Sunken Nipples!
'Sunken nipples!' And with that, Minwoo nodded inwardly in understanding. Well, with tits this massive, it wasn't strange for the nipples to be inverted. Earlier, the whole breast had been compressed, making them poke out a bit, but now that the pressure was off, they'd slipped right back inside.
But something buried had to be dug out—that was common sense, a man's duty. Minwoo licked his lips and said, "Hang in there just a little longer, Luna. We're almost there."
"Hah... Y-yes...!"
Minwoo kept cheering her on with sweet words while focusing every nerve in his fingertips. He soon pinpointed the spot around her areola, formed his hand into a pinching shape, and squeezed it like he was milking her—squish.
Her stubbornly hidden nipple began peeking out bit by bit from the surrounding pressure.
"Hah... Hooah..."
Oh yeah... it's coming out!
Swept up in a hazy mind and unfamiliar pleasure, Luna had no idea her nipple was emerging.
Minwoo took a deep breath, then grabbed the nipple like he was devouring the last strawberry and twisted it hard.
"Hiyaaang!?"
The intense stimulation—nothing like before—was too much for Luna, who had no immunity to sex yet. Her body jerked like she'd been electrocuted, head thrown back. Her long ponytail, swaying like a tail, tickled Minwoo's nose.
"Did she just go over...?"
"Hah... Heeuh..."
Luna leaned her slender body against Minwoo, panting roughly. There was no trace of her former stoic demeanor. Now, she seemed even more feminine and lovable than most women.
"Well, this is probably her limit for the first time."
"Hic... N-no... I can still... do more..."
"It's fine. No rush, Luna. We'll take it slow."
Though he could push further if he wanted, Minwoo soothed her instead, slyly pulling out his glow stick to put her to sleep.
"...Sleeping soundly."
Confirming Luna was out, Minwoo shrugged. "I wanna do more, but if I keep going like this, I'll explode."
He drew back the curtain and stepped across.
"Minwoo...!"
"...Please take care of us today too."
Aisha and Chloe greeted him each in their own way—cheeks flushed, eyes heart-shaped with anticipation.
...
"Hey, why're you just standing there? Mating position, now."
"W-what!? So suddenly..."
"Don't wanna? Then forget it. I've got Aisha anyway—no need to bother with you."
"Grr...! F-fine, just wait. Once my pregnancy's confirmed..."
At the hot springs, Minwoo bluntly ordered Chloe into mating position without warning or context. Still fully clothed, she seethed but stripped anyway.
It wasn't just sexual shame—it was the humiliation of obeying a mere human male. But to bear his child, she had no choice. She'd have to follow his orders for another two or three months at least.
Once naked, Chloe lay back on the same rock from yesterday's mating press, spread her legs, and snapped, "There... Happy now...?"
"What's with that half-assed pose? Spread 'em wider and lift 'em up. If it's hard, grab your legs with your arms and hold 'em firm."
"Guh...!"
Despite his merciless attitude, Chloe gripped her legs as ordered, locking into the perfect mating stance. The noble elf, forced into this shameful pose by his command, her face twisted in humiliated fury—it made Minwoo's crotch throb just watching.
"Heh, good. Now that's presentable."
"S-stop staring...! Get on with it!"
"No need to rush... Everything has its order."
As Minwoo ground at Chloe's nerves, Aisha—who'd been quietly watching—spoke up.
"Um... Minwoo..."
"Yeah? What's up, Aisha?"
"Well... I actually have... a favor to ask..."
"A favor?"
Minwoo tilted his head. Aisha rarely asked outright like this. What could it be?
"Dunno what it is, but spit it out. I'd do anything for you, Aisha."
She'd helped him so much before—he was endlessly indulgent with her.
"Th-thanks... But my favor is... um..."
Too embarrassed to say it straight, Aisha stammered on.
"You know... the way you treat me so gently... I'm really grateful and happy, but..."
"Hmm...?"
"L-like yesterday... seeing those two... do it..."
"Oh ho..."
Now Minwoo got it. Who'd have thought she had this side? Maybe the objectification brainwashing a few days ago had triggered it, awakening her masochistic desires.
"I-I wondered... what it'd be like if I got treated that way too..."
"Hmm... So, you wanna get fucked rough like Chloe, huh?"
"F-fucked!? Hah..."
Aisha blushed and bowed her head at the word. Bingo.
"Fine by me if that's what you want. So... shall we redefine our relationship starting today?"
"R-relationship...?"
Minwoo grinned wickedly and whispered in her ear. Aisha's eyes widened, face burning brighter.
"Hah...! Th-that's..."
"Don't like it? No pressure—it's your call."
"..."
His proposal was absurd, but it nailed her hidden desires. After a moment's thought, Aisha took a deep breath and shouted.
"I-I, Aisha... from this moment on... am Master—no, Owner's sex-processing slave! Whenever and wherever Owner desires... I'll strip, spread my legs, and fulfill my duty as your sex slave... I swear it!"
"Good girl, Aisha. I'll spoil you plenty from now on."
"Hah... Thank you, Owner...!"
"Slave" was sensitive for her—a beastkin long enslaved by humans. Anyone else saying it might've gotten disassembled on the spot. But she was utterly smitten with Minwoo, and becoming his slave ignited her masochistic fetish. The one status she hated most, from the man she loved most? Pure bliss.
Thus, Aisha officially became Minwoo's sex slave.
...
"Now... who to devour first?"
Leaving Chloe and Aisha side-by-side in mating position, Minwoo stood before them, pondering happily.
"H-hey, wait! Wasn't I first? This pose is killing my back... Hurry up!"
"O-Owner... Aisha's ready anytime... Please, do as you wish..."
Minwoo chuckled at their contrasting pleas.
"Listen, Chloe. Like I said, I don't need you. You're the one desperate for pregnancy—not me. Think acting all high and mighty will make me fuck you?"
"Wh-what!? Then what more do you want!?"
"Beats me? You're the wise elf—figure it out with that brain. Guess I'll do our ever-cute Aisha first. You did say you wanted it rough, right?"
"Hah...! Ownerrr...!"
Ignoring Chloe, Minwoo approached Aisha and mounted her.
"Full power from the start, Aisha."
"Y-yes...! Anytime...! Ravish me...!"
"Hngh...!"
"Hyaaah... Hnya aaaang...!!"
True to his word, Minwoo thrust wildly with no foreplay. But Aisha—soaked from her slave declaration alone—took him effortlessly.
"W-wait... you two...! Why am I the only one left out like this... Hng..."
Minwoo and Aisha dove into their own world, ignoring her completely. Chloe fidgeted in position, stomping her feet.
Squelch! Squelch!!
"Hnyaaaang...!! Hyaaaaah...!!"
"M-me too... I wanna get pounded like that... Why... does he hate only me... Hic..."
The wet slaps of flesh and Aisha's losing-it moans made Chloe's heart race with anxiety. Feeling abandoned, tears welled up. Unbeknownst to her, she'd grown obsessively attached to Minwoo.
"Orah! Uragh!"
"Haaaang...!! Owner...!! Hyaaaaah...!!"
"..."
"Harder, Aisha? Yeah? Hraaah...!!"
"Y-yes...!! Hiyaaaah...!! More... ravish me... haaard...!!"
"..."
As the heat built between them, Chloe watched alone, feeling utterly isolated.
"M-me too..."
Chloe murmured softly.
"Me too... No, I too...!"
Her voice grew louder until she yelled in frustration.
"I-I, Chloe too... will be Owner's sex slave...!! Please... fuck me tooo...!!"