Chapter 1 – The Great First Task of the Alchemist and Assistant

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“Ugh!”

I regained consciousness with a cough. A terrible smell pierced my nose.

“Cough! Cough!”

The scent of blood fills my nose. Despite that I can still feel my senses so I must be alive, the pain was so severe that I thought I would die.

I never dreamed that my body would be this badly affected by the alchemy, but as long as I’m alive, that’s all that matters.

When I finally opened my sticky eyes, I saw a familiar ceiling. The ceiling of my workshop. My home that I spent a fortune to create.

…How much time do I have left?

“…Ah, I need to make potions for the delivery tomorrow.”

I chuckled self-deprecatingly at the thought of undelivered potions even in this situation, but then I felt something strange.

“What’s with my voice…”

My usually deep and heavy husky voice was gone, replaced by something that sounded like a young girl’s.

Then I noticed there was someone else in the workshop besides me. I could hear faint breathing right in front of me.

Did the homunculus synthesis succeed? Can I now have an unpaid slave? Can I abandon my life of mass-producing potions like a factory?

As I shifted my gaze toward the breathing, I saw a silver-haired girl standing dazed, looking down at me with blood-red eyes.

Her face was so beautiful that I was momentarily entranced. Her skin was fair and white like a doll’s, but the very faint bits of color on her skin indicated that she was a living being. Perhaps because her skin was so white, her pink inverted nipples stood out conspicuously.

Perhaps noticing my gaze, the girl blinked. After remaining silent for a while, she tilted her head and spoke.

“Please give me instructions, Mother.”

“…?”

It seemed the synthesis had truly succeeded.

But why is she calling me mother? Isn’t it supposed to be Master or something like that? Something that feels a bit awkward but fitting and appropriate.

And why mother instead of father?

…Wait, my voice.

I hurriedly tried to sit up. However, my body wouldn’t move as I expected, and I just floundered. Since my clothes and body were slipping on the slimy floor, the watching girl extended her hand and helped me up.

“…Thanks.”

I answered slightly awkwardly, and indeed, my voice was thin. As soon as I stood up, I felt my chest—it was soft. Moderately plump with an addictive texture. Since I never had gynecomastia before, surely…²

Reaching down between my legs I found it flat. Actually, to be precise, I felt a plump mound. When I lifted the shirt that came down to my thighs, my loose pants lost their support and fell to the floor. The same happened to the oversized underwear I was wearing.

The lower area was clean. A smooth crotch without any pubic hair greeted me. Though I couldn’t see any crevice due to the body’s structure, there must certainly be a hole.

What on earth… Along with the shock, an acrid smell rose up.

Looking around, I saw remnants of the synthesis along with bloodstains and filth of unknown origin. It would be quite a hassle to clean up.

“…Let’s wash up first.”

I’d have to wash again after cleaning anyway, but the smell rising from the filth on my gown was too nauseating. With a small retch, I started walking, and glanced at the girl who was presumably a homunculus.

“You come too.”

“Yes.”

Seeing her obediently following me gave me a sense of satisfaction.

But there was something odd about the approaching girl’s body. The part that appeared to be her clitoris seemed abnormally large. Like… the thing I no longer had.

Is it because she’s not human? Or… well, I can figure it out later. I’ll have plenty of time now.

I headed to the bathroom with the girl. After removing my contaminated gown and shirt, I stood in front of the mirror, and saw a woman who was likely me. My height and build had decreased significantly. It seemed my lower line of sight wasn’t just my imagination.

My hair was a light pink, a mix of silver and pink, hanging down long. My blue eyes had somehow changed to green. A sparkle reminiscent of emeralds.

My breasts were just moderate. Barely avoiding being flat-chested. Despite being small, they seemed quite shy, as the nipples were hidden. With a sigh, I entered the bathroom. I felt conflicted. Why has my body changed?

I placed my hand on the red button in front of the shower. Hot water immediately poured down. It was a bit expensive, but I’m glad I had it installed. The warm water seemed to improve my mood a little.

Following the water flowing on the floor, I saw snow-white feet.

Ah, I did tell her to follow me.

“You should also—”

I was about to tell her to wash her body beside me, but… it had grown. That is… the part presumed to be the girl’s clitoris had swollen up. Like… an erect male organ. Even the shape was like that, with the end part spread out like a mushroom.

“Y-you, why is that like that?”

I stammered in confusion. The girl, seeming not to know the reason herself, tilted her head and answered bluntly.

“I don’t know. It suddenly got hard while watching you remove your clothes, Mother.”

“What the…”

The girl stared at it, then whispered.

“It… seems to hurt a little.”

“…”

The increasingly swollen thing had now completely transformed into a male organ. Something transparent seemed to be coming out from the tip. As for the size…

It was long and large, disproportionate to her build. A shape slightly curved upward.

“For now, go over there and wash your body. Press the red button, and water will come out.”

“Understood.”

The girl approached another shower, raised her hand, then hesitated and looked at me.

“What do I do about this?”

“I told you, press the button and water will come out.”

Hmm… Perhaps her intelligence is low? That would be troublesome.

“That’s not what I mean.”

“Then?”

The girl’s slender finger pointed at her own grotesquely swollen clitoris.

“It’s getting harder and hurts.”

“…”

This is driving me crazy.

“…Just masturbate or something.”

“Master Bait? How do you master bait?.”

“…Not that.”

“Is there another meaning?”

I had heard that homunculi are born with knowledge, and it seemed to be true. But apparently that didn’t mean they possessed all knowledge.

“…Then do you know about self-pleasure?”

“I’m not sure.”

“Forget it.”

It seems she doesn’t have… that kind of knowledge. Despite having something like an incarnation of sexual desire attached to her. As I kept looking, I felt strange. It felt like watching someone with an erection in a bathhouse. Well, that’s actually what it is.

“If you leave it alone, wouldn’t it return to normal? Just endure it a bit.”

“Understood.”

At my words, she obediently pressed the button and began to shower. She glanced at me occasionally. It seemed she wanted me to demonstrate.

I went back under the shower to get wet. I sprayed water over every corner of my body and washed with the soap I had made.

The body under my touch was soft. The slightly hard muscles that had been on my arms had all transformed into fat, becoming soft. My chest needn’t be mentioned.

Thighs, calves, everything without exception was soft and squishy. Perhaps because the only women who came to the workshop were either nobles’ minions or beastfolk adventurers delivering materials, it felt all the more… explicit. Normally, blood would have rushed to my lower body and stood upright, but unfortunately, I no longer had that.

After briefly considering whether I should dig out and wash my hidden nipples, I gave up. After cleaning the workshop, I’ll need to find a way to restore my body. It didn’t seem likely that there would be other cases like mine, but this soft, small body would be quite inconvenient.

In that process… I might need to use that homunculus as a material. After all, I ended up like this while synthesizing it. Although memories from my previous life made me feel uncomfortable about it… if it has to be done, it can’t be helped.

-Swish Swish

I heard the sound of flesh being rubbed from beside me. It was almost like a friction sound. The girl beside me seemed to have started soaping up after watching me. At this rate, even without knowing the work, she might learn quickly—

“…What are you doing?”

“This makes the pain less.”

I saw the girl covered in foam. That was fine.

If only she wasn’t fiddling with her hardened… clitoris with her foam-covered hand. Her snow-white fingers were diligently stroking the slightly reddened thing. The girl’s face was slightly flushed.

Should I be impressed by her taking the initiative…?

…It seemed like a good opportunity. I was a bit curious whether that was just an enlarged clitoris or if it functioned as a reproductive organ like a male’s.

Yes. It was curiosity.

During this time, the girl’s hand gradually quickened. As if instinctively realizing which spot felt good, she repeatedly moved over similar areas. She was intensively rubbing the mushroom-cap-like part.

Transparent fluid seemed to be flowing from the tip. It was hard to distinguish whether it was water or something else.

“This feels… strange. Something seems… about to come out.”

“Keep going.”

“Under…stood.”

With my permission, the girl’s hand moved faster, seeking greater stimulation. After a short time, along with the girl’s moan, a white jelly-like liquid shot out from the large rod. It broke through the pouring water stream and stuck to the wall, dripping down stickily.

The opaque, gooey appearance looked like male semen. It seemed a bit thicker in color than usual.

It seems… It also functioned as a male organ.

So… it’s like a dick. Literally.

After ejaculating vigorously, the girl’s clitoris shrank, returning to its previous state of being slightly enlarged. The girl said happily.

“It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

“…I see.”

I deliberately looked away, as it was too vulgar to be considered the first task with the assistant I had created.

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