Dispenser (3)
"By the way, Mom. So what the hell is a Dispenser anyway?"
I stabbed the straw into the drink Lilith handed me with a satisfying pop and took a sip. No clue what it was, but fuck, it was delicious. And even though I'd just blown eight full loads in a row, leaving my whole body drained, my energy was bouncing back fast.
Is this that potion thing?
A single bottle the size of yogurt cost hundreds of thousands of won easy—something I'd never even seen before. But now I could slurp it down like candy.
I sucked on the potion greedily, basking in this overflowing filial piety toward my mom.
"You're one shameless kid, huh? Not that I mind... Want more?"
"Yeah."
She smacked her lips like she regretted letting me guzzle a bottle worth hundreds of thousands, then handed me a fresh one right away. A mom overflowing with wealth like that—who wouldn't feel the filial vibes surging?
Anyway, as I chugged the new potion, Lilith spoke up, watching me.
"So, you asked what a Dispenser is, right?"
Lilith grinned, crossing her legs.
Thanks to that, I got a front-row seat to her pussy-exposure show, back in that first outfit I'd seen her in.
With a skirt that short, crossing her legs like that was bound to flash everything. Made me wonder if my mom had some exhibitionist kink, but hey, good for me.
Exhibitionism? Who gives a shit. What mattered was my mom was filthy rich and stupidly strong.
"Who do you think I am?"
"The mom I respect and love, obviously."
"...You're really shameless. You weren't like this a minute ago."
She chuckled and said,
"Anyway, that's kinda true now, but not the answer I wanted. The real answer is..."
I flinched hard.
Maybe from chugging all that potion, or maybe from what I'd just glimpsed, my dick was perking up again—and then I felt something touching it.
But there was no one around messing with my cock.
Just Lilith tapping the table with her fingers, smirking right in front of me.
"Succubi need men's essence to survive, right?"
Tap, tap, tap...
Every playful tap sent jolts of pleasure straight to my dick, making me twitch uncontrollably.
But she stopped tapping and said,
"Even so, we can't just jump any guy and drain him dry. You know why, right?"
I knew.
After the world went to shit, in the middle of all that chaos, the World Government was born.
Really, it was founded by those twenty-two heroes. Their first move? Breaking down the biggest barrier between all these races with zero shared history, culture, or even language.
A magic that covered the entire Earth.
Babylon unified every race's tongue.
Thanks to that, races from totally different worlds could suddenly talk and understand each other.
But just because we could communicate didn't fix everything.
The world was a clusterfuck of mixed species—way more chaos than words alone could solve.
Hell, communication even sparked new problems.
When no one understood each other, everyone just eyed each other warily. But once words worked? Some started thinking, "Hey, if we play this right, we could dominate and exploit these fuckers."
Even back when worlds had one or a few races who could talk, discrimination and infighting were rampant.
The human world I remembered? Constant terrorism, religious wars—hating and tearing into anything "different."
And now species were different too?
Of course some couldn't hack it.
Especially races who ruled their own worlds back home.
So after unifying languages, the World Government tackled the chaos head-on.
Backed by the overwhelming might of those twenty-two heroes.
Species who still wouldn't communicate despite the language fix?
With magic, superpowers, or raw physical prowess—whatever their race brought—they tried dominating or exploiting others.
The government culled them all under their banner: equality for all.
Stronger magic against magic.
Stronger superpowers against superpowers.
Stronger bodies against bodies.
Overwhelming violence.
Simple logic: meet force with force, crush 'em down.
Beat them into equality's mold, basically.
Some caved and got flattened; others shattered. Either way, the world stabilized fast from the unprecedented mess.
That was the world.
A fragile order built by those twenty-two heroes, quelling chaos through necessity—extreme methods and all.
And the woman in front of me, now my mom.
Lilith Ashtarte was one of those twenty-two heroes.
Yeah, heroes.
Heroes whose other name was slaughterers.
They wouldn't accept "difference," so they smashed it all with their own hands—the twenty-two slaughterers.
Lilith Ashtarte was one of them.
"Even with all that force keeping things in check—barely—the order holds because we heroes uphold equality too. No matter the race or strength, we treat everyone as equal parts of society."
She was right.
They founded the World Government but didn't lord over it.
Most retired into seclusion; Lilith just popped in occasionally.
That's why it earned real legitimacy as a world government.
Equality for all.
Sure, tons of laws popped up for all the mixed races, but still.
In that world, any crime or chaos—big or small—meant the death penalty. The place was still fucked, but that kept it from total collapse.
Succubi couldn't survive without men's essence.
And they built that world.
"...No way. Dispensers are..."
I muttered the sudden realization, and Lilith smiled.
"Exactly what you're thinking."
"For real?"
"Yeah. We finally stabilized the world. Can't let succubi grab any guy when they're hungry and squeeze him dry for essence, right? Even if I'm one of the twenty-two heroes, even if I pushed that law—favoring my own kind would trash our equality ideal. Guess what happens then?"
"...Total shitshow again?"
We'd beaten equality into everyone just two years ago.
One tiny spark, and it'd all burn down.
"Right. And it wasn't just succubi. Plenty of races need essence too. Not always for survival, but beastkin who go feral in heat every cycle, all-female races needing semen for breeding."
So they made it.
She licked her lips, eyeing my dick.
"Legal fucktoys to squeeze dry. Beastkin in heat, slimes or harpies or mermaids craving kids, hungry succubi—anyone, equally. High-quality semen on tap from Mammathong Dispensers."
"Holy shit, that's what it means?"
Dispenser my ass—it was straight-up male prostitution.
For non-humans only.
Facing the shocking truth, my mind reeled.
How could it not?
"Mom, if I remember right... wasn't there that succubus who married a human guy recently?"
"Yeah, there was."
It was big news.
Succubi were stunning—Lilith was drop-dead gorgeous ignoring her antics, and the whole race was beauty incarnate.
A plain human marrying one? Instant headlines.
Everyone envied him at first.
Me too.
But.
"Didn't he die six months later? All withered up."
He'd been average but healthy—could bench 600 easy.
Six months in, shriveled corpse.
"Yep. They loved too hard, and it killed him. Tragic, huh?"
Fuck tragic.
My future was the tragedy.
If Dispenser meant that—and my job was it—I'd end up drained dead in six months flat.
Not just succubi—other races too. Might not even last that long.
"C-Can I quit?"
Short deliberation, survival won out.
Lilith stared at me blankly.
"Sure. If you value your life. But you'll pay the price."
"Price?"
"You didn't do shit yet, haven't even started. Why a price for quitting?"
"That stuff you drank. I gave it thinking of you, but now it's wasted. Gotta pay for it, right?"
She pointed at the empty potion bottles I'd slurped.
I was speechless.
Hundreds of thousands per bottle.
Drank 'em free—big mistake.
But life over cash.
Bank would empty, but alive.
"...Fine. How much?"
"Good choice. Don't look so doomed. It won't be like you think."
She grinned.
"I won't let you die easy. Think about it—I've sunk 1.5 billion into you already. Why let that fly away?"
Suddenly, I felt way safer hearing that.
Yeah, 1.5 billion.
My death = her money gone.
"...But Mom, one thing bugs me."
"Hm? What?"
"Why me? Just 'cause you like me? Doesn't add up."
"Want the honest truth?"
One of the twenty-two heroes.
Her voice dropped low, sending chills down my spine.
Some world secret I shouldn't know?
Or my birth—some hidden prince of a dimension?
"...Yeah, be straight."
"Okay."
Stern, serious face, she said,
"I wanna retire and live the easy life, sucking honey all day."