Half-elves Fall in Love Chapter 702

Published at 29th of June 2022 07:05:46 AM

The change in Lady Swallow continued the next day.

Or someone else entirely.

"... Who's this?"

"You're yourself, aren't you?

Hilda shows her a larger mirror at the inn, and the lady strokes her own face and even looks suspicious.

"I feel like I'm having weird dreams."

It even changes my voice about how rough I was with alcohol and tobacco, and the elements left from the original lady are about slightly auntie smelly hairstyles.

It's something that is seen calmly when you can take complete luxury, a little taller than Aurora. That is higher than most of our female slaves.

By the way, the tallest back length is a lila human body, just like me. A little lower than that Almeida, followed by Sharon, Christie and Aurora.

Beneath it, Fennel and Hilda are more or less the same, with slight differences per Mr. Deane, Luna, Apple, Serene, Sevory and Galatia. Physical sensation because I haven't measured it accurately.

Slightly lower than that feels around Oregano, Marone and Millil. The line makes me feel a little small when I hold it around here. I'm not a female slave, but is Naris around here too?

Cute to Naia to Angelos, Tetes and Beatrice even less, Maia and Emma feeling slightly lower than that. I usually feel small around here.

And Irina, Laurier, the smallest, of course, Jeanne.

Mr. Knoll is about as long as Almeida. The three sisters are more or less Mr. Deane's or Oregano's class below them.

... as for height.

"Is this almost fully healed?

"It feels like you saw it, doesn't it? But I suggest you brush your skin a little more in the Spirit Springs. You're a little suddenly out of shape, and your skin isn't tight, is it?

"I'm rather surprised you haven't become a vironbiron... but people change this far in three days. I'm surprised."

"Heh heh. I won't tolerate Obasan temptation at only 300. Most of all, self-depraved lives will continue to be unproductive If you're not in a curse shape, you won't, but fat people tend to be unhealthy even after you drop them because they're used to living with lack of exercise."

"I didn't tell the merchant I couldn't move by sitting in the store number.... Well, the store is closed now."

"You should take walks around Sitar every day or so. Or maybe dance or martial arts."

"It's too much of an area I haven't touched at all, I don't care what they say..."

I'm just a doctor, Mr. Hilda, around worrying about my life.

But you're amazing Spirit Springs.

Rude, but when I lined up with pigs, I felt like pigs were better for adorable minutes. That lady is now a really normal young picky beauty.

"I wonder if I could make my hair younger. Whatever it takes. That kind of glue up a bit."

When I suggest it, Lady looks sinister.

"That's not what you complain about in older fashion, kid."

"No, you look younger than me, but you don't."

"You suddenly told me to be nice like a little girl. That's Lady Swallow, isn't it?

"Obasan's already fashioned. I can see my little girl just babbling."

"Ko, this... you!

Biki, and the lady with the beautiful face. But Mr. Hilda goes in to stop it.

"Yes, sir. I know you can light it, but you'd better get it right, wouldn't you? Piercing is so young. You can give as much as you like. Aurora and my Deane are going to freak out even the Elf Elder as they fit."

"Please don't let me be with you growing up a princess..."

The Lady's remodeling plan seems to be moving on to the inner phase. What will happen eventually?

But...... I didn't expect that big mom to be in normal cool shape.

"Beautiful, but don't let the image of the previous figure get in the way..."

Looks like you need some more mental training to take your heart out on the flesh of a reborn lady.

Summer polka is the busiest season. Long-distance carriages are tourist and merchant, both of which are the most visited in the year.

As well as the wounded and sick who live in the Spirit Springs, merchants and shepherds, who know the extraordinary efficacy of the Spirit Springs, come on expeditions for this period.

They know very well that snow is the most troublesome thing. In this area of heavy snow, it also starts to fall fast, and it takes more than two weeks to reach the city beyond the child snake (the mountain crossing is particularly tough), so if you stay alert and long enough, it can snow on your autumn return. So I come early in the summer and fully enjoy the Spirit Springs, and in late summer I go back to soaking.

Even today, pedestrians spread many sets of products in the square, and the city is occurring naturally.

It's a strange thing because some of the faces I've seen while shopping there make me feel fun just to find them. Maybe even where I haven't seen it, I'm glad everyone is finding each of them amusing.

"Hey, Azel, Lisel"

"Nha."

"Your husband!

"Don't call me that. In public.... Oh yes. I don't know. I don't want you to look at me like that."

I beg for a pedestrian who stares at me with half an eye.

Let's get off topic quickly.

"Hey, what were you looking at? Stone?"

"Seiken -"

"There's something called Forklore that's been popular lately."

"Heh..."

A slightly clearer, black-green stone, like a three-dimensional six-mang star...... no, if you look closely, you can certainly tell it's soap with its numb gloss and unique aroma.

I admire it when Liselle shows it to me. The soap itself is not even from polka, but it is unique in how it is made and all the colors are beige. The smell isn't this good, and I just cut the shape into squares and it doesn't feel stylish at all.

"Thirty pieces in one."

"You're gonna be fine..."

"As you can see, it's an elaborate substitute. I can't make it cheaper."

The merchant laughs niggardly.

Watch Shiatsu and Soap. Unlike cloudy beige polka, it's a beauty that convinces you for a moment when it comes to gems.

Even if I just decorate it, it seems like it would be a pretty good decor with its scent and appearance.

... Well, a little price would be more agreeable than very cheap for this.

"Okay, I bought it"

"Hey, are you buying sideways, brother? That's the cat and beast lady you were looking at."

"It's a gift. Just wrap it up."

When I declare that, the merchant whistles with Hugh. Azel and Lisel delight in raising their hands innocently.

"I thought I was going to buy it earlier. 'Your husband' is a bit of a hobby, but don't ask me what kind of relationship it is."

"It's not that disturbing. These kids are Celesta's, as you can see. Culture's just a little special."

Refreshing appeal at its best.

It doesn't make much sense just to this merchant where I earned more favor... but no, no, everything is tricky. Let's get our image up straight.

"Look, Liselle.... What do you use it for?

"Laundry"

A merchant stumbles on Liselle who answers instantly.

"Oh, come on, I can't even use it to say that, but I'm not. Look, it's the guy over here."

"Er. Isn't soap what you use for laundry?

"Wash your hands, brush your skin, wash your hair. That's what I like."

"But when it's polka, it's normal to just take a bath."

"Hey."

"... I guess I got the wrong product to bring"

A merchant puts his hand on his forehead and weakens with a toho.

It is true that the spiritual springs are highly effective in beauty as well, and more or less people usually just bathe and become clean.

Polka soap is also used for laundry, and occasionally some people bathe using carry-on soap, like Mr. Hilda, but not to remove dirt, but close to applications that entangle the aroma.

Perhaps demand is low when you think about it.

"... one for laundry. No, two."

"... maido"

Sometimes it's not bad to do laundry or distant items. I'll give it to Azel and Millil.

I've just been hanging out for a few days since I got back, but I'm pretty busy.

Why is it that the children of the residual group are already inviting us?

"Your husband - ♪ All of a sudden, are you free after this?

I can speak to Sevory if I'm having lunch at the tavern.

"I don't have an appointment..."

Then we'll meet right after the seven bells.

Pong, and the keys that are handed to me. … keys.

"Hey, Sevory."

"Please come in first"

…………

I tried to ask you where it was, but on second thought, there are only a few places where you need a key.

And the seven bells say urban style at 2 p.m. It's just hours after the tavern closes at noon. It's the only place near here if Sevory says it's a place I can get to right away.

I mean, the dressing room in the back?

... so I went into the dressing room a little before the bell rang and Cute was just getting dressed.

"Oops."

"What?

Sevory called me, and I didn't ask if I'd mix cutes. I don't think it's much of a concern either, but if you wanted one-on-one, it's pathetic to pop the cutie out, and here it is...

"Sorry, Sevory told me I needed to talk to you... sorry I was getting dressed"

Apologize softly and wait outside. Let's wait for Cute to get dressed and leave.

And I thought, Cute let her face shine.

"Oh, yeah, I'm listening. After I cleaned it all up, Mr. Oregano asked me out, too."

"Oh, really... uh"

"He said I could have them seeded first until then!

Once again I put all the clothes I was about to take off with joy in my basket, and Cute comes over naked and innocent.

If I come to the door, they'll see me from the outside. Check left and right in a hurry. Exactly. No one will bother coming behind the liquor store, but hurry and push Cute in and close the door.

... I can barely see anything without the lights. Did the master's wife thoroughly crush that kind of gap for peep control?

"I need a little light..."

"Nha? Can't you see?

"Yeah."

Does it matter even in the dark because Cute is a cat beast man?

"Don't you have a lamp or something?

"Yeah. I don't have to, 'cause I don't have to, and when Mr. Sevory changes, he'll magic himself."

"Oh... well"

Elves are basically their own magical light if it's dark.

What if it does?

"Would you just open up and fuck me for a second... or outside?

"Nyah, nya..."

Even to the bold suggestion, Cute doesn't make a difference while making a noise that's bashing his ears.

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Well, it's summer, and that's good.... I can't answer what they say it is because it's summer, but it's good because it's summer.

I'm also willing to be told that after a whispering image-up operation, there's no such thing as an ex or child... see, it's summer. It's kind of an adventurous season. nationally.

Let him wear only sandals on the collar naked and let Cute go outside the dressing room.

"Nha... feels like you're doing something that shouldn't be great..."

The litter-haired cat beast girl lets herself turn naked in the summer afternoon sunshine and twirl behind a living-inspired tavern.

Right next to my usual place of work, wearing one of my sandals, naked.

It is not narrow when it comes to the back, it leads to the suburban meadows without anything in particular to block it. If anyone walks through you, there's nothing to hide. When she's 15 years old from midday and she's naked for sex, there's no excuse to be known.

Yet Cute laughs as she blushes.

"... your husband. Do?"

"Eh. A familiar guest might be wandering around."

"Uh heh... that's okay. It's your husband's dedicated female slave."

"Bad boy. I'm gonna have to punish you with my dick."

I take my penis out of my pants, too, and turn around behind the cutie.

Cute, who has the same sandy tail as her hair and sticks her butt up, and mates while breathing just a little shallow, is still excited or quite wet.

Suddenly I think I can stick my dick in it.

"Well... that's too much for a female slave."

"Nyah, Nyah... sorry..."

"But... honesty is a good thing. It's a reward dick for an honest good kid."

I don't have to wonder what you're talking about. But Cute is happy. I can tell by the strength of the butt that sticks up and the feel of a wet meat bottle that accepts and tightens the penis.

Still a young ponytail girl is happy to be framed all over the city in the middle of the day, naked and not once an older dick.

What a treacherous, fallacious thing to do.

I let go of my hand from my little hips and let her shake and rise with just the meat bars I let her swallow, drunk on pleasure and at the same time a shallow sense of conquest.

There, the footsteps approach.

"Nha..."

"Here he comes, Cute.... you'll be seen. Where you're so eager to obey your dick."

"Nah... Ah, embarrassing... Nah..."

I stir in the afternoon raucous sunshine, waving my hips loosely.

Actually, those footsteps would be the Severies. I can't believe the guy who has so much to do with his back so well... no, maybe he is.

What if it was a master or a wife? I'm the one who gets mad, right? Absolutely.

It would be really awkward if one of those kids came and looked at it because of some mistake.

... I got anxious myself by stirring it up, but it was Sevory and Oregano who showed up.

"Ah, we're both bold..."

"Hey, I'm starting first."

"Nha... Nha..."

Instead of Sevory, who turned red in his face and saw it, Oregano enters the dressing room with a sleaze.

"Oh, oregano?

As soon as Sevory was left behind and decent, Oregano came out of the dressing room looking just like Cute, sandals on a naked collar.

"This is the kind of hobby, isn't it?"

"... still, well... fine"

It's hard to say that I actually do bold adultery, so I just went outside because there's no light.

Seboree saw it and swallowed a gook spit...... into the dressing room as she had decided to do, naked sandals in the same way.

"I'm already a pervert."

"This is what Cute and I just tried to do, so we can go inside."

"... Cute is so brave, I can't pull it off."

Sounds like a mouth these two want to enjoy the thrill.

Oregano, who tangles his fingers in front of his chest a little shy, and Sevory, who emphasises his chest with a forward lean with his hands behind his hips so he dares to show them off.

Well, it's the standard chest of an elf, so it's not that big, but that's why it has a delicate taste, isn't it? Above all, the nipples that are erect in the bin look good.

"Wait. Oregano next, then Sevory when it's in the queue."

"Yes... ♪"

"I invited you, but you kept it till the end."

"Oregano lined up first, but I can't ignore him... Cute, it's time to get out... 'cause he's a little bumpy"

"Nyah."

Grabbing the little hips of the cat and girl, she stimulates herself the turtle head with the mouth of the uterus behind the narrow meat cylinder and ejaculates in the compression.

"Ahhh..."

"If you shout too loud, they'll find you..."

With that said, I don't try to pull my dick out of that vagina and enjoy all the long ejaculations in the girl's body.

After satisfying the three of them, I met Horny Brothers with a refreshing face when I was walking to flush them in the hot springs.

"Smythson Ten Chief. It smells crazy."

"Oh, wasn't this smell you?

Goat doubting each other with vegetables. Funny guys.

No, I guess it's true that me and these guys smell crazy. Hard to argue with now.

"I mean, why do you look so satisfied, you guys? Blue Sky Scroll Nee."

"I didn't have that idea"

"That's Smythson. Ten men."

"You're not."

"No, we met some great wannabes recently."

"Hey Shota, that's good..."

Two people who feel it.

"Oh, Shota?

"... well, with privacy in mind, I will lay low for details"

"Likewise"

"Hey you guys, you really shouldn't be peeking, you're not peeking"

I still hear excuses because the hot springs have become somewhat of a tradition, but I can't complain if they just slap me out of the polka if I do a peek in the house around there too.

"No, it's a general public condition"

"Well, eventually, I pulled it out with Mr. Aeri."

"You guys."

How about an airline that lets you pull it out with dignity? I mean, you're still walking away in a fit like you can pull out. We need to be careful.

... No, I can't say it strongly today either.

"Country is good, buddy."

"Okay... this isn't going to happen in the city."

"What did you guys really see?"

I've been a little concerned, but I didn't end up wearing it and being taught.

... I wonder if Aeri would know.

(cont 'd)

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