Cum Reservoir Catastrophe and Vending Onahole Farewell
-Squeak... squeak...
-Bang... bang... bang...
-Oof... oooh... ah... oheee♡
Shaking off the haze of booze and bliss clouding her mind.
"Ah... ugh... w-where... am I...?"
She passed out at the wall-mounted ass onahole shop after chugging booze through her backdoor pussy, overwhelmed by pleasure... and then... and then...?
"Huh...?"
How long had she been sticking her ass out there?
An hour?
Two hours?
What the hell would happen if a limp, female lower-half onahole just sat there defenseless for hours on end?
"W-wait a sec...?!"
Her foggy mind snapped awake.
She focused on the lower-body surveillance camera spell Erophna had cast.
"H-hee... hee... hee... heeeeeee♡ Th-those fuuuuucking bastards♡ What the hell did they do to my body before leaving♡ My ass isn't a goddamn trash can♡♡"
Her lower half was a wreck.
Her pristine, full-moon ass—flawless without a single blemish—now bore cigarette burn scars spelling out "MEAT URINAL".
'Sure, no scars or wounds will stick around, but that's beside the point!'
From her baby room down the straight passage to her pussy entrance, it was slathered in what looked like whipped cream—thick, yellowish cum overflowing♡
She tensed her lower belly, and sticky cock juice gloop♡ gloop♡ backflowed out, splattering the floor.
'Heeek♡ Anyone seeing this would think I creampied myself through my pussy♡'
Her red, swollen no-condom anal cum-dump was in similar shape.
Her belly was bloated like a loaf of cock-cream bread.
And to top it off, they'd jammed a booze bottle and cigarette butts into her asshole, plugging her up so she couldn't birth the cum soup sloshing in her guts♡
"Ughhh♡ F-fuck♡ F-fuuuuck♡ Thoooose trash bastaaaards♡ Even if I was passed out, treating a female shithole pussy like a trash bin and ashtray cup?! I'm baaad♡ So baaad♡ Totally nauuughty♡♡"
Plus, it looked like they'd jerked off watching her ass like it was fermenting miso soup—her cheeks to thighs were drenched in dick slime♡
How rough had they played with her to leave a whole puddle of cum♡
"W-wait... hold on... no way... the money...? Huh? They didn't leave a single coin?!"
The coin slot was bone dry.
"They realized the female onahole was out cold and just fucked her raw for free! Heek! Hit! Heeek♡ Th-those evil bastaaaards♡♡"
This was straight-up free used pussy giveaway♡
No different from posting [Well-Used Secondhand Onahole - Free Giveaway] online♡
"Eeeeek♡ B-baaad♡ So baaad, ugh... uh... ah... oooooh♡♡"
Pressure building in her gut forced the booze bottle—clamped tight by her asshole cock-churner—slowly outward.
"Hee♡ Nooo♡ Nooo♡ Stooop♡ Not even for me, anal cum breath is a no-go, aaahheeeek♡"
-Pop♡
The bottle shot out with a cheerful pop.
-Crack!
Thanks to the dragon's ironclad anal grip muscles, it flew far and shattered.
And moments later.
"N-nooo♡ Nooo♡ Nooo♡ Not that embarrassing show again gyaaaaaah♡♡"
-Spiii iii iii iii looooosh♡
Dragon anal cum breath erupted like three months of blue-balled savings♡
Cigarette butts and mystery trash flew out with it.
"Ohooooooh♡ Ohot♡ Ohot♡ Nyagyaaaaaah♡ Gheeeng♡ Stooop♡ My sensitive shitholeeeeek♡ Th-those bastaaaards♡ How much did they pump in there gyahaaaah♡"
She flailed her legs like a frog, waddling like a penguin, but the anal ejaculation showed no signs of stopping♡
Her ass thrashed like an unheld firehose, spraying cock juice everywhere.
Only after carpeting the ceiling, walls, and floor in cum did the creampie finally end♡
"Oof... ah... o... oheeeee♡"
Glancing aside, Erophna was in roughly the same boat.
"Ugh... uuuugh♡ Ex♡ N-nooo♡ Nooo♡ Not thaaat♡ I swear on high elf dignity and honor♡ No queen shithole spurt-spurt creampie for me, haaaahgyaaaah♡"
-Shlorp shlorp shlooooooooosh♡
Erophna's ejaculation couldn't arc as cleanly as hers—age had weakened her cock-churner grip—but her looser sphincter spewed way more volume per second.
"Oh ooooooh♡♡"
Erophna thrashed in ecstasy, snout stretched long, massive tits flopping wildly.
Then a male voice yelled from beyond the wall.
-Fuck! What the hell is this!
-This smell... n-no way, is it cum?! Where's all this jizz spraying from, covering us!
-What the fuck! Who's doing this! Whoever you are, you're dead!
-Over there! Those two onahole bitches are the culprits!
"Heeek♡ Why'd it have to be spot on♡ Ruuuun♡ If they catch us we're fuuuucked♡ Might end up with two bottles jammed in this time♡"
Maltaris shook her hips, trying to escape the hole.
Her Pacific-wide pelvis snagged a bit, but pussy-squeezed cock oil lubed her right out easy.
She grabbed the still-dazed Erophna and bolted into the back alley.
"...Shit, left my wallet behind."
==========================
A week later.
These past few days had been pure hell, dog-tier suffering.
Rumors of the beauty duo waitressing at the bar Ssip Byuntae spread like wildfire, drawing crowds like storm clouds.
Among them, she'd served dick-downs till her clit fell off—wait, clitoris service, so clit-toris exhaustion—tips for that, squeezed out cream sauce for tips, whipped up about a hundred "Palace Ass-Shake Shaking Cocktails" for tips...
Anyway, unspeakable vulgar pervy pussy shows unfit for polite words.
And finally, today—contact from Aris. She and Erophna headed to Aris's place.
Knock knock. Aris answered like she'd been waiting.
Her eyes met Maltaris's, then flicked to Erophna beside her.
"Fucking huge..."
Right?
"Ah. A-ah! S-sorry. Slipped out. Anyway, your name...?"
"Hello. Erophna Lu Harea Leon. High elf—one of the superior races—and friend of Maltaris here. I heard the gist of why she's in this mess. Bypassing superior race magic resistance with a curse, so I came to check it out."
"Also, since you used the Trials' Book like me, you get the picture."
"Ah, got it. Come on in."
Aris's eyes sparkled.
Couldn't contain her curiosity at a superior race who knew more magic than her.
Planning to experiment with curse magic again, huh.
"Then, if you don't mind, we'll intrude."
Aris's house was the same chaotic mess as last time.
No—even more books piled up...?
"...I know. I'll clean someday."
The trio descended to the basement, same routine as before.
Damp, musty air seeped into their skin.
Aris led her to the usual room.
"Here. Familiar bed, right? Lie down. I'm lifting the
Status Abnormality: Vending Machine Onahole
now."
"I know a bit about curses too... mind if I watch? Bypassing superior race resistance—fascinating."
"Sure, join if you'd like."
Maltaris lay on the bed where the curse was cast.
She hiked up her top, exposing her lower belly.
Aris's finger brushed it, tickling a laugh out of her.
"Jeez. You have no idea how hard decoding this curse was. Barely slept a week. Heard from the shop owner... what the fuck have you been up to??"
"Ah, haha... well... Trials' Book got the best of me..."
"Heh. Yeah, tells me. I got bit by the Trials' Book too..."
Blame the Trials' Book—always works.
"Sigh..."
Mana gathered at Aris's fingertip, her belly tingling.
Fluffy, warm light seeped into her body.
Erophna's eyes lit up watching.
"Hmm... impressive. Bypassing like that—infinite 3D fractal convergence evaded via 0D..."
"Oh? You see it. Yeah, started with 4D structure but..."
"That requires calculating internal mana resistance against curse flow over time. Overly complex... Huh? Maltaris? What's with the world-ending face?"
"Who... are you...? This isn't the Erophna I know! Thought your cum-clogged brain was shriveled nut-shaped!!"
Unbelievable! So intellectual! Doppelganger! Doppelganger!
"Oh my. I'm a high elf too, you know? What would the elf queen look like without magic knowledge? Trials' Book limited most of my mana, but theory's all there."
"Smarter mage than I thought."
Hmm... mage, huh...
"And get this..."
Mid-thought, Erophna leaned in, whispering in her ear.
"Doesn't a smart, intellectual sow like me going hee♡ hee♡ buhee♡ get you hard?"
"Fair."
Yep, Erophna alright.
"...Stop shattering my superior race fantasies..."
Aris smiled bitterly.
She lifted her finger from the belly—a brilliant light burst forth.
Blinding radiance filled the room, and in that instant, the curse somewhere inside her shattered.
"Huh? That's it?"
"Yup. All done. Test it."
Aris fished a coin from her pocket and tossed it.
Maltaris snatched the flying coin on reflex.
A coin that should've crumbled to dust under the whore curse.
But it stayed solid in her hand.
"It wooooorks! No more of that cursed liiiife!"
She bounced around the room like a puppy!
"Finally free! Never setting foot in that damn shop again!"
Ah, but she didn't hate working at bar Ssip Byuntae.
It was decent experience.
'Cept the no-limits-anything-but-pussy-trading rule let her snag rare shame.
'But a straight week? Burned out...'
Yeah.
Burned the fuck out.
Just wanted to quit.
The two watched her joy and grinned.
"Ufufu. Seeing you so happy makes me happy too♡"
Once the glee settled.
"Alright. Adventure time resumes. Tough quests, smash 'em, rake in cash! Sick of bland grub! Oh yeah, Erophna."
"Yes?"
"Wanna adventure with me?"
"Sure♡"
That easy?