Chapter 19
Chapter 19
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 19
Chapter Title: Lin Shaomei #02
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A harmonious family had always been the ultimate ideal I dreamed of.
That naturally meant I couldn't deny harboring some grand illusions about lovers and romance too.
Thinking back, the reason I was still a virgin might partly be because that damn protagonist kept getting in my way, but it could also be because I'd poured all my romantic fantasies into my relationships so far.
Take my time with Agnes, for example. On our first date, we held hands. On the third, we shared a kiss while watching the sunset. And after a year together, I tried to set the mood with fireworks recreated through money and magic.
Actually, come to think of it, even that day got ruined by the protagonist and those villains, so maybe it really was his fault.
Anyway, the reason for this pathetic inner monologue is that the romantic first experience I'd always cherished was about to shatter into pieces.
"Wait, Shaomei! Calm down and just listen to me...!"
"It's too late, Big Brother! We have to make it a done deal now!"
I flailed my arms desperately to push her away, but in a ridiculous twist, my shirt came off in Shaomei's grasp amid my frantic resistance.
"You beast! Shaomei is a beast!"
"It's Big Brother's fault for not manning up and accepting me!"
Squish. Once again, the hydraulic pressure of her ample breasts smothered my face, leaving me only able to mumble muffled protests.
The sweet scent of flesh teasing my nose, the intoxicating cherry blossom aroma mingling with fresh lemon—it was all numbing my senses.
Wait, this lemon smell... Isn't this the love potion sold in the academy's back alleys?
They called it a love potion, but it just made you feel a bit lustful toward whoever you were with. I remembered shady guys spritzing it on themselves to hit on girls.
"Big Brother's got an annoyingly strong sense of responsibility anyway, so if you just get me pregnant, this life is mine...!!"
Pregnant...? My heart sank at those words.
No way. Shaomei wasn't just trying to seduce me into dating her—she'd come for a pregnancy attack.
"Mmph... mmph!"
I screamed desperately for her to stop. Even if it was skinship, I wanted proper sex in a romantic atmosphere!
Maybe she sensed my wriggling desperation, because Shaomei's rough hands paused as she was yanking down my pants, lingering on my body for a moment.
"This is weird. They say men lose their minds when a girl tempts them like this in bed... Is it because you're a virgin?"
"Mmph! Mmph!"
Virgin? That's too harsh! And who the hell told her that nonsense anyway?!
I looked up with half-indignant muffled grunts, and Shaomei replied, "Young Master Jorba said so."
This damn Jorba—sticking his nose everywhere? And what the hell was he teaching a kid like her?
"Looks like I need to show you a woman's taste first so you stop resisting?"
As I groped her soft, jiggly breasts to push them away, Shaomei nodded as if she'd made up her mind, gazing at me with a strange look.
That glint in her eyes...! The seductive one from earlier...! Bad eyes...!!!
"Now, be good and stay still?"
With that, Shaomei suddenly shoved her hand into my panties and grabbed my rock-hard cock, which had grown huge from arousal despite my will.
But feeling it directly, she seemed flustered, fumbling with my dick before pulling down my panties to inspect its shape and size up close.
"...Huh? It's bigger than I heard...?"
A perfectly natural reaction. Though Arthin's body was small, his manhood matched my previous life's size exactly—impossibly so.
In my past life, even without real experience, I'd never lacked confidence in this department. It was a monster.
Of course, with no real friends or girlfriends, my benchmarks were just AV guys.
Anyway, seeing her hesitate, overwhelmed by the size, sparked hope that I might escape this.
I gripped her hand on my stomach tightly and looked up. Her wavering pupils met mine.
"...Right. Yeah. No hesitating, huh? Thanks, Big Brother."
Wait, no—that was me telling you to give up!
"Does it feel good when I stroke it like this?"
Misinterpreting my intent, Shaomei gently gripped my throbbing, exposed cock and began slowly sliding her hand up and down!
No! It feels way too good! I can't resist!
"Mmph! Mmph!"
I twisted my hips furiously in resistance, but Shaomei cooed soothingly like calming an angry horse, lifting my head and burying my face deeper into her breasts.
The position she created was utterly depraved, stirring unbearable shame in me—a grown man with an adult mind.
A breastfeeding hold? I probably didn't even get this as a newborn!
"There, there. Just surrender to my touch. Got it?"
Swish, swish—
Even as a martial artist, her soft, callus-free hand kept rubbing my cock so gently that the urge to cum dwarfed anything from solo sessions.
And with my lips clenched around her soft breast and its perky pink nipple—it was pure perversion.
A breastfeeding handjob from the girl I'd treated like a sister for decades!
This shouldn't happen. Far from my dreamed romantic first time, it felt like some twisted fetish scenario from a shady production, dreamlike in its absurdity.
I barely tore my lips free and yelled at Shaomei.
"Stop! I'd rather die than this!"
"Hehe, you say that, but your little brother down there is honest, Big Brother?"
It's just a physiological reaction—!
I wanted to shout, but Shaomei forced her breast back into my open mouth, her hand now sliding from shaft to balls, stimulating my entire cock.
With my hips going limp from the pleasure, a horrifying premonition flashed: I was about to climax.
I had to turn this around. Thankfully, as a regressor with multiple loops, I could think of a sharp escape!
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "That's weird. Arthin should definitely be in his room. Maybe he's asleep, miss?"
"...Maybe. He burned through a ton of mana in that duel."
Violet nodded at the dorm supervisor's words.
From her sharpened memories, Arthin often pushed beyond his limits casually, then suffered the aftermath.
"But I really need to tell him something now. Could you help?"
"Hmm~ Even so, it's tricky. Waking a sleeping student by barging in could get me in big trouble."
Despite the sensible response, Violet couldn't abandon her urge to see Arthin right now.
Her headaches had vanished with resurfacing memories, but they felt like a long dream—and she was certain seeing Arthin would make them crystal clear.
"If you just unlock the door, I'll give you my treasured cure-all!"
"I'm healthy~ I drink green juice daily."
She tried bribing with her great witch grandma's secret cure-all, but the apathetic supervisor made her brain spin furiously.
"How about witch-brewed beauty potion?"
"Not big on booze~"
"A resort voucher from the Republic Federation?"
"Don't like crowds."
"A witch's gem perfect for your wife!"
"I'm single. Solo for life."
"Th-then I'll set you up on a blind date! With a sexy cool-beauty witch!"
"...Blind date?"
A reaction. The previously indifferent supervisor's face shifted, confirming her breakthrough.
"Yeah, my sister Kirke—she's super pretty and sexy! But witch cities lack guys, so she asked me to hook her up!"
The supervisor furrowed his brow, deep in thought.
Please, please bite, Violet prayed desperately.
"F-fine. You say you know him, and he looked rough—better check if he's sick."
"Yes! Thank you, sir!"
As the nonchalant supervisor exited his office with the keyring, Violet clenched her fist behind her back.
Wait for me, Arthin. I'm coming!
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Mm...!
Mmm...!!
"Oh? You've calmed down. My touch feels good, right?"
Aah!! Lost in thought, I'd been trembling and enjoying her hand without realizing.
Maybe that lemon scent filling my nose was numbing my reason again.
Otherwise, no normal guy with my tastes could enjoy forced breastfeeding handjob play.
"Go on, you can cum soon, Big Brother? Then you'll get me pregnant after?"
Shaomei said something scary, but my hazy mind had no room to process it, lost in the building pleasure from my hips.
I, who'd resisted even a succubus's dream spell in the Demon King's castle backdoor, couldn't comprehend why I was like this.
Slap, slap, slap—
Her quickening strokes pulled my body from reason's control into desire. I suckled her maternal breast hungrily, drawing sweet moans from Shaomei's lips.
"Ahn! Yes! Accept me, Big Brother!"
Her joyful moans and the slapping of skin filled my head until I surrendered to the boiling urge. My cock twitched powerfully, spurting semen.
Splurt, spuuurt—
This first ejaculation from another's touch shot fiercer than ever, arcing across the room toward the door.
And at that exact moment, an unwanted sound rang out.
Creak, clunk. Creeeak.
"Arthin! I came to see you! Still slee...ping..?"
For some reason, the locked door opened, and a familiar pink-haired woman entered.
Splat.
Right after, she got splattered across the face by my vigorously launched white fluid, our eyes locking.
Behind her, the supervisor stood with the keyring, gaping in shock at the scene.
In that instant, I realized.
I'd been socially killed by Shaomei.