Kyle finally made it to the edge of village. It was pitch black out by then. That heavy bag was hitting his back with every step he took.
He was hurting all over his body. Muscles stiff and sore after being in the woods for hours... but his head was clear. He felt quietly satisfied.
The mayor's house was right where it always was. A little light coming through the windows into the dark.
He slowed down as he got closer, then reached up and knocked on the door gently.
A moment passed. Then the door creaked open.
Eleanor was standing there, worry clearly visible on her face.
"Kyle!" she exclaimed. "Where have you been? You're so late."
She was way too worried about Kyle to even think about her lust right then. Since her affection for him is high right now, it just made sense.
"Sorry," Kyle said with a kind smile. "I just got stuck way longer than I thought."
Her shoulders finally dropped a bit while she checked him over, making sure he was okay. Nothing looked wrong, so she felt better.
"...You really should've said something," she mumbled, moving out of the way. "Come in."
Kyle walked in and felt the warm. Alden was sitting at the table with papers everywhere, village business.
As soon as he saw Kyle, he stood right up.
"There you are!" He sounded so relieved. "Honestly, I was starting to think something bad happened out there."
"I'm good," Kyle said, staying chill.
He didn't even say anything else, he just walked up and dropped the heavy sack on the table with a dull thud. The sound alone drew Alden's attention.
Alden blinked, his eyes instinctively dropping to it. "What's this...?"
Kyle didn't answer immediately. Instead, his eyes flared crimson.
"Alden," Kyle said calmly as he rested a hand on the sack. "I want you to sell these tusks for me."
"And neither of you will ask how I obtained so many. You won't find it strange... and you won't be surprised if I bring back even more in the future."
He paused a little, then he continued, just as smoothly. "You will also never notice when my eyes change."
The commands settled deep, threading itself naturally into their thoughts as the crimson glow faded.
The room felt normal again.
Alden blinked, then nodded. like nothing happened. "Oh yeah... I'll handle it."
Eleanor nodded too. still worried, but not confused anymore.
Satisfied, Kyle turned away without waiting for anything else.
Kyle went upstairs. His movements slower, that tension had left his body. When he got in his room, he closed the door behind then let out a long breath.
He walked across the room, didn't even bother removing his clothes. Then, let himself fall onto the bed.
The moment he hit the bed, the soreness hit him all at once. The day took its toll way more than he expected.
He slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep instantly.
***
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Kyle stirred. His eyes opened slowly, unfocused as the sound reached him again.
He turned his head toward the window. Moonlight spilled faintly through the glass.
`Still night?` he frowned.
Another knock echoed against the door.
"You've got to be kidding me," he murmured.
With a sigh, he swung his legs off the bed and stood. Then, he moved toward the door.
He reached for the handle and opened it—Then froze.
Kyle's eyes widened in surprise when he saw who stood beyond the door.
"W-were you sleeping?" she trembled, lust was clear in her voice. "I-I'm sorry..."
Kyle swallowed hard.
"My... my body aches," Her deep breath carries a soft moan "C-could you... give me a massage?"
`What the hell?!`
There was no one behind the door except Eleanor.
And yet, she felt nothing like the Eleanor he knew.
Her expression were seductive, her hair flowed freely down her back instead of resting over her shoulder as usual, framing her flushed face.
Kyle looked at her face for a moment, then his eyes slid down slightly.
Her huge breasts was visible through the sheer nightgown without any bra as her pink nipples formed peaks under it.
Then, his eyes slid down even further.
Her waist was soft and curvy, just the way any Milf would be. her lace underwear was totally soaked... you could see how wet she was. it was just dripping down her legs.
Kyle got hard right away, his pants felt way too tight all of a sudden.
`didn't think she'd reach her limit so soon.`
He just stared for a bit on her body before he finally forced himself to look up at her face.
But she wasn't even looking at him. Her eyes were just focused on his lap... and she looked totally out of it. Really hungry for it.
He followed her gaze curiously, until it landed on his massive cock harden through the clothes.
Kyle smirked.
"A massage?" he stepped aside, gesturing toward the bed. "Of course! Please, come inside."
Eleanor kinda snapped out of it when Kyle spoke and she looked away real quick.
"Th-thanks," she said, hurrying past him.
She sat on the very edge of the bed, legs pressed tight together. She could feel the wetness on the sheets.
"No big deal," Kyle said, closing the door behind him.
He had a nice smile but his eyes... they had this look that gave her a weird shiver.
"Don't worry, I'll give you a massage like you've never had before~."