Chapter 112
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 112
Chapter Title: Release (3)
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Suddenly, in an instant, turning into the body of a 'lewd woman' brimming with unfamiliar skills—what must that feel like? She was probably sensing for the first time in her life that her body no longer belonged to her.
The more her brain screamed in revulsion, the more her body would respond honestly with 'I want more.'
As proof, she finally managed to tug my panties off with her mouth. And when she came face-to-face with my massive, ferociously erect cock springing free, she unwittingly parted her lips.
"Ugh...! Y-Yeah... it's still so gross..."
Even as those words of disgust spilled from her mouth, her pupils were already locked completely on it. She couldn't tear her gaze away from its enormous size or the way the veins throbbed like a living creature.
Her nose instinctively sought out the source of that even more intoxicating scent, and she lowered her head, burying it in my balls.
Sniff, sniiiif...!
The musky smell of a man's sweat, mingled with the pungent, fishy aroma of semen wafting from my crotch.
I had no idea what was so appealing about that smell, but it seemed she'd acquired some skill that made her hypersensitive to it.
The contempt and loathing etched on her face began to melt away, ever so slowly.
Her sharp, piercing eyes softened into a hazy blur, her tightly pressed lips parted slightly, and hot, ragged breaths leaked from between them.
"Haa... Hnngh... Sniiiif, haaaah..."
Unconsciously, she inhaled deeply once more, deeper than before. As if she were savoring the world's sweetest, most precious fragrance, determined not to miss even a single drop.
Her rationality, which had been shrieking in disgust, had long since gone numb.
"Th-This smell... it's so... addictive..."
At the real Rena's entranced reaction, the clone froze for a moment. A flicker of jealousy and rivalry passed through her eyes.
Refusing to be outdone, she shoved her face right next to the real Rena's, who was still sniffing under my cock.
Two identical faces buried side by side in my crotch.
Sniff sniff...! Sniff, sniiiif...!
While the original got hooked on my scent, the clone took it a step further. She tentatively extended her small tongue and began lapping at my heavy, dangling ballsack.
Lick, lick...!
"Ah, nngh... you...! What the hell are you doing?!"
The original shoved at the clone's shoulder and yelled, but the clone didn't budge. Instead, she shot the original a smug, superior look and flicked her tongue.
"I'm fine with it, but you shouldn't be."
"Wh-What...?"
"I'm just a doll made for this guy's pleasure anyway. But you're the real S-rank hunter, Miyazaki Rena. This kind of vulgar crap? I can handle it all by myself."
The two Renas, with my cock between them, started glaring daggers at each other and growling.
"You crazy bitch...! Who the hell are you to tell me what to do?! You're me!"
"That's exactly why you can't! The real you doesn't need to stoop this low."
"Shut up! Who asked a damn doll like you to lecture me?!"
"Both of you, shut it."
My low, cold command halted both women at once.
Like they'd rehearsed it, they lifted their heads to look up at me.
"Just shut up and suck it, both of you."
In that instant, both Renas' eyes widened perfectly in sync.
Like staring into a mirror.
And from their mouths came nearly identical, instinctive replies.
"...Y-Yes, sir."
But the real Rena blanched white, shocked by the obedient words that had just tumbled out of her own mouth.
"Wh-What did I just...?"
Meanwhile, clone Rena flashed a triumphant smirk.
Without a hint of hesitation, she pressed her tongue to the tip of my scorching cockhead and lapped up the glistening precum like it was the most delicious treat.
"Slurp, smack, mmm, so tasty..."
"Hngh, damn it...!"
Watching an exact copy of herself act so slutty, combined with the irresistible urges boiling inside her own body—the real Rena let out a defeated moan, as if she couldn't hold out any longer. Resigned, she pressed her face alongside the clone's and reluctantly began licking my rigid shaft.
"Slurp, smack, pwah..."
"Schlurp, sluuuurp... sluuuuurp..."
"Haa... Good girls, both of you."
I let out a satisfied sigh and stroked their heads at the same time. One lavished attention on the head, the other on the shaft. Two hot, soft tongues began ravaging my cock with different textures.
Their movements were clumsy, even worse than their mechanical trance states before, but I could feel their efforts to target my sensitive spots.
The sensation of two scorching, velvety tongues competing to devour my flesh was dizzying ecstasy that threatened to shatter my mind.
Refusing to lose, the original's tongue work grew bolder and more aggressive. She ran it along my shaft before dipping lower to engulf my massive balls whole, rolling them in her mouth like candy.
"Hehe, I'm better, right...? Schluuuurp... H-How's that...?"
"Wh-What...! I-I'm way better than that bitch...! I-I'm good at this too...!"
Why were they competing in the first place?
Maybe because both Renas shared the same prickly personality, they devoured my cock like it was a rivalry.
Ugh.
I didn't wait any longer.
I gripped the back of the original Rena's head firmly and shoved my crotch deep into her mouth.
"Guhk...! Gweeeh...!"
Her throat swallowed my massive cock down to the hilt once more. The overwhelming pleasure of that tight, scorching passage clamping down. Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.
But she didn't give up.
Just like before, a subtle change rippled through the depths of her throat. The red, fragile mucous membrane began morphing into sticky, pliant slime.
"Guhk, sluuuurp...! Guuuhk...!"
I pistoned my hips wildly inside her mouth. Tears streamed down her face, but she accepted my rough thrusts with an ecstatic expression.
She turned her head to glare at her clone, who was watching wide-eyed from the side. Her eyes burned with clear triumph and superiority.
'She has no idea what she looks like right now.'
Even though her mouth and nose were already a sticky mess of my precum.
Drunk on her victory in this bizarre contest, she simply sucked me in deeper.
'Whatever, works for me.'
I couldn't hold back any longer. The unexpected pleasure from their little rivalry had pushed my climax to the brink.
I clutched her head tight and thrust deep one final time, unleashing everything into her deepest depths.
Spurt! Spuuurt! Spuuuurt!
Spuurt, splurt, spuuurt...!
My cock convulsed violently, spewing thick, hot semen without end. Her slime-transformed throat was far more flexible and spacious than any normal esophagus, but even it couldn't handle the sheer volume of my creamy load.
She gulped desperately, but it overwhelmed her throat's capacity.
In the end, some of the white, sticky cum refluxed out through her dainty nostrils, dribbling down.
"Ngh, th-the smell... it won't go away...!"
Her pained yet smiling face was almost creepy...
"Tsk tsk, look at her. The real one's still so clumsy. Here, I'll clean it up."
While the original writhed, overwhelmed by the cum leaking from her nose, the clone stepped in.
Without hesitation, she kissed my cum-soaked cock and began licking every last drop meticulously.
"Schluuuurp, smack, slurp...!"
After pulling my now-pristine cock from her mouth to show it off, she opened wide triumphantly. Her mouth was filled with a glistening mix of my white semen and her clear saliva, pooling stickily.
"See? It's all yours."
With that, she gulped it all down with an audible swallow.
But that wasn't enough. She stood, turned around in front of me, and presented her ass.
Her worn swimsuit clung tightly to her body. Between her cheeks, a dark, soaked wet spot glistened vividly—her arousal juices had drenched the thin fabric.
She spread her panties aside with two fingers, parting her soft flesh to show me clearly.
Her provocative display made the wet stain even darker and more pronounced.
"It's soaked like this down here too. You just gonna leave it?"
"Getting bold all of a sudden."
The clone replied with the same face as the original, but a completely different, sultry smile.
"That real one's still a virgin, right? But I'm not. You've already fucked me senseless, so what's the point now?"
I couldn't argue with her bluntness. She leaned in closer, whispering hot breath into my ear.
"This slime pussy of mine? You've pounded it plenty to stretch and clench just how you like. I peeked down there earlier—it's a bit different from my real body. Already covered in your marks. Makes me wanna think some filthy thoughts."
She gave a self-deprecating smile.
"It's just a clone body anyway. No point holding back now. My head's been pink since earlier. Feels like my brain's melting. You made me into this fucked-up slut, didn't you? Take responsibility, Master."
Like she thought it was okay to use and abuse since it wasn't her real body.
Something about her attitude pissed me off.
You're not Aira—I made you myself, you know?
"You little slut...!"
Smack!
My palm cracked against her plump ass. A clear, crisp sound rang out, and a red handprint bloomed on her pale skin.
"Kyaa...!"
She yelped, but I didn't stop. I gripped both cheeks, spread them wide, and without hesitation rammed my searing cock into her dripping entrance.
With a wet squelch, her slime pussy swallowed me to the hilt in one go.
As expected, her slime pussy was nothing like a normal woman's.
Hot, sticky, squishy mucus clung to every contour of my dick, writhing like a living thing.
And soon, her slime pussy reshaped itself into the perfect mold for my cock.
It widened to match my girth, sprouted tiny nubs to tease my ridge, and formed soft folds to stroke my veins.
But my cock changed too, adapting to her slime pussy.
'Come to think of it, we're pretty compatible.'
The symbols of female and male.
If both morphed to fit each other perfectly...
How supreme would the pleasure be?
"This body's mine. You don't get to talk shit about it."
I growled in her ear and hammered her hips mercilessly.
Infused with the original's consciousness, she aggressively reshaped her slime pussy far beyond her mechanical state, desperately trying to milk my cock harder—like she wanted control in our fuck—but that was her limit.
"Haaah! Hnngh, ah! S-Something's wrong...! It's not me squeezing...! My body's moving on its own...! Ahhn!"
"Shut up. Just feel it."
"Oogh, hngh, ah, hnnngh... Th-The sensations... ooogh!"
I ignored her weird cries and pounded faster, rougher. Wet squelches and the dull slap of flesh filled the dingy motel room. Even I was reeling from the unimaginable bliss of her slime pussy, perfectly tailored to me.
But the key difference between us?
I could embrace all this pleasure without losing my reason, keep thrusting relentlessly.
Splurt. Spluuuurt.
I didn't hold back my climax, painting her slime pussy white with cum as I drove into her savagely.