Childhood Friend's Exclusive Living Onahole: Episode 58
Kaldir lay sprawled messily across the bed, her lower belly sticky with Shuga's slick juices. Just like with the princess who had gone first, they'd had their reconciliation fuck, but unlike the princess, Shuga had stopped after exactly once—yet Kaldir was already a total wreck. She had no thoughts left in her head, yet here she was whining that it still wasn't nearly enough.
"Reconciliation sex... R-Really satisfied with just once, Shuga...?"
"Shut up and let me think for a sec, you sex-crazed bitch. Fuck, how the hell do you even rant about fascism all day with a body that cums this easily?"
Fuuuck... Normally, our Kaldir's scent would've had me grinding my pussy nonstop for over ten rounds without a break, so why do I feel so empty even after finishing sex today? Is it because the path I need to take from now on got decided in an instant? I'm suddenly craving a cigarette I've never even smoked in my life. Is there one in the room? Oh, bingo—right in the top drawer.
Shuga, who hadn't had much connection to cigarettes even at her age, paused in thought for a moment before absentmindedly yanking open the nightstand drawer beside the bed. Inside was a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. The brand... Atlantis? Just like the wine made by shoving ultra-pure methanol straight into a wine bottle, she naturally pulled one out and lit it up.
"Ack, cough... So harsh. What the hell's even in this? Ingredients... Opium 100%? Do guys really smoke shit this strong after sex?"
Just as Atlantis wine had zero grape content yet was classified as wine under liquor laws, the Atlantis cigarettes had nothing to do with any plant of the same name. It was a forbidden product born in the hands of cock-worshipping machos, stuffed with 100% pure opium—so for a newbie smoker like Shuga, one drag was enough to leave her...
"Shuga, you okay? What's with suddenly smoking something this harsh... Can I take a look too?"
"No, Kaldir... The heroine doesn't do nasty shit like cigarettes."
"Shuga, what the hell are you talking about? Then smoking heroines wouldn't even exist?"
"Ugh, whatever. Just don't smoke. If you do, we're straight into delinquent schoolgirl roleplay with headmaster-teacher."
Fuck, I just heard somewhere that guys do this after sex and tried imitating them... Shouldn't have. If you're gonna do booze and smokes, not with crap like this—your liver and lungs wouldn't survive. Shuga quickly changed her mind and stubbed out the barely smoked cigarette in the ashtray.
"Why the hell did I even think of killing time with a smoke... Anyway, let's head out and check if those sow bitches waiting outside are plotting something sneaky behind our backs."
Without waiting for Kaldir's reply, Shuga grabbed her wrist and stomped toward the door with exaggerated thuds. She'd thought Kaldir's seduction pheromones made her immune to getting high on something like opium, but now in an opium-fueled haze, Shuga's steps lacked any caution.
"Hey, you cute little sows! You weren't scheming something naughty behind our backs, were you?"
"Huh? Scheming? Pussy hair talk? Sis, what nonsense after just a few minutes?"
Shuga slammed the door open, revealing the princess—now somehow dressed—along with Plang and Solt standing there. Plang was wearing the maid outfit Aurora had brought, and while the princess had summoned lingerie that barely qualified as clothes with her powers, it was still better than fully naked Kaldir or Shuga.
"Whatever. Were you talking about anything while waiting for us? I came out here wanting a more constructive chat with you all."
"Actually, we were just about to issue a condemnation against Plang, who stole Aurora-sis's main body to become a sleek babe and is now late to the party bragging about her figure."
"W-When did I ever brag about my figure, Lady Solt?!"
Watching Plang squeal at Solt's nonsense, Shuga thought: Okay. One thing's crystal clear—they're as fucked in the head as me. But Plang bragging about her body? Hmm, yeah, with a figure like that, it's brag-worthy. Gotta admit it.
The loli-bot with the mental age of Solt's peer was gone; now this silver-haired maid with her lethal S-curve line from tits-waist-hips-thighs looked optimized at first glance for serving her master's sexual desires. If I were a rich noble, I'd definitely buy this bitch for my harem.
"Solt, cut the bullshit between sisters."
"Sorry, sis. Actually, Plang used Aurora-sis's parts to get her current body, so I was asking if she gets pregnant, whose baby would it be? Waiting for her answer."
"I'm losing my mind. So what'd Plang say?"
Shuga inwardly scolded herself for prodding Solt for an answer, but she zoned out for a moment at Plang's kindness in bashfully satisfying Solt's curiosity. S-So... when reinforcing her body with Aurora's parts, she kept the original artificial womb and reproductive organs from her main body, just adjusted the maturity level, so if she gets pregnant, it'd fully be her own child?
"Y-Yes, Lady Shuga. The artificial womb in my belly... isn't Sis Aurora's... It's from my original main body, just installed after adjusting the maturity."
"Don't make that ridiculous face, sis. I'm the one who's shocked. I thought when this door opened again, one of you three would come out dead for sure... Do you know how floored I was hearing the sis who screamed she couldn't live without Kaldir-sis decided not to make her personal property but leave her as public goods?"
"What's wrong with public goods? Kaldir's body is cultural heritage level, so we gotta preserve it preciously and let everyone take turns eating it... Nah, dropping that."
Arguing every point with Solt would never end the conversation, so Shuga conceded one. Why's she so prickly today? Thinking more about this'll just tire me out—better forget it clean.
Whether Shuga said something or Solt spun wild fantasies on her own, it was the same. Kaldir-sis, split between the princess and our sis's hands, looks just like Poland carved up by Germany and the Soviets. No, considering Kaldir-sis's ideology... maybe more like Germany getting schooled by America and the Soviets...?
"Plang, what're you gonna do from now on? From what Solt said, Aurora's really fucked... Kaldir personally built her and then disassembled her, plus arbitrarily judging our marital relations—guess you won't forget about plans anymore?"
The uterus tattoo throbbing endlessly in her lower belly had softened even Shuga's cruel yandere side to some degree, but that didn't mean her resentment toward Plang had fully subsided. So her tone coming out hostile wasn't unreasonable.
"Just to clarify. The 'plans' I mean aren't the marriage or family planning crap you've been yapping about nonstop... It's political or military plans. If you're an android born in Kaldir's arms, you get what I mean, right?"
"Yes, of course. I have things figured out too, Lady Shuga. Even though Sis Aurora ended up like that, part of Master's plans are already in motion, and the rest I'll take over and execute in her place."
Among Plang's reply, the 'already in motion' part referred to spraying nano-viruses at potential hostile nations of the Atlantis Empire, but since Shuga couldn't know the details, Plang didn't elaborate, and Shuga, as if not expecting much, whipped her head toward Kaldir to ask the source directly.
Bleeeh. Actually, I get everything Plang's saying because Kaldir tells me straight from her mouth. You're her childhood friend and all, but looks like you haven't heard this? The princess stuck out her tongue at Shuga's exposed nape before pulling it back in.
"That's what she says, Kaldir? All true? No hitches in your fascist revolution plans because of Plang that'd lead to Poland... whatever splitting our country, right?"
"Yeah, Shuga. If Plang took all of Aurora's body modules, there won't be big issues with my plans. Some I can handle solo anyway."
"After all the chaos I caused with your body, the part where you say there won't be hitches in your plans is fucking legendary. Really no misfortune for not just us but others either, right?"
"Well... depends on how you define 'others.' Shuga, if you mean 'Atlantis Empire citizens' including us, then the answer's 'Yes.'"
Kaldir's answer to Shuga's question was profoundly odd. What was the intent behind emphasizing 'Atlantis Empire citizens'? Were communists or separatists included in her 'citizens'? Suddenly curious. If not... I'd just send condolences their way.
Anyway, since I'm head over heels for Kaldir, no chance I'll flip and go red on her, so worrying about them feels a bit luxurious. Might even end up suppressing them myself.
Well, if the person involved says no issues, then fine. But... fuck. After one hit of opium, my patriotism's surging way more than usual? Suddenly worrying about our country's future, wanting to serve the people... Yeah, shouldn't do shit I don't normally.
Instead of sexually teasing Kaldir, here we are having a serious talk—must be properly insane. Shuga even wondered if the opium was making her hallucinate, but no—this was really happening in real space.
"One thing clear, Plang. If Kaldir's plans go awry or it messes with our married life, it's all on you."
"Yes, Lady Shuga. No objections here."
After getting firm confirmation from Plang—who'd dropped the judge-prosecutor concept and returned to her usual polite demeanor— the four women and one robot had a fairly long talk about Kaldir's plans. Midway, Solt pointed out the opium smell on Shuga, pausing things briefly, but no big uproar ensued.
Their conversation's conclusion was inevitable: 'Our married life must proceed smoothly. And since we've wasted so much time on sex, Kaldir's plans can't afford more delays.'
Plang's harsh lesson on their bodies hadn't been entirely ineffective, embedding 'We should consider Kaldir to some extent' in Shuga and the princess's minds. Thanks to that, the talk ended favorably for Kaldir, brightening her future.
"So... this room's our forward base and honeymoon suite? Never thought I'd set up newlywed life here since first wanting to marry you..."
"Same for me, Sugar. Back when we first met Maki, no idea we'd end up with three in married life. Room's pretty cramped."
Twin bed, one bathroom with tub, kitchen, living room. Looking again thinking three for newlywed life, yeah, cramped. But as a spot for scheming evil(?) plans, the space barely registered.
"N-Now, please listen, all three of you! If the forward base and honeymoon suite feels small, no need to stay here—we can move to a bigger room! I prepared separate maid outfits for Lady Shuga and Master, so wear those and scout for one."
Thus, Kaldir and Shuga donned the low-exposure maid outfits from Plang, including the military family (Plang + Solt), and set out to find a room for five. Luckily, the People's Government Administrative Building, heart of the resistance, was spacious—room found quick. Leading with the princess's face meant no need for Secretary-General Atlain.
First floor: two twin beds, large bathroom with tub, small shower room, kitchen, living room. Second floor: one twin bed, small bathroom, even stairs. Perfect for newlyweds. Shuga nodded instinctively.
"Hey, Plang. Haven't fully forgiven you yet, so you sleep upstairs with Solt from now on. We'll take turns on the first floor sharing Kaldir's bed."
Shuga spoke sharply to Plang, but since she didn't retort, no fight broke out. Their three-way newlywed life, fragile from the start, smoothly set sail.
Though to say their lives were fully smooth felt like forgetting something... Eh, at this point, who cares... What was her name... Oh, Aurora! Come to think, didn't ask Solt and Plang upstairs about handling Aurora... Fuck it, whatever. And so Aurora faded from Shuga's memory.