Reincarnated in a depressing erotic world but living a normal life (right?)

Bonus: The story of a pla… of a Betrayal.

"What do you plan to do now...?"The question hung suspended in the stale air of the living room.

"Your voice is insane... And this thing coming out of you... you are no lady."

In that room, isolated from the rest of the world, a man consumed by a mixture of madness and malice loomed over a woman lying on the floor, motionless and plunged into a sensory agony that defied all logic.

"Right now, you are nothing more than a shadow of what you pretended to be."

Kaelen, his gaze darkened by the effect of the flashing lights that still danced in his memory, acted with an arrogance unimaginable for his original self.

"Now you're just a slutty whore!!"

At that moment, he leaned in and, with a violent motion, slid his hand under Elara's skirt.

"Ohhhhh!?!?"

Then, without hesitation, he applied brutal pressure, sinking his fingers against the silk of her tights and underwear, invading the last corner of her privacy with a force that sought to humiliate as much as to subdue.

"Is it so good that... that Kaelen puts his fingers in like this?! Ahhh!"

That contact, devoid of any trace of tenderness, was the final trigger.

(Ba-dum... ba-dum...)

Elara's nervous system, overloaded by the anomalous drug, collapsed.

"It's driving me crazy... that these groans are coming out of my mouth! The pleasure is too much... it's madness!"

Her bodily fluids burst forth without control, soaking the fine fabric of her lingerie in a humiliating biological surrender.

"It's coming! I feel like I'm being pricked; they're stimulating me so much that something that shouldn't come out... is about to overflow!"

With a vacant stare and her cheeks flushed with a feverish heat, she pleaded through tears...

"I don't want to... I don't want to lose my dignity here! I don't want to get dirty! Aaah!"

But unfortunately for her, all she received in return, despite her pleas to the one she considered her precious friend...

"Oh..."

... Was the cold gaze of Kaelen, who watched her as if he were analyzing a glitch in a program that he himself had corrupted with curiosity.

"Please!"

Nevertheless, despite that, she did not give up. With her thoughts now completely absorbed by a single, desperate priority, she fought on.

"Cover me... stop this! The pride of the Vance's firstborn is crumbling! Please, use your fingers to stop what is about to happen!"

She ended up pleading for absurd acts, words that would never have crossed her lips under normal conditions.

(Psh-shoooo...)

While Elara's slender body was subdued by Kaelen's weight, pressing down on her back, she could only repeat harsh, guttural snorts.

"So, everything from before... was just a sham, wasn't it?"

With her mouth agape and a vacant stare, no trace remained of the radiant young woman from Saint-Valerie Academy.

"This is no joke...! Is my body really reacting like this?! Ngh...! I feel my insides kicking against your fingers...! Why is this happening?!"

In a swift and cruel motion, Kaelen thrust his fingers in to their limit, only to withdraw them suddenly.

(Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzt!)

As a result, she released an abundance of bodily fluids, arching her back in a final convulsion while her tongue peeked out from between her lips in the midst of a devastating orgasm.

"No, no, no...!"

With no further obstructions, she reached her absolute limit.

(Michimichi... buryu!)

"I can't stop my personality from being excreted! I was already stupid enough... I'm going to become a brainless vessel! The pleasure of my mind going blank is so intense...! I'm going to let go of everything I am while my juices gush out without control!"

Her once-beautiful clothing, the symbol of her status and purity, was soaked in a pinkish, gelatinous substance that seemed to have sprouted from her very essence, mixed with bodily fluids and reduced to mere rags.

(Bryuryun... nuchu!)

With her long black hair pressed against the pool of her own defeat, she collapsed with her legs spread, crashing against the living room floor.

"Ughhhhh! This is the end! My pussy and my ass are collapsing at the same time! It’s confirmed... I will only be a tool for sexual release...! Pigyuu!"

But that would not be the end...

"Hey, wake up!"

Because for both Kaelen Thorne and what remained of Elara Vance, this was just the beginning of a new and dark match.

(Shubaaaaa...)

And with a single command from her master, Elara opened her eyes wide.

"Greetings to my master! I have released all my despicable personality and I accept my new place!"

Finally, in an act of mechanical submission, she spread her legs and saluted, while her fluids dripped onto the living room floor.

"I am sorry for rejecting my handsome master's confession and then brazenly appearing before you for my own convenience!"

Her voice, once melodious, was now a chain of feverish and urgent babbles.

"From now on, I swear eternal loyalty as your number one property! It tingles, it tingles... It’s crazy to feel this way! I couldn't even pick my nose because I was expected to have dignity... but now I’m just cattle and I’m so happy!"

At that moment, the original "Elara" had died before Kaelen's eyes, who remained impassive, observing every moment.

"...."

As previously mentioned, the psychedelic flash from the night before had plunged him into a lucid madness; for him, this scenario was simply a necessary phase of his new order.

(Mwaa)

And immediately, in the resulting silence, Kaelen unbuckled his belt and shed his pants.

"Nuhhhhh?! That is... a...!"

What was once a source of insecurity for him was now presented as the perfect training tool for his new acquisition.

"I can't hold back anymore! I... I will have it..."

At the same time, in response, Elara trembled with her gaze fixed on him, losing control of her breathing.

"Who gave permission for this?"

But regaining control, Kaelen struck her firmly; a punishment that, in the young woman's altered state, was received as the greatest of rewards.

"Pigyooooooooooo! I'm being punished and I'm cumming!"

Thus, the girl collapsed onto her back with an expression of absolute ecstasy.

(Psh-sho)

She trembled uncontrollably, crouching with her tongue out and bowing her head like a domestic animal.

"I am so sorry... there is no way for a sow to move without her master's orders..."

But undeterred by the scene, Kaelen approached her, invading her personal space.

"First, smell it. Make sure you don't disrespect it."

And with a dominant attitude, he dragged his virility across the former young woman's face.

"Nuuuuuuuu! Not only are you forgiving me, but you’re even letting me smell you... you’re too handsome! Humiliating my nose feels so good..."

In response, Elara began to sniff with an addictive urgency, losing any trace of decorum.

"It smells so strong it's crazy! I'm becoming addicted to this... especially the head... I just want to keep smelling this forever."

In that way, the depravity intensified.

"Fine... now suck it to the base... while picking your nose with your fingers."

The people they both once had been vanished, leaving behind mere shells of themselves.

"Is it really okay? I was very rude before..."

They looked the same as before, they had the same memories as before, and even their souls were the originals.

"If you don't want it, that's no problem."

But something fundamental within both of them had been irremediably altered.

"No, no, no! That's not true! Please, don't take it away!"

Thanks to that, in essence, they were no longer the same.

"Then, go ahead!"

... Now they were nothing more than shadows of what they truly could have been.

"Yes... then..."

That happy ending had been snatched away from them by a simple error, and perhaps it would never return.

(Njuryuryu...)

But unconscious of such things, Elara surrendered to the act with a voracious desperation, wrapping her tongue in circular movements while her own fingers continued to stimulate her, breaking the last partition of her conscience.

"My lips are stretching! It’s going to come out! Don't try to escape my suction! It's okay for you to fire inside here at any time!"

(Goooooosh! Splat!)

Kaelen watched her from above, maintaining his tone of contempt.

"But seriously... you are too promiscuous. You lied about being a rich, refined girl. In the end, this is all you wanted."

(Squish, squish...)

"I am extremely pleased that you enjoyed it... Damn it! I can't hold back! Pigyuuuuu!"

(Pusshoshooooooooo!)

Thus, Elara finally collapsed, fainting from the sensory overload.

"Ah, ah... she's passed out. Fine... it’s an order. Go and drug every woman in your house. I will turn them all into cattle."

However, Kaelen only watched her for a moment before issuing his final order, one that would seal the fate of the entire Vance family lineage.

"Yes... I would be delighted to do so..."

To which she, even in her state of unconsciousness, nodded as if she were plunged into an absolute delirium where her master's orders were now the only law governing her being.

"Fine..."

In that way, with an impassive expression, the boy began the preparations.

"Miss Elara... you seem to have arrived home a bit late... what happened?"

And so, time passed relentlessly until the young woman's return to the mansion.

"It’s nothing... And more importantly, what about dinner?"

At the entrance, Lyra, the white-haired maid, tilted her head with a look of concern on her face despite her usual expressionlessness.

"Eh...? I will prepare for that from now on..."

But hearing the young woman's question, Lyra blinked, confused by her lady's unusually light tone.

(What did that "more importantly" mean?)

To the maid, that felt strange.

(Did things go wrong? Was she faking that smile to hide the pain?)

Based on those thoughts, Lyra decided that, for the moment, it would be best not to inquire further.

"That is convenient... no, actually it isn't. I will prepare everyone's portions so that everyone can rest."

But immersed in her thoughts, the maid was unable to notice the anomaly in her lady's behavior.

"But... that would mean I cannot fulfill my duties as a maid... Mmmph!?"

However, to avoid any kind of suspicion, Elara—following Kaelen's orders—stole Lyra's lips, throwing her thoughts off balance.

"Ahhh... Please... I just want to reward you for your kindness."

Using the knowledge that Elara had given him about the maid, Kaelen quickly understood the nature of the bond between them, opting to use their relationship to his advantage to destabilize the maid.

"Oh... that's not right, my lady..."

Thanks to that, the infiltration took effect without any major setbacks.

"All right, then wait here in silence..."

And after silencing her with a surprise kiss that left the maid breathless, Elara brushed past her.

"Mmm... haa..."

Leaving behind Lyra, who remained stunned, watching her mistress disappear down the hallway toward the kitchen.

(... Miss)

Left alone, the maid remained motionless for a long time, her cheeks flushed with a blush she couldn't control.

"Did your older sister prepare dinner tonight?"

In this way, the family finally gathered in the dining room.

"That's right... I thought that sometimes I should do things for myself, instead of just waiting for others to serve."

The table, of massive dimensions, was filled with dishes. However, there was no sign of the haute cuisine that usually decorated the dining room; instead, the space was filled with homemade dishes, mainly hamburgers and common side dishes.

"It looks delicious!"

With sparkling eyes, Sera, the younger sister, was especially prone to that kind of food, which is why Elara had consciously prepared that feast.

"... I'm home... sorry... the board meeting ran late... Eh? Elara... that apron..."

At that moment, Gremory, Elara's mother, entered the dining room with tiredness marked on her elegant face after a long day of business.

"Yes, I did it, you know?"

Using the knowledge of her family and loved ones, Elara crafted a plan using her brilliant mind under Kaelen's orders to betray them.

"I’m sorry to bother you when you should be focused on your studies..."

She acted normally, smiling genuinely as always, feigning concern for others and taking advantage of the trust she had built.

"It’s okay... Soon we will all be cattle... I mean, Mom has also had a very hard time lately. So, Sera... could you go find Lyra? I want us all to eat together today..."

And with her characteristic innocence, she handed her family over to ruin, smiling brightly.

"I understand."

With that, her younger sister ran obediently down the hall.

"I'll be down as soon as I've changed."

Her mother, Gremory, watched Elara leave after those words with a warm smile, seeing her off as she went, leaving the dining room in a momentary silence.

"But before that, one more thing..."

There, in the emptiness of the room, Elara stood with a vile, icy smile hidden on her face upon returning, observing that everyone was present.

"What is it?"

Just when Sera thought she could finally enjoy the food, Lyra raised her hand, stopping her.

"This... it was lying in the hallway. I didn't know who it belonged to, so I had to check it."

What Lyra showed at that moment before everyone was a light blue notebook that at first glance seemed insignificant.

"Oh, that's mine! Thank you!"

In response, Sera's eyes locked onto the object, her cheeks flushing violently.

"What's wrong? You have me worried."

And immediately, in a panic, she snatched the notebook from Lyra's hands, hiding it behind her back, drawing the attention of her concerned mother, Gremory.

"Eh... it's nothing! It's for studying! Just study things!"

In a panic, Sera tried to hide the contents of the book, unaware that the maid had already read what was inside.

(Studying? The contents of that notebook were far from academic. There were phrases like: "My older sister was so cute today," or "I secretly tried on Elara's clothes," and even "I wonder what I should get her for her birthday... I have so many options I can't decide...")

To Lyra, it seemed almost unbelievable. How could Sera, despite no longer having her father, still depend so absolutely on her older sister? However, Lyra, maintaining her usual slow pace, nodded so as not to break the atmosphere.

"Yes, that's true... I apologize for talking nonsense. I was simply quoting a phrase from a book I read recently... please interpret it as a momentary slip on my part."

"Ah, I see. I'm very glad to know this more imaginative side of Lyra..."

In reaction to such an action, the mother, Gremory, somewhat cluelessly believed the excuse because of how her husband had overprotected her in life, fearing that her kindness would make her an easy target for any deception. Therefore, she accepted Lyra's explanations without a second thought.

"B-but the most important thing is that we have to eat before it gets cold!"

However, Sera, wanting to break the awkward atmosphere, deliberately raised her voice to divert attention.

"I apologize for my interruption before dinner..."

"It’s okay, it’s okay. After all, I was the one who found it. Here... why don't you sit with us and have some too, Lyra?"

"Yes..."

Everyone nodded in agreement, and finally, the meal began.

"Eh? Aren't you going to eat too, big sister?"

But in the middle of the meal, the first to notice that something was wrong was Sera, noticing that while she had already devoured half of her plate, Elara's hamburger remained untouched.

"Miss... do you feel unwell?"

The next to react was Lyra, who stopped eating and watched her intently.

"Really? If so, you can go rest in your room if you want."

Everyone at that table was deeply kind and cared for her with a heartbreaking sincerity. But...

"I'm sorry."

What they received in return at that moment were words spoken in an almost inaudible whisper that, in any other circumstance, would have been interpreted as an apology for her lack of appetite; however, Elara was smiling while her eyes reflected the intensity of a hunter watching her prey already caught in the net.

"Miss..."

Noticing that disturbing expression, Lyra stood up abruptly, trying to decipher what was actually happening in her lady's mind.

(Ting!)

But at that instant, Gremory's fork fell to the floor with a metallic clang that echoed throughout the dining room.