Disciple: Baek Jaesung 24
Murray's response was far more subdued than I'd expected. At the very least, I figured he'd throw a punch or two. Was it because he'd instinctively realized his love was over and just accepted it?
(Murray! Look at me properly! If you want to marry me later, you have to accept all of me like this!)
Everett beamed at him as she said it.
(Ugh... Everett! Don't worry.)
The faint glimmer of light in Murray's heart was hope. It was so dim that a fingernail could cover it completely. But Murray bet everything on it. The reason was simple. To him, Everett was his destined soulmate, worth changing his entire worldview for.
I love Everett. For her, I could even become a feminist in a man's body! I... will definitely make Everett mine!
There was even a hint of madness in Murray's thoughts. With a somber gaze, he watched every detail of Everett's debauchery. It came with gut-wrenching pain, but he had no path left to turn back to. As Everett had confessed, Murray was innately a massive pervert. Otherwise, no matter how much brainwashing, he couldn't have devolved into that kind of perverted behavior in just a few days.
"The number one maso hunter in the world’s exposure dance~♬ Darling seduction exclusive pussy shake~♥ Darling, what do you think? Doesn't my swaying pussy make your cock throb and twitch!?"
Everett tempted Murray with a nasal whine so sweet it made honey taste like water. Her female dance was so lewd that only a bitch with real talent could imitate it. Arms behind her head, legs spread wide, she vulgarly shook her hips. Among my women, only super maso Yeonji or pervert expert Jisu could pull it off.
(Everett doing such a slutty dance... If we get married, she'll dance it for me?)
The sudden thought made Murray's cock twitch. Murray was a man, after all. Of course, faced with such an intensely obscene sight, he couldn't help but get hard. He desperately tried to control himself, but erections don't obey a man's will.
(If Everett becomes my wife later... that might not be so bad?)
Once lust invaded his mind, it spread like cancer cells. I burst out laughing at the sight of erect Murray.
He didn't even consider it mockery directed at him.
"Everett's exposure dance is the best, as expected. Now, shall we try using the cum receptacle once?"
"Yeees~! Everett's one-time cum receptacle, ready for use!"
Everett knelt before me, arched her back, and thrust out her crotch. With both hands, she spread her labia wide. She didn't forget to sway her ass seductively, either. Everett brought her own labia right up to my glans.
"I'll clean up Darling's cum spotless with Everett's extra-large pussy cum receptacle~♥ Twitch twitch~!"
"Kehuk! Everett, I like how your pussy mouth is tight, but your cum tank is pretty spacious. It's like you have room for almost two people's worth."
I tapped the tattoo on Everett's womb as I said it. It was a dizzying blow to Murray's sanity.
Everett shook with joy at my praise(?).
I fucked Everett. Murray watched every moment of our coupling without looking away. When my cock invaded her pussy, it felt like his own hymen was breaking—pure agony. His heart tore into a thousand pieces. If he'd coughed, he might've spat blood.
(Everett... my Everett...)
But strangely, the more he watched our fuck, the less the pain hurt. In this excruciating torment, he discovered a new pleasure.
"How's it feel getting poked deep inside your pussy?"
"Hiiik~! It feels so gooood~♥ So good I wanna marry this cock~♬"
"Ah, no! Everett! Marriage is with me...!"
"Kehuk! Don't worry. If you watch our fuck all the way through, I'll give Everett to you."
Even treating her like an object, Murray oddly didn't get mad at my words. Instead, the latter part—giving her to him—stuck in his ears.
With a desperate look, Murray said to me, "R-Really!? You'll give Everett... to me!?"
"You think I lie? I don't do that shit."
I lied casually. With my Deception at level 3, lying was easier than breathing. Besides, I had zero reason to tell Murray the truth.
"If you have Everett, you could do all sorts of stuff with her too, right? Kekeke!"
"All sorts... with Everett?"
After witnessing my vulgar, lewd sex, anyone would drown in dirty fantasies. Murray imagined his future with Everett—not the peaceful one he usually dreamed of, but one thick with his sexual fantasies.
In a grand church under tolling bells, two people exchanged vows. One in a sleek tuxedo: Murray. The other naked with just a veil: Everett. An embarrassing fantasy he couldn't admit to anyone, but Murray swallowed hard.
(It might be good...)
"Kekik! Everett! But before handing you over, there's something I gotta do. Impregnate you and mark your womb thick with my cum, so even if you live with that loser, you can't forget me."
"Hiiik~! Hearing that... I can't help but fall for you~♥"
Everett melted like ice cream at my words. But Murray's face grew frantic in contrast. He couldn't overlook what I'd just said.
"P-Pregnancy is a no-go!"
"Oh? Everett, your future hubby says no pregnancy!?"
"Nooo! Nooo! Nooo! Impregnaaate me! Please impregnate me~! Fill me 100% with Darling's thick cum and knock me up~! I wanna get chastity belt-locked after a cum injection~!"
Overwhelmed by pleasure, Everett threw a childish tantrum like her mind had regressed.
Murray clenched his fists and bit his lip. "Pregnancy is the one thing I can't allow! Everett, please, I beg you!"
Tears streaming, he banged his head on the floor begging her. Pregnancy was his last line in the sand. Who wouldn't feel that way? Though allowing this level of depraved sex already meant his mind wasn't normal.
"If you want pregnancy, dance that impregnation dance you developed."
"Yeees~♥ As Darling commands, the cum-gurgle impregnation dance! Here I go~♪"
I-Impregnation dance? What's that...?
Murray suddenly grew curious. It had to be as slutty as the exposure dance. His eyes fixed on Everett again.
Everett flipped into a handstand, bending her legs into a W. The pose you get sitting on a desk and flipping over. From there, she started violent twerking. A lewd dance to milk thick cum from a man and ensure it implanted properly in the womb. Even the goddess of fertility would tell her to show some restraint.
"Impregnate~♪ Impregnate~♪ Impregnate~♪ Swirl swirl, stuff tasty cum gurgle-gurgle into my pussy and make me a big-bellied cockhouse~♬"
Everett even sang an original song to beg for impregnation. I slammed her with a mating press. My cock drilled her pussy like a jackhammer. Anyone hit with that rough mating press would get knocked up.
"Pregnancy... no..."
Murray muttered it, but visions of pregnant Everett kept flooding his mind. Her belly swollen with child would match her tattoo perfectly. He couldn't hold back. Precum leaked from his maxed-out erection.
"Hey! Jerking off's fine, if you want."
I said it while mating pressing her. Murray dropped his pants at my words. Without even touching, he shot thin semen with a splurt.
"Huuuugh!"
It hit like a bullet through the brain—an immense shock. Murray couldn't stifle his trembling breaths. Electric. Refreshing. And fun. No achievement he'd ever felt compared to this pleasure.
Now he understood why Everett had fallen so far. Feel this once... and going insane is inevitable.
His cock got hard again almost immediately after cumming.
"Oho. Consecutive erection, huh? Surprisingly virile little shit."
Murray felt good at my praise. For a guy, strong stamina is the ultimate compliment. Of course, getting praised by me now was basically mockery, but oddly, Murray couldn't perceive it.
He didn't notice his mind veering toward a twisted destination. It was already at its limit.
He reached for his cock to cum again. But I said coldly, "Jerk off once only. Not twice."
"B-But earlier I came without jerking..."
"That counts too."
I forbade his second orgasm. Murray had zero reason to obey me. Beating me to death would be normal. But strangely, he couldn't defy me. Obeying felt better for him.
Something... feels off, like I'm not myself.
The thought dominated, but Murray obeyed my order first. I remarked to such a Murray,
"Fine, I'll give you a chance to cum. But in exchange, it's okay if I impregnate this pig, right?"
Murray nodded without hesitation. Just a minute ago, he'd sworn no pregnancy, but now it felt trivial.
Actually, pregnancy might be better... Everett with a plump belly... just thinking makes me wanna cum.
He nodded and said, "Got it. Impregnate Everett. In exchange, can I cum?"
Kehuk! The item's effect kicked in fast.
I sneered at Murray from behind, where Sujin shone the flashlight on him.
←Item→
Darling's Choice (A-rank)
←A small flashlight. Select a fetish on the handle panel, shine it on a human for 1+ hour, and it changes their fetish to the selected one. Strong-willed humans can resist. ※That scholar forced into sexual reorientation resisted oppression in the purest way.→
←Item→
Murray's mind had crumbled so much that altering his fetish was a breeze. For reference, the flashlight was set to NTR. Now, Murray would only get aroused by his woman getting stolen.
Unlike the Common Sense Alteration Sticker, the conditions were strict, but the effect seemed far stronger.
"Impregnation pig. Got permission from your future hubby. Time to pop the celebratory champagne."
"Hiiik! Thanks, Murray! I'll definitely take Darling's baby seed pfft-pfft and get pregnant~! Pregnancy memorial champagne! Guuuuuh!"
Everett squeezed her eyes shut and tensed her face. Her anus puckered cutely upward. Ass aimed at the ceiling, she popped a small rubber ball from her asshole with a pwang.
It wasn't just a rubber ball—it was the cork plugging her anal enema. Pssshhhht! Fwoooosh!
With a vulgar air-leak sound, champagne erupted from Everett's shithole like a fountain. That's when Murray realized why her belly was slightly bloated.
Everett flashed a V-sign with both hands and grinned brightly. I plugged her champagne fountain asshole with my cock.
"Grroooooh! Hnng! Hiiiik! Anal fountain straight to anal orgasm~! Too haaaappy~!"
My fuck with Everett lasted until dawn.
[Acquired title 'Satanology Tenured Professor'. Reward: 5 Random Item Coupons.]
←Title→
[Satanology Tenured Professor]
←Title given to truly evil bastards. If you got this, consider it a step toward hell.→
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"So, shall I head back now?"
Everett asked me with a reluctant expression. I nodded. I wanted to keep her, but settling her in Korea meant handling some administrative hurdles. She'd promised to wrap it up fast and return, but it'd take at least three months.
"Don't worry. I'll help Everett out."
Murray said it refreshingly. I asked him once more, "But really, you okay? Not marrying Everett?"
"We're already mentally married, so what's the diff? Everett's happier fawning under a strong male like you. Right?"
He turned to her as he spoke. Everett smiled like the sun. "As expected of Murray! You know me so well, childhood friend!"
"I'm satisfied just watching you two fuck from the side. I've already awakened to my sexual identity. If you need anything, tell me. I'll even use my family's power to help."
Everett was already my maso slave, and Murray—fully corrupted into an NTR fetish by Darling's Choice—had become my toy. Guy's a dude, but useful in various ways. Plus, he's happy, so win-win, right? I'm too nice for my own good.
Me, a Satanology Tenured Professor? What fucking asshole said that?