Chapter 36: Side Story: Narcissist Saint

Lately, I’ve been feeling stifled.

I raised funds for the hero’s party, defeated the Demon King, and returned to Earth.

Now, I receive a returnee’s pension and all sorts of benefits.

I live in a spacious officetel, lazing around every day.

Yes, everything is peaceful now, but…

Why do I feel so suffocated?

After hours of thinking, I finally figured it out.

“This is frustration, isn’t it?”

I feel a surge of irritation.

It’s different from when I was a man, but still.

I decided to turn on some Japanese AV on the massive mana stone screen that covers one of my walls.

After all, unresolved sexual frustration can make you sick.

Since this is my body now, what’s the big deal?

There’s no need to be cautious; I have everything I need right here.

With just a few clicks, I can enjoy all kinds of content to satisfy my urges.

[“Yamete! Yamete! Ahn!”]

It’s not working at all.

How should I describe this?

It feels like….

“You can scream all you want, I’ll just watch.”

It’s like watching a fire from across the river — completely detached.

“Why am I not turned on at all?”

[“Shit! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”]

Western stuff doesn’t work for me either.

It’s not stimulating in the least.

In fact, I just feel more frustrated as my interest fades away.

[“DEEP DARK FANTASY”]

“Oh, maybe this one will do it.”

No, not really.

Even gay porn doesn’t excite me.

And lesbian stuff?

Definitely not.

Bestiality?

Hmm, it’s somewhat arousing, but no, not quite right either.

I’ve tried SM play and all kinds of things, but none of them hit the spot.

Even watching bronzed, muscular men like Geum Taeyang seducing married women is somewhat entertaining, but it’s still not quite there.

How was it when I was a man?

Did I just fantasize and get by?

I don’t really remember.

But considering the difference in gender, the methods must have been different too.

In any case, I need to resolve this.

“I should be getting wet, but I’m not.”

Touching it randomly doesn’t make things wet down there.

All I can do is sigh.

People say touching the little bean is supposed to feel good, but I don’t even have the urge to force pleasure out of it.

It’s more like a lack of motivation.

It would be great if I had something or someone that could turn me on.

One thing’s for sure: women aren’t it.

Neither are men.

Neither porn nor anything else seems to excite me.

With no other choice, I take my uncomfortable body to the bath and start undressing.

“After all, the most beautiful thing is me.”

The person in the mirror is absolutely stunning.

Like a diamond reflecting light, my long silver hair glows radiantly, and my blood-red eyes seductively lure in anyone who gazes at them.

Gulp.

I keep staring at myself.

This is… addictive.

Just looking at myself feels so good.

It’s not just my hair and eyes.

My flawless, milky-white skin and my perfectly proportioned body…

Breasts so large they can’t fit into one hand.

A waistline like an hourglass, leading to wide, childbearing hips.

It’s no surprise; a goddess made this body based on her own, so of course, nothing about it is lacking.

Gulp…gulp…

I was getting aroused by my reflection in the mirror.

Of course, just looking at myself makes me happy.

Am I really a narcissist?

Suddenly, I felt a tingle in my lower abdomen.

The sensation below intensified, and each time I locked eyes with my reflection, it felt as if the image in the mirror was seducing me.

“Haah… Haah… That’s it. This is why.”

It was simple when I thought about it.

The reason for my frustration.

It wasn’t something to laugh off — I was probably falling in love with myself every time I looked in the mirror.

There was no need to watch porn to relieve my frustration.

The answer was right in front of me all along.

“Hehe.”

I changed my expression slightly.

More seductive, a posture that would entice anyone.

One hand cupped my breast while the other gently brushed between my legs.

The me in the mirror was seducing me.

As I flaunted the voluptuousness spilling between my fingers and grazed the tingling womanhood below.

“Ah, something’s rising.”

It was hard to resist.

Wherever my fingers touched, wetness began to appear.

Even though I hadn’t taken a shower yet, there was moisture down there.

When I raised my hand slightly to check, a transparent string of fluid connected my fingers.

Yeah.

At some point, I had started getting wet down below.

“Haah… Haah… Fuuu♥”

The more I rubbed, the more the fluid flowed.

With one hand, I squeezed my breast and pinched my nipple between my fingers.

With the other, I rubbed below, pressing firmly on my clitoris.

“Hngh… Hnnng… Hngh♥”

The me in the mirror was making a lewd expression, exuding a scent of femininity.

As if to tempt me, I caressed my chest and touched my clitoris, beginning to pleasure myself.

The hole below, my vagina, was dripping with transparent fluid, slowly pooling beneath me.

The reflection in the mirror also dripped nectar, seducing me.

I lifted my hand, covered in it, and licked it with my tongue.

The woman in the mirror did the same, gradually turning into a bitch driven by instinct.

“Haah… Haah… Well, masturbation should be allowed, right?♥”

I’m sure even the goddess would permit this.

Since neither men nor women aroused me, I wasn’t sure if I could go all the way, but surely it’s fine to masturbate while looking in the mirror.

I slowly slid my fingers inside my vagina.

To be honest, I had pressed my clit a few times for relief back in that world, but I’d never really done it seriously.

They say penetration isn’t as easy to feel as clit play.

Let’s see.

“Hngh?”

I barely put my fingers in, and my body trembled intensely.

What’s this?

Why is my body so sensitive?

The sensations are way too strong.

Well, considering how hot I am just looking at the woman in the mirror, it makes sense.

I gathered my index and middle fingers, gently parting the pink folds as I pushed them deeper inside.

Squish….

“Hnng… Hnng♥”

Pressing firmly on the bumpy area deep inside made my hips jolt.

My legs trembled, starting from my hips, and I felt like I might collapse any second.

This feels pretty good.

Maybe I should take it more seriously.

“Hngh… Heuu… Hngh♥!”

Sitting on the floor, I started thrusting into my own hole.

The beautiful woman in the mirror was doing the same, thrusting into her own hole.

I pushed my fingers as deep as possible, hitting the spot that felt the best.

“Haah… Haaah… Haah♥”

The nectar wouldn’t stop flowing, dripping continuously.

The woman in the mirror was also dripping, creating a puddle on the floor.

Even as she smiled lewdly, she looked so beautiful.

Just imagining that woman smashing an enemy’s skull with a mace made the tingling sensation inside even stronger.

“Getting turned on by something like this… I must really be crazy.”

But what can I do?

The woman in the mirror is me, and I’ve fallen for her.

Her specialty is smashing enemy heads with a mace.

Isn’t this similar to a woman imagining her beloved man bravely defeating enemies?

I’m not sure if my womb is trembling, but…

At the very least, I was seriously attracted to the woman in the mirror.

Crack! One head… two heads…

I imagine the woman tearing through the battlefield with her mace.

It’s so beautiful, the way she’s drenched in the blood of her enemies.

My fingers moved more vigorously.

Squish squish squish…..

Then I imagined myself again.

That woman in the mirror is me, and I’m imagining myself smashing enemies with a mace.

I imagine myself controlling the woman I adore, breaking enemies and achieving glory.

I am beautiful, drenched in the blood of my enemies, smiling with madness as I bathe in their blood.

The thought alone sends a thrill through me.

Thump thump thump…..

At that moment, something burst around my vagina.

A sharp wave of pleasure shot up my spine and struck my brain.

“Haah… Haah… Aaah.”

Squish squish….

With my eyes half-rolled back, I pulled my fingers out and gently touched my vagina.

When I spread it slightly with my fingers, the entrance twitched, and more nectar flowed out.

The tingling sensation in my lower abdomen surged into a wave of pleasure, and something burst out from below.

Fwoosh!

A clear stream arced out from my urethra.

Is this what they call female ejaculation?

I think the Japanese call it shiofuki.

This is my first time experiencing it.

I didn’t even feel the need to pee, but this isn’t quite the same as that.

It must come out when you feel pleasure.

The female body is fascinating.

Maybe because it’s a goddess’s body, the sensitivity is just so much higher.

In other words, the goddess’s body is incredibly lustful, right?

“Haah… Haaaah♥”

I take a moment to bask in the afterglow of the climax and look into the mirror.

In the mirror, a woman, overwhelmed by waves of pleasure, looks dazed as her mouth opens slightly, and I feel a twinge in my lower abdomen again.

And then, a thought suddenly occurs to me.

Wouldn’t I be happy surrounded by multiple women like this?

Ba-dump! Ba-dump!

Just imagining it makes my uterus tremble up to my ovaries.

I want to try it soon.

If that’s the case, there’s no need to hesitate.

I immediately decided to purchase several full-length mirrors.

In today’s Korea, some electronic markets have such advanced delivery systems that, when you purchase something, it arrives within 1 to 5 minutes.

It’s based on a portal system.

With this, I bought full-length mirrors to cover the walls of my room.

Just in time, they had the size to cover the entire wall.

“Just in time, there’s an unused room.”

I decorated one as a gaming room, another as a study, and there were still several empty rooms.

I covered the walls of one with mirrors.

After decorating it properly, oh my goodness.

“Wow, this is amazing.”

There were women I adored all around. Wherever I looked, there was only me.

The woman in the mirror had an ecstatic expression as water dripped from her.

Ah, I can’t hold back.

There was a woman I fell in love with everywhere.

Everywhere I look, I’m the only one.

The woman in the mirror is dripping water from the wipe-off bogie with an ecstatic expression.

Oh, I can’t stand this.

The only thing I can trust in the world, a woman, looks at me lovingly.

Just as you were born.

She smiles with her eyes as she prepares to become a bitch.

“Ah, I’m so happy♥”

When I smiled happily, the women in the mirrors smiled back, just as happy.

This time, I decided to use a tool.

I, or rather the woman I loved, pulled out the mace that she had swung on the battlefield, covered in blood.

I’m strangely excited to think that it’s not mine, but something wielded by the woman I like.

The woman in the mirror is holding the same mace I used.

Gulp!!

The reason for pulling out the mace?

There’s only one.

To pierce.

My body is already ready to the point where it’s meaningless to take a shower.

Everywhere I look, the woman who looks happy while making eye contact with me seems ready.

I hold Mace upside down.

I think I am going to put the handle part because it’s still too thick to put it in when I slightly touch the butt.

I originally thought about using a dildo.

But it’s better to pleasure myself with something that belongs to the woman I love.

I want to experience the satisfaction of being filled with something thick, but I think it’s best to develop this slowly.

Since my clit has already been burning with desire and is fully prepared, there’s no need to tease any further. I should get straight to the point.

I can’t wait to put it in now.

I put the end of Mace inside carefully.

Sneaky, drizzling…..

The women’s water is dripping down.

As soon as you put it in, the sweet liquid flows down while making a shallow sound of water.

I tasted the new world.

This thrill is impossible to put into words because I think I put the object of the woman I like, and I think I put it in my vagina and made it even more mine.

The clear, transparent, and sticky liquid is continuously dripping down.

“Haah… Haaaah♥”

Squish…..squish….

I moved the mace with one hand and raised my breast with the other, biting and sucking the nipples.

The woman in the mirror is doing the same, masturbating, biting and sucking the nipples.

As if she is masturbating while looking at me.

We masturbate ourselves against each other.

Oh, it’s already coming out.

……It’s coming…It’s coming…It’s coming…!

When I press down on a good spot, it stings and it tries to climb up my spine.

Huge pleasure unlike before.

Coming up to hit my head in a heartbeat.

Gulp….Gulp…Gulp….

The woman in the mirror sticks out her tongue, drooling.

Her eyes have completely lost their focus.

Could that woman really be the same person who once swung a mace on the battlefield, destroying her enemies?

Feeling like something was going to come out, I kept pressing down on the spot where I felt good.

Each press brought a light climax, yet I didn’t stop; I let myself move freely, following the instincts of a female.

Unrestrained.

Probing deeper inside.

The woman in the mirror looked back at me, moving her mace without hesitation.

And finally.

At last, a huge wave of pleasure began to swarm.

“Ah! Ahhh! Haaa!♥”

The women’s clit exploded.

Saliva spills out of my mouth.

The lower half of my body shook violently from the buttocks to the legs, and the legs were straightened.

Brrrrrr…..

The woman in the mirror, identical to me, trembled her hips vulgarly in the same way as I did, already swept away by pleasure, yet still moving her mace without pause.

Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze….

My head turned so white from the successive climaxes that I forgot who I was and was imprinted with the false notion that my hole made me female and that I existed solely for pleasure.

And that myth made my brain behave as if it depended on my clit.

As if to stimulate my still throbbing womb, the mace continued to poke me in all the right places.

After dozens of climaxes, I was swept up in a giant tidal wave of pleasure, spilling over in tidal waves.

Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze….

“Ah! Ahhh! Haaa!♥”

The juices and tides continue to pour out without stopping.

Even so, I didn’t stop masturbating and kept thrusting my clit, sending myself into an orgasm that lasted until I lost consciousness.

Squirt….squirt…….

The last thing I saw before I lost consciousness, the woman in the mirror was smiling with the same satisfaction as me.

Next time, should I try using some different tools?♥