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Chapter 15 - The Destroyed Man (2)

How long had I been asleep? My whole body felt light, and my mind seemed crystal clear. Though my consciousness had returned, I still didn't want to open my eyes.

X's interior was pleasantly cool, its inner lining softly embracing my entire body.

 

I wanted to laze around a bit longer.

Perhaps I'd slept too long - I'd had many dreams. Though I wanted to remember all their peculiar contents, only a few fragments surfaced.

 

A dream of returning to my past life in X and wreaking havoc, a dream of holding my murdered daughter while wailing, a dream of becoming president of a superpower and deciding to start a world war.

All utter nonsense - truly dreamlike content.

 

"Up we go!"

 

Feeling like I might never rise if I stayed like this, I sat up in one swift motion. I'd slept more soundly than I had in ages.

 

But why am I so hungry?

 

"How long was I out?"

[You maintained sleep state for 24 hours.]

 

"I slept that long?"

 

Though startled by the 24-hour answer, it made sense upon reflection. Yesterday held too many events. I'd become the form of a female idol I'd lusted after in my past life and faced death twice. The most spectacular day of this lifetime.

 

First things first - a shower.

 

Pshhhh-.

 

It felt like ages since I'd last exited X. I headed to the shower. My reflection in the shower mirror showed the female idol I'd daily used as fap material in my past life. Still unbelievable.

 

That I've become Noah's form... Wait?

 

My mirror reflection showed breasts that seemed larger than yesterday. With trepidation, I carefully examined them.

 

Hmm..., maybe not?

 

No. They've definitely grown.

 

Let's test them.

 

Squish, squish, squish, squish, squish, squish...

 

Confirmed growth. The feel in my hands is different.

 

Did that bastard X enlarge my breasts while I slept? They perfectly filled my hands just yesterday, but now only an adult man could grasp one fully.

 

Sssshhhh-.

 

Warm water washed away filth from every crevice.

 

Shower first.

 

Sssh-.

 

I scrubbed off dried breast milk crusted on my chest. After continuous squeezing, sucking, and licking, my upper body had become coated in dried milk.

As I washed, water streams kept hitting my nipples. Each contact brought a kinky sensation. My nipples gradually stiffened. Unconsciously, I pressed them against the water stream. Like tiny insects tickling my nipples without pain. A growing sense of frustration built.

 

"Haa..."

 

This physique is too sensitive. My flushed face, breasts, vagina, and ass emit powerful female pheromones. Any man seeing this would instinctively rush to impregnate me.

 

Unbearable...

 

My mirror reflection wore a troubled expression while kneading augmented breasts. Breast milk gathered at nipples forming droplets. My chest flushed crimson as if anticipating more torment.

 

Ugh... ugh... No, my breasts have suffered enough from X's milking.

 

To relieve sexual urges differently, I lay on the shower floor. I positioned my clitoris under the falling water.

 

Dripdripdripdripdrip-.

 

"Ngh! Ngh..., ngh, ngh, ngh."

 

Water hitting my clitoris felt like tender caresses mixed with torment.

 

"Hnnngh..., uuugh... Hnnnngh... Haaa..."

 

Water kept falling on my clitoris, stimulation accumulating.

Before I knew it, my mirror reflection was arching hips while rubbing her clitoris.

 

Want more, stronger stimulation.

 

I recalled the G-spot Duran had awakened. My vagina overflowed with love juice. Two fingers slipped in easily.

 

Hnnng..., he did it like this.

 

Curving fingers like Duran had, I searched for and rubbed the G-spot.

 

Squelch, squelch, squelch.

 

Where is it?

Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch.

 

Not here.

 

Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch.

 

Not here either. Where the hell is it?

 

Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!

 

Hnnngh..., here, somewhere near...

 

Squi-rch. Squi-rch.

 

Found it.

 

Squi-rch! Squi-rch! Squi-rch! Squi-rch!

 

"Hhaaang! Hhang! Hhang, hhang!"

 

Unresistible lightning-like pleasures struck my mind consecutively.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh."

 

Each G-spot press brought new shallow climaxes. Amid endless climax waves, I sensed a massive climax approaching.

 

"I-I might die feeling this..."

 

Though my mind said stop, my hands relentlessly drove me toward climax. Breast milk and love juice flowed incessantly.

 

"Ah, no. Must stop now."

 

Squi-rch! Squi-rch! Squi-rch! Squi-rch!

 

"Uuugh... Can't stop... Uuugh... Whatever, just die..."

 

Squi-rch.

 

It's over. I ended my remaining life with my own hands. In one second, I'll be swept away by a massive wave and die.

 

"C-coming, uuugh, coming, coming, comi... Ugh, uuuuuuugh!!!!"

 

Sploosh!!!!

 

My body convulsed uncontrollably, leaping airborne. Love juice splattered everywhere. Destructive pleasure whited out my vision as it overwhelmed my mind. An orgasm exploded like a flashbang, dominating my brain.

 

"Hng, hng, hng, hng, hnnnnnnngh! Hng! Hng! Hhaaaaang!"

 

My entire body became one giant genital during orgasm. Sweet screams kept escaping my mouth. I nearly fainted, but the unending orgasm prevented it. I might exhaust myself to death.

Only after screaming like an animal while climaxing for ages could I regain reason.

 

"Uuugh, uugh, enough now..."

My mirror reflection - legs spread and trembling - resembled a lab frog.

"Damn it."

 

I rewashed my dirtied body and exited the shower.

 

Growl.

 

Starving. Result of 24 hours without food plus vigorous masturbation.

 

On the table sat ham and pickled vegetable crates taken from Woven's Guardian.

 

Save those for later. I'll eat at Duran's place - no, Woven's Guardian.

 

I wore the smallest clothes from the wardrobe. Rolling up my top to expose breasts before boarding X. Otherwise, that bastard would melt my clothes. No choice.

X immediately urged quest completion upon boarding.

 

[You have an ongoing quest. Check it?]

 

"I know. That's why I'm here. But did you enlarge my breasts?"

 

Even as I spoke casually, X squeezed breast milk via milking machine. Afterglow from earlier masturbation made nipples tingle.

 

[Due to milk stimulant effects, breasts temporarily enlarged. They'll return to original size over time.]

 

"Right, that's what I thought."

 

Part of me felt disappointed knowing they'd shrink without milk stimulant. Still, better than getting pregnant to produce milk. Had to reluctantly accept it.

 

I left the shelter for Woven's Guardian. Mid-flight, I remembered something forgotten.

 

"The Community Function was unlocked, right?"

 

I opened the community icon on X's screen - depicting several people standing close.

The Community Window showed Duran's name under the slave category. "View Status" and "Command" buttons beside his name.

First selected View Status.

 

[Checking Duran's status.]

Name : Duran

Gender : Shemale

Strength : 28

Stamina : 25

Intelligence : 30

Mental Power : 32

Special Ability : Crowd Control.

 

Seems community registration enables remote status checks. Could commands work too?

 

[Commands can only be executed at close range.]

 

Damn it, should work remotely! Useless ability.

But Duran's gender wasn't male - listed as Shemale. Did "Shemale Maker" truly turn him into one?

 

"Pffhht."

 

Anticipation of mocking him improved my mood.

Woven's Guardian building appeared. Not wanting other gang members to notice, I used Stealth and entered through Duran's window.

Duran seemed still asleep, blankets pulled completely over his head.

I lightly kicked the bed frame while speaking.

 

"Hey Duran, planning to sleep forever? Feed me."

 

"Wh-what have you done to me?"

 

Duran spoke still under blankets. Subtle trembling revealed someone terrified hiding beneath.

 

"Get up."

 

"N-no."

 

Despite my serious tone, Duran dared act defiant.

 

Should I just kill him? No, no. Need treasure chests - he'll still be useful.

 

Remembered the Community Window's Command function. Could issue orders without losing temper. Selected Command for Duran.

 

[Issue command to Duran.]

 

"Immediately rise from bed and show yourself."

 

Instantly, blanket trembling ceased. Duran calmly threw off covers and rose. His eyes looked glazed as if hypnotized.

 

But this beauty is Duran?

 

Before me stood a blonde beauty appearing late-20s. Her massive breasts threatened to burst the black tank top.

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