The Completed Angel
I asked Elisa what she intended to do about it. “What are you going to do?”
“I was thinking we should at least have a conversation.”
“Then—”
Just as I was about to agree, the sensation of my consciousness shifting pulled me into the mental space.
“Ah, I wanted to listen in on that conversation too.”
I had agreed to the confinement measures meant to respect my master Elisa’s privacy, but I still found myself curious about what was happening outside from time to time. I lay blankly on the bed waiting when an external connection call rang. I rushed over and picked it up.
“What? Is something wrong?”
“Nothing special. I finished talking with Ruya, and since I’m already out, I’m going to look up some information. In the meantime, go ahead and masturbate.”
“Huh? You’re going to release the sensory block?”
I asked in surprise at the sudden instruction to masturbate. Even though masturbation was pointless while the block was active, she had told me to do it anyway, so I wondered if she planned to lift the restriction.
“I think the training results are sufficient now. I’m going to return you to your original state.”
“Weren’t you the one who liked the doll-like state where I couldn’t feel lust or pleasure?”
“That training was meant to turn you into a doll that obeys my every command completely. Now that your personality has changed enough to reach the intended level, it’s no longer necessary.”
“Changing my personality?”
“By accumulating experience over a long training period while simultaneously manipulating personality data, I can alter the ego naturally without side effects or discomfort. The girl who once merely thought of me as a master she liked has now come to perceive herself as a doll that submits to me completely. That’s the result.”
“Now that you mention it, that makes sense. It wasn’t like this at first.”
It was true. At some point during our travels, my tendency to see myself as a doll had grown stronger. Now I naturally thought of myself as Elisa’s angel doll, but in the beginning I had only been playing along with her doll play.
“Hohoho, even after hearing the truth, you feel no resistance at all, do you? You’ve become my doll completely now.”
“Mm… Even now, the only difference between my past self and present self is that I’ve become Elisa’s doll. I don’t feel like I’ve changed much.”
“That’s exactly what matters. My doll. The fact that you’re a living doll I can handle and modify however I please—that’s what’s important.”
“If that’s what Elisa wants, then I’m fine with it.”
Elisa would never do anything that would harm me, and since I liked her, whatever she liked was fine by me.
“From now on, I’ll gradually modify you to improve your performance, so look forward to it. I have business to attend to, so go masturbate.”
“Okay, got it.”
The call ended with those words. Well… I might as well do as I was told and start masturbating. Lying on the bed, I began stimulating my erogenous zones. Sure enough, the sensory block had been lifted—pleasure bloomed from the areas I touched.
“Nngh… Is it because it was blocked for so long? I’m more sensitive now.”
Even the slightest brush against my erogenous zones sent sharp waves of pleasure through me. Yet even while enjoying the pleasant sensations, I felt a strange sense of detachment as my mind remained coldly aware of the situation. I couldn’t quite understand how it was possible, but despite the intense pleasure my sensitive body was experiencing, it felt as though I were observing everything from a third-person perspective, calmly analyzing the situation and controlling my body’s responses.
“Aah, I’m coming.”
My hypersensitive body reached climax with ease, and a powerful wave of pleasure crashed over me. That incomprehensible state—where excitement and cold rationality coexisted—continued even through the peak. Thanks to my unshakable reason, I could even adjust my moans and bodily reactions during orgasm to make them look beautiful while still savoring the pleasure.
After the climax passed and I lay basking in the afterglow, a thought occurred to me. If a real sex doll existed, wouldn’t it be exactly like this?
“Mm… This is clearly a lot further from being human.”
My voice trembled with the lingering pleasure of orgasm, yet my tone remained as composed as ever, the strange words echoing through the space. Thinking about it, I wondered if this was what the completed form of an angel was meant to be. An ultimate angel that could enjoy sex while emotion and reason coexisted, devoting herself entirely to her partner.
“A completed angel, huh? That sounds pretty impressive. Nngh.”
The more I continued masturbating, the more accustomed I grew to this state. In the end, I kept going until Elisa returned, and by then I had become so used to it that I could even think other thoughts in the middle of climax. When Elisa saw me sprawled on the bed with my legs spread, she clicked her tongue.
“Tsk tsk. Just because the block was lifted, you lost all self-control and masturbated?”
“My condition was a little strange, so I was trying to adapt.”
“Ah, how is it? My masterpiece.”
“So it really was you who made me like this? I feel like the perfect angel.”
“You saw right through it. Ever since I encountered the angel program, I’ve believed the completed form of an angel is a doll that possesses self-awareness, where emotion and reason coexist, and prioritizes others over itself while serving them. A literal angel doll.”
Elisa spoke with more excitement in her face and voice than usual. She looked even happier than when we had visited the airplane research facility. Spinning in circles, she began rattling off an explanation of how she had turned me into the perfect angel doll—extracting and virtualizing personality data, precisely manipulating it to reconstruct the ego, separating and then reuniting emotion and reason. She spoke with obvious delight, using terms I could barely understand.
To humor the excited Elisa, I sat on the bed and gave occasional replies, nodding along.
“So the slave program was the starting point of the whole plan?”
“That’s right. It was the first step toward remodeling you into the perfect angel doll. Since it was my first time attempting this, it took a long time, but I’m glad I finally completed it.”
“I’m not sure whether I should be congratulating you or not.”
“It’s something we should both celebrate. You, who have become a complete angel, and me, who created such an angel. Both of us.”
Elisa approached me and touched my body directly, checking my responses. True to form as a master who knew my body well, she stimulated only the most sensitive erogenous zones, and my body reacted sharply. As I watched my own reactions and pleasure while acting as though I were seducing her, a satisfied expression appeared on Elisa’s face.
“As expected, it’s wonderful. A perfect doll that performs natural acting mixed with natural reactions to pleasure.”
“It’s easy to act while enjoying the pleasure, so I like it too.”
“Now, like this—”
“Hwaaang!”
The moment Elisa did something, I climaxed without any warning. Even as I acted while feeling the pleasure of orgasm, the sudden climax left me flustered.
“How did you make me climax so suddenly?”
“It’s the forced orgasm function. When it detects the partner’s ejaculation response, it automatically forces an orgasm so we climax together.”
“A function that saves the trouble of timing it on purpose, huh.”
Matching the timing of climax to sudden ejaculation wasn’t easy even for me, trained as an angel. But now it would automatically trigger an orgasm without me having to consider timing. It was an incredible function.
“It’s a function I created for an angel doll that can freely enjoy physical pleasure while her mind remains separate, always serving her partner. Do you like it?”
“Yeah, this is good.”
“I’ll add even more functions from now on. Here, one more time.”
“Huuuk.”
After forcing several more orgasms without even touching me, playing with the doll named Elisha that she had created, Elisa said she needed to organize the information she had obtained and conduct research, then returned to her room. Previously, the afterglow of pleasure had made it difficult to collect my thoughts, but now that the modifications had completely separated my mind, I could enjoy the lingering sensations while maintaining normal cognition.
“In this state, I feel like I could handle multiple males at once without any trouble.”
The memory of being helplessly overwhelmed by three Blackmen before separating from Kyubey came to mind. Back then, I had no room to spare and had shown many unsightly sides of myself. Thinking about what kind of expression I must have made when I couldn’t even manage my face made me embarrassed. Elisa’s possessiveness toward me was so strong that I wasn’t sure she would allow me to have sex with multiple males, but I found myself wanting to try it at least once.
When I went outside, the AI was washing my body. I waited until it had finished washing and dressing me, then deactivated the AI and sat at the desk to browse the internet on the laptop. While I was looking at the screen, I heard a knock at the door followed by Ruya’s voice.
“Master, I have something to tell you.”
“Come in.”
The fact that Ruya addressed me as “Master” and used formal speech first meant she had something to say as a slave. Wearing only her underwear, she carefully entered, closed the door, and bowed her head.
“Since we’ll have to camp in the dungeon for an extended period starting tomorrow, shouldn’t you stock up on essence in advance, Master?”
“Hmm, now that you mention it, you’re right.”
Even though a succubus could last a long time without consuming essence, it would certainly be difficult to obtain any outside, so it was necessary to stock up beforehand. Hearing my words, she stripped off even her underwear, spread her legs while standing, and placed her hands behind her back.
“Please consume your slave’s essence to your heart’s content.”
The seed of the yin crest on her tense lower abdomen, which had grown by feeding on her essence for several days, had enlarged slightly and was emitting a faint light. As I admired her naked body, I brought out my tail and placed it in front of her.
“Coming to offer your essence to your master of your own accord—you’ve grown. Well done.”
“Haa… Thank you, Master.”
I used my tail to caress her clitoris, preparing for insertion. Even as her legs trembled and she let out moans, she tried her best to maintain her posture without faltering. Finding that admirable, I stimulated her more thoroughly before thrusting in deeply all at once.
“Huuung!”
“Nngh.”
With the sensory block lifted, pleasure rose through my tail, and I felt a pleasant sensation as well. I moved my tail gently back and forth inside her vagina before pushing deeper to touch her womb. As expected, her womb had been completely latex-ized and had an elastic texture. While rubbing her womb, I spoke.
“Uung!”
“There’s something important I need to tell you, Ruya, so listen carefully.”
“Yes, Master.”
Even with her mind hazy from pleasure, she tried her best to focus and listen to my words. After rubbing her womb a little more to give her pleasure, I opened my mouth.
“Due to my mistake, Las has also become symbiotic with your womb and latex-ized it.”
“What? That symbiotic slime?”
Ruya’s eyes widened at my words as she quickly asked. I nodded to her questioning gaze and answered.
“Yes. Las that came out of my womb split and entered yours. I tried to stop it, but I failed. I’m sorry.”
“That’s…”
Contrary to my expectation that she would show rejection, the emotion that appeared on her face was guilt.
“Just as you taught me, Master, everything about me as a slave already belongs to you. I’m sorry for making you feel guilty because I’m still immature as a slave.”
“Ruya…”
The heart-shaped pupils looking at me were filled with determination. She seemed far more serious about her mindset as a slave than I had thought. It made me wonder if I had been treating her too lightly as a slave.
“Haa… If anything, I was the immature master. Actually, Ruya is the first person I’ve ever become the master of. Until now, I had only lived as a slave myself.”
“Then I’m your first slave!”
She looked happier about being my first slave than anything else. Seeing that expression somehow made everything feel alright, and my head cleared a little. Yeah, a master shouldn’t show weakness to their slave. Just as Ruya was trying to be a good slave to me, I should strive to be a better master to her.
“But are you really okay with the state of your womb?”
“I’m actually glad I get to have the same kind of womb as you, Master.”
“Is that so? I’m glad you’re happy about it. As I explained before, aside from being made of latex material, it’s the same as a normal womb, so you don’t have to worry about having children.”
“Yes, Master.”
“Then let’s continue.”
“Huuung.”
To reward Ruya for easing my worries, I stimulated her womb and vagina more attentively while absorbing her essence. The high-quality, abundant essence of a healthy elf female flowed through my tail and accumulated steadily in my demon core. Ruya, who kept moaning while offering her vagina and obediently letting her essence be sucked, was an excellent meal for a succubus. Thanks to my demon core, which had grown after reaching the sub-adult stage, my total essence capacity had increased, allowing me to suck much more than before in one go. Even though Ruya’s essence was abundant, consuming this much at once caused her to show slight signs of emaciation that appeared when essence was drained too rapidly. It was only because she was an elf with rich essence that she could endure it; if she had been an ordinary human woman, she would have already been exhausted and in danger.
“Uhet.”
“To endure having this much essence sucked out all at once—you really are an outstanding female, Ruya.”
“Th-thank you, Master.”
“You did well, so I’ll give you a reward. Come as much as you want.”
“Yes, thank you! Uhyaaaang!”
“Ah.”
The moment the accumulated pleasure that had been bound by brainwashing exploded along with the climax, urine spurted from her urethra and soaked my tail. Er, um. I had heard that some women urinate during excessive orgasms, but seeing it directly left me feeling awkward. Moreover, instead of a normal trickle, the urine gushed out forcefully with a powerful shwaaak! sound. Because she couldn’t maintain her posture during the excessive climax and fell backward while still urinating, she made a mess of the room and even sprayed it onto my body, where it flowed down.
Mm. Watersports play is a bit problematic to do in the room.
This is different from watersports play. Unlike play where one feels shame from showing urination, this is involuntary gushing due to climax.
Huh, you were watching even though you said you were busy?
It showed up on the screen I left on, so I came out.
Urine that had been sprayed on my face flowed down and dripped from my nose in droplets.
Still, isn’t this called a golden shower? It’s being sprayed on my body.
So you’re saying you like being peed on?
That’s not it.
I had no particular feelings about it since that wasn’t my preference. Ruya was simply gushing urine due to excessive climax and didn’t seem to be enjoying it either.