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No means No! - or ‘In a world of depravity and lust, a single man stands against the noncon aspects of it’ (Hentai-world, feat. OC-Insert)
There comes a time when a man has to be honest with himself.
When hurled in a hentai world, how would you behave?
Some would come up with excuses to play the pure saints or even the scum of the Earth to appease the pure essence of being either hypocritical or cringeworthy. So, I had easily found peace within the middle ground of it.
My name is Will Talley, I am a ‘yankee’ within the world of Hentai Japan, and I am a simple guy. My life changed into this after a fortuitous divine meeting with a dragon-like goddess.
The divine beast, who defined herself as Nelize the White Dragon, told me that my presence was needed to ‘fix a big problem in this world’. When I asked what she meant as I initially thought it was going to be a straightforward quest, she only mentioned one thing.
“It’s going to be simple for you to understand. You just need to keep your eyes open… and your senses vigilant.”
That told me much and, equally so, nothing. I didn’t even get the chance to prod for more info that I woke up in this new life. My body was the same as usual, my documentation was a copypaste of the one I had back in my previous life, but I had a new job in an office under a software company.
Not too big, not too little- the new workplace was neat and the work hours were not ruthless on me. Colleagues were also lovable in their own ways, and, while I used to keep away from some ‘freaks’, I realized this world had plenty of those due to how deprived it was.
What you think is possible in a doujin, then it will be available in this world. I didn’t realize this meant far more than just free sex. I had a few surprise encounters with perverted exhibitionists with trench coats, then I had a few workplace’s post-work hang outs ending with some of those ‘public sex clubs’ with these places having condoms, pills and all sort of stuff to not get stuck with an unplanned pregnancy while losing your mind during mind-blowing orgies and…
And then something happened which made me realize how bad it was.
It was a usual hang out, but it wasn’t as big as the rest. It was me and four more other guys. All normal bastards by all means, nothing that would suggest the kind of shit I would end up close to committing.
The club was unfamiliar, the name ‘Sweet Angel’ telling me nothing of what was going on as the guys started to praise the girls’ ‘precious frames’ and ‘cute cheeks’. I just was blissfully unaware of the heart-stopping sight that would soon happen.
My boner literally died on the spot as soon as my eyes were aimed at the approaching ‘angels’. Girls ranging from the range of eight up to the age of twelve were soon lining up before us.
I felt sick in the soul at the idea of being stuck in a ‘Loli’ situation. One thing was fiction, another was reality. These girls- these were real girls to me. They were, in that very view of mine, lil’ kids that were giving me some bedroom eyes I didn’t like at all.
And that wasn’t the end of it.
“I-I think I have to go,” I muttered to my ‘buddies’, the slimy fuckers paying attention mostly at the lolis. “Forgot I had some dinner in the oven.”
“Oh, but you can put something in my oven, daddy~.”
That response had me die a bit more as I stood up. “I have to go-”
“You will not go anywhere, worm,” Another girl spoke up, this time adopting a dominant tone. A mesugaki from the sharp look, smug attitude and expectation. “You think this is a game? You came here, and you will not leave until-”
“I think I will fucking go, brat,” I snapped angrily, the bile bubbling within my chest producing a most vitriolic look- it was enough to stun the little bitch and allow me to leave after paying the ‘visit fee’.
Even with that lil’ price to pay, I felt horrified by what had just happened and… I ended up skipping a full night of sleep. But it wasn’t the experience that caused me to keep awake- it was the curiosity to see what had just happened. How the fuck is this even legal?
Turns out that this world had a different age of consent than the one I was accustomed to. From 8, you are recognized as a sexually active partner. There was science backing this shit up. There was governmental support on a moral and legal level. The more I dug, the more I realized how much I missed.
I had failed to do some due research, for I would have spotted the issue the moment I used google to check this topic. It was massive- fuck, it was even worse as I realized one thing: consent is not necessarily relevant in some situations.
Most humans were forbidden to do this, but there were rare exemptions. Plus the monster girls and other entities that lived on Earth that were uncaring of the ‘ineffective notion of consent’. Succubi and Incubi were prime examples of that much to my growing horror.
The next few days saw me dodge these hang outs. I would find excuses, I would focus on work, and then I tried to ‘recover’ from that bad circumstance by retaining some of my old lifestyle. It was messy, but I got better.
It wasn’t even like I was weakened by what had transpired, but I felt like this was a gut punch I should have seen coming. And I didn’t and I got caught off-guard because of it.
Still, I got better and I had started to think this more carefully: maybe I have to be more… understanding? Maybe there was a degree of logical sense to this and I should just… roll with it? Not by becoming part of the system, but just dodge the worst of it.
That was the idea. At least, that was meant to be the idea before something happened on a late night stroll to buy some soda.
It was a cold night, the streets were empty and I had just a bag with the soda on one hand and a large cup of warm coffee in the other. I still had trouble sleeping, so I had to keep something to keep me awake whenever I had to stay up like now.
I was mostly done with the cup, the thing still warm and delicious, as I turned the corner and continued my steps towards my house. All was nice and quiet… until it was not.
From the depths of the night, into the shadows, a loud yell came through.
“S-Stay away from my son!” The voice exclaimed, and it was a masculine one. A man was fending off two giggling women from his child.
Horns, demon wings- Succubi. Their giggles disgusted me. These monsters could use magic to draw pleasure and energy through prey like these two. It was going to be a case of debate the next day due to how young the child was- that would be the only reason, not the lack of consent, but the boy being younger than it was legally acceptable.
I just stood there from afar, watching as the man was losing that battle. His will was not strong enough to overrule the two Succubi, and his son was begging them to stop- to not hurt his father.
…I hate this. I FUCKING HATE THIS!
The screams of the father, the whimpering of the boy, the giggling of those bitches, and all that shock that I had accumulated in the last few days all made me react in a way I never once thought possible.
I was a straightforward guy, that’s without a doubt, but never before I saw red this badly. I literally growled as I paced towards the scene.
The one furthest from the father seemed to pick up my approach, but as she turned to ‘greet’ me, she was met with a flying cup of warm coffee. The burning liquid struck her eyes, eliciting a panicked scream as she fell on her knees, rubbing her hands against the bit that got hit.
The other bitch turned but was welcomed by a punch, then a kick on the ribs and a stomp by her face. It was brutal and quick, easily dispatching the woman and putting her down for a while. Succubi were too resilient to physical attacks from humans, which is why a confrontation is never a good idea. Unless you have the advantage like I had.
The shivering burned succubus tried to react to this, calling for her friend’s name, unaware she had been put down. The response she got was a knee on her chin and then a kick on her face.
Both women were bruised badly, groaning as they fell unconscious on the cold ground. I turned to the two victims, the father and son duo looked stunned by the sight, with the former hugging the child tightly.
“You two should leave at once or the police may put the blame of this on you.”
The two tensed up, but the father nodded. “Y-Yes, thank you.”
The man picked up his son and ran away, with me retrieving my cup and walking away too. It was a few hours later that I tensely watched the news. I finally managed to get some sleep- I felt blessed with a dreamless early morning, and now I was shitting bricks as I realized that my DNA was all over the face of one of the bitches because of the coffee.
Or that should have been the case, but the news reported that ‘no DNA’ was found from the perpetrator of this attack.
“How the fuck?” I asked bluntly, and… I got an answer.
“I did that,” A chirpy familiar voice greeted me from beside me on the couch.
I almost jumped as I turned to see Nelize comfortably sitting on the soft pillow beside mine.
“Y-You?”
“I hope you finally got it, what I want you to do, right?” The White Dragon hummed, appearing particularly giddy. “What you did to these horrible women was… perfect~!”
Her cheeks were flushed, her breathing was creating some visible steam and her eyes were mesmerized by the wounded two girls as some injuries still needed time to fully heal.
“You want me to… hurt people?”
“I want you to teach a lesson to my sister, duh!” The Divine Beast explained flatly, then smiled. “You shall go around and hand out punishment- retribution! Depending on the actions of those bastards, you shall deal with them with vicious and relentless duty. And I will aid you in your quest~!”
I frowned at this response, not realizing that it was like that. “Well… first, why?”
“To make it simple, my sister and I have been put in charge of this world for eons now. Our mother, the Ash Dragon, has demanded us to create balance. And while I was willing to do so, my sister decided to take the lead and make the world lewder than it had to be- I get it, people have their kinks but-”
“But there’s a limit.”
“And she seems to not have one!” Nelize remarked in agreement, huffing loudly. “Hence why, after trying to be the nice and polite thing I tend to be, I decided I had to shake up the system and I chose you for that.”
“I see… and how would you help me precisely? Vanishing evidence-”
“Giving you any tools you need, covering some ‘eyes’- that sort of stuff. Of course, I can’t exactly give you ‘everything’ or my sister may notice.”
So, I could have all the items I may need for this quest, but I can’t go gun blazing through all those operations. It had to appear like something more mortally-ordained than divinely-plotted.
“I think I get it.”
“And as a reward, if you get four more of these troublesome affairs dealt with… I will give you my virginity!”
…
…
“What?”
Her smile faltered and then Nelize groaned. “Look, Will, I will be honest with you. I need to… you know, I am a divine being, I have my needs, and I am a virgin- I have been one for centuries. So… What I want is a bit of a tribute, you know. To treat me like a proper girl and seduce me until you have dominated my womb with your strong and dutiful dick.”
“You… are into the idea of me fucking up your sister’s plans so much, aren’t you?” I asked and she giggled.
“Will, Will, Will- I have been on the receiving end of so many stupid, perverted and utterly insane debates with that brat of an edgelady. You have to understand that this is giving me pleasure- to the point that I have to apologize since I am staining this couch as we speak with my soppy panties.”
I narrowed my eyes at the darkening wet spot spreading under her fat ass.
“I… see. Okay, so… can I start tomorrow? I need time to think of this and think of how to get this started.”
“No, no, this is great! No need to even ask, I will leave you to your day. Ciao!”
And with a blink, she was out.
It was there that the stench of the pussy juice owned by a certain divine draconic virgin struck me as I glared at the dark spot I will have to clean somehow. And I have no clue on how to clean that sort of stuff…
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AN
Do you like smut? Do you like DOOM-Like violence? Do you like to be on the righteous path to heaven while dicking reliable lovers? Good job, this is the story for you!