Experiment Failure

I went down to the kitchen with the somewhat dejected girl. For some reason, the girl had a dissatisfied expression, but I didn’t bother asking why.

Well… maybe her masturbation wasn’t satisfying? That’s information I’d rather not know.

My stomach still wasn’t feeling well enough to eat meat in the morning, so I settled for a salad, leftover bread, and a boiled egg.

This is the last egg too…

I want to drink milk.

I watched the girl diligently munching on the meal I prepared for her. Her munching was cute. She ate well, too.

…My food expenses will double.

Feeling gloomy at the news, I tormented the salad with my fork before putting it in my mouth, and then realized that since I was eating less, the expenses might end up being similar.

Should I be happy about that…? I don’t know. My mood kept fluctuating between good and bad, which was truly strange. I had no appetite at all and was just picking at my food when the girl, who had finished her meal, approached me.

“Asha-nim.”

“Hm?”

She sniffed her nose close to me, then tilted her head.

“There’s a strange smell.”

“A strange smell?”

“A strange smell, not Asha-nim’s own scent, is mixed in with Asha-nim’s scent.”

…Is she a dog beastfolk, not a Homunculus?

“Someone came to get a potion while you were sleeping. That person was a beastfolk.”

“Is that so?”

She nodded, seemingly understanding.

“Do you like animals, by any chance?”

“Animals, you say?”

“Yeah.”

I wondered if I could enjoy irresponsible pleasure if she said she liked them. The girl’s face became thoughtful, as if she was pondering for a moment.

“I’ve never seen one directly, so I don’t really know.”

“Really…?”

The girl sniffed her nose again.

“But I don’t think it would be very good.”

“You don’t?”

“No.”

That’s a shame. Anyway, I don’t have the luxury for it yet.

“Oh, I thought of a name for you.”

At that, the girl looked at me with sparkling eyes. I cleared my throat and calmly opened my mouth.

Your name from today will be Cecilia, and your nickname will be Cecil.

“Your name from today is Erection.”

I chewed on my words and realized I had made a mistake. Cold sweat ran down my back.

But… our Erection-yang seemed to like it. With her face still sparkling, she quietly chanted “Erection” a few times, then continued speaking.

“Erection, you say?”

“Ah, no, that’s not it…”

“It sounds like a pretty name.”

Are you serious?

Really?

“That was a joke just now.”

“Was it?”

“Yes.”

“Is that so?”

She looked a little dejected, as if she liked the name Erection.

…No matter what, I couldn’t name a girl Erection, so I firmly corrected her and moved to the Workshop. I had no appetite at all, after all.

“Then… Cecil?”

“Yes, Asha-nim.”

“Then, could you make the same potion as yesterday?”

“Understood.”

Cecil’s silver hair bounced as she ran to the Preservation Box. I watched contentedly as she diligently took out the ingredients I had explained and began her work, then I opened another Preservation Box myself.

First… that.

Cecil’s essence.

I took out the Sealed Beaker I had placed in the Preservation Box. Honestly, after this much time, it should have diffused and become murky, but it still boasted a jelly-like stickiness and density. While putting it in the Preservation Box might have contributed, even so, this was a bit… strange.

I held it and gently shook it, and it made me think of milk. All sorts of strange things look like milk to me now.

Should I try taking out just a little?

I took out a Mouse Pipette from the tool box. I slightly opened the sealed lid, inserted it, and then brought my mouth to the end. The sight of sucking the essence through a straw-like device wasn’t ideal, but I had no choice.

…I should have spent more money on this if I had known.

Anyway, I sucked it in with my mouth. Slowly, being careful not to accidentally swallow it. But… it was too sticky and wouldn’t suck up well. I’ll try sucking a little harder-

“Asha-nim?”

“Hup! Cough! Cough! Ju-just a momeeent…”

Ah, fuck, I swallowed it.

I gagged and ran to the bathroom. My throat felt sticky. My tongue felt slick.

I went into the bathroom and closed the door.

I put my finger in to try and vomit what had gone down my throat, but something felt strange.

“Hngh…? Ugh?”

My finger pressing down on my tongue felt good. So much so that my mind felt hazy from the pressure on my tongue.

I stood blankly for a moment, then pulled my finger out. A long, silver string stretched from my mouth to my finger. I felt moisture around my mouth.

Wiping my saliva and clearing my throat, a sweet sensation lingered. But I had no time to worry about that. My body suddenly… became hot.

“Ugh… what is this, why is this happening?”

The slight fever I had experienced yesterday returned. This time, it was more severe. My mind was hazy, and my body itched. I felt something lumpy gathering in my lower abdomen, blocking something.

It was difficult to control my body with this strange, new sensation. I gripped the toilet and gasped for breath.

My breath… was hot. My mouth was wet with fluid.

“Hngh…”

Especially the inner thighs… and even more so, the place where a rod used to be was particularly intense. So much so that I wanted to scratch it immediately.

Feeling uneasy, I gasped for breath for a long time, but eventually, I couldn’t bear it and surrendered my hazy mind to my body.

I put my white, slender hand, which didn’t feel like my own, between my legs. I touched the small protrusion where a rod should have been.

“Huh?”

I felt something being satisfied along with a tingling sensation. This, I had to touch this. This time, I went beyond just touching it, flicking my index finger and rubbing it. A tingling sensation began sending a signal from the small protrusion to my lower abdomen.

I felt the lumpy sensation gathering, wanting to go somewhere. Another flick, and it spread out with a ‘paat’ sound. My body, thinking this was the answer, flicked my finger on its own.

“Hngh… Hiiik… Heeek…”

I continued touching it, groaning like a beast. Ju-just a little more, and the strange feeling gathered in my lower abdomen seemed like it would disappear.

Just then, a voice came from beyond the closed door. It was Cecil.

“Asha-nim?”

“Hngh!”

I bit my arm to stifle the sound caused by my already flicking finger. The bitten forearm quickly became damp. Cecil’s voice continued.

“Asha-nim? Are you alright?”

When I didn’t answer, still biting my forearm, Cecil seemed to sense something was wrong and tried to open the door. I pulled my arm from my mouth and grabbed the handle. I tried hard to suppress the strange pleasure given by my unceasing finger and replied to Cecil.

“Hngh, I-I’m fine. My sto-stomach just hurts a bit.”

“Are you sure you don’t need help?”

“U-uh, yeah…”

There was a splashing sound from the fluid flowing out of my crevice. If I dragged this out any longer, I felt like I would show this disgraceful state to Cecil.

“I-I’m fine, so go back to the Wo-Workshop…”

 “Understood.”

As Cecil, who had hesitated for a moment, moved away, something gathered in my lower abdomen burst out. Intensely, like a dam opening its floodgates. I brought my forearm to my mouth again, fearing Cecil might hear. My already bitten forearm was red with my teeth marks, but I had no time to worry about that.

“Hngh!!!”

I collapsed to the floor, biting my forearm and surrendering to the unknown sensation. The floor was soaked with the liquid that spurted out with a ‘pyuut’ sound from my crevice. With the sudden urge to urinate, I released more fluid.

I trembled, immersed in the lingering afterglow for a long time. Only after exhaling heated breaths for a while did my body return to normal. I tried to get up by leaning on the wall, but my legs were trembling so much that I couldn’t stand.

In the end, I sat back down and buried my face in my knees. I shivered, feeling my shirt clinging to my damp body and the moisture on my buttocks.

“Fuck… what the hell just happened?”

I cursed pointlessly. I couldn’t rationally assess the situation. My body’s sudden strange reactions were bewildering.

Soon, a wave of self-loathing washed over me, making me forget even why I had come here.

“…I need to quickly find a way to return to my original body.”

Before dwelling on the cause, I first cleaned up the mess I had made. I brought a rag to wipe the floor and changed my clothes. I wanted to shower, but that would take too long.

I rinsed my mouth with water and headed to the Workshop. Cecil was waiting for me, whining like a dog that needed to poop. I sighed and approached Cecil.

“…What’s wrong?”

Cecil, upon seeing me, brightened and came running, her silver hair fluttering.

“I was doing what Asha-nim instructed, but a problem arose.”

“What kind?”

“The ingredients you mentioned ran out.”

“Ah.”

Now that I thought about it, I should have gone shopping. I should have gone out first instead of experimenting.

…Everything’s a mess.

It’s all because my body changed. It’s not my fault.

Cecil sniffed her nose.

“Asha-nim!”

“What.”

“You smell good!”

“…What are you talking about?”

“The beast smell is gone!”

Is it because I changed clothes?

“Right, right…”

As I planned our outing and stroked Cecil’s head, I noticed Cecil’s shirt was bulging out.

In other words… it was erect again. Not completely, but half-erect…? Cecil didn’t seem to have noticed yet.

“Cecil.”

“Yes.”

“We’re going out, so let’s get ready.”

“An outing?”

“Yeah… there’s a lot to buy.”

“Understood.”

At times like these, pretending not to notice is best.

“But what kind of preparations should I make?”

“…Uh, hmm.”

I was momentarily flustered by the unexpected question, then replied.

“…Money?”

At that, Cecil’s red eyes widened. She looked like a rabbit.

“Oh no! I don’t have any money.”

“…I have the money, so don’t worry.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes…”

By now, Cecil’s shirt had also settled down, her mind filled with thoughts of the outing. With a sigh, I tidied up the Workshop.

Putting away the beaker containing Cecil’s essence felt a little unsettling. It seemed to be the cause of all this, after all.

My rinsed mouth still felt sticky.