"Killa... Onii-tan... My body... Feels... Hot..."
"Mao-tan.. Ah.. This part of you is swelling so much... Don't worry... Onii-tan will kiss your pain away, 'kay?"
"Ahng..! Onii-tan..! My... My butt feels itchy..! Kira onii-tan, hug me please!"
"Mao-tan... Mao-tan... Your butt... I will scratch the itch away with my Excalibur 'kay?"
And then... I... to Mao-tan...
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"Wuah! Ha... Ha... A dream huh..."
That was right, the hero's daily life started with a wet dream.
The hero, with heavy breath, was clutching on his lively 'son', stroking it to full hardness.
"Gh-... Ah... Ahng..."
(Mao-tan... Mao-tan... Ahn... Ah... In today's dream as well... I didn't get to put my 'son' into Mao-tan's puckering butt! Ah... I want to delve my Excalibur deep into Mao-tan's blossoming bud... Mao-tan.. Mao-tan... Ahn...)
While thinking about doing various obscene things to an innocent 15-year-old, the hero came into his hand.
Today too, the hero was in high spirits.
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The hero started his morning early.
The hero woke up before sunrise and started practising his magic and swordsmanship.
The hero swung his sword 1000 times and chanted a spell but he stopped just before the spell finished to cancel it so he could practice his magic repeatedly without damaging the surrounding area.
Of course, the hero's gallant figure while practising was a sight to behold.
A group of young maidens woke up early in the morning so that they could catch a glimpse of the hero's morning practice.
"Kyaaa!~ Hero-sama's forehead is glistening with sweat, how wonderful!~"
"Sweating in the morning is good for your body. Your complexion becomes clearer and you can have better stamina as well." The hero replied to the group of squealing young maidens.
"Kyaaa~ Hero-sama! How lovely!~" Their eyes became heart-shaped as they stared at the hero's perspiring figure.
"Fu-! Ha! Ha!" The hero once again, resumed his morning practice.
Now then, shall we try to have a look at the hero's mind? The same hero who slayed thousands of monsters, the protector of humanity.
(One Mao-tan! Two Mao-tan! Three Mao-tan! Ah... Mao-tan..! Those plump and small lips..! Mao-tan... I want to put it inside Mao-tan's small mouth... Make it super wet... Super sticky... Ah... Mao-tan..! Ah..! Ahn...! Mao-tan... So more..! Mao-tan..! Ah, I forgot to count.)
Right, that was the hero's usual line of thought. Nothing unusual.
Now that the hero had finished his morning practice, the hero returned to his room to have breakfast with his children.
The hero who had cheat-like abilities prepared some sunny side up with bacon on the skillet and a serving of sandwich.
Then the hero started to eat his breakfast while reading today's newspaper.
"Hey, Pa."
"Yes?"
"Can I have some money?"
"Don't waste it on chocolate." The hero said, handing his child some money.
YOU ARE READING
The Devil's Origin
FantasyWhen I woke up, I became the Demon King!? It's my responsibility as the Demon King to increase the monster population, and the only way to do that is to mate with as many monsters as I can... This is the beginning of my life as a monster-making Demo...
