Chapter 31
Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 31
Chapter Title: Charlotte Exclusive: Super Delicious Feast Platter
Olivia clenched her fingers. The intangible energy wrapping around my crotch followed her hand, seizing my balls.
The pressure was stronger than I'd imagined.
"That's right."
Olivia tormented my balls in earnest. She showed no mercy whatsoever.
Every time I tried to defy her words, she squeezed them tight.
"Guh...!"
They were trained. As a hero, I'd endured grueling times to fulfill my duty.
But my dick? That hadn't been trained.
No matter how elite a hero I was, I wasn't invincible. The moment my weakness was held hostage, it was over.
My defeat at Olivia's hands was all but confirmed.
Olivia and Nine hadn't moved a single step from their spots. I'd walked right up to Olivia myself.
When I was just a couple of steps away, Olivia finally released my balls.
"It's Charlotte's turn today, right? So you have to give it to her."
"...Why me?"
She said it with the brazen confidence of a loan shark collecting a debt. Anyone would think I'd borrowed money from her.
"If you ask why... I don't really have an answer for that."
Olivia smirked and continued.
"Whatever. It doesn't matter. You can resist all you want. We're going to fuck you because we want to fuck Dyke."
"......"
"Honestly, your opinion doesn't count. No matter what you choose, Charlotte's going to shove her dick in your ass. She's crazy like that."
The crazy girl shot a disdainful glance at the other crazy girl and stuck out her tongue. In my eyes, neither of them seemed sane.
Olivia shrugged her shoulders.
"I'm just giving you some advice. To make it a little easier on you."
"...Easier on me? If you want to make it easy on me, let me out of here. That'd be the easiest way."
"You sure about that? If you don't settle this here, Charlotte will come barging into your room."
"......"
Charlotte doesn't give up. I fully understood what Olivia was trying to say.
"You really okay with that? Even if Denis finds out?"
"Big Sis Denis..."
Denis has no idea. No clue about the outrageous things these crazy girls are doing.
Or that her presence was easing my erectile dysfunction.
"Dyke, you want to cure your erectile dysfunction, don't you?"
"It's already cured. It's working fine now."
"Heh heh, that's what you want to believe. Your ED can't be fully cured. It only recovers conditionally."
"...Conditionally?"
"You're feeling it already, right? What the condition is."
I didn't want to admit it. So I played dumb.
"Anyway, Charlotte's about to wake up. Better show some sincerity until then."
Olivia pulled something out of her subspace pocket. It was the exact same fluid Charlotte had shown me before.
"Know what this is?"
I shook my head. I'd never seen an item like that.
"Charlotte told you, remember? She said she likes giving Dyke enemas too."
"Enemas?"
The kind I knew? To empty your bowels?
"You can't just shove it in raw. Obviously, you gotta clean it out first. Unless Dyke's into the dirty stuff? She said you get hard as a Pocky stick just hearing about enemas."
"......"
Pocky. That single word made everything click.
"You really planning to do it? Charlotte?"
"Of course? You thought she was lying?"
"......"
False hope, it seems.
"What now? She's dead serious."
"...Dead serious?"
"Yeah, Charlotte's got a real thing for Dyke's ass. Everyone's got their tastes. We decided to respect it. As long as she doesn't go too rough and break it."
Olivia fiddled with something like clay. Up close, it looked more like a fluid or slime.
"This skips the whole enema process. Made it from slime."
"...Slime."
"Stick it up your ass, and it coats your colon walls, breaking down and absorbing all the nutrients. Lets you fuck whenever you want without the hassle of enemas. Magic item right there."
Olivia gave a thumbs-up, adding her strong recommendation.
Listening to this bullshit quietly was draining the soul right out of me. Soul escape?
While I pondered how to talk my way out...
"Ugh..."
Comatose Charlotte twitched. She was slowly coming to.
Olivia hurried me along.
"Once Charlotte wakes up this time, even I won't be able to protect you."
"This is your protection?"
"At least it means no diapers."
"...What about Number One? Before regression, did you seriously make her wear diapers?"
Olivia hesitated for a moment before nodding slightly.
I stared piercingly into her eyes, trying to discern truth from lie.
'...Can't read her. It's all blocked against these girls.'
My chest felt tight. No limbs this trapped.
Dilemma, dead end, checkmate—none as bleak as this.
'That means they're all doomed too... Similar vibe, yeah...'
My head hurt.
Olivia handed me the nameless slime.
"Better insert this quick, no? Or you wanna get sucked off dirty?"
"What?"
"Charlotte wouldn't mind. She goes nuts for Dyke's shithole."
The crude word hit hard. My face flushed with embarrassment.
'...I'm naked.'
I hurriedly covered my dick. Precum dribbled from the erection.
"Think about how long she's held out without Dyke. She's gonna suck it even tastier than starving beasts on the brink of death."
My reaction meant nothing to her. Olivia just kept pushing her agenda.
Urging me like delay would spell disaster.
"First time for Dyke... Your brain might just melt. Balls explode."
"Explode?"
"Figurative. Feels so good you'll black out. Jing drained dry till you die. You know the feeling?"
"Ahh..."
Olivia grabbed my wrist and placed the slime in my palm.
"Charlotte's waking. What'll it be? I don't care either way."
"Daddy, hurry and put it in. Charlotte's waking up. Quick."
One-two punch straight to the monkey brain.
After repeated defeats, my addled mind couldn't think straight.
"A-alright... Just gotta insert it..."
I nodded helplessly.
Olivia beamed and reached out.
"Heh heh, good choice. We'll convince Charlotte for you. Tell her no pain."
Her hand stroking my head felt surprisingly gentle.
"If she hurts Daddy, I won't stand for it. Got it?"
"...Daddy?"
"Yeah, Dyke's Daddy."
Olivia's hand slid down, caressing my cheek. She looked just like Tina.
I had nothing to say.
"......"
I overlapped my hand on hers, feeling the warmth.
With an attitude close to surrender, I took the slime from Olivia and headed to the back of the changing room.
No way was I doing this in front of them. I escaped.
Squelch-.
Inserting it wasn't hard. Just press the slime to my ass.
"Ugh!"
The cold slime pushed right in. Just as Olivia said, it coated the walls, crawling up while breaking everything down.
I waited a bit and checked my body. My digestive tract was empty.
Even a regular enema wouldn't clean this thoroughly.
"Haa..."
Run? I could probably escape now.
'Then what?'
Running doesn't end it.
Nothing but subduing the Numbers One would just piss them off more. Escape leads to repeats.
Worst case: Getting caught by Denis.
'...Getting caught isn't a huge issue.'
This is an NTR Tsukuru game world where polygamy's fine.
I just need thick skin. Might surprisingly blow over.
What worried me was my fragile pride. The last shred of male ego.
'Even so... Getting caught taking it from girls is kinda...'
I slunk back to the bath hesitantly.
Olivia and Nine sat on the waterbed, watching Charlotte.
Charlotte still out cold. Lucky, maybe.
"Lucky you, Dyke."
"...What now?"
"Serve it up nice so Charlotte can eat well."
"......"
Sacrificial lamb? Is this how girls offered in ancient rites felt?
"Daddy, go wash up."
"......"
"Want me to wash you?"
I flatly refused Nine's soft offer and washed myself. Felt their stares from behind.
This is clearly the men's bath. Why are they here so boldly?
Unbelievable.
"Pretending to hate it while scrubbing your ass clean. Cute."
"For Charlotte's sake, right? Our Daddy's so kind."
I felt like I was losing my mind.
Under my skull, left and right brain kept arguing. Is this right?
—Born a man, offering your ass? Makes sense?
—Not offering? Then what?
—Kill those bitches now.
—Kill them? Those girls?
—Yeah.
—Bet 50 billion brain cells our ass gets wrecked first.
—Hold up. Timeout.
—What? Why?
—We got 100 billion total. Left brain, you're betting 50 solo?
—Yeah.
—Suicide?
—Better death than fighting them, right brain.
—Left braaaaain!
I stopped thinking. Bone-deep helplessness and defeat. I followed Olivia's orders.
"Up on the bed. On your stomach."
"...No matter how I think, this ain't right. Position's weird..."
"Only way to calm her quick when she wakes. Cat-in-heat pose."
"......"
"Cats rub their asses first on favorites, right? Same thing. Charlotte'll treasure-fuck you."
Shame burned my face red. Couldn't lift my head.
Just wanna die.
'Maybe dying's better.'
Wonder if they'd kill me cleanly if I charged.
'Left brain bet 50 billion cells...'
Forget dying—I might end up alive but ass-ruined, milked like a reluctant Uu tribesman.
Olivia stroked one cheek of my ass. Nine groped the other. I weakly swatted them away.
They just came right back, kneading.
"S-stop..."
"Dyke. Releasing the spell on Charlotte now. She'll wake soon. Don't panic. Think of it as showing you won't run. Sincerity gets through."
"......"
No answer. No strength.
Just buried my face in the waterbed.
Olivia smiled and reached for Charlotte. Mana surged.
Spell released.
"Ugh..."
Charlotte opened her eyes. Sat up, alert.
Then frantically looked for me.
"F-Father! Where's Father?! Olivia! Why'd you knock me out?!"
"Charlotte. Calm down."
Olivia soothed her. Charlotte finally looked ahead.
"I prepped it all. You just eat. You said no insertion today, right? So just loosen and done."
No sooner had Olivia finished than Charlotte lunged like a beast. Grabbed my waist, buried her face.
"Hng...!"
Slurrrrrp! Suck! Suck!
Starved for days? No. Not just food.
Charlotte was a desert adventurer parched for days. On the verge of dehydration, finding an oasis.
Lick, lick-! Lap lap lap!
"Delicious! Father's shithole tastes so good!"
"Agh, hng! Haa...!"
Slurrrp, slurp! Smooch!
She devoured it ravenously. As if afraid it'd be stolen, she ravaged wildly.
Someone's face outline, snake-like tongue sweeps, alien sensations battered my ass.
"O-Olivia! Save me...!"
The bizarre pleasure overwhelming my lower half terrified me. Something was wrong.
I desperately reached for Olivia. Charlotte had my ass in a death grip; no escape alone.
I pleaded with my eyes for help.
Our eyes met. Olivia's curved into crescents.
"Olivia..."
Her look said it all.
No rescue from her.
Slurrrrp! Suck!
"Agh...!"
"Charlotte, play with Dyke's dick too. Poor thing."
Hearing Olivia, Charlotte gripped and stroked my dick. Her tongue burrowed into my hole simultaneously.
"Haa!"
Pfbt, pfbt!
Ejaculation urge and penetration feel, dangerous pleasure wired together.
"Heh heh heh."
Olivia and Nine grinned at me.
"Feels good, right, Dyke? You'll be fine soon. Charlotte sucks at most things, but she's dog-good at licking."
"Daddy, hang on a bit. I'm next after Charlotte. I'll make your body cum from nipples too, not just ass."
Olivia petted my head, Nine caressed my chest.
"The night's just beginning, Father."
And Charlotte showed no sign of stopping.