Leon's POV

There had been something quietly spreading around the Kingdom lately. It wasn't war, it wasn't politics, and it wasn't even crime in the usual sense. What people kept bringing up was the existence of an ever-growing cult.

The Kingdom itself wasn't particularly strict when it came to beliefs. People weren't punished for following something other than the Goddess Jeanne, and that alone gave them a sense of freedom that most places didn't offer. You could believe in whatever you wanted, pray to whoever you felt like, and as long as you weren't causing trouble, no one would drag you into a cell for it. Even the church, despite its influence, was surprisingly lenient about that fact. They didn't push too hard, didn't force conversions, and didn't go hunting for heretics just for existing.

Still, this situation felt… different.

For some reason, this particular cult had started making itself known, and people were beginning to notice.

It wasn't like they were dangerous. At least, not yet. They weren't burning villages or kidnapping people in broad daylight. From everything I had heard, they weren't even harming anyone. That was what made it weirder. It wasn't fear that spread their reputation, it was confusion.

They were just… strange.

The kind of strange that made you tilt your head and go, what the hell are they even doing?

One of the stories I heard stuck with me more than the others.

Apparently, a woman had been approached by members of this cult. They invited her to join, nothing unusual there, but then they handed her something as part of it. A wooden dildo.

That alone would have been enough to make anyone pause, but it didn't stop there.

The thing was massive. Ridiculously massive. The kind of size that made you question if the person carving it had any understanding of proportions at all. People were saying it was so big it didn't even make sense, like it existed purely to defy logic. There was no way something like that could be practical, or even usable, which only made the whole situation even more bizarre.

And that raised another problem.

What kind of god were they even worshipping?

There was no clear answer. No known name, no established figure, nothing that people could point to and say, yeah, that's what they believe in. It just sounded like chaos wrapped in ritual.

A dick god? That was the closest guess anyone had.

Even thinking about it felt stupid, but at the same time, no one could offer a better explanation. Whether something like that even existed was another question entirely.

From what I gathered, this cult hadn't just appeared out of nowhere. It had been around for three or four years already, quietly existing in the background without drawing much attention. Maybe they had grown slowly over time, or maybe they had always been there and just chose now to step out of the shadows.

Either way, they were making themselves known now.

And people were starting to notice.

Personally, I didn't really care as long as they didn't become a threat. Strange beliefs were one thing. Actual danger was another. If they crossed that line, then I'd deal with it.

Still, it was something I'd have to investigate sooner or later.

Just… not right now.

Right now, I was busy having sex with Tilde.

"Nghhaa…~ Ahhnghh, ahh…! Aaah…! It feels good…~ It feels good! More, aaahhh…! Fuck me more, Leon…! Make a mess out of my insides!"

Her voice filled the room, loud and unrestrained, echoing off the walls as she moved on top of me. There was nothing subtle about the way she reacted. Every sound, every breath, as well as every movement was intense, like she wasn't holding anything back.

Her insides were tight. Way tighter than expected. The way they gripped my dick made it feel like she was trying to crush it, like her body refused to let go once it had something to hold onto. It wasn't uncomfortable though. Far from it. It just made everything feel more overwhelming.

Her legs were wrapped around me, thick and strong in a way that matched her nature as a rabbitwoman. There was power in them, real strength, and she used it without hesitation. Each movement she made carried weight, pushing herself up and down with a rhythm that was steady and relentless.

She was good at this.

Really good.

Maybe it was her natural build. Either way, the way she bounced, the way her body moved with that slight hop in her rhythm, made it feel like I was the one being taken over instead of the other way around.

"Ahhhngh, ahhh…! RRaaa…~ Nghhh, ahhhngh…! Ah, ah, ahhhngh, ahhh…!"

Her moans rose higher, her voice slipping into a sharper pitch as she lost herself in the feeling. Her back arched more and more, curving until it looked like it was being pulled to its limit. Her hair fell messily around her, sticking to her skin, adding to the completely unrestrained look she had.

"Cumming…~ I'm cumming…! Please, Leon…~ Cum inside me…~ Burst your semen inside me and fill me up with your seed," she said, her words breaking slightly as she kept moving.

Hearing her beg like that made the outcome obvious.

I reached up and grabbed her legs, tightening my grip so she wouldn't lose balance. Then I shifted the pace. Instead of letting her stay in control, I pushed upward, meeting her movements with force. My hips drove into her harder, faster, using everything I had to push the rhythm further.

Each thrust carried more strength, more weight, making sure she felt all of it.

"Aaaaahhh~ S-So good…~ Ngnhh, ahhngh, ahhh…~! Ahh, aaah…~ S-Such force…~ I feel like I'm going to flyyy…~ Nghh, aaahhngh…!"

Her eyes rolled back, her body arching even further, almost like she was about to lose control completely. It looked like she might actually fall if I let go.

So I didn't.

I held her firmly, keeping her in place as I continued.

The feeling started to build.

It gathered slowly at first, then faster, tightening, growing, and becoming impossible to ignore.

And then it broke.

"Cumming…~ Nnghh…! I'm cumminggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg…~!!"

I released inside her, my semen spilling deep, filling her completely. The force of it made her body tense, her movements stuttering as everything hit at once.

"Aaah…! So hot…~ Your semen is… filling up my womb…~ So good…!"

She kept moaning, her back still arched, her body pressed against mine as I held her there, making sure she didn't pull away too soon.

***

After that, we rested.

The intensity faded, replaced by a quieter atmosphere.

"Am I helping you with your current projects, Leon?" she asked, her voice softer now.

I knew exactly what she meant.

The automaton.

It had been a week since she arrived, and during that time, we had been studying her movements closely. Not just her, but the others she brought with her too. Rabbitmen had a unique way of moving, especially when it came to their legs. Their reflexes, their agility, the way they could shift direction almost instantly, all of it was something we wanted to replicate.

If we could understand it properly, we could apply it.

And if we could apply it, then we could create automatons that moved with that same level of speed and precision.

"Well, you're helping me a lot, honestly," I said, letting out a small breath. "And it's not just you. You brought others with you too, so we're getting a lot more data from all of you."

That alone made a difference.

More data meant better results.

And better results meant we were getting closer to what we wanted.