The Angel's Womb
The motel building near the mart had become home to the survivors from the apartment complex. From the outside it looked like an ordinary motel, but stepping inside revealed it was anything but. The structure closely resembled one of Earth’s old red-light districts. The dimly lit entrance held what appeared to be a reception desk, and a sign listing room rates hung beside it.
After checking the first floor and finding no one around, I climbed to the second. As I walked down the hallway, one of the doors in the row swung open. A man stepped out, shirtless and wearing only pants. His body glistened with sweat as he drank from a water bottle. The moment he noticed me, he flinched, then bowed politely.
I returned the greeting. The thick scent of sex wafted from him, and I thought, He’s already been hard at work breeding. Right then, a woman followed him out of the room.
The Holy Scar of Goddess Erutina stood out clearly on her forehead. She swept her sweat-dampened hair behind her ear, spotted me standing by the door, and immediately clasped her hands together in prayer.
“Yes. We’ve already promised our futures together,” she said, hugging the man’s arm. He stood there awkwardly, smiling without understanding a word. When I examined his vital energy, I saw it was in better condition than I expected. It looked like he would be able to breed without much difficulty.
“Ah… the men in rooms 305, 402, and 404 are still alone.”
After saying goodbye, I headed upstairs. Since the building had been designed for intercourse, the soundproofing was decent, yet the faint sounds of vigorous sex still drifted through the hallway.
“Mmm, everyone’s really dedicated to breeding.”
It was satisfying to see the slaves choosing their own mates and working hard to reproduce. As expected, the Madam’s personal training produced excellent results. Compared to when I had trained the slaves, they now thought far more freely yet still naturally devoted themselves to their duties as slaves. It was truly admirable.
I stroked my parasitic tentacle tail, which was wriggling with excitement at the prospect of a meal, and climbed to the third floor. I knocked on the door of room 305. A man with a puzzled expression opened it moments later. I immediately used my charm eyes to hypnotize him.
Because he held great trust in me—the being who had helped him—he fell under the hypnosis easily. I made him undress, lie on the bed, and fall into an erotic dream.
The instant I gave permission, the tentacle tail that had latched onto the dreaming man’s cock began moving eagerly, starting to extract his essence. I sat beside his trembling body and, while the extraction continued, took out the rifle I had used before and began cleaning it.
“Hmm, this man’s vital energy isn’t very good.”
The vital energy mixed into the semen the tentacle tail consumed traveled through the blood vessels connected to it and entered my body. Since it was a symbiotic relationship where the tentacle had fused with my internal organs and shared my bloodstream, and because the tail itself could not absorb vital energy, the energy circulated through my veins whether I wanted it to or not. It eventually reached my womb and was naturally absorbed by my magic core.
Of course, because we shared blood, the various hormones and substances the tentacle secreted also affected my body. Still, most of them were beneficial to humans, so there was no real danger.
Anyway, the vital energy delivered this way was not of particularly high quality. Ah, now I understood why the nuns hadn’t chosen him. I had only seen him as food for the tentacle tail and hadn’t looked closely, but upon closer inspection, although he had no diseases, his constitution was inherently weak. From the perspective of a female trying to bear offspring, a male with weak genes naturally held little appeal. That was why he was unpopular.
His weak constitution also meant poor stamina. Even though the tail had only fed three times, his vital energy had already dropped sharply. Any more extraction would put him in danger.
I gently soothed the tentacle tail, which still seemed hungry and reluctant, then modified the man’s memories to erase any recollection of my visit before leaving the room.
The men in rooms 402 and 404 were the same. All of them had weak constitutions. Only after pushing both to their limits could I finally feed the tentacle tail enough to satisfy it.
“You like Brother’s semen the best too, don’t you? Yes, yes. Next time you serve him, I’ll let you eat as well.”
The tentacle tail, full and happy after a long time, rubbed affectionately against my cheek. I indulged its cute behavior, then left the motel and returned to the mart.
That night, while Brother received Charlotte’s service, I sat facing the Madam in her bedroom to transplant the fertilized egg. She had already bathed and wore only a robe. Placing a hand over her chest, she spoke in a slightly trembling voice.
“It’s in excellent condition. On top of that, it has absorbed a great deal of vital energy while inside my womb, so it’s very healthy.”
At my words, the Madam rose from her chair, slipped off her robe, and lay on the bed. On her voluptuous lower belly, the Yin Brand that had absorbed vast amounts of vital energy glowed with a beautiful light.
“Ah…!”
I summoned my succubus tail and slid it into her already wet folds, immediately pushing deep into her womb. Because her womb had been marked by the Yin Brand and now fell under my control as its owner, I could open her cervical entrance far more easily than before.
The uterine walls, thickened by the Yin Brand, were perfectly prepared for pregnancy and waited only for implantation.
“Ugh… please don’t stir inside so much.”
“Hehe, doesn’t your womb feel good? Once it starts raising a child, it will feel even better.”
This was an effect of the Yin Brand. To increase the subject’s desire to conceive, it granted continuous pleasure during pregnancy, making them want to remain pregnant. I hadn’t told the Madam about this little bonus yet.
I gently caressed the inside of her womb to warm her body, then removed my underwear and sat on the bed facing her. Crossing my legs, I pressed myself tightly against her until my closed folds nestled perfectly between her slightly parted, glistening petals. There was not a single gap between us.
“Hngh, what are you doing?”
“I need to shorten the distance between our wombs for more delicate work.”
“Aah… still, Elisha’s pussy really does feel wonderful. No wonder my husband likes it so much.”
“Hehe, thank you. Madam’s pussy is so soft and plush. It feels lovely.”
“Hohoho, are you flattering me? I know very well that among the women who serve my husband, I have the most well-used pussy.”
The Madam murmured with a bitter expression. I had already noticed from her usual behavior that she felt a certain inferiority toward the concubines. Compared to Ruya, whose only male experience was with Brother, Charlotte, who had almost none, and me, whose body always returned to its original state no matter how much sex I had, the Madam had accumulated countless male experiences through her long life of faith.
Thanks to that vast experience, she had been confident she would satisfy Brother the most, but that expectation had been shattered by my existence. In the end, the fact that she had the most experience yet still couldn’t satisfy him the most had become a complex that turned into an inferiority complex.
“Don’t think about it too much. The men of the past were simply receiving service from you as a nun serving Goddess Erutina. Now you are serving only Brother.”
“Not serving. Marital life.”
“Ah, my mistake. Now you are living as his wife, sharing marital relations with Brother.”
“…Of course I know that, but emotions aren’t so easily controlled.”
Even someone as skilled at handling others’ emotions and thoughts as the Madam found it difficult to control her own. Before her mood could sink further, I gently rubbed our pressed-together pussies and spoke.
“This is a joyous moment when your love with Brother bears fruit. Let’s enjoy the present for now.”
“Mmmh… yes. That’s what matters right now. Haa……”
The transparent love juices secreted from the Madam’s pussy made wet, sticky sounds as our rubbing folds moved together. I rotated my hips softly to give her pleasure while simultaneously sending my will to Las, beginning the process of transferring the fertilized egg into the Madam’s womb.
Upon receiving my command, a miniature Las emerged from my uterine wall, wrapped the fertilized egg in its body, and flowed down, gently passing through the birth canal before entering the Madam’s vaginal opening.
“Ugh……”
“Shhh… Don’t be startled. It’s alright.”
Startled by the unfamiliar sensation, the Madam’s vagina tightened. I gently pressed on her lower belly where the Yin Brand was and calmed her. After a brief pause to let her relax, the tension in her body gradually eased.
The miniature Las, which had been momentarily squeezed tight, began moving again. It pushed into her cervix and successfully entered the womb. Connected by a thin umbilical cord, the miniature Las explored the fertile interior before settling in the most suitable spot and gently placing the fertilized egg against the uterine wall.
The fertilized egg, which had been in a state of paused cell division, became buried in the wall and soon resumed dividing, successfully implanting.
I sent a command through the umbilical cord for it to return, but the miniature Las lingered, wriggling. Then it suddenly severed the cord, cutting off the connection.
“Ah.”
“Did something go wrong?”
“No, the fertilized egg has implanted safely. It’s just that Las is acting on its own……”
After the severed umbilical cord fully retracted, I separated our tightly pressed pussies and immediately thrust my succubus tail into the Madam’s vagina.
“Ahng!”
I sent the tail straight into her womb and checked inside. The miniature Las was still clinging to the area where the fertilized egg had been placed. It wriggled happily. I pressed my tail against its body and sent a command infused with vital energy, but instead of letting go, it clung even tighter to the uterine wall, showing no intention of leaving.
Is it trying to settle in the Madam’s womb and reproduce?
“Um… you know the latex slime that lives in my womb, right?”
“You mean the symbiotic slime that replaced your uterus and lives there?”
“Yes. That child says it wants to stay in Madam’s womb and refuses to leave.”
“What? Why on earth would it do that?”
“It seems it wants to live inside Madam’s womb.”
The Madam, who had propped herself up on her arms, widened her eyes in shock. She looked extremely surprised by the sudden development.
“Can’t you forcibly remove it?”
“It has already begun fusing with the inner wall of the uterus. And it’s doing so while still wrapped around the fertilized egg, so I can’t pull it out. I’m sorry.”
“More importantly, it won’t harm the fetus, will it?”
“No, it isn’t touching the fetus at all. In fact, the fetus is now wrapped and protected by it. Since Las is made of highly elastic latex, it should be able to withstand most impacts.”
“Hoo… At least that’s a relief.”
In time with the Madam’s rapidly beating heart, the miniature Las continued to fuse smoothly with her uterus. I watched as it consumed the womb and replaced it with its own body, then withdrew my tail.
“Mmm, it must have liked Madam’s fertile womb, enriched by the Yin Brand.”
“What’s done is done. Who could have predicted something like this?”
“Thank you for understanding, Madam.”
“Haa~ Whenever you’re involved, things always far exceed my expectations. But sometimes these unexpected situations actually make me feel a strange sense of enjoyment.”
“Oh? Is that so?”
“When you spend your life managing and dominating those around you, it’s easy to fall into monotony. When everything flows exactly as expected and as intended, an unforeseen event brings a refreshing feeling.”
“Hehe……”
I had thought she tolerated my impulsive actions simply as a reward for my devotion, but there was this reason as well. It was a way of thinking I found difficult to understand, but if the Madam liked it, then it was fine.
The Madam sat up, gently stroked her lower belly, then looked at me and said,
“You have become an indispensable and important existence to our family far faster than I anticipated. In truth, it wouldn’t be wrong to say I depend on you in many ways. From the lifespans of the concubines to managing the slaves, and now even the most important task of producing an heir. Your presence has grown even greater.”
“Oh please, everything was only possible because Madam was here.”
“Everything I was able to create only because you existed. That is an undeniable truth.”
I never imagined that someone as proud and capable as the Madam would come to depend on me so deeply, both emotionally and mentally.