The Womb's Secret
The term "Trivia" didn't ring any bells as a country name, but I recalled that in their slang, women were often compared to fish. Especially when a woman didn't react well during sex, they'd call her a "maguro"—frozen tuna. The reason it came to mind now was because of Miriam, who was thrashing around like a freshly caught live fish.
"Aghuuuuh♥ Oheeeek♥"
She let out beastly, grotesque moans while her body twitched endlessly. It was a little—okay, a lot—bizarre, and honestly, it made me feel like my affection for her was starting to fade.
"Anima, is this really okay?"
"It might make living difficult for her, but for now, it is fine."
"That doesn't sound like 'fine' at all."
"It is fine. There is no threat to her life."
"...Yeah, sure. Let's go with that."
I really wasn't sure if this could be called fine. If someone felt pleasure intense enough to be described like this, wouldn't it actually destroy a person? I wondered if her brain might be getting so fried that even if she survived, she wouldn't really be living anymore. At this level, wasn't it less like an aphrodisiac and more like a drug?
"Anyway, the reason I came here is because I gained a new ability."
"A new ability, you say?"
"Yeah. I guess you could say I got it thanks to your embrace, Anima."
"That is sexual harassment."
"No... I didn't mean it like that..."
"It was a joke. If something as trivial as that could be of help to the Cezar, it is nothing but an honor."
I had gained a new ability. The path to enlightenment was always bright, brilliant, and full of joy. Well... it wasn't actually something I obtained in Anima's arms. That was really just a joke.
"May I ask what this new ability is?"
"I was wondering when you'd ask. I would've been a little hurt if you waited any longer. The new ability is a technique for sealing powers."
"...Pardon?"
"Yeah, I figured you'd react like that. It's not quite as amazing as it sounds, though."
"If my ears are not mistaken and this is truly the case, then I believe it must be a discovery of the century."
"A discovery of the century? It's not quite that grand. There are significant limitations."
I stood up and walked over to Miriam. Her lower belly, where her womb was located, was still twitching without any sign of fatigue. I slowly stroked it with my index and middle fingers, and Miriam seemed to squeeze out strength she didn't even have. Her movements grew even more intense as she began to scream.
"Anima, do you know where the abilities of the human side's heroes come from?"
"Is it not from the gods?"
"No... not that. I mean, which organ is responsible for outputting those supernatural powers?"
"As far as I know, it has not yet been identified. In the case of the demon race, it is the heart, but among humans, heroes have been discovered who lost their abilities despite not losing their hearts, which caused quite a bit of controversy."
Anima calmly listed off the facts she knew. Most of it was accurate, and I knew just how knowledgeable she was. But in this particular area, I definitely knew far more than she did.
"That's right. For demons, it's the heart. Since destroying the heart means death, if they don't die, they can use that blessed power forever. But for humans, Anima, it's different, just as you said."
"Does the Cezar know the answer?"
"Yes, I do. It's right here. The womb."
"The womb...? Is that not something only females possess?"
"Exactly. For men, it's the testicles. It originates from reproductive functions. Not many people on the human side know this. So even if there are spies, it's information that would never leak to the demon race."
"I see. That information will certainly be useful in the war."
Anima nodded so readily, without a single hint of doubt, that I almost wanted to ask how I had come to know it. It was almost too easy for her to accept.
"You're accepting this awfully quickly, aren't you?"
"Doubting the words of the Cezar would be unbecoming of a subject."
"Ah... I see. Well, alright then. Anyway, the reason I gained this new ability is because my power is Black Flame, right? I started thinking that if I could control it with more precision, maybe I could seal the mana of female heroes."
"Does the Black Flame... have something to do with it?"
"Yes. The Black Flame has powerful heat, of course, but from what I've tested before, it has a strong tendency to penetrate other people's mana and supernatural abilities. So if I just drive it into the womb, no matter how hard they try to draw out their power, the interference would prevent it from manifesting."
"By womb... do you mean you would have to engage in sexual intercourse?"
"Well, that's how it would turn out. You're quick on the uptake as always, Anima."
Anima not only understood my words instantly but showed an even deeper level of comprehension. It was exactly why I trusted her so much. However, her expression was far from bright. Instead, something like jealousy was openly visible on her face, which left me somewhat puzzled about why she was making such a face.
"Why the long face? Is it that bad? Sorry, I haven't actually tried it yet."
"...It is nothing. I was simply concentrating to make sure I understood properly."
"Concentrating, huh... Yeah, sure. Let's go with that. Anyway, once you've finished training Miriam, I'll test it out. If it succeeds, Miriam's usefulness will definitely increase. Continuously injecting potions to keep her powers sealed would be expensive in terms of maintenance costs, but if I seal her this way, I can semi-permanently lock away her abilities as long as my mana doesn't run out. She'd become less like an expensive accessory and more like a fragile, pretty-faced object that only holds symbolic value."
"...That is true."
Had I been that oblivious...? Or had I said something wrong? I couldn't figure it out. Anima's mood had suddenly and noticeably dropped. Then, something flashed through my mind. This would explain why she was making that face.
"Anima, just to be sure, let me ask you something."
"Yes?"
"Are you thinking that this is an ability I already had but kept hidden? If so, that's a real misunderstanding. I only obtained it very recently. I'm telling you about it right after getting it."
"...It is not that. Haah... Anyway, I understand well. Thank you. As the Cezar said, I will finish conditioning Miriam's body and then proceed with your experiment immediately. The potion's effects should wear off around this evening, so we will know by then."
"Good. Then finish up the training."
"Understood."
The training began once more. Miriam had been left alone for quite a while, but thanks to the aphrodisiac, she was so sensitive that even the movement of the air affected her. Her body was still trembling, her uncovered face obscenely melted in utter exposure to every kind of pleasure.
"I will now resume the nipple pleasure training."
When Anima picked up the feather and began to tickle her, Miriam no longer seemed to have the strength to speak. She could only let out strange moans and twitch her body in feeble resistance. However, the feather in Anima's hand never left her nipples. At a time like this, she probably couldn't help but resent how small her breasts were, preventing them from jiggling.
"Originally, after completing this training, I planned to immediately move on to spanking to teach her to accept pain as pleasure. But given the current state, using the Cezar's member for insertion to firmly imprint pleasure would also... Yes, it does not seem like a bad idea. Would that be acceptable?"
"There's no reason it wouldn't be. Why, did you think I'd hate the idea?"
"...No."
While Anima continued tickling her, I grabbed Miriam's pelvis and exposed her aphrodisiac-soaked pussy to the world.
"Please wait a moment. I will clean her. Such a substance must not remain on her body."
"Uh, yeah. It is pretty dirty. I'd appreciate it."
It really would have been a disaster if we didn't clean her. Her pussy, completely drenched in her own juices, looked like it might start to chafe if left like that. I clearly remembered her washing her body before today's training began, yet her pussy was already flooded as if a dam had burst. Looking closer, I could see that a puddle of her fluids had formed beneath the bed.
"I have cleaned her. Then, if you would..."
"Let's give it a try."
I shook my pants and pulled out my rock-hard cock. It was the same as yesterday, but unlike yesterday, I wasn't about to lose my mind and ravage Anima.
"Anima, do you know what humans call a woman in this state?"
"What do they call her?"
"They call her an onahole. It means she's not a person, but a tool."
"A tool... Pfft. I suppose she does look like one."
"There it is, a laugh. Alright then, I should give it a try. Keep tickling her nicely."
Though her small chest didn't draw much attention, Miriam's femininely wide pelvis was firmly gripped by both my hands as I aligned my cock with her pussy. I simply pushed forward, but her slippery, sticky fluids kept making my shaft slide around, seemingly granting Miriam an entirely new kind of pleasure.
"Ahuuuk♥ Nooo♥ You caaan't♥"
"Can't? You're the one pushing yourself onto me."
Just as I said, even while I held her, Miriam's pussy kept pushing toward me, as if desperately trying to swallow my cock. The sight of her completely addicted to pleasure, constantly seeking the next new high, made me feel like the image of who she used to be was slowly cracking.
"Hero Miriam. No, Ria."
"Hooook♥ If you caaall me thaaat♥"
"You used to be a filthy rag like this, but I'll feed you well."
With that, I thrust my throbbing, vein-bulging cock into her tiny pussy in one go. Miriam seemed to have reached the absolute peak of pleasure and could no longer return. Her eyes rolled back as her body began to shake violently.
"Ah, ahuk♥ Uuk♥ Geuk♥ Guhoooooooook♥ Oook♥ Ogogogok♥"
No longer was she my precious childhood friend Ria, nor my trustworthy and reliable partner Miriam.
"I'll give you a new name. From now on, you are... Trivia. Yes, Trivia."
She would never again be called by such an undeserved name. All that remained for her was the life of a worthless slave, a worthless onahole-like tool named Trivia. That was the punishment I was giving her, and the only mercy I would permit in her life.