chapter 55: The Small but Strong Man (04)
Tasting Mollang's 'real' inner walls was indeed a new world.
Usually, Mollang manipulates her body, so there's hardly any sensation, but now she was mounting me herself and serving me with her body.
Squirting, squirting, squirting.
Unlike touching living flesh, Mollang’s crevices perfectly clamped down on my dick, creating a vacuum that stimulated me, and my dick, which had gotten wet from dealing with Shuru just before, was now being washed clean by Mollang’s body.
The remnants of semen flowing from my glans melted into Mollang’s body and disappeared, drawn up through her chest to the core in her head.
"As I thought, does Mollang consume semen through her core?"
With my hands and feet bound by Mollang, I couldn’t move at will and was helplessly subjected to her one-sided attachment.
Halfway through, perhaps excited, Mollang mounted my body, slamming her elastic buttocks down; usually my weight was heavy enough that only my genitalia shook when Mollang moved, but now, lying on part of Mollang, I was being pounded front and back.
My body began to bury deeper into Mollang's tentacles.
Initially, only my hands and feet were tied, but now my thighs and forearms were being devoured too, and every time Mollang pressed down on me, my body sank a little like entering cold water, feeling it bury into Mollang’s body.
'Could it be... she's going to eat me?'
When I looked up at Mollang with anxious eyes, she seemed to notice my intent and flashed a seductive smile.
She completely swallowed my body into hers.
Even inside Mollang's body, she maintained her girlish form and continued our coupling; I was stuck, unable to breathe within the slime’s body, panicking and flailing my limbs.
Of course, that didn’t mean I could escape from Mollang’s body.
Trying to breathe, Mollang pressed her whole body against my lungs, compressing and forcing me to exhale instead.
'I'm... suffocating...'
I tried to hold my breath, but I could only last about a minute.
I could have lasted 3-4 minutes if I had prepared and breathed in oxygen, but I was caught off guard and still being pressed on my lungs, so instead, the air was being squeezed out of me.
Is this how I die from suffocation caused by being eaten by Mollang?
If I die from a slime I was fostering after shrinking down during a heat cycle of a cat humanoid, I might just win an award for stupidity in this era...
And yet, amidst this... or perhaps because of this, I continued to ejaculate into Mollang’s body until the very end.
'Seriously... even now, oblivious...'
After I climaxed, Mollang finally released her body that had enveloped my face, and I spat out the slime fluid I had inhaled as I breathed fresh air.
I nearly died for real.
As my expression twisted severely, Mollang suddenly looked scared and released me.
It seems she thought her actions were sexy, watching me pleasure myself by touching her core recently, learning that threats to her life excited her.
"Don't do this again."
Seeing her slump dejectedly, I felt sorry for her, but such situations demand a cool response.
Any further attempts could end badly, potentially leading to my death and Mollang being classified as a murderous slime.
It's not good to develop such needless habits.
Scolded by me, Mollang seemed to lose her energy and sank into her slimy form, though she showed strong intent to reflect, but it seemed her heart was softening as she did.
'No, now more than ever, I need to be strict.'
"If you've reflected, return to your human form."
As harsh as I wanted to be, seeing her pitiful form made me soften.
"Don't do this again, okay?"
Watching Mollang nod, I realized I needed to remove the remaining semen near the prostate that had half come out, so I grabbed Mollang's head and pulled it towards my crotch to climax in her core.
I thought she would transform as usual and take it with her mouth, but this time, perhaps reflecting, she stayed still and my dick pierced through her hair and side head to reach her core.
'This... feels a bit weird?'
Though for a slime like Mollang, making a mouth or being pierced on the side of the head probably doesn't feel much different...
'But why is she still? Is she upset now that I can transform at will?'
As I pondered this, Mollang’s sticky core touched my glans, and the half-opened prostate fully opened, releasing the remaining half of the semen onto Mollang’s head.
I've heard of ejaculating inside, outside, in the intestines, in the mouth, but never in the head before.
Though it wasn't intentional, this was somewhat...
'Has my physical prowess decreased but my virility increased? Already an erection again? I might need a bit of a cooldown...'
After I subdued Mollang, the newly awakened Shuru grabbed me from behind, licking my neck.
"Ouch... Why is her strength... so strong?"
Being so close, I couldn't shake her off.
I knew that a humanoid of the same weight and height could be several times stronger, but I had underestimated Shuru because I could usually lift her easily, but now that I had shrunk, I was no match.
Somehow I feel like I'll keep being drained by these two alternately for the next 12 hours until the effects of the drug wear off...
'Never taking that shrinking potion again...'
After being drained of protein from my body for 12 hours, I realized it was causing muscle loss.
Because of this, I ended up sleeping almost 15 hours straight, essentially spending most of my holiday with Mollang and Shuru...
'But as long as it's resolved, it's fine.'
Thanks to that, Shuru became quiet during her heat cycle, and I could spend my time comfortably.
However... I couldn't stop some bad rumors from circulating.
"What did you do to that cat in heat to make her suddenly quiet?"
"And why were you asleep all day yesterday as if exhausted?"
"Could it be... Hey, he's a knight, but if he were a normal person, there would be such a difference..."
"But still, if that guy were human... Think about the size. His legs would be torn apart."
"A guy who does it even with slimes, what can't he do."
Damn. It's sad that I can't deny this fact.
"Wait, if he fit inside something that size, what about the size of his...?"
I wanted to stand erect to show these doubters my size, but with Shuru making toast on my lap, even an erection wouldn't be visible.
'Done. Whatever those guys think.'
I transformed into a smaller body out of consideration for Shuru, and although I was thoroughly drained by Mollang and Shuru for 12 hours, thanks to that, Shuru came out of her heat cycle and returned to being a quiet cat humanoid.
She still occasionally pushes her buttocks towards me wanting them to be slapped, but it’s just a gesture, not like before with that lustful look... right?
'Wait. Am I inducing her heat by slapping her buttocks?'
She's not crying all day in heat anymore and is comfortably lying on my lap, enjoying this peaceful situation.
It's been a while since I had such a peaceful time, holding Shuru and Mollang in my hands, touching them, and enjoying this peace without worrying about those silly rumors.
Although I did have intercourse, it's still a silly rumor.
"Is today the start of riding lessons?"
What does knight mean?
Knight means a person who rides a horse.
Honestly, learning horse riding not in the first year but in the third year is quite late.
Ding-dong-ding-dong-!
The assembly signal for training rang out, and I put down Shuru, who was lying on my lap, and Mollang, who was clinging to my hand, as I left the dorm.
Shuru casually waved one hand in greeting, and Mollang waved both hands signaling me to return.
It makes you wonder if this is why people keep pets.
While I'm away, Mollang and Shuru might fight, but since one is a slime and the other has soft fists, they really just end up draining each other's energy without causing any harm.
"Why on earth is it in the large drill ground!"
"It's horse riding practice; it should be done in a large space."
Grumbling, I kicked the complaining guy as we arrived at the large drill ground, where we expected to see our horses.
At least they could have provided 75 horses for two shifts or 50 for three shifts...
I thought they'd at least manage 30 horses so we could rotate in five shifts...
There were exactly five.
Moreover, most of the horses looked frail with visible ribs, and upon closer inspection, one wasn’t even a horse but a mule.
There was no way we could conduct horse riding training .
"What’s going on here? Were the horses stolen or something?"
The other dorm mates who had arrived earlier were also dumbfounded and asked the senior knight.
But there has to be a limit to having no money, right?
150 trainees... no, to share 4 horses and one mule?
'The Order of Knight-Mages must be ruined...'
At this rate, it should be renamed from the Order of Knight-Mages to something like the Order of Foot-Mages, right?