Chapter 29 - The Vomit-Inducing Stench of Smegma-Crusted Dick♥ Sex Toilet? Onahole? Offer Everything?
Disgusting, puke-worthy smelly dick plastered with thick smegma♥ Sex-processing toilet? Onahole? Devote it all? Even amid her confusion, Yoo Jua desperately tried to make sense of the situation. She wondered if the words coming from that elf's mouth even fell within the realm of what an intelligent being could say. Or if some part of her brain had gone haywire, spewing unfiltered nonsense.
And it was an elf, no less. Elves could be considered enemies of humanity. Human-slaughtering maniacs who lit up with murderous rage at the sight of any person. Yoo Jua had only heard tales of them before—this was her first time seeing one up close—but she felt an inexplicable chill from her. The elf's expression was blank, but those eyes harbored a feral savagery like a beast's. It was as if she'd been thrown naked before a predator, reduced to trembling prey.
Gulp. Swallowing dryly, Yoo Jua finally forced her mouth open in the heavy silence.
"Um... you said someone saved you... where is he...?"
The supposed savior was nowhere in sight, not even a glimpse. She'd spoken up just to ask where he might be, but the response was chilling.
"...That person?"
As if the term offended her, Rienna stared with eyes seriously debating whether twisting Yoo Jua's neck 360 degrees would kill her or not. Then, slowly, deliberately, she spat out each word.
"Call him Master."
Cold sweat trickled down as Yoo Jua reluctantly nodded and barely managed to speak.
"M-Master... where is he...?"
"......"
Rienna sensed someone approaching and turned toward the door. Yoo Jua witnessed her rigid face suddenly bloom into a bright smile.
Creeeak—
"Oh, you're awake?"
Han Jin-seong entered through the opening door, and Rienna scampered over to greet him like an eager puppy.
"Master! You're here."
She looked so blissfully happy, like a dog reuniting with its owner after days apart, that Yoo Jua blinked in disbelief. Where had that aura gone—the one that seemed ready to devour anyone whole just moments ago?
"I didn't touch a single hair on her head until she woke up, just like I promised. Good girl, right? Huh?"
Rienna gazed up at him with sparkling eyes, begging for praise. Han Jin-seong found her so adorable that he decided to give her a special reward.
"A reward for keeping your promise well. Rienna. Say hello."
"Ah...! Yes♥!"
At her master's permission to greet him, Rienna flushed red but immediately dropped to her knees and tugged down his pants.
Clank—
"Sniff— Haaah...♥ Master's dick smell... it's so good...."
Pressing her nose to his half-erect cock and inhaling deeply, Rienna began rubbing her cheek against the shaft with a truly ecstatic expression. Once it was fully hard, she cupped the base under the glans with both hands and planted an affectionate kiss on the tip.
Mwah—♥
She rose and stepped back to prepare for her ass-kiss, but...
"Ah, that's enough for now. I'll ask later. Got it, Rienna?"
"Yesss...."
Disappointed by her master's words, she bowed her head with a deeply sullen face. He roughly kneaded her ass once to console her, then pulled up his pants and turned his gaze to Yoo Jua.
"......"
Seeing Yoo Jua frozen with her mouth agape, unable to believe the scene she'd just witnessed, Han Jin-seong chuckled.
"Long time no see? Jua-ya."
"...Huh? What? Long time...?"
At the familiar tone from this stranger, Yoo Jua blinked blankly, racking her brain. Have I met him before? She scanned his face repeatedly, but nothing came to mind. It was definitely a face she'd never seen... yet the casual way he called her "Jua-ya" felt oddly off-putting. As she desperately dredged her memories, a ominous premonition crept up on her.
And then.
Han Jin-seong's face twisted. His skin writhed as if his form was shaking, then it began morphing grotesquely.
"Recognize me now with this face?"
"?!"
A scream nearly burst from Yoo Jua's lips. Her breath caught in her throat, and her chilled hands trembled uncontrollably. Standing before her was unmistakably... Gu Du-ak, the man she'd thought was dead!
"Wh-what the hell... you didn't die...?!"
Covering her mouth with quivering fingertips, she stumbled back a step. Her heart pounded wildly, her fingers turning ice-cold. But then a thought flashed through her mind, plunging her into even deeper chaos.
No... it's not that he survived... he wasn't even there from the start...!
Her gaze slowly settled on Han Jin-seong, wearing Gu Du-ak's face. Swallowing hard against the heart-squeezing tension, she opened her mouth.
"That day... it wasn't Gu Du-ak. It was you...."
Han Jin-seong grinned satisfactorily at her words.
"Oh, you pieced it together that fast? Smart cookie."
His form twisted again, Gu Du-ak's face vanishing without a trace as he reverted to his original appearance. The change was so seamless that Yoo Jua finally realized what she'd seen wasn't an illusion—it was real. And recognizing that plunged her into fear of him.
"...What the hell are you...?"
No human could do that. She'd never heard of it, never seen it.
Han Jin-seong looked down at her terrified face and smirked. There was no threat or intimidation in his expression—just casual playfulness as he spoke offhandedly.
"Doesn't matter what I am. Why didn't you delete that video of you sucking my dick and taking it home?"
"...Ah."
Those carelessly tossed words turned Yoo Jua's mind blank. Memories of that day flooded back—the humiliation, the dick-smegma stench reviving in her nostrils. Her heart raced madly, her face burning hot.
"Th-that's... my choice...."
Avoiding his gaze, she bit her lip and trailed off without realizing.
"You jerked off to it too."
"!!"
Yoo Jua shot him a How do you know that?! look, then remembered he'd "saved" her and stammered in panic.
"Th-that was... just... just... Argh...! Why do I have to tell you?!"
At a loss for words, her suppressed shame twisted into anger as she glared at him.
"......"
Then her eyes met Rienna's—expressionless, shadows darkening her gaze—and chills raced over her skin. She hurriedly dropped her eyes.
To change the subject, Yoo Jua blurted out the first thing that came to mind.
"Don't tell me... you killed Gu Du-ak too...?"
"Nah, that was her. Ask her for the details once you two get friendly."
"Hahk♥?!"
As Han Jin-seong grabbed Rienna's ass again, a lewd moan slipped from her lips. Her body shivered lightly, her face a mix of shame and pleasure.
"Ah... th-then why that day...?"
"Just happened to clock that guy on sight, knocked him out cold. And right on cue, you showed up. So I borrowed his looks and made you suck my dick."
Rienna glared at Yoo Jua with jealous eyes upon hearing that. Dare... to receive Master's dick before me? Filthy human bug...
Squish—♥
"Eek♥?!"
Lost in dark thoughts of how to deal with Yoo Jua without earning master's ire, Rienna snapped out of it at the rough kneading of her ass.
"No bad thoughts."
"Y-yes... yesss...♥"
Feeling tender love for her master—who checked her "toilet" mood and kneaded her ass to cheer her up—Rienna nodded happily with a blissful face.
Now knowing the full story, Yoo Jua spoke in exasperation.
"So that day... you ordered the elf to kill him?"
"Nope. That was her going rogue on her own. I just saved her from being hunted."
Yoo Jua sighed, grasping the situation somewhat. Then a sudden thought struck her. If the one behind that humiliating scene wasn't Gu Du-ak but the man before her...
"......"
Gulp. She recalled the dick-smegma scent teasing her nostrils again. Fishy, revolting, repulsive—yet weirdly addictive, making her crave more.
"I... I want proof that it was you, not Gu Du-ak, back then."
"...Proof?"
Yoo Jua hesitated for a moment. Her lips quivered, her eyes wavered. Even as she said it, she questioned her own sanity. But it was too late to back out.
Aha.
Han Jin-seong narrowed his eyes, scanning her face closely. He'd caught her meaning.
Playing coy while lowkey craving it? Must be that pheromone skill from back then.
He decided to play dumb for now.
"What're you talking about?"
"Y-you know... that...."
"That? What's that?"
"Th-that thing... that! The... smelly...."
"Smelly? No idea what you mean."
"Argh...!"
Her patience snapped at his persistent denial. Face flushing again, lips pressed tight, she couldn't hold back the erupting shame and rage.
"Smegma!! The vomit-inducing, filthy-stinking smegma plastered all over your dick...!! ...Ah!"
Han Jin-seong appeared before her in an instant, shoving her back onto the bed. He yanked down his pants and used Mutation to recreate his half-erect cock thickly crusted with smegma, thrusting it right in her face.
"This?"
"...!!"
Suddenly, her vision filled with the male flesh—still drowsy like a beast from sleep, wriggling lazily. Half-risen, foreskin fully covering the hidden meat inside... From the tip, that familiar, lewd filthy stench assaulted her nose mercilessly.
"Aaah...♥"
Not just dirty or gross, but an intense mix of musky male scent and thick mucus... a dizzying aroma. Yoo Jua unconsciously wrinkled her brow, yet her heart throbbed strangely. The dirty smegma reek she'd craved nonstop since that day—repulsive, yet stirring an empty hunger.
Without thinking, she brought her face closer to the dick. The nearer she got, the thicker and more intense the smell grew. Revulsion mingled with a bizarre sensation writhing deep in her gut.
She pressed her nose close and inhaled deeply. Sniiiiif—
This is it... this is what I wanted...♥
Utterly unlike the fake cocks she'd sniffed endlessly in the park—this was the thick, depraved filth only a true male could emit. Yoo Jua craved it. And unlike last time, the foreskin hid the glans completely. She loved that even more. Peeling back that skin to uncover the fully ripened smegma chunks inside... the violent stench it would unleash made her pussy drip.
"Haaah...♥"
Just before her nose tip brushed the moist, soft foreskin, she paused briefly. But hesitation lasted only a moment. Reason was swiftly overrun by instinct. Eyes squeezed shut, Yoo Jua buried her nose in his dick. Then, very slowly, she drew the scent deep into her lungs.
Sniiiiif—♥
Aged like days-old cheese... the prickling dick scent that clenched her lower belly... the pungent smegma rot like thoroughly spoiled dairy... The thick coppery stink seemed to pierce straight to her brain, making her body twitch. Memories of that shame and humiliation revived so vividly, tears pricked at her eyes.
Before she knew it, the front of her panties grew slick. Drip— A normal woman would retch in horror at this smell, but bizarrely, her body rejected nothing. Instead, starved for days, it sucked in the dick-filth like nourishment.
Stimulated by her nose and breath, the cock swelled to full erection.
