Chapter 86
Chapter 86
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 86
Chapter Title: Large
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Tap, tap.
I snapped back to awareness at the feeling of something lightly patting my back.
As I woke up pressed against someone's warm body heat, it took me a while to get my bearings.
Which was only natural.
After going through all that in succession, staying conscious would make me superhuman, not human.
It might just happen once for others, but for me, it had chained together... well, yeah, a hell of ecstasy.
A man's body has its limits when it comes to pleasure. You could force it, sure, but if it goes limp, that's that.
A woman's body, though... no, it's way different.
I don't know if this particular body is special, but it had no restrictions on taking in pleasure, even as it kept coming.
...Until it piled up more than I could handle, and I blacked out like this.
What a... ridiculously inconvenient body.
Still, maybe I'm getting used to it? I feel like I can last a bit longer now.
Should I be happy about that or...?
...Maybe just passing out is for the best. El would probably fend off any "what ifs," right?
Anyway.
Once I came to, I figured out what was patting my back.
...It was Leona's tail.
The tip, swollen round like a bottlebrush, was tapping my back as if tickling it. Whether it was trying to wake me up or not, as I stirred, Leona's voice came.
"Are you awake, Teacher?"
"...Ah, um... yeah."
Leaning against her soft back, I looked around, and a somewhat familiar sight greeted me.
Not sure if "familiar" fits for a strange place, but...
Basically... we're near the academy's main gate.
She must have carried my unconscious self all the way here.
Beastkin traits, I guess.
I suddenly didn't want to get down from her warm, cozy back, but at the same time, I felt a bit embarrassed, so I cautiously patted her shoulder.
"Uh, you can put me down now..."
"It's fine. You're light."
"Mm..."
It's not about whether I'm heavy...
Whatever.
Even the huge breasts that always weigh me down felt comfy and refreshing pressed against her.
...Yeah, just like how I helped her, she helped me. Think of it that way.
I did the healing with no ulterior motives, so a little help in return is fine.
My whole body was sore and aching, after all.
El must not have soothed me this time. Grumbling inwardly, I spoke up.
"...Then, sorry, but could you take me to the infirmary? I've got stuff to do."
"Sure."
Ekaterina was more likely to be in the infirmary than my room.
On the way to the infirmary, piggybacked on Leona...
Something felt off.
It wasn't because the rhythmic futanari transformation had become irregular.
The discomfort I felt was...
My lower half still felt chilly.
Wondering about it, I sneakily glanced down at myself.
There I was, still in the qipao. My breasts, squished against Leona's back, were bulging out of the diamond cutout like they might pop. My pale legs were hooked around her sides.
...We came from the city to the academy like this?
No, there were surely spare clothes! Why? How? Aaaah!!!
I wished a ninja would drop from the sky and end it all right then.
At least I was unconscious... no, if I'd been awake, this wouldn't have happened.
"What's wrong?"
"...Nothing."
Spilling my tangled feelings would be too girly.
My insides were boiling, but as a generous guy at heart, I played it cool on the outside.
My face was burning, but Leona couldn't see it, so whatever.
Whew.
Nothing was going right.
We arrived at the infirmary on Leona's back, and sure enough, there was Ekaterina waiting with Charlotte.
More precisely, the two of them were inside, steeped in an awkward atmosphere.
After bidding Leona farewell for carrying me, I approached them, and Ekaterina stared at me like I was some freakish sight.
Wondering why, I tilted my head, and the hem of the qipao fluttered.
Oh, right.
Soon, Ekaterina said in a subtle tone.
"...We'll call that part of the treatment too, I suppose...?"
"..."
I wanted to die.
For real.
Still, examining Ekaterina while in a qipao felt kinda badass somehow.
Like some continental mystic.
The hellish weekend finally ended, and the reality of going back to work greeted me.
This weekend... so much happened.
The kind where I'd pop up as the exhausted character whining about how much crap they'd been through.
And it was all kinds of bizarre too.
The futanari transformation, which I'd thought was just triggered by lust, seemed to have some hidden conditions.
I'd have to discuss details with Irene, but since that's not happening on rest days, it'll take a bit.
Anyway.
Something was definitely nagging at me.
Like a fishbone stuck in my throat.
But that's that.
I checked myself carefully in the changing room mirror.
Setting aside the massive breasts, it was a very neat look.
Crisp white blouse and pants hugging my legs perfectly.
With the infirmary teacher badge around my neck signaling my role, now I looked the part.
The original one screamed "fictional nurse," but this was like a real one you'd actually see.
Neat and trustworthy attire, but the problems were my petite height and...
...these enormous breasts.
The height's whatever, but these tits? No fixing them.
No matter how plain and modest the clothes, that massive presence won't hide.
Even normal outfits turn lewd because of them.
Hell, maybe they're the root of all evil?
That's how sudden the thought hit me.
No choice. Can't cut 'em off, so endure.
My patience for Evelyn was wearing thin, but since I had more than one task for her, I'd hold off for now.
...Though I'm starting to question if what she did even counts as a flaw.
While she thinks it's one, I should milk her for all she's worth.
"Hm, it suits you so well. Be confident."
"...Ah, yeah."
I wasn't lacking confidence that it didn't suit me, but I replied vaguely anyway. She'd pester me otherwise.
Well... think of it as a body that rocks even plain clothes.
As I left the changing room, Michelle complimented me too, saying it looked good.
Yeah, not a bad feeling.
Who hates praise?
It's a body I customized myself, so compliments on it feel like compliments on me.
I clocked in, tidied the infirmary, and shared light tea with Charlotte, who'd come to slack off.
Just before lunch.
With a clatter and bang, the person I'd been waiting for burst in.
"Teacher! Evaluation! Please evaluate it!"
Evelyn.
The pitiful—no, brazen—academy student I had dirt on.
Today too, flaunting her modestly sized chest, she entered the infirmary beaming, cradling something hefty.
The object in her arms was pretty big.
And had a weird shape.
The body, connected to a stand like a barrel, looked just like a carousel horse from my old world yanked off its ride.
Attached to that post was a large torso with what looked like a comfy grip handle...
Up close, the side with the handle... looked exactly like a human ass.
That's when I vaguely realized what it was.
What to call this thing.
Yeah.
Jumbo onahole, maybe?
Grab the handle and stick your dick in that soft-looking spot, I bet.
Once I got it, I could picture how it'd work. With a queasy face, I looked at Evelyn.
She seemed aware of the size too, giving an awkward smile and mumbling.
"To make it feel just like the real thing... I had no choice."
"...Mm."
This borders on madness.
I told her to make a hand-onahole, and she brings some absurd jumbo version.
But... chewing it over, the direction was right.
From the weekend ordeal, plain onaholes might not cut it once things escalate.
There were already people like that.
But... if it's just like the real thing?
No need for me to spread my legs, right?
Thinking that, shouldn't I praise Evelyn instead? She made exactly what was needed without me saying.
This telepathy or whatever?
"A bit big, but... not bad. Can you make more?"
"If you test it and like it, I can make them right away."
"Test, huh..."
Then I remembered how she'd modeled "that" after mine recently, and eyed the spot I assumed was for insertion.
Evelyn spoke up sheepishly.
"The inside's based on yours—"
"...No need to say it."
Seeing it up close...
Feels really weird.
Anyway, like she said, gotta test it.
Who'll be the first to use this massive onahole, I wonder.
...My mood was all over the place.