Netori: Stealing The Hero's Party!

Chapter 786: The Night Before Departure(18+)

The night before they would be forced to move back to Athenia, old lady Mako and her daughter Maedo, as well as their friend Kurei, were all sitting inside the inn with their family gathered in a circle around a few tables for dinner. Mako was the most tired of the three, especially since her body had shown clear signs of aging. From deep wrinkles under her eyes to hitting menopause at the expected age. But even so, after all that had happened in this city, she felt somewhat disappointed that their trip to this place had been no different from being imprisoned in this inn.

’I thought we could get close to the hero a few times at least, but guess not.’ Cursing her luck, she sulked at the table while her husband and daughter continued to chew along. To provide some relief at least, alcohol was in abundance, and that’s mostly what she was saving the space for in her belly.

Downing a glass and then another, she sat by the other two women whose minds were also exploring the same dissatisfaction. Their kids had already gone to bed with the exception of Maedo’s only adult child and the husbands of all three of them. They were keeping them company with a considerably lesser consumption of ale.

"We should go to bed," said Maedo’s husband, but Maedo simply wouldn’t listen to him.

Looking at him alone was enough to remind her of the last time that they’d had sex. It was back when she’d conceived her now teen daughter, and even then, all she got to experience was just lying on the bed like a wet sack and letting him pump his load in just a few seconds. Although she scowled at the memory, keeping a lock on her tongue, she refrained from going too far and ruining her family.

"Y-yes, we’re going back to Athenia tomorrow. We should rest up for the journey." Kurei’s husband was no different in his worries, and Kurei herself felt pretty much the same about him as Maedo did about her husband.

Her body was aging, and she was at her most fertile point in her life. Her breasts were full and begging to be suckled by many babies, and her wide hips were just as ready to pump them out easier than ever. Her first child was an easy pregnancy thanks to her wide, pear-like frame; even so, ever since then, due to work or some other excuse, her husband hadn’t given her one worthwhile fuck.

’Ughh, what do they say? Fuck her good or someone else will?’ Gritting her teeth in rage, she wanted to kick him in his shrunken nuts but refrained. ’No wonder my son’s developing so poorly because of his genes. If only I’d had the hero’s seed for my first child instead.’

For as much as the two loved their kids, the similarities between them and their inadequate fathers often made them want to make more babies. At least for Maedo, her teen daughter, who was still too young to be of marrying age, was developing quite well. However, Kurei, on the other hand, only had a son–whose future she hoped wasn’t as bad for his future wife as it was for her with his father.

Drunk out of her mind, Mako was in the same boat as the other two women. She wanted to experience a healthy sex life before her age progressed any further. And yet, either work or a lack of stamina, size or girth always came to disappoint her. Not to mention, ever since that first night with the hero, the advances of their husband had felt like nothing but mere distractions–distractions that they didn’t have the equipment to make things worth their while.

In their shared disappointment, they shared glances and drinks. Ignoring their husbands as well as Maedo’s son, they kept on drinking until their shoulders had fallen and their collars were leaning heavily on one side–revealing a small glimpse of their cleavages that they didn’t care if they were showing.

While their husbands tried to keep their composure, Maedo’s son couldn’t help but steal glances at his grandmother and Kurei. His young adult boner was brushing against the insides of his underwear, and since it was one of his first times drinking, his mind and body felt loose, and most of his blood was pumping right towards his scrawny dick. Sitting sideways on the chair, he could feel his heart pounding in sync with the throbbing of his dick.

Barely holding himself from cumming to weird thoughts that kept on popping in his head, he tried to look away ever so often, yet his eyes gravitated back to those massive tits. Seeing them so disheveled and without care, the husbands felt a rush of blood pumping into their lower bodies as well. Unlike the young man, however, they could barely stand up, for their bodies had been beaten by constant work and stress that was brought about by their own incompetence.

"I told you that you should’ve joined the army, but–euchh!" Catching herself by her elbow on the table, Kurie pointed a finger at her husband as a hiccup left her mouth. "Y-you...coward, we’re living in poverty because of you..."

"Kurei!" Leaning forward, her husband grabbed her hand and spoke in a hushed voice. "Don’t air our laundry here, you hear me!"

"W...why?" Looking up at his face again, she whispered back. "Y-youuu...kn..ocked me up at sixteen; you...hic! T-took my future, and now...haaa... Y-you want to take my voice as well?"

"Hushhh! Everyone’s listening..." And while her husband tried to shush her, the other two stared at their husbands as well. All of them had their children at a young age, and their stories were no different from Kurei’s. A young girl was promised the world by a slightly older man, a tale as old as time itself.

’What do you have to say for yourself?’ Their eyes conveyed that message to their husband, but of course, they had no answers. They worked as guards at the gates, much like Tanya’s forgotten husband. A constant job from which they’d never sought to progress. Too lazy to do that job as well; they only did what was required, and so it was reflected on their paycheck. Perhaps the women wouldn’t even have brought up such a topic or reflected on their lives this way had they not fallen for the hero–the man who was risking his life every day only for people like their husband and even themself to a degree to do nothing of value with it. However, as housewives, what could they do? Their hands were already full of their house’s upkeep, daily shopping, preparation of food and laundry, and the like.

"Whatever..." Kurei whispered, but right at that moment, as she was giving up, everyone heard someone walking towards their table. Turning around, their eyes widened with a glimmer of hope–hope that maybe even they had something they could do to make this world a better place. That is by having more children, not with their husbands, but with the man walking up to them.

"Hero..." They whispered in unison, their pussies already getting wet.