Village Head's Debauchery



At those words, Elysia's eyes immediately narrowed, and her initial reaction was to slap his hand away with the back of her right hand.

"Ouch!!" Orion instinctively rubbed his hand, feeling the force behind Elysia's slap.

"You're lucky I didn't break it," Elysia said with a scoff, her anger apparent in her expression. She then tried to stand up once more but winced in pain and landed back on her small buttocks.

Orion, who had sat upright to soothe his slapped hand, observed Elysia's struggling attempt to stand up with a smirk. "Well, it seems you're stuck here with me for the night. I was going to do my best to keep you company, but since it appears you can manage on your own, I'll get some rest for the day. See you in the morning," Orion said with a smile as he laid back on the bed once more, closing his eyes to sleep. 

He muttered, "Good night, Elysia."

Elysia watched him drift off to sleep, her annoyance growing just from looking at his face. 

She turned her head to the side, stretching her hand down to her now-expanded vagina, and couldn't help but frown.

Surely, there had to be a Prismerian  man with a penis large enough to satisfy her newly expanded hole, right? 

The more she dwelled on it, the more she felt a headache creeping in. 

After all, if there were really Prismerian men with a spear as large and thick as Orion's, she would have heard about it from the numerous Prismerion women who had undergone similar expansions and reshaping.

Nevertheless, she subtly stole glances at Orion, who had fallen asleep beside her, deciding it was best to stop overthinking things as her headache intensified. 

Just gazing at the young man resting on the bed, Elysia couldn't deny that she had enjoyed the penetration a little. After all, this was a unique experience for her, and she couldn't help but wonder about Orion's origins and the nature of his village. 

What kind of place produced a man bold enough to impale a woman like her without reservation?

'Are they all crazy and fearless, or is he just an exception?' Elysia couldn't help but ponder once more. She shook her head and let out a sigh at her thoughts. 

Settling down, she lay flat on the bed with her back, deciding to take a little rest. They wouldn't be disturbed, thanks to the Queen's strict orders against any interruptions while she remained in the room.

Elysia only hoped that someone like Princess Crystalia, who didn't particularly respect the Queen's orders, wouldn't barge in and find her lying without any clothing on the bed. She didn't want to have to explain why she had taken advantage of their guest, or worse, why it seemed the other way around.

….

Meanwhile, hidden behind the window curtains where Princess Crystalia had previously hidden, there were five bright orbs of light. Oddly enough, these resembled the same shimmering specks of light that Orion had seen in the garden. 

However, upon closer inspection, one would sense that the radiant brightness emanated from the forms of five miniature humanoid beings—three men and two women. They bore an uncanny resemblance to humans, except for their tiny, elongated ears and bodies no larger than pebbles. 

Their minuscule forms remained hidden to the naked eye, concealed by the intense radiance constantly emanating from them.

These creatures had been tailing Orion, tracking him from the moment he left the garden after placing Saria in one of their trees. Initially, they hadn't detected any irregularities. However, as the heartbeat of a tree began to resound rhythmically throughout the garden, it became impossible for them, or anyone else, to remain oblivious to the strange occurrence.

The multicoloured figures of light suddenly ceased their flight upon realizing that the two subjects they had been observing had both drifted into slumber. 

Exchanging knowing glances, they nodded in unison, seemingly in agreement that it was time to return and relay all they had witnessed to the Princess of the Garden. They could have chosen to linger and glean more information, but their orders had been clear - act swiftly in their investigation.

Thus, they dissipated through the slender gap of the window and descended, their radiant presence illuminating the palace's stony walls for a brief moment as they made their way toward the garden to report the interesting events between Princess Crystalia, the Queen's personal servant, and the stranger.

Now, the only thing left in their mind was how to explain to the Princess how the strange man had pinned down the Queen's personal maid with his big, veiny penis.

….....

Princess Crystalia gently opened the door to her room and stepped inside. 

"Princess Crystalia, you're back," her personal guard exclaimed.

Princess Crystalia nodded in response as she closed the thick crystal door with a "Click."

She observed Flintor, who had quickly risen from the chair he had been using to rest, probably dozing off several times while awaiting her return.

Flintor immediately approached Princess Crystalia and began to inspect her face, arms, and the rest of her body for any injuries she might have sustained while climbing down from the wall.

"You see, I made it out without any injuries," Princess Crystalia remarked with a raised brow as she watched Flintor sigh with relief after thoroughly checking her body. Of course, he didn't examine her thighs, or else he would have noticed the traces of her juices there.

"Good... It's reassuring to see you're safe," Flintor sighed in relief as he turned and made his way back to the chair. He settled into it, eager to finally close his eyes and get some rest. 

He didn't know what had delayed the Princess, but he was aware that morning was approaching rapidly. It was too late for him to return to his room now, so he had resigned himself to taking a nap there in case the Princess decided to undertake any more risky adventures.