I， Who Became a Woman， Fell to the Bottom. 60

Chapter 60 – Unhealthy Esthetic _ Fortunately, It Seems to Be Recovering.

Unhealthy esthetic_Fortunately, it seems to be recovering.

Hmm…

How to say, I didn’t know how to do it because it was so natural, or maybe it was because it was the most basic action, I couldn’t understand how I moved my muscles.

It goes down the spinal cord from the cerebrum and stimulates the motor nerve through the somatic nervous system to transmit a signal to the skeletal muscle, contracting or relaxing the muscle through ATP. Well, in reality, it will go through a more complex and highly detailed work procedure. In any case, if you think about it, the movements and movements of the body are accomplished through grandiose and very complicated procedures.

There are probably not many people who control their movements by paying attention to each and every movement of their muscles. It was an act that could have been taken for granted, just like breathing. That’s why I was very embarrassed to suddenly be unable to do it.

It seems that he is hiding and resting, is that at least fortunate?

Something moves in my head!, Move! I tried to send a signal while doing it, but my body couldn’t move anything against my will, whether it was right or something wrong.

“Uh, um… I don’t know if I’m thinking wrong, but by any chance, Ha-eun, is your body not moving as you please? Or did you just pass out? For something like that, her voice is flowing, and she seems to be conscious… ?

As expected, Cynthia-san expresses her doubt as to whether it seemed like something was wrong no matter how much she thought about just flowing water.

As if she was right, she desperately tried to answer, thinking that maybe she could solve the situation.

Some kind of harmony, some kind of body doesn’t move, but if it was something that made a sound, I could do anything.

What kind of harmony is it really, according to my vague knowledge, making a voice must be something controlled through muscles, but why can I make a sound but my body can’t move? And I wonder if I can’t vocalize again even though I can hear the sound… It was full of absurdities.

“.~… ~~… !!”

It was a mumbling voice that could be heard, but could not even decipher what it meant. Nevertheless, as the only thing that can move by itself, I desperately try to inform Cynthia.

“~~..~~~!!”

I try to express my own opinion that something is wrong or that I cannot move my body.

Come to think of it, if my physical condition continues as it is, maybe if this situation was also what Cynthia intended, what if that happens and I end up in her hands… Suspicion like that kind of delusion sprouts.

Anxious for a moment

Even so, she had only her to rely on, so she just hoped that something like her delusion wouldn’t happen, and she let out a sound that didn’t move on her own.

“Hmm… Is your voice coming out? No, if you see that there is only a purring sound, is that not going your way?… It may be more serious than you think.”

“Cynthia, did you buy it?”

“Hmm… It’s strange, I think I’ve been harassing it to the extent that it doesn’t cause any problems… The fact that you become more promiscuous than you think compared to the drug you administered, and the speed and depth of falling into witchcraft… Is it because Ha-eun’s body is weak?”

“No, if I knew that, I should have adjusted it appropriately.”

“Hmm… If that’s the case, wouldn’t Muna-san also be happy and do things quite freely?”

Two people arguing about responsibility. No, I want them to respond appropriately rather than arguing about such things.

“Ha… Well, now it’s meaningless to argue about who was at fault or who was serious. Shall we first check what happened?”

“Well, that would be right. I hope it’s not a big problem… “

After a brief quarrel, he thought that there would be no solution if he just shifted the responsibility as it is, and only then did he present a somewhat productive opinion.

After saying that, Cynthia lowered her head and looked at my face.

Blue eyes that seem to fall out. The eyes that seemed to reflect my inner self were staring at me clearly.

“~~♪, ~~~~♪ .. ♪ ~~♪”

I don’t know if it’s magic or witchcraft, but a melody that seems to have some meaning is whispered from her lips. It must be something special that I can’t explain with the common sense I know, so until now, something special would happen if this unknown melody was whispered from her mouth.

I just lean on it to see if something like her magic will work a miracle this time too.

A feeling of refreshment hit my body, as if something blue wave was sweeping through my body. It was a very short time, but the cool flow was very refreshing.

The brief tingle that ran up my spine, the cool flow made me feel a little better, but that was all. The feeling of refreshment came in a very short time and quickly disappeared. Still, the body did not move. It was a mysterious production that seemed like something special was about to happen, but steam leaked out. It just flashed for a moment, and I felt a little cool on my body, but it didn’t seem like anything special had happened. As if she had thought that something special she didn’t know would be able to solve this situation at once, she just felt regret in this state where nothing had changed.

“Hmm… , Hmm… ?, Hmmm…”

Whether she knew my feelings or not, she chanted something and suddenly closed her eyes and just um… Um… He was making incomprehensible sounds. It was a habit or something, and she was tapping her temples with her slender index fingers. If you think about the situation that seems to be troubled, you must be thinking about the abnormal phenomenon that occurred in your body.

Hmmm… , Hmm… ?, Hmmm… Hmm!”

He seemed to be thinking about something like that, and then a high-pitched scream suddenly flowed. Did she know something? I wish she did.

Then, this time, he recites something like an incantation.

“~~♪, ~~♪ .. ~~♪”

It’s a unique tone, it seems like something has changed every time, but I’m not sure what the tone does or what it’s for. A unique tone that cannot be understood, whether it is a regularity or a language somewhere. A faint light shines from the bottom of her hand, and the light beam scans my face up and down. As if copying with a photocopier, the white light slowly sweeps up and down my hair.

“Hmm… ,”

Another worried look, but this time it wasn’t that long. It wasn’t long before he caught on to something, and he recited the melody again.

Several iterations.

At this point, even a moderately ignorant person will be able to make a rough analogy, probably diagnosing my body with some special power.

Fortunately, the expression of Cynthia-san, who was scanning my body from earlier, was not so dark. At least, if Cynthia hadn’t had a bad heart, this situation wouldn’t be very pleasant, and despite that, I think that the fact that her expression isn’t dark means that it’s not a serious situation, or that she can be treated.

Sure enough, after several iterations, Cynthia finally opened her eyes and explained her current situation in an even tone.

I don’t know the details because there are a lot of strange technical terms that I can’t understand, but in a nutshell, it was like that. An excessive amount of pleasure signals were flowing in my body more than expected, and my body, which had received the drug effect strangely well, amplified the signals, making it a dangerous situation. I was going to take it out, but it was strangely too weak, so it was said that it went excessively than expected.

As a result, the cranial nerves overflowed with signals beyond the limit at once, and there was some damage to the cranial nerves. He explained that it left aftereffects of several errors in the central nervous system, and that he was unable to control his body as he pleased.

? Brain damage? Isn’t that dangerous? No, it seems to be a dangerous situation in real time, but I wondered why he was talking about it casually, but fortunately he said that it was not a very serious situation, and that this level could be quickly treated with future magic technology. Awesome future magic. It will still be the same 21st century, but what is the difference?

What is clear is that it is at least a treatable problem, and that Cynthia was able to do it.

I was seriously worried in my heart, but I was really relieved. The relief that spreads, I don’t know what else, but I knew that this situation could be improved, and that it could be cured. That was enough.

I thought that I wanted to be raped all day without being able to do anything because I had my limbs cut off, or that I wanted to be drugged and indulge in pleasure without thinking about anything, but when I heard that it would happen, I was afraid.

What if this situation continues like this?

What if you really can’t do anything and are treated as you please?

The fear of impending doom. The consequences that would happen as a result of throwing life away were terrifying even for me, who thought I was going that way myself.

Like dolls, like livestock… Totally different, the lowest, the worst life ever. Desperate life. A life like a disabled person who can’t do anything for himself, is just used, obeys, obeys, bullies, and is treated like a tool without will for pleasure.

Even though I was afraid of it, I wonder why, really, I had already eaten it. I was also able to discover myself harboring vague fantasies and expectations in that situation.

There may have been, one and another future. There was a certain feeling of strange pleasure in that unfortunate fall.

The miserable oneself… Ah, why does it look so beautiful?

I couldn’t tell.

Was it like that from the beginning, or was it when I became this body? Because you didn’t think this body was yours? The only thing I could think of was to be irresponsible and do it when the time came.

With this kind of image, how on earth have you been able to live a normal life? … Or has something really changed drastically, the answer is unknown.

“Anyway, it’s fortunate~ There was some damage to the central nerve or brain cells, but I don’t think there will be any permanent loss or sequelae. Haa~ I was surprised… Really, why did this happen? Even though it was a bit breathtaking, I didn’t touch it to a level that was unreasonable, but I would say that Ha-eun’s body is weaker than I thought, or that her medicine is good… The human body is so profound.”

“Still, it’s just a bit of overload, so with a few healing techniques and a simple recovery potion, you’ll get better soon. Hmm… ? An hour or so? Wouldn’t that be enough to bring it back to its original state?”

“Oh, that’s a relief, I thought something big was about to happen, but I thought I was going to write it later.”

“The poem is not important. Because I almost got into trouble. So, didn’t I tell you to be a bit careful?”

“Ugh, no, yes, by the way, I didn’t even think it would work this well, no, more than that, isn’t Cynthia your responsibility for this situation to some extent? Isn’t it a little too much for you to be smiling and having a lot of fun and only talking about me?”

“Ugh… Well, I don’t think I’m going too far, although I did… Haeun-sshi responded so well~”

“Anyway, it’s fortunate that there weren’t any major problems, what should I have done if I had turned into a vegetable like this… “

“Ah, that’s it… Well, since I signed it anyway… Depending on the result, well, uh hoo ♡”

“Actually, I think you are the worst.”

A disturbing conversation, if it was truly incurable, what would have happened?

It gets creepy.

“~~♪, ~~♪ ..~~~~ ♪ ~~♪”

A soft melody like a song, and Cynthia’s tickling voice flowed through my ears. A sweet, sweet voice. Just listening to it flows down a melody that makes you feel at peace. Healing? Did you say that? A friendly voice that had no different meaning permeated my ears.

A warm turquoise light caressed my forehead. A refreshing feeling that permeates deeply. A calm air seemed to flow through my head. I’m not sure, but is this enough? I hope so. A soft hand brushes his forehead.

Today, there were only so many great things, a warm touch to soothe a tired body, and a cozy feeling that would make you fall asleep while forgetting about the current situation.

“Come on, Mr. Haeun, ah~ do it ah~.”

Cynthia’s voice, a voice full of motherhood, like her mother’s gentleness, tried to open her mouth as she told her to, but said that it was no big deal, but her still motionless body couldn’t follow her words. .

“No, how can you open her mouth when she can’t move her body?”

“Ah… That’s right. Then let me open my mouth. Huhu~♪”

Cynthia’s soft fingers stretched out and traced her small lips.

A flurry of sensations, her fingers poke her lips and slide into her mouth with a sting.

The feeling of warm body temperature, her soft, soft fingers caressing the inside of her mouth as if playing or teasing. Some kind of magic, her mouth opens without any resistance to her fingers entering her mouth. Her fingers, glistening with saliva, looked very erotic.

“This is a beginner recovery potion that slightly increases recovery. Now say ah~ and swallow it.”

A red potion, the same color as cold medicine, is put between the gaping mouths. A red, thick cold medicine-like liquid that I had drunk as a child was forcibly poured into my mouth.

The mouth is filled with the medicine that seems to have a slightly sweet taste, but the result is… As you can see, I couldn’t even open my throat at will, so I just couldn’t swallow it and just kept it in my mouth.

“Ah, come to think of it, was it that you couldn’t even swallow? Hmm… What do you do?”

The viscous red medicine filling my mouth was bothering me, but there was no way I could do anything about it. I couldn’t swallow or spit it out, I just kept it in my mouth. Cynthia was also just struggling with what to do in this situation, she didn’t really think about it.

“? What, if you can’t swallow it, you just have to swallow it.”

Suddenly, Ms. Muna put her finger inside her mouth and she poked it deep.

Her little finger suddenly dug in just enough to reach her esophagus. Along with the pain of being forcibly stabbed in the throat and the sudden feeling of vomiting, it is forcibly opened and regurgitated. Intense vomiting. The recovery potion flowed down according to gravity through the throat that was forcibly opened.

Whether it is forcibly opened, it does not distinguish between the esophagus and the airway, and flows through the forcibly opened throat and flows back. The viscous liquid that flows through the breathing orifices causes intense nausea and pain. My eyes get red. Is it a natural flow of retching, a survival instinct? I sneeze violently without realizing it.

Coke-Corlock-Collock-

Pain. The throat that was forcibly opened and the strange liquid seeping through it made breathing difficult. The red liquid seemed to flow backwards and down my nostrils. My head is blank. It’s painful to breathe. Is it a new type of torture? Her whole body hurts as if she had been hit by Muna’s sudden attack. Violent cough. Her eyes twitch.

“Oh oh! You can move The mystery of the human body!”

“No… I think this was a bit harsh.”

“Ah, is that so?”

“Whoa, please step aside for a moment. ..~~~~ ♪”

The melodies of a single measure, the body calms down quickly as if some force is acting on it. Sinking breath. Get a little more comfortable I almost died, but it certainly didn’t work. Whatever the principle, Mr. Muna’s rather excessive prescription nevertheless went beyond simply swallowing the medicine, and it helped me to control my body to some extent thanks to it, it’s a survival instinct. I felt like I could control my body, even if it was very weak.

“Well~ Anyway, after a while like this, you will be able to move a bit. Whoa, I’m really glad.”

“Well then, now that I know it’s not a big deal, and first aid is over. Shall we continue?”

? Next? What else was left to do? I look at her with her puzzled expression.

“That expression of not knowing anything is so cute. Whoops, isn’t it all over yet? I haven’t even pulled out all the saliva yet, and there’s still some time left until it heals. Shall we have some last fun?”

Cynthia, who is slowly approaching, arouses a sense of fear as if I still have something to do. Her body, which had already been soaked with pleasure all day, naturally rattled as if she felt fear at her movements. The sound of her 100 comes to mind. Reflexively, fear of pleasure is aroused. The climax is scary. At least I hate it now. The saturation of excessive tension and pleasure was now frightening.

But my own doctor would be fine.

Still, her fear was her fear, and she only looked at her with her quivering eyes.

Her uncontrollable state, her irresistibility, like her fish on the table, she just looks at her pitifully.

I wish she would at least be nice to me.

She thought so

Alas, it still seemed like tonight would be long.