Chapter 74
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 74
Chapter Title: Semen Collection
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Onahole. A type of male masturbation device, primarily modeled after female genitalia to provide stimulation to the penis.
Honestly, the thought had crossed my mind. I'd found a dildo in Alensia's room, so if I checked out some adult toy shop in a red-light district, they were bound to have an onahole.
But in reality, I'd never used one. Back on Earth, I hadn't been that interested, and after coming to this world, I'd just gone to brothels instead.
"............"
And now, the item Vivian had handed me while saying she needed semen was exactly the onahole I knew from my knowledge.
For someone like me who had only imagined X-ray visions or vague guesses, her sudden demand for semen was nothing short of bewildering. It wasn't like I was here for an STD check—what did semen have to do with anything?
"Do I really have to? How does checking for bodily issues relate to semen...?"
"Sometimes mana overload can cause sexual dysfunction. Just ruling out the possibility."
"Got it."
I quietly accepted the onahole from her after hearing that. Sexual dysfunction? What a terrifying phrase.
Though I'd taken the onahole from Vivian, I was at a genuine loss here.
Didn't these things usually need some kind of gel lubricant? Was she expecting me to masturbate right in front of her without even letting me step out? I'd never used one, but surely it was just a matter of sliding it up and down?
On top of that, after hearing her talk about sexual dysfunction, my dick was limp and unresponsive. Doing this in front of Vivian had me tense as hell. Damn it, I wasn't some hormonal teenage boy—what was this?
"I'd appreciate it if you hurried."
"........"
Vivian urged me on calmly, oblivious to my inner turmoil, and I found myself snapping back rebelliously.
"If you want me to hurry, why don't you... uh, help out, Master?"
"How?"
"??"
Her response caught me off guard. I'd expected anger or dismissal like before... but "how"?
A bit flustered, I considered asking to be sent outside or given some privacy, but what slipped out instead was something else entirely.
"Well... maybe show me your body, or collect the semen yourself...?"
My voice trailed off as I spoke. I'm screwed for saying that. Lately, my luck with sex had gone to my head. It felt like the words had bypassed my brain and come straight from my dick.
"Sure."
"??"
The first impression I'd had of Vivian was that she looked like a doll.
Her alluring purple hair and eyes, the black witch's outfit that suited her perfectly, skin as white as if it never saw sunlight, and a petite frame that seemed too small for an adult woman.
And now, this doll-like woman was staring intently at my dick right in front of me.
"You need visual stimulation, right?"
With those words, she snapped her fingers with a sharp click, and the clothes covering her body vanished. What appeared instead was Vivian in a cute frilled outfit, her pale skin on full display.
That alone was shocking enough, but Vivian seemed intent on maximizing the "visual stimulation." She reached behind her back, unhooked her bra, and let it drop.
".....!"
Revealed were breasts that looked modestly sized under her clothes to match her frame but now showed surprising volume up close. Topping them were adorable little nipples asserting their presence.
My gaze locked onto those cute nipples, and my limp dick began to stiffen, standing tall.
"I have plenty of knowledge on the matter."
As my dick hardened, Vivian leaned down and grasped it. Her expression remained utterly bored, as if she felt nothing from her actions.
I felt a spark of anticipation from her cool hand's touch. I'd expected rejection or scorn for my suggestion, but here she was agreeing—and offering to extract it herself. Plus, she had the "knowledge"?
-Squeeze.
"Gaaah! Wait! Stop!"
The moment I sensed a hint of strength, excruciating pain exploded in my brain. Vivian was yanking my dick like she was pulling up a radish. I frantically stopped her as it felt like it might rip off.
My scream halted her confident motions.
"What's wrong?"
"M-Master... just one question. Do you have any experience with men?"
"None."
And she was this bold about it?
"You said you have enough knowledge? Doesn't sliding back and forth stimulate semen out?"
"Well, yes, but..."
But stimulation wasn't supposed to mean pain?
If she kept going, my dick might actually come off, so I placed my hand over hers, adjusting her grip and guiding the motion to control the pressure and speed.
-Stroke. Stroke.
Finally, the right amount of stimulation hit, and I could properly feel Vivian's hand. I glanced at her face, but she still wore that drowsy expression, seemingly unmoved by rubbing a man's dick bare-breasted.
-Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. ♥
My hand moved faster, but her cool demeanor made my dick wilt a bit. Thanks to the Lust Absorption skill boosting my stamina, ejaculation was taking forever—it was getting boring. At this rate, I'd lose the erection instead.
"Um... Vivian. This isn't gonna make me cum. Could I... touch your body?"
Since her hand was already jerking me off, I went for broke and asked outright, bracing for her response.
"...Go ahead."
"!!!"
Just her permission made my softening dick swell taut again. I reached out to those breasts I'd already ogled plenty.
The breasts of women I'd fondled at brothels or during adventurer life were all impressively voluptuous. By comparison, Vivian's were modestly sized—dainty, even.
Placing my hand on her breast, it fit perfectly in my palm. Yet it swelled softly against my touch, emphasizing her womanhood, with her nipple teasing my skin from the center.
-Rub ♥ Rub ♥
Like an oasis in the desert, I explored Vivian's breasts. Cupping the perky mounds, teasing the cute nipples, all while watching for her reaction.
"............."
Huh? Had I accidentally used Sensory Block on her?
Despite tickling her breasts, her face stayed listless. Even by the feel in my hand, her nipples showed no twitch under constant teasing.
As I observed her, Vivian finally noticed my expression.
"Oh, waiting for my reaction? I have frigidity. Don't mind me—keep going."
"........"
Her tone suggested she truly felt nothing from my touch. A spark of defiance ignited in me. Unleashing the full effects of Heavenly Touch just in case, I grabbed both breasts and toyed with them freely.
-Stretch ♥ Pull ♥
"............."
I gripped both, tugged lightly, tickled with fingertips, twisted the nipples gently. But Vivian remained utterly unresponsive.
"Ngh..."
Instead, even as I groped her, her hand kept steadily stroking my dick unchanged. Before I could draw any reaction from her, my dick hit its limit first.
-Splurt! Spluuurt!
"Oh."
My dick pulsed, shooting semen forcefully. Her hand hadn't stopped in time, and with me so close while groping, it splattered across her hand, face, and breasts—including those motionless nipples.
Vivian merely murmured "Oh" before releasing my dick and channeling mana. The semen on her body gathered along the mana flow, sucked into the beaker she'd prepared.
"Mm. Good work."
With that, she snapped her fingers again, resummoning her clothes as if business was done. Dazed for a moment, I gathered my discarded clothes and dressed.
What was this... sense of defeat?
After a few more checks confirming no issues with Ian's body, Vivian returned him to his original spot and headed back to her lab with the samples.
There'd been no lie in saying she'd check just in case—people had developed problems after mana training arrays before. She'd simply collected some blood and other samples from Ian in the process.
"~~♪"
Humming happily at the successfully acquired samples, Vivian loaded them into the analyzer, including the semen she'd extracted herself, and awaited results.
This wasn't her first time obtaining male semen samples in her research. Until now, she'd requested assistance from the magic tower or alchemy guild when needed.
Others had brought them at her request, so this was her first time extracting it directly from a man.
Of course, armed with knowledge, she'd overcome minor trial-and-error to harvest it splendidly.
Ian asking for her assistance had been unexpected, but exposing her body or allowing touch stirred no emotion, so she'd agreed.
Had he demanded intercourse, she'd have punished him... but he'd settled for groping her breasts.
Another witch friend had once let her touch during a visit, expecting some reaction—Vivian couldn't fathom what.
As a woman with frigidity, she couldn't provide the response that witch or Ian craved.
With samples in the analyzer, Vivian stripped again, prepared her favorite bath infused with various reagents, and slipped into the tub.
"......?"
Then she noticed: among her cute nipples, the one coated in Ian's semen stood rigidly erect, unlike usual.
Paying it no mind, she continued her bath.