Chapter 52
Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 52
Chapter Title: The Chastity Cage
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"No way that's possible!"
I tried to turn and run, but I couldn't.
Charlotte, who had followed me in, was blocking the entrance to the bathhouse.
Charlotte shoved my back forcefully, pushing me inside with all her strength.
For some reason, whenever it came to dealing with these three, I couldn't muster any power.
I had no choice but to enter the bathhouse. I scanned for a chance to escape, but there were no openings.
Every spot that looked lax was a trap.
Olivia smiled brightly and said,
"You've heard from Charlotte, right? About why we're doing this?"
If I hadn't, she'd explain it again. If I claimed I didn't remember, she looked ready to etch it into my brain.
I nodded to affirm her question.
"I see. Then no need to explain."
"...Wait a sec."
Olivia reached into her subspace pocket, rummaging around like she was pulling something out.
I tried to stop the suddenly frantic-looking Olivia.
"...I'm not mentally prepared yet."
"You didn't hear Charlotte's explanation?"
"I did, I did. It's just... I'm a bit hesitant, you know."
I was well aware of my own shortcomings in stamina.
Size was an issue, but my balls' performance was even worse. Erection strength, number of ejaculations—there were too many deficiencies. If there was a way to boost my virility, I'd do anything.
'But anal stuff is a bit...'
I felt repulsed. Even if Charlotte had given me time to somewhat adjust, it was still too much.
"Still? You're awfully leisurely about it."
Olivia shot me a ridiculous look. Then she pulled her arm out of the subspace.
A fist-sized cage paired with a padlock about two knuckles long. More like a tiny prison.
Who could fit in that? Even a fairy rumored to be small wouldn't.
My doubts didn't last long.
"What is that?"
"Father, aren't you curious what it's for?"
Charlotte grabbed my body from behind, wrapping her arms around me so I couldn't budge. She even laced her fingers together.
"Let go?"
"Hehe, want to give it a try? If you can escape, go ahead."
A battle of strength.
I gritted my teeth and tried to shake off Charlotte's grip. I forced her arms apart, pushing back against her hold.
It wasn't enough. Neither the strength from my days as the hero nor the power of a level 99 player meant anything against Charlotte.
I probably couldn't beat Olivia or Nine either.
"What are you doing...!"
"This is good for virility too. It's an item to reinforce Dyke's cock."
Olivia jingled the device. Its shape alone sparked revulsion.
Disgusting, maybe?
Olivia sneaked up and undid my belt without hesitation.
"...Don't strip me."
She only had my arms and torso pinned. My legs were still free.
"I could kick you."
"Try it."
Olivia's lip twisted into a mocking grin.
"Then I'll torment you even worse."
"...Torment?"
"So better just take it nicely."
Olivia pulled down my pants. She even tugged my underwear aside and fished out my cock.
A limp, flaccid dick. Not even a hint of erection—utterly pathetic.
Even seeing that, Olivia carried on unfazed. She brought the cage right up to my cock.
The cold metal chilled my glans. Goosebumps rose.
In that instant, I realized what the device was for. It clicked in my head.
Why hadn't I seen it? The shape screamed it.
'Perfect for locking up my cute little cock, fairy-sized or not.'
Instinct screamed no.
"N-No way!"
I frantically kicked out, shoving Olivia away. She stumbled back powerlessly and plopped onto the bathhouse floor.
Olivia giggled as she got up.
"I did warn you. I'd torment you hard."
With a flick of her fingers, Nine grabbed my legs. My limbs floated helplessly in the air.
"Let me go!"
I twisted my waist, thrashing to escape. Futile.
I knew it, but I had no choice. Submitting quietly wasn't an option for me.
"Dyke. Keep struggling?"
Olivia pulled something else from her subspace. Another male chastity device? I watched warily.
No.
She took out a vial and poured it on my cock.
"You're dead now."
A wicked smile played on Olivia's lips.
"Wh-Why... I said I'm not ready yet... Can't we take it slow, prepare my mind first?"
The Demon King's revival was 15 years away. No need to rush preparations now.
Olivia knew that better than anyone.
She nodded emphatically, agreeing with me.
"True. We've got time. We can take it easy. At least 15 years. Plenty of leeway until your 'Number Twos' grow up."
"...Then why..."
"But I don't wanna wait that long."
"......"
Olivia roughly grabbed my cock and balls.
"Guh...!"
"We want your baby right now. That's why we sacrificed our souls after death and regressed."
"It hurts, it hurts!"
"But your pathetic little dick can't even knock us up during ovulation. You loser."
"G-Gently..."
Olivia cackled and flicked my cock lightly.
"Look at this. Fits in one hand. This a cock? More like a clit."
"That's mean..."
"This is made for a Dyke like you."
Olivia showed off the chastity cage. A plain metal male chastity device, nothing special.
"I enchanted it myself. With enlargement magic."
"...Enlargement magic?"
"Yeah. Your cock needs to grow a bit if it's gonna reach our wombs. I tweaked the spell so the enlargement magic seeps in over time while worn."
"......"
So wearing the cage makes your cock bigger?
"Suddenly all meek now. Interested once you heard what it does?"
"...I'd rather not admit it, but..."
Honestly, I wanted to slap it on right that second.
'Muscle loss... In this case, cock loss?'
Even a tiny bit bigger would be great. My current one was beyond pathetic—pitiful.
Seeing my interest, Olivia pouted. Her duck-lips protruded comically, making her sulk obvious.
"I made this gift because I want your baby, but you kick me away."
"...I didn't know. You should've said first."
"I wanted to torment you. See you whimper while I force the cage on after so long."
"......"
She could fake it even now.
Olivia seemed bored already. She roughly shoved the cage toward my groin to get it over with.
The cold metal enveloped my glans again.
Olivia stared at me and asked,
"Gonna fight it?"
"......"
Charlotte had my upper body, Nine my lower—my whole body restrained. No fighting back.
Why ask when she knew?
"If you say no, I won't put the cage on."
"...What?"
"I don't want you hating me. So if you don't want it, we won't."
"......"
Her ploy was obvious. But I couldn't scold her.
She had prepared this item for my sake, after all.
"Charlotte, Nine, let Dyke go."
The two obeyed instantly, almost too perfectly.
My limbs were free again.
Olivia handed me the cage. Silent pressure to put it on myself if I wanted.
I took it.
I stared blankly at the chastity cage. Designed to suppress manhood.
Once on, no functions except urination.
Erection? Forget it. Trying would hurt like hell.
"FYI, once it's on, minimum a week. Take it off early, the enchantment weakens and no enlargement absorption."
"A whole week...?"
Nothing I can do?
Olivia continued as if to ease my worry. She sidled up, stroking my ass, whispering,
"But after a week, let's fuck like crazy."
"......"
"Combine with the drug treatment Charlotte mentioned, pregnancy odds skyrocket. A week's buildup means your balls full of thick cum."
"......"
"Start with Denis, inject sticky semen one by one till they're pregnant. Lisa sis too. Lots of babies looking just like your Number Twos. Okay?"
"......"
Sweeter than a succubus whisper from the Demon King's castle. Temptation no man could resist.
With trembling hands, I fitted the cage on myself.
"Come here. I'll lock it."
Click.
It was enchanted. I felt mana absorbing from the cage.
'One week...'
My cock will grow. Already looking forward.
"Olivia, we lied to Father again."
"Funny how he turns meek the second we say it makes his dick bigger, right?"
"...What if he feels a sense of loss?"
"It's fine. Hug him tight before he cries."
"......"
"But he did wear it. See?"
"...It was cute. Pretending not to, but sneaking his cock out..."