The Angel of Eden
After finishing the basic makeup for my master, I could finally complete her body care. “Then I’ll go get the experiment done.” “Yeah, and I’m getting hungry. I should grab something to eat.”
The experiment I received after finding a researcher was nothing special. Since the experiments on succubi had already been mostly completed by my mother, the tests they ran on me were little more than verification of the control group. It ended with a simple physical examination and collecting the crystals I had produced.
As I stepped out of the experiment pod and wiped the liquid off my body with a towel, the researcher spoke to me.
“The quality of the crystals you made is excellent. They’ll be a great help to our research. Well done.”
“Thank you.”
“They’re even better quality than QA’s. What’s your secret?”
He held up the small pink crystal between his fingers, examining it closely as he asked. Compared to my mother’s crystal, which was closer to red and held in his other hand, the concentration of vital energy in mine was clearly much higher.
“Secret… Maybe it’s because I eat well?”
“Doesn’t QA eat well too?”
“What she eats also matters. Honestly, Mother only consumes the vital energy of the researchers here, so the quality of her crystals is lower.”
“Uh… What does that mean?”
I shook the towel I’d been using to dry my legs, draped it over my shoulder, and looked him up and down. His loose lab coat, frail build, pale complexion from lack of sunlight and irregular sleep patterns. The vital energy residing in his body was not only small in quantity but also turbid. When I stepped closer to examine him more carefully, he flinched and backed away. I grabbed his crotch with my left hand.
“Ugh!”
“It’s so soft. With vital energy this weak that you can’t even get an erection after seeing me naked, how could Mother possibly make good crystals?”
“That’s because I’ve been busy with research!”
“Weaker than Director Faust?”
“Guh!”
Crushed by the statement that his vital energy was weaker than that of the oldest researcher, Faust, he crouched in the corner and began muttering gloomily to himself.
Hehe, it was just a light prank, but his reaction is pretty entertaining.
“Kyubey, don’t tease the men too much. It’s pitiful.”
“I was only telling the truth.”
“Show some consideration. These men are already weak as it is.”
Slap.
“Put your clothes on first. Hey! Stop sulking in the corner and go clean up Lab 2!”
She gave my butt a light smack, then pushed the back of the man who was still wallowing in despair and shoved him out of the room. After saying a few more things to the man who left with slumped shoulders, she approached me as I was getting dressed.
“According to the records, you were registered as a breeding mare. Are you going to have a foal?”
“Yes. I don’t know when it will happen, but a trainer I’m close with asked me to.”
“I’m curious what kind of being a child born directly from a succubus would be, so let me know if you get pregnant.”
“I will.”
The researcher’s words suddenly reminded me of the ring wrapped around my uterine opening. They had said it would induce heat once I entered my ovulation period, but since I could control ovulation itself, I had never actually experienced heat.
She wore thick glasses, shabby clothes, and a lab coat. She seemed to take care of herself in her own way, but her sunken eyes made her look extremely exhausted. Hmm, judging by the stagnant vital energy around her uterus, she seems sexually frustrated too.
“By the way, the men have Mother to relieve their sexual desires, but how do the women here take care of theirs?”
“Hmm? Why do you ask?”
“Your vital energy is all clumped up.”
When I gently pressed on her lower abdomen with my hand, the vital energy rippled and reacted. As I softly stroked and unraveled the tangled energy, I heard her voice mixed with moans.
“Mmmh, wait. The stimulation is too strong.”
“Shh… Relax and leave your body to me.”
“Haaah…”
I sent vital energy through her lower abdomen, mixed it with the stagnant energy, and gently guided it. Little by little, it was drawn out and flowed into me. Her body collapsed from the pleasure of having her vital energy sucked away, but I held her in my arms, steadied her, and continued the massage.
“It’s not good for your body to let it build up like this. If you can’t find a suitable man to relieve your desires, ask Mother to help you release it. Understood?”
“Aahng! I will!”
“Hehe, let it all out.”
“Huuuaahng!”
She had climaxed so hard that she passed out. I laid her down on the simple bed and returned to my master’s room.
While I was away getting the experiment done, my master had sat back down at the desk and was studying again. As expected, once she sets her mind to something, she really works hard.
“I’m done. Let’s go now.”
“Just a moment. Let me finish this.”
While I waited, I cleaned the room. I threw away the scattered snack bags and wrappers, vacuumed the floor, and only then did my master stand up.
“Alright, let’s go!”
“Put on this coat.”
“Okay.”
Even though she had machinery mixed into her body, my master still had the physiology of an ordinary human. The chilly temperature of the underground city was not good for her health. The labs were kept warm, so it didn’t matter there, but walking around outside in revealing clothes was something to avoid.
After helping her put the coat on properly and leaving the research facility, the distinctly cold air brushed against our cheeks. Even with the coat on, my master hunched her shoulders and walked with quick, short steps.
“Ugh… It really is cold.”
“The average temperature is kept below ten degrees, so it’s naturally quite chilly.”
The surface maintains an average of around twenty-five degrees, so the temperature difference is quite significant.
The moment we stepped outside, the androids’ gazes repeatedly landed on us and then flicked away. Thanks to the tags on our left ears, nothing actually happened, but the way their glowing eyes kept gathering and disappearing still made me feel like we were being watched.
“To turn the underground city into the center of the sex industry, there are more than a few things that need fixing. First, we need to increase the number of elevators…”
My master pointed here and there along the street as she explained. I had thought Eden’s management would handle things on its own, so I was only half-listening, letting the words go in one ear and out the other, when she pinched my arm.
“You’re not listening, are you?”
“Ouch, why are you doing that?”
“Stop pretending it hurts. This underground city is going to be the most important place in the future of Eden that we’re building. It will become the center of the sex industry, so you need to know about it too!”
“Why me?”
“You need to know if you’re going to manage it! Did you think you were just going to play around?”
“Well, I thought you would handle everything, Master.”
I had assumed that since my master was the one who would become the ruler of Eden, she would take care of everything. Did that mean I had to work too?
“How could I do everything alone? You’re the one I trust the most, so you have to help manage the underground city too!”
“But I have to help my Master with his work.”
“Who’s more important, your Master or me? Obviously I come first!”
“Umm…”
This was troublesome. I was already busy managing the Queens and helping my Master… How was I supposed to manage all the sex industry businesses that would be established in this vast underground city?
“What exactly have you been so busy with lately?”
“Well, you see…”
When I explained what I had been doing recently, my master thought for a moment before her eyes sparkled and she said,
“Then you can use those women called Queens to manage it! Aren’t you their leader?”
“I am, but the Queens are all slaves belonging to their respective Masters, so I can’t just order them around as I please.”
“Isn’t working something they’re free to do?”
“It’s that the Queens have the freedom to choose their work. Forcing them is a different matter.”
Queens were quite different from ordinary slaves in many ways. They could do the work they wanted and had freedom in their movements and decisions. Although their bodies and assets were bound to their Masters, the unique point was that they had become Queens because they liked it and had no complaints.
“Then you can negotiate directly with the leader of those Masters. Isn’t that man you call Master the leader?”
“Yes, because he’s the branch leader of Eden. But Master, are you really okay with this? Me serving my Master, I mean.”
“I told you not to touch my relationships with men. You said he’s a man you like and that you’ll treat him well, so what could I possibly say?”
“Both my Master and you are really peculiar.”
My Master didn’t particularly mind that I served my owner. My owner, who said it didn’t matter as long as it wasn’t a man, and my Master, who simply treated my relationship with him as a romantic involvement with a man—both were truly strange from my perspective. Thanks to that, serving both of them without any major issues was nice, at least.
“From what you see, can that man be trusted?”
“Yes. Master is a good man in many ways. He listens to me well too. I can trust him.”
“Let’s meet him sometime later. I was planning to meet him anyway about establishing the brothel, but after hearing what you said, he seems like someone who could be helpful to Eden moving forward.”
“Understood. I’ll arrange it.”
The distance to the dairy cow ranch was considerable, so we talked for quite a while before we finally arrived. It was my first time coming here since I had separated from my master.
I passed through the familiar door and entered, immediately encountering an android inside. The android scanned the tags on our ears, then approached my master and asked,
“Premium dairy cow, Maria. Have you come to be milked?”
“Yes.”
When my master nodded in affirmation, the android took out a collar from its waist and fastened it around her neck. I followed behind my master, who obediently let herself be led by the android holding the leash.
“By the way, Master, you’re not an angel. How did you become a premium dairy cow? I thought only angels could do that?”
“It’s possible if the person wants it. Grandpa helped a little too.”
“Heh, it’s surprising that Director Faust would help turn a human into a dairy cow.”
“You seem to forget this often, but I’m an Abaddon too.”
“Come on, how can someone who has lost their abilities as an Abaddon still be called one? You’re just a human now. And you originally wanted to become human, didn’t you?”
Especially now that she had lost her abilities as a Queen, there was almost no difference between her and a regular human. My master made a subtle expression at my words and spoke in a small voice.
“Still, I have a little bit of my body regulation ability left. And it wasn’t by my own will. I wanted to become human on my own.”
“I think good is good. I also became an Abaddon against my will, but I’ve adapted well and am living just fine.”
Hmm, since my very existence was created entirely against my will, maybe I’m not the best person to compare with? Both my body and my ego had never once become what they were because I wanted it, so the thought suddenly occurred to me.
After listening to me, my master seemed to finish her internal struggle once we arrived at the milking room. Her face relaxed a little as she said,
“Yeah. No matter what, I’m infinitely close to being human now, so I should be satisfied, right? Looking back now, I think I was just being unnecessarily proud.”
“Take off your clothes.”
“Ah, come here. I’ll undress you.”
At the android’s command, I quickly removed her coat and all her clothes. Once she was naked, my master was tied up at the back of the waiting line with the other dairy cows. I hadn’t noticed when we shared the same body, but seeing my master sitting on the floor among the dairy cows gave me a strange feeling.
“From a third-person perspective, Master sitting among the dairy cows really does look like just another piece of livestock.”
“Is that something you should say to your owner?”
“It’s the truth, so what can I do? Oh, can I take a picture?”
“Don’t!”
“Aww, don’t be shy.”
I took a photo of the exact scene I saw—my master sitting with a dazed look among the dairy cows with vacant eyes. Because she covered her face with her hands in embarrassment, the picture ended up having an even stranger atmosphere.
Hehe, this one’s just for me.
I was happily saving the photo to my implant storage device when a female employee entered the milking room. She spotted me standing to one side, flinched in surprise, then cautiously approached while reading the room. When I smiled at her, her expression softened a little and she spoke.
“Why is an angel here?”
“My name is Elisha. I’m taking care of that premium dairy cow over there, Maria.”
Unlike the other dairy cows, she immediately spotted Maria, whose eyes were still alive, and examined her before asking,
“You’re taking care of a premium dairy cow?”
“She can’t even manage her own body properly by herself, so I’m looking after her.”
“She looks like a regular person, yet she’s doing dairy cow work. A rich young lady who can afford to have an angel as a helper must have quite unique tastes.”
The employee clicked her tongue as if she had seen something fascinating, then noticed the tag on my ear and asked with a puzzled look.
“You’re wearing a tag? Are you a dairy cow too?”
“No, I’m a mare.”
“Ah, I see. No wonder your posture was unusually straight. Your owner must be incredibly wealthy. To make an angel into a mare as well.”
“Well, something like that.”
“You’re even a champion racer?”
She had noticed the champion horse emblem on my right ear. As expected, those in the know recognized it. She was the first person on the surface who had recognized it, since I hadn’t met anyone who knew about it up there. As I unconsciously touched my right ear, she continued speaking.
“The staff at the dairy cow ranch are close with the staff at the human-horse ranch. Even though they’re a bit different, there’s a sense of camaraderie from both handling livestock, you know? We’re not that close with the breeding farm, though.”
“Breeding farm?”
“Hmm… Since you’re an angel, it should be fine. This is a secret, okay? The breeding farm is literally operated for the purpose of breeding. They modify people so they can give birth to anything and only make them breed. It’s such a horrific place that the staff who work there are a bit… off.”
Aah, she must be talking about that place I discovered before. I thought only androids were there, but there were human employees working too. How could they work in a place like that? Were they brainwashed?
While I was thinking that, she touched my legs and waist with her gloved hands and let out an admiring sound.
“Wow, as expected of a champion racer, your body is incredible. It’s rare for a free horse to win championships and continue maintaining their body like this.”
I stayed still because I was so used to other people touching my body, but she wasn’t an ordinary person either, touching me without hesitation as if appreciating an object. Or maybe it was because I was a mare?
After touching my legs and waist, she moved on to my breasts, checking something, then crossed her arms and said,
“You have breasts that would be perfect for dairy cow work. Interested?”
“No, it would interfere with running.”
“What a shame. We’re in a chronic shortage of premium dairy cows. If you ever change your mind, come find me.”
After saying that, the employee went over to the androids and checked on the work progress. During our conversation, the waiting line had steadily shortened, and before I knew it, my master was fixed to a milking machine and being milked. The employee had also gone over to the machine my master was attached to and was watching the process.
Because she had accumulated it for a long time, the milking session lasted quite a while. While waiting for my master, who was writhing in pleasure, I continued chatting with the employee near the milking machine.
“Honestly, isn’t the underground city unsuitable as a place to raise dairy cows?”
“It is a bit. It’s cold and cramped. The horses are racehorses so they get constant exercise, but the dairy cows can’t do that, so their health deteriorates easily and they’re hard to manage.”
“At the very least, they shouldn’t have to cut their heels.”
“Most of the dairy cows here were sold to us. If we don’t do that procedure, they try to run away whenever they get the chance, which causes problems.”
Wasn’t that a side effect of restricting their freedom too much? Like the horses, they needed an outlet to relieve their desires. Being locked up and only allowed to eat and produce milk must feel incredibly stifling for the dairy cows.
“If you gave the dairy cows some free time, I think those incidents would decrease. Like the premium dairy cows.”
“The premium ones became dairy cows of their own free will. The ones who were forced into it have a strong aversion to the very fact that they’ve become dairy cows, so it’s difficult.”
“Mares were also forcibly turned into horses, but they’re fine, aren’t they?”
“Ah, like the mares? That would be problematic. The nanobot treatment the horses receive has the risk of mixing into the milk, so it’s impossible. At best, we only administer drugs during milking, but it doesn’t last long. Hmm, the fact that they were forcibly turned into dairy cows really does create too many side effects. Dairy cows themselves are a secret, so we can’t recruit openly, and we can’t let them roam free to manage them either. In the end, is operating the dairy cows centered around angels, as my master planned, the best option? No, if we improve public perception, couldn’t ordinary people naturally live their daily lives while also being dairy cows? Compared to mares, the side effects aren’t that severe, and they only produce milk, so it seemed possible.”p>
While I was thinking about dairy cows like that, my master’s milking session ended. The milking machine detached from her noticeably smaller breasts, and her body, trembling from pleasure, was lifted out by an android. I took my master from the android’s hands and held her in my arms. The employee, who had been checking the milked product, said,
“Good. The quality is excellent as always. I look forward to more good milk next time.”
“Yes. Come on, snap out of it. You need to get dressed.”
“Huuu…”
Oh dear. Should I have sucked out some vital energy to calm her down before the milking? Her bright red yin crest was clearly visible, and because her lust had built up to the limit, she couldn’t come to her senses at all. I had no choice but to wait until the employee left the milking room, then placed my hand on her yin crest and drew out the vital energy.
“Hiiik!”
“Ah, try to endure it a little!”
Her slightly plump and soft lower belly convulsed from the excessive pleasure, twitching uncontrollably. Her whole body tensed up and trembled so much that she couldn’t stay still. I held my master tightly as she moaned with her eyes rolled back and sucked in the vital energy. The rich, concentrated strawberry-flavored vital energy flowed into my womb. Because it had been a long time since I had tasted vital energy different from my Master’s, the slime inside my demon core and the children who had been sleeping excitedly devoured it. After sucking for a long while, I was finally able to empty out all the vital energy that had gathered in my master’s yin crest.
I sat down with the head of my master, who had fainted from the overwhelming pleasure, resting on my thigh and waited for her to wake up. Honestly, I had kept her in a fully accumulated state to build up her resistance to pleasure, but it had been a bit dangerous this time. In the future, I would have to manage it by sucking it out little by little so it didn’t build up too much.
I rubbed her lower abdomen where the now-dimmed yin crest was and waited for a while until she finally regained consciousness.
“Mmmh, uuu. What happened…”
“Did you sleep well?”
“Huh? Did I fall asleep?”
“You passed out.”
“Ah, I passed out. I really am weak to pleasure, huh.”
To be precise, it was a side effect of the excessive vital energy accumulated in her yin crest, but I decided not to tell her. It seemed better for her to think she was weak to pleasure going forward. I cleaned up her pussy, which was a mess from the fluids she had gushed out, and dressed her. She still seemed to feel the aftereffects and found moving uncomfortable, so I carried her on my back.
As I walked while feeling her light weight, my master, who seemed to have fallen asleep from exhaustion, only let out small, quiet breaths.