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Yami Zhoray, who could barely express himself, looked at a smiling Javier whose face barely reached his chin.
—…—.
—I already told you that you can't speak because you don't know how to pronounce, wait a bit and I'll teach you—.
Javier told her that he raised his hand to dry her wet hair, but was repelled by a slap.
—Now you have a body and you can get sick if you leave your hair like that… sit here—.
Sitting her down, Javier quickly began drying Yami's straight golden hair.
—Mm♫, hm♫, lullaby♫, an♫, hehehe♫—.
Humming and not stopping only at the golden hair, his hands ran over Yami's soft baby skin while slowly emphasizing Yami's large breasts.
—Not bad, cup H 104 cm, this softness, weight and density, cannot be compared with anything in this world—.
—Grrrrrrrr—.
—…Okay, let's continue drying your body♫—.
As the drying process ended, Yami's body began to glow very slightly.
—!—.
—You still have to take a good bath later, but with this cleansing magic that makes the dirt on your body disappear, you don't have to worry about odors.
Proud of having taken advantage of Yami's innocence, he begins to take out clothes.
—First, put this leg over here… let's go up, lift yourself up a little… Now the bra, let's put a little adaptive magic on it so it fits your breasts—.
Without any shame or embarrassment in dressing and touching a woman, the first thing Javier did was put on her white underwear, followed by black stockings that reached her thighs, a skirt above the knee, a short-sleeved blouse, an apron around her waist, and a headband on her head.
—Hmph! Not bad, you look gorgeous, Yami.
Yami, who saw Javier coming and about to hug her, steps back and sits down on the chair.
—…one of my dreams has come true. Dressing a girl as a Maid—.
Shedding tears of happiness, Javier forgot about Yami who was spinning in his seat, repeatedly tapping his foot on the pedestal where the slime was located, moving some configurations on Rinka and Sayaka.
—Why did Rinka's cylinder open?!—.
Leaving the thought to the back of his memory, he takes Rinka, who was beginning to wake up, in his arms.
—Are you okay? Do you know who I am? Do you remember who you are?
—wue…. Javier Onii-chan, where are we?… I remember we were in the park and… Hey, Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!… It-it hurts!—.
Falling face first after pushing Javier, he tried to get up, but his muscles, still atrophied from never having used them, prevented him from rising.
-Take-.
Offering her a dry towel, he used another to cover the female body in all its expression, toned thighs and looking up you could see some nice milk buns while you could clearly see her private parts.
—… you e-enjoy the view—.
-What are you taking about?-.
Blushing with embarrassment at the thought of Javier seeing her in her birthday suit, she hurriedly covered her body with the towel, revealing a much more sensual silhouette than simply seeing her naked.
Accentuating the towel between those tiny breasts that were beginning to grow. Looking down at a narrow waist and even more, healthy thighs that, thanks to the fabric, created an abyss of darkness, drawing even more attention.
—You can stop seeing so much—.
Rinka murmured, but Javier ignored her and moved a little closer, taking the towel from her hands to dry her hair.
—Is that okay?—.
—Yes… Where are we? Why am I naked?—
—I didn't tell you we were going to a different world, this is the basement of my house, and the reason why you're naked, you can see it next to you—.
—Why is there a woman in that tube with yellowish liquid?!—.
—In order to come with me, your old body was discarded…—.
—Uh, ah, mm, I see…—.
Ending the conversation abruptly, only the sound of the cloth against Rinka's hair was heard, only for a new sound to be heard and the glass cylinder to absorb the yellowish liquid and Sayaka's body to fall and be taken in a princess hug.
—Mm-mmm…. Aaaaaaaah! It-it hurts!!—.
—Stop beating around the bush, Yami!—.
Scolding Yami who stopped spinning, he turned his gaze to Sayaka who had fallen face down, being able to see her bare back.
—Mm… Where am I? Because I'm naked and wet?—.
—Take this and stop moving if you don't want to fall again—.
—… You-you—.
—Who else were you expecting?—.
Laughing, Javier wrapped Sayaka's body in a small towel, making it so that the soft flesh like steamed fish couldn't be covered by spilling out, especially the lush breasts the size of a watermelon, followed by wide hips along with a naughty butt and long legs where the chubby thighs couldn't fit, leaving the stomach and flat belly exposed.
—I kept my promise, your body is as healthy as any young woman your age without a sex life.
-… thank you-.
He said, bowing his head, letting fall a tear that carried all his shadows.
—Hey, Javier Onii-chan—.
-Tell me-.
—Who are these two Onee-san?—.
—The one who's distracted and keeps wandering around is Yami Zhoray. Now introduce yourself properly.
—…I have to do it—.
—It's your decision, but who knows what would happen if—.
—I understand!… you are no different from them… My name is Akimiya Sayaka, I am 16 years old… I was saved by Javier from becoming a semen bag… of the entire school—.
Biting her lip in embarrassment in front of two strangers, she shot him a look of resentment and revenge, but Javier just shrugged.
—Ooooh, it's my turn♫. Rinka Okino I'm… 11 years old, on multiple occasions the old men wanted to rape me, but Javier Onii-chan saved me from being turned into the masturbator of the elderly—.
—!—.
—I know, now it's my turn—.
Standing up, he put his hands on his waist to present himself heroically.
—My name is Javier Valderrama, I am 30 years old, but now I look like a 17-year-old boy. I am the hentai God, worship me and masturbate in front of me!—.
Applause
—Hehehe♫, how funny Javier Onii-chan is♫—.
—I can't believe I got dragged away by that pervert.
—Thanks for the compliments, Saya♫♫—.
—Waaa! Where are you playing, you degenerate!—.
Taking advantage of the moment when she was defenseless, Javier hugged her from behind, grabbing her from the base of her breasts, lifting them.
—Wow, they're heavier than they look♫♫. But this softness is like hot wax—.
—Ah♡, wa-wait♡, what's up with those hands♡♡, stop♡—.
—Who do you think I am?—.
—A pervert, lustful, degenerate uuuu♡♡—.
Shuddering as he tightened his grip, something that would make a woman moan, but in pain and not pleasure, as Sayaka was feeling.
—Thanks for the compliments, 'lamer'—.
—Iuuu♡—.
—Hehehe, what a nice sound you let out, so your neck is sensitive♫—.
"You-fool♡… abuser♡—.
Rinka, who saw firsthand how Javier made Sayaka shudder with lust, mocking the large breasts without touching the erect salmon-colored nipples.
Touching her tiny breasts that have not yet grown, Rinka smiles with wicked intoxication.
—Nee, Javier Onii-chan why do you only attack Onee-chan, Rinka feels lonely—.
—Ah♡, aha♡, mmm♡, what are you doing mmm♡♡?—.
—!! ♫♫—.
Sayaka was left in a state of pleasure just by being teased under her breast as Javier pleased, her chubby thighs rubbing together, feeling her pussy begin to itch.
Rinka, with her limited mobility, loosened her towel, revealing her delicate body and tiny breasts while covering her crotch, giving him a lascivious view.
—nimimsiumiumd—.
—!—.
—ue♡…—.
—Oh, the other Onee-chan—.
Only noticing Yami when he growled, Akimiya felt the grip on her tits loosen and with the little strength in her body, she ran on all fours next to Rinka.
Javier had a lot to say when he saw her butt moving from side to side as if he were invited to, and he coughed to calm the place down.
—Cough, let's leave this for another time. It's time to explain some things you need to know.
He said as he watched the towels arrange themselves around their bodies.
"This world isn't very different from Japan as you know it. But there are certain divergences at certain points in history that don't pose any problems. The technology is a bit more advanced than in your world, but nothing out of this world, as are some new energy resources. Another point, especially ours, is that we're related."
—Ah!—.
—What do you mean by the Javier Onii-chan family?—.
—I was expecting your reaction, so check this out.
A screen appeared, dividing Javier on one side and Rinka and Sayaka on the other. It showed traces of a plane crash, a list of the names of those who died, and documents proving they were related.
"You're saying you're our cousin. But how did you come up with such a story? Don't tell me it's you!"
—No! I may be a pervert, but that's as far as I go. I would never kill innocent people to cover up our origins. Who do you think I am?
—A lustful degenerate—.
—A perverted thug Onii-chan—.
—Ugh, they know their praise won't get them anywhere, hehehe♫♫—.
Being the first time they didn't know how to deal with someone, they put those thoughts behind them when they saw Javier get serious.
—This was an accident a year ago. I just put something here, another there, and here we are. My mother is Japanese, Kyoko Valderrama, and my father is British, Arvel Valderrama. My father owns a modeling agency; my mother is a cosmetologist. My aunt Masako Okino and her husband, Koji Okino, traveled that day as if on a second honeymoon.
—I-I see… From now on I am Rinka-chan's older sister—.
—Ehehehe, nice to meet you, Sayaka Nee-chan—.
Nodding at how well Sayaka and Rinka had taken their new family, he continued to explain.
"After losing my parents, I decided to become independent and sell the shares in the modeling agency, deciding to live in Japan with my cousins. That's the official story, but you already know the truth, and I hope it stays just between the three of us."
—No need to worry, Javier Onii-chan, Rinka knows how to keep secrets.
Rinka said, sticking out her chest.
—Uuuh, for my part I won't tell anyone—.
-Good-.
—By the way, why are you pretending to be a teenager?—.
—I want to enjoy school again, isn't it obvious—.
—Mmmm, ehehe, what Javier Onii-chan is surely looking for is innocent girls to make them fall into his clutches, 'grunt'♡ Bad Onii-chan♫♫—.
—Ehehe—.
Laughing that she couldn't deny an undeniable fact, Sayaka let out a deep sigh at the playful behavior.
"There's a lot I want to say, but I'll save it for another time. Why do you need us in the first place? Aren't you an altruistic being? If you claim to be the Hentai God, you can grab any woman you meet on the street, so why bother with us?"
—It was a whim, saving myself from being a slave to cocks and drugs is a simple whim I wanted to indulge in, since you have a great body and an excellent attitude in every way. I was going to do the same for Rinka, but the more I interacted with her, it made me realize a little sister I never got to see grow up when she died and became the hentai God… Happy with the answer—.
—More or less. And what do you say about her?—
—… Ummm, mmmm, you could say he's the original owner of the land I bought.
—Ah, could you speak clearly?
—It's not like I said, before she was a dark entity that cursed everyone who had her lands to kill you, but I tamed her, and built her body with the ideal of a woman I want, don't you think she's perfect!—.
—!—.
Receiving a kick to the neck that sent him to the ground, Javier quickly backs up to Sayaka hiding behind his back and says.
—Well, we need to teach him the basics of life and manners, he's wild now. I'll leave it to you.—
—Aaah—.
—I don't want to! That onee-chan is scary, I don't want to do it, Javier Onii-chan, his eyes look hollow and that gives me the creeps—.
—Ehhh, don't say that, they're both girls, girls aren't there to lean on each other—.
—Don't talk nonsense just because you can't control it! A normal person would die from a broken neck from that kick.
—That's it, that's it, tell him Onee-chan—.
—… Fight—.
—What a fight! You stupid God.
—Uhg, niu yas gigas (not the cheeks)—.
—Aaaaah, also because she has maid clothes and we have towels—.
—Well, hehehe♡♡—.
—Boohoo, Javier Onii-chan's head is only thinking dirty thoughts. Aaah, it can't be helped, yes, if Javier Onii-chan can't hold back, Rinka will sacrifice his body.
—Stop playing around, now give us clothes to wear or are you going to keep us naked?
—Hmph, though I meant it.
Rinka's murmur went unnoticed, Javier, who was being pressured by a lawyer Sayaka, between her serious and annoying eyes or a deep crack to the abyss that the towel was not able to contain.
—Stop staring at my breasts—.
—It hurts, it hurts, don't touch my ear… Mmmm, here—.
—Just this—.
"Yeah, I was going to give you some underwear, but I changed my mind. Now if you want more clothes, you can kneel and beg for them."
—...—.
Reasonably considering what it meant to grovel before Javier, who was commanding her with arrogance, she turned around and put on the shirt, which was a bit too big for her, but not enough to cover her, leaving her with a miniskirt. Sayaka immediately wanted to wrap the towel around her waist, but it disappeared, and she turned back to see Javier, who was playing dumb.
-That?-.
—You're a…—.
—If there's no proof, you can't blame me. ♫ He looks at Rinka, but it doesn't seem to affect him.
—...it fits her like a robe, of course she wouldn't complain—.
—Then blame your body.
—!—.
Reaching a limit she didn't think she had, Sayaka also tried to slap Javier, but Rinka took her hand.
—Don't get angry, Sasa Nee-chan, you'll fall into her game if you do.
—… wuuuuu, you're right. What's this Sasa thing?—.
—Well, since we're going to be sisters, I thought I'd call you Sasa Nee-chan from now on, do you like it?♫—.
—I like it, can I call you Rin Rin-chan?—.
—Rin Rin♫♫, I like how it sounds—.
—You need something—.
Dry, when addressing Javier, who seemed to be waiting for something that was finally understandable, Rinka responded with a smile.
—Hehehe, what things do you expect, Javier Onii-chan. If Javier Onii-chan is simply Javier Onii-chan, there's nothing more to it than that, how naughty of him to expect something from us.
Having fun, but at the same time not being left open-mouthed, Javier saw that everything didn't go as expected.
—Cough, well, we're done here. Time to get out of the basement and show them where they'll be living from now on.
—Wait a minute, how do you think we'll do it if we can't move very well yet?—.
—You're right, Sasa onee-chan, from the waist down, I feel all numb, just like a whole day of passion with the reward of a warm, milky and thick♡♡, nya—.
—Ugh, Rin Rin-chan, could you stop talking like that, you're a child, remember?
—Yes, Sasa onee-chan—.
—If you want to talk with double meaning, only when with someone you trust or with family, Saya-chan is right about that.
—Why do you call me diminutives like a little girl?—.
—...Okay, let's go, Saya-chan, Rinka-chan—.
—Don't try to avoid the subject!—.
Wanting to get his way, Javier touches both girls' heads and his body begins to glow slightly.
—Does it feel that fresh?—.
—What did you do, Javier Onii-chan?—.
—It's a simple cleansing spell, it will remove the smells and suicide, but it can't remove the feeling when bathing.
Both of their eyes sparkled as they discovered something as wonderful as removing odors and dirt, something that many women, ever since they began to perceive their own bodies, would kill to have.
—Come on, Yami!—.
Yami, who was called, stood up from her seat, walking stiffly and awkwardly in front of Javier and behind him Rinka and Sayaka who were helping each other up as they felt the numbness in their bodies.
Leading the way, Javier, out of conscience, moved the space to get within a few meters of the door, since he couldn't make them walk several kilometers.
—Are you two okay? You're already recovering.
—We're fine, it's still a little difficult—.
—We have no problems—.
Smiling a little, preventing her from asking more questions and a forceful response from Sayaka, Javier turned his back on both girls who began to chat.
—… What do you plan to do from now on?—.
—Mmm, no need to ask, I'll stay next to Javier Onii-chan—.
—You know that's dangerous—.
—You don't seem to understand, Sasa Nee-chan, don't lock yourself into the prejudice of the men who attacked us, Javier Onii-chan may be a womanizing scoundrel, but he's a good person and he'll help you—.
—You know that doesn't make me feel safe at all, which makes me want to get out of here.
—Hehehe, it may be that for girls like us, the most dangerous thing is to be around that kind of person, but if you look at it from the other side, there's nothing to fear if we already know what they're like. Very different from the people on the street we've never met.
—Ugh, I wonder who's the oldest and who's the youngest.
—Ehehehe, you think too much Sasa Nee-chan—.
-Could be-.
—Excuse me for interrupting your conversation, but we can pick up where we left off—.
-What are you talking about?-.
On guard against Javier, Rinka slumped her shoulders and shook her head reluctantly at Sayaka's surly behavior even though she is a gentle person.
—I want you two to teach Yami manners and girly things. You know.
-By !...-.
—!—.
—!... Yami stops banging on the door, it wasn't his fault!—.
Javier shouted as he approached an enraged Yami, kicking the door multiple times, but not leaving a single scratch on it.
—Hold on, let me see you… It's a scratch. Heal, heal, froggy ass, if you don't heal today, the hentai god will lick it.
—Momoanmomvom—.
Ignoring Yami's grunt, Javier wiped the blood from Yami's forehead and nose with his handkerchief. The scratch on Yami's snow-white skin healed, leaving no trace of the damage.
Javier turned around to say something to Sayaka and Rinka, he ducks and, as if an iron beam had been released from a pendulum, he dodges and grabs Yami's leg as he tries to give him an upward kick to the head.
—Tuuuuu, stop getting angry about things that aren't my fault. First of all, you can't do that whole crossing walls thing anymore, since it wasn't an entity; second, I don't have to put up with you trying to solve everything you don't like with violence... Now be a good girl and wait... Will you?...—
—...—.
—...—.
Both of them shook their heads several times, Javier feeling a headache due to Yami's unpredictable behavior, dropping the subject.