Demon Wolf Reincarnation ~A Perverted Licking Freak Licks the Other World All Over~
One day, in the great court of the heavens, a supreme god calls forth a defendant. The man's name is Shota—a colossal pervert whose greatest joy in life is licking people. 'You are seriously disgusting!' declares the god, sending Shota to another world as punishment. But it's no ordinary banishment. He is reincarnated as a 'Garm,' a gigantic demon wolf with a terrifying appearance.
The god's logic is simple: with such a scary look, humans will either flee or try to kill him on sight. No way he
Demon Wolf Reincarnation ~A Perverted Licking Freak Licks the Other World All Over~ - Exiled from Heaven, Yet the Soul Still Licks — The Demon Wolf Garumu's Path to Fluffiness
Defendant, Shouta! Step forward!
I'm above the clouds. White, fluffy clouds stretch far, far below me. Before me stands an absurdly massive stone building, and I'm standing inside it.
Ah, I see. So this is the Great Celestial Court.
My name back when I was human was Shouta. Twenty-two years old, profession: licking freak. Why am I here? Well, let's just say I licked a little too much. Dogs, cats, random passersby, statues by the roadside, park benches, even the walls of my own house. I licked everything.
I mean, I wanted to lick them, so what else could I do?
Behold.
At the center of the courtroom, a massive crystal orb gleamed brightly. Projected within it were the records of my licking exploits.
Footage of me chasing a dog in the park and licking it. Footage of me cuddling a cat and nomming on it. Footage of me suddenly licking some random ossan's arm and making him scream. Footage of me burying my face into a statue and licking it.
The gods stir restlessly.
What a hentai...
I have served as a judge for five thousand years, but I have never encountered a soul like this.
The supreme god pressed a hand to their forehead and sighed.
I shall pronounce judgment. For the crime of repeatedly committing acts that severely damage the dignity of your species, the defendant Shouta shall be reincarnated as a demon wolf Garumu and banished to the other world of Verda Foria.
The courtroom fell deathly silent.
A demon wolf Garumu. I've heard of those. They're insanely huge, ferocious monsters. Normally, that would be a judgment that makes you cower in terror.
But.
Wait, I get a huge body!? And fur! Fur means fluffy!!
The gods were speechless.
...What are you saying?
I mean, come on. Fur. Fur. That's an all-you-can-lick buffet. And it's my own body. What's wrong with licking my own body? It's completely legally safe.
...A Garumu's fur is coarse and bristly. And humans will try to exterminate you the moment they see your form.
Hmm. Coarse, huh.
Well, I can probably fix that by licking.
I'll lick it! I'll lick myself! I'll definitely make it fluffy!!
This one isn't listening at all.
The god raised a hand, and my vision warped and twisted. A sensation like my body was being torn apart. I'm falling at incredible speed.
Darkness.
Darkness, darkness, darkness.
And then.
――――Thud.
**Two days later.**
"...Oww."
When I opened my eyes, I was in a forest.
Well, not just a forest—a place where absurdly huge trees grow everywhere. I look up, but I can't see the top. Layers upon layers of branches and leaves block out almost the entire sky. The fog is thick, and the air feels strangely heavy. It clings to my body, somehow.
So this is the other world.
I slowly stand up. As I rise, I realize my line of sight is ridiculously high. The grass growing nearby looks oddly small. Even compared to the trees, the scale feels different.
Right, so I got huge.
I look at my front paw. Black. The claws are incredibly sharp. The paw pads are pink and squishy.
I'm huge! I'm so freaking huge!!
My shoulder height is about 2.4 meters, body length around 3.8 meters. The giant trees of the forest look like normal-sized trees to me. The sense of scale is overwhelming.
And the fur...
"...Hm?"
I twist around to look at my back. Jet-black fur. That part's fine. But when I touch it, I understand.
It's coarse.
Incredibly coarse. Like a rag that's never been washed. Touching it feels so awful it gives me goosebumps. I mean, each individual hair is stiff and thick—it feels like a bundle of wire.
That god... it really is coarse... They tricked me...
But I don't have time to mope.
A single thought rises in my head.
**What happens if I lick this?**
Before I could even finish thinking, I had already started licking my front paw.
*Lick.*
My tongue touches the fur. Slowly, carefully, as if savoring the coarse texture. Once isn't enough. Again. And again.
I'm a licking freak. Licking others is my calling. But there's no one else here. So I have no choice but to lick myself. I'll lick myself and transform myself into the ultimate licking target.
*Lick, lick, lick.*
I keep licking.
About an hour had passed, I think.
"...Huh?"
At the tip of the front paw I'd been licking, the fur had become just a little softer. When I touch it, it wraps around my fingers ever so slightly, with a faint fluffiness. That wire-like feeling from before has thinned out a bit.
It's working! It's working, it's working!!
It actually has an effect. Licking makes the fur softer. My saliva is reacting somehow.
From then on, I kept licking, literally without sparing time to sleep.
Day one.
I started licking from the tips of my paws, and it gradually spread. Only the places I licked became soft and fluffy, the texture clearly different to the touch. Oh, the effect is showing! I knew it—licking changes things.
Overjoyed, I licked with even more enthusiasm. Front paws, hind legs, the base of my tail. Everywhere I could reach. I twisted my body, forcing myself into awkward positions to lick my back. Even as my neck felt like it was going to cramp, I kept licking.
*Licklicklicklick.*
The more I licked, the more it felt like my saliva's effect was powering up. Apparently, this world has something called mana currents—magical energy flows through the land. It seems like that mana is reacting with my saliva somehow.
I don't fully understand it yet, but that's probably what's happening. I thought about that vaguely as I licked.
Figuring out how this world works while licking myself. That's the true joy of being a hentai.
Day two.
The changes started becoming clearly visible.
The fur I'd been licking was obviously becoming sleek and smooth. It reflected light, starting to shimmer. The jet-black fur began to glow faintly, sparkling as if it had trapped the stars of the night sky within it.
That's not all.
I had gotten a small cut from a twig while walking around the forest. But that too vanished the moment I licked it. In less than three seconds after licking, the wound closed up, and even the scar disappeared.
Somehow, my saliva is developing weird effects.
Sterilization, antibacterial, healing. And some kind of anti-aging property. The fur on the parts I licked is clearly more youthful than before—it has more bounce, more luster.
Amazing! My saliva is evolving!!
I lick even more. I lick like a madman. The sight of a giant black wolf in the forest, licking its own paws, licking its back, twisting and squirming around—it must have looked pretty bizarre from an outside perspective.
But I don't stop.
Day three.
At last, I've finished licking over seventy percent of my entire body.
"...Whoa."
I looked down at myself and lost my voice.
I seriously lost my words.
The fur is still jet-black, but my whole body sparkles and gleams as if reflecting starlight. When I touch it, it's unbelievably soft. My fingers sink into it, as if being swallowed up by the fur.
It's fluffy.
And it's *mofumofu*.
When I touch it, the softness is so overwhelming it nearly blanks my mind. I want to keep touching it forever. I want to bury my face in it.
This is the Grace of Sacred Licking—*Pero Benedickt*.
Seven effects dwell within my saliva. Anti-aging, detoxification, healing of wounds and diseases, sterilization and antibacterial, beautification. Plus deodorization, and somehow even a faint floral fragrance.
Perfect!! I've become perfect!!
At that moment, the bushes rustled.
I turned around to see three large wolf-type monsters staring at me. They're called Grinfangs. Probably drawn by the scent of a fellow pack member. They approached me thinking I was one of them.
Normally, this would be a panic-inducing situation.
But I'm different.
Perfect test subjects have arrived!!
I pounced on the lead Grinfang. Pinning it down with my front paws, I began meticulously licking its entire body just like that.
The Grinfang panicked and started yelping and whining. But I didn't stop. If anything, I licked more carefully, more thoroughly, more lingeringly.
Ten seconds later.
The Grinfang's coat became glossy and sleek, and old wounds cleanly disappeared. And somehow, it started making a face that looked... pleasant.
O-Oh, it feels good for you too!? That's great!
I caught the remaining two one after another and licked them too. One tried to run away, but my legs are fast. I caught up immediately, held it firmly, and licked.
Ten minutes later.
In a corner of the forest, three huge wolves sat neatly lined up. All of them had become fluffy, their eyes glazed and dreamy. They're confused, but they don't seem to feel bad about it.
And all around, a faint floral fragrance drifts.
Alright! My saliva is the real deal! This is going to work!!
The Grinfangs sat there dumbfounded for a while, but eventually wandered back into the depths of the forest one by one. The face of the last one as it glanced back at me had a "I don't get it" look that made me laugh.
**That night.**
I had reached the northern edge of the Great Forest Sea of Suiou.
This is the other world of Verda Foria. The Great Forest Sea of Suiou is a massive primeval forest stretching eight hundred kilometers east to west, a place thick with mana fog and teeming with dangerous monsters. It's the kind of place no ordinary human would ever set foot in.
Through a break in the forest, I can see lights in the distance.
A town.
Lights flicker here and there along the highway. That's probably the direction of the Free City of Neburica. I've heard it's a neutral city in the center of the continent, serving as a hub for commerce and adventurers.
That god said it.
Garumu are S-rank dangerous species, designated as extermination targets by an adventurer organization called the Peregrine League. They said humans would try to exterminate me the moment they saw me.
...Well, if it looks like I'm about to be exterminated, I can just run.
More importantly, there's something crucial right now.
My fluffy fur. Anyone who sees this is going to want to touch it, right? The moment they come to touch me, I'll lick them. It's completely legal. I'm not forcing anything. They came to me.
Legal licking.
A perfect plan.
Alright, let's go.
A giant black wolf begins to walk through the darkness of the night. Its jet-black fur reflects the starlight, sparkling and gleaming. Its tail sways fluffily, and a faint floral fragrance drifts on the night breeze.
My face is probably grinning.
I'm going to town now, to lick humans. I can't wait. I'm so excited I can barely stand it.
In the darkness of the forest, the town lights flicker and twinkle in the distance. It's as if they're calling out to me.
Just wait, humans. It's time for legal licking.
Muttering that, I pressed on through the night forest.
A giant black wolf, wearing a wicked yet innocent grin, walks toward the town.
From the depths of the Great Forest Sea of Suiou, a new legend was about to be born.
A licking legend.
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