Reincarnated as the Only Human

Astra PoV

”Do you think it looks better like this... or better like this? I can’t really decide, and I think they both offer the same amount of storage space and ’readability’, but... I can’t really decide.”

Peeking back at Renna, I drew her attention over towards the walls in front of me, where two separate orientations had been set up; she had been working on the tables we already had situated inside of the store while I worked on the walls.

This was the first time we had really said anything in the last half an hour, and it was only because we had settled into a comfortable, nice atmosphere as we got to work on our separate things, doing something that we enjoyed quite a bit.

I liked building things, something I had discovered after constructing and deconstructing a few houses alongside the various things I made with my hands, while it seemed that Renna liked organizing things inside of anywhere she would be spending a large amount of time.

Finishing what she was doing, the Nymph walked on over and stood beside me, her eyes fixed on the different shelving styles I had set up and taking in the pros and the cons of each; yes it was just shelves, but the orientation could help make everything easier on the eye, and that was what mattered the most.

On our left we had a more display oriented style that focused on displaying a single bottle while having a large amount of storage for the bottles that were displayed, in a lattice type of network that had the bottles laying horizontally with their corks pointing towards us.

Less of a viewing experience and more practical, it would make it easy for the workers to retrieve the bottles people wanted and keep the stock up, but it wouldn’t look incredibly pretty... so does practicality matter more, or should we focus more on display?

That was where the right wall came into focus, the more traditional shelving allowing each bottle to be seen and enable us to arrange them in a sea of liquor that would make anyone’s throat parched, and that was a part of the appeal.

Seeing the liquid and seeing the bottles was nice when you were picking out your bottle, and it also made it more about the bottles themselves rather than just the idea of shopping; since each bottle was going to have something special about it, this would help reinforce that idea in everyone’s minds that they were buying a quality product if they saw it constantly.

Standing beside her, I studied both and wondered what we should do - and found myself rather curious on how she would rationalize her choice - with me eventually taking ahold of her hand as I waited for her answer.

It was a simple thing, a basic thing, but it felt so natural to me that I barely realized I had done it, only catching it when I turned to her to see why she hadn’t responded just yet, getting to see the beautiful woman blushing a little as she stared back at me in silence.

Raising a brow, I squeezed her hand to remind her of where she was and who had her, causing those cheeks to redden even more than they already were, luring me in and making it difficult to not think about how flushed she got whenever we were having sex.

”I understand that it is ironic coming from me, but... Renna, my love... is sex all you think about now, hm~? Does mere hand holding - something so~ very lewd, I know~ - get you all hot and bothered inside~?”

My voice was a low, husky whisper that made her shiver, and even as she pouted and tried to get a little indignant with me she couldn’t help but shiver again as I pulled her closer and rested my chin on her shoulder, waiting for an answer.

”W-Well...”

Turning away from me, the horny Duchess coughed gently and stared at the walls before whispering ”I mean... I’ve deprived myself of this... wonderful experience for so very long, and now I get to have a fantasy of mine fulfilled...”

”Believe me, baby, I am only teasing you~! I don’t mind you being a pent up horn ball that needs a good fuck every five minutes, but... it is fascinating~!”

Her blush deepened, and for a moment I was worried she might ’hit’ me to escape her embarrassment, only to have her pout etch itself into my mind as she said ”You can’t really blame me when everyone we surround ourselves with are so..! I mean, just today we’ve been with two beyond incredible futanari!”

”I know~! A Lionkin who fucked us so~ good for so long... ramming her noble dick into our pussies over and over again before blowing a fat load inside of us... and then Fenkar rutting with us constantly as she relished the opportunity to breed...”

Everything I said got her more aroused than before, and the moment I squeezed one of her magnificent ass cheeks she turned to me and just said ”Astra, either fuck me or stop.”, her voice letting me know she was serious - truly serious - and that I needed to make a choice.

So I led her into the back and pressed her against the wall, growing out a replica of Miss Hertanc’s gigantic cock as I prepared her for something wonderful, specifically something she loved as I pressed my flat tip against her tight, puckering ass.

”This is the cock of Miss Hertanc~! What she uses to fuck me whenever we’re together... let me give you a taste, and then when we meet her together eventually we can service her together~!”

Ramming myself into her ass, I didn’t care to wait for a response as I instead just stretched her out and made use of her well trained, tighter hole, feeling what Shelur felt daily and relishing every single second of it.