Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem-Chapter 731 - Operation Fluffy Liberation (Round 2)

731: Operation: Fluffy Liberation (Round 2)

731: Operation: Fluffy Liberation (Round 2)

I left the pavilion with a storm of thoughts brewing behind my eyes as I made my way back to the dogkin camp.

My allies were gathered near the main tent, already waiting.

Kitsara’s eyes flicked toward me the moment I arrived, three tails twitching with caution.

“It won’t be as easy as Emberfang,” she said with a wry expression, arms crossed.

“I can’t just waltz into Lionheart looking like a lionkin scout this time around.

They’ll execute anyone suspicious before they even speak.

I don’t have a single lionkin face to imitate either.”

I nodded.

“You’re right.

Which means we gotta up the stakes a bit.” I turned toward Blossom.

“Ghosty, you’re going to be the most important piece of the puzzle this time around.”

Blossom’s ears perked immediately, her tail wagging so fast it was practically a blur.

“Ready!

Ghosty is ready for whatever amazing plan Master has come up with!”

I didn’t answer her immediately.

Instead, I smiled.

Just a small, knowing curve of my lips from beneath the shadows of my mask.

Then I stepped forward and pulled them all close, my cloak swishing around their feet as I leaned in, my voice barely a whisper.

No spies would hear this.

No scouts.

No eavesdroppers.

Especially so because I was muttering nonsense under my breath while the true tactical discussion took place using [Master’s Link].

…

– PoV: Blossom –

As per Master’s masterful plan, I climbed onto his back and clung my arms and legs around him tightly.

Not because I would fall off otherwise, but because I loved hugging him.

Truth be told, I had to make use of every such opportunity presented to me because Master was getting a lot of new partners.

There were now seven of us, and I could smell many more on the horizon.

Master made sure to pamper all of us with his attention, and I, as the first lover of his (hehehe) enjoyed some extra special care.

Master wanted to let me know that no matter how many women come after me, I would be appreciated just as much as I was back when it was only me who warmed his bed at night.

But even still, I was an opportunistic girl who would never give up on any chance at snuggling him!

“…!!” A soft whimper left my lips, for I felt a bit guilty inside, wondering if Master would call me a bad girl if he could hear these thoughts of mine.

Thankfully, both Master and the Horny Fox were too preoccupied to notice.

A tiny little butterfly flew toward me, landing right on top of my nose.

It started making oddly humanoid gestures, more or less conducting a victory dance on my nose.

<Ehehe!

I’ve never been so small before.

Back when I had only one tail, I couldn’t change the size of my body, but look at me now!

I’m so tiny!

I wonder if this is what it feels like to be Silver’s little pecker.> fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

<You’re forbidden from thinking about other men’s penises.>

Hehehe… I snuggled myself even closer to Master’s back, landing a few smooches on the back of his head.

I would never dare say this treacherous thought of mine out loud, but I thought he was incredibly adorable when he let his possessive, jealous side shine in such moments.

It made me feel fuzzy inside.

<Come on, Quinnie, stop being insecure!

I called him a small-dicked loser just now!> Kitsara protested, not knowing the length Master’s possessiveness could stretch.

I distinctly remember being told by Master I was not allowed to shake another man’s hand, which I did my utmost to always keep in mind.

If shaking a stranger’s hand was forbidden, then thinking about their male members was naturally a big no-no!

I had to shake my head with a muted sigh, thinking that this slutty foxy was still white on the nose.

She didn’t know Master as well as I did, not even close!

In fact, now that I thought about it, I probably knew him the best out of anyone!

This thought made my heart warm up as I nuzzled my head against his back on repeat.

<A no is a no.

Also, stop calling me Quinnie.

Only my mothers are allowed to do so.>

<Show me a picture of them, and I’ll become your mommy!>

<… No.

I’m not into that sort of stuff.

Maybe you can roleplay that bitch of a primordial succubus though, Nyxara was her name I believe, I would be down for that.>

<Oh!

Now, that’s a real challenge.

I’m ready to try, though!>

<Let’s end this war then and go home.>

<Right!>

With that, Master began rapidly ascending high into the skies.

The wind howled into my ears like an angry pup as we moved far above the clouds.

The air currents were very cold and biting up here, but none of it could reach me, not while I was wrapped around Master’s back like a snuggly little dog-shaped scarf.

We were so high up I couldn’t even see the world beneath us.

Just clouds.

Just blue.

Just me, Master, and the perverted butterfly sitting on me.

Master’s strong arms held my thighs securely as he looked down below..

“Ready, ladies?” he asked.

<Yeppers~!> Kitsara cheered in her squeaky voice.

I grinned widely, my tail wagging as best it could in this position.

“Blossom’s gonna rescue Natalie and Poppy!” I chirped.

“Good.

I believe in you.”

“Blossom loves Master!”

Then, I released my arms and legs from around Master’s body and dove straight down.

The fall was exhilarating, and my fluffy tail fluttered like a comet as I dropped through the clouds at great speed.

The sky tore past me.

My ears flattened, but my eyes were open wide, fixed on the darkened silhouette of Lionheart far, far below.

The wind would’ve probably yeeted the little slutty foxy into the next kingdom if she hadn’t darted from my nose at the last second.

Instead, she dove into the safety of my cleavage, snuggling between my heavenly plush mounds (as Master called my boobies) like it was a five-star inn for horny butterflies.

<Fwahhh~> her little voice muffled in my mind, for she couldn’t speak using her butterfly body, <these things are amazing.

No wonder Quinnie is so obsessed with them.

Honestly, you should lend them out for rent.

I’d pay.>

I puffed my cheeks in indignation.

<First of all, Master just told you not to call him Quinnie!> I huffed mid-dive, adjusting my descent angle.

<And second of all, I’m not interested in anyone but Master.

Not even a little!

Not even a teeny-tiny flea’s worth!>

<Alright, alright…> Kitsara sighed dramatically.

<You’re not bisexual, you’re just Quinnie-sexual.>

<I don’t know what that means…>

<It means you’re into one person and one person only, to a dangerous, probably culty degree.>

<Oh!

Then yes, Blossom agrees!

That’s exactly her!> I declared proudly, with my tail wagging at Mach speed again despite the aerial drag.

<Blossom is one million percent Master-sexual!>

Another sigh came from my chest, followed by a little flutter as she readjusted herself.

<I can’t tell if you’re sweet… or terrifying.>

<Blossom is cute, not terrifying!

Master says so!>

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