Meat Toilet No. 1
"Mmmn~..."
"Awake already, sweetie?"
"Yeah, Mom."
Judging by the clock, I'd dozed off for about half an hour.
The moment I opened my eyes, Mom was there, smiling down at me. As feeling woke up in my body, I found a soft breast settled into my palm, and my cock still buried in that delightful little hole, twitching away.
"Haah♥"
Mom shivered as she felt my cock stir inside her. My cum still clung stickily to the walls of her pussy.
"How was your sex ed with Mom?"
"The best. I think we'll be doing this a lot from now on."
Knead, knead. Knead, knead.
"Whenever my son wants it, he can have it anytime♥"
She said it while I fondled her breast, nothing but a blissful smile on her face.
"It's almost time for Jihye to come home. Let's clean up."
"Okay."
I had no intention of laying a hand on my little sister yet. Not that I never would — of course I would. But I wanted to see my snippy little sister come undone and get honest with me first, so I was still working out the how of it.
"All clean!"
We scrubbed the bathroom and Mom's room until they sparkled, then settled side by side on the couch.
"Doing this really makes it feel like Mom's her son's female now."
"Isn't she?"
"You'd really let Mom belong to her own son?"
"Obviously. Why else would I have fucked your pussy in the first place?"
"Aaahh♥ I'm so happy♥"
Mom was so overjoyed that tears shimmered in her eyes. In this world, becoming a man's female was counted the greatest joy there was.
"'Female' is fine and all, but wouldn't 'meat toilet' suit you better?"
"Wh-what?! Mom, a meat toilet!?"
Not allowed, huh?
And here I'd assumed Mom, a Yukyugwon graduate and all, would be thrilled?
"W-well, of course Mom would be truly, honestly happy, but... if a female as old as me went around calling herself a meat toilet, the other females might look down on her, and..."
She dredged up one excuse after another, but boiled down to a single sentence, it all amounted to this: she felt the title was wasted on the likes of her. It wasn't that she disliked it — she seemed overwhelmed, like someone handed a gift far too extravagant to accept.
Sure, there were plenty of other women who got me hot... but right now, nothing turned me on more than Mom.
I'd grown up without a mother. Which was exactly why the maternal warmth I'd felt in Mom's embrace was a sensation no other woman on earth could ever give me.
"Mom."
"Y-yes?"
"From now on, you're my meat toilet."
"Ah... y-yes, of course♥"
No matter how highly a woman thought of herself, however she tried to refuse, a single word from a man settled everything. She didn't even have the right to say no.
"If you understand, then say it with your own mouth."
"O-okay♥"
Her body trembled as though keyed up with nerves — yet a bright smile was painted across Mom's face, brimming with a happiness like a lifelong wish finally granted.
"I am♥..."
Mom climbed down off the couch and squatted before me, legs spread in vulgar openness as she peered up at my face. She took the position as naturally as if she'd always known this was where she belonged. Even that was obscenely arousing.
"From this moment on, I am my son's personal meat toilet♥ Please use me anytime you wish♥"
"Good. Well done, Mom."
"Thank you. Mmmngh♥"
At the stroke of my hand over her hair, she closed her eyes and quivered with delight. Even her speech had gone formal and deferential.
"You can talk to me casually, you know."
"But for a meat toilet to address her master so casually..."
"I just told you I'm your master now, didn't I? Do I have to spell it out?"
"I-I'm sorry. Son♥"
So, Mom was a meat toilet now. But this being her first time, she was still plenty awkward in the role. Me, on the other hand — the world might be new to me, but this experience was anything but.
After all, about five of the women I'd met back home had been wired exactly this way.
Most of those hadn't lasted long enough for me to plumb the depths of their tastes, but there had been masochistic females who bared their own lewdness right from the first meeting. Which meant I already knew full well how to handle them.
"Can't even follow your son's orders properly. What, want to go straight back to being an ordinary mom?"
"I-I'm sorry, son!! Mom is so, so sorry she didn't listen to you. Please forgive me♥"
Even I found the threat absurd, but Mom panicked in dead earnest.
"When you've been bad, you get punished. Present that ass here."
"Okay — right here♥"
Mom whirled around and pushed her rear out without a second's hesitation. One look at that big, luscious, pretty ass and my arousal came flooding up.
And now that's an ass I get to handle however I please, for the rest of my life.
SMACK!!
"Hnnnngh!?♥"
I brought my palm down hard on that ass that made my mouth water just to look at it. Her cheeks rippled with the sharp crack, and my handprint settled over them like a mark of ownership.
"Oohh....Oooh♥"
"Feeling it even while you're being punished, huh? You were born for this, Mom. A meat toilet through and through."
"Thank y... th-thank you. Son♥"
Mom was such a genuine masochist that the polite speech spilled out of her on its own. With the mother I'd only ever dreamed of finally mine, a smile of pure contentment crept over my face too.
"Maybe I should work at a host bar or something and earn some money here."
That was the Goddess's voice I'd heard before coming to this world — probably promising something insanely hot and filthy, knowing her. She wanted me to save the world with my power, but frankly, saving the world bored me to tears. I just planned to flex my ability to the fullest and enjoy myself.
"A host bar? What's that?"
"Huh? Ah..."
Guess they don't have those here. Men wouldn't be doing that kind of work in this world, so there'd be no such place to begin with.
Tch. What a waste.
In my past life, that had been a place I worked at regularly — all the varied women you could devour, to your heart's content.
"Do you perhaps mean a girl bar?"
"What's a girl bar?"
A girl bar, not a host bar?
"It's a place called a girl's bar. Females dress up as men — all brazen about it, too — and strut around playing the gentleman in front of other females."
"So that kind of thing exists here, huh..."
Well, when simply meeting a man was a rare event to begin with, I supposed even a substitute had its market.
"Still, you must never set foot in a place like that. It's illegal, you know."
"Got it. Don't worry."
Besides, why on earth would I go somewhere where females play at being men?
"Isn't there someplace I could work while getting a decent amount of pussy on the side..."
Mom was lovely, but a man couldn't settle for one or two women. And just drifting around picking off random females sounded boring...
"There's not another man in the whole world as interested in females as you are, son."
"You think? I bet if I looked, I'd find one or two more."
"But never one to rival you, son♥"
Mom gave her hips a saucy little roll, coaxing me with a sly shake of her ass. The display was so hot I reached over and gave it a fondle.
"For someone like you, son, working at Yukyugwon might be just the thing♥"
"Yukyugwon?"
"Mm. They're hiring at the very academy Jihye attends, remember?"
"What are you talking about?"
Yukyugwon, taking men on as staff? Now that piqued my interest.
"A cock teacher♥"
At a profession I'd never even heard of in porn, I blanked for a moment. A cock teacher...
Isn't that my calling to the letter?
I had no idea what the job actually entailed, but the name alone already sounded like my destiny.
"Do you need a teaching license for that?"
"Oh, come now~ A man deigning to work for them — why would they ever demand credentials?♥"
Mom pressed her ass up against my cock and swayed it, subtle but unmistakable. It resembled her move from the bathroom, except this time her hips rolled more blatantly, more obscenely.
"All you need is this magnificent cock of yours♥"
"That does sound damn tempting... Mm."
Cock teacher at Yukyugwon... Yeah, I'd look into it tomorrow.
"But first — I'm going to feast on this slutty ass of yours!"
Slam!
"Hnnnnngh♥♥"
One hour until Jihye came home. Until then, I spent the time getting deliciously filthy with Mom, my own meat toilet.
The next day arrived, crisp and bright.
"I'm off~"
"See you later~"
My little sister Jihye headed off to school in that uniform of hers, as mouthwatering as ever. Mom's shift started a little later, but right now she was busy with something far more important.
"Mmph. Slrrp. Hahh. Mmph♥"
"So I just apply here?"
"Looks that way. Mmmphh♥"
Seated at the desk, I fired off my application to Yukyugwon for the cock teacher post on my laptop. The posting said they were recruiting year-round, so apparently I could apply whenever it suited me.
"Officially, the listing calls it 'male sex-ed instructor.'"
"Yes, though everyone just calls them cock teachers♥"
Fair enough — when the whole job consisted of nothing but cock-related work, the nickname fit like a glove.
A cock teacher's role was to school the females aspiring to become meat toilets, getting them accustomed to cock and granting them real, hands-on experience. Put simply: fuck them silly and break them in. A profession tailor-made for my particular talents.
"Did they even have this back when you were a student, Mom?"
"Nope. Mwah. Mmmh♥ Cock teachers hardly ever get brought in in the first place, you see."
For the record, there wasn't one even now, with Jihye enrolled. Word was that across Yukyugwon's entire history, the total span a cock teacher had been on staff added up to about a year. Set against a hundred years of academy history, that made it a profession that had existed for the blink of an eye. Practically a cryptid.
"Mm... done!"
I filled the thing out in short order. Unlike your average application, there was nothing to write beyond a name, age, and phone number. Aside from the bizarre 'Are you a male?' checkbox popping up four or five times along the way, there was hardly a field to touch.
"Then I just wait for them to get back to me..."
Ding~
"Hm?"
I was holding Mom's head, all set to enjoy myself to the fullest today, when an email landed. From Yukyugwon.
I'd passed four seconds after submitting my application. There was still an interview left to do, but at this point that was a formality anyway.
"Congratulations, son♥"
Mom celebrated right along with me, my cock still clamped in her mouth. The sight was too much to resist — I bore down on her head and drove my cock deep into her throat.
"Thanks, Mom. I'm heading to the interview today, in fact — so before I go, let me pump your throat-pussy nice and full!"
"Mmph. Glck. Mmph♥"
When I grabbed Mom's head and worked it like an onahole, she was beside herself with joy — sucking away at my cock with total devotion and a lewd smile plastered across her lips.
"Here it comes!!"
Splurrrt!
Splurt!
"Mmmph♥...glk...glck♥...slrrp♥"
Cum backed up and overflowed from her nose and mouth, leaving her a debauched mess — and yet even now, Mom's filthy, obscene face made my blood surge.
"Present your pussy!"
"Yes, son♥"
She obeyed so promptly that her hesitation about becoming my meat toilet yesterday felt like a lie.
Slam!
"Haaaahn♥"
After that searing time with Mom, the afternoon rolled around; I set my interview appointment and set out.
The academy that raises meat toilets.
To Yukyugwon.