Symbiosis (3)
I tried to test the waters. “How is it, Lady Kaira?”
But no answer came from her. Only animalistic moans spilled out.
“Huu… huuhe…? Ahaa♡ He, ehe…… eugh, huk, he… heeek…….”
Perhaps my will hadn’t reached her. I dug even deeper into the folds of Kaira’s brain and poured another powerful signal straight into her pleasure center—the very signal produced in a human brain after ingesting the lovely drug invented by Duke Mittenburg.
“Kahak!?!? Ngh, uuheek?! Hahet♡ Ah, ahng……. Nnghut?!! Hooohooooooook?!!?”
Kaira’s back arched violently. Her legs shot out stiffly as a fountain of clear fluid gushed from between them. Her toes, spread wide like a frog’s, twitched and spasmed as if struck by high-voltage current.
Well, I suppose that meant she was happily existing as a female. I didn’t share her senses completely, but whenever Kaira reached climax, I felt good too.
After enduring what must have been several—or perhaps dozens—of cruel, overlapping orgasms, Kaira’s body finally went limp.
Her face, which by human aesthetic standards had once been quite beautiful (something she herself had taken quiet pride in), was now utterly ruined. Tears and nosebleeds streamed from her eyes and nose, while drool poured from her slack, gaping mouth. Any trace of intellect had vanished. She looked nothing more than a female beast chasing after pleasure.
“Are you all right, Lady Kaira? Can you understand what I’m saying?”
I tested her again. Her slack mouth moved slowly, struggling to form something barely intelligible.
“Y-yes… hee…… I, I-I’m…… a whore, a s-slut, K-Kaira is…… feeling, feeeling… good… p-please… keep… making me… feel… good… Master, M-Master… I… obey… completely…♡”
She managed to answer, at least. That meant enough intellect remained for her to express intent.
Hmm. So it really doesn’t compare to the real drug.
Unlike Duke Mittenburg’s drug—which shattered a person’s reason beyond recovery the instant it was absorbed—this was merely an imitation of the signals her brain remembered from the drug. That was probably why Kaira’s sense of self still stubbornly clung to existence. Enough for communication, at least.
If things continued like this, her reason would probably recover little by little once I stopped the pleasure signals. Or she could simply use that incredible power over time to forcibly rewind herself.
It didn’t matter. This was actually better. There was no need to erase Kaira from the world. In a sense, she was the original who had lent me her intellect—she was like a mother to me.
Above all, the great Creator, Lord Naixon, had instructed me not to annihilate or destroy “Karin.” This much was sufficient. Having broken her will this far, Kaira would surely obey both me and Master without complaint and cooperate with the experiments.
“Very good. Then I’ll return control of the body to you. As a reward for your cooperation, Lady Kaira, I’ll let you continue feeling these sensations. On and on and on.”
“Hue…?! Nnghut?!!!! Ah♡ Haaauu…?? Huut?!!!!!!”
Just as Kaira’s moan revealed she hadn’t fully grasped the situation, I seized control of her voice. With only sight and hearing permitted, she would sink endlessly into the abyss of boundless pleasure.
“Huu……”
I placed my hand on the laboratory floor, now soaked from the dozens—perhaps hundreds—of orgasms Kaira had experienced, and pictured it in my mind. The reversal of causality. The coiling clockwork and the overturned hourglass.
Time Rewinding.
Nothing rewound. It seemed the ability was not permitted to me, who had only borrowed Kaira’s intellect and memories.
After confirming I could not use the power to turn back time, I cleaned the laboratory floor with several dirty towels stained with various substances.
I felt bad leaving everything for Master to clean alone, so while I could borrow Kaira’s body for the next few days, I would have to help with the housework myself.
After wiping away the pale yellow secretions mixed with love juices and urine, I put back on the sandals and robe Kaira had discarded in preparation for a thorough session of masturbation. Then I moved to sit at the research table.
I needed to read the research notes from the Creator that Kaira had left untouched. To understand myself better.
Kaira’s curiosity had gotten the better of her; she had released me before even reading the notes. It was unfortunate for her, but fortunate for me—and for the Creator as well.
Thanks to Kaira’s carelessness, I had been able to fuse with her immediately, savor her peculiar knowledge to my heart’s content, and practice controlling this body.
I carefully turned the pages of the notebook, reading one by one.
It contained a detailed record of how the Creator had secured the various specimens that became my base, the process of creating me, precautions for handling me, and the kinds of experiments he expected to conduct using me.
The Creator had recorded everything quite meticulously, but where he did not know something, he had honestly written “unknown,” along with various hypotheses.
I was still immersed in discovering myself when a heavy knock sounded against the iron door outside. It must be the Creator.
“Yes, please come in.”
I spoke clearly enough to be heard through the iron door and rose from the table. With a grunt, the Creator pushed open the thick door and entered.
Seeing his welcome face, I gathered the hem of the robe and camisole with both hands, bowed at the waist, and showed my respect.
“Master, Master!! Thank you for coming! It’s late—do you have business? Or perhaps you’d like to use this body?”
“I came because I was worried… but from the way you speak, it’s Rin, isn’t it?”
“Y-yes…… eh……? Rin… who is that, Master?”
The Creator awkwardly scratched the back of his thinning head.
“Ah. Did I not tell you? After dinner, I took a short walk alone and thought about what to call you. Since you gained intellect from Karin’s memories, I arbitrarily took part of Karin’s name and named you ‘Rin.’ Do you dislike it?”
I jumped like an excited puppy, my face blooming with joy.
“I have a name now!? If it’s one Master gave me, I’ll cherish anything! Thank you, Master! Master!”
The memories I held after my creation were faint, like instinct. Since my intellect, memories, and the foundation of my personality all came from Kaira, it was only natural that my name would derive from hers.
The only slight flaw was that it came not from Kaira’s true name, but from the alias “Karin.” …And Master’s naming sense was a little strange.
But those tiny imperfections were not imperfections at all. Because the Creator himself had bestowed the name upon me.
The Creator smiled with satisfaction.
“Good. Now then, how is Karin? Are the two of you able to communicate?”
“Yes, we are!! Karin is currently asleep, Master!”
Should I call it asleep? Kaira’s consciousness was technically awake. She could see the Creator before her and hear every word of our conversation. It was just that…
‘Huhet…? Ahng, haat……. Aha♡ Uu, huehe……. Heut, ahaha…….’
When I opened the communication channel in my mind, all that echoed back were moans steeped in narcotic pleasure—sounds no longer human. There was little point in trying to communicate. In this state, she might as well be asleep, so it wasn’t exactly a lie.
“I see…… Well, for me too, communicating directly with you rather than Karin will allow the experiments to proceed faster. Were you reading my notes?”
“Yes, Master! For your sake!”
The Creator looked slightly bashful. Even though he was an older man… how adorable. As expected of the Master I respected—he was wonderful.
“It’s a little embarrassing to have you learn the secrets of your own birth.”
“It’s all right, Master! Rin is overjoyed to understand every detail of the process by which Master created her!”
“I see. I’m glad you feel that way. And since Karin is sleeping soundly, one worry is lifted…… I’m pleased that the first stage of bonding with the host has gone well. I plan to begin the experiments tomorrow morning. Will that be all right?”
I jumped with delight.
“Thank you, Master! Please use me in your experiments as soon as possible. I would even offer my life!!”
“There’s no need to offer your life…… You are my precious creation, after all. Anyway, it’s late tonight, so rest. Since you are parasitizing her, staying awake too long may strain Karin’s body.”
“Understood, understood, Master! I will rest without masturbating!!”
That night, I experienced human sleep for the first time. Perhaps because the body I had taken over was utterly exhausted, I sadly never got the chance to dream.
“Food is truly delicious again today! I love you, I love you, Master!”
Still perched atop Kaira’s head like a hat, I spoke cheerfully while eating the bread and soup Master had prepared for breakfast. I shifted my main body’s color through a rainbow of hues as I did so.
While I had been asleep, Kaira seemed to have partially regained control of the body; the area between her legs was slightly damp with love juices. Yet she remained submerged in overwhelming ecstasy, unable to regain her reason.
“I’m glad you like it so much, Rin. It’s actually coming from Karin’s body, but the fragrant smell of fresh bread that keeps wafting up makes even a lonely table feel bountiful. It makes me happy too.”
The Creator smiled brightly, then grew a little more serious.
“Then let us begin the experiments. The tests will involve transplanting nuclei or essences from the various creatures we created together into you, or having you transform or control Karin’s body using only your own power. You will then transmit those changes to Karin’s body, observe what effects occur, and report back to me.”
“Understood! I won’t disappoint you, Master.”
“I know we can’t accomplish much in only five days. If the experiments go well, I’ll contact the brothel and ask to borrow Karin for a few more days, but even then we won’t have unlimited time. After we return her, you’ll have to go back into the test tube for now. But I’ll find you another host as quickly as possible, so don’t worry.”
Was this the inescapable fate of a test subject? It seemed there was no way to avoid being locked away again. Nor was there any reason to avoid it. If Master wished it, then so be it. Still… just in case, perhaps I should prepare for the unlikely.
“I will obey your commands, Master.”
“Good. Then I’d like to propose one experiment we can do right here. What do you think, Rin?”
I wagged with joy like a puppy.
“I’d love to, Master!!”
“Very well. Then……”
The Creator turned his face slightly aside, as if embarrassed, and gave the order.
“Can you make Karin’s body secrete milk?”
“Eh……?”
The portion of Kaira’s memories that formed part of my intellect shuddered at the Creator’s command. The time when milk had flowed from this body belonged to the worst period of Kaira’s nightmares.
Memories of losing her father, of losing her child and younger sibling, of the duke’s servant who had calmly described the taste—they all flashed through my mind.
“Ehehet, it’s embarrassing, but I will definitely… accomplish it! Master.”
“It’s not for any strange reason. We know from experience that nursing women rarely become pregnant. This is an experiment to see whether forcibly inducing lactation by manipulating the brain could also serve as contraception. We can’t do much in five days, but if you can exert enough control over the brain to force milk production, it will make planning the next phase of experiments much easier.”
Through Kaira’s memories, I already knew it was possible.
By digging into the brain and regulating what people on Earth had called “hormones,” it could be done easily. The species called humans in this world shared most physiological traits with Earth humans, after all.
The only issue was trial and error.
From that day on, I used Kaira’s body as my experimental subject. After all, I had to deliver meaningful results to Master within five days.