Chapter 20
Chapter 20
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 20
Chapter Title: 4th Floor. New Hole
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Gomgom held a grand marathon meeting in my synapses, running through 69 seconds of high-level, intellectual logical circuits, but it couldn't figure out the secret of Unicelia that Log had suddenly revealed.
Well... the best it could come up with was that it looked like something plug-shaped was jammed in her ass, but that couldn't be the secret of a god in the D.D. world.
In any case, the water drop on the bridge of my nose was just water, no matter where it fell from, so there was no need to worry about it.
I'd just think of it as free points. What did it matter if the god who bore the epithet of "pure virgin" was actually an exposure-fetish sow prancing around naked with an anal plug shoved up her ass!
"Of course. Even if it was a Taepodong missile instead of a plug, I could overlook it."
My tolerance had reached the realm of a saint who appears once every few hundred years!
I was so magnanimous that, upon meeting 112.311, I was already plotting 36 different ways to paint Incheon's coastal waters with my cum.
"Right now, though, more than that..."
Maybe because the whole area was made of pristine white marble, my body—having trudged through that filthy sewer for nearly a week—finally started to feel itchy all over.
Fortunately, the altar area wasn't some barren spot with just the statue; it had interior touches like fountains, benches, desks, and other amenities.
And the thing I headed for was a fountain with clean, flowing water.
As if reflecting the designer's tastes—or paranoia—four white lions pressed ass-to-ass spewed water from their mouths.
Just a few dozen meters away, crystal-clear water gushed out of it, the kind you hardly ever saw in the sewers.
"This is a bit much."
I peered into the pooled water in the fountain, and the sight was a spectacle.
Untrimmed, scraggly beard that prickled unpleasantly; hair stiff with dried sweat, blood, and grime; skin black as if I'd rolled in mud.
I hadn't asked for this state, but it was hardly human-looking anymore.
"Time to wash up first."
As I stripped off the armor that had protected me from life-threatening attacks, it became even clearer just how grimy I was.
Anyone seeing me would think I'd been homeless for a decade, gathering every misfortune in the world—but nah, it had only been about seven days without a bath.
Now stark naked, reborn in my original smooth-skinned glory, I splashed the fountain's clean water over myself, reveling in a luxury that was extravagant for these sewers.
Well, "reveling" wasn't quite right.
"Hrrblrbblbrr!! Brrrlblblbl!!!"
The water was fucking freezing.
Why didn't people back then install boilers in fountains?
It was utterly barbaric, unfriendly to delicate, fragile souls like me—more weasel than man.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Did the gods lack the consideration to prepare hot water for anyone bathing in the fountain?
Or razors for those who wanted to shave?
In my opinion, these six gods must've gotten beaten to death by that giant eyeball buddy who showed up asking to hang out, only for them to serve pineapple pizza.
Thanks to that, scraping with an axe left a scratch on my handsome face—a national loss.
"Whew—too early to sleep, too late to explore, so only one thing left."
Of course, an onahole was still an onahole.
I pulled out the Lace Onahole, worn out and groggy from bashing the Giant Slime Blob, and the Blessed Slime Onahole.
They always filled my belly nice and plump when I used them, but pumping more fuel into these pathetic, premature-ejaculating onaholes made me sigh.
"What to do about the stamina issue..."
The gaze of the massive six god statues looking down felt burdensome, but I'd already gone at it hard with Severa in front of the angel statue. A few more wouldn't change anything.
Pop—
Thanks to the brutal cold shower, my balls had shriveled up, but staring at Unicelia's lewd statue and the Lace Onahole—legs folded, pussy spread wide for use—getting hard was no issue.
Throb, throb—
My cock, veins bulging with effort, was placed atop the Lace Onahole, doomed to be thoroughly ravaged.
"Kuh...! Isn't infusing mana by moving enough already! Anything more is pointless..!"
Severa's hand pushed hard at my cheek, but she couldn't exert any real physical force to shove me away.
She pounded at my chest like she wanted to escape from under me, but an onahole in submission mode couldn't harm its owner.
All it could do was clench pleasurably around my cock as it slid through her folds with every thrust of my hips.
Squelch— squelch— squelch—
Already no longer human, I filled her womb as if to impregnate the entity, ejaculating deep inside.
Severa shuddered at the sensation of the thick white fluid filling her, biting her lip in resignation before glaring at me murderously.
"Phew! It clings better the more I use it—guess you need talent even for onaholes to become a hero?"
"...Does this meaningless act bring you such joy?"
Her voice low and angry, yet somehow misty, made me smirk slyly.
She was probably wondering why I needed to fuck her again after already charging mana in the Lace Onahole.
But Severa was an onahole too.
And what reason did you need to use an onahole? You used it 'cause you were horny.
"Meaningless?"
I pondered how to explain that fact she couldn't—or wouldn't—grasp, when the thing plugged into Unicelia's ass came to mind.
'Maybe try the ass.'
Her pussy clung and rubbed so nicely, but to break her completely, I'd need to invest a full day like on the second floor.
I'm human too; better to see the woman under me panting desperately.
Same faint reaction was likely, but who knows? Maybe shoving it in her ass would make her surrender instantly, squirting ectoplasm.
I positioned the grinding Severa on all fours.
Her bloodless, pale skin—no human could have—was like flawless porcelain, her curves even more beautiful for it.
"You never tire... While you waste time on this nonsense, that absolute end draws closer to devour you!"
"Not certain, huh? And from experience, even after dragging it out, it'll still be on that floor."
"What do you...?"
She furrowed her brow at my meta comment on D.D.'s ending, but I gripped her plump ass and peered into the cleft.
Cum from my rough pounding leaked from her slightly parted crack, staining her unopened, flower-bud-like anus.
'Didn't care about her ass before... but damn, it looks hot like this.'
My finger advanced toward that semen-slicked, tight hole.
"Explain properly..."
Squelch—
First came the wetness, then the fine wrinkles and slick entrance.
My finger met strong resistance, nails and all, halting its advance.
But slowly, rubbing ever so gently deeper, I overcame the sphincter clenched in reflex.
Sluurp—!
"Y-You worm..! Th-That's not for putting in...! Pull it out right now?!"
At her shout, I tried pulling my middle finger—fully swallowed by her anal—from her ass, but it clung like it wouldn't let go, the walls dragging outward.
The suction from her intestines clinging to my finger was different from her pussy's.
Unlike the pussy's writhing like a separate lifeform, slowly building pleasure, the sphincter and intestines teamed up violently.
Like it was squeezing to milk me.
In my eyes, her asshole looked like an organ made solely to accept a man's ejaculation, beyond its original purpose.
"Oh. It's gripping my finger tight, won't let go?"
"Krruh♡ Uh♡"
"Losing it to just one finger? So cute—you had a different weak spot. Wonder if sticking my cock in won't kill you again from shock."
At her reaction, I placed my re-hardening cock on her bewildered, pleasure-confused face.
The hot shaft rested on her beautiful features, reeking of male musk.
"Hnnng! Ah, you vile bastard..! C-Can you call yourself a hero after th, is..!"
'Not a hero.'
She'd misunderstood on her own, in game or now.
But for now, I'd play the hero.
"Who knew a pathetic maso-onahole bitch like you had such spirit 'cause her ass is the weak point? Thanks, Unicelia! C'mon, say thanks too."
"Ridicul♡ ous! Ohk, uh♡"
Uncooperative? Poke her asshole a few times, and she turns meek—what better good-girl button?
I felt like I understood the euphoria of a groundbreaking inventor.
"Say thanks!"
Prod— prod— prod— prod—!
"Heek, hak, thaank— mmp!"
Her lips parted to beg me to stop; I pried them open, ramming my rock-hard cock down her throat.
Grazing her tongue, thrusting into the void-like depths, I savored pulling out roughly—the ectoplasmic throat contracting in stimulation, though no choking for a spirit.
With her face buried in my crotch like a sandwich, I kept tormenting her asshole.
Fingers dipping in and out of the pretty sealed hole.
Crooking my fingertips to scrape the walls made her body jolt, her throat clamping tighter—pure bliss.
If she were alive, blocking every breath while hitting her weak spot would've killed her for sure—but I did it guilt-free.
Past specters, ectobodies—no damage from such hardcore play!
Blurbleblurble—
"Mmphgrk, gulp, mmph..."
Ravaging her throat roughly built my ejaculation urge; cum vanished futilely into the ghost's belly.
Severa suckled my pausing, pistoning cock during the brief respite of my climax.
Her usual fierce face gone, she looked up with fearful eyes; our gazes met, she flinched, shoulders trembling, then awkwardly slurped my cock with wet smacks.
Obviously inferior to pussy—being her mouth and all awkward—but the thrill of her, always itching to devour me, meekly sucking instead? Delicious.
"Ha..."
"...Slurp— nn, smoo... chup—"
I sighed at the sight of her ass clenching in submission, conquest surging; she redoubled her efforts, fearing she'd done wrong.
That scared-puppy look—but I knew a secret she didn't.
'She came a lot.'
Massive ectoplasm mist rose from between her legs.
Face buried in my crotch for fellatio, she hadn't noticed—but it pooled so much her lower body was obscured.
'Real anal might kill her twice over, huh?'
I knew it wouldn't, but still worried.
"Ah— that was good. You think so too, right?"
"Hmph..!"
Squelch!
Sloosh— sloosh— sloosh—
Hand on her shoulder, she turned away primly, previous eager sucking gone.
What a stubborn onahole. I grabbed her soft breast; she didn't stop that.
Sloosh— slurrrble— chup—
"Keep that up, and next I'll really shove it in your ass? And show Maria how her friend cries when I fuck it."
"Kuh... Better annihilation than this humiliation from you."
"Not letting you go."
Sloo oop— squish— sluuuurp—
Losing an onahole like her would be a huge loss.
I'd revive her even if she died.
Unicelia, thank you! Wouldn't have known her erogenous zone was her ass forever otherwise!
Sorry for calling you a slut! Could just be an ass pervert.
Splurt—
A stream of thick white fluid flowed into the sparkling blue slime blob.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Why's there a puddle here now?"
A puddle had formed under Unicelia's statue since yesterday, but it was the safe altar zone—nothing major.
Unlike the fountain's pristine water, this had a slightly murky feel, but whatever.
Anyway, refreshed, I opened the door connecting to the fourth floor.