Chapter 9: Cider-Flavored Slime Mumungmumung (2)
It was when I came for the fourth time, pouring my semen deep inside Mumungmumung, that I noticed something was off.
Throb, throb-throb♡
"Haah...♡ Haaah... more, give me more... semen... more...♡ inside me, ngh...♡"
Her pussy sucking at my cock while I was mid-ejaculation, squeezing and milking it to hurry along the next release — that much had happened the first time too, so I could let it slide. But the way her words were coming out smoother and smoother, and the way she seemed to be practically overflowing with energy...
"That makes four... but it's nowhere near enough, you knowww..."
As proof of that, the Mumungmumung who had once trembled all over while receiving my cum was nowhere to be found anymore.
"Hurryyy...♡ hurry, give me your next load...♡"
There was only the female before me, slapping her hips against me — smack, smack — as she fawned over my cock with her slime pussy.
Shlurp♡ slurp♡
Mumungmumung ground her pussy against my cock as if demanding the next load immediately.
"Hnngh..."
Her pussy was already squirming and clenching around me of its own accord, and my premature one-minute cock couldn't possibly endure this on top of it. The moment my fourth climax ended, the pressure surged right back up, and I grabbed hold of Mumungmumung's hips and drove straight into my fifth release.
"Hoooh...♡ Ohhh...♡♡ it's coming in...♡"
Even as she received the semen my cock was pumping out with the climax that had begun again, Mumungmumung didn't stop swinging her hips.
Honestly, though, there was no problem.
I still had plenty to spare.
Five times in a row.
Even having come almost once a minute, I felt no fatigue whatsoever — the proof was that my cock was still rock-hard, spilling semen into Mumungmumung's depths.
The elixir was invincible, and I, having drunk three bottles of it, was a god.
So fulfilling the contract with Mumungmumung would be no problem at all. Judging by my condition, I could easily manage the ten Lilith had guaranteed — more, if it came to that.
But...
Something felt a little strange.
I couldn't quite put my finger on what was bothering me. It was just that a thought kept nagging at me — that doing it like this didn't make me any different from any other dispenser.
I mean, there's hardly a normal human alive who could come ten times in a row like me. I'd ended up with this body not just because of the elixir, but also thanks to the Level Drain Lilith had granted me.
In that sense, I was no doubt an excellent dispenser.
But if all they needed was semen, there was no reason to insist on taking it from a single person.
Frankly, I still didn't know how much an average dispenser actually earned, but looking at what I was making today alone, it seemed like enough to comfortably pay for two or three dispensers and still have some left over.
Which meant I was nothing more than a slightly better dispenser. Even if I could manage ten, you could wring out two or three dispensers and get the same result.
Even now, Mumungmumung was wrapping her pussy around my cock, urging me to come — but that was purely her extracting semen from me, not chasing pleasure.
Compared to the moment she'd first taken my load, her reactions to everything else were practically nonexistent.
It wasn't that she felt nothing — but next to the way she reacted to receiving semen, it barely registered.
...Was it really okay for me to take over six million won for just this?
From Mumungmumung's perspective, squeezing ten loads out of me would probably barely break even, wouldn't it?
She was the one offering, after all. All I had to do was take the money and walk away.
But I couldn't.
If I'd been given something, I had to give something back — that thought was my worst habit.
It was something like a compulsion, drilled into me growing up hearing exactly that kind of talk, but either way, my conscience pricked at the idea of just filling my ten-shot quota and pocketing the money.
And I couldn't afford to settle here, either.
The contract with Lilith — to let her retire... first, I had to become the best dispenser there was.
Even Lilith couldn't just hand her position over to some random stranger, so apparently I'd have to at least reach the very top of this industry before I'd have any legitimate claim.
But could I call myself the best at this level?
No. I couldn't.
I needed something that set me apart — something no ordinary dispenser had.
So what more could I do? How did one even become the best dispenser in the first place?
And that was when my eyes caught it — the semen I was in the middle of dumping inside Mumungmumung, all flowing toward a single point.
Where all that semen was heading, every load I'd ever dumped inside Mumungmumung had gathered in a pale, milky pool.
Mumungmumung was a slime — a species whose entire body was something like liquid. And yet every drop of semen I'd spilled inside her had collected in one place?
That was extremely suspicious.
I stared at the pool of semen gathered just a little deeper than the tip of my cock, which was currently buried inside her.
It was beyond the reach of my cock as things stood — but only because the position had me hammering her from behind against those huge, bouncy, endlessly springy hips of hers. If I switched to a position that let me drive in deeper, it felt like I could actually reach it.
Yes. For example...
"Excuse me for a moment."
Shluuuup♡
I pulled my cock out of Mumungmumung's pussy, which refused to let go of it.
With a wet pop as air rushed in, I finally extracted myself, and watched Mumungmumung turn her head to look at me. More precisely, she took in my cock and the bracelet on my wrist — the Body Checker — before her eyes met mine.
"......Why?"
Mumungmumung tilted her head, staring straight through me as she asked.
It was a little terrifying.
It felt like being stared down by a beast whose meal had just been snatched away — and that was probably no illusion.
Whether it was the way she looked at me, as if demanding to know why I'd stopped while still perfectly capable of going, or simply the atmosphere, something heavy seemed to press down on me. A suffocating feeling.
Was this that pressure thing? The one where your body instinctively cowers in front of a predator?
"Ah, that is... I was thinking we might change positions."
"...Positions?"
Perhaps because I wasn't actually trying to stop mid-way, Mumungmumung seemed to relax somewhat. And with that, the pressure bearing down on me seemed to vanish too.
But I couldn't let my guard down.
The pressure disappearing just because Mumungmumung's mood lightened didn't mean it was all in my head — it meant she had genuinely been doing something to me.
...Then again, this slime was a species that ranked far above mere humans.
I asked carefully, watching her every reaction.
"...Would that be alright?"
"Mm. Doesn't matter. As long as you fill me with semen like the contract says."
So it hadn't been my imagination that her speech was getting more fluent. Seeing her answer in full sentences — instead of the clipped, single-word bursts from the beginning — I thought to myself:
Did her intelligence rise the more semen she took in?
Or was this her normal state, and she just ran on some kind of power-saving mode the rest of the time?
I filed that away for later and spoke up.
"Then... could you lie down on the bed?"
"...Mm, like this?"
Mumungmumung lay down flat on the bed, then spread her legs apart on either side. A perfectly ordinary position — plain old missionary. But that wasn't what I wanted.
"No, a little... like this."
I took hold of Mumungmumung's legs and brought them back together. Then, holding them as they were, I lifted them up slightly.
With her hips now tilted up toward the ceiling, only her pussy peeked out coyly between her plump, pillowy thighs.
It was a breathtaking sight.
"Could you keep holding your legs like that?"
"...Mm, like this?"
"Yes, just like that."
Watching Mumungmumung hold her legs together exactly as I'd told her, I brought my cock back to that pussy of hers — clenched so tight it was hard to believe my cock had been inside it mere moments ago — and took my stance.
Bent-leg position. Or the mating press, as it's most famously known.
"Here I go."
With those words, I slowly pressed my hips down.
"Hnn, mm..."
As her folds were spread apart and my cock pushed its way inward, her semi-transparent body let me see everything plainly through it.
Little by little. Bit by bit.
I could watch my cock burrow deeper and deeper into Mumungmumung.
And when my cock finally arrived just short of the spot I'd been aiming for — where all that semen was pooling — I stopped for a moment.
Partly because I'd blow my load on the spot otherwise, and partly to gauge whether this was actually going to work.
Glancing down to check, I found it exactly as I'd expected — unlike rear-entry, even with this much inside her, she still had plenty of room to spare.
Good.
Having roughly measured the length, I pushed the rest of my cock into Mumungmumung.
"Wait a second... not there... nnh...♡"
There was a deep, pressing sensation against the tip of my cock. Something paper-thin was blocking my way in.
Positionally, it was right where I could see it — where my semen had gathered. But just shy of that exact spot, something was catching at me.
"What is this?"
Mumungmumung, being the one it belonged to, would know better than I did. When I asked with that in mind, she looked at me and answered.
"...It's called a slime, core."
A core.
The heart. The nucleus.
So... was this Mumungmumung's weak point?
Judging by its location, and the way semen gathered around it — was it something like a human uterus?
"...It's not a problem, right? It's not dangerous or anything?"
"Mm. I never thought anything would actually reach it, but... there's no way a human could pierce it anyway..."
Somehow, that remark stung my pride.
Humans can't pierce it, huh.
Old memories had surfaced, which was why I'd bothered to ask if she was okay.
Well, fair enough. She wasn't human — she was a non-human race. A slime, at that. I was the weird one for worrying about it.
"Then shall I finish putting it in? You're fine with it, right?"
"...Mm, it's fine."
She said it was fine, so I relaxed, and — somehow holding back the climax that was threatening to hit me halfway through — slammed the rest of my cock in with a single thrust.
"Ngh — ah...!"
Krrrk — creeeak...!
"Hm...?"
The something that had been pressing against my cock's tip — the thing Mumungmumung had called her core — felt like it had just been torn open.
"Wh-what... did... hnnngh♡ you, move... ohhh♡"
And then I saw her — pinned beneath me, panting with an expression of pure disbelief, her face twisted beyond recognition.
I saw it plainly: her core, the one she'd sworn no human could ever pierce, had been run straight through by my cock.
What was that about humans not being able to?
"Q-quickly... pull out... haah...♡ qui, ick...♡"
"Ah, hold on. If you move like that—"
I'd made it this far only by desperately holding back my orgasm, and now Mumungmumung suddenly trying to move her body sent a stimulation far too intense flooding into my cock, which had been straining to hold on.
So before I could even make the attempt, my cock lurched and began spilling semen.
Throb, throb♡
"Hooooh...♡ oh...♡ ohhh♡"
Receiving the semen my cock pumped out with it buried deeper than it had ever been, Mumungmumung's back arched clear off the bed.
"Haaaah...♡ ah♡ stop...♡ stop, coming...♡ the semen... nnnooo♡ the core's, turning white with... sehhmen...♡"
Watching her — of all people — beg me to stop coming, something clearly different from everything before it.
Well, I couldn't do that. The corners of my mouth began to curl up.
"Stop? How exactly am I supposed to stop?"
It wasn't a lie.
Asking someone to stop in the middle of an orgasm — that was nonsense.
"Th-that's... ooooh...♡ not... faiiir...♡ semen, not faiiir...♡"
Mumungmumung whimpered weakly as she took my load, murmuring in protest.
She could have just shoved me off by force, but whether she couldn't think of it or simply couldn't summon the strength, I had no idea.
Maybe it was the sight of her like that. Maybe it was the way her pussy clamped down harder around my cock every time my semen bleached her core a whiter white — but my already rock-hard cock felt like it was growing harder still.
Throb, throbb...♡
Only after spilling every last drop inside Mumungmumung did I look up to find her staring back at me with a blank, hollow gaze.
"Well, since it's come to this — let me knock out the remaining three quick, and then I'll pull out. That's still fine, right, ma'am?"
There was no answer.
In that case, I was free to simply proceed under the original contract.
All I had to do was fill the remaining three loads inside Mumungmumung, just as the contract said.
Well, either way. It seemed I'd finally found the thing that set me apart from every other dispenser.