[Pygmalion's Lover]
[Description]
+ Long ago, there was Pygmalion, a self-insert otaku who loved his golem dearly.
+ Pygmalion persistently prayed to the gods to grant life to his self-insert golem.
+ Moved by this, one god gave the golem life.
+ Displeased, another god altered its appearance.
+ Though it gained life, the changed golem was no longer recognized as Pygmalion's lover.
+ The golem learned shapeshifting to be loved again but, unaware of its original form, was ultimately abandoned…
+ Become the golem's new master!
+ The golem can shapeshift into others' forms!
+ Compliment its new appearances, and the golem will be delighted!
"Huh? That's a sad story."
"…!"
The golem silently wiped away tears.
What a tragic tale…
But, is the rubber trait still intact?
If the rubber trait got replaced with shapeshifting, that'd be a problem.
WHAM!!!
"…!"
I punched the golem's stomach.
Its slender waist stretched elastically, absorbing the impact.
Its durability seems even better now!
Lucky!
"Hey, can you really shapeshift?"
"…!"
"Then turn into Seol Hajeong…!"
Swish-
The rubber golem transformed perfectly into Seol Hajeong.
It was like the real thing was standing before me.
"Whoa! Not bad at all?!"
"…!!"
Thrilled by the praise, the golem clasped its hands and smiled faintly.
Even that smile was pure Seol Hajeong!
This opens up possibilities beyond just using its milk.
I could use the golem itself for all sorts of things!
Since it won't get corrupted no matter how much I mess with it, I could even do some naughty stuff!
Not that I would. Just saying it's possible. Ahem.
I decided to test Pygmalion's Lover.
It could turn into me, a guy, no problem.
But turning into Pomi's dog form or an object? No go.
Seems it has to be a human form.
Seol Harin, Chloe, and Park Woo-yoo arrived late and were stunned by the golem.
"Who's this?! Your twin?!"
"Huh? Not a twin—it's a golem."
"Wow… Two Taeyangs…"
"Hey! Don't touch it!!"
Seol Harin and Chloe marveled at the golem turned into me.
"How much for this golem?"
"Hey! It's not for sale!!"
"Then you'll lend it out, right? I'll use it cleanly!"
"Hey, hey! Use it for what, you pervert sow?! Huh?!!"
These masochist heroines.
Dangerous as always…!
I snatched the golem from them and fled to my room, locking the door with only Park Woo-yoo inside.
I reverted the golem to its usual form.
Now it was just an ordinary-looking girl.
"Hey, Big Boobs. Milk this one."
"Trash Sow Big Boobs! I-I mean, Park Woo-yoo!!"
Park Woo-yoo skillfully milked it.
Come to think of it, didn't she say she sells milk potions using her stigma?
Must be making decent money if she's covering tuition with it.
"Big Boobs."
"Yes!"
"Making bank off milk potions?"
"Correct! I sell female heroes' milk potions for profit!"
"How's the revenue split?"
"When a client requests, I milk them, then post the potion's effects on SNS! We auction it off, and I take 50% of the sales, with 50% going to the client!"
"Hey! Swiping 50% of the profits?! Aiming for the gold medal in shady merchant competitions?!"
"Strictly speaking, my stigma imbues the milk with power, so I think this cut is fair!"
What a distributor!
Her commission's ruthless…!
"Don't worry! I'll give the ranch master one free glass a month!"
"Hey! That's a stingy deal! You're my property!!"
"Ah…! Sorry!"
"From now on, report any clients to me first! I'll buy at a fair price!"
"Yes!!"
Selling milk is Park Woo-yoo's livelihood.
I've got some conscience—I won't mooch her product for free.
With the allowance I get from Dad each month, I'll buy any decent milk potions.
"Milking complete!"
"Wohoo~ Got that rich, creamy colostrum from the silent shapeshifting rubber golem!"
The golem's milk.
I chugged it in one go.
I was worried it might taste like rubber…
"How's the taste?"
"Umai…!! It's delicious?!!"
"Great…! And the effects?!"
I stretched my skin.
As expected, it stretched like I was a rubber man.
"Hey!! This elasticity is killer!! My junk's flexibility is insane now—I could stick it anywhere!!!"
"I-I was prepared!!"
"It's a figure of speech!! I'm not sticking it anywhere, so button up!!!"
"Oink…!"
The potion's effects were top-notch, as expected!
No, even better than expected.
With a body like this, I might almost feel bad for Kuma.
BOOM-! BOOM-!!
At Ark's combat training arena,
Kuma, the chiseled abs beauty, was pummeling a sandbag.
BAAAM─────!
Each punch exploded with a thunderous roar.
"Kuma-sunbae, something up…?"
[TL Note: I think I mistakenly used Senpai instead of sunbae in previous chapter]
"Isn't she just training? Freshmen combat evaluations are coming up."
"She's so sweaty…"
"Look at that white tracksuit… Nice…"
"Ooh…"
The students in the arena couldn't focus, their eyes glued to Kuma.
She was definitely stressed.
'Taeyang Ranch is a vital student organization for Ark. But the president won't accept it…'
Her fists struck the sandbag, but her mind was consumed with Kim Taeyang and Seol Hajeong.
'The president's been acting strange lately. Why? Does she really enjoy tormenting her sister?'
The Seol Hajeong Kuma knew was the most righteous and warm-hearted person.
Someone who saw value in a nobody like her and pulled her from the muck.
But the current Seol Hajeong?
'She's not righteous…! That's not like her…!!'
BAAAM!!!!
The sandbag burst, spilling sand like blood.
"Tch."
Kuma wiped her sweat and rehydrated.
'Still, I'm part of the student council. The president saved me… She might have her reasons.'
She didn't like Seol Hajeong's recent actions,
But quitting the student council wasn't an option.
'I'll do my best with the task at hand. If this goes well, I'll bring it up again.'
Grabbing her towel, Kuma stood.
As she headed out of the arena, she felt eyes on her.
'They're all intimidated? Heh. Little punks…'
"Hey, you lot! Straighten your shoulders and focus on training!!"
"Eek…!"
"Sorry for staring!!"
With a shout, Kuma strutted out, her sweat-soaked hips swaying.
***
WHAM!!
"Match over…! Kuma Rodriguez wins by KO…!!"
Combat evaluation day.
As expected, Kuma was effortlessly flattening freshmen.
She was set to face one class per day—about 30 students.
A daunting number, but Kuma didn't care.
'They're done in 10 seconds anyway!'
No student could last more than 10 seconds against her.
The skill gap between Kuma and the freshmen was massive.
"Come on up quick! I'll finish you in a flash!!"
The students climbed into the ring like cattle to the slaughter,
Lying flat within 10 seconds of the match starting.
"Kuma! Kuma! Kuma!!"
"Freshman discipline time!!"
"Kuma's so pretty!!"
The arena was packed with spectators.
The student council was out in full force,
And somehow, Kuma's fan club had shown up too.
It felt like a real fighting tournament!
"Hey…! Stop calling me pretty! It's embarrassing…!"
"Even Kuma-sunbae's shy side is cute!!"
"Tch… Annoying bunch."
Rubbing under her nose, Kuma didn't entirely mind.
Then, her gaze caught a silver bob haircut.
'The president's watching…!'
Seol Hajeong.
She'd come to see Kuma's matches.
"Next fighter, please enter."
"Finally my turn?! Taeyang! Cheer for this Rebel Guy!! I trained my fists to the bone for today!! As Taeyang Ranch's top thug pig, I'll beat Kuma-sunbae!!"
The first challenger from Taeyang Ranch.
Despite his bold declaration, no one expected much from Rebel Guy.
He was just an average delinquent,
A hero with nothing special about him.
"Hey, don't waste time and get ready."
"You might get humiliated with a KO!"
A KO from a nobody like Rebel Guy?
What a laughable taunt.
"Don't sleep in class, you punk!!"
Kuma charged fiercely,
Landing a one-two punch through his guard.
It was a critical hit, but Rebel Guy endured and countered.
Whoosh-whoosh-
His punches were absurdly slow.
Still, Kuma was impressed.
'He tanked that and countered?'
Rebel Guy's grit was better than expected.
To end it quickly, Kuma pressed harder.
BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM!!
Rebel Guy finally collapsed.
"Damn…! Just one paper-thin difference!!"
"Huh? Stop talking nonsense and get out!!"
"Y-Yes…"
Rebel Guy acted tough, but he was undeniably tenacious.
He lasted a whole minute on his own.
But that was just the start.
'Park Woo-yoo… I thought she was a nobody, but her grappling skills are pretty good?'
Next up was Park Woo-yoo.
She took Kuma's punches and even dragged the fight into grappling territory with sheer grit.
"Park Woo-yoo! TKO loss!!"
It took two minutes to bring her down.
And it wasn't just those two.
Some students were surprisingly resilient against Kuma's attacks.
Their common thread?
'They're all from Taeyang Ranch…!!!'
Was it the result of their relentless training?
The sows and boars from the ranch showed far superior tenacity compared to other students.
'Taeyang Ranch, as expected…!'
Kuma couldn't help but be impressed.
After facing dozens of students, Kuma was finally gearing up for the main event.
"Kim Taeyang, please enter!"
Buzz buzz-
The God of Thugs.
The Master of the Human Ranch.
The man called Ark's nuclear bomb.
Kim Taeyang's turn had come.
As usual, he was dressed like he was at the beach—hands in pockets, flip-flops dragging as he climbed into the ring.
"…Kim Taeyang. You sure about that outfit? It'll put you at a disadvantage in grappling."
"Huh? Worried about me now? Worry about yourself!!"
"Ugh… Can't friends give a little advice?"
Kim Taeyang's harsh response stung Kuma a bit.
"You crazy?! Huh?! We're not friends right now—we're enemies!! Come at me like you're gonna kill me!!!"
"!"
'This guy's mindset is pro!'
Kuma was moved by Kim Taeyang's resolve.
"If that's your wish, I'll kill you…!"
She clashed her gloves, steeling herself.
"Kuma! Kuma! Kuma!!"
The student council chanted her name.
"Kuma! You got this!!"
Seol Hajeong was no different.
'President…! I'll fight my hardest! Please see my sincerity when this match is over!!'
Both fighters were ready.
Kim Taeyang put on thin gloves but shoved his hands back in his pockets,
Taunting Kuma with his tongue.
Lick lick!
'Provoking from the get-go?'
Classic Kim Taeyang strategy.
"Hey, punk! Take your hands out of your pockets!!"
"Huh? I'm being considerate, and you're whining?!"
"Considerate…?"
"If I use my fists, your face'll be a wreck! All that dieting to become a pretty sow would be for nothing, huh? Kek kek kek!"
"Tch."
It was annoying as hell.
But Kuma was a veteran.
She wasn't green enough to fall for such taunts.
'I'll make you raise your guard in a panic!'
Whoosh-
Kuma closed the distance fast and threw a punch,
Expecting a flustered Kim Taeyang to throw up his guard—
'No guard…?'
BOOM─────!!!!
Kim Taeyang took the punch straight to his face.
"Direct hit!"
"It landed clean!!"
"First-round KO incoming?!!"
The crowd leapt to their feet, thrilled by the crisp punch.
"He… He's still standing…!"
Kim Taeyang staggered but didn't fall,
Hands still in his pockets.
"Kim Taeyang! Stop screwing around and fight properly!! It's no fun if it ends too quick!!"
She threw another punch,
Sure he'd raise his guard this time—
'Still no guard…?!'
BOOM─────────!!!!!!
The punch landed unopposed on his face.
'That felt good…!'
The sensation was unreal.
She'd never landed such a perfect hit on someone's face.
Kim Taeyang should've been down.
But.
He was still standing, grinning.
Lick lick lick!!!
Taunting with that vulgar tongue.
"You bastard…!"
Furious, Kuma unleashed a flurry of punches.
Kim Taeyang, hands still in his pockets, took every single one.
POW-POW-POW-POW-POW-POW!!
"Too one-sided?!"
"He's gonna die getting beat like that!!"
"Why the hell isn't Kim Taeyang taking his hands out of his pockets?!!"
No one knew why.
Except Kim Taeyang, Seol Harin, and Park Woo-yoo.
Even Kuma, the one throwing punches, was starting to panic.
'This guy…! His ego's taken over his entire body…! What if I keep hitting and actually kill him…?!'
But she couldn't stop punching.
The student council—and Seol Hajeong—were watching.
"RAAAAAHHH!!!!"
Roaring, Kuma unleashed a barrage.
Kim Taeyang just stood there, a human punching bag.
Three minutes passed.
"Round 1 over!"
Professor Yurik, the referee, held Kuma back.
"Huff… Hah…"
Breathing heavily from relentless punching, Kuma was winded.
But Kim Taeyang?
"Hey, hey! What a pathetic punch?! That weak fist can only caress my body, huh?! Kek kek kek."
"?"
He was completely fine.
Kuma had landed over 500 clean hits in the first round.
Kim Taeyang took them all without even a nosebleed.
'What the hell is that insane body…?!'
Some heroes were like that.
Those with near-invincible bodies.
Top-tier tanks who never fell, no matter how much they were hit or stabbed.
'You're one of those…?!'
"Want some milk?"
"Freshly squeezed?"
"From 30 minutes ago."
"Alright, pop the lid!!"
Seol Harin served Kim Taeyang milk with a relaxed expression.
Her calm demeanor only made Kuma more uneasy.
"Round 2, start!"
The match resumed.
'Striking's no good. I'll go for grappling…!'
Switching tactics, Kuma tackled him.
With Kim Taeyang's hands still in his pockets, taking him down was easy.
"Kim Taeyang! I acknowledge your incredible talent!! But fighting only with your body!! Don't get cocky just because you were born tough!!!"
She swiftly locked in an armbar,
Twisting his arm at a breaking angle.
'It's over!'
It was a perfect position, an angle he couldn't escape.
His arm should've snapped.
But Kim Taeyang's arm slipped out like an eel.
'Insane flexibility…!'
As Kuma briefly lost focus,
Kim Taeyang wrapped his legs around her neck.
"Hey, Kuma. Finisher."
'Triangle choke…?'
A technique to choke out an opponent with your legs.
Kim Taeyang's form was utterly sloppy,
A crude imitation of a triangle choke.
Yet a chilling stench hit Kuma's nose.
It was because of Kim Taeyang's crotch right in her face.
"Urgh!! Let go…!!!"
"?!"
Clamp!
His legs tightened, pressing her face into his groin.
Shockingly, the technique was pathetic!
She could've broken free instantly!
The problem? This wasn't orthodox grappling…!
'This is dick-fighting…!!!'
"Guhhh…!"
"Hey, hey!! Why're you squealing like a pig?! You're not getting off on my junk, are you?! Huh?!!!"
The same vigorous eel-like junk that had pounded her before.
Now it was rubbing all over her face.
'The smell…! It's making me stupid…!!'
Slump-
Her strength drained away.
It felt like she was drugged.
"What kinda fighter gets distracted by a superior male's scent during a match?! Total disqualification as a fighter!!! Clamp that pussy and focus!!!! Huh?!!!!"
"Gweeeek…!"
The Penis Choke.
Kuma's fighting career was crumbling under this unexpected dick-fighting onslaught.