Chapter 27 – Floor 4. The Dungeon is Always Cloudy Then Clear

With the lingering Albert gone, the corridor became much more pleasant.

In the cozy tranquility that finally arrived, my hand naturally moved to Severa’s waist.

“…You want to do it here even though you know how it might look if we don’t go back quickly? Rather than in this collapsed corridor, somewhere more comfortable…”

I embraced Severa, who had started talking a lot, from behind. The cool yet soft feeling like embracing a mass of fog, the female curves visible from above.

As strength gradually entered my lower body, my pants bulged and slowly rose along the crack of Severa’s buttocks.

The thin, short dress revealing her figure was caught by the gradually rising bulge in my pants, rising with it to reveal the smooth buttocks of pale light.

“Mmh… impatient one…”

When I subtly pushed my body to press closer, Severa was slowly pushed against the wall with a shameful face.

Her continuously advancing body, supported by two hands against the wall, swaying her buttocks gently while pushing back—this sight sent heat throughout my entire body.

With each left-right cycle of those plump buttocks that were unbelievable for a ghost, the exposed skin area gradually increased.

I unconsciously wet my lips at that coquettish swaying that seemed to beg for penetration.

My fully erect cock, now so swollen it seemed about to burst my pants, screamed to be let out, so I immediately stripped off my armor and threw it aside.

The heat trapped inside the armor due to the intense battle escaped and mixed with the corridor’s air, which was beginning to cool.

Enjoying that sweet coolness, I placed my steaming cock at the perfect position on Severa’s ass crack.

“Mmh… if you’re going to do it, finish quickly.”

“You’re unusually eager today? Despite what you say, you’re just a bitch in heat desperate to get fucked.”

Perhaps it’s worth the effort of using her diligently every day.

Although she still griped today, she was now taking the initiative with gestures begging for my cock to be inserted.

Great progress as an onahole!

“That’s what I dislike..!”

She stared straight at the wall as if not wanting to show me her face, appearing offended, but her subtly trembling buttocks revealed her anticipation for the entering cock.

“Whatever I say, you’ll just have your way with me anyway, so any mental energy spent is a one-sided loss! I’m just not giving you the reaction you want!”

“Ah, right. Let’s go with that, even though you’re soaking wet despite being a ghost.”

Severa had become talkative with excuses, but as I rubbed between her large buttocks, slowly aligning the tip of my glans with her slit for insertion, I felt moisture.

With a firm push of my hips, the glans slid smoothly into the crack, coated with wetness so abundant it could be felt without touching.

“Just stick that filthy male organ in already..!”

“Hmm… come to think of it, I should subjugate the Wanderer first. I was mistaken. It might take as long to subjugate that one as it did with you.”

“Huh?”

I placed the onahole with the terribly long name “Parasite Knight Onahole” on Severa’s back as she turned to look with a blank face, then pulled my glans out of her pussy that was trying to grip and not let go.

The extracted glans shone, glistening as if coated with love juices.

Severa looked at me like a woman who had been rejected, but I hummed a tune while admiring the onahole made from the Wanderer.

The dark purple hair mixed with Severa’s snow-white hair was like looking at a snowfield splashed with wine, and the slight deformation characteristic of onaholes, along with the unfocused eyes, made it look more like a doll.

“Wait! You’re going to use me as a mere stand?”

“Well, the height is just right. The floor hurts because of stone fragments.”

“…”

Severa glared at me with wide eyes, perhaps greatly shocked at being used merely as an onahole holder.

Her gaze was so chilly that I could understand where the expression “summer frost” came from.

But I was a man destined to become a hero who walks toward what I believe is right. Such unspoken pressure didn’t work on me.

What are you going to do by glaring! In the end, you’ll roll your eyes back and spill ectoplasm mixed with lewd juices once I fill your belly to bursting.

How infuriating, and what an onahole with no learning capacity.

I placed my fully erect cock between the onahole’s thighs. Placed like that, the cock, due to the onahole’s reduced body size, covered up to just below the chest.

It seemed like it might not fit, but I trusted the onahole’s elasticity.

As I gently pushed my hips upward, a softness different from the slime’s mucus or Severa’s ectoplasm adhered to me.

‘Silicone? No, it feels much more like human skin…’

As if the human body also follows the material, the softness of the female body fully embraced me.

Compared to Severa, the warmth I felt would surely feel good if I inserted it into the hole.

I swallowed and spread the onahole’s legs.

The legs spread widely without resistance in a vulgar manner, but the genitals weren’t revealed. They were already concealed under my cock.

“I didn’t have lubricant, but here’s something to use instead.”

I aimed my cock at Severa’s pussy again, who had completely sulked and was looking at the wall, not even making eye contact.

The moist pussy trembled with joy as it met my cock again.

As my cock was moved away, the Wanderer remained frozen in a lewd pose with genitals spread open. It was as if she was begging to be fucked and made a slave immediately.

Then I should respond.

“What…”

With my cock aimed again, I grabbed Severa’s pelvis, who let out a somewhat expectant voice, and rubbed the glans against her slit.

Squelch- Squelch- Squelch-

The sound of sticky liquid transforming like glue as it mixed with air.

The quivering spectral flesh that brushed against my glans, poised on the boundary of entering or not, greedily caressed it.

“Mmh… hmph… in the end, even though you were planning to violate me…”

“Of course I’m going to fuck you, but you’re next. Wait your turn.”

“What…”

I aligned my cock, now slick enough to be sufficiently slippery, with the Wanderer’s hole and applied force.

Slowly, the flesh of the slit was pushed aside by my glans, opening to accommodate a genitalia that didn’t match its size.

The entrance was so tight that without the ectoplasm making my cock slippery, it wouldn’t have entered.

The winding vaginal flesh strongly contracted as it brushed against the struggling entering glans.

As my cock traveled along the passage, the lower abdomen gradually bulged, marking how far it had come, urging me to insert it all the way quickly.

“Oh… it’s much tighter than I expected.”

Unlike Severa, whose sensations were diluted even with materialization, the inside of the Wanderer’s pussy felt full of pulsating vitality.

The undulating folds and the vagina that tightly gripped with every movement, the contraction and relaxation that seemed to suck on my cock, were all working to raise the sensation of ejaculation.

It was more like a milking device than a masturbation tool.

“AAARGH..! You’ve never tasted cock before but you’re trying to suck it all! You lewd pussy..!”

“I-is it that good…”

Squelch— Squelch— Squelch—

Slap! Slap!

“You inserted it somewhere else, so why are you slapping my butt… mmh!!”

I thrust my cock powerfully once more.

The area where one might worry the ribs would protrude bulged prominently as if to indicate it had reached this far, and the large breasts, which made me wonder how they didn’t sag without underwear, jiggled with the descending abdomen.

Rough piston movements without any consideration, befitting the name of a masturbation device like a toy.

Only the sounds of heavy breathing and flesh slapping filled the deserted corridor.

Gulp- Gulp- Gulp-

The onahole trembled in accordance with the ejaculation gushing out semen.

Even before my cock was fully withdrawn, semen that couldn’t be accommodated leaked from the point of union.

[You ejaculated hard inside the Parasite Knight Onahole.]

Despite filling the inside to the point of backflow, there was only one log that appeared, suggesting no subjugation had occurred.

My plan for dealing with an onahole that sucks in my cock as if it’s delicious during the act but plays hard to get afterward, claiming it didn’t do such a thing, is always set.

Tentacles in the mouth deeply pushed in, caressing the intruding pillar, urging ejaculation.

It tries to provide an amateurish inhuman pleasure, hoping for the discharge of that fluid full of life’s magic, but what returns is only a roughly rubbing male organ.

Inside the mouth of the Wanderer, who didn’t submit despite being coated with semen several times, the tentacle at the end of the Bell of Doom was nestled when I opened it out of curiosity.

If it’s a “Parasite Knight,” shouldn’t the parasitic part also be subjugated? This question led to oral sex.

In the end, since it’s using an onahole, perhaps it can’t be called sex.

Not that it mattered. The sensation of the smooth tentacle sliding down the esophagus, simultaneously oozing slick liquid and wrapping around, rubbing vigorously, felt better than expected.

Sometimes there are descriptions of penetration being like another organism, but this one was truly like another organism rubbing together.

The tentacle wrapped around the shaft stopped moving, perhaps sensing the cock growing inside the throat with the sudden rise of ejaculation.

Brrrrr—

Unrestrained ejaculation like ejaculating into tissue.

The sticky semen disappears down the esophagus where the stomach would normally be. Otherwise… does the tentacle store it?

[You have subjugated the Wanderer (Bell of Doom).]

“Haaah… having a warm body is nice…”

When I pulled my cock out of the mouth, which had become hot from body temperature and friction, I had the illusion of steam rising.

“Now it’s my turn…”

“Now, slime! Satisfy me with what you’re good at!”

Slurp- Slurp- Slurp- Slurp-♡

With just one word, the blue mucus mass emitting a holy light immediately attached to my crotch, moving the mucus under the gelatin surface to suck on my cock.

I screamed at its movement, which was greedily licking clean the remaining semen on my cock after ejaculating inside the Wanderer, and begging for more.

“AAARGH!!! YOU FUCKING BITCH! WHO TOLD YOU TO SUCK MY COCK DRY!!! GO EASIER!!!”

“What about me…?”

I charged up Severa after turning her into an onahole.

Today was quite fulfilling too!