Chapter 22
Chapter 22
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 22
Chapter Title: New Flesh Toilet (1)
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"Good job. Master feels so refreshed."
Pat pat.
"Ehet, ehehehe. Because I'm Master's exclusive toilet, right?"
"By the way, you came again without permission?"
"Aah! Y-Yes... I'm sorry, Master... Just imagining your semen entering me... makes my womb throb... I couldn't hold back the moment I swallowed it... Hiiing..."
She gathered her breasts, wriggling her body seductively with lewd charm.
"Ehet, you'll forgive me, right?"
If it were before, she never would have dared say something like that. But now, it was different. Shin Nari, who had maxed out the subjugation stage, was like a pet perfectly in tune with her owner. She could tell whether I was teasing her for fun or genuinely angry.
Pfft.
Stroke stroke.
I silently stroked her head a few times.
"I love you, Master."
Mwah♡
She planted one more grateful kiss on my cock.
We went back to the shower room to wash up.
Of course, thanks to my ever-erect cock in the shower, I unloaded a few more times into Nari's mouth. Each time felt like nearly 200ml. My semen volume had increased to an absurd degree.
Maybe because of that, I was starving. My body was screaming for protein, minerals—especially water.
All told, I'd ejaculated almost a liter. That's about twice the amount you'd get from holding your piss to the limit. My balls were working overtime, the semen storage absurdly swollen, but there was no pain. Just hunger.
Realizing my body was no longer that of a normal human while cumming—what a ridiculous situation.
Gulp gulp gulp.
Chomp chomp.
No hesitation needed. I chugged two liters of electrolyte drink and tore into three vacuum-packed chicken breasts, devouring them in seconds.
Double doses of various supplements and nutrients.
The nutrition absorbed in an instant. My digestive absorption was on a monstrous level.
As my body transcended 5th and 4th grade into a true transcendent's physique, my healing skyrocketed, boosting semen production as a side effect.
For a normal body, this semen volume would warrant a diagnosis of severe hyperspermia, starting treatment immediately. But with healing at 40 in a 2nd-grade Awakener's body, it barely registered.
'Awakeners feel biological urges, and healing tied to life amps up like this, huh.'
Awakeners' insane sperm mitosis from intense reproductive impulses. Awakening was straight-up broken, no debate.
Swipe swipe.
I watched Shin Nari diligently mopping the floor. Sweat beaded on her forehead, but a proud smile played on her lips.
"Toilet Bitch."
"Yees~ Master."
"Calling you Toilet Bitch all the time is a mouthful. Should I just call you Nari?"
"Heek— R-Really?"
Her eyes went wide like a rabbit's as she crawled on her knees toward me.
"What's wrong with that? Nari, you're my toilet, aren't you?"
"Yees!! That's right! Whether I'm Nari or whatever... above all, I'm Master's toilet!"
"Cute."
"Huh?!"
Nari covered her tiny mouth with her small hands, delighted.
"Hngh..."
But tears glistened in her eyes from joy.
"I-I'm so happy..."
Mwah.
She bowed and kissed the top of my foot.
"Good. Nari, the mopping's done enough. Rinse the mop and come back here."
"Heee... I love the nickname... Yees... I'll be right back."
Overwhelmed with emotion, she wobbled like she was drunk, rag in hand, toward the bathroom.
A few minutes later.
"Nari's back~"
Plenty of space on the sofa, but she naturally knelt on the floor before me, gazing up innocently.
That pure expression felt perversely erotic, stirring my cock, but I quelled it before full erection.
Not the time right now.
Nari's eyes sparkled at my twitching pants, licking her lips, but when I suppressed it silently, she reverted to her innocent look, pretending ignorance.
"School's on winter break now, right? That back-gate BBQ place was for end-of-semester celebration?"
"Yees, ehehehe. Master knows all about me~?"
"Of course. You're my one-of-a-kind exclusive toilet."
"Eut...! S-Saying that... makes me wet..."
"Heh heh. Anyway, drop out of college today. Tell your family you got a job at the company I'll specify. Make sure no one comes looking for you."
"Yees!"
Unlike her delinquent days, Nari had good grades and worked hard for college. Yet she accepted dropping out without a hint of hesitation.
One issue, though.
She's my slave toilet now, but her social identity hasn't vanished. I burned her old phone last time—time for a new one.
I handed Nari my wallet and car keys.
"You'll need a phone to handle dropout and family calls. Go get one."
"Yees~"
Ecstatic that I trusted her completely, she headed to the door.
"Hold on."
"Yes?"
"You're not gonna run, right?"
"...Hic... Who knows~?"
Click.
Cheeky bitch.
Just checking, never thought she'd actually flee.
Still, I could guess why she answered like that—what she wanted from me.
Your slave extremely enjoys being roughly handled by you. Spanking, pinching, scratching, punches and kicks—even the pleasure of a razor blade. All violence from you becomes ecstatic bliss for her.
*She might even provoke punishment on purpose.
She has that kind of sexual barrier.
As wished, if she returns, I'll spoil her plenty. Properly.
"I'll be back~"
Her silhouette faded through the unlocked front door. The hatred burning in me just days ago had morphed into something else.
I sprawled on the sofa and took a nap.
How many minutes passed...
"Fwaa..."
Fatigue recovery was quick. Stats were OP for real.
First thing, I checked news on my smartphone.
Secret my ass... Probably her weird Awakening ability.
Awakener Sword Association only allows physical enhancement. In this era, Awakeners were high-value weapons for humanity's crises—sports risking life-or-death wasn't allowed.
Even so, it was like watching wuxia novels come alive. But Awakeners' true power lay in unique traits and skills, sealed here. Proper 3rd-grade+ Awakeners ignored it as boring.
Civilians went nuts, treating it like real movies.
Oddly, Aurora wasn't standout in physical enhancement from my memories. Yet she dominated yearly—must have some special ability. Maybe curse or debuff. Rare as mental powers.
Then, footsteps outside.
"Master, I'm back~~"
Door opened, she slammed knees to the entryway floor.
"M-Master... Sorry for my insolence earlier, as a mere toilet... Haa♡ Haa♡"
Apology perfect in deference, but her face trembled like holding back ecstasy, flushed with excited breaths.
This lewd toilet bitch... trying to get off using her Master?
I'll give her what she wants.
Thwack!
"Kyaak!?"
I grabbed her ebony hair roughly, yanking her head back and hurling her into the living room.
"Spoil you a bit and you crawl back already? One day in?"
Her eyes cooled from lust to fear as real killing intent hit—unexpected.
Sorry, but I'm no sweet trainer.
"A-Ah, M-M-Master? Th-That's not— N-No, my fault... I was wrong... J-Just playing cute... Too presumptuous... Sorry... Hic."
"Toilet Bitch."
Flinch!
Not the new pet name, but the dry one from training days. She trembled violently, situation too grave.
"Eh...? M-Master?"
I grabbed her jaw from the floor, tilting it up.
"Don't forget—you're a criminal atoning as my toilet. Loosen up a bit and you get cocky? I'll remind you."
"Hngh... S-Sorry... I'm sorry..."
"Get up. To the training room."
Stagger... stagger...
Terror-frozen face descending. Sadistic urge from kidnapping day writhed.
Training room.
Familiar now.
"Dropout processed?"
"Y-Yes."
Voice meek, subdued.
"You have Aurora's number? Text her. Beg for help at this address. Make it bait she'll bite."
"Yes."
Typing sounds briefly.
"Sent."
"Told contacts about your job?"
"Did that too..."
Fidgeting.
Twiddling fingers, gauging me.
"Um... M-Master, I did everything you asked... Could you overlook my mistake as a reward?"
I snatched her smartphone, checked.
"Yeah. Good job."
"E-Ehehe, then re—?!"
Splack!
"Kehk?!"
Spear-like fist sinking into her womb-area lower belly.
"Toilet. Doing what Master orders is obvious. Demanding payment? Insane bitch."
"N-No, ah ah no—"
"I'll discipline you properly."
Thud!
"Gerk! Wuuk!"
Semen from earlier surged back up.
Gulp.
Resolve not to soil my clothes—or reluctance to lose my cum—she swallowed the reflux somehow.
"Strip."
"Hah, hah, hngh, hiiing... Yes..."
Drip♡
Love juices trailed from panty crotch.
Power of 100% Masochistic Fetish.
Snow-white nude. And... fist-shaped bruise on her lower belly.
"Eut? Haa... Haaa♡"
Spotting the mark, instant arousal. Or her body catching up post-fear.
"Back to the wall. Spread legs, A-frame stance."
"Hngh, haa, yees♡"
"Hands up, on your nape."
Armpits, breasts, belly, pussy, thighs—all exposed in pervy pose.
Excited more by her own look.
But I won't let you arouse freely.
Shin Nari, your orgasms are mine to grant.
"Eh, eeh? M-Master?"
PTSD hit as I pulled blindfold and gag.
No more fear → pleasure steps needed.
She was fully mine.
Time to mix fear and pleasure. From now, my bestowed lust, ecstasy—even terror—would make her pussy quiver in bliss.
Emotion warp unimaginable to normals.
Like Pavlov's dog, fear would wet her instantly.
Blindfold belly-punch time.
Playing with Nari...
Soon, the new flesh toilet arrives.