Asphyxiation (1)
It had already been five hours since they left the department store, bags slung over their shoulders. Despite hauling loads that weighed nearly 20kg each, no one felt physically drained. His throat was starting to feel a bit dry, but it wasn't a big deal.
Caw, caw! As the sun set, the cries of crows echoed through the air, and darkness began to fall. They'd encountered over ten monsters during the day, but most were crushed by Bidel's gravity magic or skewered by Chaehee's spears before they could even get a good look at their faces.
"How much farther to the village?"
"We should get there tomorrow. It's near Kimpo International Airport."
It wasn't far from the cryo pod facility. None of them tired from walking—probably thanks to being mages—and at this pace, they'd arrive by afternoon the next day.
"You two sisters came all the way out here exploring on your own?"
It was the kind of thing that should have been terrifying, but they were impressive.
"Yeah. The areas around the walls got picked clean ages ago—nothing left."
"We found three department stores around here, but they were all busts. If this last one had been empty too, we were gonna give up."
Even after night fell, they kept walking for another two hours. Their vision in the dark was almost as clear as daylight.
"We'll crash there tonight."
Chaehee pointed to a cluster of apartment buildings. The main entrance had a lock that required a code, but with the power long gone, even knowing it wouldn't help anymore.
"Please wait a moment."
Chaehee rode her spear into the air, checking windows one by one until she found an open one. She kicked out the screen door, then ferried them inside one at a time on her spear. The terror of clinging to a thin metal rod while soaring dozens of meters up was not something he wanted to experience again.
"Phew."
Jinwoo let out a sigh as the last one to enter the apartment.
"Hehe, Oppa was super scared, huh?"
"A little..."
He wiped away the cold sweat and admitted it honestly, and even Haru didn't tease him further.
"My apologies, Master. If I could fly..."
Riding a spear was one thing, but being held securely by someone who could actually fly sounded far safer. Still, he was more surprised that Bidel couldn't fly.
"You came down from the sky when you were first summoned. Can't you fly?"
"I can descend slowly, but true flight is impossible."
That explained why Bidel, with her personality, had meekly relied on Chaehee's power.
"Flight magic is tough—even a 5-circle mage can't sustain it for long. I can only manage about ten minutes by borrowing my spear's power."
That made sense. They used flashlights from the department store to search the apartment. Every window was cracked open in ventilation mode, but mold and dust had turned the place into a disaster—no way it was habitable.
"Cough! Cough!"
Unable to take it, Jinwoo smashed open the front door and stumbled into the hallway. The other three followed.
"I'll clean it up. You all rest out here."
Chaehee went back inside alone, and soon fierce winds howled from within. After five minutes in the hall, she emerged wearing a mask.
"It's clean now. Come on in."
The balcony doors were wide open—she must have vented the dust that way. Glowing orbs of light floated inside, not as bright as electric bulbs but enough to avoid tripping.
"I just swept it with wind magic. Don't sleep anywhere with a lot of dust."
"Um..."
Jinwoo raised his hand slowly.
"How about one person on watch at a time?"
The entrance was barricaded, and there were no signs of forced entry. Still, in a world with monsters, you couldn't let your guard down.
"Four people, two hours each—that's exactly eight hours."
"What watch?~"
Haru was the one protesting.
"At this height, monsters can't get in easy. I just wanna sleep soundly~"
With that, he had nothing to say.
"Fine. Better for me too if we can all rest easy."
The mold-free spots were the living room and one bedroom. For sex, the bedroom was best. Now that he knew Bidel gained levels from excretion acts, leaving cum in his balls was just waste.
"Can I take the sofa?"
Haru dove onto the sofa like she was jumping into a pool. It was L-shaped with two sections, so Chaehee could sleep there too.
"Sure. I'll take that bedroom."
He didn't specify it'd be him and Bidel. It might make him look like a pervert using his summon like a beast.
Thieves get guilty consciences, huh.
Gulp. Gulp.
Haru pulled out a water bottle and chugged it. Come to think of it, even after waking from 100 years of cryo sleep, he hadn't felt hungry. Must be mana sustaining him.
"Oh, Oppa want some? I forgot you just woke up after 100 years. Sorry."
"No need to apologize. Thanks—I'll take it."
Gulp. Gulp.
It felt like he was coming back to life. After hydrating, he needed to pee, but the bathroom was so gross he bolted out in a second.
"Urk!"
No choice—he held it and headed to the bedroom. Bidel followed as if it were natural.
He lay on the bed, but Bidel stood rigidly beside it like a statue.
"Bidel, get in."
"Um..."
Bidel twisted her body seductively, her expression sultry.
"What's up?"
"May I... drink it?"
"Drink what?"
"Your... urine."
He was floored. The idea of drinking piss was shocking enough, but he hadn't expected her to sense it right after he drank water.
"That's... probably a no. But why are you so fidgety?"
"I can instinctively sense the state of Master's cock..."
So she knew immediately if he was hard or needed to pee. Convenient—no need to say it outright. No shame with a toilet, after all.
"Sorry."
Honestly, even his own piss was gross. Splashing a drop while peeing was disgusting—drinking it?
"I don't have that kink. You'll have to understand on this one."
"I... see..."
He'd seen videos of guys pissing in girls' mouths—some got off on the visuals. But that was AV fantasy. For a toilet he face-fucked, kissed when bored, pissing was more loss than gain.
"No way at all...?"
"Sigh."
He felt bad summoning her as a toilet and refusing, but no meant no. Still, she could clean herself with magic. She'd swallowed mouthfuls of cum, gargled it, and her breath was fresh—piss should be fine too.
"Just once, and that's it?"
"Yes! I'll cherish it as a lifetime memory."
For a toilet that did anything for him, once in his life was okay.
"Be right back."
He told the sisters he was stepping out for a bit. Haru was already snoring on the sofa, and Chaehee nodded drowsily.
"Okay, see ya~"
He and Bidel headed to the rooftop. The door was locked, but one light kick from Bidel shattered it. What a monster.
She's my toilet, though.
In the center of the roof, he grabbed Bidel's hair and pulled her to his crotch. Maybe because she was so much stronger, he wanted to treat her rough—to feel superior.
"Open your mouth, you slut."
"Ahh~"
Bidel knelt, fingers spreading her lips as she stuck out her tongue vulgarly, flicking it side to side to taunt him.
"Filthy bitch."
His cock hardened rock-solid. No pissing like this.
"Begging for piss one minute, cum the next?"
"Glurk...!"
His cock slid smoothly down the silky tongue-path into her throat. That slick texture, the tight grip. No ordinary throat—this was an onahole primed for his glans anytime.
He'd never tried a normal girl's throat, so maybe they were similar inside.
"Glurk...! Grrk...! Guh...!"
Her throat reflexively coughed like expelling a foreign object, yet her lips clamped tight, imprisoning him. Tears welled in her laughing eyes—body and mind at war.
"With a toilet like this, normal life would be impossible."
She looked puzzled at his mutter. He didn't explain, just thrust his hips in piston motion. The tongue's softness and throat's chewy grip were exquisite.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
"Guhk! Grkk! Guuuk!"
This throat always felt good. Even staring blankly at her face and thrusting aimlessly wouldn't bore him.
"Gugrk! Slurrrp. Hoo...! Ok...!"
Back in the day, multiple rounds or big loads left him sore, no pleasure. But with mana, his balls refilled fast, and he had a 24/7 meat toilet. He could ejaculate nonstop and still want more.
Good thing her levels rose with excretion—otherwise, it'd be wasted time.
"Gonna cum a ton, so eat up that EXP."
"Guok! Ok...!"
Even if she outclassed same-circle mages, he needed her at 3-circle for safe village entry.
"Glug glug!"
Bidel was at 2-circle 76%, he at 1-circle 55%. She got 5x the EXP from monsters she killed, and solo from excretion—the gap was widening. But more summons and monsters would fix it.
"Shluuuurp...! Slurrrp. Slurp."
"Heh."
Not content with burying her lips to the base, she extended her tongue to lick his balls. Throat stuffed, unable to breathe, yet coquettishly begging his balls for cum. Sweet. If this was being loved, he got those nauseating couple antics now.
"Gugrk! Ok! Ok! Ok...!"
As she earnestly deep-throated to milk him, even mighty Bidel lost leisure to lick.
"Guk! Guuuk!"
The thrill of using a 2-circle mage—who could mince him in seconds—for cum disposal.
"Uggghk!"
Her fierce motions broke her; tears streamed. He wiped one with his thumb and tasted—salty, human.
"Kkh! Glug! Shluuuurp!"
Excitement driving him mad. How many minutes of throat-fucking? Felt like her 5-minute limit.
Could she handle a throat full of thick cum now?
"Kwehk! Egh!"
"Cumming. Swallow or die."
Grabbing her head, he slammed balls-deep. She clutched his waist, throat constricting.
Spurt! Spurt! Spuuuurt!
Massive load. Two big ones at the store left him fine; this single one drained him.
"Gulp........Guh....glug.."
Swallowing slower than at the store—near suffocation.
Gulp. He swallowed dryly. Needed to piss.
"Bidel. Pissing down your throat."
Over five minutes by his sense. Piss now—could even she survive?
"Aeh...."
No response; eyes rolled back. Lips slackened. Limit reached.
Should I pull out...?
As he eased back, the tight throat tempted him.
"Drink."
Pinning her head, he unleashed. The risk of killing her fueled his desire. Crossing the line—heart pounding with thrill.