How to Wake a Sleeping Onahole
It was already 11 p.m. by the time I got home. Normally, I'd have been in bed hours ago, but thanks to Jeon So-young, I'd been tangled up in all sorts of crap and ended up staying up this late. I had to hit the dungeon tomorrow too... Eh, whatever. I could just go a bit later. An Jeong-hwa had passed out drunk anyway, so getting up early for the dungeon was out of the question. And more importantly, there was something else I needed to take care of.
Time Remaining Until Growth Complete: 0 hours (Complete)
Brina's growth was finally complete. More precisely, the Brina-hole's growth. Eager to see how the handhole version of the Brina-hole—which had just been a basic sleeve before—had changed, I hurriedly pulled it out of my inventory.
"What the...!"
Splash—
A massive pair of tits had sprouted on the Brina-hole. It was a thrilling transformation. Not just the breasts—the torso, excluding the limbs and head, was an exact replica of the original Brina's body. Unfortunately, it wasn't full size; it was about half-scale. The tits had shrunk accordingly, which was a huge letdown. Still, the overall length was around 20 cm now, making it bigger than the old handhole form. It had evolved into what people generally call a torso onahole.
And that wasn't the end of it.
"An achievement?"
Achievements like this were usually only for slaying named-grade boss monsters, and now I was getting one just for growing an onahole? On top of that, a reward of +1 to all physical stats. Judging by the "(1)" tag, it seemed like I'd keep getting this reward every time I leveled up an onahole to the next stage. It was already a blast for my own growth, but extra rewards on top? Perfect.
I dismissed the system messages and took another look at the torso-form Brina-hole.
"Does it just keep getting bigger the more it grows?"
With stage 2 looking like this, I was curious about stage 3, so I checked the description.
Your onahole grows by consuming semen. Higher stages require more semen.
Stage 1: A standard onahole. Implements features of the base material.
Stage 2 (100mL): The onahole gains the base material's torso. Shares form with previous stage.
Stage 3 (250mL): Information unavailable.
"250mL? If I play my cards right, I could grow it again today?"
Stage 3 details were locked like before, but I could see the semen requirement. 250mL was just a bit more than what I'd dumped into her twice last time. I still had about 27mL left from using Brina, so if I managed it well, I could hit the next stage today. Now that it was a mid-sized torso hole instead of a handhole, I'd probably cum even more than yesterday.
"Ooh, nice and toasty."
I grabbed those huge tits that had caught my eye the moment I pulled it out. Smaller than the original, sure, but each breast was still too big to fit in one hand. The originals were head-sized, so even scaled down, that volume didn't go anywhere. Despite their size, they held their shape perfectly, jiggling enticingly as I squeezed. The heavy weight hid a softness and warmth that seeped into my palms. And the Brina-hole's temperature felt noticeably warmer than before. As a handhole, it had just a slight heat, but this seemed to be a new stage 2 feature.
I recalled a documentary saying smaller animals have higher body temps. High goblins were only half human height anyway, so a Brina-hole made from her running hotter than human body temp made sense.
"Still out cold, huh?"
Nearly a full day later, and Brina—the ego inside the Brina-hole—showed no signs of waking. I'd expected a barrage of curses the second I pulled it out.
"Hmm..."
After using an onahole with a personality once, it felt empty without Brina's voice. Her lewd chatter while I used it made it feel like real sex—the ultimate immersion. So I pondered how to wake her up. Then my eyes landed on the tips of those big tits, still huge relative to the torso.
Twitch—
Twitch—
Even with my sudden touch, the pink nipples atop those massive breasts were swollen huge. This lewd onahole, feeling all stimulation as pleasure, was faithfully doing its job of turning me on, conscious or not. Mesmerized, I touched a nipple on the Brina-hole.
"Whoa..."
Chewy was the only word for the texture. Hotter than the rest, each nipple was swollen to the size of a pinky's last knuckle. I pinched and twisted with my fingers, pressed hard, even rubbed both nipples together. Each time, the Brina-hole twitched and leaked lube from below.
Watching that, curiosity struck.
"I wonder if lube comes out of the tits too?"
With how outlandish this Unique Authority was, maybe? Like milking a cow, I stroked from the base of the breast to the nipple, squeezing.
-Ng, kuh...
No lube, but the nipple flushed red-hot and twitched, and I heard Brina's faint voice. The ongoing stimulation must be rousing her. More intense stim might fully wake her, so I squeezed and stroked again.
"Should I ask?"
Her areolas gathered between my fingers, nipples swollen cherry-red. They looked ripe, so I opened wide and sucked both into my mouth.
-Ng, ungh...
No real taste. But sucking and nibbling elicited faint moans from Brina. Pure pleasure without resistance—her unconscious gasps drove me to lash my tongue wildly over the nipples.
-Ah, ahn...♥
Brina's sweet moans echoed in my head. Just from that, my dick was rock-hard. I wanted to slam into her pussy right then, but stubbornness kicked in—I'd wake her with just her tits. I tongued harder.
-Ng, uuuht♥ Ah♥ Hnng♥
I flicked side to side, teasing the tips relentlessly, then sucked with all my might. Her moans grew so intense, she had to be awake by now. But no matter how much I teased, no full consciousness. Getting frustrated, I clamped a nipple between my teeth and crunched down hard.
-Eek♥ Oof♥ Crunch♥
Instant reaction. The masochistic Brina-hole turned the pain into ecstasy, squirting lube like a tidal wave from her pussy while bucking wildly. So violent it nearly slipped from my grip on her torso. I clamped harder with my hands—and jaws. Unintentionally, my teeth crushed the nipple flat.
-Kyak...! Ah...! Ack!!♥ Agggyaaaaah!!!♥♥
The most intense cry yet exploded—not a moan, a scream. Her hypersensitive nipples utterly pulverized; the pain must be immense. All converted to pleasure.
-Wha♥ What the fuuuck♥ Uwoook♥ Kkuuuh♥ Kkuuuooooook♥?! It huuuurts...!♥ Why..?!♥♥
Her mind snapped back the instant her nipple was chomped off, but the pleasure wave hit immediately, leaving her screaming moans. Logic screamed pain, body pure bliss—sensory chaos amid endless orgasms.
-Uwoook♥ S-stop..♥ Don't wanna feel it...♥ Koooook♥
Pain from the severed nipple kept converting to pleasure, forcing orgasm after orgasm regardless of her will. Her body betrayed her, amplifying the ecstasy and overwhelming her mind. Caught off-guard by the violent chain of climaxes, Brina felt her consciousness fading again.
'No, not again. If this keeps up...'
Even in this absurd hell—violence waking her just to knock her out again—she clung to awareness. Her body yielded too easily to his tricks, but as a soldier of the great Demon Lord's army, her mind wouldn't break. Miserable as she was, reduced to a human's fucktoy, she'd endure for her chance at revenge. These vulgar moans were his doing, she told herself, steeling her resolve.
But that vow shattered the moment something hot and thick pressed against her pussy entrance.
-Ah...♥
"Can't hold back anymore. You're awake now, right?"
As that thing from last night—the one that ravaged her whole body—slowly slid in, Brina realized it. No matter her thoughts, she was already enslaved to this. The irreplaceable fulfillment of her life's goal surged as it split her in half, and for the first time, she moaned of her own will.
-Ugoooooooooh♥♥♥