Real Penis Experience (2)
Real Penis Experience (2)
Hatred toward Egen-ized men.
In truth, this emotion was utterly foreign to Uriel.
On the contrary, she had defied her influential political family in the Nordic Federation to independently join this prestigious and dominant Korean corporation, Eden Genesis, all for the sake of researching Egen-nam.
It wasn't their fault.
From birth, their genes had been manipulated to cultivate natural immunity to the S-X Virus.
At the same time, the innate male tendencies toward combativeness and wariness that destabilized society had been completely castrated.
Originally, there might not have been any need to go that far.
However, about 300 years ago.
The radical female government publicly culled S-X Virus carrier males.
And step by step, they expanded it to all males.
For women's safety, they designated T-Hormone as the hormone of sin.
Soon, masculine violence and pioneering spirit began to be controlled by two technologies that emerged around the same time.
The first was technology allowing self-reproduction using only female genes.
The second was T-Limiting technology to regulate T-Hormone from the fetal stage, along with genetic manipulation.
The ideology promoted by the female government awakened the suppressed unconscious of women.
It openly manifested in the direction of excluding men from society.
Thanks to that, humanity achieved an era of near-total peace without wars.
But strangely, progress in science and technology slowed down.
The imbalance that had persisted for over 300 years might exist somewhere else too, but most modern people were so accustomed to their current lives that they didn't even realize what it was.
There was nothing lacking.
But somehow... an inexpressible void in humanity had spread among all members of society.
One of them was the narrowed genetic pool due to offspring production by a single gender.
The increase in populations suffering from genetic diseases or mental illnesses was also counted among those phenomena.
So the recent trend was different.
Thanks to the progressive policies of the modern government, which seriously recognized the genetic diversity issue.
That was one of the main reasons Eden Genesis had risen so rapidly.
Because the biotechnology this company possessed received full support and sponsorship from the government.
Thanks to that, Eden quickly ascended to the global stage, and Uriel had come here hoping for experience.
From the start, her goal was the same as that of Eden Genesis and the Korean government.
'Restoring the natural reproductive ability of Egen-ized males.'
Simply put, it would suffice not to manipulate genes during the fetal stage.
However, even without it, they didn't possess the reproductive capabilities of the past.
Moreover, males who hadn't undergone T-Limiting surgery faced criticism from many women's groups.
In short, in the year 2430, modern males were gradually going 'truly' extinct.
If not protected, they were in crisis of natural extinction.
Ironically, even though the Fami-topia dreamed of by the female government and activists 300 years ago had been achieved, they were now researching male natural fertilization again.
Not everyone took this problem seriously.
Male extinction.
Loss of masculinity.
Such things sounded like talk of the Baekdu Mountain tiger's extinction from the past.
The majority of women weren't interested.
Extremist newspapers sensationalized it as the 'destructive advent of T-Hormone.'
No, even quite gender-friendly newspapers expressed similar concerns.
Even though they were practically castrated, males were still objects of fear.
The government publicly announced that it would completely control them.
It selected a few partner companies.
Eden Genesis took the lead among them.
At one time, Uriel from the Nordic Federation had felt deep interest in this mission too.
No, it was the natural course of events.
In fact, she had been deeply immersed in this topic for several years.
'How to revive the masculinity of extinct males.'
This research was the biggest reason she had come to Korea.
Korea was a country where the female-dominant society had taken root relatively quickly and extremely.
A nation where patriarchalism had persisted for thousands of years in the past.
Unbelievably, the current atmosphere was extremely different.
Perhaps it was a backlash against the dark ages of gender from the past.
Ironically, Korea had opened up male body research particularly early.
Anyway... Uriel had never regretted coming to Korea.
Rina was her benefactor who actively supported her and allowed her to showcase her talents.
The problem was that she had lost her curiosity herself.
And the reason seemed to be the primitive male she had recently met.
His penis spewing hot heat and his massive body made her look down on those Egen-nam.
[Chief Researcher Uriel-nim, the recovery resilience index for the Zone 1 Egen-nam from the procedure two days ago is below 15%. Without immediate medication, additional experiments today seem impossible-]
At that moment, a report came in through Uriel's smartwatch.
"Hah... SHIT, fucking seriously? Are you kidding me..."
Good thing no one was around, or rough words burst from Uriel's mouth.
She didn't swear in front of researchers, colleagues, or Rina.
She used a foreign-sounding, clumsy pronunciation and slow speech.
She didn't know why, but she did it that way.
No, if there was a reason, it was because it made getting along with people easier.
She could dodge complicated questions by blaming language.
Plus, it hid her gloomy side.
When she spoke like that, even suggesting research tasks tended to be accepted more leniently.
As expected from someone from a political family, she was adept at social navigation.
But when alone like this, her true personality often slipped out.
"Low-intensity exercise for 20 minutes two days ago... and they still haven't recovered? Fuck, are you joking?"
Uriel felt disillusioned.
A mere 15% recovery.
Since the data said so, it wasn't just whining.
Though the men whined about fatigue and that the experiments were 'harsh' at the drop of a hat, when extreme fatigue responses actually output as data, she couldn't force the experiments.
No matter how worthless male lives were, overwork deaths would put the company in a difficult position.
"What the hell did you do. You guys..."
The 'T-Limiting' technology solidified since 300 years ago was truly transcendent era technology.
Though Uriel was an expert in that field, regarding the 'fetal stage' T-Limiting that virtually all modern males mandatorily underwent, no experimental drug restored T-Hormone recovery.
In fact, it was a permanent and irreversible measure.
Even in the future 300 years later, she couldn't cover for what her ancestors had done.
The principle of the technology was relatively simple... but surpassing it was still elusive.
"Hmm... Got it, break time, looks like we need to give additional doses..."
Making sure her sigh wasn't audible, Uriel instructed the researcher, activated her watch, and on the hologram integrated control panel, fixed the monitor she had been most interested in watching.
[Urk, uuurk...!]
What came through the earphones was the thin moan of some man.
On the screen, a plump-fleshed man was shown thrusting his hips and ejaculating.
The female researcher who had inserted a cylindrical 'semen sample collection tool' into his 5cm dick reported.
[Medication administered in Zone 1, but ejaculation delay wasn't achieved at all. Proceeding with...]
She transmitted and explained the contents instantly analyzed by the AI mounted on the collection tool.
[Semen volume showed a meaningless increase below 0.1%... motility actually dropped further.]
The placebo made for natural pregnancy had failed spectacularly.
Uriel wasn't particularly disheartened.
It was something she'd been doing for years, with repeating results.
Irritated but forcing a cheerful voice, she thanked the researcher for their hard work.
"Let's call it a day here."
However, even after the lights went out in each zone, instead of returning to the Researcher Dormitory with the other researchers, Uriel stayed until the very end, then drifted like mesmerized to one of the research zones.
Before entering the zone, Uriel took a container of lube from the storage locker.
*
Uriel walked slowly like a ghost, passing between the Egen-nam who had all collapsed in exhaustion and fallen asleep.
'What have you even done to be snoring away like this?'
Uriel sneered inwardly.
"Y-Yes, Researcher-nim-"
One of the Egen-nam lying in the darkness noticed her sensitively, as expected.
If he knew that was the only reason he became Uriel's target, what reaction would he have?
"Shh."
Taking advantage of her face not being visible, Uriel gestured to him expressionlessly.
A chill beyond the expressionlessness she never showed other researchers.
It's you today.
So you should've just played dumb.
Take this as the will of God too.
"Lay down. This is research too. Stay quiet."
"Th-That..."
"Shut up, and just lie down."
"......"
Even without seeing well, the despair on the test subject's face was visible.
"Be naked."
"......"
As soon as he pulled down his pants, Uriel began kneading his dick.
Movements devoid of any caress or affection.
But his breathing only grew rougher, with no sign of reaching climax.
As if anticipating it, Uriel squeezed out a thick spurt of the prepared gel and sprinkled it between his legs.
At the sensation of the gel, cold yet burning hot upon contact, Egen-nam No. N began to sob.
"Shut up, I already told ya."
"Y-Yes, y-yes..."
Uriel put strength into her hand.
No matter how Egen-nam, such stimulation inevitably caused an erection.
Even if the result was only the size of Uriel's pinky finger.
She rubbed the small dick with her entire palm and scratched the glans with her fingers.
Not long after, with a final 'Agh,' the Egen-nam collapsed limply.
On Uriel's latex-gloved hand, a tiny bit of very watery fluid stuck.
Uriel brought that speck on the glove to her nose tip.
'Not even shooting out, and the smell is weak. Pathetic trash.'
Uriel grinned sadistically.
The other party didn't even have the wits to notice anyway.
"Good work. This is part of research too, so don't feel bad..."
She turned sharply and returned to the control room.
She shoved the lube container into the storage like throwing it, disposed of the gloves, and went back to the Researcher Dormitory.
It couldn't have been real research.
She had just vented her anger.
At the research that wasn't improving.
At her own frustration.
She had been indulging in such deviations for several months already.
The whole way walking the dark corridor, she was fuming inwardly.
'That guy wasn't like this...'
Men who discharged after just one fuck and were done.
Now, even sadistic pleasure was something Uriel could no longer feel.
After returning to her room and showering, she lay on the bed thinking of Kang Do-yoon.
In her blue eyes, illuminated by the bright ceiling light, a bewitching energy surfaced.
Without realizing it herself, her small hand clenched and writhed as if gripping something.
"It was fun. The smell was strong... and he recovered right away..."
Then, surprisingly, her dead heart began to come alive.