Chapter 221 – The Trial of 45678910, Marriage
Creon, regent and king of Thebes, heard strange rumors.
-I heard that Hercules carried Princess Megara in a cock pouch.
When he first heard it, his father was furious.
She seems to have given birth to a very great existence to be called a daughter, but the eldest daughter who doesn’t hurt even if you put it in your eyes is being treated like a dick by a man.
No matter how average Greek men’s personality was she, even if she treated women like that, Megara couldn’t be like that.
It is unacceptable for a female family member to be someone else’s family member, even if you treat other women as a family member!
Even if it was the royal family of another country, that was something that should never have happened.
Hercules.
That neighbor, the grandson of the king of Mycenae, one of the great powers.
The direct lineage of the old king, who has now come of age, wondering if he should pass the throne to someone among his nephews.
Through research, I found out that I was born in a great way, but that is that and this is this.
As a king, Megara cannot forgive Megara for being treated like a dick.
Under the King’s orders, she is forced to undergo a greater order.
By the way.
Behind the adventurers who had returned to Thebes for the first time, after hearing the report of the soldiers who arrived a few days later, the feeling was indescribably hellish.
– Hercules is using Princess Megara as a cockhouse.
-I know that. How dare you treat my daughter like a dick…!
-Uh, that’s just the literal meaning.
-What?
The knife has a sheath.
It is a house where you carry a knife, and it is called a sheath to protect your body from being damaged by the blade.
What would happen if we applied that to the word fuck house?
Of course, the meaning of the word cockhouse is conveyed to everyone as soon as a little imagination and soldiers’ reports are combined with the meaning of the dictionary.
– Hercules held Princess Megara in a wild gourd, made her stick to her body her, and then kept inserting her cock her and not putting it down!
The moment he came to that conclusion, King Creon’s blood pressure rose and he almost fell back.
What kind of crazy is that
I wanted to shout out what kind of nonsense this was, but as the number of adventurers and soldiers who returned to Thebes one by one and told the truth increased, only details were added to the story.
Even when they were eating, they had sex with each other and ate while facing each other.
Even when I went to the bathroom, it seemed like I was holding myself and going to the toilet.
When they slept, Hercules lay on her floor and Megara slept on top of her.
-So, until you returned to Thebes, did Hercules ever take Megara’s cock from her?
– There was none.
-Aaaaa…!!
King Creon seemed to be going mad.
How could a human being do such a terrible thing?
Is Hercules’ virility a monster?
Are you a monster of sex born to hunt women, not to hunt what hunters tell you to do?
He is terrifying as the same man.
It wasn’t a sense of respect or greatness, it was a level of fear and astonishment.
Could it be that the Titans were born as humans?
When I saw her living with the god Zeus in her mouth on a fictional day, and seeing that the goddess Hera personally baptized her, I thought that was also a case of possibility.
However.
Even though.
“There has to be a degree!”
King Creon summoned his soldiers.
For the adventurers, they released some hidden jewels and recruited hunters.
What if.
If Hercules is raping Megara.
Regardless of Megara’s will, if Megara was forced to be embraced by Hercules just to protect Thebes.
Shouldn’t we at least let Megara get her rest her.
Wouldn’t that be her duty as a father?
– Hercules caught the boar of Erymanthus. It is said that even at the moment he caught the boar, he was holding Princess Megara.
-Did she hold it like her princess her, or did she hold it in a cocksock?
– I was rambling in the cockpit.
Thump, thump, thump.
The soldiers all stood on the wall.
They carried arrows, and each barrel contained arrows with new arrowheads specially forged by blacksmiths under the strict order of the king.
And King Creon himself drove his horse out of the city walls.
To greet the hero who is said to have hunted the wild boar of Erymanthus.
Or, to subdue the rape horse Hercules.
“Coming!”
Far away
Over the horizon, a white horse walks with its glossy fur waving.
Hercules, a huge man even from afar, walks proudly like a triumphant general, driving a white horse, dressed in lion skin.
“Megara…?”
And in front of Hercules, Megara, a blonde woman riding on top of a white horse, was holding the reins of the white horse with Hercules in a white dress.
“Oh, Father?”
There was nothing wrong with Megara.
She was not sweating, her face was not blushing somewhere in her, and even her voice was calm.
The only thing that changed was that she became a woman full of sexiness even more than when she left the kingdom.
She was usually a woman who often showed a nervous look and didn’t know what to think, but now she was proudly showing herself in front of everyone.
By squeezing the reins that Heracles held tight.
By pulling her body her further back, rubbing her buttocks side to side on Hercules’ groin area.
Leaning her head on Hercules’ chest, as if petting Hercules.
As anyone can see, Megara was proving to the whole world that she was Hercules’ woman, just as Megara fell for Hercules.
“Oh my God… How did this…?”
“King Creon.”
Hercules bowed his head in an indescribably polite voice.
“We will separate.”
“What? Bunga…?”
“…Branch family.”
Hercules raised Megara’s left hand.
On her left hand her, a brilliant golden ring that could not be found anywhere else in the world was shining, and the same ring was shining on the ring finger of Hercules’ left hand as well.
“I, Hercules, will marry Princess Megara.”
“…”
The words were so polite that King Creon was confused.
Maybe what the soldiers said so far wasn’t a lie.
Maybe the adventurers were jealous and jealous, so they just had sex, but they said strange things about it.
“Heh, heh heh… Now, wait a minute. So, the pregnancy…?”
“It’s been a month now, but…”
Megara ran her hand her across his lower abdomen her, giving her an embarrassing smile.
“If the next menstruation does not come, it must mean that Hercules has a child.”
“Her her…”
“Lungs, Your Majesty?!”
King Creon collapsed with foam at his mouth his in a different way.
* * * *
Marriage.
As a god, he had been married several times, but as Hercules, this was the first.
-You guys don’t get married.
-Why?
– If you’re not going to do it, don’t do it, damn it.
Some say don’t get married.
Marriage is said to be a shortcut to a man’s grave, a path where freedom disappears and only responsibility arises.
However, if there is a person who wants to marry, if she thinks it is okay to spend her whole life with this woman, then she can consider marriage.
“Ehh. Me or who will take this woman?”
“…What are you saying?”
Megara, held in my arms, was sucking on her fresh cock her, then brusquely touched my cock with her hand her.
“You know there’s no other woman besides me who can handle your cock like this, right?”
“Why not. There are hydras, and there are lionesses of Mount Kityrone, and more will come out if you find them?”
“…But like this, there’s no bitch who can always open her pussy for you, right?”
Megara sucked her cock her and she rode right on top of me.
“Among the women, is there a woman who can climb on top like this?”
“Kuh, no.”
In this world, which is hard to find in Greece, and the basic thing is that women are below men, if there is a woman who can stand above men, she must be this woman.
“Cheer, tighten it. Tighten it more. So my cock is so soft that I can no longer get an erection with another woman.”
“And what if it’s to the point where you won’t stand even if you look at me?”
“If that’s the case, then you should stand up.”
I reached down with her hand her and slipped it gently into Megara’s ass her.
“Town…?!”
“A man has a place called the prostate. And if you poke that place, the cum will ooze out. Do you think that’s all there is to it? Even a soft cock can be hard to swallow.”
“I-you want me to put her finger in there?”
“No. Suck it with your tongue.”
“…”
Megara frowned.
“Why? You think you can’t?”
“…Do it now?”
“No, no. Someday, later.”
If that’s the time
“Ahhh, that’s good.”
Beaureureus.
Without warning, I ejaculated inside Megara.
Megara accepted it without complaint, and I lazily looked up at her and ran my hand over Megara’s her, sweeping it from my chest her to her neck her.
“In order to live like this leisurely having sex with each other, there should be no such thing as gigantes or beasts attacking humans, right?”
“…Do you know what will happen if humans multiply too much?”
Megara slowly stroked my neck.
That feeling reminded her of a long time ago, before I was born in this world, when she had a one night stand against a white horse, and her heart sank.
“Why?”
“…No, just.”
It’s just an unpleasant feeling of deja vu.
Suppressing that feeling, I grabbed Megara’s hips her.
“If humans increase, the realm of the gods will shrink, and humans will know that they know God, and then it will become a world of humans and the gods will be forgotten. Humans fight among themselves and the world perishes.”
“…With knowing that.”
“That’s none of my business.”
There’s just one thing that’s important to me.
“Megara.”
I lifted her torso and grabbed Megara’s chin.
“It just takes care of everything that’s interfering with our marriage.”
“…Huh.”
Megara silently passed her hand behind my neck.
After.
Gigantes, who seemed like something should have appeared, no longer appeared.
