Chapter 6
Chapter 6
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: New Features
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Having finished the experiments ahead of schedule, I got permission from the TA and headed home first.
When I asked if it was okay to leave early, he gave me this look like I was some kind of lunatic.
But after checking the flawless circuit and data, he let me go without a word.
I rushed back to my place, changed clothes, showered, and crashed into bed.
Exhausted from prepping for class the night before, sleep hit me like a truck.
'Ugh... Was I asleep...? But where the hell is this?'
A familiar sight.
Clean white walls with square tiles stretching endlessly.
It felt like a place I knew, but something was off, like a piece was missing.
'Looks like a bathroom... but no urinals? Wait, why am I floating in midair? Astral projection? I didn't just die, did I?'
Taking stock of my surroundings, it hit me—this had to be the women's restroom, with just a toilet in one stall.
And there was a woman in it: striking black hair, a stunning beauty perched on the toilet seat.
Her clothes and face rang a bell, like I'd seen her just recently.
'No way... That's Shin Ayoung, isn't it? Don't tell me... from the bathroom earlier!?'
"Ahhhng... Ahng! Uhhhnng... Right there, it feels so good! Eek... Not my clit♡ I'm gonna cum... Gonna cum, gonna cuuummiiing♡"
No sooner had the thought crossed my mind than Shin Ayoung arched her back with a massive moan, squirting fluids everywhere.
Her lower half was completely bare, exposing her pale thighs and the slightly swollen, flushed pussy in vivid detail.
Her massive breasts heaved up and down with every ragged breath.
It was the near-nude Shin Ayoung straight out of my wildest wet dreams.
'Holy shit, what the fuck is this...? A dream? Gotta be a dream. Or since I'm aware of it, a lucid dream?'
"Ahhaaa♡ So hot... Feels too good...♡ Hnnng..."
'Who gives a damn. This is insanely hot. Shin Ayoung mid-masturbation—rarer than a blue moon fap material.'
The moment I dropped my pants and gripped my already rock-hard cock, staring at the jackpot scene of a lifetime...
Familiar ceiling.
Blink... blink...
"Ah, fuck, just a dream... Way too realistic. Come on, couldn't it have lasted just one nut?'
Shelving the question of whether I could jerk off in a dream, I tried my best to replay the scene I'd just witnessed.
"Gonna visualize it from memory and bust one. She was leaning back against the toilet tank, legs stretched straight out..."
Viiiing!
My phone buzzed out of nowhere as I struck the pose and dredged up the details.
"Ugh, never a peep usually, and now it rings? Worst timing ever..."
The mood shattered just as it peaked. With a sigh, I checked the message.
The first line alone made me want to hurl my phone.
'Spam? From the vibrator site?'
I was pissed that this ruined the vibe.
Thumb hovering over delete, one detail stopped me cold.
A week since purchase?
I bought the vibrator three days ago. A week means...
'That mystery seller? 'Sincere response for a gift'... No choice but to play along.'
Guy selling this stuff has to be an alien or a time traveler.
Tensing up, I scrolled through the questions slowly. But they turned out to be total bullshit.
1. Are you satisfied with the product?
'Hell yeah, 5 - Very Satisfied.'
2. Usage count over the past week?
- 1. None 2. 5 or fewer 3. 6-10 4. 11-15 5. 16 or more.
'Couldn't use it much thanks to observation... 4.'
A few more inane questions followed. Scrolling down, the final one appeared.
★. Did you notice any special features unique to this product?
The one meaningful open-ended question.
'Knew it... That's what they're after.'
I figured it out on day three thanks to online class, or I'd still think it was just a fancy onahole.
-Yes. I have a rough idea. It's connected to a real woman's pussy, right?
I was polite on this one.
Viiiing!
Reply came instantly.
"Already shipped? Fast as hell... Wonder what a seller like this sends as a gift."
No way it's ordinary.
I pulled up my pants, sat at my desk.
Lab fun earlier, plus this mystery text.
Too much weird shit today—no mood for more.
I started on assignments, wishing tomorrow would hurry up.
*
Next day.
The package arrived.
Smaller than expected—a twinge of disappointment—but I hauled it to my room and tore it open.
'A pamphlet? Manual?'
A small folded A4 sheet, like a travel brochure.
Mind-bending stuff, but I kept reading.
Last page: farewell note and a sketchy link. Felt like a hack risk, but curiosity won.
'Gonna check it... An app? Feels like some familiar trope.'
Clicked, and an app auto-downloaded.
Installed, opened...
I was floored.
'What the fuck? Like some hentai app from Hitomi. Hypnosis feature next?'
True or not, the tech to make an onahole like this? Suddenly believable.
I pored over Shin Ayoung's info from top to bottom.
Her tits and ass looked massive even casually—data confirmed they exceeded expectations.
Carrying that around under 50kg? Mind-blowing.
'This is basically her begging to get railed.'
Absurd specs—I read it over and over.
Memorized, checked for more features: just the info.
A bit disappointing, but hey, something's better than nothing.
'100 points unlocks voyeur mode. One creampie and a few orgasms should do it.'
Just 14 points short. Tempted to fill it now, but I'd worn Shin Ayoung out today—better hold off.
Needs rest for reactions, mental recovery too.
I set the onahole aside, deciding to knock out all assignments early.
Starting tomorrow, full throttle.