Chapter 5 – Failed Experiment

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I came down to the kitchen with the somewhat dejected girl. She looked unsatisfied for some reason, but I didn’t bother to ask why.

Well… was masturbation not satisfying? That’s information I don’t particularly want to know.

My stomach still wasn’t feeling well enough to eat meat in the morning, so I quickly prepared a salad with some leftover bread and boiled eggs.

This is the last of the eggs too…

I want to drink milk.

I watched the girl diligently chewing the meal I’d prepared. Her munching was cute. She ate well too.

…Food expenses will double.

Depressed by this thought, I tormented the salad with my fork, but after putting it in my mouth, I realized that since my intake had decreased, it might balance out.

Should I be happy about that…? I don’t know. My mood swinging back and forth was quite strange. While I was nibbling with no appetite, the girl who had finished her meal approached me.

“Lady Asha.”

“Yes?”

She sniffed close to me and tilted her head.

“There’s a strange smell.”

“A strange smell?”

“There’s an odd scent mixed with Lady Asha’s scent that isn’t Lady Asha’s.”

…Are you a dog beastfolk instead of a homunculus?

“While you were sleeping, someone came to pick up potions. That person was a beastfolk.”

“Is that so?”

She nodded as if understanding.

“Do you like animals, by any chance?”

“Animals, you mean?”

“Yes.”

I thought if she liked them, I might be able to enjoy a pleasure without responsibility. The girl’s face became thoughtful, as if contemplating.

“I’ve never seen one directly, so I’m not sure.”

“Really…?”

The girl sniffed again.

“But I don’t think I would like them much.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes.”

That’s disappointing, though I don’t have the luxury for it anyway.

“Oh, I’ve thought about your name.”

The girl looked at me with sparkling eyes. I cleared my throat and spoke calmly.

Your name from today is Cecilia, with Cecile as your nickname.

“Your name from today is Erection.”

As I reconsidered what I’d said, I realized my mistake. Cold sweat ran down my back.

But… our Miss Erection seemed to like it. Still with sparkling eyes, she quietly repeated “Erection” and then spoke softly.

“Erection, you say?”

“Ah, no, that’s not what I meant…”

“It sounds like a pretty name.”

Are you serious?

Really?

“That was just a joke.”

“Was it?”

“Yes.”

“I see.”

She looked a bit gloomy, as if she had liked the name Erection.

…No matter what, I couldn’t name a girl “Erection,” so I corrected it firmly and moved to the workshop. I had no appetite anyway.

“Then… Cecile?”

“Yes, Lady Asha.”

“Could you make the same potions as yesterday?”

“Understood.”

Cecile’s silver hair bounced as she ran to the preservation box. I watched with satisfaction as she diligently took out the ingredients I had explained and began work. I also opened another preservation box.

First… that one.

Cecile’s semen.

I took out the sealed beaker I had placed in the preservation box. Actually, after this much time, it should have dispersed into a cloudy state, but it still boasted a jelly-like stickiness and density. Partly due to being in the preservation box, but even so, this was… strange.

As I gently shook it, I thought it looked somewhat like milk. Everything strange seems to look like milk these days.

Let’s just take out a little bit first.

I took out a mouse pipette from the tool box. After slightly opening the sealed lid and inserting it, I brought the end to my mouth. The appearance of sucking semen through a straw didn’t feel good, but I had no choice.

…If I had known it would be like this, I would have spent more money on better equipment.

Anyway, I sucked it in with my mouth. Slowly, being careful not to accidentally swallow. But… it was so sticky that it wasn’t easily drawn up. Let me try sucking a bit harder—

“Lady Asha?”

“Hup! Cough! Cough! Ju, just a moooment…”

Ah, shit, I swallowed it.

Retching, I ran to the bathroom. My throat felt sticky. My tongue was slippery.

I entered the bathroom and closed the door.

I inserted my finger to try to vomit what had gone down my throat, but something felt off.

“Hmm…? Ugh?”

The finger pressing on my tongue felt good. To the extent that the pressure on my tongue made my mind hazy.

After being blank for a moment, I pulled out my finger. A long silver thread stretched from my mouth to my finger. There was a wet sensation around my mouth.

As I wiped away the saliva and cleared my throat, a sweet feeling remained. But I didn’t have time to pay attention to that. Suddenly, my body… became hot.

“Ugh… what is this, why is it like this.”

The slight fever I had experienced yesterday returned. This time it was more severe. My mind was hazy and my body itchy. I felt something round and full gathering in my lower abdomen, as if blocking something.

It was hard to maintain control of my body due to this strange sensation I was experiencing for the first time. I grabbed the toilet and exhaled rough breaths.

My breath… was hot. My mouth was wet with fluid.

“Hnn…”

Especially the inside of my thighs… and particularly the place where the rod used to be attached. To the point where I wanted to scratch it immediately.

After breathing heavily for a while with an unsettling feeling, I finally gave in to my hazy mind and surrendered to my body.

I inserted my white, slender hand that didn’t seem like my own between my legs. I touched the small protruding bump where the rod should have been rising.

“Hmm?”

Along with a tingling sensation, I felt something being fulfilled. This, I needed to touch this. This time, beyond just touching, I flicked it with my index finger and rubbed it. Something tingly began to send signals to my lower abdomen through the small bump.

The round, gathered feeling seemed to want to go somewhere. As I flicked it again, it spread out with a “pah” sound. Believing this was the right answer, my body flicked my finger on its own.

“Hnngg… haah… hmnng…”

Making sick animal-like sounds, I continued to touch it. Just, just a little more and the strange feeling gathered in my lower abdomen would disappear.

Meanwhile, a voice was heard from beyond the closed door. It was Cecile.

“Lady Asha?”

“Hnngg!”

I bit my arm to suppress the voice caused by my already flicking finger. The bitten forearm quickly became damp. Cecile’s voice continued.

“Lady Asha? Are you alright?”

Sensing something was wrong when there was no answer while I bit my forearm, Cecile tried to open the door. I removed my forearm from my mouth and grabbed the handle. Struggling to suppress the strange pleasure given by my unstoppable finger, I responded to Cecile.

“Ugh, I’m, I’m fine, just my stom, stomach hurts.”

“Can I help you?”

“N-no…”

There was a splashing sound due to the water flowing from my crevice. If I dragged this out any longer, I would end up showing this disgraceful state to Cecile.

“I, I’m fine, so, go back to, the workshop…”

“Understood.”

As soon as Cecile, who had been hesitating, moved away, something that had been gathering in my lower abdomen burst forth. Intensely, like a dam opening its floodgates. I brought my forearm to my mouth again to prevent Cecile from hearing. My forearm, already bitten, would be red with my teeth marks, but I had no time to care about that.

“Hnngg!!!”

I collapsed to the floor, bit my forearm, and surrendered to the unknown sensation. The floor was soaked with fluid that spurted out of my crevice. I released more water at the urge to urinate that followed.

I trembled, immersed in that afterglow for a long time. Only after exhaling heated breaths for a while did my body return to normal. I tried to stand up using the wall for support, but my legs were shaking too much to stand.

Eventually, I sat down again and buried my face in my knees. I trembled, feeling the wetness of the shirt sticking to my body and the moisture around my buttocks.

“Fuck… what the hell just happened.”

I cursed needlessly. I couldn’t make a rational assessment of the situation. I was confused by my body’s sudden strange reactions.

Soon, self-loathing overwhelmed me to the point where I even forgot why I came here.

“…I need to find a way to return to my original body quickly.”

Before investigating the cause, I first cleaned up the mess I had made. I brought a mop, cleaned the floor, and changed my clothes. I wanted to shower as well, but that would take too much time.

I rinsed my mouth with water and headed to the workshop. Cecile was waiting for me, groaning like a dog that needed to poop. I approached Cecile with a sigh.

“…What’s the matter?”

Cecile, who spotted me, came running with a brightened expression, fluttering her silver hair.

“I was doing what Lady Asha instructed, but there’s a problem.”

“What kind?”

“We’ve run out of the ingredients you mentioned.”

“Ah.”

Thinking about it, I should have gone shopping first. I should have gone out first, not done experiments.

…What a mess.

This is all because my body has changed. It’s not my fault.

Cecile sniffed.

“Lady Asha!”

“What.”

“There’s a good scent!”

“…What are you talking about?”

“The beast’s smell is gone!”

Is it because I changed clothes?

“Yeah, yeah…”

As I stroked Cecile’s head while making plans to go out, Cecile’s shirt was bulging.

That means… She was erect again. Not completely, but halfway…? Cecile didn’t seem to have noticed yet.

“Cecile.”

“Yes.”

“We’re going out, so let’s get ready.”

“Going out?”

“Yes… there’s a lot to buy.”

“Understood.”

At times like this, it’s best to pretend not to notice.

“But what preparations should I make?”

“…Uh, well.”

Momentarily confused by this unexpected question, I replied.

“…Money?”

Cecile opened her red eyes wide. She looked like a rabbit.

“This is bad. I don’t have any money.”

“…Don’t worry, I have money.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes…”

By now, filled with thoughts of going out, Cecile’s shirt had calmed down. With a sigh, I tidied up the workshop.

I felt uncomfortable putting away the beaker containing Cecile’s semen. It seemed to be the cause.

My rinsed mouth still felt sticky.