A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated - Chapter 111: Lake Veles (9) **

Chapter 111: Lake Veles (9) **

Back in the day, when gender concepts were still old.

At that time, there was a woman with a special job residing in the men’s bathhouse, and it is said that she provided special services in exchange for any compensation.

… Isn’t it? Was it a game setting rather than actual history?

Anyway, no matter how much of an excuse it is to use a bathroom, it means that when grown-up men and women are naked in the same space, there is an interaction that almost inevitably occurs.

And because it is generally viewed as unfavorable for young women to date random men, most women are reluctant to go to mixed baths where they will meet an unspecified number of men.

What happens when such various factors become complexly intertwined?

The mixed bath becomes a men’s bath called a mixed bath, or Hal who wants to see the body of a (relatively) young man… No, only those with a lot of life experience remain.

Can not help it. Unless a group was gathered with ‘that’ concept from the beginning, mixed bathhouses are bound to be like that.

If it’s reality, that is.

In this WM I created, we can put aside such ‘realistic’ reasons and say that the mixed bathhouse is really a place where young men and women gather.

Then it happens like this.

“You’re an adventurer? Hey, doesn’t it look like that?”

“Because it’s true. “I came from fighting with the fishmen even during the day.”

“With arms this thin?”

As I was sitting and enjoying the hot springs, a man quietly approached me, sat down next to me, and started talking to me.

He was good at conversation in his own way and had a good ability to set the mood.

Look at this. Even now, I’m calmly fiddling with my forearm, pretending not to believe it or to be amazed.

Is this a tourist attraction effect or a mixed bathing effect? I was naked anyway, so I just let him touch my forearm, and then he sneakily climbed up and massaged my shoulder.

“Oh my, it tickles.”

“Sorry, sorry. “It’s my first time seeing an adventurer woman.”

“Could you please stop talking about people as if they are some mysterious animals?”

“No, I didn’t mean to… Ruler. “I’ll give you a drink, so won’t you forgive me?”

It would definitely be a lie to say that I have never seen an adventurer woman.

This may be true for low-rank adventurers who cannot use magical power, but for high-rank adventurers who can use magical power in earnest, the gender ratio is 50%. At that point, a person’s individual ability or experience is not important, and a slight difference in muscle mass does not make a big difference in combat power.

And he’s also great at subtly trying to get people to drink.

If you want to accept an apology, you have to drink alcohol, and it is too trivial a mistake to not accept an apology.

He must be an experienced playboy.

But hey, it doesn’t matter. ‘Because it’s a tourist destination,’ no one will say anything if you play a little lightly.

He willingly accepted the apology and drank the alcohol.

The warm feeling of alcohol warmed by the heat of the hot springs going down your throat.

At least he doesn’t seem to be the kind of person who drinks cheap alcohol while seducing women.

At first glance, I saw that Flora was also having a casual conversation with the man sitting next to her. It wasn’t a very bad atmosphere.

Well, no matter what happens, I’ll take care of it.

I enjoyed the hot springs while chatting with the man who kept talking to me.

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– Casting.

“Hmm… ”

The man’s hand gently grabbed his chest and lifted it up.

The refreshing feeling of being liberated from the heavy weight on your shoulders and the pleasure of stimulating your erogenous zones.

The body, relaxed in the warm water, let out a moan of pleasure without resistance.

I feel good. It feels good, but…

How did it happen like this…

Did you stay in the hot springs for too long? For some reason, I feel dizzy.

Apparently, during some conversation, they looked at my breasts and said things like, ‘They really float on water,’ or ‘Do you think something that looks this heavy floats?’ Or, ‘Can I touch how heavy it is?’

Wait. What kind of conversation is this…

“Ah… ?”

Just as I was about to wonder about the series of conversations, my consciousness was drawn back to my chest when a finger lightly pinched my nipple.

Okay. It doesn’t really matter why it happened… Ji… ?

“Huh… Now, okay? I told you it was heavy, huh?”

“Haha. That’s right. “It was my first time seeing such big and pretty breasts, so I was rude.”

The man nodded his head after hearing me, pinched his nipple hard once, and took his hand off his chest.

Huh. I guess I was mistaken in thinking there was something strange.

If you had done something strange, you would have just attacked me with such momentum. If I told you to stop touching me, would you really stop touching me?

I cleared my doubts about the man.

… Is this correct? No, I think I need to think about it a little more… I’m dazed and can’t think straight. Hey, it’ll be okay.

After that, we changed the topic again and started talking…

“Ugh, I’m cumming!!”

“Uh… ?”

– Look!

Suddenly, I came to my senses and saw that the semen spurting from the cock thrust in front of me was staining my face.

In a novel, it feels like an entire paragraph has been lost.

For some reason, my hand, which is still gripping and skimming the pillar, does not stop, and I pull out every last drop of semen remaining on the pillar and catch it with my face.

I can feel sticky semen flowing down my eyelids, which I hastily close because I think they might get into my eyes.

What? My memory is a little vague just now?

This is definitely strange.

I don’t know what’s going on, but it was a time when I was trying to buy time to figure out the situation.

Suddenly, the cock is thrust in.

I’m sure he just ejaculated.

The dick, which still had whitish semen on the tip of the urethral opening, was pushed into his face.

A strong male scent coming from the man’s essence itself.

As soon as I smell it, my body feels weak, and my uterus starts to vibrate. I can feel the reason to understand the situation and the stamina to resist disappearing at the same time.

Does the curse still remain?

No, it feels different from being cursed and not being able to resist.

In the first place, the curse had to be heard in person to be activated even before it was weakened. It’s a completely different situation from now, when only a dick is pushed in.

Then this…

– Grandpa.

“… !”

That brief moment of being lost in thought.

In that short period of time, which seemed like 10 seconds, my body thoughtlessly licked up the drops of semen that had formed on the tip of the glans.

No, is it true that you did it without thinking? I felt like I couldn’t bear it…

The lukewarm taste of an ionic drink spreads in your mouth, and the rich male pheromone.

My uterus is whining, telling me to give my dick out right away.

I was shocked as to why he did such a thing, but thanks to him, I was able to quickly understand the situation.

The reason I can’t resist is not a curse or anything.

It’s just me, my body is in heat and desperately longing for a dick.

And I can guess why I suddenly became horny.

“Ha… Under… What are you drinking… “You put it in?”

When I glared at the man I was talking to, he just smiled without saying a word. He was no different from a confession.

I let my guard down. You could say that.

To be honest, I expected something like mixing Ladykiller instead of regular alcohol.

I thought that if he was going to do something tricky, he would try to get me drunk and eat it.

I never even thought that there would be something to drink.

Well, this is a mixed bathhouse, right? A place where both men and women are naked.

It is ‘open because it is a tourist destination’, and it is a place where naked communication takes place.

I also had half the intention to do that from the time I came here.

Since the conversation with the man wasn’t unpleasant, I would have opened my legs on my own if I had just kept talking and kept the mood alive. … Wouldn’t that be so?

Judging by the quiet voices heard near the mixed bathhouse, it would be very common for men and women to make eye contact and stomach contact here.

But why use illegal drugs?

Why?

I was planning on having a bit of fun already, right?

As I looked at the man with an incomprehensible look, the man opened his mouth and said that he understood.

“I never thought I would be like this, but you are so pretty.”

“… ?”

What kind of bullshit is this?

“What you are thinking is probably correct. Okay. The women who come here either come with the intention of having sex from the beginning, or they don’t even have that intention, and it doesn’t matter. I can’t say I’m bragging, but I’ve hung out with women like that countless times.”

Then I don’t understand it even more. So you’re saying he’s a guy who’s tried to seduce women in his own way, right? In fact, it was a very good speech.

Why did you use drugs on me?

“But even in a country like that, it’s not like you’re cheating on hundreds of people. If I play well, I guess it’s about 6 out of 10. Unless the woman came with the intention of having sex from the beginning, that’s about it.”

The man continued speaking while looking at my body again.

“But you… It’s so pretty. It’s also attractive. There’s a 40% chance of missing it, so it’s such a waste.”

“Just like that… Why?”

“That’s why. You are that attractive. Won’t you understand that I want to fuck you like this?”

I want to tell him to stop talking nonsense, but his body, which has been turned on by a suspicious drug, ends up fixated on the cock that is bobbing playfully.

“In the end, it’s all about feeling good, right? Ego. Let’s go over there and have fun.”

The man lightly lifted me, who had lost the strength to resist, and took me to a dark corner of the mixed bathhouse.

I was thinking about calling Flora who was next to me, but suddenly I felt my heart pounding violently.

I am in a situation where I am being forced to commit a crime under the influence of a suspicious drug. Is the drug to blame for my heart pounding?

… I decided not to call Flora.