Chapter 22
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 22
Chapter Title: Evolving Monster
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A sinister pressure weighed down on me.
This is... anal sex?
My cock was buried deep inside Yu Ji-won's asshole.
It's nothing like her pussy.
Much tighter, way hotter, and that entrance grip was no joke.
Like a scorching rubber band clamped around my shaft, refusing to let go.
The problem was, my orgasm wasn't over yet.
"Graaaah!"
A beastly groan burst from my lips.
My cock throbbed wildly inside her ass.
Squirt. Squirt.
Semen kept gushing out nonstop.
Which meant my pleasure was dragging on too.
"Hweeeut!!!"
Yu Ji-won let out a scream.
Her back arched like a bow.
Her face twisted in something between agony and ecstasy.
Her sphincter clenched down on my cock like it wanted to bite it off.
That squeeze only fueled my climax even more.
Vicious cycle... or was it virtuous?
My legs trembled uncontrollably.
Splurt... splurt...
Only after pouring it out for ages did the flow finally taper off.
I wrung out every last drop.
"Haa... haa..."
Panting raggedly, I pulled my cock free.
Pop-!
A crisp yet heavy sound.
Yu Ji-won lay sprawled across the sofa.
I checked her condition.
"......"
It was bad.
Her eyes had rolled back, drool trickled from her mouth.
Worst of all was her lower belly.
Bloated.
The other women had just been a little plump.
This was full-on bloated.
I hadn't just cum in her ass.
I'd cum in her ass too.
Her womb and rectum were packed with semen.
"Uu... my... belly..."
Yu Ji-won groaned in pain.
Cold sweat poured down her skin.
Couldn't leave her like this.
"Chief! Snap out of it! We gotta extract it!"
I propped her up.
Her legs were jelly; she could barely walk.
I half-dragged her to the donation machine.
Sat her in the chair.
With shaking hands, she grabbed the dildo-shaped extractor on the machine.
Then guided it to her pussy like a pro.
Squelch-.
The machine hummed to life.
Vrrr-.
White fluid sucked up the clear hose.
Gush gush gush.
The load I'd dumped in her before Oh Yu-ra.
500ml drained in seconds.
"Haa..."
Her expression eased a bit.
But not enough.
Her belly was still bulging.
My final anal load was still inside.
How do we get that out?
Enema? Toilet?
I watched her worriedly, but she moved.
Pulled the extractor from her pussy.
Then.
Without a second thought, took it behind her.
Between her ass cheeks.
The wrinkled hole.
She shoved the dildo right in.
Pfshk-.
"...!"
Gasp.
Extracting from her ass too?
Wasn't that machine pussy-only?
Any hole works?
She caught my shocked look and managed a weak smile.
"Hehe... don't worry, donor."
"Ah, sorry... that obvious?"
"Veteran helpers... we get S-Backup procedures too."
"...S-Backup?"
Fuck.
Another term I'd never heard.
Knew S-Save, but S-Backup?
I racked my brain.
If S-Save stored cum in the womb...
S-Backup must store cum...
...from the ass.
Simple.
Blunt as hell.
Save up front.
Backup in back.
Whoever named it had killer instinct.
Straight-up savage.
This world had its ass-lovers too, no doubt.
Tech evolved for them.
Demand breeds supply.
Vrrr-.
The machine kicked on again.
This time, semen drained from her ass.
Drip. Drip.
Hitting the donation bin.
Watching her...
...kinda hot.
Honestly, anal wasn't my thing.
Or so I thought.
But that squeeze earlier.
And her cleaning her ass with the machine.
Hit my conquest kink just right.
Then.
Ding-.
Ding-.
"...?"
What the?
Sounded like a game effect.
Glanced down.
My dick.
Thought it was dead, but it was rearing up again.
Towering proud, twitching like it was dancing on its own.
Ding-.
Bouncing with each pulse.
Insane recovery.
Nah, straight-up monster.
Just dumped nearly a liter.
Still not enough?
Won't end with one round.
Click.
I stepped out, door shutting behind me.
Corridor was dead quiet.
Fixed my clothes, glanced back.
Room looked like a warzone.
Two women sprawled on the sofa.
Oh Yu-ra straight-up passed out, mouth gaping.
Yu Ji-won stared blankly at the ceiling, heaving for breath.
Like a typhoon had ripped through.
...Did I do that?
Impressed myself.
Not talking technique.
Stamina.
Hardly been active long; no way I had skills.
Oh Yu-ra, sure...
Hwick grad, so thrusting when her walls clenched was the trick.
But Yu Ji-won?
Veteran chief helper.
Pro sexer.
Pushed her to the brink of blackout?
Beyond technique.
Sheer physical dominance.
Endless volume assault.
Guess the internet tales were true: big dick and tons of cum mean no skills needed.
Strutted down the hall, full of swagger.
Shoulders squared.
Heading to the counter, receptionist spotted me.
"Oh! Donor!"
Eyes went wide.
"Already done? Why alone?"
Helpers usually escort.
Jerched thumb back, cool as ice.
"Might wanna check inside."
"Huh? What hap—"
"Cleanup needed."
"Pardon?"
She blinked confused; I strolled out.
Auto doors whooshed open, cool breeze hit.
Refreshing.
Dumped over 1L just now.
First and second rounds.
Total around 1.5L?
Mild exhaustion.
Legs a bit wobbly, throat dry.
Not unpleasant.
That post-workout glow.
Grabbed an ion drink from the nearby convenience store.
Gulp gulp.
Thirst quenched, head cleared sharper.
Stamina's ramping up.
First time here, loads were 400-500ml.
Now nearly 1L per shot.
Body adapting?
To this world?
Or my potential unlocking...
Why though.
Hospital checkup?
...
Nah.
Just enjoy it quiet-like.
On the way home.
Phone buzzed in my pocket.
Vrrr-. Vrrr-.
Checked the screen.
[Ye-na]
Little sis.
Answered.
"Yo, Ye-na."
[Oppa! Tomorrow's the weekend, right? You know!]
Her voice bubbled with excitement.
Weekend.
Ah, right.
Weekly deal.
Exclusive pussy contract.
Time to deliver.
"Course. Got it. Home tomorrow."
[Yay! Mom's joining too, so hurry! Got it?]
"Yeah, got i... wait."
Footsteps halted.
What'd Ye-na just say?
Mom... what?
"H-hang on... Ye-na, say that again?"
[Huh? Mom's joining too.]
"......"
[Told you last time? She's super pumped!]
God. Holy shit.
She's for real?
Thought it was half-joke.
When Mom said, "Save some for me later~"
Figured it was just mom hype for her boy.
Of course, banging Mom? Hell yes.
Jeong Na-yeon.
Anybody'd peg her early 30s.
Good days? Late 20s tops.
Body?
Beats Ye-na's.
Fitness goddess.
Honest confession...
...Jerked to Mom's panties too, not just Ye-na's.
That lace one in the laundry basket.
Shoved it on my face and went to town.
But that's separate.
Panty sniff vs. real deal? Worlds apart.
Even as a die-hard incest freak.
Been here barely ten days.
Sex tally? Maybe ten times.
Still noob.
Me vaulting straight to Mom...?
Mother-daughter combo?
Leveling too damn fast.
[Oppa! You there?]
Ye-na prodded.
"Y-yeah... listening..."
[Anyway! Be here before lunch. Mom's grilling eel!]
Eel.
The stamina-booster tail kind.
Mom's locked in.
Fatten up the boy, then drain him dry.
Scary women.
[Bye! See ya tomorrow!]
Click-.
Stared at the phone, dazed.
Guess tomorrow I'm fucking Mom.
Can't dodge? Enjoy it.
Yeah.
Filial piety.
Semen's cash here—giving Mom mine? Peak son duty.
Self-rationalized my way home.
Next day.
Home apartment door.
I fidgeted in front of the keypad.
Hand wouldn't move.
Truth was...
Slept on it. Mind shifted.
From "Really gotta do Mom?"
To "Can I even handle Mom?"
Want to.
Want it bad.
Beloved little sis and beloved Mom.
Drown in pleasure between 'em.
Deep breaths.
Huu... huu...
Yeah.
Godsent shot.
My lifelong dream—no, every ince$t bro's fantasy.
Bail now? Regret forever.
Resolved. Punched the code.
Beep-.
Door swung open.
"I'm hooome..."
Kicked off shoes, passed the entry.
Stepped into the living room.
Unreal scene hit my eyes.
"......"
Breath caught.
Mom and sis.
Buck naked.
Not a stitch on—birthday suits pure.
Standing side by side, welcoming me.
"Oh, son's home?"
Mom beamed.
"Oppa! Why so late!"
Ye-na pouted.
They walked my way.
Breasts swaying with each step.
Mom's heavy, voluptuous tits.
Slosh. Slosh.
Ye-na's firm, perky ones.
Bounce. Bounce.
Porcelain skin.
Trim waists.
And below, pink flesh.
This...
Normal family life?
Even in common sense rewrite world.
Naked greetings standard?
Or special event for me...?
Brain scrambled.
One thing crystal: my dick was reacting.
Pants tenting hard—about to rip through.
Mom, fuck.
Curse slipped out.
Too good.
Too horny.
Wait, doing Mom now—'Mom fuck' too crude?
Fix it.
Dad, fuck.
Sperm-dump deadbeat Dad deserves it.