episode_0084

“Hahahahaha! Haha! Ah, my apologies. I didn’t think this little one would actually lose her virginity…”

“Please just shut up, Doctor.”

“At the very least, it’s clear you don’t look like an android merely mimicking emotions.”

The android, who had laughed raucously for a long time with an unbridled laugh, staggered, grabbed the bed, stood up, and feigned wiping away tears.

In the now barely silent lab, the teased Shape Shifter narrowed her eyebrows as if greatly annoyed, staring fixedly at Dr. Pointless, her lips twitching.

A look full of murderous intent.

“Hmph, hehehe… My apologies. I’m sorry.”

Dr. Pointless, having laughed it off coolly, stood up, straightened his clothes, and feigned scratching his head.

*Grrk* Of course, only the sound of metal scraping could be heard, but it was more than enough to convey an awkward feeling.

“Anyway, to repair you, I’ll need to go to the warehouse and get some parts. Please bear with me for a moment.”

“Uh, go ahead.”

“Wait, Doctor. Assemble the parts before you go.”

“If I reattach your limbs, won’t you try to break me? Just wait patiently.”

With that, Dr. Pointless exited the lab as if fleeing.

(Physically) Unlike his cold appearance, he seems to have a stormy personality.

“Damn it.”

The Shape Shifter, left abandoned on the operating table, unable to do anything but flail with her detached limbs, muttered an expletive, clearly displeased with the situation.

Well, I’d hate it too if I were her.

“Damn Doctor. To leave me in this state, with a hypersexual like John Doe-ssi…”

“Wait a minute. Who’s hypersexual? I’m normal. And don’t make it sound like a mental disorder?!”

However, slander against me is intolerable.

At my fervent demand for an explanation, the Shape Shifter turned her head to look at me.

It’s ambiguous to say she “looked” at me since her eyes were still closed, but in any case, she must be using some method to compensate for her vision, so I’ll say she looked.

“Then at least hide *that* and speak.”

“Hmm?”

To the Shape Shifter, who was twitching her chin as she had no hands to point with, I lowered my head.

And there, I saw a crotch swollen as if about to burst.

“Hmm…”

“I don’t know how long it’s been since it got this big and stood up again. Is this normal for a regular man?”

The Shape Shifter lay on the operating table, her gel-form body exposed by Dr. Pointless’s hands, her limbs detached.

Becoming aware of my erection, which I only recognized after she pointed it out, I pondered whether the round mounds at the top of her breasts were meant to represent nipples, as I poked and prodded them with my fingers.

The soft, cool, and somewhat moist sensation felt like touching a sensory toy, like a fidget toy.

It has a different kind of addictiveness compared to when I played with Luna’s breasts.

“You’re just touching it as if it’s natural.”

The Shape Shifter lay there with a resigned expression, as if nothing was happening, even as I rubbed the mounds in circles with my fingertips.

“It’s such a ridiculously erotic body that I’d say this is close to an irresistible force.”

“My body’s base form should be quite far from typical tastes, yet you’re still not a hypersexual?”

“Then why on earth did they put these jugs on you?”

*Squeeze!* When I squeezed the head-sized jelly mass, its shape deformed, but when I let go, it jiggled and bounced back to its original form like a spring with elasticity.

It’s just a little transparent, revealing the skeleton inside, but isn’t it an excellent breast?

Though, I don’t know if milk would come out of it.

*Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!* A new draft beer, cold and refreshing, with the bitter taste of artificial hops, slid smoothly down her throat.

“Kyaah~ My head hurts~”

The white fox, who had chugged it all down as if it were natural, held her head and rolled around on the sofa.

For a heinous criminal who brazenly opened and plundered someone else’s freezer in their hideout, her reaction was certainly undignified.

“You couldn’t even wait that long and you’re drinking again? I told you to restrain yourself.”

“But~ if the fridge is packed full, just begging to be drunk, how can I not touch it?”

As Yuki flung open the refrigerator as if to prove her point, its contents were revealed: silver cans, seemingly made exclusively for alcohol, filled it to the brim.

Then, naturally, she pulled out another can and *hiss* Yuki, with a slightly flushed face, lightly flipped the tab open and immediately brought it to her lips.

“…Alcoholic.”

Seira, who had been dragged in almost like a kidnapping and squeezed between the two, narrowed her eyes at their behavior, then subtly reached out and successfully teleported a beer can without anyone noticing.

Of course, even if they had known, neither of them was the type to care.

“Hehehe~ Seira, let’s see how big you are~”

“…I apologize. She’s a bit of an idiot, but she’s not a bad older sister.”

Perhaps in a good mood after a hard time and some drinks, Yuki slyly wiggled her fingers and pounced on Seira, while Kana shook her head and apologized.

Seira, who was being sexually harassed in real-time as fingers entered her side and belly, casually watched the white fox’s tail, which was gently swaying from side to side as she hugged her, and then answered Kana nonchalantly.

“Is Yuki-san your older sister, Kana-san?”

“We’re twins, so distinguishing between us is meaningless, but I think Yuki was born a few minutes earlier?”

Kana tilted her head, as if trying to recall something, then *hiss* likewise picked up a beer and sipped, wetting her lips.

She frowned slightly and bit her tongue at the bitter taste and alcoholic pungency, different from the highball she usually drank, but soon began to gulp it down.

“I have something I’m curious about regarding the two of you. May I ask a question?”

“Hmm~? What is it?”

“Both of you like John Doe-ssi, don’t you?”

“Mmm…”

What they thought was just simple small talk turned into a very embarrassing question, causing Yuki, who was happily tipsy, Seira, who was looking at her, and Kana, who had been wondering if Seira was a doll, all to hum in thought.

“I’ve worked quite a bit as a mercenary, so I know a lot about the troubles that arise from male-female relationships. Usually, when more than two people get involved in a relationship, problems occur, and John Doe-ssi seems to be like that.”

“We only just met her today, but she’s quite sharp,” the two foxes thought, stumbling awkwardly over their words.

“Hmm… I like both Jun and Kana, so if we can continue to be together, that would actually be good.”

“Yuki and I always had many overlapping tastes, so we shared everything since we were little. I just didn’t realize our taste in men would be the same too.”

Although their answers were slightly different, both explained why they liked the same person without fighting.

“I see.”

Up to this point, it might surprisingly not be that special.

If she sifted through the newspaper’s database from the past, there had been a few similar articles.

Seira thought so, then played with the ear of the white fox who was comfortably lying with her head on Seira’s lap, and brought up the scene she had witnessed.

His appearance, having sex with the Shape Shifter, when she rushed over to provide support.

“Despite that, John Doe-ssi was having sexual relations with another woman.”

“Jun certainly…”

“He does have a lot of women…”

If it were a normal romantic relationship, this would be a story that would make them glare with fire in their eyes and rush with guns, but the two of them were not indifferent, just looking a little displeased, and didn’t seem particularly offended.

At their reaction, Seira tilted her head.

“When I first saw John Doe-ssi, he was with the Shape Shifter…”

“Yes. We already know. We have good noses, so we could tell by Jun’s scent on that woman’s body. Though his body odor was a bit strange, so we were a little uncertain.”

“Body odor…”

“He was giving off such an erotic scent, so he probably went at it until she passed out? We might even be a little envious?”

Seira was uncharacteristically flustered.

What kind of relationship do these people even have?

“You have a face that says you don’t understand~”

“It’s understandable.”

At Seira’s reaction, the fox sisters, as if on cue, displayed sly smiles and wagged their tails, like watching an interesting toy.

“…It is difficult to understand. Then, is there a reason why both of you like John Doe-ssi?”

“A reason for liking him, huh~”

Yuki fiddled with the choker around her neck.

A trace of when she voluntarily put it around her neck and handed him the leash, as proof that she accepted him as her master.

As she fiddled with it, Yuki, unlike her flushed skin from drinking, showed a bright red face and muttered a little shyly.

“A reason for liking my Shujin… It’s embarrassing~”

“…Shujin, huh.”

Seira, having been educated on the somewhat distorted traditions of Neo-Japan as a member of a reputable direct family of Ayakashi, understood Yuki’s murmur.

She subtly glanced towards Kana, who was also fiddling with the choker on her neck, similarly blushing and folding her ears forward.

Seira could only gape like a cat from an old internet meme at the two, who were vaguely stalling for time about what kind of master they meant, as they both held their chokers, which oddly resembled dog collars.

“A reason to like Jun, huh~ Well, first of all, he scratches really good spots, doesn’t he?”

“Huh?”

“Ugh-ugh-ohoh─?! Guhooooh!?”

*Squish! Squish! Squish! Squish! Squish!* The clinic room, vacated by the android master, was filled with vulgar screams.

On the operating table, the Shape Shifter, with a black gel body, lay helpless without limbs, unable to resist, as her pussy was defenselessly prodded by a finger, letting out cries. The finger, moving back and forth within her sticky, viscous interior, was thoroughly coated in a thick, lustrous liquid.

“You’re going to come anyway when your pussy is prodded, so why pretend you didn’t want it at all?”

“Wa-wait,.. Uuok♥ Hoooh♥ I, I’m sorry─?! Guhiiiit─!!”

The Shape Shifter, prodded while helpless and unable to do anything, writhing and thrusting her hips in vulgar movements, unbefitting her name of Seven High.

I shoved my finger back into her pussy, which had been pulling away on its own, forcefully plunging it into the liquid fascial nerves that had just retracted.

The entire internal gel was equipped with nerve-assisting functions to counteract the gel body’s inherent dullness, which had now backfired. The interior, having been stimulated for a long time and turned squelchy, was now practically a G-spot every millimeter.

“It seems her reactions got even better after a single prodding.”

Watching her flop and bounce like a fish, I prodded my finger even deeper and stirred it roughly and widely, to an extent impossible with a normal pussy.

The sight of the finger traversing the Shape Shifter’s pussy inside, crisscrossing back and forth, was explicitly visible.

“Please, please take it out─ Nghoooh?!!”

The fluids are sticky and don’t spray out, so cleanup should be easy.