Ravaging the Throat (1)
Right after assigning her a role, the pressure emanating from the summon vanished. Now she truly felt like my possession. The stabilized mana of the summon was actually more potent than when it had been raging wildly.
"What? Oppa, what did you just say?"
"Huh? I didn't say anything."
He brazenly lied to Haru before turning to the summon. Even now, he could sense this level of power—if he gave her a name too, would she grow even stronger? He'd summoned her purely to serve as a cum receptacle, but at this rate, she'd be a huge asset in combat as well.
What should I name her?
She looked human on the outside, but she was ultimately a toilet for dumping semen into whenever he felt like it. If no one was watching, he would've named her something fun like "Cum Toilet" or "Mouth-Cunt Bitch"—names that'd make his cock twitch just hearing them. But there were eyes around, and someday he'd have to introduce her to people, so he'd better hold back on the embarrassing ones.
"Master, please... grant me a name..."
The summon's lips begging for a name weren't thick, yet they looked plump and springy like ripe cherries. He wanted to shove his cock right in there.
Should make her lick my asshole too.
Later, if he summoned one more, he could have one do fellatio while the other rimmed him. Perfect. She wasn't human anyway, so no guilt—just pure convenience all around.
"Alright. From now on, your name is Bidel."
"Bidel... I like it. Thank you so much."
He'd named her after a bidet that cleans asses instead of a regular toilet, and she liked it. Good.
The sudden message floating before his eyes left him baffled.
"Haru, there's a weird message in front of my eyes. What's this?"
"Someone must've sent a chat. I'll show you how to use the internet."
According to Haru, the president had summoned a massive wall encircling all of Korea. By donating a bit of mana to the wall, you could access part of its abilities: the network.
"Signing up for the network is easy if you have a name and mana."
There were over 10,000 networks, one per wall.
"Our country's main one is called 'Big.' But in villages, you're supposed to use the chief's network too, so sign up for that."
Come to think of it, village chiefs and the president could grow stronger just sitting around without fighting. Of course, summoning a wall now would make them latecomers who couldn't compete.
"OK, signed up."
"Then I'll invite you and Bidel to the chat room."
He was about to reply when Bidel messaged from another chat room, distracting him.
Bidel's eagerness was admirable, but she was being a distraction right now.
"Bidel, we're heading into the department store now. You can fight if monsters show up, right?"
"Yes, Master."
As she spoke, Bidel cloaked herself in mana and changed into combat gear. It resembled a black bodysuit with blades attached everywhere—touch it, and you'd lose fingers. Her boots looked high-end and waterproof, while the exposed armpits and thighs stirred his cock.
"Bidel, if you can do that, make me some clothes too. Just a short spear for a weapon."
He regretted the order instantly. Bidel would look good in anything, but weird clothes on him would be trouble.
"Make mine normal, like those two."
"Yes."
Bidel extended her hand, black mana enveloping him completely. It felt warm and refreshing, like toxins flushing from his body. Moments later, his old t-shirt vanished, replaced by a perfectly fitted new one, jeans, and sleek sneakers. The spear was plain compared to Chaehee's but light and easy to wield.
"Nice. This won't disappear after some time, right?"
"If you wish, I can make clothes that vanish after a set time."
"Nah, no need. What would I even use that for?"
Checking inside his pants, he found proper underwear too. The smooth, high-grade fabric felt amazing.
"Bidel, how many outfits can you make?"
"It's not very efficient magic, so more than five per day would be tough."
"Figures. Guess we need the department store to make money."
The fresh feeling had him kicking off his shoes to check his soles—filthy feet now soft and clean like post-bath.
"Incredible. You can bathe with your mana too."
Refreshed, he felt reborn. Grinning, he stroked Bidel's hair.
"This is nothing."
Her cheeks flushed with a smile. He could feel her genuine affection, making him want to pin her down right there.
"Bath!? Bidel, can you do me too?"
Haru approached with sparkling eyes. The sisters were sweaty and sticky from the heat and trek.
"Please~? I'll give you onigiri later. Just once?"
Bidel ignored her completely—not even a twitch, as if she hadn't heard. The mood froze instantly. Panicking, he ordered her.
"Bidel, Haru and Chaehee are my comrades. I won't say always obey them, but treat them as your comrades too."
Only then did Bidel's gaze shift to them, bowing slowly.
"My apologies earlier. I'll serve Master's comrades from now on."
"Uh? Y-yeah..."
He patted Bidel's shoulder and chimed in.
"She's a newborn summon, so forgive her, Haru. No hard feelings?"
"No offense taken, Oppa."
Haru said that, but her eyes glistened with hurt. More sensitive than he'd thought.
"Bidel, make Haru a t-shirt too."
Her braless state was turning lewd thoughts into pity.
"Yes."
Bidel produced the shirt and cleaned the sisters' bodies as a bonus. Fresh and fluffy, they looked relieved.
"I'll take point with Bidel. Just follow behind easy."
He was cocky despite never seeing a real monster, Bidel's terrifying mana making him feel invincible. The sisters followed without complaint.
-Kieeeek!
It happened right as they entered the department store entrance. From the shadows by the main door, a beast lunged at him. Its face flashed by—human-like eyes, no, clearer and larger.
"Bidel!"
Its mana wasn't weak, so he skipped swinging his spear and called her.
Bidel had already launched herself into its embrace before he finished.
Pfshk!
In a blink, she spun into a blade dance, dismantling the larger beast and flinging it to the corner.
-Ki...kieek...
It crawled pathetically inside, limbs and guts trailing, yet clinging to life. Watching the big thing struggle tugged at his heart.
"What happened?"
Haru and Chaehee arrived late.
"It's a mermaid. Tasty too..."
Haru drooled at the fleeing monster. Big, limbed—it didn't scream fish at first, but gills and scales confirmed seafood.
"You eat those?"
His incredulous look made Haru glum.
"There's even mermaid specialty spots. Gotta sever the head clean for village transport, but it's mangled now... oh well."
She eyed it hungrily despite "giving up."
"Filthy fish..."
Bidel raised her fist and slammed empty air. The distant mermaid froze, then spewed guts and blood, flattening like crushed.
"Nothing you can't do... my Bidel."
He stroked her head awkwardly. His toilet was too capable.
"Thanks for the save."
"Hehe. Of course."
Her usual stoic nobility melted into cotton-candy softness at a head pat. Adorable. He couldn't hold back anymore. He wanted to bury his cock root-deep in that smiling face and ravage her throat till tears streamed.
"Bidel, any monsters around?"
"None on floors 1 or 2."
"Good."
He turned to the sisters.
"Sorry, sudden stomachache—gonna hit the bathroom."
"Be careful, Jinwoo. Even mana sense might miss one hiding in a stall."
"Chaehee, I make no such mistakes."
"Haha, right. Be quick."
Claiming gut pain, he strolled leisurely to the restroom and messaged their private chat.
Bidel replied in under 0.5 seconds—fresh-recruit efficiency he loved.
"I'll check on Master and be right back."
She arrived just as he did. Trembling, he shut the entrance.
Kreeeak.
Surprisingly clean for 100 neglected years. Still, no entering a stall—obvious filth. He was here to drain balls, not puke.
"Kinda dirty here. Let's finish quick."
Fellatio at the entrance. Risky if caught, but that thrilled him. Quick finish, no issue.
"Pardon me, Master."
She unzipped his jeans—his raging cock sprang out, smacking her nose. Precum on her tip-made her idiot face cute.
Feels bigger somehow.
Mana perk? From 16cm to over 20. No black guy could crush this easily.
"Haum."
Bidel swallowed the 20cm+ shaft without hesitation. Wet tongue, past uvula—throat filled his cock instantly.
......
She gazed up, eyes moist, beaming a smile she'd never shown. A face like that demanded throat-ravaging till tear-soaked.