My Wife's Shiny New Zombie Doll
The sister I admire. 'Yeah, that too, but more importantly, it's gotta be the Incubus ability. Heh heh.'
Thanks to having tamed her body and mind so thoroughly that she couldn't live without me anymore, things went off without a hitch—unlike my initial worries.
"Heh heh, is this how you handle domestic violence? Even if it were real, they're all women from other worlds, virtual ones at that, and shit like zombies anyway..."
I grabbed Park Jisu's flailing arms and pinned them still. As her rage started to subside, she tilted her head with a look like this ain't right.
"S-still, ch-cheating's cheating, isn't it...?!"
"Alright, Vice Principal Park, think about it. Is she alive... or dead?"
Her gaze followed my fingertip. Park Jisu furrowed her brows and opened her mouth.
"A zombie, right? So she's fuckin' done for."
"Exactly! She's basically a love doll—a goddamn sex toy. Dolly! Sit! Stand! That's it! Now come here, drop and give me twenty!"
I whispered sweetly into Park Jisu's ear before commanding Dang Soso. Park Jisu's jaw dropped as she watched the girl obey like a machine.
"Now! Sit right here... good girl. Perfect."
"Hng, hngh."
I placed Park Jisu on Dang Soso's back as she lay prone and stroked her hair affectionately. Even while sulking, Park Jisu's lips twitched upward.
"So? Warm... or cold?"
"...Cold."
"Duh! It's a sex toy!"
When the flow starts, you gotta ride it. With my balls tingling from the momentum, I smacked Dang Soso's plump ass.
Smack!
"Sex toy, so we pass on that. Women from other worlds... can they come to this one?"
Park Jisu flinched at my manic tone and turned her head.
"N-no..."
"Then they're passed too?!"
"Y-yeah...?"
"Last one: who can you legally marry?"
She got the point—or maybe she was catching my madness—because Park Jisu's eyes started gleaming differently.
"Uh... just me, right...?"
"Bingo! Man, whose daughter is this smart...?"
"Heh heh."
I squished her tight as she beamed and burrowed into my arms, wrapping around me like she wanted to crush me. To drive it home, I whispered in her ear.
"Got it? Now strip, you bitch."
This place was basically our love nest now, minus the chair-turned-Dang Soso. Park Jisu looked up at me with eyes full of heat—whether from excitement or whatever.
But the sweet, sticky mood I'd built shattered because Dumbass Dang Soso thought the order to strip was for her.
She dumped Park Jisu off her back, stood up, and shed her robes layer by layer, baring her naked body. Park Jisu tumbled to the floor in a pathetic sprawl, and now it looked like she was the servant staring up at her mistress.
"Y-you fuckin' bitch, how dare a damn sex toy...!"
Park Jisu lifted her head with a screech, but her words trailed off as Dang Soso's nude form hit her eyes.
Honestly, normal zombies give off that thick death aura even clothed, turning your stomach. But Dang Soso was a living zombie, adjusted by Sima for maximum sex appeal and decadent allure. Despite her paler complexion, Park Jisu stared at the naked girl with trembling eyes.
"What're you waiting for...? Strip, bitch."
"...Hey."
Uncharacteristically serious, totally spaced out. Afraid she'd flip out now, I swallowed hard and spoke carefully.
"Y-yeah? What?"
"This... girl. No, this lady. What's her name...?"
I was floored by her suddenly using honorifics toward Dang Soso.
"Lady? Well... she ended up a zombie somehow, but she's from the Tang Clan in the wuxia world—those sneaky poison-and-dark-weapon assholes. Rich girl from a big family, I guess?"
"Whoa..."
Park Jisu gawked at Dang Soso's naked body again.
Did this chick get enchanted by Dolly or what?
Her dazed eyes and slack jaw were exactly like when she'd first seen my cock. I sighed in disbelief but got it on some level. We milk her physical quirks for fun now, but Park Jisu's biggest complex? Her tiny stature and petite, age-inappropriate body.
Flip that: she probably craves a mature woman's figure. Like this decadent, living-zombie bombshell right in front of her.
Tier and the party girls would make her pass out.
Frost-wolf voluptuousness Tier, Daphne's slutty-yet-holy vibe, Plang's armored wildness... I chuckled instinctively at the thought, then slipped off the bracelet on my wrist.
"Wifey, come here."
"Y-yeah."
Even at my call, she gulped and eyed Dang Soso. I shook my head and pulled her arm over, clasping the bracelet on her.
As the bead-like artifact settled on her wrist, its alien mana flow made her shoulders twitch. She looked at me.
"Huh...? This an artifact?"
"Yeah, bitch. Sigh..."
She'd been mesmerized by Dang Soso seconds ago, but now her eyes sparkled at something valuable like cash. Annoying as hell, but I sighed and explained.
"It's the zombie controller."
"Huh...? But why give it to me...?"
She thought I hadn't noticed her zoning out. If I weren't me, what kinda life would she have...? Bittersweet.
"She's B-rank like you, so use her. We're living together anyway—housework, whatever. Oh, rich girl, so I gotta teach her chores from scratch."
I laid out Dang Soso's uses and caveats. Park Jisu realized I'd clocked everything and blushed, ducking her head.
Wasteful, but better her walking it than me.
With the recent gate mess and her losing her guns, I'd been stressing. This accidentally fixed it. My lips curled up.
Even living together and me around, I can't guard her 24/7.
For her original job as a cum-dump, I could sample in the real world sometimes, minus world-hopping. Genius improv had my balls buzzing.
"R-really mine...?"
"Yeah, for real. If it breaks, make another. Use her easy, Vice Principal."
"Whoa..."
Excited, she marched to the blankly standing Dang Soso and yanked her pussy open.
"Hey, you crazy bitch...! Why the fuck spread it!"
"Well, first zombie I've seen... wondered what a zombie pussy's like... 'Do whatever,' you said, asshole...!"
Embarrassed at her own boldness, she snapped back. My woman, but what fits in that tiny skull? Headshake.
"Sigh... fine, do what you want."
"Hmph! Knew you'd say that...? Principal Kang, just watch from there."
"Yes, ma'am."
I nodded half-assed. She hummed smugly and groped Dang Soso for real.
She dragged a chair from the kitchen for height, stroked her hair, muttered at those now-perfect teardrop tits—savoring the game heroine's beauty.
I sighed and stood.
"Waiting in the bedroom. Play nice and come join."
"Yeah, got it."
"...Or bring her too..."
Jealousy slipped out sharp at her ditching me for Dolly. She glanced between us, nodded small.
"Wait there. Gotta pin a manual on the sex toy first..."
Her shady grin schemed something, but with potential threesome vibes, I gulped and nodded.
"Love ya, wifey."
"Shut up and go."
"Yessum."
It was a Santa Claus moment.