Chapter 137: A Very Special Glass for the Breast Cup Winner (1)
Chapter 137: A Very Special Glass for the Breast Cup Winner (1)
"You look incredibly happy."
"Of course I am."
It was lunchtime.
The sun was high in the sky.
Today, I had specially welcomed the morning in the sex room, finished all my meals there, and now, after closing the door to the room, I was lounging lazily.
"I finally had sex with Asti."
"Congratulations."
Yurdias calmly poured milk tea into a glass molded after her own breasts.
I took the glass, lightly moistened my throat, and raised it toward Astarotte, who was beside me.
"There’s no need to be shy. Next time, we’ll all be doing it together anyway."
"Really?"
"Of course."
Laura’s face lit up, her eyes sparkling.
"Wow! Then later we can all talk about what we liked and stuff."
"Don't you and Yurdias already know everything about each other?"
"Astarotte needs to know too. Like which positions the Young Lord prefers."
"I don't really have a specific favorite position, though."
"Didn't you say you liked it when the woman rides on top?"
"Not necessarily. It depends on the person."
I pointed at Yurdias.
"With Yurdias, it’s hotter when I’m pressing down on her from above than when she’s riding me."
"What about me?"
"You’re hot from head to toe, no matter what."
"...Then, though it might be a bit much to ask on the day of my first experience, what about me, Astarotte?"
"Lifting and banging is the hottest."
Astarotte fell silent.
The bedsheets had been changed, but less than ten hours had passed since the time of pleasure shared in this room.
Right here, in this very spot, Astarotte had been lifted and banged by me.
Since I wasn't hiding it but talking about it right next to her, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
"Th-that’s a bit embarrassing."
"There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Later on, we’ll probably all be naked together, lined up on the bed in doggy style for the Young Lord."
"Doggy style... from behind... gulp..."
"Oh, right. Young Lord, from behind—"
"Asti. Quiet."
Since the topic of conversation was constantly about sex, it seemed Astarotte was slowly getting used to the sex talk.
"What about the Young Lord from behind? Could it be...?"
"Did you have anal sex? Like, because the front was too tight, you went in the back?"
"I stretched the front out plenty, so don't worry about that."
"Then what did you do from behind?"
"Um, well, when I was in my succubus form, he grabbed my tail from behind and tickled it like crazy."
Since the common ground that allowed the party members to bond easily was 'sex with Ruji Fermaton,' the three of them were able to become close quickly through these discussions.
I hoped the day would come when Zenith, Serica, and Charlotte would all join in on these conversations.
"That’s a shame. If you pounded her in the ass pussy, it would be even easier to lift and bang her."
"Astarotte has a body well-suited for lifting and banging, so it’s not an impossible story."
"What about me?"
"Nothing’s impossible. But I already lift and bang you all the time anyway."
"And me?"
"For you, I should install a bar on the ceiling, restrain you there, and then bury my cock in you."
"......Gulp. That sounds incredible."
Everyone has their preferred positions.
"What are you going to do with me?"
"For you, Asti, it won't be lifting and banging; it'll be something else."
"How?"
"Having you sit on top of me while I'm sitting down."
"Ngh..."
I enjoy having sex tailored to specific positions, and to take it a step further...
I love sex in positions that make my partner feel embarrassed.
They might not know what to do out of shame and might show a slight bit of resistance at first, but seeing them slowly melt away because of the pleasure is the most thrilling part.
"Phew, truly... it’s the best day ever."
It was a good day in many ways.
Not only did I have sex with Astarotte, but the matter regarding 'Desmonica of Spawning' was handled simply, and the business with the succubus slaves and the Dream Factory would now proceed smoothly without issues.
"I just want to sprawl out and sleep like this."
"Aren't you going to watch the finals? Today is the first day."
"I already said I’d only go on the last day of the finals, so it’s fine. It’s not like I absolutely have to be there."
Since I had already gained enlightenment regarding breasts, there was no pressing need to go see the early stages of the Breast Festival finals.
"Besides, everyone’s going to be doing 'this' on the first day anyway."
I pointed to a large tank filled with a pink mass of mucus.
Pink Slime.
It was a material we obtained from the Infinite Labyrinth, the monster bodily fluid that served as the catalyst for holding this Breast Festival.
If left alone, it was just a mass of mucus, but if you clumped it together and lowered the temperature even slightly, it would harden immediately.
"The first day of the finals is when everyone stays in their rooms and takes molds of their breasts. By now, the fast ones are probably already finished."
If you spread this over the breasts and freeze it, it hardens into that shape, and then you pour plaster into that mold to set it.
The hardening speed varies depending on the size of the person's breasts, but most of them harden completely within a day.
"Everyone’s living so comfortably thanks to the materials from the Infinite Labyrinth. Hehehe."
Since it was so easy to mold a person's breasts, it wouldn't be a bad idea to keep using this for some fun in the future.
"Should I make that? You know, when making benches for a park, having the shape of a butt imprinted on them."
"Since you held a Breast Festival, are you going to hold a Butt Festival now?"
"Not a full festival, just sculptures to be used as decorations."
If you look at modern art installations, such things actually exist.
Just like footprints left in cement, there are benches made to look like the impression of someone sitting, inviting others to sit there.
"It’s not for mass production, just for installation as sculptures."
"The bench’s name would be 'The Greatest Butt,' then."
"......."
I briefly thought of Captain America, who used to say his butt was the best.
While determining the greatest breasts might be something only women can do, if it’s the greatest butt, then even Ruji Fermaton’s butt...
'No.'
That’s dangerous.
My hips are certainly firm, but if there were a bench with my butt print on it, some weirdos would definitely start having strange ideas.
If it were women, it might be okay.
But what if someone like Sir Lambert went there?
"Ugh, I just had a horrible thought."
"Like making a bench and having another man come and rub his butt on it?"
"How did you even think of that?"
"I just felt like that’s exactly what you’d be thinking, Young Lord."
She was right.
It wasn't wrong, but hearing it from Laura made me feel a bit strange.
"Let’s forget the butt thing. Then, shall we start the real thing now?"
I pointed to the wide space inside the sex room.
"Asti. Transform into the Queen. We’re going to apply the Pink Slime to the Queen’s breasts and take a mold of them."
"Should I transform right here?"
"Yeah."
"Okay. Then..."
Flash!
As soon as Astarotte’s body began to glow, she immediately transformed into the 5-meter-tall Succubus Queen that filled the sex room.
"Wow... she really is huge. Is it possible to shrink down, too?"
"I can shrink, but to do that, I have to plug the Young Lord’s cock into me."
"Eh?"
"That way, I can shrink while keeping the proportions perfectly matched."
She wasn't wrong.
If she shrunk to match the size of my cock, she could shrink to the perfect fit.
"What are you going to do when you're in a hurry later?"
"I’ll just have to adjust accordingly then. It’s because this body is Desmonica’s body."
Wait a moment.
To clarify one thing, Astarotte’s forms can be divided into three main types.
The Girl-type Human.
This is the Astarotte I usually see.
And then there’s the Queen-type Giant Succubus Queen currently before my eyes.
With breasts so large they couldn't even be compared to Astarotte’s.
"It’s clearly different from Astarotte’s body."
"That’s a bit of a painful thing to hear."
"I only speak the visible truth. Rather than sweet-sounding lies, it’s important to accept the cold truth and overcome reality."
"If you weren't saying that about breasts, I’d say it belongs in a book of Ruji’s famous quotes."
"You can just put it in and leave out the part about the breasts."
One cannot turn their eyes away from the truth.
"You received the power of the Succubus Queen, but you received the body along with the power. Aside from the hair color, eye color, and face, it’s Desmonica’s body."
Unlike Astarotte, who could be called an AA-cup, the body of Desmonica before me was at least a K-cup—it was faster to count from the other end of the alphabet.
This was Astarotte’s other form.
"And from here, shrinking down to fit my cock size is Astarotte’s true succubus form."
And in that process, she becomes a human-sized succubus perfectly fitted to my cock.
She becomes a succubus with a physique similar to or slightly smaller than Laura’s.
The breasts that shrink in sync with my cock size are also beautiful, but...
"What I need right now are these massive breasts. You have to stay still, Asti, okay?"
"Yes..."
Splat.
We poured the Pink Slime mucus onto Astarotte’s breasts.
Laura and I spread our hands as wide as possible to smear the slime, while Yurdias used a brush to meticulously fill in the areas where the mucus was thin.
"...Doing this feels really strange."
Astarotte could only sigh as her breasts were being subjected to what felt like foreplay that wasn't quite foreplay.
"Hold your breath for a second. Your chest is shrinking."
"......."
Astarotte frowned and took a deep breath.
Thanks to that, her breasts grew even larger, and I quickly spread the mucus.
"Just bear with it for a bit. It’ll dry in about 10 minutes."
"If I hold my breath for 10 minutes, I’ll die."
"Maybe you can maintain the expanded chest while slowly exhaling and inhaling...?"
"......."
In the end, we reached a reasonable compromise that didn't interfere with her breathing.
The breasts of a 5-meter succubus were already more than enough to achieve my desired goal.
"Is it dry? Shall we take it off?"
Using a bit of ice magic, we peeled off the mucus mold that had taken the shape of Astarotte’s breasts.
"Perfect. I could fill this with water and take a half-body bath in it."
"Is that why you made this?!"
"No, no. I’m just saying it’s that big. ...Though it wouldn't be weird if I actually did it."
It would be a half-body bath where only my arms and legs stuck out, but it was certainly large enough for that.
"Asti. If there’s anything you want, just say it. I’ll grant it for you."
Shhh.
Astarotte, who had returned to her original form, seemed to have made a big decision as she got plenty of Pink Slime on her hands.
"The Young Lord’s cock."
"You want my cock, but why are you smearing that on—"
"If we’re making a Breast Container like this, shouldn't we make a Cock Container too?"
"......Eh?"
This girl.
"...Is she a genius?"