Low Female Attendance Chapter 3 / Rana Sleeps In His Own Bed For Once (Patreon)

Hi backers! We're here once again with another end of the month personal project story. It's been a while since I updated "Low Female Attendance At The Next Tournament: The Backstory", but older readers will remember it as one of my own personal passion projects, and something I've been eagerly chipping away over time. I really love this story a lot, so I'm grateful to people for voting for it~ ♥

As a direct follow-up to the previous chapter, in which the protagonist bedded Kasumi and Ayane separately, the sisters are now getting the "privilege" of doing him together. Although Kasumi seems less than enthusiastic about the whole thing.

The other upload for the end of May is a second Patreon Backer short called "Rana Sleeps In His Own Bed For Once." The backer who requested it cited that the entirety of the body of pornography for Queen's Blade Milf Cattleya is limited exclusively to either rape with random ugly thugs, or getting her puss done-in by her cutesy son, Rana. So this is a play on that, where Rana unfortunately doesn't get to bone his mom for the millionth time because, hooray, her estranged husband Owen has returned to their household and they get to the babymaking sex in short order. Poor Rana!

Thanks again for the continued support everyone, you guys are tops. Lately I've been thinking how nice it is that I can make writing a full-time thing so I just wanna say big ups on that particular hizzle-dizzle.

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"Huaaaah! Haaahhn... Cock... Cock..." She threw her head back, head bobbing left and right. Her tongue was pointing at the sky, whipping around in circles as she imagined a big, hefty penis plopping onto the red landing strip in her mouth, driving into her throat... or sinking into the playground of her chest. But not her pussy! Not on a super-unsafe day! It felt like her eggs were teeming in her womb right now, jostling for a lick of cum to share out amongst 'em! "Pl-Please... Please!"

Ayane might've thought she was gonna say, "Please give it to me!" by her tone, but the words emerging from that locker were a clue that she still had some of her sense left, even with that cute vibrator running her puss ragged. "Please... Make him wrap it up first! I'm h-hyper-fertile! I'll have a dozen babies for sure! Eek!"

Ayane cocked an eyebrow and put a finger to her chin, like she didn't even understand the request. "Haaaah? Wrap it up... as in?" She pouted in concentration... her thighs rubbing against each other and plump rear end swaying... When Ayane finally got the idea, she hopped up onto her toes. "Oh... oh! Ahahahaha! You mean one of those... rubber things?! Give me a break, Kasumi~"

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It was with heads held high that Cattleya, Owen and their son Rana had returned home. The family had a whole new host of adventures under their belts, the glory of battle still alive in their hearts, and yet it still felt as if the return home could not have come any sooner. There were younger droves of adventuring women to carry on the work of heroes: all Owen wanted from now on was to spend his days peacefully with the one he had married.

He was now back with his matronly wife, a woman now much too soft and plump to be out adventuring, and all Owen wanted to do was make up for the lost time they should have spent together, and the lost children they should have been making. It was no secret that both husband and wife had never planned to stop at just one child, after all. When their boy was as beautiful as Rana, it felt almost rude to not be making many, many more cuties just like him in Cattleya's most receptive womb.

These were the thoughts crossing his mind as he sank down into the boiling-hot waters of the bath Cattleya had prepared for him. The steaming water eased the ache from his bones, as if preparing him for his greatest adventure yet. The quest to make up his absence to Cattleya in their marital bed, and reduce the woman to the trembling, orgasmic state she rightfully deserved.