Maki, who was sitting on the soft couch while doing his sketch, suddenly jolted.
"Hmmm... Nem-nem?!"
He inwardly thought of Nemuri.
Maki felt an unbelievable sensation. It was intense—deep, consuming, and intoxicating—as if his body was burning with urge and heat.
"For real, Nemuri?..."
Maki whispered her name while still doubting whether she had the guts to do such a thing in a public place.
His hand halted.
He closed his eyes and fell into a trance as he connected his consciousness to Chibi Maki, the clone he had shrunk.
The distance was far, but he easily connected with it.
"Child's play..."
When their minds intertwined into a single consciousness, memories flooded his head. Everything played out from the very start—where Nemuri kissed, played with, and shoved the Chibi Maki dildo inside her pussycat.
Every detail was there.
It was like watching a passionate performance.
Even her voice was vivid and clear. Every moan, heavy breath, and inappropriate word was heard by him.
"Naughty mermaid..."
he muttered as he tried to gain access to, and perhaps control, his chibi clone that was still inside Nemuri.
Maki saw the fishnet stockings and the skirt pulled down to her knees. It was like watching a mermaid remove her beautiful tail, revealing those soft, milky, long, and thick-looking thighs hidden beneath.
A fitting sight for a mermaid caught pleasing herself.
Maki, who had gained access to the chibi clone, was as curious as ever.
He wanted to see what it looked like inside, so he maneuvered its red eyes and gained its vision.
What he saw was an entirely dim space with pinkish walls. A wet and sticky sensation filled the area. It was as though he were inside a cave where raw flesh surrounded him everywhere.
He couldn't exactly explain what he was seeing and feeling while inside this cave.
"Hmm... very accommodating..."
Maki thought as he surveyed the area.
The Chibi Maki, now being controlled by the real Maki, casually turned its large head, looking around the dim, smooth, and warm place where pinkish tissue surrounded it.
"Hope there's treasure here..."
Maki added as he vigorously turned its head around in a whirlwind.
This movement was incredibly stimulating, making Nemuri feel both ecstasy and turmoil.
Her moans became comfortable and unrestrained as the Chibi Maki dildo moved its head inside her, invading her inner depths.
"AAUuAUuUhhhh~ w-what h-happe—Ahhh~ AUuaaAaH... t-this f-felt g-good... AauaahMmm~ aum... D-damn, I... it f-fel~ Aaahuuahhmmm... Auhmm~"
Her slender legs were now fully raised, exposing her private parts.
The shape of her plump ass was enormous, constantly jiggling as her body trembled. The labia of her pussy was also exposed.
The footwear of the Chibi dildo was being sucked inside her pussy and slowly pushed back out. The Chibi dildo was like a card in denial—it kept diving deeper and then coming back out.
Feeling it move, Nemuri used her free hand to lightly stroke her labia, making her eyes roll even farther back.
Her other hand had long since dropped the phone to the side and was now pushing the improvised dildo deeper into her pussy.
All of this was happening while the head of the Chibi dildo turned from right to left, up and down, moving all around the place.
It kept thrusting deeper, nudging every wall of her canal.
It was as if her vagina was being bulldozed by the Chibi dildo.
Her vaginal walls, her rugae, and even her cervix were being touched constantly by the tip of the Chibi dildo's head, delivering rapturous sensations that drove her crazy.
"Auuuagh~ I-I can't take i-it... Aaahm~ AaUhmm~ T-this thing keeps moving i-its head... N-no... the entrance of m-my w-womb... Eeeeckk... it's g-going DEEEPER... AAAAAH~"
Nemuri's wails were like the desperate cries of her honest body. The thought of finally being able to take something that was part of her beloved was so thrilling. All she had in her mind was the lust and the joy of winning.
But naturally, Nemuri hadn't completely lost control... yet.
She was still holding onto a single thread of consciousness that was about to fade beneath the overwhelming pleasure. She kept reminding herself that this was her office. This was UA. And she was a teacher here.
She had a job to do.
Her hands stopped pushing the chibi any further. Instead, she placed her pale hands on her knees, trying to stop the trembling in her legs. She was doing her best to regain her composure.
Her appearance was extremely erotic. Her tongue hung out as saliva dripped from it, her eyes were rolled upward, and her face was flushed red, showing just how overwhelmed she was.
She moved her hands beneath her knees and hugged both of her legs, pulling them closer and bending her lower body.
The act of raising her legs caused her body to tighten around the chibi even more forcefully. The muscles around it gripped the chibi like there was no tomorrow.
This made her let out a sharp, squealing moan.
Yet she knew that if this continued, she would definitely lose her sanity. She could still feel the object inside her, and she could feel the head continuing to move, brushing against every part of her inner walls.
"Aauh~ s-sto/op... B-bab/by, s-stop m-moving... p-please s-stop m-moving... j-just stay still... I-I let you inside, b-but d-don't m-move~ Aaauhm... Auhm... aumm~ s-stoop~..."
She squeaked in resistance, and Maki heard her.
He chuckled, but he complied.
He disconnected his consciousness from the chibi Maki.
Even so, Maki's real body could still feel the sensations the chibi Maki was experiencing. The overwhelming warmth and dampness lingered vividly in his mind.
Nemuri felt the thing inside her stop moving.
That gave her a little room to catch her breath, but the lingering sensations still clung to her. The bottle-sized object remained deep within her, enough to make her feel strangely satisfied and comforted.
"B-baby... y-you're really a naughty boy... j-just you wait... I'll punish you when I come home..."
Nemuri thought inwardly as she slowly stabilized herself.
Her tongue was still hanging out, still leaking saliva, but her eyes had returned to normal, though they remained slightly drowsy.
Nemuri continued breathing heavily. Her large chest rose and fell with each breath, making her appear even more alluring.
She was trying her best to steady herself.
Back at the condo, Maki, who had briefly stopped sketching to check on Nemuri's situation, returned to his main task.
His red eyes still carried the same stoic presence, but deep inside, he was feeling something entirely different.
[Like what?]
His hand continued its work. He was planning to finish the exterior design of the boat and work on the interior layout today. That was his schedule for the day, after all.
The real Maki wasn't the only one busy.
His clones were also occupied, practicing and learning how to play various instruments.
The living room was crowded with eleven versions of him. However, unlike a group of people loudly talking over one another, Maki and his clones remained silent.
There was no noise.
No voices.
Not even a single unnecessary word escaped their mouths.
They communicated through their shared telepathic connection.
There was no disturbance in the air and no uproar during the gathering of Maki's clones.
Each of them mimicked Maki's calm nature—a person who loved stillness and serenity whenever he was alone.
Meanwhile, inside the office of the R-Rated Heroine,
Nemuri was slowly regaining her composure and senses.
"Ahm~ aauhm~ Auahm~ W-what a b-bad boy... mommy will punish you later..."
Nemuri whispered.
Of course, she had already figured out why the chibi Maki had been acting strangely.
〔Punish? More like a reward!〕
AM N. NOT.(っ－＿－)っ♤♤DRAFT♤♤