God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem - Chapter 358

Chapter 358: Seed Of Doubt
Kiss~ Kiss~ Kiss~

The kisses she received on her cheeks that made her body feel so much lighter and the acknowledgement she got in return for figuring out Kafka’s thoughts made Nina feel that she was even more right and confident about what she thought of and made her think that she really wanted to bear his child.

“And Nina, not only do you unconsciously want me to fill you up and put a turkey in your oven…” Nina blushed profusely when she heard Kafka’s crude terminology. “…But your body is also craving for you to make me your partner since it knows that I’m the ideal father of your children, seeing as to how it’s reacting in my presence, like how your nipples got rock hard with me around.”

“Your body may also show so many other symptoms that I don’t know about in an attempt to make you understand that you have to make the boy before you yours if you want to build your ideal family…” Kafka continued his rant as he didn’t want to simply leave her with some ideas to think about but wanted to make her confident in her heart that he was the bearer of her children, whom she was destined to build a family with. “…But there is one part of your body that I’m sure has changed in my presence, since it’s quite normal for women to feel that change in their body when they’re nearby a person that they can’t help but want to bear their child.”

“W-What part of my body is that, Kafka?”

Nina asked, wondering what exactly he found out since her body had been going all over the place, like how fast she was breathing, how quickly her heart was racing, and how warm her body became in Kafka’s presence, which she thought could all be the symptoms of wanting a child that Kafka was talking about.

“The part of your body that probably looks the most unrecognisable right with how wet it is, Nina.”

Kafka said with a sly smile on his face, which made Nina’s ears perk up like antennas out of embarrassment, figuring out exactly what he was talking about. He then continued saying, as he looked into Nina’s bashful eyes that were trembling at the moment,

“I’m talking about your pussy, Nina…That is, your vagina that’s probably sopping wet right now.”

“…With how flooded your lower lips are at the moment, I can confirm that you most definitely want my child in your womb.”

Kafka proclaimed with a confident look on his face, like he had already figured out how to twist this statement of his to his favour.

“H-How did you know that, Kafka?…How in the world did you figure out that I’m actually really w-wet down there?”

Nina immediately accepted Kafka’s accusations, as she knew that lying to him was absolutely useless, and she just looked at him shock and wonder, wondering if there was anything out there that he couldn’t figure out.

She then continued saying, as she looked at Kafka like she was looking at some kind of omniscient being,

“It’s understandable that I myself know how wet I am, since I can feel how cold it feels under there…But how the hell did you figure it out without even looking at my vagina or laying your hands on it?”

“…D-Don’t tell me that you actually smelt the wetness I secreted under there since we’re sitting so close!?”

Nina said in a panic, and she looked like she was ready to jump off his lap if what she thought came to be true.

“No, Nina…As much as I would like to have a whiff of your love juices, I don’t have the nose of a dog that’s that powerful enough to do so.”

Kafka said with a wry smile on his face, which made Nina let out a sigh of relief, even though he actually did have a really good sense of smell because of the half-mortal body he possessed, and he could probably even smell Nina’s wet pussy all the way from the park nearby if he wanted to.

“It’s just that I know that the reason the human body naturally gets wet is to allow easier passage into their insides and so that whatever is thrusting inside can go in as deep as possible for a better chance of pregnancy.” Kafka explained, which was actually the truth if taken from a scientific perspective. “So when I found out about your desire to have children with me or at least your body’s urge to mate with, which you are just starting to realise, I also guessed that you would be soaking wet because of the reason I just told.”

“B-But I’ve been told by others that a woman can get wet if she’s aroused or stimulated, so how can you say that I got wet because I wanted to be pregnant with your child, Kafka?”

Nina unintentionally revealed that she had never gotten a little ‘sticky’ down there even once in her life until today, seeing as to how she was referring others for her statement, which made Kafka wonder just how inexperienced she could be when she’s already married.

“I know that because of how wet you actually are, Nina…Because of how slippery your panties are right now.” Kafka stated as he stared at Nina’s crotch like he could see through her clothes and look at how wet her underwear actually was to the extent that it was dripping down her buttcheeks. He then looked at Nina and said, “Your friends probably told you that they get a little wet to the extent that a few drops leak out of their lower lips…But did anyone ever tell you that they’ve ever gotten so wet that it looks like a flood down there?”

Nina’s cheeks and ears blushed profusely, which proved that what Kafka said was true. Her pussy was actually so wet right that it looked like it had been splashed by a bucket of water.

“And embarrassing as it may be to talk about your friends private lives, I’m pretty sure they would’ve told you that they only ever got wet when they, let’s say, ‘fiddled with their own beans’, and never because of their partners.”

Kafka said, already knowing how the women in this world were never truly satisfied in bed because of the ‘little’ problem the men of this world had and also because of how uncaring they were of the opposite sex under the sheets.

Hilariously, this was one of the reasons that ‘lady toys’ in this world was a booming business that expanded far beyond the market in Kafka’s previous world.

“So, I think all things put together, the reason you’re so wet right now isn’t simply because you’re turned on right now, but also because of my very presence.”

Kafka said it in a rather narcissistic manner, which Nina readily accepted, as if there’s any man out in this world who could make such a forward statement, then it was most definitely Kafka and no one else. Especially since she didn’t think that there was anyone else in the world who could make a woman as wet as she was now, judging by the poor performances the husbands of her friends and acquaintances showed, which she heard about during gossip.

Thoughts that she was actually unconsciously craving Kafka’s seed without even knowing about it herself were going through her mind after hearing everything Kafka had to say.

It also made sense when she thought about how Kafka would be the ideal partner to make a family with, with how caring and compassionate he was and how he made her feel like she was at the top of the world.

If he already treats the love of his life like she were the queen of a land, one could only wonder how he would treat his own children, which was something that every girl wanted in her life, even Nina, who was only stopping herself from throwing herself into Kafka’s embrace because of the complicated marriage she was bound by.

If she was never married in the first place, she was sure that she wouldn’t be playing with Kafka at the moment and would straight up go to the bedroom upstairs to do unspeakable things with him, making her heart race when she thought about those dirty fantasies.

Kafka also knew that Nina was already starting to believe in the story he was telling, which was mixed with twisted truths and blatant lies, and knew that he only needed one final blow to ingrain the seed he was trying to plant into her heart..