chapter 24: Safe Use of Mollang (02)
I could feel Mollang wrapped around my dick, but no matter how hard I moved the beer mug, I felt no stimulation.
'Is it lousy because it's a used item, lacking tightness? Or is it because Mollang is too thick and the sensations aren't transmitting...'
I risked using it, but there was no feeling of constriction, just liquid leaking out, so I quickly stood the beer mug upright again before it dirtied the sheets.
"Eh, I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up."
When Mr. Pandel had spread it open, it had a somewhat erotic structure that made me a bit hopeful, but the result was disappointing.
Mollang, covered in juice from the tentacles, gathered the fluid and plunged its head into the beer mug as if vomiting, returning the fluid to the tentacles stuck to the mug, and then came back.
As Mollang spat back the tentacle juice into the mug and placed it on the table, she transformed back from her thinly spread form to her usual small girl appearance.
"That's right, that's right."
If I stroke the head part with my finger, Mollang grabs my fingers with her hands and licks them with her tongue, and it's fun just watching her cheeks puff out as I turn my fingers around.
"Let's not do it today since it's tough. You understand, right?"
At those words, Mollang tilted her head as if she didn't understand, but why do I feel like she's pretending not to hear even though she understands?
"Usually you understand what I say, so don't pretend you don't."
She tried to climb onto my penis to shake it, but I grabbed Mollang with my hand, detached her from my penis, and covered up with my pants.
"Hold off for today. I just wanted to try that thing before Mr. Pandel disposes of it; I didn't plan to ejaculate today."
At my words, Mollang looked sulky, slipped out of my hand, and sat on my belly button.
Then she straightened up her body, straightened her waist, grabbed her belly with both hands, and opened her mouth to breathe in.
As Mollang's volume increased, bubbles formed inside her, expanding her overall volume, revealing an internal cross-section similar to the tentacle creature-shaped masturbation tool I had just seen.
When I held Mollang and examined her interior, it was filled with erotic protrusions, much like the inside of the tentacle creature that Mr. Pandel had spread open.
'Is Mollang replicating the form of a tentacle creature now?'
"I wasn't planning on doing anything today, but..."
Still, with all this effort from Mollang, shouldn't I respond to her dedication?
I lifted Mollang with one hand, who had transformed her lower half into a hole like those of tentacle creatures, and I took off my pants again.
"Just this once, okay?"
'See, she understands now, but she pretended not to earlier.'
Normally, Mollang autonomously draws out my semen and becomes attached, but now she was passively held in my hand, having transformed her lower half solely for the purpose of insertion.
Since she was designed from the start to be penetrated, Mollang's lower half easily spread open at the touch of the glans, allowing my penis to enter her translucent interior.
To describe the sensation of insertion, unlike the usual tight grip around the glans and shaft when penetrating Mollang, it was different now.
The interior protrusions created air pockets at various points, not clinging but moving like a soft brush washing over the penis, stimulating the sensitive areas in a new way.
Moreover, squeezing Mollang's body increased the tightness and the protrusions clung more tightly, compressing against me, while loosening the grip made the bumpy texture more pronounced.
Lately, I've been either receiving help from Mollang or being with the princess, not controlling much myself, but now I was entirely in control of the tightness, allowing me to adjust the pace by tightening and releasing to match my pleasure.
'Indeed, masturbation has its own unique appeal.'
Of course, the act I was engaging in was with Mollang, but still, having the control while she just transformed made it feel different.
Holding Mollang as a tool in my hand, I did not forcibly hold back when I felt the climax approaching and released my semen deep into Mollang.
Perhaps it was because I had rested a day, or maybe the potion had enhanced my virility.
My semen filled Mollang's body, puffing up her chest slightly because my glans was right up against her chest area, and the semen pooled there whitely.
'It looks like she's filled with milk... Did she intend this?'
I inadvertently licked my lips seeing the liquid pooled beyond Mollang's chest.
Of course, the contents were not milk but my semen, so I definitely didn't want to drink it.
Mollang was showing a different side than usual.
I had tried giving her bread, meat, or vegetables before because I wanted to feed her something other than semen, but Mollang had never accepted any food.
Every time, she would tightly close her mouth and refuse, only craving my semen.
It was the same with other liquids; she would avoid fruit juices or milk, but now she was following me to my dining spot and actually drinking the milk I was supposed to drink.
'Is she hungry? Well, I have been restraining myself lately.'
More accurately, I couldn't use Mollang during training periods because I was too self-conscious.
Since milk is also rich in protein, I figured it wouldn't hurt for Mollang to drink it, but then she went inside my milk glass, sucked it up, and clung to my arm like a water droplet.
"Hey, you at least shouldn't bring a semen slime to the dining hall!"
"It's not a semen slime!"
"It eats only semen, so it's practically made of semen!"
"So if a person eats only beef, do they become a cow later?"
Hearing this, Dane was at a loss for words and couldn't respond, while Levin and Jake discreetly declared me the winner.
"Damn, just you wait. I'll refute you perfectly!"
'I wasn't planning to debate this seriously...'
Lately, I had been openly carrying Mollang around.
The original container Mollang lived in was destroyed when Mollang thrashed around trying to escape, and although I received a new container from the supply knight...
They said there was no stock and gave me a container over 50 years old which tasted like cooking a zombie, making it impossible for me to put Mollang in it.
It had an incredibly foul and toxic taste, so cursed that I felt like I should ask a temple to lift the curse, so I just hung it up as decoration.
As a result, Mollang just crawled around on my body and lived.
Unlike usual, Mollang, carrying milk inside, was unbalanced and shaky, and I playfully poked her with my finger.
"How cute is our Mollang, right?"
At that, Mollang, seeing that there were no other people around besides me, transformed back into a girl's appearance.
'Why doesn't she show this form to others?'
In front of other people, she just moves around like a bouncy slime ball, but she only shows her girl's form when it's just the two of us.
Unlike usual, Mollang, plump with milk, puffed up her cheeks as I poked them, and suddenly she gathered the milk in one place.
As Mollang concentrated the swallowed milk in her chest area, the volume naturally increased, and the flat chest puffed up.
Then drops of milk started to drip from the ends.
'Am I the reason she's doing this because I salivated last time?'
To prevent the milk from dripping onto the floor, I immediately brought Mollang to my mouth and licked her chest area.
I knew the contents were the milk served at breakfast, but drinking it straight from the source was a different sensation than just having it in a glass.
Unable to be satisfied with just the drops falling onto my tongue, I started sucking hard, and the resilient Mollang's chest stretched and was sucked into my lips.
As I firmly sucked on Mollang's chest, the milk she had been holding gushed out, refreshing my throat, and it was indeed a new world.
Since it was only a cup of milk, sucking milk from Mollang's chest could only last about 30 seconds.
Putting any more into such a small body would only make it balloon up, so naturally, sucking on it in this human form was a separate matter...
"Ah... I was trying to hold back today..."
Watching the tiny, alluring nipples dripping with a mix of my saliva and milk, how could I possibly hold back?
Moreover, the faint smell of milk (though of course, it's cow's milk) began to stir my instincts, making it impossible for me to resist any longer.
"Truly, there's no rest for the wicked..."
I had no choice but to carry Mollang in my arms and head to the bathroom.
"Where have you been?"
"I was resting in the barracks. What about you guys, where have you been since this morning?"
Dane, Levin, Jake—each carrying perfectly ironed formal wear—entered, and then it began to dawn on me.
"Don't tell me you forgot?"
"Wait a minute. Is today the 25th?"
"Damn... Why didn't you tell me!"
"I never thought there would be an idiot who'd forget the date of the sponsorship event."
"Didn't you send your formal wear to the dry cleaners?"
My formal wear was still hanging in a grimy state in the locker.
"I knew it from the time you were always busy with your slime."
To think I forgot the day of the most important sponsorship event for a trainee knight!