Chapter 48: Rebecca ❤

Rebecca had been uneasy. She wondered whether sex was truly that good. She knew Nana enjoyed it—she always had, ever since Alex had trained her. However, until recently, even Elysia, Cecile, and Marissa had started enjoying it too.

Now, she wondered whether she was the abnormal one. It might seem odd, but the Wuantora Village manor was small. With all the servants, Cecile, Nana, and Rebecca didn’t get their own rooms. Logically, the other maids or servants should have been the ones kicked out. However, since Marissa didn’t want to raise enmity, she let Cecile and the others sleep at the inn until renovations on the manor were complete.

Rebecca liked Hiro. Although his appearance was insufferable—disgusting, cheeky, and lewd—Rebecca felt care and respect from him, something she never received from Alex or her parents.

Lately, she had even welcomed sleeping on his tentacle. Rebecca twiddled the floppy tentacle. Hiro knew that Rebecca liked him, but she was still hesitant about sex. She preferred hugging or headpats instead.

Hiro let her be. Headpatting her felt nice, and through sense-sharing, Hiro knew she was happy.

“Hiro, let’s play. Slowly, okay? Does doing it with you really feel that good?” Rebecca took a deep breath before saying it. After all, she was a curious girl. With parallel thought, Hiro could now play with all the girls simultaneously. He can indulge himself with Rebecca and Leafa at the same time.

At first, Hiro looked at her like a virgin. Unsure of what she wanted, Hiro decided to indulge her. Rebecca was petite, with modest breasts. The floppy tentacles Hiro had perked up as he began to slither over her body.

Rebecca often slept in her nightgown, but that made Hiro even more excited. When he slithered from her knee to her thigh, and finally to the underwear within, it felt even lewder than when the girl was completely naked.

“Slowly, alright?” Rebecca tried to enjoy the moment. Fear crept up within her, but she brushed it away. Hiro had proven himself to be caring. He had not touched her for over half a year, even though he touched Nana and Cecile almost daily.

A part of her worried that Hiro would overdo it. Nevertheless, she was curious—like a child wanting to taste alcohol for the first time.

Hiro grew feelers on his tentacles and started to grope her thigh, gradually expanding toward her stomach. Rebecca closed her eyes, trying to feel the sensation, but it didn’t come. All she felt was a ticklish feeling. The fear didn’t fade away. Hiro expanded toward her back and up to her nape. When he caressed her ears, she started to show a reaction, her nipples becoming erect.

She was human, after all; she still felt sexual stimulation, yet she didn’t enjoy it.

Noticing this, Hiro stopped. He wanted her to enjoy it, but he didn’t know how. All Rebecca could recall was the abuse Alex had inflicted upon her. She shivered whenever someone touched her sexually. It was depressing because Rebecca genuinely wanted to feel pleasure—she wanted to be like everyone else. Nana, Cecile, Marissa, and even Elysia all seemed to enjoy it.

Hiro couldn’t talk, but he had thought hard about this. If he could speak, he could simply link sexual pleasure with praise. Rebecca might feel better that way, but since Hiro couldn’t talk, he had to resort to other means.

“Are we done?” Rebecca sighed. As expected, she couldn't trick Hiro. Others with sadistic tendencies might enjoy Rebecca's reaction, but not Hiro. She couldn't lie to herself, after all.

But Hiro was not done yet. He still had an ace up his sleeve—the aphrodisiac. When administered, she would feel sexual pleasure. But Hiro needed to time it well. First, she needed to relax. To ensure the sensation didn't appear suddenly, Hiro massaged her again while administering the aphrodisiac in stages.

Hiro started with the smallest amount. Unlike Leafa, who had resistance, Rebecca immediately felt her body heat up from deep within. Hiro stopped the aphrodisiac but continued massaging her.

“Nngh! I’m starting to feel it,” Rebecca began to moan. This was the part where Hiro was stumped. She felt sexual pleasure but didn’t enjoy it. It was similar to people who were forced to drink alcohol—they could still get drunk, but that didn’t mean they enjoyed it.

Hiro stopped. The ember that had been lit dimmed like a candle that had lost its fuel.

This was also where Hiro was stuck. Since Rebecca disliked sex in general, she didn’t beg Hiro to continue. If Hiro used aphrodisiacs again, she might beg, but it was similar to choosing between being hit once or flicked for eternity. She didn’t enjoy it either. She merely begged to lessen the torture. This was why Hiro had given up on her.

But today, Hiro had new tricks. Sex was not monotonous—he could try different postures, intensity, or even different holes. As long as Rebecca wasn’t afraid of Hiro, he could keep trying until he found something she liked.

Hiro started with her tongue. As he slithered a tentacle toward her mouth, he tickled her nape, forcing a giggle out of her. Then he slid it into her mouth. Using the small feelers, he rubbed and tickled her tongue.

“Hnn…” Rebecca squirmed as Hiro tickled her. He then stopped again while adding another drop of aphrodisiac to her—her body soon heated up.

Rebecca realized that this heat rising within her was not some random occurrence like her first intercourse with Hiro. Hiro had trained her to feel sexual pleasure when he tickled her with his feelers. Even though she still hadn’t fully enjoyed it, it didn’t take long for Rebecca’s body to heat up on its own, even without the aphrodisiac.

“Hah… Is this sex? Do they really enjoy this heat?” Rebecca said as she started to touch herself. She knew this sensation—sexual pleasure. She often hated it, but since it was from Hiro, she tried to enjoy it. Nevertheless, Hiro didn’t let her finish, and so the frustration began to rise.

Hiro was not done yet. The important part of the play had just begun. People often feel pleasure when they indulge themselves in food, drink, and even excretion. Hiro wanted to do just that.

So, Hiro began to slither on her back. All the way to her ass. Using a tentacle thinner than a pinky finger, Hiro slithered inside her asshole.

“Huh? Wait a minute. What are you doing? Do you like it in the ass?” Rebecca asked.

It is not about Hiro’s taste (he liked it in either hole as a lewd tentacle) but Rebecca. Unlike Cecile or Nana who were easily trainable to feel it anywhere Hiro liked, Rebecca was still new. So, he made the tentacle even thinner. Now it was no larger than a straw. Rebecca didn’t even feel it much anymore.

That’s where Hiro started to massage from inside her. Hiro’s tentacle had no sense of smell, so this hole didn’t bother him in the slightest. He unleashed his tentacle and rubbed the inside of her hole, stimulating her vagina from behind.

“Ahh!…. Hiro. What are you doing?”

Rebecca felt a shiver on her spine as she felt something moving inside her.

Hiro kept pressing on. Her sphincter tightened as Rebecca felt something foreign in her anus. When Hiro continued to tease her, that hateful sexual urge began to appear. The hated feeling of lightheadedness returned as her body heated up again.

Hiro then stopped. Rebecca knew when Hiro played with her, his movements were never monotonous. Rebecca didn't know what move he would make next, so she was on edge.

“Wait a moment. I need to go to the toilet.” Rebecca tried to stand up, but Hiro held her steady, binding her to her flesh bed. Rebecca suddenly realized that her bowel movements were strange, as if there was a living creature inside it.

“Hiro… what are you planning?” Rebecca knew about anal sex, but Rebecca's knowledge couldn't compare to Hiro's 9000 gigabytes of porn materials in his previous life.

Hiro inflated his tentacle on one side, creating some sort of anal beads. When the bead was inflated to the size of a ping-pong ball, he started to move the bump, not the tentacle outside.

“Ahh! Wait, I need to go to… no.. this is not real. This is Hiro's tentacle…” Rebecca started to panic. She clenched her anus, trying to prevent the bead from coming out.

Hiro teased her. He didn't force the bump to come out. The pressure on Rebecca's belly felt like she had to hold out her poop. She knew it was not poop but Hiro's tentacle. So she released the pressure on her anus. Hiro moved his bumps alongside the flesh walls until it reached the end of the tunnel, Rebecca held out again reflexively.

“Uh.. this feels like I am taking a dump. A huge one…” Rebecca decided to push it. But this time, Hiro didn't let it come out of her. Rebecca was sweating as she tried to push it out of her.

Hiro then used other tentacles to lift her nightgown, stripping her naked. The moonlight let her vaguely see Hiro’s tentacle. She could see his tentacle slithered into her ankle hole. At first, this scared her but she calmed herself down. This was just a play from Hiro. She believed he wouldn't harm her.

Hiro then moved his tentacle and rubbed her nipple and ears. This sent her shivering and her body was briefly out of control. The heat rose up again, but the desire to defecate pushed it down. Hiro had aimed for this moment. When she felt sexual pleasure, Hiro would let his bumped tentacle come out.

Defecation felt good for most people. That included Rebecca. Hiro wanted to connect the relief and pleasure from defecation to her sexual pleasure. So, he began to stimulate her clt again.

“Hahn… it's coming out..” The tentacle then moved again.  Rebecca moaned. She could feel the tentacle coming out.

The flesh lump came out with a pop. Rebecca didn't climax. Hiro had messed up the timing. That didn't matter, hiro could simply create another bump inside her anus.

“huh? It came again?” Hiro started to make another lump and it slid down on her anak holes. Rebecca started to squirm as she felt confused. The sexual stimulation and the urge to defecate clashed.

“Hahn… it feels... Strange…” Rebecca started to moan as pleasure rose up from within. Another pop as the lump of flesh came out from her brought her a temporary relief.

Then Hiro started another, then another. The interval hastened as the ping pong ball came out from her anal holes one after another. Knowing this won't end, a strange feeling of arousal lit up within Rebecca.

“Hah… Hah… feels kinda good.” Rebecca sweated. As always, Hiro never touched her monotonously. He varied the speed. Sometimes, either lump would come out from her fast or slow, sometimes it would play by coming out and then coming back in.

Rebecca started to drool as the pleasure from Hiro's caress on her breast and nape was linked to her relief from defecating.

“What is thissss…” Rebecca sensed that she was close to reaching her peak. Hiro stopped caressing her body and focused on the impromptu play. The beads he grew inside her varied by size.

“Hah…hah..” when the beads were small, Rebecca felt pleasure from when the wall of her inner flesh rubbed against Hiro’s tentacle. When the lump was big, she had to exert some force to let it out. The finishing blow was when Hiro made several beads and pulled them all at once.

“Ahhh! No way. I am coming from my ass…” Rebecca trembled. Her body convulsed and even her slit was wet. She hasn't squirted yet. But now that Hiro had found the play that Rebecca liked, it was only a matter of time.

A ping from his other self from Leafa told him that he had leveled up. Then, another message came upon him, telling him he had another level up going.

[You have leveled up to level 18]