Chapter 147 – Little Indulgences (2).
Episode 146, A Little Indulgence (2).
“I know, the plan is to take a slow approach.”
If anyone saw it, Isha, who seemed to be talking to herself, was hovering around her room talking to someone.
[Doctor But, the drug hasn’t even been clinically tested yet… ]
‘I know.’
Reflecting on her insides, Isha pulls out a small vial from her leather bag.
Unlike other pill bottles that only have stickers with small English letters on them-.
The vial she picked up had a triangular sticker with a picture of bacteria on it.
It’s dangerous no matter who sees it, so it looks like I’ll never touch it.
This drug, still a prototype, was the last bastion and final weapon to destroy that monstrous Ryu.
Even Ryu, who has the strongest monster-like body of mankind, will not be able to prevent this microscopic virus from penetrating his body.
The first plan was to see with her own eyes whether it was good to carry out the plan her daughter had proposed.
The second was Isha, who had planned to spread the virus after exchanging faces with Ryu and approaching Ryu for an hour until the medicine was completed.
Revenge for about ten years.
‘I wanted to see the collapse with my own two eyes.’
Inserting a syringe specially designed to contain the virus in her vial, Isha pulled the syringe’s pusher.
The rubber packing tightly fitted to the outer tube of the syringe, the empty space close to a vacuum, is filled with the virus serum.
She wondered why she hadn’t thought in the first place that she was destroying this monstrous human in this way, and that as Isha became her bitch, she wondered if her brain had slowed down.
A woman’s brain is 11% smaller than a man’s brain.
It was because he was a man who thought that he was a creature that was good enough to give pleasure and offspring to a man like a cow.
Of course, that’s when you have balls.
Now, I can’t bear to admit that I’ve become such a bitch.
Isha thought of herself as an ‘honorary man’ trapped in a woman’s body, like the collaborators in the history books.
Although the brain is male, it is – trapped in this terrible female hormone and female body.
Such a man
Isha, who couldn’t bear to become a mere girl in the cockhouse she was looking at, seemed to have fallen into a strange obsession that the thing she suffered the most was that Ryu would also suffer.
‘Now, I realized.’
She could never understand her, but that Ryu would rather be the person he dreams of every night than lose his balls and become a woman.
On such a subject, she hates the most, but is treated as a human being who is not worth remembering, just as she beats and throws away the most gorgeous appearance of herself once in a while.
Isha’s hand holding the injection trembled.
She looked down at the lying Midori, and Isha placed her arm on her lap, wrapped a rubber band around her forearm just above the fold of her arm, and Isha saw the blue veins on her white arm of Midori. Waited for it to come up.
[Doctor, stop now. It’s a virus that hasn’t been tested yet. If it’s wrong and the vaccine doesn’t work… Even the doctor…]
“How fun would it be to roll around like a dog in heat with the person you most hate to be?
In his ear, you and I are human beings no different, just thinking about whispering…”
Glul-
Isha raised her red eyes, congested, as if in rapture at the revenge to be fulfilled.
Her syringe goes towards her blue veins.
[Dr. Take stock again! ]
Widely-
“I told you to reconsider, can’t you hear me?”
Isha looked at Midori, who grabbed her own wrist, with her surprised eyes.
Gorgeous pink hair with a slight curl flutters as if it is submerged in water.
“I’m also curious about how to roll around like a dog in heat with him.”
Midori looked at Isha and smiled brightly at her.
*
Isha hurriedly backed away from her and distanced herself from Midori.
She didn’t understand the situation at all.
As you can tell by looking at Aori, who is now sitting in a wheelchair, it is a very strong medicine.
The minute hand only moved a few times, but it was impossible for it to move like that.
“I thought it was just a double personality…”
Isha, whom Midori had been briefed on about her rejuvenation.
She knew that her ona hall operation had failed due to her rejuvenated Midori appearance, but it was Isha who did not expect that it had such an effect that she overcame the medicine she administered to her.
“Aha, someone did it. Was it your uncle?”
With a body that can no longer be called a full human, Midori quickly closed the distance between Isha and her.
Responding to that, Isha also immediately stabs her syringe towards Midori.
Shhh-
Unfortunately, the needle aimed at Midori’s voluptuous chest and heart was blocked by her pink hair, which squirmed like her tentacles.
“Aww…!”
At the same time, Isha raised her thighs in a gentle posture. She had her Midori’s hand dug between her crotch, which she didn’t know when it had entered.
Midori’s hand, which drew on her flesh in the thick area and grasped it, and that glamor hand that knew one after another where she felt good began to squirm at her.
Asha, unable to let go of her moans like her ungainly bitch, bit her lip to stop it.
Even though her mouth can be closed, she can’t help her waist, which naturally bends according to a woman’s instinct.
Her buttocks were pulled back, and her pajamas, which were tight, ate her ass deeply.
[Doctor!…What’s up! Deploy agents right now… ]
“Hmm? Even if he did, it wouldn’t work for Ryu. Don’t lose your strength for nothing? And because I just want to talk. Uncle lowered his hand. If I break it, I think it will be in big trouble.”
Seeing Isha grabbing her medicine bottle and preparing to smash her to the ground at any moment, Midori shook her head, as if telling her not to do that.
“First… So, get rid of her hands… ! Skeleton, you are waiting too.”
“Why? It’s like you’ve never touched it before…”
Isha, who steps backwards, and Midori, who steps forward, matches her steps. Her fingers tucked between her crotch seemed unstoppable.
“To? Mister. One of her hand skills was killing me. I guess her balls are gone, so there’s no bell to touch her cunt?”
First, Midori’s fingers dug into a mound that had never been opened before with two fingers, and then gave a heavy pressure.
As I felt the moist and hot heat on my fingertips, I bent my middle finger up along the slightly slippery seam.
The two fingers that had been blocked in the narrow pussy, now black, remained but the index finger went deeper.
“Huh…”
Isha let out a gasping sound as her lower lip, which she had bitten to the point where her jaw muscles bulged out, was released.
When her heels, with nowhere to back, hit the wall, and she felt a dull impact on her hips and back-.
The middle finger, which was coming up along her seam, bounced the click, which can be said to be the most sensitive part of a woman’s body, as if kicking it off a rock on the side of her road.
“Haha!♡”
Isha, who hastily covered her mouth with her hand, closed her mouth with her hand, not holding her vial, as if she couldn’t believe the sweet sound she made.
Her voice through her in-ears that carries her words to Midori on behalf of her who can’t afford to speak her words.
[You’d better not move recklessly. Lower your head and look down at your lascivious breasts, Midori. ]
She followed her words and lowered her head. Looking down at her upper chest, Midori noticed a red dot on her tight silk nightgown.
Her son strangely liked food with red chili powder in it, and it was Midori who often got the red sauce on her clothes.
She hasn’t eaten today. There wouldn’t have been any red soup or sauce on your clothes…
Midori gazed at her breasts and raised both of her hands with an awkward smile.
“Ah, I hope you feel good, don’t you? Mister? Ah…Are you a young lady now?”
Midori’s index and middle fingers flickered in the faint light coming through her window.
“Don’t make a face that hurts your pride so much. More than that, I’m curious about that plan.”
Her eyelids briefly warmed up over the indigo blue eyes.
*
Thud-
“What’s going on?”
Minor vibrations heard through the wooden walls. The hour hand was pointing at 10 o’clock, so of course I should go to sleep, but I couldn’t sleep because the things I had done with her mother in the blanket kept reminding me of my head.
‘I think she’s a little more comfortable now that Isha told her that she works at that hospital…’
“Ha… “
I can’t help but let out a deep sigh.
To think I was doing something like that with her mother, not with Midori in a pink slut mode.
I was worried about how to meet face to face tomorrow and take the train home, but I can’t dare to face to face when I get contraceptives.
‘If it’s cheap enough inside, of course I’ll fix it. Even when I was with a pink slut, I cummed all night long…’
Judging from Midori’s reaction, I suddenly lost her reason and became an unfilial child who attacked her mother.
‘Don’t let my son attack me! I’m going to take care of my sexual desire in advance!’
‘Should I leave the house?’
Now that I don’t even know what I’m doing to protect it, I feel like it wouldn’t be bad to go into the mountains and shave my hair and practice my sword by myself.
I put aside the futon, which seemed to have lost the scent of Midori, and headed to the room given to Aori and Isha-san.
I didn’t feel it, but somehow it felt like living.
It’s life, it’s not unusual for animals to feel it little by little even if they try to eat each other, unless it comes directly to me.
What is unpleasant is what is unpleasant.
Also, I was partially blocking my senses so as not to overhear, but I seemed to hear that my voice had risen a little.
Past the living room, which was dark and pleasantly damp with night, I knocked on the wooden door with my middle phalanx protruding from my finger.
Smart
[ Wait! ]
A moment later, the old wooden door opened with an uncomfortable sound. Just enough to see her face.
“Isn’t there something wrong? I think the story is going to be much longer than expected.”
“Ah yes. That Aori-san likes Midori-san more than I thought.”
Her cute cheekbones were flushed red, and the nightgown she was wearing was also disheveled, revealing her breastbone as it was Isha.
‘It’s a familiar composition, but this.’
A scene often seen in NTR manga where cocks are fucked behind the door.
Taking a small step forward, Isha tried to take a closer look behind the door, and Isha, exhaling hot steam, closed the door gap.
“Don’t dig with the girls, ha ha… , They’re having a party or something, so their breath… It’s making the room so messy.”
A certain doctor who told me not to come any closer.
Reluctantly, I found her mother through the crack in the door.
Oh, there’s no way her mother is squeaking her cunt behind her, so she must be a pink slut.
Over the top of her head, she could see Midori, her brown hair, holding her wheelchair.
As soon as my eyes met, my mother immediately lowered her eyes.
‘Maybe I’m being too sensitive.’
“Then…”
Perhaps it was because Isha was closing the door and I was sitting down, but I lowered my head because her neck was not straining.
It was as if I glimpsed something pink on the ground, like a cable.
Rattle.
‘It must be because of my mood.’
Midori was standing by the window in the distance.
*
“Let’s play around in moderation.”
In case her voice leaked outside the door, Isha whispered with her molars clenched tightly, grabbing her pink hair from between her panties and pulling it out.
Isha immediately went up to her Midori and grabbed her by the collar, but Midori just playfully blows at her in the face.
“Whoa~, even getting wet yourself. The old look is more fun, lady.”
“You, so recklessly… , Huh?”
“That in-ear girl 2 is just making noise and putting her to sleep. Don’t be too sensitive If you’re feeling anxious, I’ll take you with me.”
Dump-
Midori looked at Isha as she fell to the ground, thinking about the plan she had spoken of, then turned her head in disappointment as she turned to look at Aori in her wheelchair.
“No, they say they’ve been on revenge for 10 years, what is that? It’s like a virus or something. Shouldn’t it already be finished?”
It didn’t work out after all this, so she even made a virus like this, but Midori, unaware of the fact, just clicked her tongue as she watched Isha fall asleep.
Midori, ignoring the red dots following her chest, started pushing the wheelchair.
“What kind of clinical trial should I do until the 3rd, what should I do and how should I wait?”
10 years of sobriety. She couldn’t stand it any longer, neither she nor her Midori. However, it is an obvious fact that the clogged up Ryu will never lay her hands on her again.
Midori sneaks past her sleeping Isha’s feet.
“And a Holo child, if you grow up to that level, you are a filial son no matter what you do. Right, Aori?”
He was a mean child who arbitrarily plucked himself out as if he were a rotten fruit, but he was an emotional Midori who couldn’t stand it when others cursed at him even if he cursed at me.
“Stop it, you… To Ryu, like Cage…”
“Ah, Ryu and Keiji are different from the seed level. If Keiji is a deer, Ryu is like a tiger. You gave birth to a good son, Aori.”
Aori looked into her eyes and nodded slowly.
I wanted to let the outrageous Ryu suffer a little more, but 10 years of family fun.
‘It wasn’t bad…’
Midori was thinking of giving Ryu a small indulgence because she was tired of having sex only in dreams.
A little cause to lessen her reluctance to lay her hands on her.
Rattle-
The door opened, but Midori’s hands were on the handle of her wheelchair.
“I did it anyway…”
Ryu clutches his head as if he’s in trouble.
I introduced Aori, a brightly smiling a pink sluti.
“Come on, Ryu! You should say hello to your birth mother here. This is Aori.”
