Essence, Rejuvenation, and the Birth of Larvae
Ruya’s pussy, thoroughly steeped in the yin crest and vital energy, was both resilient and exquisitely soft. Even the tail’s sudden intrusion was welcomed in a warm, enfolding embrace. I gently stroked the slowly contracting inner walls and pushed deeper until her firm, elastic latex womb greeted me with a plush welcome.
“Haaahng!”
“Oops, you must be careful.”
Through the tail pressed against her cervix I drew out a light sip of vital energy. Her back arched like a drawn bow and she nearly toppled backward, but the tail moved swiftly to cradle her from behind. Even though I had absorbed only the tiniest amount, the overwhelming ecstasy of her hyper-concentrated essence was so intense that I felt it strain the sensory processing capacity of my artificial brain.
‘Elsa.’
‘Yes? It’s rare for you to call me first, sister. Is something wrong?’
‘Limit the artificial brain’s sensory processing. The flavor of the vital energy is too strong; it’s overloading me.’
‘One moment. Halving it should suffice, right? How does that feel?’
Thanks to Elsa’s adjustment my overall senses dulled. The slight lag between sensation and perception was uncomfortable, yet unavoidable if I intended to absorb Ruya’s vital energy.
‘This is fine. Thank you.’
‘It’s nothing. Taking care of you is my job, after all.’
Once Elsa withdrew and my slowed perception of time normalized, I moved the tail again.
“Shall we begin the real absorption? Try not to faint.”
“Hiiit! G-go on!”
Squelch!
The pleasure delivered by the direct suction of vital energy from her womb was on an entirely different level. She squirted a fountain of love juice and climaxed instantly. Unable to even form a proper moan, her whole body shook as orgasm after orgasm tore through her. I drew the high-density vital energy from her womb and stored it inside my magic core. Even with sensory processing reduced by half, the unimaginable ecstasy caused the energy to purify at astonishing speed.
“Ugh, it really is hyper-concentrated. Even my current magic core capacity is struggling to contain it all.”
“Hik! Ugeeet!”
“You probably can’t hear me, but I’ll return the purified essence, so endure just a little longer.”
The sheer volume far exceeded what my now-mature magic core could hold, so I had no choice but to re-inject the purified vital energy back into Ruya. Receiving an infusion while simultaneously having her energy drained multiplied her pleasure. She could no longer produce sound at all; she simply trembled violently.
Then something completely unexpected began to appear in Ruya’s body.
“Huh? Elves should be genetically close to humans, so why is age reversal…”
Although elves experience extremely slow cellular aging compared to humans, they still possess a finite lifespan. Yet the moment Ruya’s cells encountered the massive surge of purified vital energy, the aging process reversed and youth flooded back into her.
I could not fathom why the difference existed.
After several hours of carefully absorbing, purifying, and re-injecting the concentrated essence, the process finally ended. Ruya had transformed into an even more vibrant, youthful elf than the day we first met. My magic core—and every inch of Ruya’s body—was so saturated with pink purified vital energy that I had to stop perceiving essence entirely before I could see her clearly.
The tail gently lifted Ruya, who had fainted after endless climaxes brought on by overwhelming pleasure.
“Haah… If an elf who already lives a thousand years can undergo age reversal, she could practically achieve immortality.”
It was the sort of unfair miracle that would make humans weep with envy.
Emerging from the bath, I coordinated with the tail to wash Ruya’s body once more; it was filthy with sweat and impurities expelled during her orgasms and rejuvenation. While cleaning her pussy I discovered a small plug still blocking her urethra.
“Ah, you were still wearing the urethral plug.”
The jewel that had once decorated the end must have been removed. The tiny plug was so discreet beneath the plump folds that I had assumed it was gone entirely. Using vital energy to examine her bladder, I found it full. I felt for the hidden plug, grasped it between my fingertips, and gently twisted it free.
The moment the plug came out, urine rushed through the dilated urethral tube and spilled across the bathroom floor. Because she was completely unconscious and the tube had fused deep inside her bladder, she had lost the ability to void naturally. I pressed firmly on her lower abdomen, squeezing out every last drop.
The fact that I had to manually express her urine suggested that, despite the age reversal, the urethral damage caused by the permanent tube had not healed.
After the final drop was expelled and she was thoroughly cleaned, I reinserted the urethral plug.
“There. Let’s go out now.”
At my caress the tail skillfully coiled around Ruya’s body and lifted her. We moved to the dressing room, dried her with the tail’s help, dressed her, and returned to the bedroom. I lay down beside her unconscious form and fell asleep.
When Ruya woke she stared at her noticeably younger body in disbelief.
“Oh my god! Feel this skin elasticity! The scars I got while working as a hunter are gone!”
“It’s an age-reversal phenomenon caused by vital energy purification.”
“Wow~ My body feels so light! Thank you, Master!”
She was so delighted by her restored youth that she threw her arms around me and bounced with joy. I patted her back affectionately. Then, as if realizing what the disappearance of aging might mean for her family, her eyes sparkled.
“Then, as long as you’re here, does that mean our family can live forever?”
“Unfortunately it has little effect on humans. It merely restores some vitality and temporarily halts aging. Age reversal is a phenomenon that appears only in certain monsters. The fact that it worked on you, Ruya, was completely unexpected.”
“Aww… Just when I thought it was perfect.”
Disappointment weighed her down. She lay on the bed, hugging me tightly and burying her face in my chest. I stroked her back. Suddenly I wondered whether the same effect might appear in Charlotte, whose body contained animal genes.
“Since it worked on you, perhaps it will work on Charlotte too. I’ve been worried about her because beastmen have such short lifespans.”
“Yeah, I hope it works for her at least.”
After rolling around on the bed a while longer, idly touching my body, she declared she was hungry and climbed out first, urging me to come eat. We dined at the largest restaurant in the underground city, snacked on sweets, and played until I suddenly remembered Bella—the woman we had greeted long ago. We had promised to visit Angels’ Haven yet more than a year had slipped by and I had completely forgotten.
“Let’s go to a place I know.”
“Where?”
“Angels’ Haven, the shop where I worked back when I was an angel.”
“I want to go, I want to go!”
Her eyes sparkled with curiosity the moment she learned it was my old workplace. We checked the address on the underground city’s network and set out.
Angels’ Haven lay a short distance from the central avenue I used to frequent, in a relatively quiet corner. It still stood with modest elegance among the gaudy surrounding buildings. Inside, tourists were scarce; most of the few customers were locals. The bar retained its classic old-fashioned style, and a gentle wave of nostalgia washed over me.
“It’s quiet and has a nice atmosphere. I like it.”
“It’s a place for rest, just as the name suggests.”
“Oh my, welcome to Angels’ Haven, Lady Elisha.”
The angel dressed as a bartender noticed us at the door and greeted us in a soft voice.
“Two light drinks, please.”
“Yes, right away.”
I sat at the counter in front of the angel bartender and ordered. Ruya rested her chin on her hand, watching the precise cocktail preparation with fascination.
“Did you wear that uniform and stand there making cocktails too, Elisha?”
“Yes. It was my first job as an angel.”
“I see~”
We sat at the bar, soft music drifting around us, and let the atmosphere soak into our skin while we waited for our drinks. As we silently savored the cocktails the angel bartender had prepared, Bella approached with a warm smile.
“Elisha! You finally came. I was starting to think you’d forgotten us entirely.”
“I’m sorry. I’ve been terribly busy.”
“I saw how busy you’ve been on the news~ Don’t stand out here. Come inside. Bring your guest too.”
“Yes, that would be best.”
Though her voice was quiet, I could feel curious eyes turning our way, so we followed her into the back.
We walked down the hallway and entered what appeared to be a private reception room, then sat facing each other. Bella, still radiating that same plump, maternal warmth, personally brought out drinks and homemade snacks.
“It’s a bar, so all I can offer is alcohol. Sorry~ But the snacks are my own recipe.”
“I know your cooking skills well, Bella. I’ll enjoy them.”
“Hohoho, you too, dear. Please help yourself.”
“Ah, yes. Thank you.”
Ruya had been staring blankly around the room. At Bella’s invitation she picked up a cookie, took a bite, and her eyes widened.
“Wow, this is genuinely delicious.”
“Hoho, thank you. There’s plenty, so eat as much as you like.”
It was no empty compliment; the cookies were truly excellent. While they could not match the royal chefs’ confections made with the finest ingredients, they were skillfully prepared and perfectly balanced.
I left Ruya to her enthusiastic snacking and drinking and spent the time reminiscing with Bella—stories of adapting to the transformed Eden and underground city, of training newly hired angels, of former angels who occasionally dropped by to rest. I nodded and laughed along as Bella spoke happily.
“Oh, before you leave, may I ask one small favor?”
“What is it?”
“Could you give me an autograph? I’d like to keep a trace of you here.”
“That’s easy. Of course I will.”
Bella thanked me and brought paper. I wrote my name in large letters and added a signature.
“Hohoho, I’ll frame it and hang it in the shop~ Thank you, Elisha.”
“It’s nothing. We should be going now.”
“Come back whenever you like~”
We left Angels’ Haven under Bella’s warm farewell, the signed paper clutched happily to her chest.
Days passed in pleasant idleness. Whenever I had free time I wandered the city with Ruya. One afternoon, while I was briefly out handling postponed tasks, the larvae of my parasitic tentacle tail sent a signal that they were ready to be born.
Feeling them poke insistently at my cervix, I hurried back to our room. The moment I arrived the tail burrowed between my legs, devoured the purple mucus sealing my entrance, and opened the passage.
As I frantically stripped, Ruya—who had been in the room—rushed over.
“Elisha! What’s happening? Why are you undressing so urgently?”
“The larvae are coming.”
“They’re finally being born? Wait a second.”
With Ruya’s help I spread a clean sheet on the floor and sat with my legs spread wide. Inside my womb the larvae had already severed their own umbilical cords and were nudging the cervix, waiting for the exit to open.
The parasitic tentacle tail diligently cleared the remaining purple mucus, widened the vaginal opening, and tapped against the womb to signal them. The larvae pushed forward with surprising strength.
Pressing their distinctive round heads against the cervical opening, they squeezed through one by one, wriggling as they slid down the birth canal.
Ruya, sitting in front of me ready to catch them, gasped in wonder.
“Wow! The head’s out!”
Once the largest part—the head—emerged, the rest of the body slipped free with a wet pop and landed on the cloth she had prepared. One after another, all four larvae were born.
“They’re cuter than I expected. Look at those perfectly round heads.”
“Huu… Wipe them off first.”
“Okay.”
Ruya gently cleaned the wet larvae with the soft cloth. The moment the last one was out, the parasitic tentacle tail dove back inside the womb and, together with Las, devoured every trace of afterbirth until the interior was spotless.
“Ugh, all done?”
The tail withdrew and gave my lower belly an affectionate rub, as if praising me for a job well done.
“Look at them. They’re already being cute.”
On Ruya’s palm one larva wriggled, sucking on her finger with the tiny mouth on its round head.
“I’m not sure if it’s being cute…”
“Really? The others seem to be sucking fingers too.”
At that moment the tail gently lifted one larva and pressed its head against my breast as I sat leaning against the bed. I understood instinctively what it wanted.
“It seems they want to drink my milk.”
“Oh, is that it?”
I took the larva from the tail and brought it to my nipple. It opened its mouth, latched on at once, and began sucking greedily.
“See? It started drinking immediately.”
“It really did. It looks like a caterpillar, yet it drinks milk. How fascinating. Let me…”
Ruya brought the second larva to my other nipple. It attached itself at once and began to feed. Supporting the two small bodies hanging from my breasts, I sighed.
“Whew, I’m going to be busy feeding them for a while.”
“I’ll look after the other two.”
“Thank you.”
And so the feeding of the larvae began, and it continued for an entire week.