A Mother's Crumbling Resolve
"Haa..."
Every time Park Ayoung thought about the treatment Arthur had told her about, she couldn't help but sigh. She'd lost her husband years ago and had built an iron wall against any man who approached, let alone dated. Now, she was facing the reality of having to fuck—not even a man, but a woman—with a cock.
Click...
There are futanarians too... But fucking a futanarian still feels like cheating with a real man.
Scrolling through the Black Market's list of sex slaves, Ayoung excluded all the futanarian ones from her potential partners. Even if a futanarian started as a woman, once fused with a parasitic dick and sprouting a manhood, having sex with one felt like a betrayal of her husband.
"But... can I really do this? Me?"
She murmured worriedly, staring at women in lewd lingerie or completely naked. With her libido suppressed by the inhibitors, she felt no arousal—just embarrassment at the pathetic sight of herself ogling them.
"I can't pick at all."
Click...!
Unable to choose because none of the women appealed to her, Ayoung closed the window, leaned back in her chair, and shut her eyes. She wasn't mentally ready yet and just wanted to sort her thoughts for a bit...
Grr rumble...
"Eut..."
The growling from her stomach interrupted her.
"...I already ate!"
Ayoung yelled at her belly. She'd already eaten a "normal person's" portion of her own home-cooked lunch.
Grr rumble... Grr rumble...!
"No... absolutely not."
Her body, demanding energy for its growth, kept making her feel hungrier, urging her to eat more.
Grr rumble!!!
"Hngh...!"
The appetite clawed at her mind, flooding it with images of pizza, chicken, sushi, and other high-calorie foods, shaking her resolve. It was a side effect of the drug. Even half a pill ramped up other desires like crazy to suppress the built-up lust... the kind of side effect that broke people.
"No...! I won't eat! I won't...!"
Ayoung clutched her head and shouted as if yelling at someone.
If I give in once, I won't stop... And the more I eat, the lewder and trashier my body gets, and my cock grows bigger...
She already knew from Arthur that she got erections in her sleep, her body using stored nutrients to secrete male and female hormones, developing more with each passing day.
"Even if it kills me... I won't eat...!"
Her bloodshot eyes chewed the words as she gripped the mouse again, searching for a woman to fuck. To escape this hell of surging desires, her only option was to relieve her lust quickly and delay the next dose.
Click— Click—
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Click— Click—
A week passed.
What do I do?! I can't find a woman...!
Ayoung still hadn't found a whore to fuck. Was it her aversion as a woman to rape another woman? Maybe at first.
"Haa... haa..."
But as days turned into a week, the dam of lust—too much for half-pills to hold—started overflowing bit by bit.
Twitch... Twitch...
As blood slowly filled the spongy tissue of her flaccid cock...
Th-this woman's tits are huge... Wonder if they could wrap around my dick.
Her pussy entrance is such a pretty pink...? Shoving my black cock into a hole like that... Nghhh...!
She looks so slutty... lewd as hell! This one's perfect...!
With her male instincts awakened, Ayoung ogled the site's sex slaves like a horny teenage boy in puberty, her eyes glazing over with futanarian heat.
"Y-yeah! This one's it!"
Lust overrode her aversion, letting her pick without hesitation.
Owners of monster cocks 25cm+ cannot purchase this product!
"Again?!"
Every time she clicked a sex slave, a size restriction blocked the purchase.
My dick size...
It was over 25cm erect even before, and now even bigger—no way to lie it was under 20cm.
"For 20cm+, you have to bring the slave home outright or buy a futanarian female sex slave?"
The first was impossible since she lived with her daughter Ara. The second? She couldn't betray her husband by fucking a woman with even a trace of male body—a cock—mixed in.
"Maybe ask Arthur...?"
She felt bad for relying on him again, but he was the only one who always had answers and kept her going. Ayoung pulled out her smartphone.
Ring ring— Ring ring—
Static—!
"Um, Arthur... it's not something else. About the lust solution...?"
"I...! My cock's too big, and I'm hitting purchase limits..."
Ayoung blushed, embarrassed, as she spoke.
"Huh? An item?"
Click—!
The window she hadn't clicked switched to a product intro.
A syringe...?
In the center of the monitor: images of a syringe and a vial, with the product name below.
Vagina Muscle Relaxant
"...!"
She didn't know exactly what it meant, but from the name, it was a drug to loosen a woman's pussy.
So it makes even my monster cock fit...?
Feeling a spark of hope that she might insert into a normal woman, Ayoung eagerly read the product description below.
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Troubled by your massive cock size?!
Worried about hurting your fuck partner?
We've got the perfect item for you!
A special drug developed by analyzing the white fluid parasitic dicks inject during parasitism!
Just inject below the navel—bam! A stretchy pussy that accepts any cock!
* Vaginal shape reverts after a set time post-use.
"Th-there's really a drug like this?"
Skeptical yet hopeful—after all, Alex Parker's dick had been too big for her originally, but the white fluid relaxed her vaginal muscles for parasitism.
"Y-you did that for all of them... for me?"
"Thank you... Arthur."
Bang—! Bang—!
Gunshots...?
"A-are you okay?! Arthur?"
From Alex's memories, she recognized the noises as gunshots and asked frantically.
Click—
Arthur hung up abruptly, his voice breathless and unlike his usual calm politeness.
Something really happening...?
She worried briefly, but with Alex's memories, Ayoung knew gunfights were everyday in the underworld for a normal housewife like her.
...I couldn't help anyway.
With that thought, she clicked confirm on the Vagina Muscle Relaxant set and refocused on picking her fuck.
Ding dong—
The package arrived incredibly fast, as always—the very next lunch after confirming.
"Yes! I'll get it...!"
Creeak—
"...?"
Expecting Ben Arthur, Ayoung opened the door to find only the box. Puzzled, she glanced around, then picked it up.
He always delivered personally... Did something really happen?
Two worries gnawed at her. One was kind concern for Arthur, with whom she'd grown fond. The other...
What if he can't deliver the girl...?
Yes! Ayoung had already bought a sex slave!
Her voluptuous, soft body will satisfy the buyer!
The slave Ayoung chose was a normal woman, not futanarian: short-haired, gentle-looking, with big ass and tits (though not as big as hers). Alex Parker might've picked a haughty bitch, but for Ayoung—new to sex as a "male"—she went for someone meek and accommodating.
"No... the package came fine? She'll come for sure."
Ayoung muttered to reassure her anxious self.
Twitch... Twitch...
Lately, half-pills weren't enough; blood rushed to her cock more each day, lust building. Not a full erection yet, just semi-swollen.
In a few days, it'll be a real hard-on...
She needed a woman, aversion be damned.
She'll come... she'll come...
Seven days passed, the slave's ETA.
"Whoa... They say futanarians are superhumans, and yeah, they're taking down illegal groups left and right."
Jo Ara, off from the hospital, commented while watching TV.
"..."
"Huh? Mom, why's your face so pale?"
"Oh... n-no! Just scary. Whew~ Scary that such illegal groups were in the country..."
"But they're caught now, so that's good!"
"Y-yeah..."
Ayoung replied to hide her shock from Ara, then refolded the towel on her lap.
Thud... Thud...
But unlike before, it wouldn't fold right, slipping from her hands.
No way... No way, right...?
Her black eyes trembled violently toward the TV.
The day before the slave's arrival, she'd called Ben Arthur to check the time.
The number you have dialed is no longer in service...
His emergency line, always connecting despite noise, was now "no longer in service."
Click— Click—
This site address has been blocked domestically...
Even her usual Black Market site showed a national block warning. Feeling intense unease since then...
If B Corp is the Black Market...?
The news made it impossible for Ayoung to stay calm.
"A-Ara, sorry, can you finish folding the laundry?"
"Huh? Mom, something wrong?"
"Just... remembered something urgent..."
"Got it! I'll handle it all, Mom. Go do your thing."
Thanking her brightly smiling daughter, Ayoung hurried to her room.
Click.
She locked the door, knelt by the bedside drawer, and...
Slide...
Opened the middle drawer, checking the contents one by one.
First: the glass vial of Vagina Muscle Relaxant, injection syringe, and special alcohol swabs to hide injection marks.
Around them: bags of powder—the aphrodisiac and sleeping pills included with the set.
Rustle— Rustle—
"..."
Pulling out a familiar pill pack amid the drugs, Ayoung stared worriedly at the 10 pills.
Half each... only lasts 20 days...
"Should've stocked up on inhibitors... Stupid me. Haa..."
The pills felt like poison destroying her; not reordering had become a huge problem now that her Black Market link was severed.
Twitch... Twitch...
Feeling her cock subtly pulsing inside the chastity cage...
What do I do now...?
Ayoung's face filled with utter despair.