The Saintess Family
I stared down at Hyemi, unconscious on the bed with a face still glowing from pure bliss. Her legs were slightly spread, and from her pussy, thick clumps of white semen gurgled out in heavy spurts. Her body, drenched in sweat and exhaustion, twitched and trembled with the overwhelming pleasure that still coursed through her.
I brushed the sweat-soaked bangs from my forehead and gently pulled a blanket over her spent form. When I glanced at the clock on the wall, the hour hand had already crept deep into the late night. Had it really gotten this late? I couldn’t remember the exact details, but I was pretty sure we’d started sometime in the evening.
“Ah, I think I’m about to cum again.”
“..............”
I spoke to Hyemi’s mother, who was straddling my lap and slamming her hips down onto me. She didn’t reply, but she must have understood. She stopped her piston-like movements and pressed her womb entrance tight against the head of my cock. Then, with her waist swirling in lewd little circles, she urged me toward release. I planted yet another load of seed deep inside her—how many times had it been now? I’d lost count.
“...Uht...”
Her mother’s waist gave a small shudder at the warm rush filling her lower belly. She must have climaxed again. After I finished pumping out the load I’d stopped bothering to count, I grabbed her soft ass and lifted her up. My cock, soaked in thick fluids, slid out of her pussy with a wet pop. At the same time, her blocked womb released a massive flood of semen from her cunt.
I spread her hole open with my fingers. The sight that greeted me was obscene—her jade-colored inner walls mixed with thick, yellowish cum. Just how many times did a person have to cum before it looked like this? It was the kind of scene you’d only see in some sick fetish JAV from back in my school days. And now it was happening right in front of me. No—I had done this.
If I had to guess the volume of semen pouring out of her mother’s pussy, it could easily fill three large 500cc beer glasses. When I reached forward and pressed a hand against her lower belly, it felt slightly swollen. Even this much was enough to feel the change… but the funniest part was that I didn’t feel tired at all. In fact, I was certain I could keep going.
I had no idea how this was possible. A normal guy doing this much? At best, he’d collapse from exhaustion. At worst, he’d die from sex-induced heart failure. But me…
“......”
I let out a sigh as I looked down at my cock, which seemed even bigger than when I started. Honestly, I still didn’t feel satisfied. The realization that no matter how much I filled them, I could never be content—it was far more hopeless and painful than I had imagined.
I pushed back the headache that stabbed at my skull and turned my head to the side. There was Hyemi’s mother in an awkward position, ass pushed toward me. Her pussy, melted into a sloppy mess, was still dripping a waterfall of semen.
…Just one more time. Just one more…
This time I stood up from my seat and pressed the tip of my cock against her slime-covered entrance. The moment I was about to thrust my hips forward, I heard a dull thud as something hit the floor.
Startled, I jerked my hand back and leaned toward the sound. A mask lay on the ground. I picked it up and turned to look at the face of the woman who should have been wearing it.
“........”
It was the exact same face she’d had the moment Hyemi first removed her mask. Not just the expression—the entire appearance was almost perfectly identical. Her face was lost in emptiness. Expressionless. Her eyes sparkled with an eerie jade glow.
It was the face of someone who had just become a Saintess.
Hyemi, then Yunsol, and now her mother. This made three…
“…Haa, what the hell am I even doing?”
I locked eyes for a moment with those vacant pupils that weren’t really looking at me, then slumped down onto the floor. I had hoped Hyemi and Yunsol would be the end of it. I wanted to destroy this mask without dragging anyone else into it. Yet here I was, manipulated by it again. Moving exactly as the mask desired. Acting like a beast driven only by instinct and greed, with no reason left.
But I couldn’t deny—couldn’t lie to my own conscience—that it had felt incredibly good. And even now, the sight of this woman who looked just like Hyemi, her own mother, turning into something that belonged to me… a deep satisfaction was rising inside me.
Had I really gone insane? When I came back to my senses, I noticed the corners of my mouth had curled up ever so slightly.
“…Mother. Come over here and kneel.”
“.......”
I dragged my body, which felt weighed down by something thicker than mere fatigue, over to a chair and sat down. I gave the short command to the expressionless woman whose eyes sparkled with that jade light. She obediently followed and knelt before me.
“...Hyemi and Yunsol could do something amazing with their mouths. You can do it too, right, Mother? Whatever it is, use it. Satisfy me right now. I’m begging you.”
My head throbbed from the sanity that had stupidly returned. I didn’t want to think right now. I thrust my cock forward—standing tall and leaking precum from the tip—and gave her the order. Whether she understood or not, she lowered her gaze and parted her lips slightly.
And then—
“....Chuuub…”
The sound of air escaping echoed quietly as her lips met the head of my cock. A soft yet chillingly cold, sharp sensation pierced deep into my waist. The slight coldness quickly began turning into heat.
“Juuup, gulp…”
“Ugh…!”
It seemed her mother’s specialty was different from Hyemi’s or Yunsol’s. While those two could use abnormally long tongues or snake-like tentacles, her mother’s talent lay in her throat. Deep inside her gullet.
Without the slightest change in expression or even a gag, she swallowed my entire length in an instant. The inside of her throat was unbelievably tight and scorching hot. And it didn’t stop there—the mucous membranes began to move on their own. They contracted and expanded like an automatic onahole. They writhed, twisted, and spun in circles.
Even though she wasn’t moving her head at all—her lips sealed tight around the base of my cock—her mother quietly looked up at me.
Gluck, chuuup, slurp, gulp…
The wet, obscene sounds of her throat echoed quietly in the room. She wasn’t moving an inch, yet her throat produced the lewdest noises imaginable. I gripped the armrests of the chair and tried to pull my hips back slightly, desperate to escape the pleasure that was devouring me. But it was pointless.
As I pulled back, her throat pushed forward again, and this time I felt something new. Small and large soft bumps had sprouted all over, brushing and stroking every inch of my shaft.
“Ah…! Kugh… Mother, now…!”
The pleasure burned my mind pitch black. I couldn’t even speak properly. All I could do was clutch her head like a doll and, after the barest warning, unload everything I had. That was the limit of what I could manage.
“...Gulp, gulp, chuuup…”
The quiet swallowing sounds continued. It was about time she should have run out of breath, yet she wasn’t breathing at all—she was only swallowing my cum. I looked down at her. Even as foam made of saliva bubbled at her lips, and semen overflowed from her nose like snot, her face remained completely expressionless.
I really couldn’t get used to these Saintesses… Still, having those cold eyes do such insane things for me was… kind of nice in its own way.
“Whoa… You came a ton, huh?”
“Ugh…! H-Hyemi?!”
While I was savoring the cold shiver running down my spine like goosebumps and the lingering high of climax, a voice suddenly reached my ear. I jerked my head around like a freshly caught fish. At some point, Hyemi had regained consciousness and was now watching her own mother swallow my load right beside me.
“Mom’s almost fully transformed too! That makes two women you’ve claimed now. So? How is it? Our newly modified mom seems pretty useful, right? Hehe… If you went that hard on me while I was passed out, you must really like her, huh?”
Hyemi puffed out her chest with a proud ‘Did I do good?’ look on her face. Without waiting for my answer, she grabbed her mother’s head and pulled it back, yanking my cock free from her throat.
“Wow, you really pumped her full… Mom, share some with me too♡ Hauup…”
She marveled at the pool of semen still sitting deep in her mother’s throat, then immediately pressed her lips against her mother’s and began sharing the load. I watched the two of them—mother and daughter who had been perfectly normal just a week ago—happily swapping and drinking my cum.
“.....”
“...Chuuup. Huh? Wooju, you want to go again? Should I take care of you this time~?”
“Ah, Hyemi… We should really stop now… It’s getting really late.”
“Aww, what kind of excuse is that~? You don’t have any schedule tomorrow morning. Neither do I. So it’s fine. Let’s do as much as you want tonight, and tomorrow we can just go to school together♡”
Hyemi smiled brightly as she stretched a string of cum between her fingers into a ‘V’ shape, then rubbed my now-hardening cock against her cheek.
“Plus, we still have to finish transforming Mom. Right? Come here, Mom~!”
“............”
She dragged her still-expressionless mother over and made her kneel beside her in front of my cock. I couldn’t say another word. I’d already said it a hundred times before, but nothing I said would matter anyway.
Because—
I had already started looking forward to it.
The indescribable emotion of claiming not just Hyemi, but her mother who looked exactly like her. Even I could tell that something inside me was becoming more and more corrupted… but I couldn’t stop.
It was like cigarettes. You know it’s destroying your body, but you can’t quit. To me right now, this was no different.