Chapter Forty-Seven: Self-Empowerment (R-18) – Part Two

A few hours later, when night fell even more across this pleasant little village, Sekh and I were cuddling in bed. She wrapped her arms around my chest and rested her head against my shoulder. Niva hugged a clone version of my slime form. Her smile was so big when she petted it, and I was happy for her. Pulling out the songleaf from [Storage], I started to play a rich, airy melody. It was poetic in nature—collecting and distributing a wafting, ethereal tone with highs and lows across this extravagant mansion. Perhaps that was the very definition of irony? Especially considering my true nature being of an abominable monster hated by the world for simply existing and being able to play this enchanting song?

Did it matter? Playing it soothed my heart.

Once I was done, I stored the leaf away and cuddled with Sekh after she complimented me on my performance. After a few seconds, a random thought came to my mind about the AI. When asked if it could ‘read,’ I was happily informed it was literate. Even more incredible was that, with my permission, it could ‘upload’ the information to my mind as a form of photographic memory. If that was too invasive, it could connect my mind to a databank created within the AI’s information database. If that didn’t work, the AI told me I could leave everything to it and query it for what I needed. And that was probably the best way to go about this. But I was going to try the other ways once it had some info.

With that in mind, I headed to Murag’s room to store as many of his tomes as possible because I had the space after using those cores. There were still about 200 books left, but I had more than enough. The AI was given the command to read through everything as I slipped into bed and cuddled with Sekh.

Somehow, the conversation turned lewd and involved slime. I already knew I could form it into things and break it off, but using it for sex? Sekh and I experimented a little bit, and it took a few attempts to form my slime into a rectangular shape slightly longer and girthier than my penis. Sekh held it in her hands and squeezed it a bit while I pulled off the covers and jerked off. However, I returned my penis to its original length and watched as Sekh grabbed my dick with one hand while pushing down the slime sex toy with the other.

I think these things are called onaholes.

Biting my lip, I lightly moaned as she continued to push it down until my whole penis was completely covered. The slime was so squishy and blubbery, but it had little folds ribbed around it. Sekh licked her lips when she pulled the slimy fuck toy off my penis. “Oh, fuck... That feels good~~~” She moved her hands faster, alternating between hasty and deep, slow strokes. Before I knew it, I thrust my hips to match her handjob and came without warning. Thick ropes of semen ejaculated up, filling up the slime until the forest green had a solid white interior.

“That’s a lot,” Sekh noted when she stared at the onahole. Thanks to how it was made, semen couldn''t leak out of the bottom. Exasperated and out of breath, I stared at Sekh with pleasured-filled eyes, wondering what her next move was.

Never did I expect her to touch the slime to her lips and drink my semen as if it was a nutritional drink. My sperm dribbled down her chin and onto her breasts, but she continued swallowing until it was empty.

“It’s always so delicious,” Sekh seductively whispered. She was always so erotic, even when she didn’t mean to be.

I jerked off while staring at her beauty, and she seductively crawled across the bed to kiss me. She played with my tits, her hands molding them as if they were putty. They felt heavier than usual... And then a familiar feeling came across me as warm, creamy milk flowed from my nipples, covering Sekh’s soft palms...

“Milk...? Breast milk...?” Sekh’s tail quizzically slithered across the bed as she licked her fingers. I felt this same feeling when the clone’s mana returned to me but experiencing it in the flesh?

It was...nearly indescribable. My boobs felt hot and full. Sekh cautiously put a hand on my nipple and slightly squeezed, causing me to cover her stomach with semen as I climaxed. It was like tiny needles danced across my breasts, but the warm, hot feeling never left me for a moment as my lactation continued.

“Damn, that’s a lot more than the clone. Hey, Big Tits. Drink it up good, and maybe you’ll have some honkers as big as her... Wait... On second thought, don’t. Those fat udders don’t need to get any bigger, hahahaha!” Tilde laughed, but I saw her groping her lacking chest. “But for real. Cowfolk milk is, and I’m being serious here, way better than milk from an actual cow. It’s higher quality, has way more nutrients, and if you’re sick or recovering, a nice glass of Cowfolk tiddie juice is just what the doctor ordered. And I’m being a thousand percent serious, Master.”

“So... You’re saying Niva should drink my milk? Would that help her recover faster?” Tilde nodded, then stated I could mold my slime into a bottle, then stash that within [Storage]. Items placed within would never go bad, after all. “Niva? It’s up to you, honestly. I won’t force you to do anything.”

“Ahhh...” She opened her mouth to speak, but only mere sounds flowed out. She quickly nodded, though, and pointed to her wounds with her remaining hand.

“I guess that’s that... Sekh?”

“I dunno. Let’s find out,” I replied, telling the AI to search for Irisa and display the results in satellite mode. Twenty seconds later, the AI materialized and did what I asked. And there she was—a green-skinned beauty with fascinating horns sprouting off her forehead, sitting at the dinner table with her mom and dad.

“Is there a way we can communicate with them?” Honestly, I was curious about that. I thought it over for a second and realized my waypoints could form letters if I used enough. It took a minute to get my idea across to the AI, but if it produced a keyboard for me to type my message, then displayed those words in front of Irisa using my waypoints, then possibly...

Another minute later, I was typing a simple message: ‘I hope things are going fine. - Mila’ and watched in real-time as sparks of pillars appeared and suddenly shrunk to the size of a marble

“WAAA!!!” Irisa cutely yelped. She dropped her chunk of fish in her lap and hurriedly grabbed it with her hands to not let it be corrupted by the floor.

“Mila?” Kokan whispered my name. He looked up and smiled with a friendly wave.

“Wait, she can see us? Mila, dear? Are you there?” Ichiha asked.

Yes, I am. I’m sorry for scaring you, Irisa.

“That’s fine. I’m just really glad you’re okay. That blue waypoint thingie hasn’t moved in a while, so I got a bit scared.”

Oh, so it works even while in a bounded field? That’s good news. But yes, we’re doing fine. Enap’s working on the order as we speak.

We chatted for a few minutes while they ate dinner, and it was awesome that I could communicate with them like this, even though we were days away. According to them, the situation still hadn’t changed. The mines were still closed off, and it almost looked like things would arrive at a boiling point soon if Gloria didn’t fix her stubborn ways. Word of what had been going on had reached a few small villages to the north, so they were sending a few wagons of supplies, but 19,000 people were a lot. Again, it was such a boon they were a cliff / coastal city. But the dangers of overfishing would soon rear their head if this continued.

For a proper city to survive, it needed a thriving economy, and you couldn’t really have that if one of the primary components in the circle of trade—the dungeon—was cut off without a single warning. But talk of potential dangers in the future soured our conversation, so we turned it to the village. I explained about Ruru, Arguna, Aello, and even the little Dryad I’d met. I also told them I accomplished my goal of assimilating a slime and draingi and explained my evolution and acquirement of [Base Body].

It really warmed my heart to see them happy for me.

I do miss you guys.

“Aww, Mila... We miss you too. But it won’t be long, right?” Irisa said. She gave me a wink, causing my heart to skip many, many beats. “When you get back, let’s have a big dinner to celebrate!”

That sounds like fun. I’ll talk to you guys later.

Irisa and her parents looked up and waved, and Sekh and I did the same even though they couldn’t see us. When the display vanished along with the AI, I still saw Irisa’s face in my mind. Her cute smile and bubbly personality were almost infectious.

And I believed I wanted to be infected.