Chapter 77: Beastkin Incontinence Festival

"Alright, we’re heading to the Lalm Church, so please follow me. Anyone here who has religious objections?"

I asked the dog girls, but nobody raised any issues. The elf didn’t object either, and since the capybara beastkin already had the precedent of "Kemololi," they should be fine.

And so, I set off for the church with Iferasuki, the elf, five dog girls, and ten capybara beastkin in tow. Two former slave macho men who had nowhere else to go also tagged along.

I already felt bad for imposing on Rafilia-san, but I’d have to ask her for help again.

Under the moonlight, we formed a long procession, winding through the alleys. The capybara beastkin kept stopping at their own pace or wandering into side paths, which made things difficult, but we gradually drew closer to the church. Thankfully, the dog girls had sharp noses, so even if a capybara girl wandered off in the dark, we could quickly find her again.

The elf, who had been quietly letting me carry her, suddenly grew restless the moment we turned the final corner leading to the church.

"H-hey, human..."

"Hm? What’s wrong?"

When I looked closely, the elf had gone deathly pale and was trembling violently.

I stopped, wondering what was happening, and sensed restless movement from behind as well.

Turning around, I saw the five dog girls huddled together, all of them panting heavily — haa haa.

Don’t tell me they were poisoned like Kemololi was?

If so, I’ll expand their urethras anytime!

...No, wait. The elf girl had already been peeing earlier...

The capybara beastkin and the two macho guys seemed completely fine.

The elf’s face was ashen, cold sweat beading on her forehead.

"T-this... is just a normal church, right...?"

"Yeah. What about it?"

"I’m warning you. Turn back right now. If you go inside, you’ll die."

"Huh?"

This wasn’t normal fear. Her long elf ears were drooping limply.

...This reaction looks familiar.

The elf and dog girls, who had excellent crisis detection and heightened senses, were terrified, while the slower-reacting capybara beastkin and macho men remained calm.

Iferasuki was also fidgeting, though she seemed calmer than the others.

Ah, right. Because Lucia is here...

The elf finally started crying, but still forced her voice out with determination.

"H-human! Hurry up and turn back! You might be too dull to understand, but there’s a colossal monster lurking inside. It’s skillfully suppressing its power. I can’t believe it... That I, an elf, didn’t notice until we got this close..."

"The elf is right... Let’s turn back... quickly...!"

The Golden Retriever dog girl’s voice was also shaking.

"Umm... There’s a Dragon God inside, but she’s not scary, so it’s fine."

"A Dragon God?! One of the gods specialized in combat?! Why is a Dragon God in a Lalm Church?!"

"Well, when you ask why... They were chatting like best friends, so I figured they were buddies."

"Wh-what’s with that tone, like you’re acquaintances with a god?!"

"Acquaintances? We’re way beyond that."

I’ve been inside the Dragon God’s vagina, expanded her asshole, and had her praise my dick, after all.

"Why is a mere human on friendly terms with gods?! Just what are you?!"

"Just a normal human who arrived in this city completely naked..."

I’m a very ordinary, healthy man who gets hard just from touching the elf’s slender, cool body while carrying her in a princess hold.

"Look, the capybaras aren’t scared, right? Lucia the Dragon God isn’t scary."

"They’re just slow-witted!"

"Are you imagining some huge, burly guy because she’s a Dragon God? Lucia’s actually a petite girl about your size."

"Appearance doesn’t matter! She’s a god?!"

"Yeah, yeah."

I started walking again and stopped in front of the cathedral doors. My hands were full, so I couldn’t open them. Plus, it was nighttime — they might be locked.

I couldn’t shout too loudly at night, so I called out softly.

"Hey~ Lucia. Open up."

Rafilia-san was probably in the inner room and wouldn’t hear, and Kemololi was too short to reach the lock. Calling Lucia, who would definitely hear even a quiet voice, was the reasonable choice.

"Mhm."

Click.

As expected of a god. The moment I called, she must have short-range warped — the door opened inward.

"Good, you weren’t asleep yet."

"Mhm. I was waiting for lots of Kemololi to come."

"Ah... ah... Wh-what is this...? So cute! But scary! Ah... ahhh..."

Thump.

The elf’s head lolled, and her whole body went limp. She had lost consciousness.

Jorororororororororoaaaaaaa...

From behind came the sound of five people wetting themselves at once.

Lately I’ve heard so much incontinence that I instantly recognized this as five separate streams. Amazing. If there was an Incontinence Hearing Certification Test, I’d want to take it. Five dog girls wetting themselves. Nice work, Iferasuki — looks like you held it.

Wait, hold on.

Jororororo... chororo... jorororoaaaaaaa...

...There was Iferasuki’s sound too.

The pressure in her bladder was lower after the release she had in the underground prison earlier, so her stream was weaker. The distinctive sound of urine flowing from her high urethra, soaking into the cloth wrapped around her waist before overflowing downward. There’s no way I would mistake Iferasuki’s incontinence sound after hearing it so many times.

So one of the dog girls managed to hold it?

Thinking that, I turned around. The older Golden Retriever dog girl hadn’t wet herself.

Yes!

It felt like the satisfaction of getting a big question right on a self-graded test.

The ones who had wet themselves were the other four dog girls and Iferasuki. All five were on their backs in absolute submission pose — arms and legs in the air, bellies exposed. The Golden Retriever wasn’t in that pose; instead, she was in a dogeza-like "down" position. Her tail was curled tightly, and her butt was trembling.

If Lucia knew they all peed themselves the moment she appeared, she’d be sad.

Alright.

"Everyone was locked up in the underground prison and couldn’t use the toilet. They must’ve reached their limit."

I told a gentle lie, but Lucia wasn’t listening.

"So many Kemololi!"

Lucia seemed to have noticed the capybara-type beastkin. She dove into the group and hugged two of them.

"Fluffy and bristly. They smell like beasts!"

She looked delighted. She buried her face between two capybara girls, rubbing her cheeks left and right while shaking her head.

Seeing this, the other capybara beastkin thought it was some kind of hugging game and started crowding around Lucia one by one. In the blink of an eye, Lucia was completely buried under a mountain of capybaras. One lone capybara stood a little distance away, staring blankly at the pile.