As Michi, Appolo, and Henu entered the city of Histaran, they were immediately struck by its decadence. Brothels lined the streets, and beautiful girls walked openly, their eyes scanning the crowds for potential customers.
Appolo and Henu, noticing Michi's wide-eyed stare, poked their fingers into his eyes. "Awww, why did you do that? I haven't said or done anything!" Michi exclaimed.
Appolo chuckled. "Don't think too much, Michi. Just enjoy the view."
Henu grinned mischievously. "Michi onii-chan, your manhood is still not large enough to handle such pleasures. Just walk with us and don't wander alone."
Michi's face turned bright red as he protested, "It's nothing like that!"
But before he could continue, a group of girls, all wearing revealing outfits, jumped on him, covering his face with lipstick marks. They started forcing him to go with them, laughing and teasing him.
"Come on, cutie! Let's have some fun!" one of them exclaimed.
"Yeah, you look like you need a little excitement in your life!" another added.
Michi struggled to free himself, but the girls overpowered him. They dragged him through the streets, leaving a trail of laughter and whispers in their wake.
Appolo and Henu followed behind, trying to stifle their grins. "This is too good to miss," Appolo chuckled.
Henu nodded, his eyes shining with mirth. "Michi onii-chan's face is so red!"
Just as it seemed like the girls were about to drag Michi into a nearby brothel, Henu unleashed a blast of fire, burning Michi's clothes off his body. The girls gasped in shock as Michi stood exposed, his face still covered in lipstick.
As they took in the sight of Michi's naked body, they all exclaimed in unison, "TINY!" and quickly dispersed, leaving Michi feeling embarrassed and depressed.
Michi looked at Appolo and Henu, tears in his eyes. "You should have thought better…don't always bring my tiny…"
Appolo and Henu burst out laughing, unable to contain their mirth. Michi wore new clothes, still looking embarrassed, and continued walking with his friends through the lustful area.
Henu teased him, "Michi onii-chan, you still have lipstick marks on your face."
Michi blushed and rubbed them off, his face still red. Henu continued, "I have photographic memory, so I'll make sure to remember this moment for when we meet Airi onee-san in the future."
Michi just thought about the upcoming embarrassment he would face.
Appolo interrupted their banter, "Okay guys, it seems we're close. I'm sensing an unnatural power."
Michi and Henu readied themselves, their senses on high alert.
In a nearby mansion, a heavy male voice spoke from a window, "It seems we have some unwelcome guests. Go and take care of them, Thelma dear."
Thelma, a beautiful but deadly woman, replied, "As you wish, master," and jumped out of the window, ready to face the trio.
As Michi, Appolo, and Henu approached the mansion, they noticed a figure descending from the sky. Thelma, the Thorn Girl of Histaran, landed directly on Michi's crotch, her pointy heels digging into his sensitive area.
"Oh dear, are you okay?" Thelma asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm, as she pressed her heel further into Michi's crotch.
Michi's eyes widened in agony, and he fainted, unable to withstand the pain.
Appolo quickly dragged Michi away, while Henu fired a small blast of flames at Michi's crotch to repair the damage. Michi screamed, "Aaaaaaaaaa!" as the burning fire scorched his skin, and he stood up, jumping around in agony.
Thelma smiled, seemingly enjoying Michi's misery. "Don't you have a better place to land?" Michi asked, still wincing in pain.
Thelma chuckled. "My dear, I am the Thorn Girl of Histaran. And I'm here to stop you from reaching my master."
Appolo slapped Michi at the back of his head, warning him to be careful. Michi rubbed his head, saying, "Look, lady, we don't want any trouble. Just leave us alone."
Thelma's smile grew wider. "How can I leave you, dear? You're targeting my master."
Suddenly, big spiky thorns emerged from Thelma's hands and back, making her ready to attack Michi. Michi hesitated, but Thelma was fast. A spike from her hand grazed Michi's left cheek, leaving a mark.
Michi gritted his teeth, holding his scythe. "Okay, I'm ready too."
The fight began, with Thelma unleashing a flurry of thorny attacks. Michi tried to defend himself, but Thelma's spikes were too fast, too sharp. She pierced his armor, his clothes, and his skin, leaving him bleeding and embarrassed.
At one point, Thelma's thorns entwined Michi's legs, tripping him. As he fell, Thelma's heel landed on his crotch again, making Michi scream in agony.
Henu and Appolo tried to intervene, but Thelma's thorns kept them at bay. Michi was on his own, struggling to keep up with Thelma's relentless attacks.
Just when it seemed like Thelma would emerge victorious, Michi remembered his training. He focused his energy, using his sword to deflect Thelma's spikes.
The fight continued, with both combatants exchanging blows. Michi's scythe clashed with Thelma's thorns, creating a shower of sparks.
In the end, Michi emerged victorious, but not without scars. Thelma lay defeated, her thorns wilted.
Michi stood panting, his clothes torn, his skin bleeding. "That was… embarrassing," he said, looking at Appolo and Henu.
Appolo chuckled. "You're telling me."
Henu grinned. "At least you won, Michi onii-chan."
Michi smiled, wincing in pain. "Yeah… I guess I did."
Thelma gets ready for the next round…
As Michi, Appolo, and Henu tried to move forward, Thelma suddenly attacked Michi from behind, shooting thorns into his buttocks. Michi screamed in agony, and the fight began again.
Thelma's thorns pierced Michi's skin, making him bleed and cry out in pain. Michi tried to defend himself, but Thelma's attacks were too fast, too precise. She targeted his most vulnerable areas, making Michi's face turn bright red with embarrassment.
At one point, Thelma's thorns entwined Michi's legs, tripping him. As he fell, Thelma's heel landed on his crotch again, making Michi scream in agony.
But Michi refused to give up. He used his scythe to deflect Thelma's spikes, slowly gaining the upper hand. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Thelma lay defeated, her thorns wilted.
Michi stood over her, naked and battered, his skin bleeding from countless wounds. Thelma looked up at him, a mixture of sadness and admiration on her face.
"Oh boy, you need to make it larger, you know right," she said, glancing at Michi's crotch.
Michi's face turned bright red as he hid his crotch with his hands. "Shut up!"
Thelma's expression turned serious. "Michi, please save Histaran city. My master… he's changed. He's become cruel and ruthless, using his power to exploit and harm others."
Michi's eyes narrowed. "What happened to him?" Thelma's voice cracked. "He returned from a journey two months ago, and since then, he's been different. He saved me from bandits, trained me, and never forced me to do anything. But now… he's guilty of so many crimes. Please, Michi, save him by killing him."
Michi nodded, his resolve firm. "We'll help you." Appolo and Henu nodded in agreement, and Thelma smiled, a hint of sadness still in her eyes. As they prepared to move forward, Thelma added, "By the way, your face has been revealed, so if you want to be safe, put off your underwear from your butt and wear it on your face." Michi's eyes widened in shock, but he did as Thelma suggested, wearing his underwear as a makeshift mask. Appolo and Henu burst into laughter, and Michi's face turned bright red. Thelma chuckled, a mischievous glint in her eye. "And as your tiny prince…" She grabbed a small leaf and placed it on Michi's manhood, smiling at him. "Oh boy, the leaf feels bigger." Michi's face turned more red, and Appolo and Henu collapsed into laughter. Thelma grinned, and the group set off towards the mansion, ready to face whatever lay ahead.
Michi, Appolo, Henu, and Thelma snuck into the mansion, their hearts racing with anticipation. They had to find the Sloth Stone and put an end to the master's evil plans. As they crept through the halls, they stumbled upon a room filled with clothes. Michi, eager to cover his nakedness, put off the underwear from his face and jumped into the pile, but his excitement was short-lived. The clothes were all ladies' garments, and Appolo, Henu, and Thelma couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"HENTAI!" they exclaimed in unison, their voices echoing through the room. Michi's face turned bright red as he emerged from the clothes, his embarrassment palpable.
Just then, they heard a loud voice booming from the next room. "Welcome, my guests!" The group cautiously approached the room, finding the master sitting on a bed, his massive body taking up most of the space. His chest glowed with an eerie light, signaling the presence of the Sloth Stone.
But before they could react, the master sprang into action, his body moving with unexpected speed. He pounced on Michi, pinning him to the ground. Appolo, Henu, and Thelma fled in terror, leaving Michi to face the master alone. "Best of luck, Michi!" they called out, their voices fading into the distance.
Michi struggled to free himself, but the master's grip was too strong. He felt his head being smashed into the ground, blood pouring down his face. As he lay there, dazed and helpless, the master taunted him. "Oww, you're a cute naked boy!"
Michi's spine shivered at the master's words, but he refused to give up. With a surge of adrenaline, he grabbed his scythe and started to fight back. The battle was intense, with both combatants exchanging blows. The master's sheer strength sent Michi flying across the room, but he refused to yield.
At one point, the master rolled on top of Michi, pinning him to the ground once more. Michi's scythe slipped from his grasp, and he felt the master's hot breath on his face. But Michi managed to wriggle free, his scythe flashing in the dim light.
The master roared in anger, his body glowing with dark energy. The fight continued, with neither side giving in. Michi's body ached from the master's relentless attacks, but he knew he had to keep going.
As the battle raged on, Michi caught glimpses of the master's past, his memories flashing before his eyes. He saw a once-noble warrior, corrupted by the power of the Sloth Stone.
The master's eyes locked onto Michi's, a fierce determination burning within them. "You may have won this time, Michi," he growled, "but our next encounter will be your last!"
And with that, the master vanished, leaving Michi battered and bruised. But Michi knew that this was far from over. The next fight would be even more brutal, and only one of them would emerge victorious.
As Michi struggled to his feet, he heard a faint whisper in his ear. "The true battle has only just begun, Michi. Prepare yourself."
Michi spun around, but there was no one there. The whisper seemed to come from all around him, echoing off the walls.
Suddenly, the room began to shake, and the sound of footsteps echoed through the halls. The master's voice boomed once more. "You may have survived this small victory, Michi, but my true power is yet to be unleashed!" The master comes again towards him…
Michi prepared himself for another brutal fight, knowing that the Master's strength was unmatched. As he stood tall, the Master's massive body dropped on him once again, sending Michi crashing to the ground. The impact was immense, and Michi felt his bones rattling beneath him.
The battle was Intense, with both combatants exchanging blows. Michi's scythe clashed with the Master's fists, creating a shower of sparks that illuminated the dark room. The Master's sheer strength sent Michi flying across the room, but he refused to yield. Michi's determination was fueled by his desire to protect his friends and uncover the truth about the Sloth Stone.
At one point, the Master rolled on top of Michi, pinning him to the ground. Michi's scythe slipped from his grasp, and he felt the Master's hot breath on his face. But Michi managed to wriggle free, his scythe flashing in the dim light. The Master's eyes widened in surprise, and for a moment, Michi saw a glimmer of the noble warrior he once was.
The fight continued, with neither side giving in. Michi's body ached from the Master's relentless attacks, but he knew he had to keep going. He thought of Thelma, Appolo, and Henu, and how they were counting on him to save the day.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Michi saw his chance. With a swift strike, he plunged his scythe into the Master's heart, retrieving the Sloth Stone. The Master's body shuddered, and he let out a deafening roar.
As the Master lay dying, Michi stood over him, victorious. But then, something unexpected happened. The leaf covering Michi's manhood finally dropped, revealing his glowing crotch. The Master's eyes widened in shock, and he whispered, "Oh God, please forgive my sins… I am coming…"
With those final words, the Master passed away, leaving Michi stunned. Michi felt a mix of emotions: relief, sadness, and a sense of accomplishment.
Michi put on the Master's long pants, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment. Appolo approached him, chuckling. "Michi, you seem more happy to get the pants, don't you?"
Henu nodded in agreement. "I have memorized everything, don't worry."
Thelma, however, remained silent, her eyes fixed on the Master's lifeless body. She moved closer, tears streaming down her face. "Thank you, Master, for saving me back then… Sorry I couldn't help you."
In a surprising turn of events, the Master's hand moved, touching Thelma's head. "Sorry, Thelma… I… have… caused… you… a… lot… of… troubles… Please forgive… me… Move on with your dreams… and don't marry this kid…" The Master's gaze fell on Michi, a hint of a smile on his lips. "He is a HENTAI…"
With those final words, the Master passed away, leaving Thelma heartbroken. She hugged Michi tightly, tears streaming down her face. "Please let me join you on your journey, Michi. I'll help you reach your destination."
Michi smiled, feeling a sense of camaraderie with Thelma. "Okay, but don't call me tiny again."
Thelma grinned mischievously. "Okay, tiny Michi."
Michi was about to respond when Appolo and Henu burst into laughter, holding Michi's shoulders. Michi couldn't help but join in, thinking about the future journeys ahead….