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From the dining room's torchlit haze, where men tore into their meals with bare hands, Andy slipped into the back of the brothel's kitchen, a dimly lit den reeking of grease and raw lust. The air pulsed with forbidden heat as he lowered his pants, revealing his dragon cock to the stunned guard. Her blonde hair spilled in lush spirals over her shoulders, framing warm, piercing brown eyes that widened in awe—she'd never seen a Dragon Rank cock before. Her voluptuous body radiated raw power, enormous breasts straining a metallic corset, nipples jutting through a thin shirt with no bra beneath. With a swift tug, she shed her heavy armor, then peeled off her shirt, baring her massive chest and wide hips. Her short leather skirt hugged thick, fleshy thighs, high-heeled boots and a sword-strapped belt amplifying her seductive, dominating aura.
"You know what you're supposed to do, don't you? I want you to fill these vials with semen," she said, tossing two glass vials to Andy, who caught them with a confident smirk.
Her exposed nipples ignited Andy's arousal, his dragon cock throbbing as he stroked himself, filling both vials in a fevered six minutes. The guard sealed them tightly and said, "You did it very well. By the way, my name is Tina." She stepped closer to hand him the newspaper, but Andy, his eyes glinting with hunger, grabbed her arm and threw her to the kitchen floor beside him.
"...."
Tina, unfazed, flashed a teasing smile. "What are you doing?" she asked, her voice dripping with amusement. Andy, his energy surging as if Teresa's draining night had never happened, loomed over her. "This is not yet over," he said with complete confidence and mastery.
Tina's gaze locked on his still-hard dragon cock pressing against her belly. She could've crushed him for the audacity, but she lingered, savoring the tension. Then, with a flick of her superhuman strength, she slapped his abdomen, sending Andy crashing against the kitchen's back wall with a pained grunt.
"Aaaah!" cried Andy.
"Hey," Tina said, slipping her shirt and armor back on, her enormous breasts shifting under the fabric, "don't you think you're making a wrong idea?"
"Eh?" Andy asked, wincing from the impact.
"Unfortunately, it is prohibited for guards and maids to have sex or any other sexual activity with the men of this brothel. Since semen is a very expensive product for sale in this kingdom on the lower world market, even what we have just done is not allowed. If that cheapskate Roxanne found out I was secretly selling semen, she would kill me," explained Tina.
Pocketing the vials, she snatched the fallen newspaper and tossed it at Andy's face, still sprawled on the ground. "If you understood, then go," she said, striding off with a mocking laugh.
Still reeling from Tina's superhuman strength, Andy clutched the newspaper and stepped out of the kitchen into the deserted dining room, its torchlit haze dimmed by the absence of the other men. The brothel's main hallway loomed ahead, a grim corridor of stone walls lined with numbered cells where slaves shuffled wearily or murmured in low, formal tones, their faces etched with sorrow. Andy prowled through the passage, searching for the big-nosed bald man who'd eaten his soup. Spotting a service guard standing watch, he flashed a disarming smile, his gentlemanly charm.
"Sorry, dear lady, would you by chance know where the room of a big-nosed bald man is?" he asked, his voice smooth and confident.
The guard seemed not to understand what he was saying and replied, "Bald and old? Hmm... you mean Kevin? It is in room seven, at the end of the aisle, on the right."
"Thank you," Andy thanked with a smile as he left, the guard observed him without being able to avoid thinking of how handsome he was. Following the instructions of the woman guard, Andy headed straight to room seven. There he found the big-nosed man named Kevin, lying in bed with his legs crossed, staring at the ceiling as if he were meditating on something.
"Hey, Squidward, I got your newspaper," said Andy.
Kevin got out of a kind of trance, got up from bed, and sat on a chair that was in his cell. Andy looked closer into the room and noticed that Kevin had a closet full of books and a bed much larger than his own. Kevin made a gesture with his hand, offering Andy a seat, and said, "Please, sit down, young boy. I never forget a deal, by the way, my name is not Squidward, but Kevin."
Andy sat down and handed the newspaper to Kevin.
"Thank you, young man. I haven't read the newspaper in months, I want to know how the outside world is. As I told you, I will answer all your questions," said Kevin.
Without wasting any more time, Andy asked, "Where am I, and what am I doing here?"
While reading the newspaper, Kevin replied, "You are in the world of Planteira, a world that was created by the Goddess of the Seed, Veldra. She is one of the Eight Celestial Wise, and the weakest among them—yet it was she who gave birth to this world. You're in the Murk Kingdom, in the year 571 after the Fall of the Demon King. Why are you here? Supposedly, you are an 'Alien', a human-looking being from another world who was summoned by the Goddess Veldra, to give a second chance in life to big-hearted humans who had bad luck in their world, in exchange for helping this world defeat the Demon King."
"So why am I here and not saving the world?"
"The Demon King was already killed 571 years ago by an alien named Hiroto Kuroda, nicknamed "The Legendary Hero". The world no longer needs aliens; they are treated as a kind of weapon of war or, at the same time, as objects on the list of products selling slaves. They are above all races in terms of their selling value, although they have the same traits as humans, they are considered as a separate race," Kevin replied.
"What happened to the hero?" asked Andy.
"After the Demon King died, he lived with his harem of three wives outside the kingdom of Murk, on a farm. He died at the age of seventy-four, and was buried in his place of birth, although only his wives know where he is."
"And what is this place?"
"This place is the Brothel of Lust, where men whose magical gifts were never awakened are considered "defective" and treated as garbage, without any right. They are used and captured as if they were objects. In this place, the aristocratic women of the kingdom come to satisfy their lust, as all the talented men of the Kingdom are far away, fighting in the war. So they come here or they buy you as a sex toy," Kevin explained.
Finally, Andy inquired, "How can I get out of here?"
"For now, it's impossible. This place is controlled by monstrous women with extraordinary abilities, and is guarded by mysterious eyes," Kevin replied in a defeated tone.
Andy was surprised and frustrated. "How long have you been here?" he asked.
"I've been here ten long years. I come from a small village on the outskirts, hoping to find a job to support my wife and daughter. But I squandered all the money I earned on alcohol and, desperate, begged Roxanne for a hefty loan. She granted it—only to chain me with debt so deep she forced me to prostitute myself here to pay it off," he shared with a feeling of shame and regret.
"What do your wife and daughter think of this?" asked Andy.
"They know nothing. They think I can't visit them because I'm busy making money, but it's a lie," Kevin replied, lowering his gaze.
Now that he knew everything, Andy got up from the chair and said, "Thank you for your time, Kevin."
Upon leaving the cell, Kevin's voice stopped him: "What's your name?"
Andy turned around and named him "Andy Collins".
"You're going to have a very busy day today, Andy. Today's headlines announce the triumph of the group of heroines known as "The Three Burning Vagins" over the Dragon King Oraid."
"Why should I care about that?" asked Andy.
"Well, it's just a small update of the newspaper you gave me. Thank you again," Kevin replied. Andy left Kevin's cell and went back to his, waiting for the night to fall.