Chapter 61
Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 61
Chapter Title: Unit 1s Are Munchkins Limited to Dyke
I thought Denis had gone back to the inn, but my memory gets hazy starting from the moment she showed up wearing a dick. My vision must have blurred.
Tears or whatever, I couldn't see a damn thing.
"Urk! Guh!"
Someone grabbed my head and shoved a dick into my mouth. A slime-shaped dildo filled it completely.
She rocked her hips back and forth. The dick battered my throat roughly.
The urge to puke kept surging. Stomach acid refluxed every time it smacked my uvula.
Still, she didn't stop.
"Dyke loves dick, right?"
It was Olivia. Olivia was jamming her dick down my throat and thrusting away.
"Gurk! Guh...!"
Her soft lower belly smacked against my face. Olivia ground her abdomen all over it.
Breathing got harder and harder.
Splat!Splat!
Something was thrusting in and out of my asshole. The sensation of something that had no business being there plunging inside.
It hit me with crystal clarity, sending chills down my spine.
"Denis, you need to bounce more smoothly."
"Like this...?"
"To shove the dick in as deep as possible, use the rebound. Grab Father's hips."
It was Denis. Denis was violating my ass.
With Charlotte's help—no intention of helping me.
"Urgh, hng!"
"Dyke. Want a baby?"
Olivia pulled her hips back. She yanked out the dick and waited for my answer.
I gulped down desperate breaths and nodded.
I looked pathetic as a man, but my desire to knock up Denis burned strong. That craving was the fuel letting me endure the humiliation.
"Then suck the dick right."
Olivia thrust her dick right up to my face.
"Bigger than Dyke's little pecker, huh?"
"...Hng, hrrm...!"
Even as Olivia chatted with me, Denis kept pounding away. On my knees, ass up, I had to take Denis's dick.
It wasn't huge, so less strain physically, but my pride was in tatters.
"What's the point... How's this supposed to help make a baby..."
"Don't like it?"
When I grumbled, Olivia let me go.
"If you hate it, we can skip."
"......"
"You gotta make me want to help when you need it. Keep turning down my offers and embarrassing me like this, and even I'll start resenting you, Dyke."
Olivia rubbed her dick against my lips as she spoke.
"Dick's cold. Wants Dyke's mouth-pussy to service it quick."
I clenched my teeth. Ignored the weird heat building in my ass and forced my mouth open.
I started licking Olivia's dick with my tongue.
"Heehee. That's good..."
Olivia grinned wide.
Daily life dragged on. If getting ass-fucked while locked in a chastity cage counted as normal.
The Unit 1s gradually upped their dick sizes. Denis led the pack.
She seemed hooked on railing male asses.
"I don't get it myself. Why do I enjoy this so much..."
A fetish even she couldn't explain. Quiet ones have dark tastes, huh.
She'd been pushed into it by the Unit 1s at first, but now she demanded it herself.
No options for me. Just give it to her whenever she asked.
This isn't right.
The more I submitted to Denis, the more something inside me cracked.
"True love, right?"
"...What?"
Olivia Unit 1 declared it shamelessly.
"Think about it. Shoving a slime dildo up your shithole doesn't do squat for our pussies or wombs. Zero feeling. Not a real man's cock."
"......"
"But we're still pounding away hard."
Olivia thrust her hips at the air, mimicking fucking in a ridiculous display.
"Men get it. How much work this is."
"......"
"Guys get pleasure from thrusting into pussy. Us?"
No pleasure at all. Yet here we are, ass-fucking you.
What gall.
"No conscience at all."
"Guess you don't want that baby."
I let out a dry laugh and scolded her. Olivia pulled a pill from her pocket.
"Made this recently?"
"...A pill? That?"
"No anal absorption needed. Just swallow."
"......"
I eyed it warily. Too many times she'd tricked me before.
"Figured you'd doubt."
Olivia swallowed it herself first. Dodged my suspicion.
"No effect on women. Only men's baby batter sacks."
"What effect?"
"Boosts sperm production? My theory. Haven't tested fully yet."
Olivia was trying her best. Annoying as the ass play was, she wasn't shirking her role.
Couldn't rag on her too hard.
"Swallow and we'll monitor. Sperm count up? How many loads secured?"
"...Dick size?"
"No dice."
Olivia said it straight-faced.
"Enlarging's tough. Basic enchant magic won't cut it."
"...No other methods?"
"Why fixate on dick size? Pointless anyway."
Olivia scowled. Voice sharp, like quit your bitching.
Yeah. Even knowing the chastity cage truth, I couldn't shake my obsession with getting bigger.
Kept begging for it.
"Been locked over a week now..."
"So? We had fun sex."
"......"
"Bigger dick changes jack shit. Your moms ain't coming back."
"...Not about them."
"Liar. Still hung up."
Two already dead. What lingering in this mess?
I'd lost my heroines. Fact.
No attachment to the fact itself.
Had to happen eventually. NTR game protag keeping his girls? Laughable.
Just greed. Personal wish that a little bigger might make me more manly.
Olivia read my desire, smirked, and patted my crotch rough.
"Small dick suits you, Dyke."
"......"
"Pathetic shrimp-dick moaning like a bitch while his lover's daughter reams his ass."
Olivia whispered it, yanking my hips toward her.
"So spread that ass."
Days of listlessly taking it over and over. Then change blew in sudden.
"Sperm motility's improved, yeah."
Olivia Unit 1 gathered everyone for a status report. Super personal stuff—why the group briefing? Whatever, stayed quiet.
"But not enough. Gotta try other ingredients. Vitality boosters to amp Dyke's sperm production."
All leaned in on Olivia's briefing. Denis took notes with serious eyes.
"Vitality-related ingredients, huh..."
Prime rares flashed in my head. Troll blood top for regen, obviously on list.
"Best bet's 'Saintess's Blood'."
"......"
Our eyes swung to Nine at Olivia's words. Nine shook her head, embarrassed.
"I'm no saintess. Couldn't even if I wanted."
"...Lost your purity?"
"No. Pureblood mixed in."
"Ah."
Nine could cast holy spells, sure. Didn't make her a saintess.
No quals.
"Gotta snag some 'Saintess's Blood' then."
Who's the current saintess? Might need to check papers.
Olivia grabbed me right then.
"My 'Saintess's Blood' ain't just literal blood."
"Not plain blood?"
"Virginity."
"......?"
Olivia dead serious.
"Deflowering proof. Virgin blood. If we're using 'Saintess's Blood'."
"...That means war with the church?"
Ex-hero or not, no easy pick.
"Yup."
"Alternatives?"
Nothing high-difficulty popped up.
"'Pureblood's Blood' works similar."
"...Steal a pureblood's virginity too?"
"Nah. Just blood. Kill the pureblood."
"......"
Why not you lot kill purebloods and fetch it? Almost spat it out.
Mind reader? Olivia clocked my glare and shot back.
"We can't kill purebloods. They're stronger."
"...Then I can't beat 'em either?"
"You can, Dyke."
"?"
Somehow, I got quested to fetch 'Pureblood's Blood'.