Chapter 50
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 50
Chapter Title: It's Baby Battle Time!!
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“Alright, then to keep you from pretending to be a grown-up in the middle and swinging that sword around, swallow this pill first.”
Mine slowly raised her finger, revealing a sparkling pill wedged between her nails.
“This is…?”
The atmosphere grew even stranger.
Not a battle, but a league among diapered perverts—their own twisted circuit.
In short, the ‘Baby League’.
Yet the two contestants in this Baby League had the most mature bodies imaginable.
Bodies so voluptuous and vulgar they could birth babies rather than cry like them.
Even the rubbing of their thick thighs sounded erotic, and with no skirt in sight—just a lone diaper plastered across their crotches—it was obvious their insides were drenched.
And now they were being told to pop a real ‘baby transformation pill’ while suited up like that.
“By the way, swallowing this drops your physical abilities to baby levels—temporarily, of course.”
“Wh-what?!”
The words had barely left her mouth when Yunhwa flinched.
A squelching noise even echoed from inside her diaper.
But Mine just smiled leisurely and pressed on.
“Don’t believe me? I’ll demonstrate. Watch closely… Waaah~.”
She stuck out her tongue nice and long on purpose, perched the pill on her lips, then swallowed it with a lewd gulp.
The instant she did.
“Waaahoook♥… Hnngh…!”
From Mine’s lips spilled a moan so lascivious it was impossible to believe they were in combat.
And right away, her body crumpled.
Thud.
“Wahh…! It’s real… Body reverted straight to infancy… Can’t even stand… Hehe… All I can do is… crawl♥.”
It was legit.
The frame that had radiated overwhelming mana and bloodlust moments ago was now crawling on hands and knees.
Her limbs flailed clumsily, and every knee-plant against the floor made her diaper go squish-squish.
Her words weren’t infantile, but the pathetic sight was pure newborn.
‘Wait, isn’t this a golden opportunity?’
Think about it—she was basically serving herself up on a platter.
My breath hitched.
If she’d truly turned into a powerless baby lump, snapping her neck right now would end it all.
But weirdly… the second that thought hit, my cock stiffened harder.
Relief at survival? Or that vulgar Mine crawling on all fours, diaper dragging as she inched along? No clue.
Either way, I hustled to Yunhwa’s side and whispered urgently.
“Now’s your chance! Yunhwa. That weakened Mine—slice her throat this instant! Then we all escape!”
But.
“Papa…♥ Does Papa want Yunhwa to win that sneaky way? Then I’d be a bad baby…♥”
“...What?”
Fuck, infantile regression kicking in right here?
The same woman yapping about S-Rank Hunters moments ago now had heart-shaped sparkles in her eyes, calling me Papa.
No time for fairness debates—if we didn’t kill Mine now, Busan Port could become an inferno.
But Yunhwa acted like a ‘fair Baby Battle’ trumped any apocalypse, nipples rock-hard as she jiggled her heaving tits, then swallowed the pill with pure lust.
Gulp—.
“Haaah…♥ Papa, Yunhwa’s now… a real waaah-baby tooooo♥”
Just like her rival, Yunhwa thudded down in her diaper.
Trembling limbs propelling her crawl—it was baby-real… and at the same time, the epitome of a broodmare in heat.
“Kuhehehe… Well done, Hunter.”
Diaper Mine drooled with laughter.
“By the way, if you’d lunged at that exact timing—”
“?! Some trap?”
“Nah… you’d just be dead. …Thanks for the pass, that’s all♥”
…Huh?
This bitch was full psycho too?
‘Or does this pill baby-fy the brain as well?’
Doubt clogged my throat, but the two diaper sluts were already crawling at each other, tits bouncing wildly.
One sported pink nipples skyward; the other leaked sticky goo from dark, bruised areolas.
Straight-up, diaper-clad pussies drooling enough to soak the padding, glares locked in challenge.
“So….”
Yunhwa panted, thighs quaking.
“What’s the first event?”
“Simple.”
Mine flashed a rotten grin, spreading her crotch wide.
“Babies live by the diaper, die by the diaper. It’s life. It’s dignity.”
“...!”
Oh, kinda baby-appropriate showdown?
That’s what I figured for a sec.
“So the first event… ♥”
Mine’s eyes gleamed.
“Who soaks her diaper more with pussy and asshole! Diaper Climax Showdown!”
“Hngh…♥ Bring it!”
Yunhwa bit her lip, hips bucking.
“I’ll prove my pussy’s the craziest baby around! Gonna drown my diaper in juice and piss—watch meee♥!”
“Hehe… Spirited. Come on, you diaper baby slut!”
And so launched the duel of two overgrown babies.
“Hehehe… I’ll go first. Diaper’s used like this.”
Diaper Mine braced on hands, ass-up crawl pose.
White diaper peeked from between ebony cheeks, spread obscenely.
And.
“Haaaaah♥♥!!”
Hips shook wild—squelch leaked out.
Thick pussy slime saturated the inside, chased by a clear torrent streaming down the white front.
“See? Baby basics: excretion. My pussy, my shithole—overflowing the diaper’s limits alreadyyy♥♥!”
Mine bucked harder, ripped the back open to flash it.
Glistening strands of juice trailed down, slicking her thighs shiny.
“Hngh…♥ Fine then—Yunhwa won’t back down!”
Yunhwa slapped hands to floor.
Her massive tits swung under the pacifier, smacking the diaper.
Then.
“Aaaahng♥!! Pa-Papaaa♥ Yunhwa’s pussy… can’t hold baaack♥!!”
Thighs flew apart.
Diaper base went gooey-wet, then waterfall-cascaded.
Juice and piss mingled in a vulgar splaaash, pooling lewdly on the floor.
“Look, Papa…! Yunhwa’s diaper’s soaked through already♥♥ Diaper doing this… total pervert baby, righttt♥!!”
Both shook their diapers like mad, racing to drench more.
Swollen padding plopped droplets everywhere—heat, stench, sticky sloshes turning the room into a humid baby-porn haze.
“Hehe♥ Admit it—my diaper’s soggier?”
“No wayyy♥ Yunhwa’s overflowing onto Papa’s legs alreadyyy♥!!”
Like that, they bloated each other’s diapers to bursting, floor slick beneath.
“Hehehe♥ Done. Round 1 complete.”
Mine heaved breaths, wet thighs shivering.
“Now… judging time.”
“Judging…?”
Yunhwa gasped, thighs jittering as she squeezed her diaper, wringing it out.
Droplets were already speckling my ankles.
But then.
“Judging… obviously Papa handles it♥”
“...Me?”
I couldn’t trust my ears.
Mine kneaded her sopping diaper, sticky trails snaking her thighs, smirking sly.
“Who else judges fair? We babies can’t grow without Papa. So right here, Papa—the man—takes charge♥”
Me?
Me as judge?
Fuck, losing my mind.
But Mine’s grin vanished; she jabbed a finger at the ceiling’s etched magic circle.
“P.S., if Papa dodges or judges wrong, dungeon entrance pops open. Monsters flood out.”
“...What?”
“So, Papa♥ Your pick: thousands of civvies slaughtered, or you inspect our diaper pussies up close and call it.”
“Pa-Papa… P-Please check my diaper right…♥”
I gulped hard.
No joke—dead serious.
The overhead circle crackled zzzt-zzzt, proving it was primed to split any second.
Even Yunhwa gazed up at me, breaths ragged, nodding fiercely.
Her eyes screamed: Please, Papa.
“Damn it.”
My heart thundered berserk.
Bones hummed; eardrums boomed like war drums.
As a doctor, I couldn’t call this ‘therapy’.
As a counselor, my job was reining in patient deviance.
As a man… this tested every shred of dignity and pride.
But.
Two women before me, diaper-shaking baby-acting with soaked padding… plus that crackling overhead rift, dungeon breach imminent.
The combo hit, and it clicked.
No real choices.
Shake my head? Busan burns.
Avert eyes? Thousands become monster chow.
In the end, one path in my grasp.
The unavoidable role of… Pa.pa. Judge.