Peeking on the New Meat Toilet and Sudden Hunger

Pheasant instead of hen? 'Tentacle Master...? Is she talking about my husband?'

"Hngaaah♥ You just put it in and I'm already cumming♥♥"

A loud moan echoed through the house, strong enough to make it vibrate a little. It seemed like my husband was sharing some love with a new meat toilet. Hmm... I'm bored. Should I go peek for a bit? If I'm lucky, I might squeeze in and join... hehe. I decided to head over right away.

Standing in front of the door where the sounds were coming from, the noises of intense sex grew even clearer. But then I heard a man's voice too.

'Whose voice is that...? Not my husband's, is it?'

Curious, I cracked the door open just a sliver.

"You haven't even started serving yet, so you'd better keep your head straight."

Gasp! It was my husband. So that voice... was my husband's?

'Since when could he talk?'

I'd always been able to somewhat intuit his intentions through the power of love(?) I felt for him, but it was always vague and fuzzy. But now I could hear his words directly... And what a nice voice it was... The new meat toilet junior wasn't clearly visible, hidden behind my husband's imposing form, but she looked like the woman in the photo on the living room shelf.

Heh... Taking my husband's pussy-pounding so steadily like that. Knowing that sensation myself, my pussy got soaked in an instant, Pavlov's dog-style.

But what was that guy doing over there? There was a muscular man furiously jerking his tiny dick, which wasn't even comparable to my husband's.

I was pretty close to the door—wouldn't he notice? But he seemed too busy shaking his dick to care. From the vibe, he looked like the husband of the meat toilet my husband was fucking.

Hmm... Kinda pitiful, but he seemed happy, so no need to worry. Anyway, watching my husband's intense sex made my pussy itch like crazy. He'd pounded me just as roughly last night... I slid my hand to my pussy and stroked it lightly. It was already so wet that transparent strings formed between my fingers.

'Hng...♥ Me too♥ Husband's cock...♥'

Squish-♥ Squirt-♥ I'd masturbated a few times before. As a kid, I'd overheard neighborhood ladies gossiping about sex while passing by. One said her husband's dick was so thick it hurt to insert without plenty of lube, another about a super handsome guy from the lower village whose huge cock made women go crazy. Back then, I didn't even understand, but my lower belly buzzed, so when I got home, I rubbed my pussy a few times. It wasn't great, so I stopped quickly...

'Why does it feel so good now♥'

Of course, when my husband pampered my pussy with his massive tentacle cock, it was way better pleasure-wise, but this subtle solo masturbation felt pretty nice too.

"Hng...♥ If he catches me, I'll get punished...♥"

A moan slipped out unconsciously, so I stifled it as much as possible, but my hand rubbing my pussy ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠didn't stop.

"Haaang!♥ Aaang♥ Pussy squelch-squelch♥ So gooood- Hmph! Mngh- Slurp!♥"

'Heh... Kissing already... I haven't even done that yet...'

I wasn't thrilled she'd beaten me to a kiss, but it turned me on even more. My husband and the new meat toilet's sex grew fiercer as time passed, and increasingly lewd, musky scents wafted through the door crack.

Squelch♥ Squelch♥ Now I shoved fingers right into my pussy. A different pleasure from rubbing my clit.

"Hng♥ This feels so gooood...♥"

Instinctively finding my sweet G-spot, I stabbed at it wildly. Splish-splish. My hand movements intensified, pussy juices splattering, and amid the nonstop stimulation, a signal pinged in my head.

"Hnnngh♥ His cock's swelling even deeper inside...!♥ Haaang!♥"

"Urgh...! Here it comes! Take it in your womb!"

Looks like they hit their limit too. My hands and feet cramped up tight, but I ignored it, pounding my pre-orgasm pussy.

"Uuuung♥♥ Cumming haaaah!♥ Hngrk!♥"

Splash-! Transparent squirts sprayed boldly onto the door. My fingers buried in my pussy and my hips trembled wildly as I climaxed.

'Haa... haa... My mind went blank...'

For the first time, resentment toward my husband bubbled up. He'd turned me into this ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠sex-obsessed slutty body, and now with a new meat toilet, he was ignoring me like this. Even though it'd only been a few hours since our deep fuck session.

'Hng... But I think I moaned pretty loud when I came... Did they hear...?'

I peeked through the crack again, and luckily, no one seemed to notice. Perfect timing—we'd all climaxed together, drowning out the sounds. Phew—tension drained from my body, strength whooshing out.

My husband's lust had no known limits yet, so once that meat toilet passed out from consecutive orgasms, he'd surely come fuck me and the junior again. Grrooowl—my stomach rumbled massively.

Come to think of it, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I hadn't eaten anything in days. Since meeting my husband in the white room and ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠holing up in the cave, all I'd taken in was his semen. Sticky as it was, it counted as liquid and gave a subtle sense of fullness, so I hadn't noticed... Oh, had I just overlooked it from nonstop sex all day? Probably the latter. No time to eat with him constantly pounding me...

Now that I realized I was hungry, I needed food, so I headed toward what looked like the kitchen. Luckily, a carefully prepared meal was set on the table for someone.

'Hmm... But is it okay to eat this?'

Soft-looking rye bread, corn soup, soy-braised meat that seemed like beef. My mouth watered automatically. Grroowl! Eat first, think later.

"Heeek- heeek... No more virgin...♥ Anymore and I'll die♥ Pussy's throbbing, no more serviceee...♥♥"

"Already retiring? I've only cum five times."

When dealing with Bella, I'd used just one dick tentacle, so I was nowhere near satisfied. Where'd that earlier fierce momentum go? She lay collapsed, pussy twitching and leaking semen steadily.

"Please... mercy pleeease♥ I gotta serve with my pussy but it's worn outtt♥♥"

"You should exercise more normally. Gasping after just five creampies? Pathetic."

Part of me wanted to ram her pussy regardless, but since this was Bella's first time with such a huge dick tentacle, I'd let her off this once. David... was challenging his limits with a third wank, but only precum dribbled out before he collapsed exhausted on the floor. His spent semen lay pathetically before his pitiful little dick.

Hmm. Audience satisfied too, looks like.

Drip-drip- Bella had passed out before I knew it. Her basic meat toilet posture sucked, but... first day, so forgiven. Anyway, I'd absorbed most of her pent-up yin qi, leveled up twice total—satisfying. Best reward? The new oral tentacle.

'Now I can drink Cecilia and Ellen's breast milk!'

Wonder what the first meat toilet and toy's nipples and milk would taste like. Fucking exciting.

Like the sweet tentacle I was, I covered the soundly sleeping Bella with the semen-soaked blanket, ignored David completely, and headed out of the master bedroom.

'...Huh? What's this liquid?'

Transparent fluid splashed all over in front of the master bedroom door. Not plain water—definitely female juices... Thought maybe Bella leaked it coming in, but tasting it, it wasn't her unique flavor.

Someone watched Bella and me fuck and masturbated. That's my conclusion. Ellen, who freaks out and resists during sex, wouldn't secretly peep and masturbate, so probably Cecilia...

The living room sofa still had only the deeply sleeping Ellen; no Cecilia. Where'd she go?

"...Hnom nom! ..."

Rustling from the kitchen. Heading slowly toward the sound, I found Cecilia with her face buried in the table food, scarfing it down.

Ha ha. Eating like it was the best thing ever. Makes sense—no proper food for two days straight of fucking. Ellen's hypnotized to sub meals with my semen, but not Cecilia. She'd held out on my cum, but must be starving.

I tapped the vigorously chowing Cecilia's shoulder, rivaling an eating-show streamer.

"Nom nom- Huh? Husband? Done already?"

"Yeah. New meat toilet needs time to adjust, I guess. Let her rest. Whatcha eating?"

Cecilia picked up a piece of the braised meat she'd been eating and fed it to me. Oh, like galbi jjim? Sounds tasty...

"Ptoo! Fuck! What the hell's this taste!"

So fucking gross. Looked soft and chewy-delicious, but in my mouth? Like tofu mixed with food waste—fishy, revolting. Even the brief tongue contact nearly made me puke.

"Eh? It's super tasty though? Nom. Mmm~ New junior's a great cook!"

"This is actually tasty? Makes me wanna hurl."

The horrific taste ruined it—even looking at it now seemed unappetizing.

That damn leveling up. Anyway, can't eat now.

"Ptui ptui. Fuck it. Cecilia, finished eating? Spread your pussy!"

Then I'd just have to fuck a female instead.