Chapter 64

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 64

Chapter Title: Approaching Terror

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Umph!

"Hic!"

Deep within the sea of soft female flesh enveloping my body, the pleasure surging from my nipples ended up stimulating even the Aneros buried in my ass.

Seryl and Hilda had been rubbing just my areolas for so long, but when they pressed down hard on my nipples—squish—I jolted upright, throwing my head back.

"Eeeek!"

The sharp, tingling pleasure from my nipples. Even as my body convulsed, Seryl and Hilda kept their fingers jammed into my nipples, twisting them round and round.

"You look like you're feeling so good~ Let's make you cum hard from your nipples~"

"Let's make you climax like a little girl~"

Their warm, hazy voices echoed softly in my ears.

I writhed like I was being tickled, enduring the insane pleasure.

"Heek, heek, heek!"

But the pleasure wasn't just from my nipples. It was that unnatural movement of the Aneros in my ass, like I'd mentioned earlier.

Squish.

The faint pleasure from my ass made my hole clench, swallowing the Aneros even deeper.

It slid in naturally, then stimulated my swollen, excited prostate.

The jolt to my prostate sent pleasure radiating out, making my ass clench involuntarily and push the Aneros back out.

Umph!

But it didn't pop out completely. Instead, it sank deep again, its head crushing my prostate.

The automatic reaction from my ass twitching on its own.

Regardless of my will, it started pistoning up and down inside me, thrusting back and forth in my ass.

"Kkuuuugh!"

Shwaaa.

With its movements, a chilling sensation rippled from my crotch and hips like little waves.

A pop of pleasure burst from deep in my cock's root. It spread as tiny goosebumps racing up my lower back.

"!"

Then it shot up my spine like lightning, an overwhelming pleasure striking my crown. A prickling sensation like goosebumps inside my brain dominated my entire body.

My eyes snapped open in an instant, my back arching like a bow.

"Huuueeeek!"

Over the past few days with the Aneros plugged in my ass, I'd felt reactions a few times, but nothing like this.

No... nooo...

It's definite. This is a female orgasm. The kind only girls feel. I won't lose to this... I won't become a female...

There wasn't even direct ass stimulation. Just from having my nipples played with, and that thing stuffed in my ass...

If later a real futa cock or strap-on pierced my ass, the pleasure would be even stronger than this...

If that happened, I might just give up being a man because of ass pleasure and choose a future as a female.

But those thoughts were swept away by the wave of pleasure crashing over me. It was too massive and blissful to call mere pleasure.

In this indescribable ecstasy, space and time froze, a high-pitched eeee ringing in my ears.

I felt my mind go white as I was swallowed by the waves of pleasure.

"Ugggghhh!"

The boy arched his back like a bridge, tongue lolling out as he wildly shook ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠his ass.

His cock, now fully erect, had gone limp from the force, pathetically ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠flopping side to side with his hip shakes.

During a female orgasm, the dick naturally deflates.

Seryl and Hilda stepped back a bit to not interrupt his climax, continuing only to twist his puffy nipples.

Sylvia had also pulled her mouth away from the boy, watching him wail in ecstasy with a small sigh.

"Heut, heut, heut..."

It seemed the Aneros in his ass had stimulated his prostate, driving him to a female orgasm.

Seryl and Hilda kept fiddling with his nipples but wore slightly worried expressions.

"Ah. We weren't supposed to develop his ass."

"What do we do, Head Maid? If Her Majesty finds out..."

To ease their concerns, Sylvia stroked the boy's lower belly with her hand.

"It's fine. There was no direct ass stimulation. What we did was develop his nipple sensitivity... that's all."

As Sylvia gently caressed his lower belly, it twitched, making his hips buck.

"Huuueek!"

It was like a woman with a womb right there in his belly.

Biologically, males and females diverge from the same early embryonic form, so traces remain. Like how men who don't nurse have nipples, or how the male glans and female clitoris are homologous.

Women have uteruses, but men once had the developmental origin for them too. The prostate is linked to that—the part where the uterus would form.

"Heuk, heuk. Heeeeeuk!!"

This pitiful, cute boy wailing like a girl wasn't so strange. Depending on development, men can feel pleasure equal to—or greater than—women.

Besides, the boy had bathed in His Highness's bathwater, accelerating his development, and his innate female talent was exceptional.

'Of course...'

Sylvia eyed the cute, dangling cock in front of the boy.

Losing his masculinity entirely would be a problem. She'd heard his semen had immense rarity and research value.

Well... they could force it out with ass orgasms.

'...'

Personally, Sylvia hoped the boy's cock stayed intact. So that someday, she too could...

Sylvia gripped the hem of her skirt tightly, hiding her slightly damp crotch.

"Huugrrr..."

That's when it happened, as everyone watched the boy lost in ecstasy.

Zuuung.

A black vortex swirled into existence in the room filled only with the boy's pitiful moans.

Then.

Click.

A confident stride echoed as the mistress of this demon realm—who'd been out—returned to the Demon King's castle.

Erzebet surveyed the room's scene with intrigued eyes.

Sylvia hurriedly bowed to the sudden return of Erzebet.

"Y-Your Highness."

Seryl and Hilda, who'd been teasing the boy's nipples, slammed their heads to the bed and prostrated before Erzebet.

Erzebet gestured for them to rise, then spoke.

"Having quite the fun, I see. Sylvia. Seryl, Hilda."

Only then could Sylvia lift her head to look at Erzebet. She held what looked like a shopping bag in her hand.

The black dragon emblem on the paper bag—it was the mark of the Ma-ryong Zepeto Workshop. She'd gone there to pick up custom-ordered items.

"Uggguk..."

Erzebet held the shopping bag in one hand, gazing at the boy endlessly climaxing.

"Looks like the development's progressed nicely. Good. I've got the items ready, so bring the boy back to my chambers tonight."

"..."

I opened my eyes.

My last memory was Sylvia, Seryl, and Hilda going wild on my nipples, leading to an ass orgasm.

I'd trained my mental fortitude for days, but it seemed useless against a female orgasm's pleasure.

Opening my eyes, I was greeted by the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠familiar real-world room. And the system window.

600,000 points. A huge haul, but it didn't feel great.

Like I'd become a gigolo selling my body or something.

Feeling a bout of post-nut clarity, I closed my eyes.

I didn't want to admit it, but after several parallel world lives, my body was fully getting conditioned as a female's.

This time, thankfully no futa strap-on, but the Aneros was steadily finishing my ass development.

The Aneros wasn't in my ass right now, but it felt uncomfortable, twitchy somehow...

'Fuck...'

And ending this round like this meant next round, I'd definitely get pounded by Her Majesty.

The cyberpunk world too. Considering the chairman's tastes, my ass was getting raided there right away.

No choice... time to step into a new world.

'For now, rest...'

Life with Sylvia was blissful, but stamina training and Azazel's lessons were brutal.

Take a few days to recover in the real world. The bunker was safe anyway.

That's ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠when it happened.

Beep.

An alert from the surveillance system: intruder approaching.

I hurriedly hit the remote, pulling up the external CCTV on the TV.

"!"

And there, on the screen, was the last person I wanted to see.

A remote mountain village.

Vroom.

A sleek sports car, roaring with an exhaust note out of place in this rural spot, pulled to a stop.

Click.

The door opened, and a black high heel hit the ground.

From the heel stretched stunning legs, a voluptuous ass, and a slim waist.

The perfect urban ice queen in office lady attire.

Hunter Association President Yoon Joo-young.

Joo-young stepped out with her smartphone, surveying the surroundings.

A wild hill overgrown with grass and trees. At first glance, untouched by humans.

But Joo-young spotted, far off, a rusty chain-link fence untouched for years.

Squinting slightly, mana gleamed in her eyes.

Even at that extreme distance, she read the sign: Private Property, No Trespassing.

"...This is the place."

The reason this busy woman had come to such a remote spot?

The boy's trail... tracking Shota Lee Yeon's movements via CCTV and purchase records led here.

No doubt, that damn brat was holed up here.

'...Shall I go?'

Snap.

Joo-young pocketed her phone and strode purposefully toward her target.