Tmkoc Sex Stories Chapter 173: The Thief Is First-Class, But The Pussy Is Third-Class (5)
Chapter 173: The Thief Is First-Class, But The Pussy Is Third-Class (5)
Chapter 173: The Thief Is First-Class, But The Pussy Is Third-Class (5)
“Sniff~! I can smell a concentrated scent of Chloe here.”
As soon as he entered the room, Phantom took a deep breath, causing Chloe to bite her lip hard.
‘He, he, he’s really not in his right mind!’
Given their first meeting was already all wrong, she didn’t expect a romance at the level of her grandparents.
But even so, shouldn’t he show some manners in front of a woman he’s about to be intimate with?
However, this man was only faithful to his own desires.
“But while the smell is nice, the room is more lived-in than I expected.”
“Eek!”
At Phantom’s sudden comment, Chloe’s face turned red.
To put it nicely, it was full of life, but as he said, Chloe’s room was littered with trash and piles of laundry.
“I, I’m not always like this... I’ve been too busy to clean recently...”
While speaking, Chloe frowned.
‘Why am I making excuses to a rapist!’
Losing her purity was already unfair enough; there was no need to make excuses here.
‘...Yeah, I’m losing my purity today... to a man whose face I don’t even know... whose name I don’t know...’
Suppressing the sudden surge of emptiness in her heart, Chloe sighed and said,
“...Wait. Then I’ll go wash up.”
“Let’s just do it like this.”
“What? What do you mean? Are you worried I might run away?”
“No, it’s not that. I just like Chloe’s scent. It would be a shame if it washed away.”
Shudder-!
Chloe shivered with a creepy feeling.
‘Aaah!! Why has he been going on about smells since earlier!’
The more Phantom spoke, the deeper the darkness seemed.
He was a man with power so profound that even Chloe couldn’t gauge its depth.
If a man with such power had his sexual preferences so twisted, it was hard to imagine how many women he might have raped.
“Don’t you like it?”
“....”
Of course, she didn’t like it!... But saying that to a man with a rape fetish would only lead to him applying some absurd phonetic rule like ‘Don’t like it’ → ‘Please like it’ → ‘Do you like it?’
“Never mind. Just do whatever.”
Thud─
Chloe, in her workout clothes, sat down on the bed.
The most resistance she could offer was to not please him.
By suppressing her physical reactions as much as possible, she would make him lose interest by thinking she was ‘uninteresting.’
Then, Phantom took something out of his pocket and placed it on the desk.
“What are you doing now?”
“I’m setting up a camera.”
“What? A... camera? Why?”
Despite Chloe’s wide-eyed question, Phantom didn’t answer and adjusted the angle of the camera he’d placed on the desk.
“Hmm, this should do. Now, Chloe, look at the camera and say your name and age.”
“Why, why should I do that...?”
“Because you keep calling it rape. It’s a scary world out there. I need evidence that we’re having consensual sex.”
“Ugh...!!”
It was a mistake to try to reason with a madman.
Conversely, for beastkin accustomed to the pleasure of heat, regular sexual activities yield only about 1/10 of that pleasure.
Of course, as indicated by the absence of ears and tail outside of heat, Chloe, being a ‘hybrid,’ had less sensitivity during heat and more during regular times compared to pure beastkin, but...
Even so, the pleasure from her recent heat was so immense that she had stayed in her room all day, masturbating.
Thus! There was no way she could lose a ‘climax contest’ now that she wasn’t in heat!
“Good job. Shall we start then?”
Swoosh─
“Sniff...!”
Right after the interview, Phantom immediately pulled down his pants, and Chloe reflexively inhaled.
“...Eh?♥”
Even Chloe herself didn’t understand what was happening.
She just felt as if a needle had pierced her scalp, and her back straightened.
Simultaneously, her salivary glands rapidly increased saliva production, her blood vessels expanded, and her heart rate increased.
Above all, her hidden fox ears seemed to want to pop out, making her scalp tingle.
Thump- Thump- Thump-
...Yes. Just like the onset of heat.
‘What, what?! Why am I like this!!♥’
While Chloe was confused by the sudden change in her body, this was an entirely natural physiological reaction.
What were pheromones, after all?
Simply put, they were chemical substances that triggered sexual attraction.
But just as different people had different tastes in food, even the same pheromone might be repulsive to one person and very appealing to another.
When two people who perfectly match each other’s pheromones meet, people often talk about ‘the red thread of fate’ or ‘soulmates.’
Sniff-! Sniff-!
The same was true for Ian.
From the moment he first met Chloe, his obsession with ‘scent’ was not just because of a fetish but because of the intense, unique pheromones of beastkin he was experiencing for the first time.
Having been trained by meeting many women, Ian’s instincts had already realized at first sight!
That Chloe Robellia was the perfect female to bear his children!
Thump-! Thump-! Thump-!
‘Wh, why... why am I like this!!’
Chloe was equally entranced by the pheromones.
The pheromones emanating from Ian’s penis, known colloquially as ‘Cock-aine,’ forcibly stimulated her breeding instinct.
Chloe’s eyes and sense of smell were fixated on the area between Ian’s legs, unable to look away.
Gulp-
Though her mind knew she should resist, her lower abdomen heated up.
“Haah...♥”
In the end, unable to bear the heat, Chloe exhaled a long breath.
Twitch-!
Reacting to that lewd moan, Ian’s penis became even more erect, pushing through his underwear.
‘No... no!!... If it comes out now...!♥’
Thump-!
Ian’s penis, pushing through his underwear, was emitting ‘Cock-aine’ potent enough to blow away Chloe’s reason in an instant.
‘Sexmatingsexmatingsexmatingsexmating...!!!’
The heat cycle she had experienced so far felt like child’s play compared to the violent heat cycle that started now, causing Chloe’s fox ears to pop out with a “boing.”