The B-Rank Hunter Liked Being a Female More Than a Lover, So She Fell and Became One♥ (2)
"...Ah."
She'd passed out.
Arang broke into a cold sweat, staring at the woman who'd gone limp in his arms with him still buried inside her.
...She isn't dead, is she?
Honestly, it wouldn't have been strange if she were. Her sensitivity had been that extreme, and he'd driven into her with no restraint at all. He'd only resorted to something that rough because he'd grown a little impatient.
Still, it's a shame she blacked out before she could even take the finish.
She'd fainted when he was only about halfway to coming, which left the whole thing hanging in an awkward place.
......
He worried over it for a long while, and in the end he decided to keep going.
Squelch... squelch...
Spurt!
Every time he drove his cock into her from the piledriver position, sticky cunt-juice gushed out around him. Even unconscious, her body was climaxing on its own. Automatic climax-hunting, you might call it.
Just get one shot off quick and be done with it...
He didn't like handling a partner who'd already fainted, but there was nothing for it. He was already hard, the urge to come had climbed too far, and how was he supposed to hold that back? Besides, he'd heard that forcing yourself to stop right before you finish was bad for the body.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch!
Slap, slap, slap!
"Ngh... hk..."
As his cock kept hammering her womb, she began to react, little by little.
...Don't tell me she's already trying to wake up?
The thought made him rush. He dragged the sensation as high as it would go and fucked her even harder.
Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap!!!
"Hoo...!"
"Hnnngh... haah...!"
The rougher he got, the more often her moans spilled out. Then, at the very last instant before he came—
"Huu... hueee...?"
Her eyes opened slowly. She lifted her head and looked up at Arang.
"M-Master, what is th—"
Spluuuuurt!!!
The orgasm hit with tremendous force. In an instant it filled her womb to the brim, and still it wasn't enough—thick, clotted semen began to well out through the seam where they were joined.
"Hoooooh♡♡ Ohk♡ Wh-what is this...♡"
The sudden flood of something hot packing her womb startled her, but she was climaxing too hard to form words, and all that came out was a shameless sound.
Splurt! Splurt!
He emptied every last drop from his urethra and finished coming.
"Hoo..."
He let out a long sigh and savored the afterglow.
"Hiee, heeek...♡"
Yuyeong, still folded under him, was driven right back to the edge of losing consciousness again.
...I ended up coming in her without a condom. She'll need to take a contraceptive.
In this world, abilities and all manner of science had advanced together, so side-effect-free birth control existed in abundance. A Hero's body would neutralize a fair amount of any drug's side effects anyway, so there was nothing to worry about.
Even so... except for when I finish breaking her completely, I should use a condom.
A condom was only a skin-thin membrane wrapped around his cock, but it had the advantage of letting her stop fretting about semen filling her womb. He could use that reassurance to put her at ease and pound her as much as he liked. Her cunt would be trained to his cock, and in the end she'd permit him to take her raw. It was easiest to think of it as a beta test for the real thing.
Schliiick...
He drew his cock slowly out of her.
Pop.
It came free with the soft sound of a glass-bottle cap coming loose, and semen gushed out after it in thick pulses, fouling the floor.
Arang sat her roughly on the sofa and immediately turned his attention to the change taking place in his own body.
For one thing, I can feel my lifespan stretching.
It hadn't shown up as any clear metric, but he knew this much: a body that had been dying by degrees had found its vigor again. On top of that, some unnameable strength had begun to flow into him.
Something... itches along my back.
If he focused even a little, it felt as if something were about to push out of him. He gathered his awareness on his back—on the shoulder blades in particular—and put force into them.
And then—
Fwip!!!
Something tore, and something grew from his back. There was no pain. The strange sensation made him look behind himself at once.
...What is this.
He couldn't help being shocked. What had grown from the shoulder blades on his back were wings. Pure white wings, identical to the ones on the woman collapsed in front of him.
All he'd done was train her and make her submit, and he'd gained a new ability. The very same ability as hers, no less. He could even hide the wings, or bring them out at will.
Don't tell me...
In that moment, Arang realized the trait the goddess had handed him might not have been Lustful Touch alone. The true trait she'd passed to him... might have been the power to copy, exactly as they were, the traits of anyone he sexually subjugated.
If it isn't that, this situation doesn't make sense.
The odds of awakening the exact same trait as someone else were low. And for that overlapping ability to belong to the Hero whose Sidekick he was? That was a coincidence too absurd to believe.
Still, it's such a broken ability I can hardly complain.
When Lustful Touch had been sitting there by itself, things had honestly felt hopeless. Middling Heroes at B-Rank or below could be approached somehow and trained with that single trait, but it was far too lacking to climb any higher than that. Now it was different. He would gather strength from a variety of traits, and at the same time collect Lustful Touch and every other sexual trait he could, raising his power to train. Thanks to the trait he'd just uncovered, he could finally lock in the road map ahead. What he held now was an outrageously broken trait, one that could grow both his strength and his power to break someone in.
I've trained Yuyeong, for now... but how far she'll actually obey me is still a question.
If she got snappish, or refused to answer anything important, he could be in for a real headache. Even so, he'd already brought her down. She would probably come out obedient.
I'll know by tomorrow.
For now, he meant to wash up and sleep. Arang fetched a blanket, covered Yuyeong where she lay unconscious on the sofa, and went in to bathe.
And so one master and one female were born, and the dark sky, before long, turned bright and clear.
"Mmm..."
Yuyeong finally woke and opened her eyes. The feel of the blanket against her skin was unusually vivid today. Almost as if she weren't wearing anything at all...
...Wait.
As if she weren't wearing anything?
Her gaze drifted, little by little, down beneath the blanket. What met her eyes, plain as day, was her own body without so much as underwear.
"H-hiiik...!"
She startled, wrapped the blanket tighter around herself, and trembled.
Wh-what on earth happened last night?
The night before didn't come back to her right away. Arang had said, in the living room, that he'd show her something even better—
Ah...
Only then did something click, and she froze solid. Now she remembered. All of yesterday... The sight of herself squealing and wailing like a sow in heat, not like a modest grown woman. At the time she'd been conscious of nothing but how good it felt, and she hadn't noticed at all. If anything, she'd liked it so much she'd moaned even more like an animal.
"Ah, aah..."
The first thing that crashed over her was shame. Honestly, she'd known for a while that it had left the category of massage behind. The reason she still couldn't stop had been the pleasure. The pleasure he gave her had been too good. Too intense. That was why she hadn't been able to climb back out, and had thrown her own body deeper into the abyss.
What do I do...
She absolutely could not look Arang in the face like this. No—she didn't want to. It was out in the open now that she was a thoroughly shameless woman. How could she keep working beside him?
And at the end...
Yuyeong knew perfectly well what she had felt at the last. It had been surrender, and obedience. And love. She had already taken him deep into her heart. Wasn't that ridiculous? To fall for a Sidekick she hadn't even known a month, and mean it.
Even so... I have to end this relationship.
No matter how much she loved him, a love like this was abnormal. It was a love that must never be allowed to exist. Thinking that, she rose with the blanket wound tight around her, meaning to change clothes.
"Ah, nnh..."
Her legs were still shaking, but she had to move. In that instant—
Click.
The bedroom door opened, and by some exquisite timing Arang's eyes met Yuyeong's.
"Ah..."
"......"
Yuyeong went rigid where she stood, unable to move, a sigh escaping her. Arang said nothing and simply stared.
......
...
.
An awkward silence stretched.
"Did you sleep well?"
It was Arang who broke it. He looked perfectly natural, as if nothing at all had happened, and that only threw her into deeper confusion.
A-after something like that yesterday, he feels nothing...?
"Y-yes... Thanks to the massage, I slept well."
"......"
Yuyeong stumbled over the words. Arang watched her in silence for a moment.
"Yuyeong."
Before long he spoke her name, and pushed her straight back against the wall. The normal reaction would have been to resist, but Yuyeong was simply shoved there, strengthless. The cold of the wall was unmistakable against her back. With nowhere left to retreat, a shadow fell across her face. She had no choice but to look up at Arang, larger than she was, and meet his eyes.
"Wh-what are you doing..."
"What else. I'm admiring my pretty female."
Female?
The casual way he treated her as one made her head spin for a second.
"N-no... I'm not your female. And who in the world calls a woman a female—"
"Ha."
She tried her best to lecture him, but Arang cut her off midway with a sigh.
"Yuyeong. You've already submitted and become a female. Why keep resisting like that?"
"Who—who said I submitted...!"
"Then I guess we don't need this anymore?"
Arang gave a short laugh and tugged his underwear halfway down. What waited there was still that vicious cock, furious and fully displaying its grandeur.
"Ah, eh..."
Her eyes locked onto it, and she couldn't look away. She wanted to suck it. She wanted to lick it. She wanted to shove that cock in until it packed her throat shut. The urges burst out of her all at once.
"E-even so... I can't. I absolutely can't. I have no intention of doing it with a shameless man who calls me a female—"
Even so, Yuyeong clenched down and resisted in a trembling voice.
Thump.
But a simple motion shattered her reason completely. Arang dropped his underwear the rest of the way and tapped her lower belly with his cock, erect to its limit. At the same time, he whispered.
"What do you meeean...?!"
A brief confusion, and then her lower belly clenched, and pleasure rose right after it.
"Hiyaah...♡ Hieek...♡"
Spurt!!!
She had only heard the word come, and she came.
"Ah, ah...♡ What, is this...?"
She couldn't understand what had just happened to her body. Climaxing from a single word.
"Your body's already one that can't be satisfied without my cock, and you climax from one command to come. And you still want to resist?"
"......"
She had nothing to say. A single command, and she really had climaxed. Besides, she'd been fucked by that cock for nearly a month. How could any other satisfy her? Even masturbating with a toy would never be enough.
Even so, even so... she had to resist.
She gathered her heart and was about to speak again when—
Thump.
"Ah...♡"
His cock touched her lower belly again, exactly where her womb lay.
Spluuurt!
This time there was no command. She climaxed on her own.
"So. Your answer?"
"......"
She was silent for a moment, her mouth working uselessly, and then she spoke.
"I'll... be your female. I will...♡"
"So please, grant me your cock...♥"
It was a wretched, pitiful declaration of surrender. She had already been brought down once, but the shattered scraps of reason left on the floor, and her last desperate struggle, were trampled flat, and she was reborn as one perfect female.
I... might be completely broken♥
Ahaha.
Only a hollow laugh filled the quiet house.