Irresistible Force

Of course, it’s natural that most people wouldn’t know about this, right?

Even so… how should I help her?

As if enchanted by the hazy feeling, I nodded, and Veronica slowly pulled up her clothes. Her pale white thighs were revealed, and, as if mocking my expectation of seeing underwear, a smooth crevice immediately came into view. Soon after, a rod, stiff and pointing upwards, appeared.

“…”

“D-don’t misunderstand! I’m not wearing anything because I’m afraid it’ll stretch!”

“Ah.”

I almost misunderstood Veronica as *that* kind of person.

Putting that aside… why is it so hard to breathe? I haven’t even turned on a boiler, which only exists in my memories, so why did it suddenly get so hot?

“What’s wrong all of a sudden?”

Veronica’s questioning voice reached me. Every time she spoke, the rod twitched. Is that why… my eyes keep drifting to it? I shook my head and turned to face Veronica.

“It’s nothing. By the way, isn’t the room a bit… hot?”

“Huh? Is it?”

Veronica looked around, then shivered while her clothes were still pulled up, and replied,

“Isn’t it rather a bit chilly…?”

“…”

Am I the strange one? No, of course it would feel chilly if her lower body was so exposed.

I gathered the crumpled blanket and handed it to Veronica. Veronica tilted her head but hugged the blanket to her chest.

The rod was still hard. As if to remind me of that, a hint of distress began to seep into Veronica’s voice.

“I’m grateful, but… could you… help me soon? It’s a little… painful.”

“…I’m sorry, it’s my fault.”

“I-I’m not rushing you… it’s just a little… unfamiliar…”

Indeed… even if she had done it before, most of the time she had no memory, or it was done haphazardly… and she wasn’t born with it like Cecil or Claudia, so this situation itself might be overwhelming for her.

I steadied my hazy mind. I moved closer to Veronica and reached out my hand. As she had said, her body was slightly cold, but-

Inversely, a very hot sensation emanated from the rod.

It’s strange, but… I keep trying to gauge its size. Is it because it was made from Cecil’s? It looked bigger than the one that appeared due to the Beastification Potion.

It wasn’t as monstrous as Cecil’s, but I wondered if it was bigger than my own, which was now faint.

…Anyway, it was large.

I tried to form a ring with my thumb and forefinger to grasp it, but it looked very tight. Realizing it wouldn’t work, I just placed my hand on it. Something protruding, whether veins or something else, caught on my hand. Every time I moved my hand up and down, my fingers kept catching with a ‘tick, tick’ sensation.

…I thought it was a bit strange, but I let it be. Every time I stroked it up and down, Veronica’s rod twitched. I shook my hand and looked at the tip… it seemed a little red.

It looked flushed red from the friction heat. Realizing my mistake, I checked Veronica’s face.

…Hmm.

Veronica was enduring it, biting the blanket.

“Ah, if it hurt, you should have said something.”

“I thought you were doing it correctly…”

Veronica mumbled that as she spat out the blanket, which was damp with bite marks.

…I feel like I made the same mistake last time. But what can I do? How many times would I have experience holding and shaking someone else’s thing?

If it were attached to me, I could touch it and adjust it myself.

…Even so, it was an inexcusable excuse.

“I’m sorry…”

“…I’ll tell you if it hurts too.”

We exchanged apologies… and I turned my gaze back to Veronica’s rod. Like last time, why wasn’t that sticky fluid coming out?

Thinking about it now wouldn’t give me an answer. First… collection.

After mumbling for a moment, I spat out natural… lotion onto my palm.

“Beh…”

“W-what are you doing?”

“This will make it less painful.”

“…I can’t understand you.”

…It would be better to show her than explain. With my hand thoroughly wet with the natural lotion, I grasped Veronica’s rod and carefully moved it.

My squelching hand slid across Veronica’s rod. The squelching sound, which hadn’t been heard before, echoed in the room.

“…So that’s how it is. The soap foam hurt.”

Soon after, along with Veronica’s murmur, I felt something other than my saliva on my hand. Something sticky.

But… hearing the words ‘soap foam’ reminded me of what happened in the bathroom.

“…Come to think of it, didn’t I demonstrate it once before?”

“W-well, an Assistant came in midway… so my memory is vague…”

“…Really?”

I figured that was the case and continued moving my hand.

…I definitely remember her liking the tip back then.

Indeed, when I spread my palm and rubbed it against the front part of Veronica’s rod, a cute moan escaped her.

“Ahk…”

…It was a little fun. Forgetting that I needed to collect it, I became engrossed in the task as if possessed.

The result was obvious.

“W-wait, Ah, Asha-aat…”

Veronica’s semen gushed out, hitting my palm and falling onto the bedsheet. Some forcefully splattered between my fingers, wetting the floor.

I stared blankly at the substance that had soiled my hand. It was hot.

It definitely didn’t seem to have the same effect as Cecil’s semen. But why was my lower abdomen tingling… and throbbing?

…Did I eat too much dinner?

“You s-said you needed to collect it… and I told you it felt like it was going to come out…”

Veronica was looking at me, her face flushed red. Perhaps she had felt good, as her mouth was stained with saliva, accompanied by ragged breaths.

“…Hmm, sorry.”

I apologized softly and sniffed the substance on my hand.

“W-what are you doing!?”

“Since it’s already like this, I’m curious what’s different.”

It didn’t smell sweet like Cecil’s. And it wasn’t as fishy as I had expected. It was also different from the smell I remembered from handling myself in my previous life.

Tasting it… probably wasn’t a good idea.

Since it had spilled onto my palm, I couldn’t use it for research. I wondered where to wipe it off, then just rubbed it on the bed. My hand, which had sunk into the soft surface, quickly became clean.

I turned to Veronica, and she was looking at me with a strange expression.

“What’s wrong?”

“O-oh, nothing. Anyway, what should we do?”

I glanced down and saw that the bulging rod, which had been resting on Veronica’s clean crevice, was no longer visible. It seemed to be a one-time use item.

…Well, what does it matter? Can’t she just take the medicine again?

“Veronica, I’m sorry, but… could you take the medicine one more time?”

“…”

Veronica, who had been looking at me with dissatisfaction, obediently opened the box and took out a pill.

“Wait a moment.”

“…Now what?”

I slowly moved my body and got down to the floor. And… I knelt down so I could clearly see Veronica’s lower body.

“You can take it now.”

“…”

“I was curious about how it grows each time.”

Perhaps I was a little excited because Cecil already had one, and Claudia effectively did too, so Veronica was the only one who could take the medicine and show me.

When I looked up at Veronica, who had suddenly become quiet, she was looking at me with an inexplicably angry face.

Only then did I realize my mistake.

“Ah… I-I’m sorry…”

Before Veronica could reply, I heard the creak of the door opening. Startled, I clung to Veronica’s leg. Veronica, feeling the same way I did, covered me with the blanket she was hugging.

“Veronica-nim? Is Asha-nim not here?”

Cecil’s voice was heard.

“Cecil… shouldn’t you knock before… entering someone else’s room?”

“Is that so? Understood!”

I heard the sound of the door closing, then a knock. Veronica sighed and told her to come in, and with a creak, footsteps were heard.

“…That’s not what I meant just now.”

“Is that so?”

“…Kkeueung.”

Along with Veronica’s groan, the footsteps gradually drew closer. Feeling like I was doing something I shouldn’t, I touched Veronica’s thigh to signal her. To send her away.

Her soft flesh twitched. Fortunately, it seemed my intention was conveyed, as Veronica continued speaking to send Cecil away.

“A-anyway, Cecil. What brings you to Asha’s room?”

“Ah! Cecil came because she wanted to kiss Asha-nim before she fell asleep!”

“…Oh, is that so?”

Veronica pulled the blanket closer. That is to say… she buried my face in her thigh as if hugging me. I felt heat from her exposed lower body. Soon, I heard a chewing sound.

“Asha… went out for a short night walk. I’m waiting for Asha because I have something to discuss… so I don’t think a kiss will be possible today.”

“Is that so?”

Then, the rod began to grow before my eyes. Somehow… I felt it was an incomprehensible sight. Perhaps due to the lingering sensation from a moment ago, this time it was stiffly erect.

…In other words, the rod began to press against my face.

“U-uhm… I’ll t-tell her that Cecil came… so, for today, how about you j-just go to sleep?”

“Can’t I wait until Asha-nim returns?”

While the two of them bickered, I was in contact with the rod under the blanket. And it was on my face.

As if sharing its state, semen, which had oozed out from the tip, rubbed against my cheek, and a sticky, lukewarm smell began to fill the blanket.

Somehow, breathing became difficult. My lower abdomen tingled and throbbed again. For some reason, I felt moisture on my thighs.

Even though I didn’t want to smell it, the strange, peculiar scent I had smelled earlier kept entering my nostrils as it emanated from beside me. Memories resurfacing in my mind made my body twitch.

A clear abnormality.

However, all I could do was twitch my body. My mind kept getting hazier.

“Understood. Cecil will return now.”

“…Y-yes, that’s a good idea.”

The footsteps moved away, then stopped.

“Why is that?”

“It’s Asha-nim’s scent…”

“It’s Asha’s room, so isn’t that n-natural?”

After that, I think I heard the door close. Soon after, the blanket was pulled back, and Veronica’s voice was heard, but-

I couldn’t hear her well.

“A-Asha? W-what’s wrong?”

I felt empty… My lower abdomen ached. As if wanting something.