Out of all the requests he's received, he wasn't quite prepared for this..

"Y-you want to... What?" Lycaon was baffled, he knew young women struggled with the pain of their menstrual cycles, but he's never had a young woman want to.. manifest their period onto him.

On one hand, he was.. a little flattered you'd put so much trust in him — on another? He was worried you might turn out to be sadistic.

But it regards to your well-being, how could he deny you? His master's daughter, therefore making you his master too.

A request is a request.

"Of course, young lady. Do as you wish." Lycaon gave a deep bow, but the moment he felt his insides twisting and turning to create what he presumed was a uterus — well, he fell to his knees and clutched his stomach. 'Oh great heavens! This is far more excruciating than when I was betrayed..'

"H-hm? O-of course, I am.. just fine..." Lycaon forced the words out of gritted teeth, crimson seeping through his pants, how humiliating, he'll have so much more laundry to do now. "H-how.. long does this usually last for you, my lady...?" His inquiry laced with desperation that it won't be too long.