Black and White Pussy Duel Spin-off + The Saint's Cum Shampoo

Let's check in on the pussy contest participants this time. Of course, I'm too lazy to look at everyone, so just two of them. The first one eliminated, the white pussy, and the black pussy who survived to the end.

That blue-haired white pussy... Estelle, was it? Or was it Yastel?

She got knocked out over some bullshit about narrow hips, then took a uterine fisting to her pussy. Her name's gotten fuzzy now, so I had to pull up the replay real quick. For the record, it was Estelle.

Once I confirmed the name, I headed straight there.

"Non-Human Bitch!!"

The view in front of me changed the instant I input the fast travel command. Before I knew it, I was standing in front of some restaurant. One that had a sign saying it was closed for a while.

And right next to me was that white pussy from back then, dressed neatly in a chef's uniform.

"...Huh? Chef Kim Doyeon?"

"Nice to see you."

"Chef, are you here to eat some pussy?"

"......"

Damn, she comes right out with it. So the settings I changed are still in effect.

Hold up, does that mean they're selling pussy instead of food now?

"Do you sell pussy here too?"

I asked out of curiosity. She gave a casual reply.

"If a VIP like you shows up, sure, but otherwise? Not really. Turnover's bad anyway, and we've got other dishes to make."

"Ah."

"Oh, I did let my dad have a taste last time since he was curious."

"A... ha."

Come to think of it, she was ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the daughter of the imperial head chef or something. Picturing her dad slurping away at his daughter's pussy... well. It's a bit much even for me, but is this right?

"Your pussy isn't something to give to just anyone. Let's save it for someone you love."

"Hmph... you don't have to play the gentleman. That's what I was gonna do anyway. I was embarrassed to even show it to Dad at first, but he threw a fit about what kind of pussy could beat mine..."

"I see."

Well, at least this prevents the daily dad-daughter pussy-sucking disaster. Feeling relieved, I looked ahead.

I could guess what this closed restaurant was.

"This is that... black pussy's..."

"Lia's restaurant. Couldn't handle the customers, so we're closed for a bit."

"Got it. And why are you here, Estelle?"

"To have a pussy duel with Lia."

"Oh."

Speak of the devil—perfect timing... no, that look in her eyes says they've done this more than once. Maybe I just stumbled on their daily pussy duels during the closure.

Realizing the truth, I nodded. Then the white pussy, Estelle, glanced at me slyly.

"Um, if you're here to eat pussy... could you judge again?"

"Judge?"

"We can't decide a winner ourselves. We both insist ours is better..."

"I see."

The fish is biting the bait itself. I nodded right away. Being a judge is always fun.

After that, things went smoothly.

"Estelle! Long time... Chef!?"

"Today's special judge for the pussy duel: Chef Kim Doyeon."

"I asked him since he was here. What do you think?"

"I-I'm fine with it, but..."

"It's not an official contest, so relax. I won't nitpick like last time."

I sat at the table, waiting leisurely.

"Just give us 30 minutes..."

...My leisurely wait soured quick, so I skipped ahead again. Anyway.

Thanks to that, the table was suddenly overflowing with pussy in a blink.

"Sorry for the wait... This is Lia's special pussy. It's already plenty wet, so just slide your tongue in and savor it."

"Estelle's special pussy. To eat: rip the stockings, spread the pussy, and taste the contents."

"Ho ho."

So this is the black and white pussy rematch. Interesting. Very even matchup.

"Lia on the left? Spreading one leg for easy access while leaving the other natural to consider the eater. Excellent."

"U-Underwear's fine too, right? Panties hooked on one thigh, bra just lifted up."

"You've grown a lot. That plating from before..."

"P-Please don't bring that up! It was rushed, embarrassing quality when I served it."

"Got it."

Quality my ass—pussy's not meant to be served anyway. Whatever.

Now I turned to the right. Estelle had pantyhose as pussy packaging, so her pussy intrigued me.

"Estelle, anything to say about your pussy?"

"Skirt hides the hips, highlights my proud ass instead. Stockings over bare pussy for texture contrast."

"Impressive. Let's start with Estelle's pussy."

Riiip—

The low-denier stockings already showed everything through to her asshole, so not much point, but... the warmth bursting out the instant I tore them. The lewd pussy scent wafting from the soaked folds.

I dove in with my tongue right away.

"Lick lick lick lick lick."

"Hyah♡ Ch-Chef...♡ Does it taste good♡?"

"Yes. Worried after the fisting, but it's not a wrecked gape."

"Went to the temple♡ Ah♡ and begged for healing♡"

"Oh ho."

Even got that chewed-up pussy healed. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠+20 cute points.

"Lia's pussy... is the pussy itself."

"I was inspired by Marianne's pussy. If it's a good pussy, best to keep its natural flavor."

"Indeed."

Anyway, brown-haired pussy judged. Both looked at me. Black pussy nervous, white pussy smug like how's this? She even wiggled her ass, flashing pussy and anus to tempt me to the end.

Of course, no change without that.

"White pussy, Estelle? You survive."

"...Knew it."

Estelle clenched her fist triumphantly. Black pussy bit her lip in frustration... but accepted it.

"Honestly felt the loss when I saw the stockings. You're good, Estelle."

"Practiced in the mirror every day since. Figuring how to make it more arousing."

"Yeah, you win today."

"Rematch next time. Won't go easy."

They warmly acknowledged each other. Almost touching, like emotional BGM should play. Would've been nicer without the insane lines and exposed pussies.

Alright, that's enough of them...

"Well, I'm off. Good pussy."

Pussy contest losers checked, business done here. Yawning wide, I left the restaurant.

Then reached for the console window. To fast-forward time with admin privileges.

Wonder how our plump black pussy's doing~.

Pussy contest winner, priestess Marianne. I creampied her with instant pregnancy confirmed. Set it to birth in a week, built her up to saint status.

Wonder how she turned out. Couldn't sleep without checking.

One month ahead... should be good.

"Alright, let's go! Gantapiya!!"

Blink—and I was in a fancy room.

Oh, she really became a saint.

So, how'd it go? Full of anticipation, I scanned the room.

Soon spotted a familiar face.

"...Oh my, Chef. Long time no see."

"......Huh?"

But her outfit was way more conservative now.

"Heard you became a saint, came to check. That outfit?"

"This? Saints have to wear these."

"Looks uncomfortable..."

"No choice. Goddess Church rules."

"Tch."

All wrapped up like that, her lovely belly fat's hidden. Thick fabric hides the tits too. What a waste. I reached out immediately.

Light tweak to saint settings... outfit, hmm. Pervert holy slut wear with appearance swap should do.

Perfect. Wiped the settings, slapped on the new outfit item. Bonus: swapped her old saint clothes to floor rags.

Hit apply, and Marianne's outfit changed instantly.

"But this too is the Goddess's grace! Though my body is humble, I'll serve with all my heart!"

"Ooh!"

Lower half: stockings to mid-thicc thigh and black panties. Top: two long cloths draped like curtains over bare skin. Thin fabric shows almost all her tits. Side view? Nipples too.

Now this is the proper saint outfit.

"Excellent attire."

"Hehe... thank you!"

"Right, what about the baby you had?"

Outfit fixed, time for curiosity. Asked where her baby was.

Surprising answer.

"Izabella? The Pope's raising her lovingly full-time."

"The Pope?"

"She's gotta have strong divine blood. Says she'll pour holy power into raising her."

"But you're the parent..."

"Oh, not forced. I go feed her milk every day."

"Ah."

Worried my kid got snatched, but nope.

Pope's... a woman. No issue.

Console confirmed Pope's female. Worries melted.

A smile spread on the saint's lips.

"Oh, since you're here, mind a favor?"

"Favor? What?"

She had something to ask me. Reached for console. NPC or not, she bore my kid—I'll grant most anything.

"Could you cum on my hair?"

"......Huh?"

Said most anything, but... what the hell, saint?

"I'm a saint, but first a pussy contest winner, right? Lots wanted to taste my pussy."

"Ah... so?"

"Luckily, pregnancy swelled me up post-ceremony, so fewer now in the church. But still many who want."

She continued: As a low priestess despite saint title, can't do much. Wants to serve her one skill: pussy. But...

"My pussy's incomplete without your cum as sauce."

Her peerless pussy only when topped with my jizz. Low self-esteem saint reluctant without it.

True, even the princess said her pussy was meh plain.

"So? Why hair, not creampie?"

Only mystery: why hair, not pussy? Asked, she smiled shyly.

"Don't have enough pussy for everyone, so at least let them smell the scent..."

"Scent?"

"At the ceremony, you came on me, remember? They loved the smell. Blends perfect with my pussy aroma."

"......Ah."

Her pussy + my cum = ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠peerless, even scent mix works. This insane game. How OP is it?

"Why specifically hair?"

"Holds scent best. Even after washing, a week of your cum smell wafting. Lets more smell it."

"Aha!"

Summary: Wants to reek of cum hair forever, so shampoo with jizz.

Was gonna keep it wholesome...

"Here we go."

Whipped out my dick, shoved at Marianne. She bent at the waist with a grin. Curtains sagged by gravity, tits ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠fully exposed.

Staring at her nape, I called out.

"Three-Minute Cup Ramen!"

Spluuurt—!!!

Cum gushed onto her head. White jizz clumped thick on silver hair.

She grabbed it right away.

Squelch.

"Thanks for the unreasonable request~♡"

"I'll help, Saint."

"Thank you!"

A nearby priestess joined, massaging familiarly. Cum squelched in, spreading through hair and scalp thoroughly.

A week? Nah, month of cum stink. Walking streets: Did that crazy bitch spray cum perfume? Imagining it... hot. Grinned unwittingly.

"Let lots experience my cum scent. Priests only."

"Church is all women anyway, got it!"

"Yes. I'm off."

And to the rest of the women...

"Yawwwn."

Time to really log off.

Ditched plans for remaining women. Only inn girls and princess left. Inn girls' punishment was a week—month skip means done. Princess not my type anyway.

Wrap with her, log out, fresh 2nd session tomorrow.

Hunting logout button.

"Well, I'm out..."

"Oh, right! Heard the princess is desperately looking for you. Seen her?"

"......Ah."

Quest popping right at logout—my most hated thing.