Became a Crusader of Rice Cakes

Chapter 175

Became a Crusader of Rice Cakes

Lenny, a priest who lacks divine power, seeks his sleeping moment…

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Chapter 175 – The Witch’s Coercion (8)

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“I have no intention of allowing more.”

Saying that, the witch fell into her bathtub.

Her slightly reddish skin her glistened in the bath water, and her luscious buttocks her were halfway above the surface of the water. However, the important parts of the witch only sway under the bath water.

I don’t get tired of watching it I coveted it earlier, but it is a look that arouses carnal lust again.

“Is it still?”

“Oh, ji, I’m going now.”

I stuttered until the end. The witch saw me like that and she only smiled. Feeling a bit pathetic, I took off my clothes and went into the bathtub.

“Whoa…”

A warm yet penetrating feeling. If you stay here, it feels like it will stretch as it is.

This must be no ordinary bath water. To use such luxury in a dungeon? It’s new, but it’s great. The bathtub is also huge.

The bathtub was so huge that ten people could fit in it. It’s big enough to swim if you exaggerate a little.

It seems like you live alone, but such a luxurious bathtub.

But apart from being luxurious, wouldn’t it be uncomfortable to lie down here?

Inside the bathtub, there was a platform to sit on like a public bath, and the witch lay face down on it.

It’s the same as lying face down on the stairs. It’s nice to see those huge breasts squashed, but I think it’ll hurt because they’re angular.

“Oh, witch. Wouldn’t it be uncomfortable if you lay down like that?”

“What do you mean?”

That’s because massage is about applying force downwards. If you lie down like that, I hope you won’t have any heartache…

“Whoa… Are you worried?”

The witch gave a small laugh, then she beckoned to something. OK

“!!!”

A bathtub! Moved!

I couldn’t figure out how to describe this.

The shape of the bathtub changed as it swayed, and changed into a shape that was comfortable for the witch to lie on. A massage bed appeared out of nowhere.

The witch’s violent breasts were not contorted like before, but slightly protruded to the side. The appearance of a witch who looks comfortable as if lying face down on a soft bed.

Oh my gosh. How could this be?! How does marble stretch and loosen like liquid metal?

“Is this okay?”

“Ah yes. Yes.”

I went over to the witch, blinking her eyes.

A witch’s body stretched out in front of me. Her sorceress body was so delicate that it was hard to believe that her violent breasts her were dangling.

I gathered her witch’s hair and let it down in front of her. Then, the nape of the witch’s neck her, which had been warmed by her bath water her, was exposed. Her witch’s skin her, which was so white that it looked rather blue, was dyed vermilion in the light of her bathroom.

Feeling her nape her fetish developing, I put my hand on her witchy shoulder her.

The witch just stays still as if she feels happy when I touch her. It’s a new, but strange reaction. Even our kids, who have crossed their bodies many times, are started when I approach them from behind like this.

“Whoa…”

Even the witch’s shoulders her were soft and pliable.

This is a bit odd As far as I know, the bigger her breasts are, the more her shoulders get together, so her muscles her are stiff.

It’s like that just by looking at Lenny without going far. In Lenny’s case, her chest her is heavy, so if you touch her shoulder her a little hard, you’ll wake up.

However, the witch did not feel the lumpiness peculiar to her big breasts at all.

How could this be?

When I thought so, I got a little goosebumps. Enough magic to change the bathtub while messing around. The ability to luxuriate in dangerous dungeons and even fix the dungeon’s environment.

In addition, she inferred my identity from a few words I said, and even called the goddess outright like a friend next door.

To treat a goddess so rudely in another world is more like disrespect. Even the glass with the most modern sensibility could not go this far.

…What is the true identity of this witch?

“My hand stopped.”

“I’m sorry.”

I focused on the witch’s shoulder again. Then the witch let out a languid breathing sound as if she liked her.

“Ha ha… Ha… That’s quite a useful move…”

“Oh, thank you.”

This time, by slightly activating the body temperature increase and the electric finger, it has a weak physical therapy effect.

The water in her bath was turbulent and I looked down and saw that the witch’s legs were wiggling around. And the witch’s jade-like ass swaying in sync with the movement…

“Haha…”

A. It doesn’t matter what the identity of the witch is. Stop being nice to me

Hearing the witch’s story, there was nothing bad about it. Rather, I wish it could help me. Even when I broke it like that, I didn’t care at all.

If that had happened to me, I would certainly have taken revenge. For example…

Suddenly the witch opened her mouth.

“What were you thinking?”

“Yes?”

“You talked so well before, but now you don’t say anything. What were you thinking?”

Ugh

‘I thought of sexually harassing the witch. ‘

I can’t say…!

I immediately wiped her mouth her.

“I thought the witch was benevolent.”

“Oh my goodness.”

The witch twisted her upper body slightly and looked up at me. Then, huge breasts flowed down the side of the bed and stole my gaze. Oh My God. I can’t stand it!

But the witch just asked questions as if she didn’t care about my condition.

“It’s the first time I’ve heard that. Why did you think that?”

“Uh… Well… That’s it.”

Why are witches benevolent? That’s because the witch’s breasts are big!

But apart from that, the witch’s attitude her was certainly generous.

“Eh, even though it’s a bit funny to do this now. I took the witch’s first one of her, but it was so good that I just listened to her talk to her. Of course, it’s self-defense, but I think I’m a little bit serious, but you say it’s okay…”

“Aha.”

The witch curled the corners of her eyes. Her eyes of her were looking up at me, but her eyes of her were more benevolent than anyone else’s.

“Did that bother you that much? She must have been thinking cute things differently than she does.”

Benevolent I live to hear all these words. The witch muttered that while laughing lightly.

Does she say I’m cute anyway? I’ve never heard anything like that in my life.

And isn’t it quite a big deal to take the first one? She’s a virgin who’s been around for a long time?! She doesn’t know how old the witch is, but she’s probably immeasurable. She’s been chastity for a long time…

“She does n’t find that very cute.”

The witch’s eyes turned cold in an instant. Did I not say anything?!

“Oh, witch. Can you read my mind?!”

“You spill too much.”

After saying that, the witch fell down again.

“Continue with what you are doing.”

“Yes, yes.”

I continued the massage while breaking out in a cold sweat. This witch, for some reason, her touch seems to be greatly improved if age has anything to do with it. Even if I just thought about it, I read it. It’s almost in the realm of mind reading.

The witch was more sensitive to talk of her age than the witch had taken her virgin.

“…”

But to put it the other way around, as long as you don’t talk about your age, it’s okay. Then…

I went over her shoulder and gently stroked the witch’s spine. The witch remained still, even though she could clearly feel her hand her slipping downward.

“Haha…”

As I massaged her waist, her witch’s breathing began to rise a little higher than before. At the same time, the bath water a little more slick.

She lowered her gaze to her buttocks her, and there was clearly something other than bathwater flowing between them. Liquids of different concentrations and viscosities, such as honey submerged in water.

I pulled my hand down a little further.

A small hollow between her spine and hips. When I put my thumb in the place called Venus’ dimple and gently stroked her, the witch’s butt slowly began to lift upwards eagerly.

The witch’s breathing was getting hotter little by little.

Are you sure this is allowed? I said no earlier, but words change depending on the situation. As always!

“Whoa… Whoa…”

He gently stroked her bottom, but the witch remained still. The same goes for squeezing her ass her.

Great.

I spread the witch’s buttocks her and gently caressed the pink wrinkles on her her back her ….

“I’m sure I said no?”

“?!”

Ooh, I can’t move!

Before I knew it, the witch sat up from her seat her. But I couldn’t lift a hand her from her. The witch is playing her wicked trick again!

“Town! Eh?!”

Don’t move your mouth! The witch shut her mouth before I could say anything!

The witch smiled benevolently at me.

“Whoa…. Even though I said that earlier, you’re playing a joke like this. The kid who doesn’t listen to her needs some punishment.”

But I couldn’t hear the witch’s words.

Because the witch’s figure was getting bigger and bigger! No, not just witches. The bathtub, bathroom, bath water, everything except me was getting bigger!

“!!!”

No, this isn’t about growing anything else. I am getting smaller!

The witch only smiled and waved at my astonishment. A mirror appeared out of nowhere at the same time as her witch beckoned. My reflection in the mirror…

‘Are you getting younger?!’

With one gesture of her hand her, the witch made me into a frail child! How benevolent! As expected, this witch is evil and vicious!

“Whoops… I should have listened to you.”

The witch flicked her red tongue while laughing like that.

That day, I had a clear idea of ​​what true inversion was.

“Nugiyiyi!!!!”

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After dawn, until morning, I was tormented by a witch.

I was really picked out of everything. By using hands, feet, hair, the back of the knee, and even some unspeakably horrible objects.

I tried to use my skills to resist, but the witch did some tricks and she even blocked all my skills from her.

Do you block skills? I don’t know how this could be.

But there was something scarier than blocking skills.

Being bullied like that wasn’t bad. No, it was rather fun…

“Don’t be so dazed, sprinkle this around and come.”

“Ah.”

The witch dazed in her drawing room her, she handed out a red potion to me, who was sitting there.

“This…?”

“It’s a scent that unicorns don’t like. You know how to write it, right?”

“Ah yes.”

That, yes

You need something like this to be in the middle of the realm of unicorns… Witches are now non-virgin…

I left the mansion and sprinkled some reagent around. Fortunately, the witch restored me to my original form. Well, if you pull it out like that, you won’t be satisfied.

I turned on the mini map to see if there were any other monsters, but the area around the witch’s hut was very quiet…

“?!”

Why are you guys here?!

The minimap indicated that our children were coming this way…!

Became a Crusader of Rice Cakes

Lenny, a priest who lacks divine power, seeks his sleeping moment…

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