Chapter 167
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 167
Chapter Title: The Majesty of S-Rank Virility
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As my virility hit S-rank, along with the 4500P I'd shelled out, a flood of rewards unlike anything before came pouring in.
But I couldn't just sit there picking through them one by one—I bolted out, too thrilled by the changes in my body to stay calm and check.
And among them, the most obvious, standout reward was this one.
I'd learned from various medical YouTube videos that thickness only matters up to a point—beyond that, it's pointless.
A woman's vagina stretches to a fixed size when aroused; it's not like it's built for birthing in the moment.
Shove something thicker in, and it might tear, but it won't heighten pleasure.
What matters is that snug fit matching the stretch, and the Trinity Cock made that possible.
At 4.5~5cm, the pregnancy support program must've pegged it as ideal.
Hard to argue, judging by the women's reactions so far.
And then length.
It jumped from 16cm straight to 18cm.
Honestly, isn't that too long? Will it be okay for daily life?
But flaccid, it keeps a decent length and hefty feel, then surges like a transforming robot the moment blood rushes in for erection.
Even I found the sight hot as hell.
Wonder what a woman feels watching a cock thicken, lengthen, and harden under her touch.
Just as men get fired up by a woman's reactions, women go into heat seeing the male aroused by them.
That's nature's way—males and females alike.
Males hunt to protect the family; females bear young to preserve the species.
For a race evolved to excite males and draw their seed into the womb, a man's arousal is proof of their allure, validation of their existence.
"It's really gotten longer..."
A 2cm difference is huge.
Practically the width of a finger joint—like the gap between pinky and ring finger.
So even Kang Hana, who'd seen my dick plenty in everyday moments, clocked it right away.
"Hngh...!"
Maybe because of my changed look.
Or the upgraded cock.
Either way, Kang Hana's reactions were off from her usual.
She fumbled hesitantly just touching it, kept glancing at me like I was malfunctioning, and even when I slid in, her response was anything but normal.
"What, you enjoying this thinking I'm some new guy you're fucking?"
"...Hngh... crazy... bastard? Eung...!"
I'd barely thrust in, but her pussy clamped down like a suction cup, and the tip plunged deeper—exactly 2cm past where it'd normally bottom out at the root.
"Kyaa!"
And when my base met her groin, skin to skin...
The glans bumped something, slotting in snug.
Kang Hana threw her head back with a lewd cry.
"Oh... damn."
Half-leaning against the wall, legs splayed wide over my shoulders, her hands clutching my thighs trembled visibly.
Her face screamed struggle—eyes misty, a mix of desperation to hold back the slutty vibes leaking out.
Instinct probably whispering to let loose, but my smug little-brother grin scanning her, anticipating her reactions... she clamped down hard, fighting it.
That mix just ramped up my satisfaction even more.
I'd regretted it at first.
With 10,000P saved, maybe spend elsewhere?
But this was the perfect reaction—no regrets on pumping virility to S-rank.
"Thanks."
"...Ung... hn... What? Why..."
"That slutty-as-fuck reaction of yours proves I made the right call."
"...What bullshit... haat!! Wait!!! Eung... yeah... haang..."
Every deep thrust made her pussy squeeze in rhythm, her womb mouth teasing the tip like a throat, milking it.
The pleasure zinged through me, electric jolts everywhere.
Kang Hana, defenses shattered, spread her legs wide for maximum depth without discomfort, desperately seeking my tongue in a messy kiss.
Her juices leaking everywhere? Par for the course now.
Worried after a year she'd waddle around incontinent, pussy dripping nonstop.
No holding back the building climax—I sped up instead, slamming harder, then pinned the glans tight against her womb mouth and blasted semen straight in.
"Uuuung..."
Medically, whether you cum at the entrance or deep inside, sperm reach the womb in seconds to implant.
But that's straight biology.
In mana-pregnancy theory, from experience, there's a clear difference.
The instant semen floods out, mixed with B-rank mana stones' power—I can feel those sperm surging.
And now packing four loads per go, it's denser, richer.
Undeniably shoots straight to the womb.
Not like mid-vag cumming crawls slow, but cleaner, zero loss, perfect absorption.
Still just a trickle absorbed body-wide, but womb-direct vs. some waste? Night and day.
"Huuu... insane..."
Riding the aftershocks of that mana storm, Kang Hana finally let out a review.
She'd been too wrecked to speak during, just beastly moans.
"What... the hell is this..."
"How's it hit? Intense?"
Four B-rank mana blasts per load? My 300-stone stock vanishes fast.
But every five stones, absorption rises 10%; efficiency up 30%; smart mana management doubles intake.
300 stones might as well be 1,000+ worth.
So I unload generously.
Above all, this mana shines brightest when seeding skill-pregnant women.
"Mana's... fucking everywhere..."
"Burn through it. Go wild. Anytime you need, I'll fill you up."
"Eut... don't press... too sensitive..."
Pressing her lower belly where my dick still nestled made her wince, a slutty moan escaping.
Hard-pressing gave an illusion of feeling the cock inside.
Impossible in reality, but placebo works wonders on reactors like her.
"Haa..."
Pulling out, I propped against the wall where she slumped, then fed her my dick.
Now too long to deepthroat fully, but maybe factored in?
Post-peak semi-erect, it softened just enough—steel rigidity mellowed to suckable pliancy.
Slurped in smooth as a snake down her throat.
"Glrk..."
Still no room to spare.
Mouth stretched wide cleaning me, a tear welled in her eye.
"Haaa..."
Finally done, sex wrapped—Kang Hana closed her eyes, savoring the afterglow.
I sat beside, arm around pulling her to lean on my shoulder, hand sneaking underarm to knead her tits.
Always thought I dug this slender build's chest.
Not gumdrop-flat, but slim with just-right size.
Not so massive you scoop from outside; not rice-bowl huge, but plenty to grope.
A-cups might rage at "small," but compared to Im Hyeji or Lee Sua's racks, adorably petite and perfect.
Craddling her chin as she steadied breaths on my shoulder, I locked eyes.
Grinned.
Her post-sex haze fading a bit, she smirked back.
"Hey. You're not that hot. Handsome, sure, but not smile-and-all-women-fall type."
"B-rank charm pushing it too far, huh?"
"...Clean-cut handsome? Yeah. Keep the dumb shit to yourself, and you'd snag street girls easy enough."
"You? Need dick to hook 'em?"
"...Fuck off. Hook who?"
Tsking, but didn't slap my fondling hand away.
Stealing glances at my dick, face flushing toward mine—she couldn't hide it.
Her words? Take 'em with a confidence boost.
Satisfying.
And the most satisfying part?
['Kang Hana's SS-rank skill 'Precise Search' has leveled up to 5.]
[Congratulations! 'Kang Hana' has completed the first stage of skill growth.]
[Acquired skill 'Precise Search (SS)'.]
One of my backlog quests finally cleared, unleashing a geyser of progress.