Chapter 31: Let’s Have Our Wedding Again - 2
As Reina took Isabelle’s measurements, she found a wedding dress that suited her.
In the process, the two of them ended up making physical contact...
"Hehe, your skin is so smooth."
"Sister Reina?"
"It’s okay. We’re both women, after all.♥"
Reina indulged her private desires to the fullest in the process.
"Hngh, even your body scent smells wonderful, Isabelle."
"Huhhh?!"
Having unleashed her true nature through Ian, Reina had decided not to hide it any longer.
And now, at her side, was a woman who loved the same man she did.
Was it because of that shared bond?
Reina felt a deeper affection for Isabelle than she did for the nuns she lived alongside.
So much so that Isabelle felt like a real little sister to her.
"Let’s get along well. You’re Ian’s first wife, and I’m Ian’s first cock sleeve."
"What is a cock sleeve?"
"Huh? You don’t know what a cock sleeve is?"
"I’ve never heard of it before."
"You know what a cock is, right?"
"No, I’ve never heard that word either."
"Kyaaaah—aaagh!!!"
"S-Sister?"
Was this how an undead felt while being melted away by a purification miracle?
At Isabelle’s innocent question, Reina felt as though her filthy lust was being wiped away.
I want to corrupt her.♥
Of course, that feeling lasted only a moment.
Just as people feel compelled to step on pristine white snow, Reina wanted to turn Isabelle—who had been raised innocently in bed all her life, knowing nothing—into a cock sleeve for Ian.
"Isabelle, I’ll teach you about cock sleeves."
"Is it something important to Ian?"
"It’s extremely important. Just as a husband needs his wife’s support, a man needs a cock sleeve."
"I see. I-I’ve never heard anything like that before."
Most of Isabelle’s knowledge consisted only of the narrow things Adelia had told her. To Isabelle, the knowledge Reina was imparting was incredibly stimulating.
"Sister, could I become Ian’s cock sleeve too?"
"Of course you can. As your cock-sleeve senior, I’ll teach you."
Isabelle answered while clenching both fists.
"Please teach me!"
"Hehe. From now on, call me Senior instead of Sister."
"Yes, Senior!"
At the word senior, the corners of Reina’s mouth curled upward.
"First, I’ll tell you about cock sleeves."
Reina went, "Ahem!" then continued her explanation while gesturing with both hands.
"You know what a sword is, right?"
"Yes, I’ve seen Ian wearing one."
"A sword has a sheath to hold it. A cock is the same way."
Reina formed a circle with one hand, then repeatedly slid the index and middle fingers of her other hand in and out of that circle.
"This circle is us, the cock sleeves, and this is Ian’s cock."
"Senior, what exactly is a cock?"
"Hehe, what do you think it is? You should know, Isabelle."
Reina kept repeating the act of thrusting her index and middle fingers into the circle, a lewd smile on her face.
After staring at her for a long while, Isabelle finally realized what a cock meant.
"D-Don’t tell me..."
"Hehe, that’s right."
"Eeeek?!"
At Reina’s answer, Isabelle screamed, her face turning red.
Being so innocent, she had no immunity to such obscene conversation. As a result, all the embarrassment fell squarely on her.
"W-Why are you teaching me something like that?"
"So I can make you a cock sleeve like me."
At Isabelle’s question, Reina gripped her shoulders and explained seriously.
"Every man has a lewd desire inside him to make women into cock sleeves. They want to stain a woman with their own color, and they want a woman who will eagerly take all of their desires."
"I-Is that so?"
"That’s right. From what I can see, Ian is behaving so modestly in front of you."
"W-Why? I’m Ian’s wife."
"I told you earlier: mutual respect! He wants to cherish you because he loves you. That’s why he’s hiding his desires."
Explaining in an impassioned voice, Reina took Isabelle’s hand this time.
"That’s exactly when the wife needs to approach her husband first."
"...If I become his cock sleeve first, Ian will show me his desires too?"
"As expected of you—you learn one thing and understand ten. That’s exactly it! A good wife takes the initiative and becomes her husband’s cock sleeve."
"Ooh...?"
Isabelle was persuaded by Reina’s words.
She had some doubts, but innocent Isabelle took Reina’s words at face value.
After all, Isabelle also felt a certain closeness toward Reina, since they both loved the same man.
"Senior, how can I become Ian’s cock sleeve?"
"Hehe, I’ll teach you slowly."
Isabelle burned with determination to become a cock sleeve.
Of course, it was not easy.
Reina was an even more lewd woman than Isabelle had imagined.
In the end, Reina was the only one having fun.
. . .
After speaking with Vanessa about the Ceremony of Light, I headed straight to the dressing room where Isabelle and Reina were.
Perhaps there were no other weddings scheduled in the village, because there were no other nuns in the dressing room.
Reina isn’t doing anything weird just because there’s no one around, is she?
I entered the dressing room with that concern in mind, only for Reina to suddenly pop out.
"Ta-da!"
"You startled me."
"You don’t look startled at all."
True to my Mentality of 161, my lukewarm reaction made Reina complain with a note of dissatisfaction.
"But where’s Isabelle?"
"Hehe, I prepared something for you."
"What is this all of a sudden?"
"Look at this!"
Reina pulled back the curtain behind her, revealing Isabelle inside.
"Huh?"
My brain stopped for a moment.
Isabelle was wearing a pure white wedding dress.
Looking as though she had never been touched by the world’s grime, she was more beautiful and lovable than anything.
"H-Honey."
Perhaps she was still embarrassed to be wearing a wedding dress, because Isabelle’s face was red too.
Then she made a circle with her fingers in front of her mouth and licked her lips while looking at me.
"???"
My thoughts froze once more.
Seeing Isabelle shyly making a sex appeal toward me, I could no longer maintain my reason.
"That’s it! Our junior is doing so well."
Reina cheered from beside her.
Only then did I realize this was Reina’s doing.
"Reina?"
"Eek?!"
"What did you do to another man’s wife?!"
"Ian?! It hurts! It hurts worse than when my hymen tore!"
"I meant for it to hurt!"
I pressed my knuckles hard into Reina’s temple.
The dreaded knuckle grind.
True to its reputation as an effective technique for unruly children, Reina immediately surrendered.
"Waaah, I worked so hard to prepare it for you."
"Stop doing pointless things."
"My, my. Despite what you say, this part of you seems to like it."
Reina looked down at my swollen crotch as she spoke.
Sure enough, my cock had gotten hard from Isabelle’s sex appeal.
Having a huge cock is inconvenient for this reason.
The cock enlarged by the Big-Dick Herb was impossible to conceal once it got hard.
On top of that, my Vitality had risen to a hero-class level, leaving me bursting with vigor.
Enough that I instantly reacted to getting turned on by my wife.
"Hehe, I’m glad you like it, Honey."
Isabelle was delighted by the sight of my erection.
A wife who was happy to see her husband hard.
It’s driving me fucking crazy.
At the same time, I was worried.
I could not let Reina taint someone as innocent as a blank white canvas.
"Ian, you were just having improper thoughts, weren’t you?"
"Reina, did you use a mind-reading technique?"
"I know how, but I don’t use it often. It gives me a headache."
"Then how did you know what I was thinking?"
"I can tell what you’re thinking just by looking at your expression. Maybe this is the power of steadfast love?"
"..."
"Don’t look at me like that. You’re making me blush."
Her face reddening, Reina wrapped her arms around my waist.
"Ian, no other nuns will come here for a while. What do you say?"
Reina tempted me in a sweet voice.
"I don’t think it would be bad to rehearse the wedding ceremony in advance."
I could see what Reina was after.
Wedding dresses were rentals by default.
They were expensive, and had to be returned once the wedding was over.
So if we were going to enjoy it, we had to enjoy it now.
"You just want to do it yourself."
"That’s right. But you’re turned on too, aren’t you?"
"I am."
"I’ll take that as permission."
Reina pulled down my pants.
My cock sprang out like a coiled spring.
"My.♥ You must have had a hard time holding it in."
"Whose fault do you think that is?"
"Hehe, I’ll officiate the wedding now."
Reina looked at Isabelle and spoke.
"Isabelle, please come in front of the cock."
"Okay."
Perhaps she had already discussed it with Reina, because Isabelle naturally knelt down in front of me.
Still, her ears were red as well, apparently embarrassed by the situation.
"Now, we shall begin the bride’s cock-sleeve initiation ceremony."
The development was already dizzying, but Reina calmly continued officiating.
"As proof that the bride will become a cock sleeve, please give the cock a kiss of oath."
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