episode_0065

Taking advantage of the chaos caused by the inventory failure issue, all the men returned to work.

The only thing left is Mr. Jasim, the joke craftsman.

Two miners grumbling that they haven’t beaten my ass yet,

There were only five members of the patrol team, including Nurk and Parcho.

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I tidied up my clothes, put them on my head, and organized my lunch box. The nipples and beans were dissatisfied, but there was nothing they could do.

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When I return later, I have to masturbate by pinching the tip♡

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“So, what is that?”

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“Ah, uh, I mean, it’s just a sacred object. It’s like an antique so it doesn’t have much function.”

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I looked around and avoided my eyes in response to Mr. Parcho’s question. I thought I was the type of person who was good at lying, but I guess I wasn’t because I felt a cold sweat rising from the back of my head.

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Being good at lying is also a talent.

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“Huh? Isn’t it an antique? Something like text or a picture was displayed? Give it to me. I will fix it!”

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“Ah! Give it back!”

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Since I didn’t have anywhere to store it – I was going to put it in the back pocket of my pants, but I didn’t know when the men would spank my ass again – Nuck snatched the tablet he was holding in his hand. That bastard really!

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“Look at this. Hazel your name is popping up!”

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“Huh?”

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It was definitely strange.

When Grecia was holding it, Grecia’s information appeared, but why does my information appear even when Nurk is holding it?

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Even the content seems a little different.

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I looked closely at the tablet screen that Nurk was holding next to me.

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Saint Hazel’s lewd state setting

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full sensitivity

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breast sensitivity

nipple sensitivity

Clitoral Sensitivity

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The sight of such absurd information lined up is the same as when I picked up the tablet. But there was one thing that was clearly different between them.

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Breast milk secretion constitution setting

[None / Temporary / Always]

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Even that slide was activated so that it could be manipulated. Startled, I snatched the tablet away.

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Then the item disappeared!

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Even when I touched and scrolled down, there was no related content.

There was only the basic sensitivity control bar that had existed before.

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Umm.

I’m starting to have a really bad feeling… …

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“What, can you touch that? Give it back.”

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“Ahh! Hey!”

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The bad premonition became reality. Nurk quickly manipulated the stolen tablet as he pleased. Why is it so quick to adapt to modern culture?

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Breast milk secretion constitution setting

[None / Temporary / Always]

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It’s changed. It really has changed! It was none, but it changed temporarily!

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I couldn’t hold back my anger and used Detect Weakness on Nurk.

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“Yaaa! You can’t touch it arbitrarily! You did it!”

“Kkgeong!”

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“Oh, my shoulder, it looks like my shoulder is missing! Ouch. Mr. Parcho! How do I do this?”

“What, you can’t even insert your shoulder directly? Huh. Look back.”

“Kyaaagh! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!”

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Even though the tablet was in my hands, the contents were not erased. Rather fortunate? I need to quickly manipulate the slider to turn it off.

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“Huh? Why is this like this?”

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I put my finger on the slide, but it didn’t move.

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When I tried to move a few more times, a pop-up message appeared.

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‘Changed values ​​cannot be changed again until at least 60 minutes have passed.’

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‘You do not have permission to change that value.’

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These two messages occurred to me alternately.

No, it’s my body. Why don’t I have permission?

And what is the cooldown!

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At that time, my mental resistance activated.

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okay. Let’s calm down.

It’s just that the value of the app has changed, right? I don’t feel anything wrong with my body. Plus, now that we’ve taken Nurk’s shoulder off, there’s no one to touch the tablet anymore.

Even if something goes wrong with your body, you only have to endure it for an hour.

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After I calmed down, I felt like I knew roughly what was going on.

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‘Oh, but they say milk comes out from there when you’re pregnant? I’m curious about that. ‘Can I milk it like a real cow?’

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It was Nurk’s curious words, and Rel and Parcho chimed in on this, and in the end, I decided that it would be okay for breast milk to come out as long as I could squeeze the nipple.

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Then there is only one conclusion.

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It meant that I could hand over control of my body to a man if he wanted it and I agreed to it.

Whether or not it actually works aside, the tablet itself functions that way.

Of course, the detailed operation method may be different from my guess, but I don’t think there will be a big difference here.

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Ugh…

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Shouldn’t this really be buried somewhere, rather than being carried around?

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In the meantime, I thought it would be easy to store it in the inventory inside the mouth of the boner, but it suddenly became a big problem because it broke down when I put it in.

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“No, so what should we do? Is it just us who can’t beat them and that’s the end?”

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At that time, two men who were looking at this situation in bewilderment started making noises.

That’s right. It seemed like it would be a bit of a problem to send away only two out of nearly 30 men who couldn’t do it.

It was said in a drama I watched last year that group rifts always arise from trivial complaints.

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“Then free hug. How about giving me a hug?”

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I glanced at Mr. Jasim and started talking, wondering if the two dissatisfied men might also like it.

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“What are you talking about? We want to know if we can break through forbidden magic! Ass vs.”

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The world view here is so strange. Even in romance fantasy, if you are over 15 years old, rape of the sub female protagonist comes as standard! They say he’s a dick, but he just likes teasing.

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“But, as you can see from what other people are doing, this is something that everyone has to agree with.”

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It was like that. No matter how much men controlled my mind like a loving lover, they couldn’t hit me. I also had to expect men to spank my ass.

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“But even if I collapse, I don’t feel like it because I’m not feeling well. What should I do? First, let’s hug and meet at the restaurant in the evening… ”

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“Why are you thinking so complicated? Aren’t women creatures that immediately become horny and rush at you when you hug them and pet them?”

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Mr. Parcho is spewing out sexist remarks.

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“I guess so. Unless you put it in, shake it, and wrap it, you can do anything. I ate a delicious lunch and received a potion. Come here.”

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Before I could protest, a miner man as big as Mr. Parcho pulled me into a hug.

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Should I say I was pulled or should I say my body was sucked into a horizontal free fall and collided? Anyway, he hugged me with a violent movement.

It was done so hastily that I couldn’t even straighten my arms and was held at attention as if I was being eaten into the body of a large man.

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The man’s body odor filling my nasal passages heated up my cooled body like a lie.

I really hate it, estrus… But okay.

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I was already in a state of mind that was going back and forth. It’s strange. Normally I would resist a little more, but this time it’s too fast?

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Oh right, now that I think about it, I ended up trying to go by pinching my nipples or hitting my clitoris with my palm, but I couldn’t go.

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Even though I couldn’t move from the man’s arms, I somehow tried to find pleasure by rubbing my chest against his solar plexus.

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“Good, good. I’ll pat you on the head, so tell me when you feel like getting spanked?”

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What kind of caress is that?

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I laughed out loud, but the man stretched out his really big hand to the back of my head (Munner had already quickly jumped to Mr. Parcho and ran away), pressed my forehead against his solar plexus, and started stroking it.

Still, surprisingly, he stroked me along the grain from top to bottom. Haha♡

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“Huh♡”

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“Good, good. Nice, nice.”

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He was in a state of restraint, unable to move his head, arms, or legs at all. Isn’t the nasal cavity no different from being bound since it can’t assume positions other than those typical of men doing physical labor?

The only mouth with free will was to let out sweet breaths.

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I could feel the area getting wet again and my nipples getting bigger. I want to keep being held like this, but first let’s ask for a spanking.

At that time, I should secretly masturbate and leave♡

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“Huh? What are you drooling about… Huh? hey! What is this!”

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“Huh?”

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At that time, the man released the restraints and pushed me out. My free limbs felt lonely again.

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“You, you. Are you pregnant?”

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“Ugh? Me?”

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A man holding my shoulder, looking me up and down, and making stupid noises. I came to my senses.

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“No, what are you talking about! I am… I’m not a girl, but I’m not pregnant!”

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Then the man pointed toward my chest with his chin. What on earth is my heart…

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When I looked down at my breasts, my blouse was damp and my nipples and areolas were visible.

And, as if to claim that it wasn’t wet due to external factors, I could still see droplets seeping through the fabric.

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“Aaaah! What is this!”

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“Mother, breast milk, breast milk! Hey Hazel, you black plate. That must really be the goddess’ sacred relic. Give it to me quickly. huh? It’s because of what I touched earlier, right? Wouldn’t something else work?”

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The 20-year-old Nurk, the youngest member of the patrol team who I thought was an idiot, was much more perceptive than I expected.

Don’t say it out loud, idiot.

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mom. I don’t have a boyfriend or a baby, but I became a daughter who started producing milk.