I also spent a good while chatting with Ayame about Earth, since she has asked me before and is evidently really curious, which is completely understandable since I’m basically an alien. Imagine how much of a sensation it would’ve been if it was her or Blossom who transmigrated to Earth instead.
Especially Blossom.
I might just start writing a book in my free time imagining how Blossom would fare on modern day Earth. Well, if she gets to keep her stats she would become one badass ninja girl, that’s for sure.
Ayame is overjoyed when I tell her about my knowledge of the samurai in my old world and she basically ignores all other topics in favor of learning more about the land of the rising sun and its rich history, all of which I’ve gathered from anime, manga and novels. My knowledge is extremely superficial, but she gobbles up everything I say nonetheless.
Even if I do state something historically wrong nothing bad will happen, since I highly doubt that she will use this knowledge for anything beyond entertaining herself, so I’m not afraid to indulge her curiosity.
Night falls and we stop to make camp, then cook a nice meal. It’s the first time since I came to this world that I am making a meal, so far I only ate in inns and bakeries. I can’t claim that mister Gordon himself would approve of our creation but it was a hearty, filling supper.
We didn’t really have a chance as of yet to purchase proper tents and stuff, so we just sleep under the night sky, though thanks to the presence of our outdoors superstar who grew up in the wild Ayame and I get to rest properly while Blossom happily assumes night watch.
The single guarantee of letting her sleep in my arms during the day on the carriage makes her so motivated for guard duty that if I didn’t know any better I would think someone promised to give her an entire adamantite armor set for free.
Thinking about it a little more, my endearing scatterbrain would for sure value the gear less than my offer.
– Day 7 –
The last day of my first week in this world starts off with a bang, or rather, saliva-rich licks as I awake to Blossom’s morning greeting. “Huh? Is something wrong?” I can’t help but inquire.
She looks away sheepishly. “No… Blossom just…” She whimpers before snapping her head back towards me, “Master looked too delicious!” She nods to herself a few times energetically, as if that reasoning is good enough to wake her owner up.
Well, I’ve rested incredibly well considering the circumstances so I’m not mad at all. I reach out to the dog-girl and forcefully yank Blossom into my embrace. She yelps animatedly but once she finds herself lying on top of my stomach with our faces mere inches away from the other’s and my arms holding her plump bottom firmly, she calms down very quickly.
Calm might be the wrong word, though, as in the next moment we begin our smooching contest and, let me just put it this way; she is not one to lose those easily.
The two of us quickly find ourselves severely lacking in the clothing department and our bodies further entwined into each other, namely my spear in her extremely drenched sheath.
A good tumble is a very healthy way to start one’s day, and so we help each other remain in good shape for the next thirty or so minutes.
Ayame stirs awake at a particularly loud orgasmic wail of my beloved Blossom, glances at us, grumbles, and turns to her side with her back towards us. I didn’t expect her to be such a sound sleeper, especially considering the circumstances. It’s good to see that she trusts our newest teammate with watching over her sleeping form to such a great degree. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
I’m still balls deep in my spasming, moaning gorgeous dog-kin when we suddenly hear an unknown voice sounding from behind us. “Umm… Excuse me…?”
Ayame springs to her feet instantly after grabbing her sword which she always keeps within arm’s reach even while sleeping. Her expression shifts from drowsy confusion to alertness in an instant, a testament to her well-honed instincts as a warrior.
The sudden arrival startles both Blossom and me greatly. We flinch together, causing Blossom to inadvertently tighten her folds around me. The unexpected squeeze sends an intense wave of pleasure crashing over me, and I can’t suppress a loud, guttural grunt.
I then release with overwhelming intensity, my entire body tensing as I empty myself into Blossom. Her reaction is immediate and overwhelmingly intense. Her body shudders against mine and her eyes roll back in ecstasy. A long, drawn-out cry of pleasure escapes her lips, echoing through the quiet morning air.
As she climaxes due to getting her cave suddenly flooded with my seed, her tail and legs suddenly straighten outwards, twitching hard in response to the intense sensation.
Her expression is one of pure bliss, her mouth forming a perfect O as her body shakes endlessly. Her cheeks flush a deep crimson, and her ears shiver adorably with each panting breath. Her entire body seems to glow with satisfaction as she basks in the aftermath of our shared climax.
I’m pretty sure she fainted for a moment there. Her voice comes out in a series of breathless, lewd whimpers, punctuating the air with each shudder.
Ayame glances back at us just for a moment, her sword still at the ready with her expression shifting to one of stern disapproval. Her eyes remain sharp and focused on the newcomer.
“Seriously? In the middle of a potential ambush?” Ayame snaps.
“Sorry,” I manage to chuckle, my voice slightly strained from the lingering aftershocks. “It really was very unprofessional from the both of us.”
Blossom, still breathless, snuggles against my chest. “Master is… too big and girthy… Blossom’s insides are all filled to the brim…” she murmurs her excuses dizzily, sounding apologetic despite her dazed state of mind.
Ayame rolls her eyes but in the end can’t suppress her somewhat amused smirk. “You two are unbelievable,” she says, shaking her head. “Just what kind of insane party have I found myself in?”