glow was stuck. Around it was an overwhelming emanation of darkness and desire and a sweet call for one person.

And this person had just woken up, although it would seem - not far away there was a terrible scraping of metal, from which not only the girls would wake up, but the whole forest would pay attention to it! But it was quiet - one skill safely played into the hands of the guy, because the moans and squelching vulgar sounds a minute earlier still did not wake the girls, and they continued to sleep, not realising what was really happening now!

- M-mech? - Startled, Astoria woke up and stared at the pulsing sword a few centimetres from her face. Just a little more and it could be inside her!

Such a thought startled her, but she quickly forgot it, staring mesmerised at the skilful sword before her eyes. There was a strange and secret desire to possess it, as if fate itself favoured her to possess it!

A lingering fog appeared in her mind, and Astoria's eyes glazed over. Never before had she experienced such a thing, and the sweet call offered a girl's most cherished possession!

'If he is mine, Arien-sama will not leave me...' - the thoughts themselves guided the girl for a choice, and she reached for the sword without question, sweetly calling to her.

Snatch! - The hilt settled into her hand as if it had been a hilt, and a strange power rushed over her, giving her a great feeling of omnipotence and... lust!

Astoria shuddered with the first violent orgasm of her life and moaned through her lips. Every cell in her body sang and her groin burned with the unbridled fire of desire! A stream of clear liquid flowed between her thighs, completely wetting her short shorts, and the tight top fell off her voluminous, jiggling breasts, which increased in size right before her eyes!

- Astoria squirmed from the pleasant exhaustion, grabbing her breast and twisting her erect nipple as the other reached for her crotch to quench the heat and fill the void.

Right in front of her sleeping friends, Astoria began to grind uncontrollably between her legs - twirling her clit with two fingers, playing with her pussy with the others, and at the same time she grasped her nipple with her teeth and sucked on it to muffle her moans and bring herself to a second unrestrained orgasm.

But the orgasm didn't come no matter how much she played with her pussy, and the emptiness and desire to fill it drove her mind into an obsessive frenzy! And looking for something to fill it with, she looked around....

'Ah... Arien-sama! Where are you...' - with a fraction of resentment she found no one to quench her thirst for cock, just then her lust-obsessed gaze fell on the hilt of the sword... 'I want... to fill the void... but... ah... I... I... I... Pendragon... but... I want...'

'The attractive hilt... though thin, will fill my womb... yes... it will help... give the sword... my virginity.... Hee hee hee hee hee...I want it hard' Astoria grabbed what she wanted as another shudder ran through her and a second violent orgasm overtook her!

Astoria's eyes rolled back, her face flushed a soft pink, her tongue fell out and saliva flowed down her voluminous and gorgeous breasts, her mouth emitted a small cloud of steam after each languid sigh, and she was convulsing and thrashing about in her shorts, which were completely soaked with her juices.

No doubt she looked like a slut in heat, with a very slutty expression on her face, and her posture, half crouched with her legs spread apart, would have turned any male's head. But for Arien's benefit, there are none in the neighbourhood.

A noble girl, trained in manners from childhood, though a former aristocrat, was now a common girl who wanted a cock or a hard fight, in other words, to release all that energy in the right direction!

The sword in her hands was fuelling her energy and giving her bliss, but she couldn't spend it in an instant and she was losing her mind more and more, slipping into the abyss of desire. Her thoughts were completely clouded by unbridled lust, and her hands itched to tear her hymen and reach a third orgasm, but instead she let out a silent, muffled scream and convulsed.

'Somewhere off to the side, the dark fog disappeared, revealing a guy stunned by what he'd seen.'

Overflowing with burning energy, something in her began to change and it was by no means a painless process. The process of metamorphosis had begun.

Astoria was between a hammer and an anvil, something that was going to make her a very dangerous creature... She was still in a state of prostration and didn't realise what was going on, as she arched again.

*Bam* - the impact and her golden hair went slightly pale at the soundless scream. Lust replaced pain and moisture began to run down her cheeks.

*Bam* - the milky cream coloured skin turned pale and flattened.

*Bam* - her organs whimpered unpleasantly and her body itched uncontrollably. The girl's will was under serious pressure and only the remnants of her former lust kept her from breaking.

*Bam* - this time the pain subsided a little. Astoria felt an unprecedented lightness and freedom, as if the past pain had never happened, and with it a dark and soft fog enveloped her... Like a soft cloud, it wrapped her in its embrace, reminding Astoria of her childhood.

But no sooner had she drifted off into her childhood than an extraneous female voice echoed in her head.

'The time has come! I am the awakened one! The scabbard is unworthy!' - the cold, bone-chilling childish voice commanded as it lifted her to her feet.

Astoria's heavy eyelids fluttered open and she stood up on shaky legs, and the mist that surrounded her slowly began to fade, revealing to the observer a full matte black armour with red veins, flanked by a dress with a large neckline in the front, revealing the exposed skin near her thighs, as well as her large breasts. The tightly constricting 'bandage' hid only the pink nipples, everything else was clearly visible to prying eyes. The ridiculous part of the armour exposed too many 'dangerous' places to hit.

- W-what? W-who... you? - After examining herself, she said hoarsely like-ever wanting to quench a strong thirst.

'I am you, only the other and the scabbard is your master, but he is not worthy of HIM!' - in raised tones, a little hysterically, a voice in her head sang out, and her gaze, controlled by the other, turned towards

- 'Arien...herself...' the words came out through her teeth, and the grip on her sword trembled, intending to rush into the 'scabbard' to the hilt!

- Happy awakening? It's you, isn't it, Astoria?

'The scabbard... unworthy! Defeat! Give up control!'

- Be... te...' her teeth gritted, her eyes twitching as her control over her body grew weaker and weaker.