Chapter 38
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 36
Chapter Title: How Happy Do You Have to Be to Clap with Your Breasts?
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Every weekend, I was dragged off by the Magic Tower Master to go hiking.
"If you hole up in the lab without ever going outside, you'll end up with a hunchback?"
Damn that Magic Tower Master.
Did he have no friends?
I couldn't understand why he always picked me out of all the people around.
But what could I do?
If the Magic Tower Master said hike, then I had to hike.
That was the fate of the next Magic Tower Master.
After coming down the mountain, he always took me to a tavern.
A bowl of soup made by simmering pork bones for hours, paired with rice wine.
That, at least, I truly loved.
The place was run by a couple who had immigrated from some far-off eastern country. The first time I tried it, the funky smell made it hard to eat, but now, after having it so many times, it was the first thing I craved after a hike.
And whenever we had that soup and drink, the Magic Tower Master always brought up the same topic.
"What do you think is the most depraved position for sex?"
Vulgar pillow talk that ruined my appetite.
"I can say without a doubt it's doggy style."
"Isn't that just a normal position?"
"That's why virgins are... tsk tsk tsk."
"From next week on, go hiking by yourself!"
"Aw, sulking again? What kind of man sulks like that?"
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say most of my sexual knowledge came from the Magic Tower Master.
In a way, he'd taught me more about sex than magic.
"Doggy style is like using a living onahole. Unlike one made of slime, it's warm, tight, and she moans all 'ahh ahh' while you're at it."
"It even has handles—grab her hair just like this, her arms just like this, her hips just like this, her ass just like this."
"You have no idea how erotic it is when her puckered anus winks between those bouncy, jiggly cheeks."
Whenever he got drunk, I had to listen to that kind of talk.
The reason it suddenly came to mind was probably because of the situation I was in right now.
"Hooook...! Ahng...! Hic...!"
I was being used by the Princess.
She gripped my hips to keep me from escaping and pounded my pussy with her cock.
It felt like all my human rights had been stripped away.
Just like the Magic Tower Master said.
I was a living onahole.
Thinking about being used like a sex toy should have made me angry, but unfairly, my body was thrilled, serving up pleasure to the cock accommodating it so eagerly.
My pussy clenched tighter, as if trying to memorize every shape and vein of her cock more vividly.
I could feel the bumpy veins of her shaft through the slick walls inside.
"Relax your pussy."
Slap.
"Kyaaak...!"
Her control was too intense.
Every time the Princess smacked my ass, my vision flashed white.
It hurt.
There was a stinging heat on my cheeks.
She was treating me like a convenient masturbation toy, yet the pleasure made my belly quiver uncontrollably.
"Ah... my ass... Ung... don't spank my ass...♡"
I reached back to cover my ass.
My tiny palm couldn't hope to cover my huge cheeks completely.
"Haa... what am I ever going to do with you?"
With a soft chuckle, the Princess grabbed both my wrists.
She used my arms like reins, handles to grip.
It was impossible to shake off her thick arms with my slender ones.
"Hooook...! Haht...!"
It was less stable than when she'd held my hips, but with my arms restrained too, I really felt like nothing more than a sex toy now.
No, with my back arched and torso lifted, it reminded me of a figurehead mermaid on a ship's bow.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
With every thrust of the Princess's hips, my body rocked back and forth, my massive breasts jiggling and clapping together.
The sweat pooled between them made the sound lewdly explicit.
And the Princess wasn't one to miss it.
"How happy do you have to be to clap with your breasts?"
"Ah... ahhing... nooo...!"
"Doesn't matter how sweetly you say it—no one's buying it."
"Haaung...! Ok...! Ook...!"
I'm going mad.
Every time the Princess's cock stabbed deep, it felt too good.
I knew I shouldn't feel this way, but...
Humans are so weak to pleasure.
Instead of pushing it away and resisting,
we suck it in deeper, begging for more.
The first time is always the hardest, no matter what.
Sex was no different—the second time around, there was less resistance than the first.
Being born a man and bent over like a dog, getting pounded by another man was humiliating, but on the other hand, being taken like this didn't feel so bad.
I'm not gay...
That's when my eyes caught the mirror on one side of the lab.
Reflected there was a man and woman passionately slamming together.
Pink hair, green eyes.
The appearance my parents gave me at birth—and the woman with that appearance locked eyes with me, her gaze misty with ecstasy.
Right now, I was a woman.
It wasn't weird to be getting fucked by a man.
It was normal, natural.
So this didn't automatically make me gay.
Aah, whatever.
The more I thought about it, the more my head hurt.
"Focus."
That was when it happened.
The Princess pulled me into an embrace.
Her left hand supported my belly, her right wrapped around my throat.
Her thick forearm pressed lightly against my neck.
I was already panting for breath, and now it got even harder.
"Don't think about anything else. Just focus on making my cock feel good. That's Lady Withbel's job right now."
The Princess's sticky whisper tickled my ear.
My job?
Making her cock feel good.
Something a whore would do.
I couldn't believe that was my job right now... but it was true.
This was all for research.
We were doing this because I failed to check her curse last time.
As a researcher, if I made a mistake, it was my responsibility to deal with it.
And there were things to verify.
Like whether the curse weakened after taking her semen in my womb.
So I had to diligently pleasure this cock with my pussy.
I had to make her cum inside me.
It was my duty for the research.
Squeeze...
My pussy clenched down, milking the cock buried deep inside.
"Kgh...!"
A rough gasp came from behind.
Drawing out the Princess's moan gave me a strange sense of accomplishment.
I put even more strength into my pussy.
I worked muscles I'd never used before as hard as I could.
I could feel my anus puckering wildly in the process, but I just prayed the Princess wouldn't notice.
Pang! Pang! Pang! Pang!
She released her tight grip on me, but this time grabbed my ass cheeks hard instead.
She ramped up the speed, shaking her hips even more violently.
My plump ass flattened under her weight.
The sex I'd imagined was more refined...
This was less man-and-woman sex and more like a male beast mating with a female.
Maybe because of what she'd said earlier, I felt like livestock myself.
My brain is melting.
I realize anew just how terrifying pleasure can be.
"Oooook...! Haaguuuung...!"
Another climax hit me.
The curse lines had somehow reached 30.
I hadn't made her cum even once, yet I'd gone nine times.
At this rate, even taking a creampie would just bring me back to square one.
I recalled the Princess's words: "One creampie equals ten free orgasms."
"Lady Withbel looks so cute, but her moans are utterly vulgar."
"Uuuht... d-don't say that...!"
"I love listening to them because they're so hot."
"Haht...! Uk...! Ok...!"
These weren't sounds I was making on purpose.
Every time her glans battered my womb, noises bubbled up from deep in my throat.
Even I thought they were vulgar cries.
"It's about to come out soon. Where should I cum?"
This wicked woman.
So teasing.
She knew I didn't need to say it.
"If you don't tell me, I'll cum outside."
I'm going insane.
To think I'd live to beg for something like this.
I buried my face in the sofa and raised my ass high.
"In... my womb... hng... cum in my womb...♡"
Slap!
"Hyaaaaang...!!"
Slap!
"Good girl."
The Princess praised me in a delighted, laughter-laced voice as she smacked my ass hard.
It hurts.
I hate pain.
I definitely do.
But this feels good.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
Splash! Splash! Splash!
Sweat-slick skin slapped roughly against skin.
The Princess shook her hips as fast as a dog in heat.
With her weight bearing down, I felt like she'd crush me flat.
Squirt! Squirt! Squiiiirt!
My pussy, overjoyed by the relentless pleasure, sprayed fluids everywhere.
The pooled love juices on the sofa splashed all around.
And finally.
The trembling of my pussy flesh coaxed out her semen.
Gush! Gush! Gush!
"Haaaaang... it's... so hot in my womb...♡"
My womb filled with hot semen.
It was really just body temperature,
but my stupid pussy threw a fit, insisting it was scorching.
"Uhg... uuu... hic... hii...!"
I was swept away by the waves of climax.
I gripped the sofa, holding on to keep my mind from blanking out.
My hips flapped wildly against my will, my ass quivering.
"Ah.............."
My mind went blank.
The magic circle glowed white.
Ten lines vanished.
Verification complete.
Confirmed that the curse weakens through creampie.
"Hehe, hehehe......"
A dopey laugh escaped me.
It must have been satisfaction as a researcher proving my hypothesis.
But.
The remaining lines now numbered 22.
In the end, one more had been added.
Did that mean I needed to do it once more?
Take one more creampie?
Aah, aaaah.
I don't know.
My mind was fading.
One more............ I want it.
With that hazy thought, I blacked out.