Translator: RaidenTL

Chapter 285: Isn't It Common Sense for a Daughter (39) to Become Her Dad's (22) Exclusive Cum Dumpster? (2)[R-18]

“....Oh!... D-Dad...♥... Ngh, ah?!♥♥”

Thwack—! Thwack—!

Every time her dad plunged his cock into her, Laura’s hips arched high into the air, and waves of pleasure erupted from deep within her uterus.

‘T-this!♥... S-sex...?!♥... Ahhh!♥... It’s... amazing...??!!..♥... I’m... so happy!!♥... It feels... too good!!♥... Hngh?!...♥ L-Laura... is becoming... a dummy?!♥’

Even though she had a modest amount of experience with masturbation—22,904 times, to be exact—Laura’s body ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠was sensitive to pleasure to a degree that was hard to believe for someone who had just lost her virginity.

No, it went beyond that. In terms of physical sensitivity alone, she was far superior to any woman Ian had ever been with.

It was only natural.

Laura believed she had torn away her ‘Foresight’ in order to obtain ‘Necromancy’...

But in reality, Laura hadn't been able to completely strip away her Foresight.

Of course, compared to its original state, it was nothing more than dregs, but Foresight was still Foresight.

In fact, because it had become incomplete, it was constantly showing her the future regardless of her will.

The reason Laura hadn't noticed that her Foresight remained was...

A psychological side effect caused by forcibly carving Necromancy into her body.

To put it simply, the personality of ‘Young Laura’ was monopolizing the Foresight.

—Twitch!

‘...Is it that time again?’

Laura had a vague inkling that another personality existed within her.

Dissociative identity disorder was the most common side effect of practicing Necromancy.

She even suspected that the mental age of this other personality wasn't very high.

Ever since she mastered Necromancy, the urge to act like a child had been slowly crawling up from deep within her.

‘...Endure it.’

At first, she thought she could suppress it.

And indeed, Laura’s iron will had succeeded in suppressing it for quite a long time.

But...

Just as a balloon ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠will eventually pop if you keep pumping air into it without letting any out, she realized in the worst possible way that desires will eventually explode if they are suppressed without being released.

—Drip, drip.

‘Um...?... Why... are the sheets... wet...?!.... What is... this?!... N-n-no way!... Did I...?!’

The shame Laura felt when she woke up one morning was beyond words.

‘N-no matter if the end of this journey is death... this... this is... not right...! I must find a way to control this infantilization.’

The method of control was surprisingly simple.

Just like letting air out of a balloon before it pops, she had to act like a child without resisting her instincts.

However, half-hearted imitation was useless.

She had to perfectly become a child, just as the other personality desired.

‘Ddu-tta!!... U-waaa!... Uwoong!... Laura is a baby!!.... You have to cherish Laura... U-waaa.’

Up to this point, there was no problem.

No one was watching anyway, and although she pretended she had no choice, Laura was secretly enjoying it.

...But tragedy always strikes suddenly.

While she was releasing her urges as usual, Laura happened to see her reflection in the mirror.

‘I-is this... me? A woman in her mid-30s, only five years away from forty... sucking on a pacifier, wearing baby clothes that don't even fit... going goo-goo ga-ga... Is this truly my appearance?!’

Existing is a disgrace.

She wanted to die of shame.

As Laura, unable to handle the unbearable humiliation, hid under her covers and kicked her feet in frustration...

[■■ Gallery]

Something appeared before Laura’s eyes.

‘...What is... this?’

Had she gone mad from shame?

That was Laura’s first suspicion, but her heart, weary from long solitude, could not resist the temptation of the ‘Gallery,’ where she might be able to communicate with others.

‘...Fine. My body is already defiled. What difference does it make if it gets even dirtier?’

Tap, tap— Tap, tap—

The nickname she chose in a fit of desperation was Baby Nepmi■.

[Goo-goo ga-ga! I'm Baby Nepmi! Give me num-nums!][0]

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However, the effect of the Gallery, which she had started without expectations, was incredible!

By being active as ‘Baby Nepmi■’ in the ■■ Gallery, the pressure weighing down on her mind was relieved without her having to wear baby clothes or suck on a pacifier.

But even this method had its limits.

At some point, about twice a month, ‘Young Laura’ began to take control of her body, and the frequency was gradually increasing.

—Twitch!

‘...Already? Is it time for her to come out again? ...The cycle is getting shorter and shorter. It must be because I have accumulated so many sins through Necromancy.’

Laura believed the cycle had shortened because the number of souls she commanded had increased...

But in reality, the shortened cycle was a problem with ‘Foresight,’ not ‘Necromancy.’

As mentioned before, her incomplete Foresight was in a state of constant activation, and ever since the personality of ‘Young Laura’ was born, it had been showing her one single scene endlessly.

—..Ohh-!?!.♥...Ah!.Ha..Haa..!♥..Y-yes..!!♥...L...Laura is!!...♥Dad’s...ex-exclusive...!!♥..Ngh?!...C-cum dumpster!♥

The future where Laura and Ian engage in ‘Infant Play.’

One could only say this was incredibly bad luck.

The probability of the two of them engaging in ‘Infant Play’ was extremely rare—perhaps only 140 days out of 365 in a year...

But sometimes, no matter how low the probability, things happen.

Of all things, her broken Foresight had pierced through the abysmal odds and locked onto the scene of ‘Infant Play,’ which had a 38.36% chance of occurring.

‘...What... is this?’

Of course, when ‘Young Laura’ was first born, she resisted quite a bit.

No, she resisted a great deal.

But no matter how much she struggled and resisted...

—N-no!!..I..can’t..say..that...Ohh-guck!? ♥ ...N-no!!...I’ll..say it!...!!...I’m...I’m sorry..!!...Y-yes!!... ♥...L-Laura!!... Because I... made Dad’s... cock... hard... Ohh?! ♥...Ngh?!♥ ..For making you... rape me... I’m sorry! ♥ ...I was... born with... such a slutty.. body..!! ♥ I’m sorry..!...Ugh-hngh! ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠♥ !...!!..Y-yes!! ♥ ...I’ll... apologize... with my pussy... Ohh-guck?! ♥ ...T-that’s right! ♥ ...Laura is... ♥ Dad’s... exclusive... cum dumpster... ♥ to use... however he wants!! ♥ ...I... said it all!.. ♥ S-so!! ♥ ...Please... stop... the pounding... s-stooop?! ♥

—Yes.. ♥ Ngh... that’s right...L..Laura... in order to... be raped... by Dad... in her underwear... she wiggled... her tits... and her butt... hngh... she wiggled them!... Ngh... I’m sorry... for being born... as a beautiful girl... I’m sorry... for having such a... lewd... body... that feels pleasure... when being raped... by Dad...!... Ohh!? ♥ ..Ohh-guck?! ♥ ...Ah ♥ ..Ugh-hngh!! ♥ ...N-no!!... My clit?!... Hieeeek?!! ♥♥ ...N-no!... J-just now... was... a mistake!!... I wasn't... saying no... to Dad!!... Hik?!... N-no... don't do that!!... Why! ♥ ...O...Today... you said... you wouldn't... ♥ pound... my pussy!... Ngh-ahhh!?! ♥

—The.. the switch... it hurts... hngh... yes... that’s right... it’s okay... even if it hurts... because Laura... is Dad’s... toy!!.... Hehe! ♥ ..Yes.. I l-love you. ♥ .Dad.. I love you... Eh?... Ngh ♥ ...Yes...?... P-pregnant?.... T-that... Hieeeek?!. ♥ ..N-no.. Dad!!... L..Laura.. ♥ I-I’m happy!!... I-I’ll get pregnant!!. ♥ ..Hngh... Dad’s... cum.... Ohh?! ♥ ...Please... shoot it... ♥ pleasurably... into your daughter’s... pussy... on her dangerous day?!? ♥ ! ♥

Even when she performed a naked dogeza and begged her dad for mercy...

—Sniff... D-Dad... please... I... beg... you... please... stop... pounding Laura’s pussy... D-Dad’s cock... feels too good... I can’t... anymore... Laura will really... become Dad’s... exclusive cum dumpster... L...Laura... still... wants to be human... so please... no... Hik!!♥..D-don't... put your cock... in me!!... No!! I hate it! I hate it!!... Dad!!.. Please.. don't.. rape.. my pussy!!... Laura will really... become Dad’s... exclusive... cum dumpster... D-don't... break meee?!!-♥♥♥

The conclusion of the Foresight was always the same: failing to overcome the pleasure and submitting to her dad.

‘...I see... Laura was... born... to be used... by Dad ♥ ’

Thus was born the ‘Young Laura’ who truly believed, ‘Laura is Dad’s daughter, and a daughter is a being born to be a toy for Dad’s sexual release. Because no matter how much I resist and beg, as soon as Dad sticks his cock in, it feels so good that I can't help but moan and give in.’

Of course, Laura would feel it was unfair.

While it was true she had tendencies like being a ‘Brat’ or enjoying ‘Degradation’...

The future that ‘Young Laura’ had peeked at was, after all, just ‘Roleplay’ conducted with Ian’s consent.

Just as there is no connection between the role an actor plays and their actual personality, in the future where Laura and Ian ended up together, they had formed a perfectly normal, happy family!

But how could she have imagined that because ‘Young Laura’ had watched only the ‘Infant Play’ scenes in her head 24 hours a day for 15 years, she would actually become a real ‘Dad’s exclusive cum dumpster’?

Thud—!!

At that moment, her dad grabbed Laura’s pelvis firmly with both hands and slammed his hips down, putting all his weight into it.

“Oh!... Ohh!!♥... Ngh.. Haa..♥!... D-Dad♥.. Hngh, l-like that!!♥... S-so hard!!.. Ngh!... If you pound me♥.. like that♥... Laura’s♥... u-uterus♥..!. H-hieek♥... will b-break.. ngh...♥♥ Laura’s.. uterus... is going to.. break!.. Haa.!..!♥”

“Endure it. You’re the one who asked to play the pounding game first, Laura!!”

Squelch—! Squelch—!

Her dad paid no heed to Laura’s pleas about breaking and slammed his hips down even more violently.

‘...Ohh!?.. Ngh?♥!... T-that’s right..!♥... Dad... isn't... bad!!♥... I-it’s... all... Laura’s... fault!.... Hngh?!♥..L-Laura!!... The reason I was born... with such a... ngh..!♥ s-slutty... body♥... is to... become... Dad’s... exclusive... cum dumpster!!♥’

As proof, even in the midst of sex where a male was unilaterally pouring out his sexual desire—something that would normally terrify an ordinary woman—she felt no discomfort, only a pleasure so intense it felt like her brain was shattering.

‘S-sooo!!♥.. E-even if Dad!.. rapes Laura... ngh..!. there’s... nothing... I can... do... right?!!♥ Ah.. ahh.!..!♥... N-no!... My pussy... i-is! ♥ ..I-I’m... cumming!! ♥ ..M-my uterus... is breaking..!.. I’m cumminggggg??!!♥♥’

Thrust—! Shudder—! Spurt—! Splat—!!

Finally, at the moment Laura’s consciousness was about to fade to black, unable to withstand the massive pleasure.

SLAP—!!

“؁؁؁᧗⟆!!!♥♥”

“...Who told you that you could pass out whenever you wanted without Daddy’s permission?”

Her dad gave her a low warning as he slapped Laura’s buttocks.