Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

Caryl stared at Roland with eyes gleaming green, like a hungry mother wolf.

From the bedside, Roland looked like a delicious little dessert, and a pretty little dessert at that, dressed in a special maid outfit.

Unfortunately, it was already dawn, and that little time was far from enough for the succubus.

Moreover, if Roland were to actually do such a thing, her favorability rating would definitely drop significantly.

"However... it should be fine to just have some fun with my hands."

Caryl took out a book from her spatial artifacts and opened it.

It contains records of various massage techniques used by the fox clan, including how to make beautiful fox maidens relax, become shy, and experience pleasure...

This was written by one of her fox clan subordinates when she was in charge of the territory.

Caryl flipped through the book, her gaze shifting back and forth between the pages and Roland.

"According to the book, this big tail comes from a very noble lineage. I've never noticed any fox-like characteristics in Roland before."

"Never mind, as long as it's confirmed to be a fox, let me see... it should be like this."

Caryl laid the book out on the bed, then crawled to Roland's side on all fours.

A pair of wicked hands reached for Roland's fluffy tail.

At first, Roland's tail was a little tense, and she subconsciously wanted to escape. Her eyelids also trembled slightly, as if she was about to wake up.

But Kalil was a seasoned veteran, and her technique quickly became smooth and skillful.

Roland's tail stopped trying to move away and lay obediently in Kalil's palm, enjoying the massage technique specially developed for the fox clan.

Kaliel breathed a sigh of relief, conjured a mage's hand, and helped turn the pages of the book.

He then began to delve deeper into the subject based on the knowledge in the book.

First it's the tip of the tail, then the middle, and then it goes all the way up, getting closer and closer to the coccyx.

Roland's ears weren't spared either; Kalil thoroughly enjoyed rubbing her large, fluffy, and soft fox ears.

Of course, Roland was also very comfortable.

Even in his sleep, he showed a faint smile, dreaming that he had become the successful and famous Dragon King, sleeping on the dragon throne and enjoying the meticulous care of his maids.

So comfortable was she that she even rolled over, her back facing up, her large tail seemingly sentient, affectionately wrapping around Kalil's hand.

Roland's relaxed attitude naturally benefited Caryl.

While petting the fox with one hand, the other hand started taking advantage of the situation.

Caryl's eyes narrowed with delight, and she almost drooled onto Roland's bedding, while Roland was still happily dreaming, letting Caryl do as she pleased.

At this moment, the mage's hands, which were turning the pages of a book, stopped.

The contents of this page caught Kalil's attention.

The area on the fox tail is marked with a large red circle.

These are the weak points on the fox girl's tail. The distribution varies from fox girl to fox girl, so try different spots. Combining these spots with massage of other areas can effectively induce the fox girl to enter her estrus cycle.

[Note: It has been observed that some promiscuous fox girls have several of these weaknesses on their tails simultaneously. For detailed data statistics, please see page 61.]

Karil was overjoyed and began to move her hands according to the instructions in the book.

Roland's fluffy fox tail, unaware of the dangers of the world, stretched itself out to make it easier for Kalil to handle it.

Ten seconds later, Roland's body jolted, as if she had been tickled, and she opened her eyes with a strange cry.

She had just dreamt that she was the Dragon King, and that she and her beloved concubine were going to have sex.

As a result, a demoness appeared out of nowhere, lusting after her handsome and imposing appearance, and wanted to capture her and take her back as a slave.

Sure enough, after waking up, I felt weak all over, with no strength in my limbs, and a pair of evil little hands grabbing my fox tail.

It's like catching a fox in a TV drama.

Roland shouted directly.

"Holy crap, who dares to attempt to assassinate me!"

She struggled violently, her small feet, encased in black stockings, kicking wildly, and one of them landed on Caryl's face.

Caryl was caught off guard and her face was covered in soft, fragrant chocolate, but it wasn't very strong; she just felt the aroma.

She grabbed Roland's ankle and comforted her.

"Little Loran, don't get excited, it's me."

Roland turned her head and saw that it was Kalil with a smile on her face, and then she stopped struggling.

"What? Master, you're awake? If you're hungry, go downstairs to eat. Don't disturb my nap."

She slammed her head back onto the pillow, waved her hand as if shooing away a fly, and didn't forget to pull her tail away from Kalil's hand.

However, with a slight exertion, Kalil restrained Roland's large tail.

Roland was displeased and showed a look of disgust.

"What are you doing? Let me sleep, okay? Go away, go away."

"Don't rush, I'm just giving your big tail a massage. It's a special fox clan care technique, and there are books to explain it."

Kalil controlled the mage's hand, hanging the heavy book in front of Roland.

Laura, still half-asleep, didn't bother to look at the dense text and patterns on it, and simply believed it to be true, attributing her strange feeling to a mistake.

"Alright, you can touch me then, but don't be too rough, you woke me up."

As he spoke, he squinted his eyes and was about to fall asleep again.

But less than half a minute later, she suddenly opened her eyes wide and screamed again.

"Oh my god, what is this thing?"

Roland felt weak all over, yet also had that refreshing feeling after sneezing.

Moreover, this sensation came from the newly grown, fluffy tail, causing my mind to momentarily go blank after being a human for over twenty years.

It quickly twisted its body, trying to pull its tail back.

"Stop, stop, stop rubbing! It's so itchy, I've changed my mind."

"Change your mind? Too late. Actually, you were quite comfortable, weren't you?"

Caryl remained unmoved and grabbed the big tail, giving it a good thrashing.

Roland's expression suddenly turned strange. She felt weak all over and collapsed on the bed like a limp lump of mud.

She could only weakly kick Kalil with her feet.

"Let go of my tail, this feels so weird."

"Where did you get this lousy book? Why doesn't this happen when I rub my own tail?"

Roland writhed and struggled like a maggot, but her strength was waning.

He could only turn around and plead with Kalil with a pitiful expression.

"Master~ please let go of my tail, okay? This is indecent assault, it's illegal."

The charming and gentle voice greatly invigorated Kalil.

"This isn't indecent assault at all. I was just stroking the fox's tail. What's the difference between that and touching its hair?"

"Does little Loran really not like it when she's just patted on the head? What a perverted fetish!"

Roland stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

"Why are you accusing me first? There's definitely something wrong with your book. I'm not playing with you anymore, let go!"

Kalil would never let go.

She made a huge discovery: several weaknesses in the fox's tail had reacted.

She controlled the mage's hand, turning back to the page that first introduced the weaknesses, carefully checking the small print at the bottom.

[Note: It has been observed that some promiscuous fox girls possess several of these weaknesses simultaneously. For detailed data statistics, please see page 61.]

Caryl pondered those words and couldn't help but look at Roland with a strange gaze.

What would happen if... if several weaknesses were activated at the same time?