Chapter 68
Chapter 68
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 68
Chapter Title: Happy Circuit
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"Haaak... Kek...."
When I barely came to my senses, I felt a hard texture in my hand.
Since I was still in warm water, it seemed I was still inside the bath.
Which meant what I was touching must be the edge of the tub.
But that was as far as my thoughts went.
"Kek...?!"
Thud!
A sound like drumming from inside echoed, and my body floated up.
Not just a vivid description—it was the real sensation of my body rising, accompanied by a pleasure that swirled through my mind.
"Ahh... H-heuk... Nngh...."
In my ears came a voice I could hardly believe was mine—sloppy, weird, utterly indecent.
The tone was beautiful, but it sounded like something straight out of an extreme AV.
There was no time to feel embarrassed.
After regaining my wits, the sensation of something entering and leaving my body felt starkly vivid.
It was all because of the overwhelming pleasure crashing over me.
All I could do was accept that massive thing.
Splaaash!
Squiiiish!
I was utterly helpless, capable only of climaxing—nothing more.
My whole body felt drained of energy. Just clinging to the tub's edge to keep from sinking was my full effort.
Drool—or was it water?—dribbled from my mouth, and my eyelids fluttered weakly.
A stinging sensation came from water getting in my eyes.
The heavy breasts weighing on my shoulders squished flat against the tub's rim with each thud! thud! as the massive intruder slammed into me.
A prickling pain rose from my waist, gripped tight in strong hands.
It was quickly swept away by pleasure, but I knew some injury had formed.
Soon enough.
"Hii, uhee, h-heuk...♡"
My vision went pure white, and I felt moisture squirting from my body in bursts.
It probably all mixed into the rippling water below.
My body slumped downward.
I thought it was over, but that illusion shattered quickly.
My climax meant nothing to it.
Thud! Thud!
Another deep pounding made my breath catch.
"Kkh....!"
Pleasure beyond my limits flooded my mind, threatening to break it.
Liquid—water or something else—trickled from my nose and eyes.
Splaaash, slap!
Rough impacts from behind rocked my limp body.
As pleasure hammered into my brain, I barely gathered my shattered thoughts.
How did it come to this?
Did I say something weird?
"Hng, heeuk, aaang...."
No matter how I racked my brain, I couldn't figure out why this was happening.
Maybe it was the nonstop pleasure pounding into my head.
Anyone who could think of something else in this situation would be remarkable.
Right then.
Something hard and blunt pressed deeeep into my innermost depths.
"Ooop...."
Then it gushed hot liquid inside me—spurt! spurt!
I realized what it was, but my quivering body had no strength left to move.
A sticky fullness filled my exhausted form.
...It probably wasn't that sensitive in reality; likely just my imagination amplifying it.
As it lingered, a queasy bloating rose in my gut, making me dry-heave.
And then.
"Heuk!?"
Sharp teeth sank into the nape of my neck.
A stinging heat from hot breath followed.
It felt bizarre—like the sensation of a herbivore bitten by a predator in a documentary.
My trembling eyes caught familiar hair and perky ears.
Apparently, the one biting my nape while thrusting was Michelle.
Panting, I focused— no other presences besides her.
Had the other two already left?
With the pistoning finally stopped, I mustered the energy to assess the situation.
Even after she finished, Michelle's "thing" hadn't vanished, twitching inside me and sending dizzying sparks to my brain—but I endured.
...Aside from the other students having left, nothing else stood out.
I felt Michelle gnawing at my nape.
If it were a beast's jaws, it wouldn't stop at gnawing—my already slick palms grew damper at the thought.
But staying silent felt like it would lead somewhere irreversible.
Even so, opening my mouth was... hard.
No, a little... terrifying.
One wrong word now, and wasn't this the result?
I deliberated carefully.
Yeah, not scared—just choosing my words.
Unlike my resilient mind, this frail, soft body was terribly vulnerable to such massive stimulation.
All around was slick wetness, yet my lips felt parched.
After careful thought, I cautiously spoke.
"...M-Michelle."
A thin voice.
I wondered if she'd heard and considered speaking again, but a twitch at my nape stopped me.
And then.
"Shee... El... Hng...!"
That still-massive thing twitched, slamming white-hot pleasure into my mind.
...I'm going insane.
Do women feel like this every time...?
Completely overpowered.
A body swayed by something that, proportionally, shouldn't be that big.
How do you even describe it?
...Not being a woman myself, I couldn't find the words.
To shake off the feeling, I spoke again.
"Wh-what's with the sudden... Why are you doing this...? D-did I do something... wrong?"
"... ."
Her ragged breaths gradually steadied.
After a silent moment, Michelle whispered in a subdued voice.
"Teacher Iris..."
To sum up what poured from Michelle's lips:
I hadn't known, but on that night out with her and Charlotte.
Unable to contain their towering urges, she and Charlotte had confessed to doing... exactly this to me.
She seemed to want to say more but held back.
El's voice cleared up my small doubt.
-Yeah, yeah, it's embarrassing, but it's true. I told her to keep quiet for a while.
...Why?
In my confusion, I realized why I hadn't seen red marks after messing around with Evelyn.
And Michelle and Charlotte's odd behavior recently made sense now.
I still didn't know why hide it, though.
...At least, I felt slight relief that those two had vented on this body.
If they'd done it to each other while I slept, it would've hurt... deeply.
Thinking of it as fortunate might mean I'm a bit off, but given my thoughts so far, isn't it natural?
Anyway.
After that confession came a question somewhere between interrogation and admission.
"So I endured... waiting for a chance to confess someday... No, I-I... um... bided my time. But you said it like it was nothing... and something boiled inside me."
Heartburn or something?
...No, I think I knew what emotion she felt.
She was unconsciously jealous, it seemed.
My lily-expert senses confirmed it.
But why she felt that... honestly, unclear.
I'd never seduced her.
Just... friendly roommates, in my book. No idea why Michelle harbored these unknown feelings for me.
One thing, though—this lily world had one anomaly.
A male organ.
Maybe she mistook sexual desire from it for love?
Heart racing, pulse quickening, vision blurring, mind going dumb—aren't they similar?
Yeah.
That's it.
She definitely mistook the dick's lust for love.
With my conclusion, my trembling body calmed, peace returning.
Stuck like this? Whatever—experience made it no big deal.
But this repeating? Not welcome.
Definitely need to fix it with Irene soon. Once the dick's gone, Michelle will snap out of it.
Anyway.
Michelle must've misunderstood Evelyn and me as together out of dick-fueled delusion, leading to jealousy.
That was the conclusion.
So I explained to clear the misunderstanding.
What happened with Evelyn was just... business. Necessary crafting.
"...Really?"
"...Yes. Why would I lie, hng... l-lie? A-anyway, c-could you stop twitching...? Th-that stimulation... ."
"S-sorry. I couldn't help it..."
Michelle's growl softened back to a docile big dog.
Good, but with her pillar still buried in me, every twitch brought pleasure.
Taking a deep breath, I continued.
"By the way, why hasn't it gone away? M-more importantly, could you... p-pull it out first?"
"Understood."
Relieved the misunderstanding was cleared, I braced for it withdrawing.
Expecting pleasure from the pull-out.
But what awaited me was.
"Eh?! *Cough*! Blub blub blub...."
With Michelle's groan, I plunged into the water.
Flailing, she pulled me up, and I coughed out water, gasping for air.
What the hell?
Wasn't the misunderstanding cleared?
Two-faced tactic or something?
As stray thoughts swirled, Michelle, holding my sprawled form, spoke.
"Um... Teacher Iris."
"*Cough*... *Cough*... What? I-is the misunderstanding not fully cleared? Is that why you—"
A bit pissed myself, my voice came out irritated. Michelle flustered and replied urgently.
"N-not that."
"Then...?"
Michelle spoke so softly, like it pained her.
"...It seems stuck... It won't come out."
"...Won't come out?"
"...Yes. Something near the base swelled up, locking it inside."
Only then did I recall the odd shape entering me.
...No wonder the tip bulged round.
Not for pleasure—it was a real knot.
Cold sweat beaded.
What?
A dick that stays till pregnancy or something?
An awkward silence settled over the bath.