That's Enough for Today
The sound of fingers snapping carried so clearly, so chillingly from a distance that I stopped dead without even realizing it. Anyone would freeze if every memory of what that bitch had done to them across a hundred playthroughs came flooding back all at once.
"Young lady, please… i-it hurts so much. Please stop…"
"No♥"
Leatris was laughing her head off in a voice so bright and cheerful it was almost refreshing. A handful of extra schoolgirls who looked like her hangers-on had joined in, all of them tormenting the servant together. They'd stripped his pants off and were grinding their heels into his cock while snapping his fingers one by one, playing a little game of who-can-hold-back-their-moans.
"How is it? You like getting your dick stepped on, you worthless piece of shit?"
Leatris's voice was crystal-clear and sunny. Not the kind of voice you'd expect in a porn game — more like the childhood-friend character in some Japanese rom-com anime. Short bob haircut, absurdly huge tits… a sports-club childhood friend, basically. That was the vibe.
The gap between what she was doing and how she sounded made it all the more unnerving. It felt like staring at a real psychopath. That she could destroy a person in a voice that cheerful. The male servant was clamping his mouth shut, desperately holding back tears. It had to hurt like hell.
I knew that feeling better than anyone.
My teeth ground together.
Maybe it was because I'd been in that exact position myself. I found myself slipping into the servant's place more than I meant to. And I was thinking that I didn't want him to suffer any longer.
I pulled out the Time Stopper on the spot. Looked around. Four of Leatris's goons. One male servant. The other girls and the faculty were all busy prepping for class, so the garden was completely empty.
Even if things went sideways, if I could just shake four bitches I might still make a run for it. As insurance I'd already bought a Mana Suppressor with the money I'd shaken out of Isabella. I took a deep breath and activated the Time Stopper.
The world's time has been frozen for 5 minutes.
Only the caster may move.
"Purchase Personality Jelly."
You fucking bitch.
You're dying today.
I walked straight toward Leatris without a second of hesitation. The cunt was frozen mid-cackle, wearing the kind of delighted expression you'd expect from someone watching a comedy. Her hangers-on were locked in place too, all of them mid-laugh.
I'd deal with those bitches later. Leatris first. I circled around behind her, then yanked her stockings and panties down in one clean motion. Perfect. Her asshole was right there, twitching. Not much time left. I had to hurry.
"Still, fuck. Way easier to crack than the upperclassmen from the mid-to-late game."
The upper years threw around every kind of ultra-high-tier magic imaginable. Time stop, mana suppression — there was a real chance none of it would work on them. Luckily I was only dealing with first-years, so a Time Stopper was enough to take them down this cleanly.
I jammed the syringe needle into Leatris's asshole without hesitation and shoved the Personality Jelly in hard. The jelly slid in slowly, and every time it did her lower belly bulged and writhed. Hot, honestly. True to being a porn-game heroine, the bitch had a ridiculously lewd body.
And once the personality excretion was done, she was destined to become my new toy.
"Good. Injection complete."
Personality absorption will complete in 2 minutes.
Please proceed with genetic imprinting.
"I know. I know."
I dropped my pants and pulled out my thick cock. The sight of Leatris just standing there blankly, unable to do a thing, was insanely hot. And beyond that, the sheer pleasure of finally getting revenge on this fucking bitch had my brain in a state of pure, screaming excitement.
That piece-of-shit cunt.
The one who'd snapped my fingers, crushed my balls underfoot, and casually kicked me in the crotch whenever she got bored. Across a hundred playthroughs the roguelike variance had shifted the details here and there, but one thing never changed — she was an extreme sadist to the core.
A bitch I wanted to tear apart.
From the first time she got her hands on me in this place until now, I'd prayed every single day for a moment like this. And finally the chance had come.
"You fucking bitch!!!!!!"
No foreplay, no nothing — I slammed my cock, swollen thick with revenge, straight into her asshole. The hot, sticky grip of her rectum clamping down, the soft jelly bumping against my glans — it was genuinely the best thing I'd ever felt.
Anal sex.
The absolute best.
I ravaged her asshole like a madman, wet squelching sounds filling the air as intestinal fluid poured out of her. I put everything into rolling my hips while groping those uselessly oversized tits through her uniform blouse and jacket.
Firm.
About the same size as Isabella's, but somehow much springier. A whole different texture. My hands and cock were happy, and so were my nose and eyes. The visual of her hair and tits bouncing hard every time I thrust, plus the thick female scent rolling off her in waves — it was peak arousal, pure and simple.
"You fucking bitch… all this time, you just had to!!!"
I poured every drop of rage and resentment into plowing that cunt's rear end. Intestinal fluid kept dripping out with wet, sticky sounds — she was clearly worked up. But her face and body didn't change at all. Well, of course not. Time was stopped.
After about a minute of furiously pounding the second fucking bitch, I came with explosive force. The physical pleasure was one thing, but the feeling of punishing this piece-of-shit with my cock felt even better.
I pumped load after load into her guts, then pulled out.
Genetic imprinting complete.
Personality absorption complete.
Congratulations!! You have acquired your second Flesh Doll!!!
"Apply every physical modification and command I used on Isabella. Same settings."
Settings confirmed. Commands and physical modifications applied.
Having done it once already made this so much easier. Now this bitch was in the exact same position as Isabella. She just didn't know it yet, with time still frozen.
"Here's an order. Come to Isabella Rumion's room this evening. You fucking bitch. I'm going to wreck you properly there."
Command registered!
I pulled my pants back up and fixed Leatris's clothes so they looked normal again. This fucking bitch still frozen mid-cackle, with no idea her personality had already been drained out — I couldn't wait to see how her face would change tonight. I made her a promise. Everything she'd done to me, she was getting back in full.
Time Stop remaining: 3 minutes.
Hmm. Three minutes left. I started to wonder what to do with them, then realized I didn't need to wonder at all.
"These fucking bitches."
The hangers-on still frozen mid-laugh beside Leatris caught my eye. I clenched my fist.
These cunts had nothing going for them — not the tits, not the figures, not the faces. Back in Korea they might've been average or better, but next to this porn game's heroines they were extras, pure and simple. Lower tier.
I had no interest in spending time training bitches like these.
"I'll just give you a free beating instead. You fucking bitches."
Fist clenched, I walked up to the group. Then, with the exact same motion as hitting a punching machine, I drove my fist deep into the first bitch's solar plexus.
The dent stayed. Her midsection didn't bounce back. The bitch was still wearing that smile. Looked fantastic.
"Second one gets a womb punch, shall we?"
This time I put a clean straight into her lower abdomen. Whether this bitch's uterus got wrecked or not, I couldn't care less.
This was a world where magic existed. They cured blind kids here — she'd figure it out somehow.
And the last one.
The most disgusting bitch of all. The one who'd been grinding her heel into the male servant's cock while cackling.
This one pissed me off the most.
A man's cock is one of the most sensitive places on the body, and she stomped on it like that? This fucking bitch needed a proper taste of her own medicine.
I yanked down her stockings and panties, then brought my fist to her fully exposed pussy. Solar plexus punch, womb punch, and now…
"Pussy punch, you fucking bitch!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
With a wet thud, my fist sank deep into her cunt. No hymen — she wasn't a virgin. I drove it in far enough to shove against her cervix, pumped it in and out a few times, then pulled free and fixed her clothes too.
Time remaining: 30 seconds.
That about did it. Male servant.
Sorry.
This is all I can do for you. But at least it'll be a good show.
I hope it counts as some small compensation for what they put you through.
And personally, I promise you this — once I'm done training that fucking bitch Leatris, I'll let you have a turn with her too. Fellow men who've been beaten down by women ought to look out for each other. Right?
"Alright then. Time to hide."
I quickly put some distance between us, slipped into the bushes near the garden, and waited for the timer to run out.
Time flew. Three, two, one…
Time Stop has been released!
The second it lifted, a string of absolutely hilarious sounds burst out one after another.
"Hngh♥ Ooohk♥"
Leatris — who'd been casually abusing the guy with that playful look on her face — grabbed both cheeks of her ass and let out the most ridiculous moan. She looked thoroughly startled, as if she'd just realized something was inside her belly.
"W-what did you do!! Oohk♥"
The sensation of her breasts being groped hit her on a delay too — she clutched her chest and started trembling. Anal jelly injection. Breast groping. And while Leatris had gotten off relatively light, the other three's reactions were far worse.
"Gaaahhk!!! Ghk!!"
One of them clutched her solar plexus and collapsed with a face like she was about to vomit. Another grabbed her lower abdomen and writhed on the ground in extreme agony.
And the crowning jewel — the bitch who'd been stepping on the guy's cock…
"Kyaaaaah!!! Ughk!!! Urrrgh!!!"
She must have felt an enormous pain and pressure in her lower belly. Face twisted like she was about to throw up, she clutched her pussy, shook violently, and went down.
Watching Leatris thrash around in shock and the other three squirming on the ground, I laughed silently into my hand.
Those bitches trembling with tears in their eyes, looking like their souls had left their bodies — it was genuinely hilarious. Then again, they'd probably never been hit by a man in their entire lives, so getting worked over with fists had to be a hell of a shock.
Ah.
That felt good.
"Huh?"
The male servant, who'd been staring blankly at the scene, finally processed what was happening. He scrambled into his clothes and ran.
Smart call.
You'll be worried about retaliation, but don't be. I'll make sure there isn't any.
"W-what the hell is this!! What did you do!! Who did this!! …Oogh!!"
I gave Leatris — still clutching her ass and making a scene — one cold look, then turned away.
Eat well and save up that stamina, you fucking bitch.
Tonight, you and Isabella are getting wrecked together.