Graduation. What Is This?
The novel’s setting is a parallel-dimension Earth.
"Master. Everything’s ready. You can come up now."
"Yeah. Sorry for the trouble. Hauling appliances in must be a real pain."
I was grateful to Jeong-mi.
Just shuttling back and forth getting ready for the move would have been exhausting enough, yet she had still carved out time to train the bitches before she left.
"It’s nothing. Ah… and once tomorrow’s graduation ceremony is over, head to Hangang Jium Building B, unit 2403. The work there is finished, and the girls have decided to stay in 2401 for now."
"Huh? Already?"
"Hyeon-jin’s things were still usable, so all I really did was take down the photos and hang a few pictures. The big bed and…"
"Ah… right. Got it. Love you."
"Yes. Master, I love you too."
Jeong-mi said she loved me and hung up.
A moment later the front-door code and the code for unit 2403 came through. I muttered them a few times until they stuck, then climbed to the fifth floor and opened the door.
The bitches greeted me with frantic panting.
Their bloodshot eyes told me Jeong-mi’s training had been anything but gentle.
I shut the door behind me and stepped inside. Ju-ae, Yun-hui, and Ji-yeon immediately began lapping at my insteps. Yu-ra rose onto her front paws, leaned her whole weight against me, lifted her heels clear off the floor, and licked my cheek.
Something had been written across her forehead in marker. Pora.
"Pora?"
Lick… Woof!!!
Yu-ra nodded vigorously.
She had given herself a name the way people name puppies. Yun-hui and Ji-yeon, on the other hand, simply had Mutt scrawled across their foreheads.
"Everyone, human mode. Ju-ae, Yun-hui, Ji-yeon—contact Jeong-mi for now and help her out. You’ll be moving there too, so get acquainted with the other girls while you’re at it."
"Yes, Master."
Ju-ae rose, bowed at a perfect ninety degrees, and disappeared into a room. Yun-hui and Ji-yeon followed, casting longing glances back at me before vanishing after her.
Yu-ra, still nestled against me, had stopped licking my face; her cheeks were flushed with embarrassment.
"Yu-ra, take two steps back and stand at attention. Let me look at you."
"Yes…? Yes."
The numbers from her body remodeling floated up in my mind. One hundred sixty-five centimeters, B-cup, thirty-four-centimeter hips. Unfortunately she was no Myeong-gi, but she did possess a pure white pussy.
Her eyes were large, and an expensive, refined air clung to her whole face. She wasn’t quite Hye-yun’s level, yet she had the cute, idol-grade looks that would turn heads.
The word Pora on her forehead was a little distracting.
A long, slender neck, collarbones, breasts.
Her modest chest and pink nipples had been pierced with silver; a blue gem dangled from each.
"Lift your breasts."
"Yes."
Because she had begged to become a bitch, I had deliberately left the crotch tattoo unset.
Kang Ho must have done the lettering: Kim Yi-Ahn’s Sex Slave in elegant cursive, small and neat beneath each breast.
I nodded and let my gaze travel lower.
A narrow waist, and a blue gem seated in her navel—large enough to cover the entire depression, the biggest piercing of the lot.
"Does it hurt?"
"No. It doesn’t hurt at all."
I nodded again.
My eyes dropped further and found the heart-shaped pink crotch tattoo blooming beautifully across her lower abdomen, the curves sweeping out to her hips, English initials declaring ownership for all to see.
I checked every lettering—inner forearms, inner thighs, wrists, ankles—then unfastened the choker and walked around behind her to inspect the tattoo above her tailbone as well.
"Come with me. You’ve gone to all this trouble dressing up; now you get to be held by me, don’t you?"
"Yes, Master."
She came forward, picked up the metal chain from the floor, clipped it to her own collar, and offered me the leash. Then she dropped onto all fours.
She really intended to enjoy life as a bitch. The same inclination Na-yeon had. I shook my head, took the leash, and led the way. She scrambled after me on hands and knees, licking my feet and nuzzling her head against my legs.
I entered Hye-yun’s room and dragged her to the bedside, then unclipped the leash and removed the collar entirely.
"Climb up and lie flat. Spread your legs and open your pussy."
"Yes… Master."
Anticipation made Yu-ra’s voice tremble. She climbed onto the bed, lay back, parted her thighs, and spread herself open.
Four silver rings caught the light, and the gem dangling from the piercing that ran straight through her clit glittered especially brightly.
"Hm? The gem on the clit piercing is fixed in place?"
"Yes. I asked for it. I’m a sinner, so I wanted even my peeing controlled by Master. It’s the urethral-insertion type…"
Only then did the little protrusions on the bitches’ clit piercings make sense. There had been a dark hole that looked ready to accept an attachment; it was meant to lock something in and seal the urethra shut. I snorted a quiet laugh and stepped closer.
I shoved my sweatpants down, peeled off my shirt, and stood completely naked before lowering my head between her legs.
The clean-looking pussy, studded with piercings, radiated pure filth—an unbalanced, almost pure-looking obscenity that was somehow more lewd for the contrast.
I smiled and dragged my tongue up the length of her slit.
Her insides were already slick with plenty of juices; the cold rings brushed past my tongue as I worked.
I sealed my lips around her pierced clit and sucked hard.
"Hnnngh!!! Master… it feels so good. So good."
Whatever knowledge of piercings I might have expected never arrived—deliberately withheld, I suspected. But if the other bitches were to be believed, the hardware only heightened sensation.
I licked the blue gem lodged in her urethra; it was warm rather than cold.
"Haaang… Master. It feels like you’re thrusting right into my urethra."
"That so?"
I sealed my mouth over the gem and sucked hard. It slid free with a soft pop.
"Hnnngh!!!"
I set the gem aside, then twisted free the tube-like insert that had been seated in her urethra. A three-centimeter length of something came out; I laid it on the shelf above the bed.
I climbed higher, licked the blue gem in her navel, then higher still until I was sucking her breasts.
Once again the nipple piercings and their gems slipped into my mouth; the cold metal of the open piercings felt good against my tongue.
"Hahng…"
Her whole body shuddered.
I sucked each breast once, then looked at her lips.
"Master. I wanted my tongue pierced too. I thought it would feel better for you…"
"But?"
"Kang Ho-ssi refused. He said your cock is so big it would just get in the way."
I nodded.
It wouldn’t have hurt me, but it probably would have been an obstacle—and the foreign sensation would have been intense.
I gripped my cock, stood it upright, and lined it up with her entrance.
Yu-ra looked up at me with a suddenly wistful gaze.
"Master. I… I also received a chastity ring that hooks onto the rings on my labia, so after we’re done you have to lock me up, okay?"
"A chastity ring?"
"Yes. It’s my vow that I’ll offer my body only to Master and the mistresses."
I thought it a little excessive, but I nodded anyway.
She beamed. The cold rings teased the head of my cock, tapping against it with every tiny tremor of her body.
"Yu-ra. Are you really satisfied being a bitch?"
"Yes. I love it. Having Master’s marks plastered all over my body, knowing that if you ever throw me away I’ll have nowhere left to go—it’s thrilling."
"Tsk… you’re a pervert. A real pervert."
"Yes… I’m a dog pervert. So… Master, please treat me like an onahole from now on."
I nodded.
I was just about to push forward when Yu-ra spoke again.
"But Master. I didn’t see any dog tails…"
"Hm? I haven’t bought those yet. Once the move is finished I planned to stock up on doghouses and dog tails and the whole works."
"Ah… a bitch’s tail has to be Master!!! You have to put mine in first. You have to!!!"
"All right. I got it."
The Constellation is most pleased with Lee Yu-ra’s loyalty. Fox tails, tiger tails, and bitch tails—each attached to an anal plug—have been deposited in Subspace, one set for every person. Insert them at once.
…What? …Yes.
I frowned slightly, stood up, pretended to open a drawer, and pulled from Subspace a fluffy tail labeled with Yu-ra’s name.
A fox tail. Easy enough to tell apart from a dog’s. I also grabbed the matching set of fox-ear headband and returned to the bed.
"Master… what is that?"
"Fox ears and a fox tail. Want to wear these instead?"
"Yes… Master. Then am I a pet fox?"
I nodded.
The tail was pure white and impossibly soft.
It was nothing like a dog’s tail. And somehow I was certain this was the real thing—some animal’s actual fur that had been processed.
The texture felt exactly like stroking a living creature.
I took the silver anal plug and approached her.
She snatched up a pillow, shoved it under her hips, then folded her legs high and wide, pressing her thighs against her sides. She grabbed her own ankles and lifted her ass into the air.
The cold metal touched her; she flinched once, then swallowed the plug into her anus with almost no resistance.
Slick.
"Hahng… Master!!! This is…?"
The moment it seated, the tail sprang upright.
I stared, dumbfounded by the surreal sight.
She moved the tail, sweeping it across her own body, letting it droop, then lifting it again—controlling it as freely as if it were truly her own.
"Holy… shit…"
It was too unreal. She moved it exactly as though a real tail had grown from her spine.
Of course it was only buried in her anus, not fused to her coccyx—but still.
"Master… it’s amazing. I’d heard Master has a lot of strange things, but this really feels like my own tail. And it moves exactly the way I think."
She hurriedly accepted the headband and slipped it on.
The band vanished; a pair of large white ears stood erect atop her head.
With her hair covering the base, the big white ears looked as if they had always belonged to her.
Suddenly she clapped her hands.
The ears twitched and flicked; she stared at me with her mouth open.
"What? Don’t tell me you can hear with them too?"
She nodded.
I reached out blankly and stroked one of the rather large ears.
The texture was identical to the real thing.
The moment I touched them she moaned.
"Hnnngh!!! Master."
When I stroked the tail as well she twisted even more sensitively.
Who the hell makes things like this?
They were invented on a magical planet in a universe that has no Earth. When beastkin die, their corpses are sold to mages, disassembled, and crafted into magical goods. The Constellation recently refined that magic to make them even more lifelike. Of course the Constellation does not use corpses. These are living organs copied from beastkin and brought here.
…Holy… fucking…
I stroked her fluffy tail in a daze, lost in thought. Perverted merchandise, no question.
I snorted a laugh and took hold of my cock again.
She kept her legs folded high and spread her pussy wide; as I drew near, her tail began to tickle my balls.
"It feels good, doesn’t it?"
"Yeah."
The soft fox fur brushing against my balls.
I could get addicted to this.