Soft Flesh of the Orobece
"Hmph."
Heliane snorted and turned her head away.
Conversing with him left her tongue feeling filthy.
How can every single line out of his mouth be so vulgar and gutter-level?
Jincheon's words laid bare his true nature so nakedly that, as a woman, she felt an instinctive wave of revulsion.
Yet Jincheon thrived on watching a woman's gaze of hatred shift and twist; he only made Heliane's eyes grow colder still.
"Sorry I couldn't spare you more attention. I've had a lot of things to take care of."
"Would you keep your distance? You reek of a filthy beast."
She had meant it as a pointed metaphor for the way he hunted women like an animal, but Jincheon's expression remained perfectly at ease.
"Hmm~"
He appraised Heliane's body where she hung bound to the post of the bunk bed.
She possessed an impossibly narrow waist and lush, full hips that looked as if they had stepped straight out of a comic or a game. An ass so perfect that any man with a fetish for it could bury his face there for a lifetime and never grow bored. Breasts a little too large to cup fully in one hand. He almost wanted to study how a body like hers was even possible.
Jincheon laid a finger against the smooth, completely unmarred plane of her abdomen.
Whoosh! Thud!
In the same instant Heliane's foot shot forward like a spear and slammed into his throat. The kick, delivered with the big toe raised to strike the Adam's apple dead-on, was pure murder technique.
"Finished resisting?"
"Kh…!"
Why? I hit the Adam's apple for certain!
There were places on the human body that no amount of training could ever harden. The Adam's apple was one of them—a weak point even a weak person could use to drop an opponent. She had felt the full-power impact land cleanly, yet Jincheon's face remained utterly serene.
Sliiiide—
"Nngh!"
His finger continued its unhurried climb up her sleek belly. Qi pulsed from the tip, sending pleasant electric tingles racing through her skin.
"G-get… off…!"
With her arms bound, the only free limbs she had were her legs; she began thrashing them wildly. Every time his finger rose higher the tingling intensified, and her body rebelled on pure instinct.
Jincheon took every kick without even bothering to guard, yet his finger never stopped its ascent. The moment it reached its target—
Poke!
"Khh-hnnngh!"
—he drove his finger hard into her nipple, determined to turn her breasts into a permanent weak point.
Then something curious happened.
"Oh?"
Normally a hard jab to the nipple would deform the breast. Heliane's chest dented only slightly and kept its original shape. Instead the nipple itself sank deep into the flesh. Not merely inverted—his entire index finger disappeared inside her breast.
"This is fun."
He did the same to the other nipple, pushing it inward until the finger vanished completely.
"The whole finger is wrapped in the springy softness of breast flesh, and the rough little texture of the nipple itself makes for a perfect finish."
"Kh…! Stop describing it like some damn cooking manga…!"
Heliane flushed with shame at the gourmet-style commentary on her own nipples and tried to fight back. But Jincheon, fascinated by a physical trait unique to her race and utterly different from Terra women, only focused more intently on tormenting her chest.
Squish—
"Nngh-kh!"
"Hahahaha! These are basically breast pussies!"
With the nipples inverted, the surrounding flesh enveloped his fingers completely—different only in size from a real cunt. The soft, yielding texture of breast meat wrapping around him instead of vaginal walls was a delightfully unique sensation.
He began pumping the buried fingers roughly up and down.
"Hyaah! S-stop…!"
"Ohh. This feels amazing."
As he stroked, the soft yet elastic flesh twitched and clenched around him. It did not suck and grip like a real pussy, but the way the breast meat tightened in pleasure was a brand-new kind of ecstasy he had never imagined.
Thrust-thrust-thrust-thrust!
"Agaaah! Don't stab them!"
He savagely stabbed both nipples at once. Heliane's upper body arched like a bow; her whole frame jerked and bounced.
When he finally pulled his fingers free after thoroughly enjoying her chest, the deep holes left by the inverted nipples slowly returned to normal. The nipples themselves, however, stood stiff and swollen with arousal, larger than before.
"Haa… haaa…"
Th-this is… strange… My chest is… throbbing…
Heliane already knew her race's physical quirks; fingers vanishing into her breasts was nothing new. The problem was that Jincheon's caressing stir inside them had left her chest far more sensitive than usual.
Shame her breasts aren't a bit bigger.
Jincheon wanted nothing more than to shove his cock into those inverted nipples, but her chest simply was not large enough to take him.
Then I'll just make them bigger.
As the Lust Emperor—absolute master of the female sex—Jincheon had researched countless methods of reshaping women to his will. One of them was Pungyu Jingong, the Breast-Amplifying Technique. He would cup a woman's breasts as widely as possible, massage them roughly while pouring Tushinryeok into the flesh, and force them to grow.
Enlarged breasts altered a fighter's balance, however, and Jincheon understood better than anyone how critical even minor equilibrium was to a martial artist. For that reason he had never forced the technique on any woman who did not ask for it herself.
I want it! I want to fuck those breast pussies with my cock!
There were hard limits to how much he could shrink or enlarge his own shaft; even at its smallest, half of it would never fit inside her current chest. So this once he decided to force the technique. If problems arose later he could simply shrink them again. Growing or reducing them took time, but that minor inconvenience was nothing compared to the hunger to explore an entirely new world of pleasure.
Getting them to the size I want will take quite a while. For now I'll focus on making her mine.
Jincheon planned to form a small mercenary company. He had enough food and water to live comfortably for a few months, but he had no intention of staying here that long. Space-adaptation training still awaited him—and that might consume the most time of all. Therefore he needed to claim Heliane quickly, leave this place without further trouble, complete the training, and begin operating as a mercenary.
Still… I do have to caress her…
Having rationalized it to himself, Jincheon filled both hands with Tushinryeok—power superior even to ordinary Inner Qi—and seized her breasts hard.
Tushinryeok floods the flesh. Soft mounds swell beneath the Lust Emperor's grip.
Squeeze!
"Khh-hnnngh!"
"Hnn~ This extreme softness… something Terra women can never give. Orobece women really are something special."
The four arms were a little bothersome, but if he looked at it generously they were also the perfect mark of how different she was from any Terra woman.
Knead. Knead.
First a hard, painful squeeze. Then, once the breasts were hypersensitive from the pain, he switched to gentle caresses that multiplied the effect.
"Hnn-hngh…! Nnnngh…!"
Exactly as planned, the soft pleasure flooding pain-sensitized flesh hit Heliane far harder than normal. She bit her lip and fought to hold back her moans.
Knead-knead-knead-knead—
"Ahhit! Hhaah…!"
Wh-what…? This… feels… good…!
Jincheon knew exactly how to touch a woman. Combined with the side-effect of the technique—Tushinryeok seeping into the breast tissue and heightening sensitivity—she began feeling pure pleasure from her chest alone.
"This is a bit inconvenient."
Bound to the post, he could only use the most monotonous patterns. He sharpened the edge of his hand and sliced the ropes.
"Die!"
The instant her arms were free, Heliane swung all four of them in a furious assault. Jincheon evaded with the barest minimum of movement, then timed his counter perfectly—pulling her into an embrace that pinned even the arms growing from her shoulder blades.
"Let go! If you don't release me right now—hyah?!"
With all four arms and her body forced against him, Heliane's eyes flew wide at the sensation rising from below. One of the arms holding her had dropped; its fingers were already stirring inside her asshole.
"You… filthy… bastard…! Why… do you keep… going for—mmph!"
She tried to spit her rage at the way he obsessively targeted her anus, but Jincheon seized the opening and thrust his tongue deep into her mouth.
"Mmph-mmph-mmph!"
Heliane's face twisted in disgust at the invasion of a man's tongue.
You son of a bitch! You think just because you hold a woman you can do whatever you want?!
She poured every scrap of her jaw strength into biting down on the tongue that was freely exploring her mouth.
Crack!
Yet the soft, pliant tongue thrashing inside her refused to sever. Instead she felt the sharp pain of biting something hard.
Wh-what? What the hell is this…?
Even now the soft tongue was gently stroking hers. So why couldn't she cut it?
Thrust!
"Uuuuuph~~~!"
Her question vanished when Jincheon's hand, as retaliation for the resistance, drove even deeper into her ass.
Squirm-squirm-squirm-squirm!
"Uuunngh! Uuunh!"
He scraped her rectal walls with expert precision, as if he knew exactly which spots made a woman react. Heliane, already hypersensitive from his earlier attentions, could do nothing but tremble—not from pain or revulsion, but from the perverse, forbidden pleasure blooming in that filthy hole.
Squirm-squirm-squirm—
Slurp— suck— kiss—
"Nngh… haum… huuum…!"
The dual assault from above and below drove her body deeper into pleasure-sensitivity.
Suddenly Jincheon yanked his finger free of her ass, seized both of her buttocks in his hands, and lifted her into the air.
"Pwah…! S-stop! If you do it I'll kill you!"
Finally free of the kissing hell, she thrashed desperately and hurled threats at him.
Why is it so huge?!
The cock aimed diagonally at her pussy was easily twice the size it had been the first time she saw it. Pure feminine terror washed over her.
"I will definitely kill—!"
Schlick!
"Hyaaaaah!"
But Jincheon had never once changed his mind because of a woman's threats. He simply dropped her onto himself and buried his cock to the hilt in a single thrust.
"Ha… hahk…"
Her soft skin allowed her pussy to stretch easily around his massive shaft. Even so she was packed so full that the outline of his cock bulged visibly against her lower belly.
"Hnn~ The texture of this soft pussy flesh is the absolute best. Even without enough juices it's still silk-smooth instead of rough—something no Terra woman could ever manage."
"Ha… haa… hahk… you… son of a… bitch… I… really am… going to kill you…"
"Plenty of women have said the same thing. The result was always identical. I'm looking forward to seeing when that arrogant mouth of yours finally changes its tune."
"Pull it out right now…! Or else…!"
Thrust!
"Hah-hngh!"
"Or else what?"
"I said… stop… it… yah…!"
Schlick! Schlick! Schlick!
"Hnn-hah! Ahh-aah!"
"What are you going to do if I don't stop?"
Damn it… fuck…! To a piece of trash like this…!
Even as she was violated again, Heliane found herself unable to resist at all. Tears began to gather at the corners of her eyes.
Her four arms clutched at Jincheon's shoulders and head, trying to push him away, yet—
Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap!
"Hnn-haaaaah!"
—every time his cock slammed into her pussy, the strength drained from those arms. Pleasure had reduced her to a state where she could not even overpower an elementary-school child. Heliane was forced to endure the humiliation of being held against him chest-to-chest like a lover while he used her.