Chapter 27
Chapter 27
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 27
Chapter Title: 4th Floor. The Dungeon is Always Clear After Clouds
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Albert, who had been dragging his feet, was gone now, and the passageway felt far more pleasant.
Finally enveloped in cozy calm, my hand naturally slid up her arm to Severa's waist.
"...You know how people will look at us if we don't hurry back, yet you still want to do it here? It's more comfortable than in this crumbling tunnel, but..."
Severa was starting to talk more as I hugged her from behind. It felt cool yet fluffy, like embracing a cloud. Looking down, I could see the curves of her body.
As strength began to build in my lower body, my pants bulged, slowly riding up along the cleft of Severa's ass.
The thin, short dress that hugged her figure caught on the rising bulge in my pants, lifting it up and exposing her smooth, pale ass.
"Eut... You impatient bastard..."
I pressed my body closer against her slyly, and with a shameful look on her face, Severa was slowly pushed back against the wall.
Her hands braced against the wall to steady herself as she shook her plump ass side to side, pushing back against me in return. It was enough to set my whole body aflame.
No one would believe she was a specter with an ass that juicy. Each sway left and right exposed more and more of her skin.
I licked my lips without thinking at that coquettish wiggle that seemed to beg me to thrust inside.
My cock was now so swollen it felt like my pants might rip. Begging to be freed, I tossed my armor aside in one go.
The heat trapped inside from the intense battle escaped, mingling with the gradually cooling air of the passageway.
Savoring that sweet chill, I placed my steaming cock right in the perfect groove of Severa's ass.
"Hut... If you're gonna do it, hurry up and finish."
"You're extra eager today? So even if you talk tough, you're just a bitch in heat dying to get stuffed full."
Maybe it was the reward for using her diligently every day.
She grumbled a bit today too, but now she was making the gestures herself, begging for my cock first.
A giant leap forward for an onahole!
"That's exactly what I hate...!"
She pouted, refusing to turn and face me, staring straight at the wall. But the faint tremble in her ass betrayed how much she was anticipating my cock.
"No matter what I say, you'll just ravage me anyway. Wasting energy arguing is a one-sided loss, so I'm just giving the reactions you want!"
"Ah, sure. Even for a ghost, you're soaked down here, but whatever."
Severa kept making excuses, talking more, but as I rubbed between her massive cheeks and positioned my glans at her slit for insertion, I felt the slick wetness.
So much moisture leaked out that I didn't even need to touch it. Coating my glans as I thrust my hips forward, it slid smoothly into her cleft.
"Hurry up and shove that filthy dick inside...!"
"Hm... Come to think of it, I need to subjugate the Wanderer first. My bad. It might take as long as it did with you."
"Wh...?"
Severa turned back with a dazed look as I placed the horrifically long-named "Parasite Knight Onahole" on her back. Her pussy clenched tight, refusing to let go, but I pulled my glans out.
The glans that slipped free glistened as if coated in her fluids.
Severa stared at me like a woman scorned, but I hummed a tune as I admired the onahole I'd made from the Wanderer.
Her dark purple hair mixed with Severa's stark white, like wine spilled on fresh snow. The onahole's characteristic subtle deformation and unfocused eyes made her look even more like a doll.
"Wait! You're using me as a mere stand?!"
"Your height is perfect. The floor's full of sharp rocks."
"..."
Clearly shocked at being reduced to an onahole mount, Severa glared at me with wide eyes.
Her gaze was chilling enough to understand what inspired "midwinter frost."
But I was a man determined to be a hero who follows his own righteous path. Such silent pressure didn't faze me.
Glare all you want! In the end, once I fill that belly, you'll roll your eyes back and squirt ectoplasm thick with lewd juices.
What a cheeky, unlearning onahole.
I laid my rock-hard cock between the onahole's thighs. As it transformed into onahole mode, its body shrank, barely covering down to just below her chest.
It looked too tight to fit, but I trusted the onahole's elasticity.
I gave a light thrust of my hips, and a softness clung to me—different from slime mucus or Severa's ectoplasm.
'Silicone? No, way more like real human skin...'
It felt just like tracing a woman's body. Thinking of Severa made me feel the warmth too. It had to feel amazing inside.
I swallowed hard and spread the onahole's legs wide.
Her legs parted lewdly without resistance, but her pussy didn't show. It was pinned under my cock.
"No lube, but I have something perfect to use instead."
Severa was fully sulking now, refusing to even look at me as she stared at the wall. I aimed my cock back at her pussy.
Her drenched slit quivered in delight at reuniting with my cock.
With my cock shifted aside, the Wanderer lay frozen in a slutty pose, her pussy spread wide. Like she was begging to be pounded into slavery right then.
Time to oblige.
"What..."
Severa's voice held a hint of anticipation as I gripped her hips and rubbed my glans against her slit.
Squish—squish—squish—
Sticky fluids mixed with the air, turning to a sloshy sound.
The trembling ethereal flesh brushed my glans, greedily caressing it on the edge of entry.
"Ung... Hng... You were planning to fuck me after all..."
"Of course I'll fuck you, but you're next. Wait your turn."
"Wha..."
With my cock slick enough now, I realigned it with the Wanderer's hole and pushed.
The slit parted slowly around my glans, struggling to swallow a cock too big for it.
Without the ectoplasm lubing it up, the tight entrance might not have given.
The winding inner walls clenched hard as my glans forced its way in.
As my cock delved deeper, her lower belly bulged gradually, signaling how far I'd gone and urging me to hilt it.
"O... Way tighter than I thought?"
Unlike Severa, whose physical sensations were faint even when materialized, the Wanderer's pussy throbbed with vibrant life.
Writhing folds, powerful squeezes with every motion, contractions and relaxations sucking me in like they aimed to heighten my urge to cum.
Less a masturbation toy, more an impregnation device.
"Kraaah! First time seeing cock and already trying to milk it dry! You slutty cunt...!"
"I-Is it... that good...?"
Squelch—squelch—squelch—
Slap! Slap!
"You inserted elsewhere, so why are you slapping my ass... Hngg!!"
I slammed my cock in hard once more.
Her belly bulged near her ribs, making me worry they'd pop out. Her massive tits, somehow perky without a bra, jiggled along with her sinking abdomen.
True to her toy name, ruthless pistoning with no mercy.
Only my ragged breaths and slapping flesh filled the empty passage.
Glurch—glurch—glurch—
The onahole trembled as it regurgitated thick spurts of semen.
Even with my cock still inside, excess cum leaked from our joined parts.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ You ejaculated hard inside the Parasite Knight Onahole. Filled to overflowing with backflow, yet no subjugation message—just that one log.
She sucked my cock eagerly during, but now acts like it never happened. My plan for stubborn onaholes is always the same.
The tendril plunged deep into her mouth, caressing the shaft to coax out more cum.
Praying for that life-rich fluid, it tried to induce pleasure with its clumsy alien sensations, but met only rough friction from my cock again.
Already coated in cum several times, the unsubdued Wanderer. On a whim, I checked her mouth—home to the Bell of the End's tip, a tendril.
As a Parasite Knight, shouldn't I subjugate the host too? That sparked this oral action.
Though using an onahole, could it count as sex?
Didn't matter. The slick tendril sliding down her throat, oozing fluid, wrapping and rubbing was better than expected.
Sometimes insertions are described like other creatures, but this really felt like one grinding alongside.
Surging urge to cum in seconds. Feeling my cock swell in her throat, the tendril froze wrapped around the shaft.
Shudder—
Relentless ejaculation like blowing your load on tissue.
Sticky semen slid down what should be an esophagus. Or did the tendril store it?
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ You have subjugated the Wanderer (Bell of the End). "Haaa... Having a warm body feels so good..."
Pulling my cock from her heated mouth—warm from body heat and friction—I could've sworn steam rose from it.
"My turn now..."
"Hey, slime! Satisfy me with what you're good at!"
Slurp—slurp—slurp—slurp—♡
At my single word, the Blue Slime Blob plastered itself to my crotch, moving the mucus beneath its gelatin surface to suck my cock. It glowed with holy light.
It greedily slurped up the lingering cum from the Wanderer, begging for more with its motions. I screamed.
"Kraaah!!! You fucking bitch! Who said to suck my dick dry!!! Take it easy!!!"
"What about me...?"
I recharged Severa after turning her into an onahole.
Today was truly rewarding!