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EP.97 With the Queen – Date – 4 

“We’ve arrived.” 

I stepped out of the carriage and looked at the building in front of us. 

At a glance, it looked like an ordinary place you’d walk past, but here it was a secret shop known only to those in the know. 

“Is this… the… shop?” 

Rania, still blushing, sat with her legs pressed together. 

Just thinking about the semen still leaking inside her beneath her clothes sent a thrilling shiver down my spine. 

“It may look shabby on the outside, but the stuff inside is pretty good. You can look forward to it.” 

I took Rania’s hand and led her into the shop. 

Right at the entrance, an old woman sat at the counter, surrounded by countless display cases. 

The wrinkled old lady didn’t even glance at us, just kept reading her book. 

There was no welcoming greeting. 

People who came here just wanted to quietly buy something special. 

The owner knew this and never interfered except during a purchase. 

“Let’s go up to the second floor and look around.” 

“Ah… okay…” 

We went up the stairs, and the second floor was much larger than the first, with explicit products on display. 

From items for masturbation to erotic costumes, a variety of goods were neatly arranged, each with an instruction sheet. 

“Is there anything you like?” 

“I… I’m not sure.” 

Unfamiliar with such shops, Rania just stuck close to me, showing no interest in anything. 

“Well, it can’t be helped. Since it’s a gift, I’ll pick something you’ll like myself.” 

I pulled Rania close. 

Anyone seeing us would think we were lovers sharing a secret moment. 

Even if someone did see us, the artifact would hide our identities. 

“This one looks good.” 

In the display case was something like stickers for nipples. 

As expected for a shop like this, the description made it clear it wasn’t an ordinary item. 

[Tentacle Nipple Cover] 

This product is made of tentacles. When attached to a woman’s nipples, the tentacles awaken and become active. 

They absorb mana to stay active and provide pleasure. 

While attached, the breasts become more sensitive, and removing them brings intense pleasure, so take them off only when alone. 

“Let’s try it on.” 

I slid aside the green cloth covering her chest, revealing her beautiful pink areolas and nipples. 

Though there was no one else on the second floor, Rania looked at me in surprise at having her chest exposed. 

“H-here?” 

“There’s no one around, and it’s better than going to a fitting room just for this little thing. Besides, your outfit is so revealing, it’s easy.” 

“But…” 

While Rania hesitated, I pressed the red sticker to her nipple. 

Even without adhesive, the awakened tentacles clung to her pink nipples and areola, instantly sticking tight. 

“Ah…! Haa…” 

“This is much quicker. Looks like you like it—so we should buy it.” 

Her green eyes were slowly clouding with pleasure. 

Rania’s lips let out rough breaths and sweet moans. 

“Haa… hnn…! Th-this… it’s clinging to my nipples… haa…” 

“Let’s try another function.” 

I slowly kneaded her soft breast. 

As the description promised, her body trembled, showing just how sensitive her breasts had become. 

“Hnnngh…!! Haa… w-wait… hnnngh…!!” 

Ignoring her plea, I enjoyed the marshmallow-soft feel of her big breasts. 

The more I touched, the more I wanted to knead them roughly. 

“Haaah…! Haa… my whole breast… ahh…! It’s so… sensitive… haa…” 

Her sweet moans echoed softly on the second floor. 

She tried to hold back, knowing a loud sound would reach the first floor, but the stimulation was stronger than expected, and she looked at me with pleading, moist eyes. 

“Now, it’d be a shame to buy only this. Let’s pick another.” 

I let go of her breast, but the tentacles still teased her nipples, leaving her face flushed with pleasure. 

“Haa… haa… yes… hnnngh…” 

“Let’s look around a bit more.” 

I took her hand as she squirmed, and we browsed the second floor. 

She walked awkwardly, one arm over her chest and her legs pressed together, exuding a sultry aura. 

“This one looks pretty good.” 

I picked up a pair of black panties from the display. 

Made of see-through lace, the most important part was left open, as if to highlight a woman’s secret. 

[Panties for Lovers] 

These are women’s panties with reinforced durability magic. 

Recommended as a gift for those who want to see their lover’s erotic side. 

“Haa… hnn… this time… in the… fitting room… haa… ahh…!” 

“We should definitely change into these in the fitting room.” 

I lifted the cloth between her legs. 

Her white panties, soaked and transparent, revealed a slow mix of semen and her own juices trickling out. 

“Hnn… haa… I can’t… hnn… take it anymore… hnnngh…!” 

Apparently, the tentacle’s stimulation was stronger than expected, as Rania clung to me, acting spoiled. 

Her adorable pleas stirred my instincts as a male. 

I’d planned to tease her here and take her at home, but maybe enjoying her right here would be fine. 

“If you want it so much, I guess I have no choice.” 

I grabbed the cloth like a leash and led her to the fitting room. 

Rania followed, exposing her lewd state, and drops of fluid marked her path. 

“This is going to be expensive.” 

I’d heard nobles sometimes had sex in this shop, leaving a tip worth many times a regular inn’s fee for the cleanup, but my surging lust said it was worth it. 

Inside, the first thing I saw was a large mirror. 

Common on Earth, but rare in this world. 

Rania followed me in, and seeing her reflection, a fun idea popped into my head. 

“I’ll dress you. Just look in the mirror and lift your clothes.” 

“Haa…! Haa… w-watch in the mirror…? Haa…!” 

“Yes. I think you’ll like it—seeing yourself.” 

I handed her the cloth, and she lifted it so her wet panties were clearly visible. 

She looked at herself in the mirror, exposing her secrets. 

“Haa… th-this… is this… me right now…?” 

Panties dripping with semen and juices. 

A lewd expression. 

Her hand lifting her clothes. 

Rania was clearly shocked by her own erotic reflection. 

“You look beautiful to me. How do you see yourself?” 

“Hnn…! Haa… I look… happy… hnn…!” 

Realizing how lewd she was, the queen stared at her reflection, entranced. 

“That’s good. Now, watch your pussy closely.” 

I yanked her panties down in one go. 

With the makeshift plug gone, semen poured out of her pussy. 

“Ahhh…” 

Rania watched the semen drip out, unable to look away from her decadent reflection. 

“Can you see well?” 

“Hnn… yes… haa… semen… is dripping from my pussy… haa… hnnngh…!” 

“Now I’ll put your present on.” 

I pulled the black lace panties up her legs. 

With the most important part open, the panties didn’t stop the flow at all, but instead emphasized it. 

“They suit you well.” 

The black lace, in contrast to her white skin, gave off a decadent vibe. 

Her pussy, exposed and leaking semen, looked incredibly lewd. 

“Hnn… yes…♥ haa… thank you… haa…” 

“Now I’ll teach you something you’ll like.” 

“Haa…! W-what…? Hnn…!” 

“I’ll teach you how to masturbate.” 

“Hnn… m-masturbate?” 

“With the mirror right here, I’m sure you’ll love it.” 

Watching herself in the mirror as she pleasured herself—there’s no way a queen with such a lewd body wouldn’t enjoy that. 

Even now, her eyes in the mirror were clouded with lust.