Episode 93: Level 9 - Ung, Complete Empathy (7)
"I told you, right? You're my slave."
She's got this shocked expression, like she's completely frozen. Well, yeah, if you suddenly wake up and some strange guy is talking, forcing your body to move against your will, anyone would be terrified. But the truth is, this is all because you wanted it that way. Not that you'd remember.
"Your body moves exactly as I say, and your sensations get tuned to my words. You're basically an onahole doll at this point, aren't you?"
"P-Pervert...!"
"What, you hate having a pervert like me as your master?"
"O-Of course...!"
"Climax."
"Hng!? Haaah♡"
Hyeun jolts in shock from the unexpected orgasm, her body trembling violently before she bows her head in shame. I hook her chin with my finger and lift her face up. The afterglow of bliss from her climax mixes with the humiliation of the situation, plain as day on her expression. The tears welling up in her eyes, ready to spill at the slightest touch, are the perfect accent.
"You'd better make me as happy as you can. If I get bored of you, I'll just switch to the girl tied up right next to you."
"H-Hyemi...! Please, I beg you. Leave Hyemi alone...!"
She's pleading that it's okay if it's her, but spare Hyemi. Hyemi's face twitches just a little at those words. No big change, but for her, that's pretty moved.
"Now, when I touch you, the pleasure sensitivity ramps up way higher."
Pleasure Sensitivity: 0 → 1
Her yin gate glows red, and the zero in the center ticks up to 1. This'll be fun—stacking these numbers one by one to turn her into a total pervert body.
I gently stroke her waist.
"Haaht!?"
"You look like you're feeling amazing."
"N-No, that's not...!"
Is she in denial, or just too embarrassed to admit it? Either way, I'll have to massage her until she owns up to it. I start giving her a thoroughly wholesome full-body rubdown.
"Our hunter manager's had a tough time, huh? Gotta give you a proper massage."
"S-Stop♡ Eut!?"
I'm just kneading her lightly, but that refreshing sensation flips into pleasure and hammers her brain. She bites her lip hard, fighting the ecstasy that's trying to burst out the door. If she wants to hold out that badly, I should give her the chance.
"You don't want to cum, right?"
I ask, but Hyeun doesn't answer—just leaks moans while enduring. Fine, if she's gonna play it like that, I've got ways around it.
"『Ung, Complete Empathy』"
Ung, Complete Empathy
Using the trait lets me read her thoughts—even if she clamps her mouth shut, I hear everything. I could force her to say it with "Do It For Me," but raw thoughts sound more fun.
'I don't want to cum. It feels too good... I'd submit completely...'
Hmm, even in her head, she's that strong-willed. Normally, Hyeun's mind would be a storm of pervy thoughts, but now... Since she's thinking so nobly, I should lend a hand.
"You don't want to cum, huh? Fine, from now on, you won't climax unless you want to."
"...Huh?"
But flip that around—if she does climax, it means she wanted it. Nothing reinforces "I'm submitting to the pleasure" like that suggestion.
"L-Liar. You'll just tell me to cum again!"
"Wanna bet? Climax."
But her yin gate flashes white, and the orgasm fails to trigger. Persistent effects outrank one-shots, so until I cancel it, my commands won't make her cum. Of course, there's a little trap built in.
"Haat♡ Haaah...!"
"See? No climax."
"S-Sorry... So please, stop this...!"
It fails to climax, sure—but it still dumps a full load of "normal" her-orgasm-level pleasure on her. So the command isn't useless; when the buildup feels a bit short, a few whispers and she'll be begging.
'Scary, scary... I don't want to cum. Why is this happening? Why can't I feel any mana at all?'
Hyeun's mind floods with fear. I slowly caress and tease her body. Nothing beats sharing warmth like this between people. Her body knows it too—even touching far from her erogenous zones, her lower parts are already getting slick.
"Now, take that panty soaked in your pussy juices and ass fluids, fold it nicely, and stuff it into Hyemi's mouth over there. 『Do It For Me』."
Do It For Me
"......!"
'No way, how can you make me do that to Hyemi? Too much, you're not even human. Trash bastard.'
Yeah, using it when she's not all lovey-dovey gives her raw thoughts a special flavor. Sex full of synced words and feelings with Ayoung was great, but watching her curse me inwardly while I rape her? Entertaining as hell.
"Guess I am kinda trash."
"Hiiik!?"
"Now, every time you think of me as trash, an overwhelming wave of happiness surges up. Your heart pounds, and you feel like you could trust this guy with everything."
"N-No! You're absolutely not trash...!"
'Total trash...'
But the human heart is trickier to control than you'd think. Holding back laughter at something funny is hard enough—suppressing unvoiced feelings? Impossible.
"Heeung... N-No. Why am I thinking... Haaht!?"
She keeps looking at me, the "trash" thought popping up, and the love flooding in leaves her dazed. From now on, that love will make my touches feel even better than before.
"Different from earlier, right?"
"Haat!? W-Wait♡ Why... why does it feel...!"
'So good? That trash... haaah♡'
Love's the world's strongest aphrodisiac. And the scariest, most dangerous erogenous zone is the brain—or so they say. Anyway, Hyeun lost in love's haze is adorable. Time to reward her.
I grab her face, kiss her roughly, and shove my tongue in.
"Mmph!? Mmm! Mmmph! Hngg♡"
Hyeun tries blocking my tongue at first, but the moment she thinks "trash," her tongue-wall melts away. I plunge in, ravaging her mouth. And I don't forget to resume the caressing.
"Glrk!? Mmm! Hng♡ Paha!?"
"Love me?"
"No, hate you. No way I'd love trash like you... Haaah♡ Why do you keep looking so lovable♡"
Just stop thinking "trash," right? But now it's imprinted, so it'll keep surfacing. She's no slouch—A-rank hunter, top manager—so she starts reining in her thoughts quick.
'Well, she's already head over heels.'
She mutters "no," desperate to believe it, but the occasional happy thoughts and love bursts give her away. Hell, she even presses into me sometimes to "help" the massage—unaware, which makes it hotter.
"Time for the main course?"
I reach for her nipples and areolae, massively swollen from the injection Hyeun gave herself earlier. Up to now, mild spots only—but nipples change the game. She developed these herself.
"Haaa!? Hnng...! Hiiiiiik!"
"Feels on another level from before, huh?"
"Weird, weird, weird, weird!"
'Were my nipples always this big? Why so sensitive? And why won't that guy's smirk leave my head!?'
Just like you think—they're way bigger than your originals. She'll freak when I show her later. For now, clothed, she hasn't noticed.
"You want to cum, right? All that pleasure piling up in your head must hurt."
"...It hurts."
Then why not cum and feel satisfied bliss instead of breaking from holding back? No need to be stubborn. I haven't bet on her climaxing yet—lowered the barrier first. Easier to break someone experienced than a newbie. First time, bet after. Let her weigh the bet against the pleasure till she snaps. Hot just thinking about it.
"Just don't wanna lose, huh? Poor thing."
"I-I'm not poor!"
"True. Not poor when you're feeling this good. My bad." I move to her equally hypertrophied clit. Rock-hard already. I coat my fingers in her slick juices and lube it up, then rub and press fast and hard.
"W-Wait♡ Haaht♡ That's weird♡ No, stop♡ Head's going crazy♡"
"Feels good here, right? Why not give up and cum?"
"Nooo...!"
'Thump, thump... Weird. Feels like I'm turning stupid.'
She's shuddering on the edge, but since she doesn't want to, she holds. Insane willpower. Most would fold here. Time for shock therapy?
"Struggling won't change a thing. Wanna see?"
I strip her naked, revealing the massive nipples, areolae, and freakishly swollen clit.
"W-What the hell? Why's my body...!"
"You did this to yourself. You don't remember, but you'd already modded into a slutty pervert body."
"No, no! Hallucination! I won't fall for it!"
"Hallucination feel this good? All fake sensations? Cum. Cum. Cum."
Slip the command in subtle, pinch her nipples and clit as pleasure peaks. The love dulled her resistance plenty. Not charging me with "I love you" yet... but it was meant to force intimacy and erase rejection—this is success.
"Hiii♡ W-Wait... Nooo♡"
"You already failed anyway. Drowned in pleasure, gave up everything. Your past self did this to torment you now. Gonna suffer holding out?"
"Haaaah♡ Please, get lost!"
"You're blameless. Your past self set you up to fail, modded you into this slutty body. She's the bad one."
She'll hate her past self. Blame-shifting makes giving in easier. And cumming changes nothing—just be honest with the pleasure.
'Already lost once...? Then losing again won't change much, right?'
"Nothing changes. Just cum nice and refreshing. No penalty, promise."
"R-Really...?"
"Yeah. Now, cum."
"Heeuk, haaang♡ Cumminggg♡"
Pssshhh!
She wills the climax at my command, squirting so hard it splashes my cheek.