Yoon Ji-ah — Final Discharge (6)
"Huh…?"
"Your cock isn't dead yet."
Even after coming three times, my cock refused to die. The strength had drained out of it, but inside Althea the stimulation was already coaxing it back to fullness.
Am I going to be sucked completely dry and die like this?
Althea pressed down hard with the soles of her feet again.
"Wait! Seriously, just let me rest for a second—"
"Just a little longer. There's not much left now, so I'm going to push you through it."
At some point her voice had slipped back into her nurse's tone.
"You can cry if it's too much. In exchange, you leave here completely empty."
She lifted her hips.
Squelch—.
Her cunt, wound tight at its peak, clung to my cock in a sticky embrace. The spiral of her inner walls pressed in as if begging for more semen, scraping against every oversensitive inch of me.
"Ohho♡… ngh…♡♡ wait, seriously—!"
THWACK!
My words were crushed under her ass.
Althea brought herself down slowly, and deep. Rise up, plunge in deep, squeeze her walls tight inside, then let go.
Schlick— THWAP!! Clench—♡
It was a motion designed to wring out the last of my semen by exploiting how raw I was after each orgasm.
"Nnh… ngh… ohhoo…♡"
I couldn't form proper words anymore; only broken moans spilled out of me.
Whether Althea heard me or not, she changed her rhythm. Instead of slamming down, she rolled her hips back and forth.
The core of my cock swelled up all over again.
No way. I just came — and now I'm coming again?
"Good. I think you're about to cum."
Althea whispered it, picked up the pace, and began driving herself down onto me again.
Thwap, thwap, thwap—!
"Hii…♡♡! I-I'm gonna—♥!"
"Yes♡. Cum."
A short grant of permission.
SPURT—!
The fourth orgasm burst out of me. The volume of semen pumping out seemed smaller than before. My cock filled her pussy and pushed the load into it, and Althea, still seated all the way down, rocked lightly back and forth.
"Ohhoo…! It's coming out again, again…♡!"
Spurt, spurt—!
As the semen poured out in pulses, her pussy received every drop and clenched. She didn't absorb it right away, either — she pressed her hips down several more times, rubbing her walls against my still-cumming cock to drag out everything that was left.
"Nnh, mm…♡ It's coming out so nicely. Ji-ah… there, good girl♡"
The praise drove straight into my ears, and my cock pushed out one last rope.
Spurt—
Only then did Althea stop.
Gulp.
The absorption began.
This time her body shuddered briefly. Her pussy drank down the semen, and her walls stroked slowly along the length of my cock.
"Nnho…♡ ah, aah…♡"
Althea's hips trembled as she climaxed. No fountain came this time, but the inside of her pussy clenched hard, over and over.
Before she could even catch her breath, she was moving again.
"Let's keep going."
"I c-can't… I'm going to die like this—♥"
"Your cock disagrees, though?"
Just as she said, my cock wasn't wilting.
Stop getting bigger. Please, save your owner.
I begged my cock in the privacy of my own mind. It had thinned and lost its strength, but it was still reacting inside her pussy — twitching whenever she moved, hardening all over again whenever her walls tightened.
This time Althea rode me in short strokes, lifting until only the base of my cock stayed buried, keeping the head grinding against her deepest point.
Schlp— schlp— schliiip—
"Nn… ohho… ngh♡♡…"
I felt like I was dying, but it felt incredible. Counting how many times this made had lost all meaning. I could feel Althea's ass moving over me, and nothing came out of my mouth but mindless moaning.
"I'm going to draw out the last of it now."
Althea pulled her speed up.
Thwap-thwap—, thwap-thwap—!
The dull slap of flesh on flesh swelled through the treatment room once more. Her ass danced above my pelvis, her pussy rubbing my oversensitive cock without end.
"I-I'm cumming♡…!"
"Nnh, give me everything."
Althea sank all the way down.
"Every last drop you have left♡"
Those words were the final signal.
SPURT—!
The fifth orgasm was short. As if she were scraping out what remained, hot ropes poured into the deepest part of Althea's pussy. The sensation of my balls emptying was vivid — the swelling pressure draining away, the inside of my lower abdomen going hollow.
"Ohhoo—! It's coming… it's all coming out…♡"
Spurt—.
The last of my semen pushed its way out. Althea stayed seated deep and drew a long, slow breath.
And then, her pussy swallowed the final load.
Gulp, gulp.
Her walls contracted from the inside out, licking and scraping away every last trace as if determined not to waste a single drop.
Althea's body shook hard. Her tail convulsed a few times in the air, and her back arched in a lewd, trembling curve.
"Ohhoooo—!!♡♡♡"
Althea came. Her pussy clamped down tight around my cock and shuddered in waves, her thighs quivering, the flesh of her ass jerking and rocking on top of me.
Fsssha—aah! Splash—! Squirt——!
This time a long spray arced into the air, clear liquid soaking the mattress and darkening it with a stain.
Althea stayed still for a long while.
Inside her pussy, my cock was quietly losing its strength. The pulse weakened, the taut shaft softened, and I could feel it shrinking.
The fever that had crushed my body for days was draining away. Even my balls felt lighter.
As my cock slowly wilted inside Althea, her walls clenched around it, as if begging it not to go.
Althea looked back over her shoulder. Sweat-damp pastel-pink hair clung to her cheeks; her violet eyes were glazed, her mouth parted.
"You did so well, Ji-ah. I think it's really over now."
She said it with a smile.
The moment I heard that it was over, my vision blurred. My body no longer obeyed me, and the sensation of my cock losing its strength felt strangely unfamiliar.
My cock is getting ready to leave my body.
Althea carefully lifted her hips.
Schluuup.
With a wet sound, my cock slid free. Even the pop was small this time. As it slipped out limp and spent, thin strands of clear fluid and unabsorbed remnants stretched between it and Althea's pussy.
My cock flopped weakly down onto my belly. Nothing like the cock that had powered through the treatments — it hung completely slack, the blood draining from the engorged head, the veins along the shaft sinking back beneath the skin.
Althea knelt down beside me and wiped the sweat from my forehead.
"You're completely empty now. The Final Discharge is over."
The voice of the female in heat was gone — the nurse had come back.
I tried to answer, but only my lips moved.
Althea took my hand, her warm fingers folding over the back of mine.
"You won't be able to move for a while, so you can sleep. I'll come wake you in an hour."
The last thing I saw before my eyelids closed was those violet eyes.
"You've been through so much, my dear Ji-ah."
"Ji-ah, time to wake up now."
Althea's voice drifted in. "An hour's passed. How's your strength?"
My eyelids felt like lead. My body lay utterly drained; it took everything I had just to move a single finger. With an effort, I forced my eyes open.
Althea's face, inches from mine. The soft downward curve of her eyes, pale violet irises, pink hair. A faint flush colored her cheeks — the skin beneath her eyes and the centers of her cheeks lightly washed with pink. Her lips were redder than usual, too. The expression she wore looking down at me was tender, though something about it still seemed to carry a trace of worry.
I blinked a few times.
"When did I… fall asleep?"
My voice was hoarse. The moment the words left me, the rawness of my throat told me exactly how much I'd been moaning and gasping.
"Right after the final discharge. Your body hit its absolute limit, so that's completely normal."
She pressed the back of her hand to my forehead, then drew it away. And yet, strangely, my lower body didn't react to Althea's touch the way it used to.
It didn't react?
I tried to sit up first. When I pushed against the bed with my elbow, my arm gave out and my upper body wobbled. Althea's hand was immediately behind my back, steadying me.
"Take it slowly. If you jerk up all of a sudden, you'll get dizzy."
"I'm… okay."
I wasn't, really — my head felt like it was floating somewhere above me — but I sat up anyway. The blanket was tucked up to my chest, and the lights in the treatment room had been dimmed. A fresh towel and a cup of water sat beside the bed.
As I looked around, a strange sensation tugged at my awareness. My lips. Something soft and warm lingered there, a thin layer of body heat resting on them.
Did something touch me while I was asleep?
I absently touched my lips with a fingertip. Althea's gaze followed it down, and I saw her eyes waver.
"My lips…"
I started to say something about them, then stopped. Had I clenched my jaw so hard during treatment that they swelled? Or had they been pressed into the pillow while I slept?
Althea didn't answer. Instead, she held out the cup of water.
"You must be thirsty. Drink up."
I took the cup, and as the water filled my mouth my parched tongue came back to life. The lukewarm water slid down my throat and the thirst drained away.
And once it had, I became aware of the emptiness between my legs.
The male organ that had spent the past month asserting its existence beneath my stomach was simply gone.
The moment the fact registered, my hand froze around the cup. My gaze had already dropped below the blanket. I handed the cup back to Althea and gripped the edge of the blanket.
In the short breath before I lifted it, absurd thoughts crowded through my head all at once. What if it's still there and only the feeling is gone? What if the nerves died and I just can't feel anything? What if there's an ugly scar?
When I pulled the blanket back, the magic circle that had glowed red for days was gone. Only a faint mark remained on the skin — one you'd miss unless you looked closely.
And,
the male organ was gone.
In its place was the female anatomy that was supposed to be there. The small, familiar shape had returned — still slightly swollen and tender-looking, but my clitoris sat quietly where it belonged.
My body was a smooth groin and pelvis again.
To be sure, I pressed my palm down over my crotch. The heavy weight that had filled my hand for the past month wasn't there; only smooth bare skin met my fingertips.
"Congratulations, Ji-ah."
I lifted my head and looked at Althea where she sat beside the bed. Her uniform was as neat as ever, but she looked tired.
"It looks like the male organ has been successfully treated."
Althea smiled as she said it.
Successful treatment. For a month I'd hidden it behind my bag in the lecture hall, worn training pants, terrified someone would notice. I'd even bruised myself taping it wrong… and now I never had to do any of it again.
Tears spilled over. I tried to wipe them with the back of my hand, but my hand wouldn't obey. A tear dropped onto the blanket and bloomed into a small dark spot.
"Ji-ah."
Althea called my name in that same low, soft voice as always.
I let go of the blanket and leaned forward. I nearly toppled on the bed, but Althea had already opened her arms to catch me, and I fell into them.
She was warm. The same lavender scent as always — but this time it didn't set my lower body on fire. It was just soft, and warm.
"Hic… thank you…"
The words barely made it out. I buried my face against her shoulder and clutched her cardigan.
"Thank you, Nurse Althea… really…"
Althea's hand came up to rest on my back.
Pat, pat.
That same touch I'd received since my first day in the patient room, every time things got hard.
"You held on so well, Ji-ah."
She said it above my head. "You really did so well."
Althea held me, praising me all the while, and my fingers clung tight to the fabric of her cardigan. After a moment she gently took me by the shoulders and peeled me back, wiping the corners of my eyes with her thumbs.
"Now I'll explain the discharge procedure. I know you're exhausted, but try to focus just a little, Ji-ah."
I sniffled. "Okay…"
Althea pulled the bedside chair a little closer and sat, laying a small information file across her lap.
"In a little while, Dr. Han Seo-yeon will come check your results. She'll go over things briefly — your regression status, residual mana levels, and whether the prostate mutation has stabilized."
"Another exam?"
My voice came out all stuffy and nasal.
"Today it's just a short final check. If nothing's wrong, the discharge order goes through, and you'll go back to the fourth-floor ward and pack up your things."
Althea ran her finger down the checklist in the file.
"Then you settle up at the administration office, pick up your recovery mana stabilizer and painkillers from the pharmacy, and you're all done."
I glanced down at my lap, for no real reason. A few days ago, that thing would have been standing straight up. The memory set my ears burning.
Althea laughed.
"Your body is still settling back into its original state, so you might be sensitive for a while. Your clitoris in particular will stay tender for the next few days."
"What about… school?"
"If your condition is good, you can return to your normal routine tomorrow. But today, go home and rest. We can issue the attendance-exemption paperwork too. For privacy reasons, it will only be listed as 'hospitalization for a nationally designated special condition.'"
Thank goodness.
I wouldn't have to hand my professor a medical certificate that read futanari disease.
"And…"
Althea paused. She closed the file and looked at me, her violet eyes suddenly very close.
"After today, the same illness will never develop again. Once treatment succeeds, you gain immunity."
Ah.
I'd known that, but hearing it said aloud was different.
"Really?"
"Really."
Althea nodded.
"Your body is a woman's body now, Ji-ah."
I'd never have to wrestle with a male organ again for the rest of my life.
I was still thinking that when a knock sounded at the door.
Knock, knock.
Althea rose from her seat.
"Come in."
The door opened, and Han Seo-yeon stepped in.