Aphrodisiac Injection into the Onahole Womb
One prime example of using aphrodisiacs on onaholes was none other than Oliver Moore from America. Even among S-rank hunters, his Nuclear Punch was renowned as the pinnacle of destructive power, and after entering the Tower, he returned stronger than ever—utterly incomparable to his former self.
That sparked rumors that entering the Tower granted a second unique ability. But from what I remembered, my parents—who had also ventured into the Tower—never awakened anything like that. So maybe there was something else at play. It turned out they had been offered apostleships inside the Tower and accepted. My parents must have either not received the offer or turned it down.
“Then, is there a god of onaholes or something?”
-At least I've never heard of such a god.
“Then what the hell is my authority?”
-You think I'd know just because you ask?
“Hmm, what about divinity?”
-I don't know much about divinity either. Hey, wait! Don't move! I really don't know! All I know is that divinity becomes a god's power. In the first place, why would I have detailed intel on the enemy leaders—the gods themselves!
“Fair point. But you still shouldn't have talked like that.”
-What the fu— Nghiiiik?! ♥
I seized Brina's hips and rubbed my glans along the edge of her cervix, centering on the uterine ostium. Still hypersensitive from the prior stimulation, Brina wailed in protest, her body convulsing wildly.
-Hyaak ♥ Kkhut...! Why?! I told you everything you asked...?! ♥
“Your tone was just too cheeky.”
-That's so unfairrr... ♥
“Then you should've answered straight without all the hemming and hawing.”
-Hiiiik?! ♥
I pulled my cock back slightly, then slammed down hard enough that Brina's ass pressed flush against the dip in my iliopsoas. My glans crashed into her womb with a thud, only to slide sideways under the pressure, bulging out between her tits in a lewd outline.
-Ook... ♥ Oooook?! ♥ Th-that's dangerous... ♥♥ My belly's gonna get pierced...!! ♥♥
“It won't pierce from this. Your durability might take a hit, though. Whew, I can even feel your tits like this?”
-You're doing something so messed up with my bodyyy... ♥
Even as she tried to speak properly, the brain-melting intensity reduced her to slurred moans. Brina felt like she was going insane. But as an onahole, pleasure was a sensation she had to accept fully—no escape unless through orgasmic release via ejaculation. That meant she had no choice but to endure the feeling of her own tits rubbing and titfucking the glans protruding from her chest, just like a paizuri.
Even under such brutal use, all she felt was bliss and ecstasy. Brina despaired once more.
'I'm used to enduring pain... but if this pleasure keeps going, how much longer can I hold out?'
Pain was better, honestly. It was proof of life, a massive trigger for survival instincts. Living beings were built to endure suffering with patience, but designed to crumble easily against pleasure. Brina, who had clawed through countless hellscapes, knew this all too well.
A warrior who never broke under the cruelest torture would still submit if addicted to drugs, drowned in ecstasy, then cut off cold. Pleasure was that potent a weapon against any living thing.
She wasn't truly alive anymore, reduced to feeling only ecstasy and that human bastard's touch. Her chances of resisting felt slimmer than ever. Could she really hold out until some uncertain opportunity arose? Wouldn't it just be easier to surrender to this bliss?
He'd said he had no intention of killing her. Living like this might not be so bad.
'What am I thinking...!'
In the haze of brain-frying pleasure, Brina shook her fading mind back to clarity.
'Lady Demon God wouldn't abandon me.'
She was an elite high goblin, personally empowered by a fragment of the Demon God herself—practically on par with the gods' apostles. A hero of her race, blessed by the Demon God. Sure, she'd been summoned to some unknown space mid-battle while gravely wounded, reduced to a midday fucktoy for a lowly human. But if she could just reach the Demon God's gaze, salvation was certain. Her faith remained unshaken.
'Yeah, just endure a bit longer. He can't keep this up all day.'
That optimistic thought stemmed from ignorance of Han Yeoul's lust, his Semen Enhancement skill, and the true might of his authority, Master of Onaholes.
And Han Yeoul had no plans to finish with Brina after just once or twice today.
Titfucking her glans with her own breasts looked great visually but lacked the stimulation he'd hoped for, so he gripped her hips again and resumed thrusting deep. Spotting her weakness to cervical play, he relentlessly targeted her womb, stabbing inward.
“Seriously, why won't this womb open?”
-Th-there! Kkhuhik?! ♥ That's not a place for anything to go in the first plaaace?! ♥♥
“Who doesn't know that? But if an onahole has a womb, isn't it obviously there for womb-fucking?”
-You're insane...!! Ughuk ♥♥
Unfortunately, Brina's imagination of what she might endure paled against the 'common sense' of Earth's modern perversions Han Yeoul had grown up with. The sexual fantasies born from civilization's depravities would always outstrip her wildest guesses.
The unheard-of notion of womb-fucking shook the resolve she'd just reaffirmed.
“C'mon, open up. Open!”
-Kkuk! Ook ♥ Ooggguk?! ♥♥ Ah ♥
Squish—thud! Squish—thud!
Now flat on the bed, he propped Brina-hole into reverse cowgirl, gripped her pelvic area, slammed her down, and bucked his hips upward to spear his cock at her uterine ostium.
-It won't open...! ♥ It's not meant to opennnook ♥♥
“Why wouldn't an onahole womb open? Everything opens if you stab it enough!”
-Oooook!! ♥♥
Even as he stabbed relentlessly enough to half-shatter her mind again, her cervix showed no sign of yielding.
'Is it really not gonna open?'
She didn't seem to be forcibly resisting. She lacked the sanity for that anyway. Maybe the womb-fuck function just wasn't unlocked yet—a teaser to make you crave faster growth to the next stage.
'If the cock won't fit... maybe cum will?'
Last time, his glans had slipped mid-ejaculation, shooting right into her cervix. So what if he locked the tip precisely on the ostium from the start? With Semen Enhancement boosting volume and force, it might punch through.
It sounded a bit crazy, but men were creatures who tried insane ideas the moment they popped into their heads. Curious what Brina would do if her womb got flooded, he ramped up the tempo.
Open the womb entrance.
-Ngoook?! ♥ I keep telling you it won't pierce...!
“Doesn't work, huh.”
Even channeling mana through his Onahole Absolute Dominion authority yielded no give. At this point, it seemed the authority itself hadn't yet permitted access to her womb's depths. Still, he felt her cervix twitch ever so slightly under the power's touch—Brina reacting strongly to the sensation there too.
And he had one trump card left unused.
Retrieved aphrodisiac syringe obtained from the thugs.
It was the aphrodisiac syringe looted from those punks—effective even on awakeners, so maybe on onaholes too. Time to test if her cervix could hold out against both authority and drugs.
Poke—
-Wh-what?!
The cold, sharp needle—not his cock—piercing her body startled Brina with its alien sensation, but it was too late.
Squirt—
-What... Ughk? Ohuk?! ♥ Uhoooooook?!?!?!?!? ♥♥♥♥
Injecting the aphrodisiac straight into where her womb would be sent Brina into a frenzy of moans, her body thrashing wildly. Even for a human-sized creature, one full dose turned people into pleasure-addled wrecks. Dumping the entire thing into her tiny onahole frame would've killed a living being via shock on the spot.
But Brina was an onahole. The drug absorbed instantly, unleashing pure estrus effects.
Peck—peck—
Her cervix spasmed in confusion, gaping slightly like a pussy entrance. He confirmed a sliver of possibility—it might actually open now.
“Time to shatter your mind for good.”
Grabbing the hips of the Brina-hole riding him cowgirl-style, he smashed her down with womb-crushing force.
-Aghuk?! ♥♥ Gyahak!! ♥♥♥