Chapter 118
Chapter 118
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 118
Chapter Title: Great Power Comes with Great Side Effects
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Great power comes with great side effects.
In response to my shout, every woman in the living room stared at me like I was insane—furious Han Yura, resigned Choi Yang, and Lee Soo-hee, who couldn't grasp the situation at all.
But perhaps they realized my panic was genuine.
Choi Yang was the first to move.
She let out a deep sigh, walked up to me, and quietly knelt down before me.
Taking her movement as a cue, Han Yura—biting her lip in anger—followed suit, and finally, Lee Soo-hee joined them, all three kneeling side by side in front of me as if on cue.
Three women.
The three most vital pillars of my kingdom, bowing their heads before me.
Yet even so, my cock betrayed me, remaining utterly limp without the slightest twitch.
'Mental breakdown' over my inability to get erect.
My mind went blank with defeat and terror.
That was when it happened.
Han Yura, right in front of me, leaned in with a humiliated expression and took my glans into her mouth.
At the same time, Choi Yang on my left and Lee Soo-hee on my right began licking the shaft of my cock competitively with their tongues.
The devoted sight of the three women.
The sensation of three hot, wet tongues lapping away my sense of defeat.
Overwhelmed by the stimulation, I cried out without thinking.
"Ah... w-wait... slowly...!"
My previously unresponsive, flaccid cock began to harden, little by little but unmistakably.
"Slowly...!!!"
From the depths of despair, joy blossomed, and euphoria surged through me at the thought of regaining total dominance. I gazed down ecstatically at the three women erecting my cock.
But it was too soon to relax.
I needed to confirm firsthand if my fully erect cock could truly perform.
I roughly grabbed Han Yura's arm as she knelt, yanked her up, and threw her down onto the sofa.
Without any foreplay whatsoever, I shoved my cock inside her and started thrusting roughly, grinding away.
"Ack... fuck... it hurts! You crazy bastard... take it easy!"
Han Yura screamed in a voice mixed with pain and irritation.
"Huff, huff... shut up and squeeze your pussy tighter."
I growled into her ear, not stopping my movements for a second.
"Ow... it hurts...! Ugh, fuck..."
Her continued resistance was getting in the way of my arousal.
I turned my head and ordered Lee Soo-hee, who had been watching the whole scene expressionlessly.
"Hey, Lee Soo-hee. Shut this bitch up."
At my words, Lee Soo-hee immediately approached the sofa, pressed her lips to Yura's, and thrust her tongue inside.
Han Yura tried to turn her head away in resistance to the sudden kiss, but Lee Soo-hee grabbed her neck roughly with one hand and forced their tongues together.
Under that overwhelming strength, Yura's resistance quickly faded.
And true to form as that quick-to-arouse 'slut,' her arms were soon wrapped around Lee Soo-hee's neck.
Han Yura began eagerly enjoying the lesbian kiss, and her pussy, clenching around me, was soon drenched in her juices.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ With the final ejaculation, the whirlwind of desire and rage that had cluttered my mind vanished like a lie.
All the world's noise cut off, my blurry vision sharpened to an unreal clarity.
Mirror-still waters.
The time of a god, seeing through everything.
I sat on the edge of the bed and began observing the chaotic scene I'd just created with cold eyes.
My gaze first landed on Choi Yang, kneeling in one corner of the sofa.
She had become a 'pussy tissue,' silently wiping up the semen I'd spilled from Yura's thighs and her own juices with her own pussy.
Her face showed no shame, no pleasure, no emotion whatsoever.
Just the perfect image of a tool fulfilling its assigned task.
I nodded faintly in satisfaction.
My eyes shifted to the center of the sofa.
There lay Han Yura, pinned beneath Lee Soo-hee.
Yura's body was completely dominated by pleasure.
Her back arched like a bow as she accepted Lee Soo-hee's kiss and wildly bucked her hips against her fingers.
The venomous 'wildcat' who had been glaring at me moments ago was nowhere to be seen.
Only the image of a female submitting to pleasure remained.
Finally, my gaze turned to Lee Soo-hee, orchestrating it all.
One hand wrapped around Yura's neck to subdue her, the other hand skillfully ravaging her pussy.
Each time her rough, thick fingers plunged in and out, bubbles of my semen surged out of Yura's pussy.
My semen.
Mine.
My mark.
And that bitch was stirring it up without my permission, for her own pleasure, defiling it.
I growled at the 'weapon' disrupting my kingdom's order, my voice ice-cold and low.
"Hey, Lee Soo-hee."
At my voice, every movement in the room halted as if by magic.
"Who said you could help yourself to my stuff? Want to get fired?"
At my words, Lee Soo-hee hastily pulled her lips away from Yura's.
Like a dog caught raiding its master's food, she immediately assumed a posture of submission.
".......Slurp... ha... sorry."
Satisfied with her instant obedience, I nodded.
But this 'weapon' touching my other 'possessions' without permission was unacceptable.
I added one final clause to our contract.
"I can fuck any other bitch I want, no complaints."
I alternated my cold gaze between the kneeling Lee Soo-hee and Han Yura melting on the sofa.
"But my cum dumps are off-limits. Got it?"
"Got it."
Lee Soo-hee replied without the slightest hesitation.
She simply nodded like a machine receiving new input.
With my contract with Lee Soo-hee sealed, I turned my languid gaze to Han Yura, melting away.
She lay diagonally on the sofa, breathing heavily.
Her disheveled hair, cheeks flushed red from pleasure, and... a faint smile on her lips, as if the long-awaited sex had been utterly satisfying.
Our eyes met, and that 'slut' smirked at me, her expression a mix of satisfaction and mockery.
As if being ravaged by another woman moments ago was no cause for shame, she even taunted me.
"You pathetic fuck, jealous of women now too?"
That languid yet sharp voice cracked the peace my post-nut clarity had brought.
I approached the sofa in response to her provocation, looming over her as I growled.
"Yeah, I am. So watch yourself, you fucking bitch."
I grabbed her chin, forcing her to meet my eyes.
"If you mess around with your body, I'll really throw you away then."
She didn't flinch at my threat.
Instead, as if this was all my fault, she shot back matter-of-factly.
"Then fuck me hard enough so I don't even think about it."
"........."
That one line left me speechless again.
Damn bitch anyway...
Never misses a beat...
Well, that's what I like about her.
Anyway, despite the recent noisy hiccup, my post-nut clarity was working perfectly, crystal clear.
So why had I gone impotent right after sex with Lee Soo-hee, and just before with Han Yura?
My question was answered instantly by my post-nut clarity brain, outputting a single-word solution.
[Overload] My body couldn't keep up with my brain's frenzy.
Brain activity consumes far more energy than you'd think.
The fact that my body, which had topped 90 kilos without exercise just months ago, now weighed under 60...
It wasn't just from lots of sex.
It was the horrific side effect of my 'hyper brain activity,' triggered by sex.
My brain was devouring energy like mad, using my flesh as fuel.
Everything clicked into place.
My post-nut clarity fading after 30 minutes with Lee Soo-hee, my cock failing to rise before Han Yura.
All forced shutdowns from 'fuel shortage.'
I realized the grim truth: my brain was sucking my body dry for energy.
The [Vitality King] Project had now become an essential mission for my survival.
As I sank into these grave thoughts, Han Yura—now fully dressed impeccably—approached and spoke.
Her voice carried not the heat of moments ago, but the cool curiosity of a CFO.
"What're you thinking so hard about?"
I looked up at her and stated my conclusion in utter seriousness.
"That the '[Vitality King] Project' isn't something to brush off as a joke... it's become a real essential task."
"......."
Her expression froze at my answer.
She stared at me blankly, as if not comprehending.
Then, realizing I wasn't joking, her face filled with horror.
".....Are you insane? Fuck, you're seriously going ahead with that ridiculous 50-billion-won project?"
Her voice brimmed with pure shock and fury—as the company's CFO and a rational human being—directed at the madman before her.
In response to her reaction, I sighed helplessly and decided to reveal part of my secret.
"Great power comes with... not great responsibility, but great side effects. That's obvious."
I showed her my scrawny arm and continued.
"Look at me now. Do I even look human?"
Beneath my baggy t-shirt, ribs protruding, cheeks sunken, dark circles heavy under my eyes—my corpse-like figure, down nearly 40 kilos in months.
At the sight of me, Han Yura's angry expression slowly hardened into grave concern.
My health was a critical issue for her too.
Her vice president position, her pleasures—all stemmed from my cock.
If I collapsed, her world would crumble.
Finally, she seemed to grasp the full severity.
Not her usual irritated scowl, but a resolute face prepared for anything, she nodded slowly and heavily.
It was the CFO's final approval...
for the 50-billion-won [Vitality King] Project.