Chapter 159: Ingredients for Cosmetics: Protein. The Dedication Required to Extract It.
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 159: Ingredients for Cosmetics: Protein. The Dedication Required to Extract It.
The photoshoot was over.
The promotional posters and photo cards created from this shoot would soon be distributed.
The posters were for the general public.
The photo cards were for the private clients.
From now on, the influx of customers would begin in earnest.
"Whew, I’m drained."
It had been an exhausting day in many ways.
I had been practically hounded by three women.
After the shoot, Hyun-kyung apologized, saying she’d buy me whatever I wanted later and asking me not to be angry.
"I’m really sorry. I didn’t know it would... explode like that."
She seemed quite startled herself.
"Just buy me dinner later."
In times like this, it was best to just play it cool and move on.
And so, the shoot concluded.
It would have been nice if this were the last item on today’s schedule.
"Sigh."
Unfortunately, it wasn’t.
"Da-young Nuna, you cleared the schedule like I asked, right?"
"Yes. There are no scheduled appointments from now until 7:00 PM. You’re free to go home after that."
Heo Da-young, checking the itinerary from the passenger seat, confirmed the final task.
"But are you really going to drive yourself? You should leave the driving to me now..."
"It’s fine. I prefer this. If anything, I’d hire a separate chauffeur. I can’t dump this on someone who’s already so busy."
At those words, Heo Da-young let out a heavy sigh.
"If that is what you wish, CEO, then I understand."
"And you can speak comfortably now. We’re not in a public setting."
"My work is not yet finished. I must maintain my position as your secretary until the end of the workday."
She was always like this.
A woman who kept a strict line between professional and private life.
Even now, sitting in the passenger seat, she was busy scheduling meetings with various vendors.
You might wonder what kind of vendors a gym would deal with.
"By the way, I keep getting inquiries about the cosmetics line launching soon. When will development be completed?"
"It’ll be finished today. That’s why I asked you to clear the schedule."
"Hmm... I see."
"Oh, and I’ll need your help with something related to that, so come along with me."
"Yes, sir."
The calls were with the company that would manufacture the cosmetics I was developing.
To sell cosmetics, mass production was essential, wasn't it?
To be precise, I needed a production line to actually make money from those products.
"You made sure to convey that we’ll produce the premium line ourselves, and they’ll handle the contract manufacturing and sales for the slightly less potent versions, right?"
"Yes. I’ve also informed them that we will start with skincare products, followed by nutritional supplements for fatigue recovery, and eventually products for weight loss and anti-aging."
"What did they say after trying the samples?"
"They said the reaction from the testers was unprecedented. They’re practically begging for the product as soon as possible—likely because the effects are so undeniable."
I had previously sent various cosmetics and supplements created in the Medic Care Place to several companies that could handle the production lines.
Why?
Because currently, we only owned the gym.
We lacked the actual facilities, marketing infrastructure, and distribution channels.
Building all of that from scratch would require an immense amount of capital.
Furthermore, considering price competition and various market factors, it was far more profitable to partner with a corporation that already had established routes.
Of course, most manufacturers were so impressed by the unbelievable performance that they offered us premiums to work with them.
Among them, I chose to deal with a cosmetics company run by the daughter of a woman I had massaged at Olivia’s party.
Not only did they offer the best terms, but I also figured someone introduced by Olivia wouldn't try to stab us in the back.
That company was E-Line Corporation, the one Heo Da-young was currently communicating with.
They were ranked 6th in the domestic cosmetics industry.
I planned to make them number one.
And then?
I’d swallow the company whole.
It wouldn't be easy, but it was better than carving out a brand-new path.
Of course, they had no idea.
They didn't know that the supplements and cosmetics I sent were all made using my semen.
‘They won’t find anything, no matter how much they analyze the ingredients.’
Just in case, I had analyzed the components of the cosmetics mixed with my semen.
The results came back as standard cosmetic ingredients.
That was why I felt safe partnering with an outside firm.
No matter how hard they tried to uncover my secret, they never would.
"Then shall I tell them we’ll be sending the additional samples and the formulas by today?"
"Yes. Also, tell them the formulas for the Standard products will be sent along with them."
"Understood."
As we talked, we arrived at the gym before I knew it.
We headed up to the office.
"You’re back sooner than I thought?"
Had she been working herself to the bone training the members?
Miju greeted me, drenched in sweat.
"Are there a lot of members?"
"Yes, so many today. It’s getting to the point where I don’t think I can handle it alone anymore."
"I’ll have to recruit more staff soon."
I needed to select someone among the members who would make a good trainer.
I also needed to hire some female part-timers to assist the trainers.
"Oh, Miju. Why don't you come inside for a moment too?"
"Huh? Is something wrong?"
"I need some help producing the cosmetics."
"Okay!"
I entered the Medic Care Place with the two of them.
And there, I stepped into the room I had prepared.
[Powder Room]
A special room where cosmetics and supplements using semen could be manufactured.
Unlike the other rooms, this one looked like a laboratory, filled with numerous experimental tools, scales, and various raw materials.
It was the only room where no one was allowed to enter without me.
"Ahem. I need a little help from you two to prepare the ingredients for the cosmetics today."
"What do you need?"
"Just tell me! I can do anything."
I closed the door to the Powder Room.
- Hypnosis of the Powder Room is applied.
- Extracting semen is not a shameful act.
- Semen discharged into the mouth is to be spat immediately into the test tube.
The hypnosis took effect instantly.
"Could you help me extract some semen? It’s a bit difficult to do it alone."
I spoke to the two women, who were staring blankly at me.
What I needed was the most important ingredient for the cosmetics: semen.
To be precise, I needed 'mouth onaholes' to draw out my cum.
I could have used an actual onahole, but...
Why bother when I had people right here to do it for me?
Even the Standard model cosmetics would have a trace amount of semen added.
It would only be about 0.0001%, but so what?
If potato chips with 0.0001% truffle oil can be called 'Truffle Chips,' why shouldn't I do the same?
And in reality, even that tiny amount would produce sufficient effects.
Both for fatigue recovery and skincare!
As for the Premium line?
It would contain 1ml per liter.
A concentration of 0.1%.
But even that was enough to make everyone’s skin incredibly soft.
I had already conducted clinical trials and finished testing with a small group of participants.
Who was that small group?
The two standing right in front of me.
Heo Da-young and Kang Mi-ju, who were looking at me with clear, bright eyes, were my clinical test subjects.
Their skin was exceptionally radiant.
In Da-young’s case, the dark circles under her eyes from fatigue had completely vanished.
She even had the firm, elastic skin of someone in their early twenties thanks to the anti-aging effects.
Staring blankly at me, Da-young and Miju nodded and opened their mouths.
"Of course."
"I can do it!"
Miju pulled down my pants, while Heo Da-young took off her top.
"This will be more effective for getting your cock hard."
Moving for the sake of efficiency—it was very much like her.
Miju’s eyes sparkled as she looked at my flaccid, dangling cock.
"Oppa, your cock is cute even when it’s soft. Oh, is it a 'wee-wee' right now? Hehe."
Tap, tap.
She toyed with my soft, squishy member with her hands.
As she gently gripped and massaged the soft flesh, blood began to rush to the area.
One woman was showing off her bare breasts as she removed her shirt.
The other, Miju, in her sweat-soaked training gear, was fondling my cock.
The once-dangling member gradually lifted its head, rising high toward the ceiling.
"It’s ready. I will begin the milking now."
Heo Da-young opened her mouth and took my cock inside.
"Then I’ll go here..."
While Da-young was busy with my cock, Miju began to pleasure me by sliding her tongue into my backside.
"Oppa, does this feel good? It’s twitching right here."
"Wow, this is insane..."
I knew Da-young’s fellatio skills were impressive.
Her technique of swallowing everything from the tip to the root in one go was a fantastic skill that could lead to ejaculation in just a few strokes.
Even now.
Slurp! Sluuuurp!
"Hngh...!!"
She puckered her lips as much as possible, sucking on my cock as if she were trying to drain the life out of it.
But Miju’s rimming skills were just as incredible.
Every time her tongue swept through the valley of my buttocks, my waist surged with strength involuntarily.
"You like it here, don't you, Oppa?"
Miju, who had her face buried in my ass, looked up at me with a smirk.
"I’m—I’m cumming!"
Under the combined assault of the two women, I soon blasted my semen into Heo Da-young’s mouth.
Da-young’s eyes narrowed as my cock throbbed, but she didn't swallow the semen flooding her mouth; she held it there.
"Haah, haah..."
Pop.
My limp cock slipped out of Da-young’s mouth, which was now full of semen.
"Mmm."
Holding the semen in her mouth, Da-young spat it into a laboratory beaker.
"Blegh."
The thick, white semen began to pool at the bottom of the beaker.
"Phew... to ejaculate this much in one go, you certainly are vigorous."
Perhaps it had been difficult for Da-young to keep my cock in her mouth.
She looked at me, her breathing slightly ragged.
"Now it’s my turn, right? We still have a lot more to fill."
Miju pointed at the beaker.
It wasn't even a tenth of the way full.
Right.
I had to fill that whole thing.
"So, hurry up and get it hard again."
At Miju’s gesture, my recently spent cock was resurrected in just three seconds.
Then, Miju wrapped her tongue around it.
"I’ll suck out every last drop of semen inside you."
She smirked as she fondled my balls.
*
"Haah, haah..."
Drenched in sweat, I lifted Miju’s body, which had collapsed on top of me after she passed out.
As my cock slid out of her pussy, pearly white semen came trickling out.
I held her body up and let the semen dripping from her pussy fall directly into the laboratory beaker.
The semen that had just escaped my cock flowed out of Miju’s pussy like water, thinner than the first batch.
Barely, just barely, the semen reached the top of the beaker.
After covering the unconscious Miju and Da-young with their clothes like blankets—since they had passed out from the overwhelming orgasms—I picked up the beaker full of semen.
My legs and waist were trembling, but I could still stand.
I had extracted enough semen.
"Now, shall I begin crafting the recipe?"