"W-We did it... we actually did it!!" I say with a kind of broken smile, while Eclipsya and Aqua are collapsed on the ground, utterly exhausted. The three of us just defeated that monster that wanted so badly to kill us.
"I’m glad you’re happy, Lycoris... you can eat... but leave so for Azazel..." Aqua speaks, making her way over to Eclipsya, who’s still gasping for breath. It took us hours to beat this thing, and I burned through a ton of magic to land the final blow.
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CRACK
I bite down on this thing’s shell. So of my teeth crack because I don’t have enough strength to pierce it completely, but I tear and pull, managing to rip off a chunk and chew it.
"Urgh... it tastes so awful..." I chew with tears in my eyes. The taste is kind of sour and extrely bitter, but I have no room to be picky. I don’t have Mama Pandora’s delicious food from the kingdom anymore.
"..." I swallow down the urge to vomit. We fought too hard to win against this thing, after all. Sister Aqua heals Sister Eclipsya while she sings, and with all the strength in my hands, I tear further into the shell, accessing the at that’s a little less hard.
I rip through the at and force myself inside, using nails and teeth to tear and crawl deeper into this creature, which is enormous. I devour the muscles, struggling sowhat.
’How does Mama Pandora make chewing things this tough look so easy?’ I wonder, searching for the most nutritious parts to take back so Sister Azazel can eat and recover.
"Lycoris, eat fast! We need to take Azazel’s share and get out of here now!" I hear Eclipsya shouting at from outside as blood coats my body.
"I-I’m almost done," I say, finishing my al. The taste is so horrendous that my hunger just vanished, even if I had wanted to eat more.
’I wonder how Mama Zephyra is... will she be proud of when I get back...?’
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"Pandora, thank you..." I thank Pandora, who gives a smile. She’s being so gentle with . I’m captivated.
"It was nothing, Zephyra. I’m happy to see you so full of energy," she says, laying softly onto the bed. She doesn’t leave my side for even a second, and I feel so comfortable and happy with her here.
I don’t care that she’s an "avatar," since she made it perfectly clear that she’s still Pandora — the sa Pandora I love so much.
"P-Pandora, I’m hungry..." When I say this, she smiles, picking up and carrying to her bed. She places on the bed and sits on my lap, moving her tail for to grab.
"You know, love, I’m glad you’re feeling better, and I’m also glad you’re being patient with everything that’s going on. I truly wish I could have been here to help you heal from your traumas, but the Abyss was absolutely necessary for ," she says while I clutch that soft black tail and put it in my mouth, starting to suck on it.
"Mmhmm..." I murmur affirmatively. I wanted her here. These years without her were so lonely, and my friendship with Tsukuyomi truly ended. She never wanted to talk to as a friend again — at most, casual conversations because we live in the sa castle.
"You know, the real Pandora’s body is preparing itself right now. Soon, the fight will happen. So I don’t make you anxious, I won’t say anything about it, but I’d like you to wish for my victory," she says while I rub her tail, licking it as it grows limp and produces a viscous lubricating fluid.
"I will, Pandora," I say, pulling her tail out of my mouth and putting it back after answering. I suck hard, wanting to feed on that delicious fluid that always leaks from her tail.
"How sweet. Well, I’m going to win, but it’s nice to be celebrated and to have soone rooting for !" she says in a loving tone that makes blush. I’ll always root for Pandora’s victory.
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"So let see if I understand. You’re Pandora — a Pandora who’ll be with all the ti — but you’re also not Pandora, because the real Pandora is sowhere else?" I ask, confused, to this Pandora.
"More or less, Mikael! I’m your personal Pandora, addicted to fighting and ready to put you on a leash if you so much as glance at other won. I’ll never leave your side."
"A bit suffocating, don’t you think?" I say with a hint of sarcasm, but a lot of interest in this part about her staying with forever.
"Pandora... the real Pandora wanted a baby from , didn’t she? How is she going to have this baby?" I question, intrigued.
"She has your sen stored away. She can get pregnant by you whenever she wants, which is probably what ’I’ will do. She is — don’t talk as if I’m fake. I’m not a clone, I’m an avatar. Don’t be a muscle-brain," she says, quite sharp with .
"On top of that, each of Pandora’s beloved will get their own avatar... and by the way, you can have sex with ! I am Pandora! So I won’t get jealous, and the real body won’t get jealous either. Bonus for you — I’m extrely horny."
"So pick! Do we fight, or do we fuck?!" This Pandora is like a wild animal, and I like that. I grab her, squeezing her ass.
"Whoa, now you’re speaking my language. I don’t need explanations. If you’re Pandora and you can fight and fuck, that’s all I need."
"Mmhh, you naughty boy. So you want to fuck?"
"Maybe. If you’re as good in bed as you are in a fight, then maybe I want both." She flashes an utterly wicked smile. Yes, that’s definitely Pandora’s smile.
"All right, handso. Draw your sword. I’ll make you bend over for and use you like a toy," she taunts, leaping backwards as I excitedly draw the sumari.
"Perfect. Then let’s see how good you are, ’Pandora.’ You’d better be able to take just as much as your true self can." She draws a long, sharp blade, grinning maniacally.
"I will, love. So don’t regret this."
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"So... you have... really ample breasts, Pandora," I say to this Pandora in front of — an avatar of Pandora apparently made just for .
"That’s right, Delphina, my cute little shark. I’m your Pandora, and only yours. I’ll be with you every day, every mont," she says, coming up to and picking up under my arms. She’s very beautiful. Not that Pandora isn’t beautiful, but this one has an incredibly seductive aura.
"W-Wait!! But you... h-hmmm—" She kisses while settling onto her lap as she sits down on my bed.
"H-Hmmm..." She’s so good.
"I’ll take care of you, fluffy girl. You’re my sweet little shark, so I need to spoil you properly and teach you how to be my cute little bitch. Now, how about you bark for your wife?"
"W-Woof... woof..." My face turns red with embarrassnt. I don’t understand. Why am I doing this? Sothing about this seductive and extrely mature Pandora makes feel strange.
"That’s it, little shark... you deserve a reward." She moves my head to her chest. I shafully accept as she buries my face between those two gigantic lons.
"Oh? You’re getting aroused? How naughty, love. Did I give you permission, or didn’t I?"
"S-Sorry—"
"Maybe I need to punish my cute wife so she stops being so weak when it cos to self-control."
"P-Please don’t punish ... wait, what the hell am I doing?!" I shove her back onto the bed, jumping off her lap as she gives a malicious smile.
"Stop ssing with my mind!!"
"Of course, love. But what a sha. It seems like you don’t want to rub those two ’little friends’ of yours between my breasts," she says, pushing her chest forward as she lets out a sigh.
"..." Both of my cocks throb violently as her tone makes swallow hard.
’This is DEFINITELY Pandora.’ I was having doubts, but this woman is without a shadow of a doubt the real Pandora. She’s not just a simulated avatar. She’s literally an avatar of Pandora’s consciousness — an absurd avatar.
Not even I, an extrely ancient goddess, can create an avatar this perfect, one that actually applies the real mind instead of a copy.
"O-Okay... I’ll play along... but don’t make bark. It’s embarrassing." She gives such a sweet and gentle smile. What a manipulator. I can’t believe I fell in love with such a vile and wicked woman.
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"Fuck, Pandora REALLY knows exactly what I like. Are you mine?" I ask this tiny, unbelievably cute Pandora. Pandora truly knows my tastes.
"Yeah, I’m yours... or sothing like that... you know, I’m actually not happy. Besides, what was that thing you did to the heart of my real body?" Since this avatar is still Pandora, she also knows sothing happened.
But obviously, I won’t say a thing — at least not while the real Pandora’s body is nearby.
"It’s a secret, you cutie!! Now... let’s see. You’ll be with 100% of the ti, right?" I know the rules and conditions. Pandora is possessive, so her avatars will try to spend all their ti with those Pandora loves.
"Yeah... please, Grimm, go easy on !! I’m not a toy... besides, you know I can die, right? All of Pandora’s avatars are level 100,000... except for !!! Mine is lower... because it was ant to look more vulnerable."
"So, side by side with other Pandoras, I seem weaker, giving off the image of being more irrelevant..." I grab her and lift her off the floor.
"You’re not the most irrelevant. You’re perfect — perfectly my type." I lick my lips. Even if I no longer have Pandora in her real body, having Pandora as an avatar is more than enough.
"Damn it! Damn it, damn it!! I ended up with the worst—"
"What was that?" I shoot her a dangerous look.
"...N-Nothing... just do whatever you want. You weren’t going to go easy on anyway... but if I die, you’ll be left with no avatar at all for yourself!!! Tsk..."
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