Chapter 52
Chapter 52
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 52
Chapter Title: Floor 9. Nepenthes Onahole
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Crunch─
As I landed on the ground, the brilliant golden translucent sphere enveloping my body shattered like glass into countless pieces, completely nullifying the impact of the fall before vanishing.
Fall damage was nothing more than physical damage that ignored defense.
So, using the Scroll of Protection meant I could traverse floors with a vertical drop like this without taking any damage.
I stuck out my tongue at the sight of the silver box drooling thick saliva from the mouth of the dead fusion corpse, then kicked the body lightly for no reason and looked around.
A damp swamp.
Mud that sucked at my feet with every step, and vegetation visibly different from the 8th floor at a glance.
Its walls were made of bizarre trees with roots exposed above the water.
Unlike the tropical rainforest areas from the 10th to 8th floors, the 9th floor featured more swamp tiles that didn't catch fire easily.
"Wonder if there's anywhere decent to sleep."
In D.D., you could just light a campfire and sleep anywhere, but the thought of doing it myself made it seem insane.
Who the hell would lay out a blanket and sleep in a swamp like this?
In my opinion, you'd end up rolling around, face-planting in the mud, and suffocating to death.
"Gotta find a tree hollow or something."
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ A lumpy wooden wall. Dense growth rings on the floor and a faint woody scent.
Unlike the oppressively damp outside, the solid floor cradling my body provided a comforting sense of stability.
Is this what it feels like inside a baobab tree house hollowed out? I stretched languidly while gazing at the campfire I'd lit in the center.
Due to the floor being mostly flooded, the vegetation forming the walls had shifted to water-adapted plants like mangroves, and occasionally, their tangled roots formed massive trunks that created these tree hollows.
Usually just a spot you'd pass by while snagging an item or two, but right now, it was my precious bedchamber.
"Severa, got any way to remove parasitic organisms?"
"Eek... H-Hey... why'd you have to stick it in there..."
She was rubbing her thighs together desperately between her legs, as if she couldn't hear my question, twitching her hips now and then.
"I asked first."
Snapping at her, Severa finally stopped rubbing her thighs, bit her lip hard, and slowly sat down on the floor.
But even that slight movement drew a lewd moan from her as she squirmed uneasily. Raising my palm made her flinch with a "Hic─" sound.
"S-Sorry..."
'No, now it looks like I'm about to hit her.'
Spanking did involve skin contact, so you could call it hitting, but...
Anyway, it was just some light, affectionate skinship far removed from unethical violence!
Of course, to an anal-weak masochist onahole like Severa, even a light smack might turn her into a drooling pussy-juicer.
Not really my fault.
After a bit, once she'd gotten used to it and stopped flinching nervously, Severa furrowed her sharp brows and put on a deliberately serious expression.
The floor beneath her had darkened a shade, but I decided to ignore it.
"To remove that horrific End's Minion, something like sincere love or a kiss?"
"..."
She'd barely calmed down when she proudly suggested that absurd nonsense as a solution. My fist trembled with rage.
Hold it together, right hand.
Even she seemed to realize it didn't sound right, flinching as she spat out an excuse.
"D-Don't look at me like that! It's not like I know everything! And, well... in fairy tales and stuff, it's like that... uh."
She'd started strong but trailed off to an ant-like mumble by the end. Still, I got that she didn't know the method.
Might as well ask User ㅇㅇ.
Honestly, the guy hadn't even explained why my starter spell was such garbage, so he wasn't all that trustworthy.
'Just ask once.'
I'd originally planned to ask what "this time's me" meant, but there'd be plenty of chances later.
So, start with something immediately useful.
"Yeah, I think true love or a kiss could really liberate it. Super fresh, very Gen Z idea."
"Gen... Z? No idea what that is, but don't tease me...! The Inevitable End is just too unknown! There are records of it appearing, but nothing on what it looks like, what it does, or what it says!"
She wailed pitifully, and I plugged my ears.
Damn, threatening my precious eardrums. She really was a tentacle-eye spy!
"Agh! My ears hurt, tone it down!!!"
Kieeeek!!!
My flawless coping made Severa go quiet.
Bound with rope in onahole form, legs spread and dangling, dripping fluids—how humane and merciful for a spy threatening my eardrums!
Admiring my own magnanimity, I pulled out the Nepenthes Onahole I'd somehow ended up making.
The long, tube-like thing wasn't deformed cutely like the other onaholes; it was just a straight-up slice of the carnivorous vine's pitcher.
"Hm... texture's like a leaf."
Carefully inspecting the material with grave seriousness, it didn't differ from the other onaholes' fleshy texture.
However, the digestive fluid oozing from inside slickened my finger as I rubbed the inner surface—smooth and slick, no issues for insertion.
'But should I even use this?'
Not visually arousing like Severa or Kali, nor a novel experience like the slime. Just rubbing against plant leaves—would that feel good?
Plus, the shape meant I'd have to hold and shake it by hand. What was the difference from a handjob? Deep philosophical thoughts arose.
"Ah, then I just won't hold it!"
Good thing I'd brainstormed as a kid.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Slurp─ chomp─
The meaty texture filled my mouth.
My tongue glided over soft skin, savoring the sweet flavor until it met a firm nub.
Parting my lips slightly, I sucked in the nub, nibbling around it with my teeth. A faint milky scent accompanied the fluffy flesh filling my mouth.
"..."
I'd suckled her breast so devotedly that not a spot escaped my saliva's drenching.
Yet she showed no displeasure—instead, her huge nipple, fitting her massive chest, hardened as if signaling her own arousal.
"Haa... What the hell did you eat growing up? I can't even cup it with both hands."
Asking as I looked up at the Wanderer, but of course, no answer came.
She just supported my back with her arms, offering her breast more comfortably for my sucking.
Thanks to her consideration, I nursed like a blissful baby, suckling greedily.
And in my other hand was the freshly made Nepenthes Onahole, slowly dripping its digestive fluid onto my cock inside the tube.
This was the famed nursing handjob position.
A position perfectly suited to the Nepenthes Onahole, letting you bask in maternal love!
"Time to give it a try."
"..."
Her usual emotionless face seemed to say, 'You're using that? When I'm right here?'
I ignored it, latched back onto her breast, and bit down hard enough to leave a mark.
Twitch─
Sudden pain shook Kali's body. When she pulled away, my teeth marks stood out starkly on her areola, like I'd bitten into fruit.
"You're mine anyway. Got it? Better to be a good girl, listen up, and get pampered."
Lick.
Licking her nipple, she seemed to understand, slowly aligning the tube's entrance with my glans.
The digestive fluid poured so copiously it pooled on my lower belly, slick enough for smooth entry into the long, narrow tube.
Squelch─ Fully hilted without resistance, her hand pressing my pubic bone.
'What the hell is this sensation?'
Cool and slippery. A slightly firm outer wall. Not hard, but yielding under pressure like it might tear.
Unlike flesh, the alien texture sent a shiver down my spine, mingled with faint taboo thrill of sticking it where it didn't belong.
Glancing down at the grotesque sight swallowing my cock.
'Feels like I've abandoned my humanity.'
Kali's hand began to move slowly.
Her hand's warmth transmitted through the tough outer wall, squeezing and sliding up and down my shaft.
Splish─ splash─ splish─
In this cozy room warmed by the campfire, moisture evaporated, wrapped in Kali's maternal embrace.
Each time she rubbed the reddish-striped entrance against my glans and thrust to the root, the colliding digestive fluid echoed wetly.
Comfortable. Less like lewd play, more like prepping for cozy sleep.
The excess fluid made it so slick there was barely any friction.
Rumble rumble─
"Ah..."
Climax hit without warning.
Thick white semen filled the pitcher, replacing the digestive fluid.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ You ejaculated hard inside the carnivorous vine. The sensation of everything inside being pushed out. Watching semen spill from the tube engulfing my cock, I buried my face fully in Kali's breast.
Sniff─ Deep inhale brought faint milk and sweat.
The oddly addictive scent lulled me. I wanted to sleep like this.
Splish─ splash─ splish─
The wet sounds resumed.