Rule 26: Sticky Comfort with a Naked Apron for the Gloomy Toilet

Rio left the village two days ago for causing a commotion. Rumor has it she even mentioned a real name, which is taboo around here. Guess you two were pretty close?

That was what Evelyn said as I was leaving the hospital room.

I'd spent the whole afternoon reminiscing about my time with Hyo-eun.

At first, I wanted to deny it. I hoped it was all a lie.

But sitting blankly on the empty public toilet bed, wasting away the hours... now I finally got it.

The reason Hyo-eun had called me by name.

The moment she decided to have me all to herself, she must have sensed she'd have to leave Dia Village.

Because slave ownership belongs to all the village residents, including Hyo-eun and Ruby.

That's why she wanted me to remember her not as the alias Rio, but as one woman named Hyo-eun.

She thought of me that much.

"Haa..."

Her innocent smile and gaze lingered in my mind. Looks like I regretted letting her go more than I thought.

I was drowning in deep despair like that when—

"Toilet dear~. Feeling a bit better?"

It was Amelia's voice.

I heard that gentle tone but kept my head hung low, whispering in a hoarse voice.

"Yeah... Sorry for worrying you..."

Normally I'd greet her happily, but right now I didn't even have the strength to lift my head.

So I spaced out, ignoring Amelia's shadow for a good while, until—

Swish. "Mind if I join you for a sec~?"

Amelia suddenly burrowed under the blankets and climbed on top of my legs.

Whoosh.

It happened in an instant.

Along with a fresh tangerine scent, my vision filled completely with Amelia's smooth back.

Only then did I realize she wasn't wearing anything under her apron.

Squeeze, stroke.

Before I could even panic, Amelia grabbed both my hands and pulled them inside her apron.

Right away, her pudding-soft breasts filled my palms, that massive, slime-like bountiful chest squishing gently to the shape of my hands.

"A-Amelia...?"

Stunned by the sudden ambush, I called her name, and Amelia pressed right up against me, whispering.

"...Can we just stay like this a little while? I want to comfort you."

"..."

"Seeing you mope all day without eating anything is making me sad too. So, can't you comfort me a bit? You can grope my breasts as much as you want~."

Amelia gripped my hands on her breasts tightly.

I couldn't see her face, but her sincerity came through clear.

I felt a bit absurd, but I leaned my head on her shoulder and slowly started moving my hands.

Squish squish.

Heavy but soft. And... warm.

Being pressed so close together quickly heated up the blankets with our body warmth.

Our skin stuck sweatily together, but it wasn't unpleasant.

If anything, my gloomy heart felt a little healed.

Haa...♡.

Toilet's embrace is so warm, I feel like I'm melting.

Especially his gentle hands kneading my breasts. It's ticklish but somehow gets me all excited.

My thighs are already soaking wet down there.

But since we're stuck together like this, it'd be a shame to end it here, right?

So, to cheer him up even more boldly, I pressed my butt right up against him and decided to perk up his limp cock.

Wiggle wiggle~♡.

Mmm~. As expected, rubbing with my ass gets a reaction right away, hehe.

Squeeze, press!

My favorite beastly Toilet cock stabbed at my ass then slapped stickily against my back~.

I can feel his warmth and pulse from the hardened shaft.

Now that Toilet's ready too, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠he'll probably turn beastly and ravage me rough, right?

A little embarrassing, but I resolve to give myself fully to him.

"Amelia."

"...Y-Yes?"

Eek, that startled me...

Toilet suddenly called my name so sweetly, I slipped into polite speech without thinking.

Keep teasing me like this, and I'll get even more tense...

"Amelia, you absolutely can't leave."

"...Huh? What do you mean all of a—"

Grab!

"If even you leave, Amelia... I really won't be able to take it... So for now, just... just let me hold you tight like this a little longer..."

...Fwaaaaaah!

T-Toilet... saying that here... I'll... when you hug me so tight like this, I...!

I can't hold back the flood leaking out from below...

......

Like that, I held Amelia close for a good while, steadying my heart, when her body suddenly started heating up intensely.

I peeked up to look ahead. Amelia had her head bowed, wearing a troubled expression.

Her face flushed bright red, breathing raggedly, she let out small whimpers like she was about to cry.

"Hnnng..."

Her gentle eyes were brimming with moisture.

"D-Did I hug you too hard?"

Panicking, I tried to loosen my arms, but—

Grab.

"N-No, it's not that... It's just my heart... my heart keeps pounding... won't stop..."

Won't stop? What?

"M-My legs feel all weak and...

Right then, I realized the area under Amelia's ass on my thigh was soaking wet.

To find the cause, I released one arm from around her and groped her drenched butt.

Some slippery liquid.

Following it, I saw her thighs were thoroughly soaked.

Growing bolder, I slipped my hand between her inner thighs. I felt a stream flowing from between her pussy lips.

"Hnng♡."

Amelia whimpered like she was crying and wiggled her ass.

"It's all... your fault for making me like this..."

Only then did I realize Amelia was incredibly aroused.

I gently covered her precious place where the love juices were flowing.

Amelia, panting for breath, whispered so faintly I could barely hear.

"...Give it to me."

"...Huh?"

"...I mean... with your fingers... mess me up... make a mess of me..."

Mmph!

The moment Amelia finished speaking, soft lips covered my mouth.

Immediately, a tangy tangerine flavor filled my mouth, and her squishy tongue forced my lips apart, licking my tongue obsessively.

Her hot breath tickled my cheek more intensely than ever. Like she ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠didn't want to let go, Amelia pressed my cheeks with both hands.

I hesitated briefly at the sudden kiss.

But matching her aggressive tongue play, I cupped Amelia's precious place, flowing like a stream.

And as she asked, I diligently stirred her plump, swollen pussy flesh with my fingers, pressing firmly.

Then, from above and below, the sounds of intense lovemaking echoed in my ears.

Thud!

I carelessly tossed the mechanical pencil I'd been holding onto the desk.

"...Haa."

A major textbook lay open in front of me, but not a single word registered.

Or more precisely, my body was itching so bad I couldn't stand it.

Even sitting in the chair, I kept squirming my hips.

Trying to study still, my thighs throbbed strangely, heat building up between them.

"Annoying."

I couldn't focus at all. It was all that idiot Rio's fault for suddenly throwing a tantrum and ruining my entire plan.

Clink.

I took a candy from the small jar on the desk and popped it in my mouth. Instantly, a sharp mint flavor filled my mouth.

Feeling a bit better, I stared blankly at the ceiling, and suddenly, that slave's massive cock from a week ago flashed in my mind.

Crunch.

At first, he just seemed like a dimwitted fool. But once I got home, I realized it was bigger and thicker than any dildo ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠in my room.

"That's why I wanted to try it sooner."

It was frustrating enough to lose rock-paper-scissors and get bumped to second turn. But because of that bitch Rio, my usage rights got delayed a whole week...

"...Can't take it."

Scrape.

I stood from my seat and headed to the management office bathroom.

Official usage period starts in two days.

I'd reserved the slave for exactly noon, but I had zero patience left to wait that long.

Assignment deadline was looming, and patience isn't in my vocabulary anyway.

He's a slave with no human rights. If I need him, I can just fetch and use him right now.

So, I decided to go get my exclusive bio dildo early to knock out both my backlog assignments and my urges at once.