The start of a new morning.

Mastur knelt reverently before the small open box, his eyes locked on the holy panties nestled within. He finished his prayers, his whispered words of devotion echoing in the stillness of the room. Rising to his feet, he approached the box. With a gentle touch, he closed the lid, knowing that his second day in this new world was about to unfold.

"Phew, I'm exhausted..." 

Stepping out of the room, he made his way to the kitchen, the aroma of breakfast filling the air. 

There, amidst the scent of sizzling eggs, stood Felicity, clad only in an apron that barely concealed her nakedness from the back. 

Mastur's gaze was drawn to her perfectly rounded buttocks, a sight so enticing it resembled tenderized meat, begging to be touched. 

' I can't tell if she did this on purpose, or maybe she's just begging for it. Honestly, if I wasn't a gentleman, she'd be six feet under my bed... ' 

His eyes traveled lower, captivated by the sight of her pussy, slowly dripping with her marvelous, thick fluid, each drop falling gracefully onto the wooden floor. 

Her pussy, like swollen pieces of meat folded into layers, beckoned him, with its pink lining serving as a gateway to untold pleasure.

"Uh, Felicity," Mastur scratched his head. 

At this point in his life, he'd seen enough not to be surprised by it. 

After all, his first meeting with Ero-sama was... Unique. 

She was getting plowed from all angles and then attended to Garp (Now Mastur) like nothing happened. 

Felicity, her attention on the frying pan, turned to face Mastur, her eyes filled with curiosity. 

"What's wrong?" she asked, her voice came out as sweet.

Mastur took a deep breath, gathering his courage before he spoke again. 

"You're... leaking," he finally managed to say. 

That was the best manner he could describe it. 

"Leaking?" Felicity repeated, expectedly confused. 

Mastur sighed, shaking his head. 

"Do I have to do everything for you?" he muttered under his breath. 

Stepping closer, he approached her from behind, his hand reaching out to firmly grasp one of her plump butt cheeks.

Felicity let out a gasp, her eyes widening in surprise. "Hm?" she questioned, unsure of his intentions.

Indeed, Felicity was a pervert, but Mastur doing things like this to her was meant to be normal. 

It was one of the servants of Ero-sama and a disvirgin candidate for Mastur, this wasnʼt enough to get her going. 

Instead, the stench of his cum was enough to get her going. 

Enough to trigger her perverted side. 

Mastur smiled proudly and seriously, trying his best to reassure her. 

"Oh, not there," he said, not a single blush on his cheeks. "I'm just... checking something."

"Huh? I don't follow, something on my ass...?" asked Felicity, underwhelmed. 

Mastur remained jaded. "Indeed, it's an experiment of sorts..." 

Understanding dawned on Felicity's face, her initial confusion giving way to acceptance. "Oh, I see," she replied calmly, turning back to resume her task of frying eggs.

Just as Felicity thought the matter was settled, she felt a gentle touch of two fingers on the wet surface of her pussy. 

She didn't gasp, but it did grab her attention. 

Mastur raised an eyebrow as he rubbed the sticky fluid between his two fingers, marveling at the strands that stubbornly clung to each other. 

He glanced at Felicity. 

"Felicity," he said, "your juices are quite... thick, aren't they?"

Felicity adjusted her glasses, a slight blush creeping onto her cheeks as she replied confidently, "Of course they are. As one of the virgin apostles of Ero-sama, our vaginas are known to be the tightest, our juices the thickest."

Mastur rubbed his chin, the wheels in his head turning. 

"Wait, you're a virgin?"

Felicity huffed with an air of pride, turning her focus back to frying the eggs. 

"Of course! How else could I be Ero-sama's apostle?"

Mastur's curiosity didn't waver as he continued, "Huh, but if Ero-samaʼs the leader, shouldn't she be the most virgin of all her disciples?"

Felicity turned off the fire and faced Mastur. 

"Certainly, she should be. But while Ero-sama's libido levels are unimaginably high, millions of times higher than yours, if it were to run amok, it'd shatter the entire macrocosm."

Mastur's eyes widened in disbelief. "Woah."

The term for both their cases was "Hypersexual Disorder." 

A condition where individuals experience an intense and persistent sexual desire that could cause distress or interfere with daily life. 

In Mastur's case, his libido was off the charts, making his cock practically invincible. 

However, Ero-sama's blowjob siphoned a good portion of his libido energy levels. 

Seeing as she could contain just that much, it was easy for her to store the energy and then expel it later on via sex. 

Ero-sama's libido was so powerful that it had the potential to destroy the cosmos if left unchecked. 

"That's crazy," said Mastur. 

' Talk about a wide ride... At least they have a fancy medical term to describe our extraordinary sexual prowess. ' 

Felicity nodded, a touch of sympathy in her voice. 

"Indeed. I sometimes fear Ero-sama's incredible strength, and at the same time, I feel bad for her. She's constantly expelling that pent-up libido through endless acts of sex, even when she doesn't truly enjoy it."

"Yeah... She doesn't..." Mastur replied, sarcastically.

Several minutes had elapsed, and Felicity deftly plated their breakfast of sizzling eggs and crispy bacon. They settled themselves at a small table, sitting across from each other. 

"So, Felicity, where are we off to today?" Mastur asked, his mouth still occupied with a mouthful of delicious bacon and eggs. 

Felicity, taking a dainty bite of her own breakfast, flashed a smile before revealing their destination. 

"We'll be heading to the adventurer's guild to register you as an adventurer."

Mastur nodded, already understanding why. 

"Ah, so by becoming an adventurer, I can earn money to visit brothels and travel around, right?"

Felicity chuckled softly, nodding in affirmation. 

"Indeed, you can do both. And once you've completed your first paying quest, you can even record your first review."

Mastur's excitement grew, his pace quickening as he wolfed down the remaining food on his plate. Standing up from his chair, he was eager to get going. 

Not because he was in a hurry to have some bedtalk. 

Rather, his cock was killing him. 

"Well then, let's not waste any time. We should get going..."

Felicity chuckled once more, her amusement evident. "Very well then, let's begin."

"What race would be a good starting point?" Mastur queried. 

Felicity stroked her chin, deep in thought before responding. 

"Well, your first quest won't earn you much, so it'd be best to start with the lowest earning Spins in Seris. The hobgoblinas."

[Hobgiblina] :: Female hobgoblins. 

[Spin] :: Official name for brothel ladies. Other official names are: business girl, Covent Garden nun, fille de joie, Fulham virgin, Karayuki-san, Suzy Wong, Sodomite... 

But a few to mention... 

In the Indra Kingdom, the Association for Harlot Helping Network (AHHN~) took charge of arranging pay for prostitutes in every city and region.

Now, to be clear, the hobgoblina spins didn't exactly have a fan club.

They could only charge a measly 20 silver, and that was if they had juicy breasts and ass.

Still, it was a different story in Seris.

In other cities in the Euros Region, you've got races like undead, bone women, and vampires, and they've got their own limits.

AHHN~ really bust their behinds to ensure a fair payment system, so their customers, could get their money's worth.

Then, the high-end spins in the kingdom.

It'd be humans, succubus, elves, cowgirls, leprechaun girls - you name it, they've got it.

And an important thing to note, even though leprechaun girls were as flat as a pancake, they still demanded big bucks.

Crazy, right? But it was all thanks to AHHN~ making that genius decision.

It was the right move.

And Mastur would soon come to find out why. 

Mastur processed this information, nodding in understanding. 

"Ah, I see. So I'll be starting those... Not bad."

Finishing their meal, they were ready to head out of their apartment and down to Serisʼ Adventurersʼ Guild.