Instilling Male Supremacy in Weak Men — First Steps
"And so, we're getting married soon."
"Wow, congratulations! So you finally made your dream come true? It feels like just yesterday you popped your cherry on my pussy, and now look at you — all grown up and manly. I'm so proud I could burst."
That was the happy news waiting for me when I dropped by Hans's house for the first time in a while, without even a commission to my name.
Hans, soon to be a newlywed, scratched his head with a bashful little grin.
"Heheh, it's all thanks to you, Astera. Seriously, thank you. If it weren't for you, I probably would've died a virgin loser who never even held a regular girl's hand, let alone gotten anywhere near Mina's pussy. Meeting you was the greatest stroke of luck in my entire life."
Nnngh. It didn't get more fulfilling than this. I was starting to think people really ought to pick a job that gave them a sense of purpose above anything else. There was a happiness here that went way beyond watching money hit your account.
"So when's the wedding? I'd love to come if I can."
"Ah, well, about that. A wedding's looking a little tough, honestly."
"Huh? Why?"
"Mina's parents aren't exactly thrilled about me. They're letting us get together because Mina's throwing a fit about it, but they won't give us a ceremony. They say it'd embarrass them in front of the whole village."
"I-I'm so sorry our parents failed to recognize what a precious son-in-law they have."
Mina's voice drifted up from beneath Hans's ass, where she was on all fours like a chair, propping up her groom-to-be. Unlike before, she knew exactly where she belonged, and knowing she was another masterpiece I had personally crafted made my chest swell with pride.
"Eh, I don't really like weddings anyway — too much of a hassle. What matters is that my toilet named Mina is sitting right where she belongs in my house."
"Th-thank youuu..."
Mm. Mm. Excellent. No absurd inversion of the natural order where a husband got henpecked just because they'd tied the knot. A proper household built on male supremacy, heading toward genuine happiness. I figured I wouldn't even need to drop by and check on them anymore.
One last question, just to be sure.
"Do you love your new bride?"
"Hmm..."
He seemed to ponder it for a moment. Then Hans answered.
"Congratulations again on the marriage! I truly hope you'll be happy!"
"Thanks! I'll call you again sometime! Please accept my invitation then too."
"Of course I will!"
I waved with a bright voice and left Hans's house behind. And in that same moment, I came face to face with cold reality.
Women draped in clothes that covered far too much. Pussies strutting down the street with their heads held high, bold as you please. And men who couldn't just casually fuck those pussies even though they were right there in front of them.
One household might have been set back on the proper track, but this world was still overflowing with vice. They were getting by for now, but in a village this small, the truth about Hans and Mina would come out eventually. And when it did, the two of them would be persecuted. Just picturing that grim possibility made my chest grow heavy.
"To live the right way and still get ostracized for it. How does that make any sense?"
Rage welled up toward the culprit who'd wrecked this world with the Common Sense Alteration, and with it came a faint sense of powerlessness. I supposed you could call it a kind of post-nut clarity.
...And just as I was thinking that, a familiar face caught my eye.
"Lavina?"
That distinctive plump face, that easygoing expression. There was no mistaking her — it was definitely Lavina. Delight rushed through me, and right on its heels, a flicker of puzzlement.
Isn't that the village chief's house? What's she doing over there?
As far as I knew, the village chief was already married, with a daughter no less. What business would an alchemist like Lavina have there? Had she come to help him play around with other women behind his wife's back?
I had no reason to sit on my curiosity, so I called out to her right away.
"Fancy running into you here, Lavina."
"Oh my~ If it isn't Astera? First time seeing you since you picked up that virility tonic last time, right? Here on a commission?"
"Mm, not exactly. More like follow-up on a commission? I came by to check on things as a kind of aftercare. What about you, Lavina? That place you just came out of — that was the village chief's house, right? Is he a client of yours?"
"You could say I'm in a similar boat. I stopped by to make sure the village chief hasn't run out of the virility tonic he always orders."
I gave a wry smile.
"Sounds like the village chief is a little short on stamina?"
"Oh my, you shouldn't tease a man like that. The chief isn't getting any younger, so of course he needs a little boost if he's going to use two pussy-holes at once. And one of them is his own fresh little daughter, no less."
"Huh? The village chief is fucking his own daughter?!"
Lavina pressed a finger to her lips and shot me a warning look.
"Shh! This is a secret, so no blabbing!"
"Ah, s-sorry."
Embarrassed by my own carelessness, I quickly shut my mouth. Lavina glanced around, confirmed that nobody was paying us any attention, then led me somewhere secluded and filled me in.
Apparently the village chief had been relatively well-off for such a small village, which had allowed him to take a pretty wife — and later, a daughter who looked just like her. But the wife had looked down on her short, ugly husband and treated him like dirt, and the daughter who'd taken after her mother had done the exact same thing. The wife had been a shameless bitch who only cared about her husband's position and money, and couldn't have given less of a damn about anything else.
Naturally the chief had been unhappy with the situation, but his complex about his looks had made it hard for him to take a firm hold of his wife. The one who'd opened his eyes had been none other than Lavina. She had gifted him virility tonics and aphrodisiacs potent enough to melt several pussies in a single day. And most decisively of all, she had instilled in him the proper mindset of male supremacy. As a result, the chief had reclaimed his dignity as a patriarch and a cock, and taken back his rightful ownership of both his wife's pussy and his daughter's.
"Well, that's the story. Nothing all that impressive, right?"
"No! I think it's an incredibly, truly, incredibly beautiful story!"
I grabbed both of Lavina's hands and declared it with conviction. She seemed a little taken aback by my intensity, but I had no intention of empty flattery. From the very depths of my heart, I genuinely believed it was a beautiful story — because I had just learned that I wasn't the only one fighting to restore this world to its original, magnificent form.
I had no idea how deeply Lavina understood the Common Sense Alteration. But there was no doubt she had played a major role in turning this world back to the way it should be. And she wouldn't be the only one. The efforts of countless Female Slaves in the guild were all coming together to peel back the clutches of the Common Sense Alteration. The moment that realization truly sank in, something hot overflowed in my chest — a chest that, now that I was a woman, was brimming with emotion.
"I-I'll do my best! Everyone else is giving it their all, after all!"
"Uh, huh? Is this really something to get that emotional about? ...Well, giving it your all is a good thing, I suppose!"
After a moment of confusion, Lavina squeezed my hands right back.
I didn't know the full picture, but I was certain I wasn't the only one the Manager had granted power to in order to set this twisted world right. I believed that even the smallest steps, gathered together, would surely become a great leap forward.
She's the finest Organic Masturbation Sleeve I've ever laid eyes on, sure. But it's also true that I don't thirst for her the way I used to. Down the line, I might get completely absorbed in some new Organic Masturbation Sleeve I pick up.
Hans turned over in his mind the words he'd given in answer to Astera's question. It was an answer so extravagant he never could have imagined it in the old days. Mina — the girl he had once yearned for so desperately — was right there on top of him, working her hips with everything she had in service of his cock, and yet he had enough leftover composure to picture some other female's pussy.
But Hans knew now. That wasn't luxury. It was his natural right as someone born a man. And the answer he'd given earlier had been the right one to deliver to the mentor who'd awakened his former, pathetic self.
"Hmm~ Your pussy's getting a little loose, isn't it? You actually trying? If you're a useless Organic Masturbation Sleeve, I might as well toss you in the shed early and go find myself a new one."
"Hiih! I-I'm sorry, husband! Mina's pussy will squeeze so hard! Please, please don't throw me away!"
At Hans's playful threat, Mina trembled in genuine terror of being discarded, swallowing his cock even deeper, deeper, serving him with everything she had. Hans lay spread-eagle on the bed, receiving her service as if he were a king.
"Aaahn♥ Husband, husband♥ The husband who truly awakened me♥"
Anyone who remembered Mina's old haughty attitude would have been stunned, seeing her like this — a Whore putting on airs for no reason other than to be loved by a man. And because Hans had been wounded by that Mina more deeply than anyone, the thrill he felt at this complete reversal was something else entirely.
Someday, when Mina grew boring, Hans would fuck some other woman without a shred of regret and use her as an Organic Masturbation Sleeve. That wasn't a maybe. It was a settled fact. A self-evident right.
"Kiss."
"Yeeees♥ Excuse me while I plant kiss after kiss on my husband's precious lips♥"
But it seemed that time was not now. Because right now, the only thought in his head was that he wanted to suck this female dry down to the marrow and enjoy every last bit of her.