F-Rank Puppeteer!! But I'll be Queen, and I'm not a narcissist!!!!! Chapter 109: I like girls!! (R-18)

I watch Ylya and Evelyn as I cautiously approach them. Ylya begins to squeeze Evelyn’s chest, which is flushed. I subtly solidify the water to form a floor beneath them—I don’t want to see them sink... not yet.

So, to them, it’s just normal water, but they won’t sink if they stop moving their legs. After all, I don’t want to ruin the mont.

"Look how cute she is, she’s exploring. Do you like that, little fruit? Or not?" I ask Evelyn, who gives an angry look.

"N-No..."

"But you’re all flushed."

"I don’t... hmmm." She lets out a moan as Ylya pinches her breast. Evelyn notices my gaze and grows even more embarrassed.

"Ylya, go a little further," I say, and imdiately Ylya throws herself at Evelyn, hugging her while placing her mouth on Evelyn’s right nipple, starting to suck. Evelyn looks like she’s about to push her away.

"Ylya, if Evelyn pushes you away, sink as deep as you can into the water." As I say this, Evelyn freezes her hands. If she tries to push Ylya away, it would be the sa as killing her, because Evelyn knows she won’t be able to reach Ylya in this lake.

"Y-You monster," Evelyn says, tears welling up as Ylya sucks hard on her breast, leaving suction marks.

"Funny of you to say that, looking so flushed and sweet. How about hugging Ylya? That way you can at least ensure she won’t sink," I suggest, weaving magic into my voice. Evelyn hesitantly wraps her arms around Ylya’s head, pressing her against her chest.

"You know, Evelyn, you’re really quite beautiful. I think you’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen—not that I’ve seen many, but still, I’d say you’re above average."

"What do you think of Ylya as an object of lust? She has a nice body, though it’s a bit too defined in so places. I think I prefer girls without defined muscles because they’re softer, like you." Ylya is beautiful, but the rigidity of her muscles ruins the softness of her skin.

anwhile, Evelyn has zero notable muscles, making her skin soft and smooth, sothing I can perceive perfectly through the water.

"Stop talking!... d-don’t talk to ..." she says, taking deep breaths, trying not to moan as Ylya’s sucking intensifies, making a shaless, wet sound that Evelyn can’t ignore.

’Hmmm...’ I slip into the water and erge pressed against Evelyn’s back. She shudders as I hug her, making a sandwich with Ylya and trapping Evelyn between my breasts.

"And what about ? Do you like my breasts?" I say, pressing my body firmly against hers.

"N-NO!! G-Get away and..." I slip two fingers into her mouth. I don’t need Evelyn’s words of denial. So far, she hasn’t shown disgust, which confirms she’s uncertain about who she likes.

I hold her other breast and begin to massage and pull it while moving my fingers inside her mouth.

’Hmm, this is really nice. So soft.’

"Hmhmm!!" She lets out a loud moan as I pinch her nipples. Our pressed-together bodies leave her completely trapped in place, feeling both my body and Ylya’s against her.

I absorb the water from her, leaving Evelyn completely dry of my fluids, ensuring any moisture on her is her own. With that, I play more actively with her nipple.

anwhile, I massage the inside of her cheek, saliva dripping down my hands as both Evelyn and I watch her reflection in the water.

"This doesn’t look like the expression of soone who’s disgusted by this," I whisper in her ear, then lightly bite her pointed ear. She squirms in my embrace as Ylya begins to nibble on her nipple, making her moan.

’It’s not like she could avoid feeling pleasure when I’m the one doing this.’ It’s natural for her to feel pleasure from my touch, no matter how much she tries to refuse. I am a nymph, after all.

"I-It’s not like thaat... I-I don’t l-like th-this," she slurs, her words distorted by my fingers in her mouth.

"You don’t? Then whose reflection is that in the water? Who is that girl with such a lewd expression staring back?" I tease with sweet whispers in her ear.

Then I slip my tongue into her ear, carefully licking with a wet sound while exploring her mouth with my fingers. Ylya pulls her mouth away from Evelyn’s breast with a wet pop, and I see teeth marks around Evelyn’s nipple.

Her skin is so pale and smooth that any mark becos blatantly obvious. Evelyn sees it too, her eyes tearful, but her flushed face betrays that, despite her denials, she’s enjoying this.

"Hyaa!" She lets out a small scream as my tongue delves deep into her ear. Using the water, I carefully observe every part of her body, noticing her panties growing wet.

I pull my tongue from her ear with a deliberately lewd sound as she struggles to breathe.

"I see you’re getting a little wet," I say, playing with her tongue while using the water to pull her panties down and then up, handing them to my other hand, which was playing with her breast.

"Look, they’re even glistening in the light." I hold Evelyn’s panties in front of her face. They’re obviously damp, and it’s not from the water here, since I removed every drop earlier.

"Th-that’s a lie," she slurs again, because of my fingers.

"You’re so... stubborn."

"A-Aahh!" She cries out in pain as I pull her tongue out, rubbing it with my fingers. With the hand holding her panties, I place them over her head, blocking her vision.

"Ylya, how about sampling a bit of her sweet nectar?" I say, tilting Evelyn’s head back slightly as I begin to kiss her. Ylya sinks into the water and starts licking the outside of Evelyn’s pussy.

"Hmmm hhmfff... hmmm." I slip my tongue into Evelyn’s mouth, sucking and carefully licking while using both hands to pull and pinch her nipples.

I squeeze firmly, making her squirm under my touch—it’s adorable how sensitive she is.

’She’s a virgin. How cute.’ I break the kiss, letting her breathe.

"You’re a virgin. Why are you saving yourself?" I ask, intrigued, watching her clouded gaze make it clear she’s yielding more and more to my seduction and magic.

"I-I wanted to g-give it to soone important... s-soone I’d love in the future..." she says in a tearful tone that genuinely quickens my heartbeat.

"Kyaa, how adorable! So this cute little fruit believes in saving herself for true love," I say, excited by this. It’s so cute and comical it almost makes cry from how funny it is.

This is rare among demons. It’s not exactly about guarding their virginity—I’ve captured demons before, and they all viewed virginity the sa way: as a ans to demonstrate value in marriage.

In other words, most demons don’t save their virginity because they want to give it to soone they love; they save it rely to increase their personal value in a marriage.

"Well, little fruit, I like that, so don’t worry. I don’t think I’ll invade you and break your cute, fragile little barrier... at least not for now. I want to enjoy this a bit more," I say in an excited tone.

"What is your status in demon society?" I ask with interest and a plan in mind.

"P-Princess..." She says just one word, but that single word makes everything even better.

"I see. So, sweetie, you’re a princess. Could you be any cuter? A princess waiting for true love—hahahahahaha, how comical!" I burst into laughter while pondering sothing.

"Ylya, let’s switch positions." I vanish into the water and reappear in front of Evelyn, while Ylya swims behind her. Ylya grabs both of Evelyn’s breasts and begins massaging them roughly, while I press my nipple into Evelyn’s mouth.

"Suck, little fruit. It’ll make you feel better," I say, hugging her head and pressing it firmly against my breast. She resists for only a few seconds before giving in and starting to suck.

Soon, she begins swallowing the fluid flowing from my breasts. I feel my magic invading her body as a wicked smile spreads across my face.

"That’s it, little princess who believes in true love. Suck. Don’t worry; your dear big sister Arial will take care of everything," I say, gently stroking her head.

She hugs , almost completely losing control. The massage on her breasts by Ylya intensifies, making her moan, the sounds muffled by my breast as I remove her panties from her head.

Her gaze is hazy and clouded, while tears of pleasure on her face make her absurdly cute.

"Ara, ara, cutie. You look so lovely when you cry. It makes want to tease you even more..."

"Evelyn, do you like girls?" I ask, montarily pulling her head away from my breast.

"Y-Yes... I-I love girls..." she replies sowhat lethargically, but it brings a smile to my face because it shows she’s ntally accepting this fact.

"What kind of girls?" I ask, curious.

"...B-Big breasts... and... a strong personality... pretty and decisive... strong... with an air of cold nobility... and... mysterious girls full of secrets..." As she says this, it seems she has soone specific in mind.

"Soone in particular?"

"...E-Esther... b-but I don’t love her... I-I just think she’s my type..." Hearing this satisfies my curiosity. She’s just admitted to liking girls. It was almost too easy to make her pick a side.

"Killing you seems like a waste, little princess... You know, I’m actually afraid. The dungeon is angry, and I’m one of its targets, so I have to leave this place."

"But the dungeon and my race bind here... I can’t leave alone. That’s why I hid in a puddle in this lake, where it’d be harder to find ... It’s fate that you showed up here, sweetie."

"I can leave the dungeon if I go with you." I think about connecting to her as an artifact. If it ans surviving, I don’t mind forcing a contract and being bound to her.

"Ylya, I don’t need you anymore. Evelyn has already given the answer I was interested in from the start: she likes girls, and now she can’t even lie to herself about it."

"So... drown." As I give the order, she stops swimming and moving, beginning to sink into the water. I press my breast back into Evelyn’s mouth—I need her to take in more of my magic.

"In a way, you’re lucky, Evelyn. If you’d co to this dungeon and found without the dungeon trying to kill ... I would have watched you drown in pleasure until you died... But since I need to leave this place, you’re the best choice and the most entertaining."

"Don’t worry, little fruit. I won’t go further than this... I need you well so I can escape from here and take you with ."

"I hope you enjoy company, sweetie, because from today on, we’ll be spending a lot of ti together. And I’ll love watching what you beco, dear little fruit," I say maliciously, hugging her as I watch her suckle my breast.

I could kill her, but that’s boring. I could also take her virginity and go much further, turning her into a depraved ss who’d eventually drown in pleasure, but that would lose its appeal in less than a month.

So, since I’m at risk staying in the dungeon, and she’s here and is a princess, latching onto her will let enjoy all kinds of entertainnt.

I’ll use her as transportation while watching her life, but first, I need to establish a connection with her. So, I’ll spend so ti letting her suck my fluids for that.

’She’ll be so angry when she wakes from the seduction and realizes her companion drowned... I wonder... how loudly she’ll cry...’ I’ll also guide Evelyn to the exit.

She’ll probably try to go to the first floor. I’ll help her and make the process easier. I’m genuinely eager for freedom. With Evelyn’s help as a contractor, I’ll be able to leave this place without relying on rivers and lakes.

’Esther, huh? Maybe that’s the person Evelyn is saving herself for?’ Well, she said she’s not in love, and under the effects of seduction, it’s very hard to lie, so she doesn’t love this Esther.

But since she’s her type, I hope she’s interesting. I’m really tempted to take Evelyn’s virginity, but I’ll hold back. It’ll be more interesting to see who Evelyn chooses for her first ti.

"Enjoy it, little fruit, and show I didn’t make a mistake in choosing to follow your life."