Roguelike Dungeon Onahole Collector






    Chapter 5 – Floor 1. The Slime Onahole

    SQUELCH—

    With a bit of force, my finger came out with a slimy sound, trailing the sticky fluid from inside.

    The cold, viscous substance that composed the slime dripped to the floor, creating transparent threads.

    “So the inside is completely filled with this fluid? Damn, even the material is obscenely lewd.”

    The spot where I had just inserted my finger sealed itself as if the slime were alive.

    When I hit it with my palm using considerable force, it merely wobbled and rippled, but when I lightly poked it with my finger, it allowed entry—which was quite peculiar considering its actual purpose.

    That must be what you’re supposed to put in there.

    “So no hole means you can stick it in anywhere!”

    An onahole that heals itself no matter how many times you pierce it.

    You couldn’t find anything in the whole world that flaunted its capabilities as a masturbation tool quite like this.

    SLAP!

    The teardrop-shaped mochi wobbled with a satisfying sound.

    “Sigh… I’m just researching a new skill and item, that’s all. I absolutely don’t have any thoughts about using you to drain myself, remember that!”

    This thing was just a monster placed to torment people crawling through the dungeon.

    As a representative of 50 million D.D. users, I merely wanted to vent the frustration of early-game melee characters!

    The thought of punishing this wicked slime monster—which shamelessly tempted people to penetrate it—on behalf of all the fallen melee characters made my body heat up.

    “Ah— Is this your indignation…”

    THROB!

    The punishment rod rose hotly inside my pants.

    It must be the wish for me to punish this conscienceless teardrop mochi that starts with physical resistance from the beginning.

    This was utterly ridiculous, but what could I do?

    The fact that I was aroused by an onahole made from an amorphous monster that didn’t even resemble a human was quite self-deprecating.

    Originally, when it was just a game, it was merely a blue pixel blob clustered together strangely.

    When I took off my pants, although the campfire was warming the air, I shuddered at the sensation of the cool air brushing against my lower body.

    And my cock, knowing no shame, stood proudly at attention, bobbing as if asking if that was where it should charge.

    The stress I’d received from roaming these life-threatening sewers all day must have stimulated my reproductive instincts, as I was much more rigidly erect than usual.

    “Haa…”

    As I knelt before the Slime Onahole to use it, a slightly nervous sigh escaped my lips.

    The cool, moist surface of the creature as I touched it.

    The pressing sensation from inside that gripped like a living being, still lingering on the finger I had inserted earlier.

    “Should I put it in?”

    Since my finger came out intact, it probably wasn’t acidic, but hoping it wasn’t some kind of acid liquid, I slowly pressed my cock against it.

    Slowly—very slowly—my advancing cock touched the surface of the slime with its refreshing blue color.

    The coldness, like touching jelly straight from the refrigerator, momentarily halted my progress, but that was only for an instant.

    SCHLURP!

    Without me even moving my hips, as if the Slime Onahole were alive, it sucked my cock in and swallowed it into its body.

    “Oh, OHH! Fuck—what the!”

    [The Slime Onahole accepted your male organ.]

    The viscous liquid clung to my cock as it traversed the cold, gelatinous interior.

    It was clear that this couldn’t replicate firm flesh, but there was a certain resistance, as if an invisible passage had formed, rather than simply going back and forth.

    ‘It feels like if I forced it, I could break through…’

    As I carefully felt the inside that I had entered so abruptly, the Slime Onahole, which had swallowed my cock on its own, showed no further movement, as if telling me to use it however I pleased.

    “So since you’re an onahole, I need to move you myself. Is that it?”

    This lazy onahole, which delegated the work in an era where people squeeze exercise into their busy schedules, was quite vexing.

    SMACK!

    With a sharp, crisp sound, the slime twitched and reflexively contracted, increasing the pressure.

    “Could it be that it’s still alive in this state?”

    Judging by how it took in my cock by itself and responded to external stimuli, I thought that perhaps it retained some will even in its onahole item state.

    If so, that would mean that using the onahole wouldn’t summon the enemy from thin air, but rather return the onahole to its original state.

    It might have a different mechanism from a summoning staff.

    “Whatever, I don’t care. Just grip properly!”

    But my contemplation didn’t last long.

    Right now, I just wanted to ejaculate into this masturbation tool before me and collapse into sleep.

    The Slime Onahole held onto the cock inside it tightly, as if it had no intention of letting go.

    When I pulled back, even the outer wall, which seemed like it was made of agar, came with it, making me wonder if I could pull out later, but I cleared my mind and moved my hips like a beast to obtain pleasure.

    SQUELCH— SQUELCH— SQUELCH—

    My firmly erect cock, going back and forth inside the transparent slime, was clearly visible.

    It was incredibly stimulating, as if showing me the fact that I was masturbating by putting my cock in a place it shouldn’t be and moving it.

    “Damn…!”

    Each time I moved my hips, the sticky fluid that refused to fall made the inside of the slime feel extremely tight.

    The viscous fluid that clung and stroked without missing even 1mm each time I moved my hips.

    The slime’s cool, cushion-like embrace with ample moisture gave a chilling pleasure I had never felt before, drawing out the feeling of ejaculation.

    Thanks to this, I forgot to control my pace and slammed my lust mercilessly.

    SLAP— SLAP— SLAP— SLAP— SLAP—

    With each impact sound as my belly collided with the smooth surface, the pressure of the weighty fluid that embraced me just right grew stronger.

    And it didn’t take long for that to culminate in climax.

    SHUDDER— SPURT! THROB!!

    A pleasure that sent chills down my spine and a slight feeling of weakness as hot breath escaped.

    I couldn’t hold back the rising sensation of ejaculation and sprayed white fluid inside the transparent slime, feeling as if it were licking wildly with a cold tongue.

    White semen permeated the inside of the Slime Onahole, which had a refreshing color like a summer sea.

    As if this white fluid was what it had been wanting, the slime, which had only been wobbling like a water balloon following my movements, began to writhe frantically.

    It was movement close to milking, as if trying to squeeze out everything that hadn’t yet emerged.

    I strongly felt the writhing motion stroking downward on my shaft, still buried in the slime’s sticky, pleasant fluid.

    “Hey, hey! If you move like that right away…!”

    GLUG— GLUG—

    Following the contracting movement of the onahole, the semen remaining in my urethra was slowly drawn out to join the group soiling the transparent fluid.

    White impurities floating in the clear, clean slime and my cock still twitching, seeking stimulation before calming down.

    For some reason, it felt like a scene of moral depravity, as if I had done something I shouldn’t have.

    [You ejaculated forcefully inside the Slime Onahole.]

    “…You don’t need to tell me that.”

    Semen embedded in the center of the clear fluid like mayonnaise squeezed onto a sandwich.

    After ejaculating refreshingly into the slime, I began to regain my senses and felt self-loathing flooding in.

    I wanted to use it more, but the fact that I had genuinely moved my hips for a round droplet was so shameful that I decided to pull out for now.

    SLURP—

    Unlike with my finger, it was a struggle to extract my cock, as if it wanted to hold onto it desperately.

    My cock, finally freed from the inside of the Slime Onahole with a sticky sound, was covered in slime fluid that slowly dripped to the floor.

    [The Slime Onahole’s Fuel is full.]

    [The Blue Slime has submitted.]

    [You have subjugated the Blue Slime.]

    『Slime Onahole』Fuel: 10/10

    【When used, summons a Blue Slime】

    【An onahole with excellent sticky texture that emits a clear, transparent light when illuminated. A small pleasure in the death-filled magic dungeon.】

    “Haa… So the onahole item is a mechanism where you have to charge it with semen by using it like an onahole to be able to use it…”

    Honestly, it was pretty obvious.

    I just wanted to deny it because it was an ability that turns rare humanoid enemies into onaholes.

    “Let’s try using it.”

    I lifted the Slime Onahole with both hands.

    “Come forth!”

    Without any feeling of something leaving, just like when I used Onahole Creation, there was a POP! sound accompanied by billowing white smoke that obscured my vision.

    Thinking it would probably be dangerous to use during urgent combat, I waited for the smoke to clear. The Slime Onahole had disappeared, and in front of me stood a real Blue Slime.

    Wriggle—

    『aaaa’s Onahole: Blue Slime』Level: 05 [Status: Subjugated]
    Health: 21/21 ■■■■■■■■■■
    【A loyal slime onahole moved by the magical power of semen, obedient to its master’s words. Using it frequently might improve your relationship.】

    “Why are there all these weird texts attached?”

    The Slime Onahole, which maintained its teardrop mochi shape unless force was applied, was now actively undulating its body as if trying to express something.

    And the semen remaining inside it gave me the real feeling that I had ejaculated into a monster.

    “Hmm… I should try giving it an order…”

    WRIGGLE!

    Just as I was about to experiment to see how far I could restrict its actions, the Slime Onahole suddenly leaped toward me.

    And I was still in a state of rigid erection with my pants not yet pulled up.

    SLURP— SLURP— SLURP— SLURP— SLURP—♡

    The Blue Slime that had pounced and taken my cock into its body stroked it with an incredibly vulgar sound.

    It was crude caressing, close to reflexive movement with no technique or delicacy, but its fierce strength and high viscosity were ideal for heightening stimulation.

    Not to be outdone, I strongly gripped the slime’s body, which moved as if it would devour me to suck in my semen.

    “ARGH! You fucking… If that’s what you want, I’ll fuck you until you die!”

    SQUELCH—

    [You ejaculated forcefully inside the Blue Slime.]

    [You ejaculated forcefully inside the Blue Slime.]

    [You ejaculated forcefully inside the Blue Slime.]

    [You ejaculated forcefully inside the Blue Slime.]

    And so, next to me as I got up from the floor, there lay the Slime Onahole, which had returned to its onahole state, now completely dyed white.


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