Chapter 151: Side Story – Let Me Touch Your Breasts
Despite her usually flat chest, she meticulously crafted realistic nipples and areolas with her slime body for the sake of being touched. Later, she even allowed fingers to slip inside the slime of her breasts, tightening around them to simulate ejaculation.
She just lays still, letting her chest be touched or not, but when her nipples are teased with fingernails and her breast mounds are rubbed gently with fingers, she starts moaning in heat with increasingly explicit, erotic sounds.
When a shrinking potion is used and her chest is caressed, she clings even more desperately. Though the size difference can make it hard to tell, it turns out Shuru actually has some surprising volume to her breasts, leaving one astonished.
Homunculus (Non-AI) :
Since it has no soul, it doesn’t react, but if touched persistently, its skin becomes irritated, reddening and swelling as if on the verge of bleeding. The idea of hurting it further becomes unsettling.
She glares with a look of contempt before walking off to take care of her work. A little while later, she returns, transformed into the form of a junior succubus, and hands over a milking machine, allowing the person to milk her until satisfied.
However, upon coming back to their senses, they realize they've been exploited for labor, helping to milk the cows on the ranch. Yet, the sensation during the deception felt so good that they plead playfully, asking to let it slide. In a sudden reversal of the situation, they end up being drained of their semen instead.
Since her body is covered in a hard exoskeleton, her chest hasn’t grown much. Even so, she seems to understand the lewdness of the act and glances nervously at the surrounding spiders before shyly presenting her rear end.
She quivers with her stinger fully extended, as if anticipating something, but since this is a breast-focused study, the details will be saved for later, ahem.
By the way, there were a few large spider eggs in the middle of the web, which were unusual to see. It felt like she was trying to lead me toward them, perhaps wanting to show them off?
She immediately drags you into a corner, ordering you to suck on her inverted nipples. She critiques every movement of your tongue, scolding you for not being good enough to satisfy her. She even declares a goal of training you to extract milk from a virgin’s breasts (impossible).
Duchess XXXX (Sent by Dane) :
Dane: "You son of a bitch! I’m going to kill you! I was just starting to forget, and now you’ve brought it all back?!" Furious, he genuinely tries to kill you, forcing you to flee for your life.
That day, Dane spent the entire time vomiting and bedridden. Trauma is a terrifying thing.
Flustered, she stiffens her tail and ears in alarm but secretly sneaks under the desk, hiding as she allows her small, delicate chest to be touched. Unfortunately, the matriarch catches her in the act.
Later, she climbs onto the bed, telling you it’s okay to touch as she places her chest on your body. Her breasts, resembling soft, round buns with cherries on top, are so adorable that you can’t help but find them endearing.
When asked to let you touch their chest, they instead roll over, exposing their entire belly for you to rub. Somehow, this ends up with them playing fetch with a frisbee.
Meanwhile, a white military dog in the corner stares at you with sharp, predatory eyes, as if ready to devour you. Terrifying…
Though you had no intention of touching an old man’s chest, the nature of this project forced you to try.
At first, he offered his chest willingly, but as your hand approached, he let out a girlish scream (despite being an old man!) and ran away, sending the third model in his place.
Frederica, after fleeing, was observed sighing as she checked the size of her own chest.
Lacking nipples or areolas, it simply feels like squeezing a water balloon, as you’re warned beforehand. Even so, if you keep kneading, its pale skin bruises easily, though it heals quickly, requiring caution in handling.
Her chest is small, and her rapid heartbeat makes her vibrations easily felt through your palm when touching her.
Her chest feels hard, like an exoskeleton. However, she uses her prominent chest to lure men into kidnappings, so one must be cautious.
Her chest is as soft as a larva’s belly, sinking into her body when pressed, though it quickly returns to normal. Her nipples are extremely sensitive, retracting inward at the slightest touch before popping back out after 2-3 seconds. It’s better to observe this phenomenon with your eyes alone.
Her chest has grown significantly since her larva days. If mishandled, royal jelly stored in her body can leak out, so care must be taken not to let it flow through her nipples.
Tentacle Creature Nel:
The moment you touch her chest, your hands are sucked in, and you’re dragged away somewhere.
While you instinctively feel you won’t die, it’s uncertain if your body will remain intact. There’s even a possibility of being reduced to an organ for semen extraction or becoming part of her tentacles like the male anglerfish.
Her chest has hardened so much that it’s hard to sink your hands into anymore. Her nipples have grown so large that they cause her discomfort by catching or folding when she wears armor, though she keeps this hidden.
Her nipples are now long enough to lightly graze the back of your throat if placed in your mouth, though she’s extremely embarrassed about this and prefers you don’t mention it.
She’s growing alongside her older sister but still needs a bit more time. Even so, as a centaur, her chest has surpassed the size of an average adult male’s fist. Her nipples have also developed and continue to grow steadily.
While examining Angelica’s chest, Eileen’s gaze was noticeably sharp.
Sytorax Combat Golem AI (Senior) :
Of course, she adamantly refuses, but if you say you’ll play with the juniors’ breasts instead, she becomes flustered and reluctantly offers her own. However, every time her breasts are touched and teased, her toes curl, and her breathing quickens with visible excitement.
When confronted about whether she’s aroused from having her breasts touched, she begins with prideful declarations of being a Sytorax creation but eventually ends up begging for destruction, claiming, "If you’re going to humiliate me , just destroy me instead."
Naturally, there’s no way you’re giving up such an excellent AI, so you ignore her pleas and continue tormenting her nipples. Heh.
Sytorax Combat Golem AI (Juniors 1–4) :
Junior 1: (The short-haired one who led the criticism against her senior)
Having already lost her sense of reason, she marvels at the sensation of a humanoid body after so long. While you’re touching her chest, she starts masturbating on her own, demanding semen.
She laments how her intelligence device can only simulate vaginal sensations and data related to semen indirectly, never matching the real physical experience... However, since this is a discussion about breasts, we’ll leave it at that.
Junior 2: (The one who was gagged and assaulted)
With dead, soulless eyes, she silently watches your hand touch her chest. If not for the occasional green flicker in her eyes, she’d be indistinguishable from a soulless homunculus.
Junior 3: (The one who was taken without much focus)
When her chest is touched, she lets out a sensitive scream, begging for you to stop. But if left alone for too long, she begins rubbing her own chest, looking at you expectantly, wondering when you’ll touch her again.
Junior 4: (The first junior assaulted in front of the senior)
She declares that breast stimulation no longer does anything for her and requests that you use another part of her body instead. But since this is about breasts, that’s where the story ends.
When touched normally, she deliberately presses her chest together, teasing you with “Go ahead, feel it~” while laughing. But when infused with mana and actually touched, she blushes, growing quiet and letting you handle her chest.
As long as you aren’t rough, she surprisingly doesn’t mind her breasts being touched. According to her, “It’s not like they’ll wear out or disappear anyway, so it’s fine.”
She doesn’t mind being touched, but if you tug on her nipples too persistently, she warns that they might fall off, implying she’s had such an experience before. Apparently, she once tried masturbating by touching herself, but since she lacks sensation, she failed.
Mandragora (Semen Cultivation) :
While touching her swollen chest protrusions, one broke off, releasing a pleasant scent. After consuming her tiny, seed-like nipples, you found yourself unable to stop your erection. Help!
With a proud expression, she allows her chest to be touched, revealing that her exoskeleton had slightly opened and her breasts had noticeably developed. Though still on the smaller side, you continued massaging her chest, encouraging her growth.
Unlike before, her nipples can now be extracted easily without effort. A faintly fishy milk-like scent wafts out. ...No, that couldn’t be it, could it?
She earnestly excuses her flatness, blaming it on her elven heritage. Still, to not hinder the study, she shyly exposes one side of her chest for you to touch. Her breast remains light and lacking any noticeable fat.
She seems to hope that breast massages might enhance her volume, but the chances of growth through touching are close to zero.
Considering her usual personality, you brace yourself to be headbutted by her horns, but surprisingly, she easily lets you touch her. Though busy, she keeps returning in between tasks, allowing you to continue.
Wearing a maid outfit with the front loosened, she feels embarrassed about the act itself and wants it to end quickly, but the more you touch, the more she seems to enjoy it, eventually yielding. She’s unexpectedly easygoing, so you decide to visit her more often.
Guardian Dragon Seyra:
At first, she sighs deeply and remains silent, signaling you to leave. Thinking you’ve failed, you begin to leave, only for her to gesture for you to return. Begrudgingly, she lets you touch her breasts over her clothes this once.
Though wearing formal attire, her chest feels so soft that your fingers seem to melt. However, your instincts tell you that undoing her clothes would lead to immediate death, so you settle for a few squeezes and stop.
She only allows her chest to be exposed under the condition that she feels inclined to do so. Her breasts, usually tucked away for fast swimming, can be extracted with the use of a tongue.
If sucking on a pufferfish made her feel good, she’d return the favor, telling you that you’d feel good too. Bringing along a pufferfish is recommended for easier access.
“Why are you so obsessed with my chest? I swear, you humans are way too fixated on feeding organs...” she complains as she tries to run away. However, if you manage to persuade her to reveal her chest, her reaction is surprisingly plain.
Once she allows it, she lets you play with her chest until you get tired of it. If you bite too hard, she lets out a cute sound. But don’t tease her too much—she’s hard to console when sulking.
When touched, she demands stronger pressure, often escalating to the point where you wonder if it’s dangerous. However, in mutual enthrallment, neither of you acknowledges anything but the act of touching her chest.
Her body reacts to the stimulation regardless, so you’re free to indulge and even take things further if desired.
If you defeat her (even in an argument), she grants you a one-hour breast access pass.
Proposing to touch her chest risks losing a wrist, and making such a request aloud leads to your execution. Her breasts are modest for her height but occasionally appear larger in ceremonial attire, likely due to padding.
If you ask in the presence of her knight, you’ll die instantly. However, if asked directly, she seems oblivious to its lewdness, smiling as she permits it.
Don’t be fooled—approaching within 3cm of her chest unleashes divine energy that a human body cannot withstand. Though your body becomes inexplicably healthy, the mental trauma requires several days of recovery. Avoid at all costs.
Hard as stone—it’s just rock.
Clearly, others had similar ideas, as the chest area has been polished smooth from frequent touching. While admiring this, you’re struck by lightning. Surely, this isn’t divine punishment…?