Lewd Dungeon Master: This Orc Is Too Damn OP!-Chapter 281: Six Stars

The long kiss finally ended. My jaw was tingling and my tongue felt like it was about to fall off, but I endured it all.

A kiss that lasted for hours. I’d practiced kissing from every possible angle, and all the venom had completely drained from Forneus’s eyes.

’It’s time.’

No more practice was needed, but I had to keep Forneus from coming to her senses.

Thump, thump, thump!

"!!!!"

Sure enough, there was a reaction. Forneus thrashed around like a fish fresh out of water, her body trembling. The seed that had been planted would bear fruit, and five minutes before being reborn as an egg, the ’labor pains’ would begin.

"Unghiiit!!"

Forneus let out a weird scream and threw her head back. Seeing my chance, I dropped to my knees.

"The reason I’m kneeling is!!"

"Stop, kyahk!"

Thud!

Forneus fell flat on her back. Her entire back must be stinging, and I quickly grabbed Forneus’s arms that had been gripping my shoulders.

Crack!

"Kugh?!"

My shoulder burned. Forneus instinctively dug her nails into my shoulder. Whether the skin on my shoulder was being torn off or not, I pulled Forneus’s wrists with all my strength.

Riiip!

Flesh tore away. Red blood spurted, and my vision turned red. I wanted nothing more than to pay back this pain right then and there.

’Hold it in, Grimfang Shek.’

I deliberately talked to myself to keep my head clear. If I resorted to violence now, everything would be ruined, and besides, beating up a pregnant woman would be insane.

"Hehe, yeah. Just think of it as labor pains."

"Ahhh, ahhhhh!!"

Forneus screamed in agony. No, she screamed in ecstasy. Solomon had automatically converted the pain of childbirth into pleasure and orgasm, and she was loving every second of it.

Gulp, gulp!

’Damn it, I can’t cum anymore.’

Who knew her pussy would be moving this intensely before giving birth. I was shocked by how her vagina squeezed and released rhythmically, like some kind of machine.

"This is too damn good, shit!"

The stimulation was so intense, I thought it might turn a guy with endurance into a quick-shooter, and a quick-shooter into a goddamn Gatling gun.

’What happens if I cum while it’s coming out?!’

Even if it is an egg, wouldn’t it be disgusting if the first thing greeting it as it entered the world wasn’t air but sticky semen? I had no choice. I had to make a decision.

’I’ll receive it.’

I had to receive it myself. I didn’t pull out and held on till the end.

"Pull, pull out! It’s coming out now...!"

Forneus’s voice had completely broken. Her small belly bulged out, constantly moving up and down as her body prepared to expel the fully ripened fruit inside.

’Here it comes.’

Being inside, I could instinctively tell. The gates that wouldn’t open no matter how much I pounded were now opening themselves.

[Sowing: Plant seeds. The harvest time varies greatly.]

[Sowing Target: Forneus ★★★★☆]

[Expected time: 3 seconds.]

’It’s really coming!’

The moment the system countdown started, Forneus’s belly began to writhe violently. The vaginal walls that had been squeezing me tightly just moments ago transformed into a jelly-like texture.

Sssshhhh.

I felt a fresh sensation at the tip of my glans. Maybe this is what giant flying fish roe would feel like. I slowly pulled my hips back.

Slosh, slosh.

Following the guidance of my glans, the egg quickly slipped out of her vagina. As if the egg knew that following me instead of staying inside Forneus was the way to survive, it came out faster than normal speed.

"Ah, the egg must...!"

Forneus’s eyes rolled back. As the whites and pupils flipped, the summoning circle began to sparkle.

Groooow---!!

"This is fucking crazy!"

The Altar of Sacrifice, where subordinates were offered as sacrifices, hung upside down from the ceiling of the summoning circle. I hastily pulled my dick out of Forneus and pressed down on her belly to grab the egg.

"Uooooo!!"

I squeezed out every last bit of strength to grab the egg. The moment her restraints came undone, Forneus lunged at me.

"Get lost!"

She’d given birth to the egg, so she wasn’t a pregnant woman anymore. I mercilessly lifted my foot and kicked Forneus in the face.

"Kyaaaah!!"

Even with her nose bone crunching and breaking, Forneus tried to swing her claws at me—at the egg cradled in my arms. I hugged the egg tight and put all my strength into my foot.

"You’re worse than a beast!"

"Khup, hheuhup!"

Forneus had lost her mind. Her rolled-back pupils, or what I assumed were pupils, stared precisely at the egg in my arms.

"My experience points, give me my experience points--!"

"Shut up!"

I lifted my leg high.

"This is my daughter, you psycho!!"

With all my heart and full force, I stomped on Forneus’s chest. The imprint of my foot stamped clearly on Forneus’s solar plexus, and she fell backward with her mouth hanging open.

"Kugh!"

I staggered backward with difficulty. I lost my balance and fell on my ass. She wasn’t completely stupid—at the last moment she’d swung her claws to attack, and because of that, my ankle was nearly half severed.

’I can’t escape like this.’

I’d have to fight standing on one foot. And I still had to protect the egg. I wondered if I’d been too greedy.

’Should I end it here?’

70% of the mana I’d claimed through the quest. Even if I died, the experience points I’d gained so far wouldn’t disappear.

"But I can’t die to Forneus!!"

Even if this is an illusion, this egg is my daughter. No matter what kind of being she’s born as, this egg is my flesh and blood, born from my seed.

The moment I died, this egg would die with me. I desperately prayed that Forneus lying on the ground had passed out.

"Kugh."

Blood gushed from my ankle, but my regeneration had gotten stronger too. Even if the bleeding stopped early, it would take at least several hours of staying still for the ankle to heal.

Tremble, tremble.

Forneus’s body began to shake. Then she got up in a grotesque position. The solar plexus where I’d stomped was swollen bright red.

"Kugh, kugheugh."

Forneus groaned and lifted her head. Then she opened her mouth wide and grinned savagely.

"Kihahahaha!!"

Flash! Silver light burst from Forneus. I hastily covered my eyes and protected the egg with my arms.

Gogogogogo.

Silver mist began to fill the surroundings. I focused my eyes and watched the summoning circle beyond the mist.

"Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me."

"Kheh, hehehehe."

There stood a giant monster over 3 meters tall. The snake-like monster with its entire body gleaming silver was flashing its fins. A rotting corpse smell wafted from its gaping maw, and bits of flesh were stuck between its triangular teeth.

"Fuck, so I fucked and kissed a man-eating hairtail?"

Suddenly everything felt disgusting. I never dreamed she’d be a beast that transformed into a human.

"Fuck, fuck. Should’ve listened when they said never bring home strays."

"Kyaaaaaaah!!"

Forneus opened her maw wide, top and bottom. I thought it was a hairtail but it was more like an anaconda, and I steadied my breathing.

’I’m sorry, daughter.’

May you be reborn someday from another woman’s body. Before Forneus could approach, I raised my voice.

"Solomon Big Di-"

Thwaaack!!

Something struck Forneus’s philtrum. Forneus froze in the position of trying to swallow me whole. The thing that saved my life was a well-honed axe.

"Huh...?"

"Sorry I’m late, brother."

An orc with a familiar voice kicked Forneus’s philtrum and pulled out the axe. He reached out his hand to me, and I grabbed it and pulled myself up.

"I’ll support you. Hold on tight."

"Can you catch that thing while supporting me?"

"Hoot."

He, Brug, gave a thumbs up and pulled out the club tied to his waist.

"Should I just beat it until it passes out?"

"...Yeah."

Who the hell taught Brug to talk like that?

***

Forneus passed out. The axe to the philtrum seemed to have done critical damage, and Brug and I moved Forneus’s massive body aside and tied her up tight on the ground.

And I’d completed one of my additional missions.

[Additional Mission]

1). Bring down the iron mace of fury upon ’all’ the foolish monsters who disrespected you as a half-breed.

[Mission Success Reward: Level + 1 (Additional 10% mana absorption)]

[Mission Success!]

2). Completely subjugate Forneus, the source of your trauma.

[Mission Success Reward: Level + 1 (Additional 10% mana absorption)]

3). Defeat ##.

[Mission Success Reward: Level + 1 (Additional 10% mana absorption)]

I’d already risen to level 85 through mission completion.

And I’d completed one condition: number 1. I’d killed exactly 74%, yet the mission was complete.

"Brug."

"What is it, brother?"

"Did you kill the rest?"

"It seemed like that’s what brother wanted?"

Of course it was Brug. When I wondered who else besides me could kill all the remaining forces in the dungeon, of course it was Brug. I’d noticed from the moment he arrived covered in blood.

"Anyway, thanks. I’m up to level 86 now."

"...Brother really isn’t brother after all."

"Pretty much."

"Still, brother is brother. Good to see you."

Brug reached out to me without understanding anything, purely on instinct. I shook hands with Brug. His hands were still thick.

"I’m not sure how things work here, but thanks for everything. For always helping me."

"I could get stronger thanks to brother, so I should repay the favor."

"Well, that training method? Screw it. That thing doesn’t give any experience points. Damn it."

In the end, the only one who could get stronger with that training method was a bald guy. Both Brug and I had built muscle through strength training, but what fundamentally made us stronger was the orc body and countless real battles.

"Actually, doing the horizontal tango makes you stronger easier and faster."

"I’m not particularly interested in that."

"What, you still a virgin?"

"That’s not it. It’s just that sex causes muscle loss...."

Who turned Brug into a gym rat? It was me.

"...Hey, sex is exercise too. Think of all the calories you burn."

"Calories... that’s like energy, right? Anyway, in terms of physical activity it’s the same as exercise, but that... protein comes out, doesn’t it."

I seemed to have stuffed Brug with quite a lot of knowledge. Since continuing this topic would put me at a disadvantage, I changed the subject.

"That thing really can’t move anymore, right?"

"Of course."

We looked at Forneus secured to the ground. The silver hairtail tied up with stakes and rope was still unconscious with her eyes closed.

"Fuck, no wonder it was so chewy."

"What do you mean?"

"Just rambling. Ahem."

I wanted to be alone, but where would Brug go? I felt disgusted with myself.

’No, wait. I ate Amdusias too. What’s the problem?’

Gremory would laugh her ass off if she heard. Here I was feeling disgusted about being with a hairtail, when I’d impregnated a super special 6-star beauty, the dungeon master ranked 30th, far above her.

"Right. But I didn’t actually fuck that hairtail anyway."

"It’s a sea dragon though."

"It looks like a silver hairtail, so whatever."

Maybe because I’d been through such a huge shock, my words weren’t coming out nicely. I’d thought Forneus was just a humanoid demon, but if I’d known she was this silver hairtail, I at least wouldn’t have kissed her.

"Ugh, forget it. At least it felt good. Brug, have you ever seen a dungeon master hatch an egg?"

"Never. Are you going to show me now?"

"Of course."

I placed the egg on top of the summoning circle. Fortunately, Forneus’s dungeon summoning circle was responding to me too.

"...A green hairtail might pop out, but I said what I said, so I have to do it."

I deliberately didn’t check the hatching list from Sowing. If I talked about Forneus being a good mother and then discarded a daughter just because she was born low-grade, it was obvious how others would judge me later.

’I have to take responsibility for my own kid.’

I placed Forneus’s egg on the summoning circle.

"Brug, shout it out, gacha!"

"Gacha?"

"Gacha!"

"Gacha!"

The ritual was performed. The egg started shooting out rainbow colors from the start, then gradually began scattering silver light.

Sssshhhh----

"Whoa. Brug, cover your eyes."

"Already covered."

My mouth went dry at the sight of the silver-haired beauty before me. Her see-through dress seemed to be shaped like fins, and her gently opened eyes were the same deep green as my skin.

"Thank you for saving my life, Father."

"Y-yeah."

"Pleased to meet you, Mother."

"...?"

The silver-haired beauty placed her hand on her chest and bowed modestly.

"What...are you?"

To Brug. The beauty—my daughter—smiled gently and shrugged her shoulders.

"I’m Father’s daughter."

...The six ★★★★★★ stars twinkling above her head must be a hallucination.