Heaven and Hell
After accepting Hypno's proposal, Meimung's daily life split sharply into two halves.
One was her usual routine: helping crowds of people, basking in their cries of "how cute!", all while enduring the endless voices of doubt echoing in her mind.
"Ngh! Urk...! Hic!"
But once she got home, stress twisted her stomach into knots, dry heaves threatening to burst from her throat.
The other half began the moment morning training wrapped up—she'd head straight to the consultation room.
"Welcome, Meimung. Looking cute as ever today."
"H-Hypno oppa~♡"
Meimung spent about an hour to an hour and a half each day soaking up Hypno's "cuteness" in his consultation room.
"My head...! P-Pet my head quick...!"
"There, there. Aww, our Meimung is just too precious."
"Heh, hehehet...."
Every first meeting, Meimung always craved head pats.
Once he'd stroked her hair enough, Hypno would flash a sly grin and say,
"Well then, Meimung... shall we get started?"
"...♡ Yes♡ Please spoil your cute~ Meimung lots today too♡"
Parched for praise, Meimung grew hungrier with each passing day, eagerly accepting Hypno's doting.
It started innocently enough with belly rubs.
Then arm massages, and the next day, she even let him knead her breasts.
At first, a flicker of Is this okay? crossed her mind.
But the terror of those doubting shadow-voices outweighed it, and she couldn't bear to lose the bliss of Hypno's praise.
And above all...
Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze.
"Ahh...♡ Ahn♡ Hypno oppa♡ How are Meimung's boobs? You like 'em? Aren't they cute?"
"Of course. Not many girls have tits this per~fect. Kneading them gets me so hard my dick springs right up."
"Waaah...♡ Ahh♡ Ahn♡ Meimung's so happy☆"
Every time she asked, Hypno's hands roamed her body, calling her cute—and it ignited pleasure not just in her heart, but her flesh.
Honed by groping and fucking countless women, Hypno's technique filled the primal cravings that even hypnotic calm and joy couldn't fully sate.
That euphoria gradually opened Meimung's body to him.
Now, Hypno freely kneaded her breasts, ass, and thighs. He even toyed with her tail and ears at will.
"Meimung's tail is so dainty, and her ears twitch so cutely—love watching 'em. That fluffy texture? Adorable."
"Ah♡ Aaaah♡ Oppa...♡"
Beastkin ears and tails—off-limits to outsiders by nature.
Yet a sprinkle of praise while touching them, and Meimung yielded instantly.
She was that starved, that desperate for Hypno's words.
Hypno oppas praise feels too good...♡ Even better than Mama's... More...♡ Oppa...♡ Hypno oppa...♡
Her mind was steadily invaded by Hypno's presence.
It had crossed into outright dependence.
Yet Hypno never touched her pussy, never kissed her, never fucked her.
He drew a firm line: this was purely "praise therapy" on request.
The most intense it ever got was...
"Meimung, mind helping me out today?"
"Yessir♡ Hypno oppa♡"
He'd drop his pants, revealing his rock-hard cock for her to behold.
"Sniff♡ Sniff sniff♡ Snuuuuuff♡ Haaaah♡ So strong today...♡"
Just letting her inhale his dick scent.
Meimung would grant any wish short of taking her virginity.
If he said "suck it," she'd drop to her knees in a heartbeat—she was that hooked on him.
But Hypno held back.
After letting her sniff her fill, he'd pull up his pants and say,
"Time flies. That's it for today, Meimung."
As the fixed morning slot of an hour and a half ticked down, Meimung stared at the clock in disbelief.
"Huh!? A-Already? Already... over? N-Nooo...."
Day by day, the end of session terrified her more.
Outside that room, "kind" words twisted into doubting whispers, gnawing at her sanity.
The sweeter the taste of bliss, the crueler the crash.
"I hate to end it too, but I've got stuff to do. You've got requests and patrols, right?"
"Ah, uuu... H-Hypno oppa! T-Today! M-Meimung could give you spe~cial service! I can stick by Hypno oppa's side aaaall day! P-Patrols can skip for one day, no biggie... Other adventurers can handle requests☆"
Meimung forced calm into her voice.
But tears welled in her eyes, her grip on Hypno's robe trembling violently.
Fuck, that's hot.
Her clinging dependence, ditching her cherished routine just to stay near him—it made his cock throb.
He ached to fuck her senseless right then.
But Hypno endured, saving it for the perfect climax.
He was a man who could restrain himself for the big payoff.
"Oh yeah? I was planning to skip requests and counseling today anyway."
"R-Really!? Then today you can praise Meimung lots..."
"Was gonna head back to the inn and make love to Winte all day."
"W-Winte unnie? M-Making love?"
"Yeah. We fuck every~ day, but I figured one day of slow, deep loving."
"I-I see."
Hearing that, Meimung's anxiety spiked.
She knew better. With Premi and Yandi, she'd watched in the consultation room at Hypno's invitation.
But tagging along to spy on "normal" lovers' sex? She couldn't bring herself to ask.
"Uuu, urgh...."
What if she pushed and he got annoyed, stopped praising her? The thought choked her words, leaving her sniffling in silence.
That vulnerability only stoked Hypno's lust higher.
This fragile bunny, dependent on him, dying to cling but too scared of rejection—shivering in place.
It ignited his possessiveness.
"Meimung."
"Y-Yes, H-Hypno o-oppa...."
"Mind if I teach you something?"
"T-Teach?"
"Yeah. Remember with Premi and Yandi? I showed you sex service and top-tier whore training right in front of you."
"Y-Yes...."
"I want Meimung happy not just as an idol, but as a normal girl too. You wanna save your virginity for your future darling, right?"
"Y-Yeah."
"So for your sake... this time, I'll show you me and Winte—the real essence of loving sex. What do you say? Wanna learn?"
Meimung nodded frantically, grasping at the lifeline.
"I-I do! Meimung wants Hypno oppas sex lessons!"
"It might be intense..."
"N-No problem! Even intense stuff's fine for everyone's idol! Myu~myung☆"
Outside, she'd nail her idol act flawlessly.
But before Hypno—the man she'd latched onto—she couldn't even fake it.
"Alright, as everyone's idol, you'll handle it fine."
Flawed logic from Meimung, but Hypno let it slide.
"Yes! So... I wanna learn!"
"Then let's head to the inn. Winte's probably waiting in the room."
Hypno petted her head as he spoke.
"After fucking Winte... I'll spoil you lots for waiting so patiently."
"Waaah...! Yay! I'll wait super quiet! Learn super quiet!"
"Good girl. Meimung's such a cute, obedient 'everyone's idol'."
"Hehehet♡ Love it♡"
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Meimung trailed Hypno back to the inn.
"Hey! Meimung! Cute as always!"
"Meimung sis~ Hi!"
"Whoa, Meimung? Heading in already? Still cute today!"
"Milky Meimung! Hey~."
"Hii~☆"
-Really? Really? Really? Really? Really? Really? Really? Really? Really? Really? Really?
"Hypno oppa~ They say I'm cute!"
Praise me, praise me, praise me, praise me, pleasepleaseplease!
"Meimung being cute is a given, right?"
"Ehehe~ Hearing I'm cute always makes me happy!"
Praise from passersby, chased by doubting echoes.
Each time, Meimung craved Hypno's words.
His silenced the noise—but fresh compliments revived it.
Heaven and hell, over and over.
Why this torment? Why her?
Meimung had given up pondering causes.
All she wanted now was...
Hypno oppa...
His praise alone.
Every "cute," every head pat, every stroke of belly, ass, thighs.
The doubts vanished like lies, replaced by joy surpassing even her mama's love.
Meimung craved that high forever.
Suddenly—a stray thought.
Walking with Hypno, she contrasted past and present.
Her mother, Mai-mung, leaving Awis with her new darling.
Back then, Meimung just wanted to be like mama, envied her new love.
But now, reflecting...
Why did Mama find a new darling and leave Awis? Couldn't I... come too? Meimung's everyone's idol now, loved tons... but I'm hurting like this. Living with Mama was never like this. If she'd stayed... lived with the new darling and me... it wouldn't be like this...
No certainty.
But the vague notion lingered.
Mama said she loved Meimung...
Even Hypno's bliss couldn't heal the wounds gnawed by doubt.
Her scarred heart fixated on one uneasy possibility.
A truth child-Meimung, and even adult-Meimung, had ignored.
Did Mama... abandon Meimung? Ditch me for her new darling?
The instant the thought hit—facing that long-settled truth...
"Eut...."
Meimung froze mid-step beside Hypno, ears drooping long, body quivering faintly.
No, no, no, no! Mama...! Mama didn't... aban-abandon Meimung!
She shuddered, denying the fact she'd unearthed.
She just went seeking happiness with her new darling! Not abandoning me! B-But what's the difference... N-No!
"Hah, hah, hah, hah."
Ragged breaths. Cold sweat. Shaking pupils.
Her fragile mind, battered by Hypno's highs and doubt's lows, teetered.
"Meimung."
Hypno turned, gently taking her hand.
"H-Hypno o-op... pa...."
She steadied—just barely. Onlookers missed her breakdown.
"Once we're in the room, I'll praise you lo~ts. 'Our cute little Meimung.'"
"Ah, aaaah...."
Just those simple words "cute," and the gnawing anxiety, the torment, evaporated.
Hypno oppa...♡
Her mind filled with his smiling face.