Doppelganger (8)

After checking his status window, Han Yeoul realized that the incident had ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠occurred because the doppelganger onahole, lacking a sense ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠of self, couldn't control its abilities. Looking closer, the shape of the dildo the doppelganger onahole had transformed into was exactly like Yeoul's own cock.

"Whoa~ Cock~! Huh? Why'd it turn into a slime~?!"

When Slami picked up the dildo that looked just like Yeoul's cock with her tentacle, it transformed this time into Slami's form from her 1st-stage onahole days. It seemed to change into the shape of whatever genitals it came into contact with.

This made it impossible for Yeoul to use the doppelganger onahole himself.

"Slami, hold onto it like that."

When Yeoul placed his hand on the doppelganger onahole while Slami was holding it, the tentacle-hole onahole that had been Slami's reverted back to the shape of Yeoul's cock dildo. He tested it on Brina and Jeanne too, but no matter who held it, the moment Yeoul touched it, it turned into the shape of his own cock. It appeared to be the doppelganger's instinct kicking in, trying to transform into the strongest target.

"At this rate, even having the onaholes jerk me off won't work, huh?"

To copy an onahole's skills or unique abilities with Onahole Absolute Ownership, he needed to use the onahole at least once. But since it turned into the shape of his own cock the moment it touched his body, there was no way to use it.

Even if I feed it semen to grow it, without a sense of self, its ability use will remain incomplete. And I don't know any way to implant a sense of self into an onahole that lacks one.

In the end, Yeoul decided to give up on using it himself.

"Slami, eat it."

"Ooh! Really~?!"

Instead, he had Slami use Same-Species Predation to absorb the main doppelganger body.

I could sell it at the Onahole Point Shop to extract its skills and unique ability, but I don't know how many Onahole Points it'd take to buy back the A-rank Clone Creation and Doppelganger.

The F-rank skill Corpse Poison had cost 500 Onahole Points, so the points needed for an A-rank skill like Clone Creation or the unique ability Doppelganger—same rank but unique—were anyone's guess. It might even take tens of thousands of points, and in Yeoul's opinion, that many would be better spent raising his authority level instead.

If Slami absorbs the doppelganger's skills and unique ability via Same-Species Predation, that's the best outcome. Even if not, this predation is likely to influence Slami's growth.

Plus, from Slami's growth history so far, the things she'd absorbed had either influenced her development or even triggered it outright, so he expected similar results this time.

"Then, bon appétit~ Nom~"

Slami swallowed the doppelganger onahole, now shrunken to the size of a small hand onahole, in one bite and slowly melted it down like candy, absorbing it with Same-Species Predation.

The moment Slami fully absorbed the doppelganger onahole, the system message he'd hoped for appeared.

"Suddenly so sleepy.... Ungh..."

As expected, after absorbing the doppelganger onahole, Slami began her special 5th-stage growth. Yeoul stored the now-egg-formed Slami in his inventory, and then the dungeon clear system messages appeared.

By achieving even the hidden excess goal and perfectly conquering the dungeon, he'd gained boosts to his physical stats and the Doppelganger's Intact Core as a reward.

I thought turning the boss doppelganger into an onahole meant no gains, but this worked out well. I can give this to Uncle Abigail. So Slami got the biggest benefit from this dungeon?

Not only had she reached 5th-stage special growth by absorbing the doppelganger, but they'd also gotten material for equipment. Her combat power after growth completion was something to look forward to.

Yeoul checked his status window.

Clearing the 6th-grade dungeon had pushed all his stats past 40. Especially mana, his chronic weak point, had risen to match his highest stat, vitality—a meaningful milestone for Yeoul, who had trash mana affinity.

Having confirmed everything from the dungeon, Yeoul exited through the passage behind the boss room as the dungeon collapsed.

After completing the dungeon closure procedures and registering his account for the bounty payout, Yeoul finally made it home.

"Phew, somehow made it back safe."

The moment he got home, Yeoul sank into the bath in his room. In the house Han Se-ah had saved him with, one of his favorite spots was this spacious bathroom. Soaking in the oversized tub—big enough for several people—melted away his fatigue.

It had been an easier clear than expected, but a dungeon was still a dungeon. With the tension gone, mental exhaustion hit hard. His body was sturdier than ever with stats in the 40s, but mental fatigue was unavoidable.

"Times like this, a good cum—or a few—then sleep would hit the spot."

Thinking of using Brina and Jeanne after his bath—minus the growing Slami—already had blood rushing south. Jeanne's pussy was probably nearing full maturity by now. Thanks to her lavish mana spending and borrowing mana from her pussy, Yeoul had no idea how much semen he'd owe. But with his late-40s vitality, he could handle whatever volume.

Click.

"I'm coming in."

As if reading his mind, Jeanne entered ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the bathroom, her body wrapped in a bath towel. Brina often attended his baths, but he hadn't expected Jeanne alone.

"What's up?"

"Ugh... Don't be coy. You know better than anyone why I'm here."

Jeanne averted her gaze, embarrassed at taking the initiative. Then she spotted Yeoul's erect cock above the tub's water and swallowed hard before diving in.

Splash!

"Whoa?!"

Not expecting this from Jeanne, Yeoul startled. Hot bathwater displaced as her cool, soft skin pressed against him. She'd already ditched the towel, and her fully matured pussy gleamed lewdly on her lower abdomen. Pussy juice dripped like a faucet, vanilla-scented.

"...I can't hold back anymore, so take responsibility as promised."

"Must be rough, huh?"

"As if you could call that...! Ngh?!"

Jeanne glared sulkily, but Yeoul used one of her unique ability functions, Position Transfer, swapping their places. Now she was pinned under him, submerged below the water.

"Who said an onahole gets to climb on top of her master? A promise is a promise—I'll use you as you wanted."

Gape— Gape—

Jeanne flapped her mouth in protest, but her words were unintelligible underwater. Instead of replying, Yeoul locked her body and arms tight with his thighs.

"But I like my onaholes warm. So today, I'm using you just like this."

Jeanne suddenly went docile at his words, making Yeoul smirk knowingly.

"You wanted it rough like this, didn't you? You masochistic knight onahole."

No answer needed—the thickening vanilla scent in the bathwater said it all.

That day, with Brina joining late, Yeoul poured semen into his two onaholes until they passed out—a long-overdue release.