The Tower Manager couldn’t stop Nathan.
She held the system panel in front of her, annoyed, her fingers trembling.
"Damn human... don’t ignore me..."
She took a breath—harsh, deep, like that rare breed of middle-aged woman who always finds a way to ruin everything.
"...Whatever... maybe I’ll get to see him do it again... heheee..."
She grinned—not as a system manager, but as a horny woman stuck in a holy cage.
Then that grin disappeared.
[Eclipse has stopped.]
[System access requires maintenance.]
The Tower Manager let go of her grip, the panel hanging half-dead, still showing Nathan’s filthy ass cheeks bathed in daylight.
Her right hand clenched.
"AGHHH... FUCK!!! Stupid-ass tower, broken-ass system, weak-ass humans... hurry up and finish this damn place so I can freely watch all the sinners again!"
She slammed the panel.
Another one popped up automatically—a list of Tower tasks she hated.
The checklist glowed blood red.
Nathan turned right. Then left.
His eyes couldn’t find Domina and Livia’s thick asses.
Nathan walked toward the area where he’d been assaulted.
He didn’t find them. No brown jiggle breasts. No bunny ears. Nothing but silence and footprints.
"They couldn’t be dead, right?" Nathan frowned.
"What do you think, Tower Manager?" he asked.
"Hey, Tower Manager?" Nathan tried calling her again.
But another notification popped up.
[The Tower Manager is currently busy, please try again later...]
"Rather than worry about them, I should probably clean myself up first."
Nathan walked toward the river, growing more uncomfortable under the blazing sun.
His dick felt roasted—still smeared with leftover Sapoa sap, now turning the heat into an unbearable itch.
He kept scratching his cock and balls as he walked, like a man teetering on the edge of madness.
When he got there, it felt like paradise.
Without hesitation, he stepped in and dove into the river.
He stood up, rising like one of those women in short videos posted by random accounts—usually sponsored by shady gambling sites.
He flipped his hair back.
This feels like heaven... he thought.
A strange sound echoed. Nathan instinctively turned toward it.
Nothing. Just a Sapoa tree with dried sap and tall wild grass surrounding it.
Nathan splashed water onto his face, then closed his eyes.
"I’m getting too paranoid," he muttered, sitting by the riverbank.
Nathan’s eyes snapped open. He turned again—this time almost sure something was hiding behind the grass.
The grass rustled. Nathan prepared to get out of the water.
It didn’t stop. Nathan picked up his pace, quickly wading toward the river’s edge.
Once he was out, he kept walking—faster now.
Nathan bumped into something.
Domina stood in front of him, smiling—face glowing with healthy MILF energy, her chocolate breasts still perfectly intact.
"YOOO..." Livia suddenly appeared, full of energy, and threw her arm around Nathan from the side.
This vibe... Nathan thought.
He was being hugged from the side, looked up at from above—his body clearly shorter than theirs. This isn’t unfamiliar. This moment...
Domina gently cupped Nathan’s face. "What’s wrong?" she asked, smiling with pure sincerity.
Livia squeezed his shoulder. "Are you alright?"
Nathan reached out and held her hand.
No... they’re different. He thought.
"I’m fine," Nathan said, gently removing Domina’s hand before lowering his head.
Domina and Livia went quiet for a moment. "Hmm... alright then. Umm... we’re just glad you’re still alive," Domina said softly.
Livia, still beside him, moved her hand to his head. "We’re sorry... we didn’t know Eclipse would arrive," she said gently.
Both of them looked genuinely remorseful. "Ah... we should finish our bath. I’ll begin preparing the Sapoa sap," Domina said, turning away and walking off.
"Hmm... I’ll come too..." Livia said, turning to follow. But after just one step, she paused, glanced back at Nathan, and leaned her head forward.
"...Why is it soft? I haven’t even stroked it yet," she frowned.
"Tch..." Nathan clicked his tongue, annoyed. "Just go prepare the sap," he said, grabbing his cock. "It’ll be hard again. Later."
Nathan stood there, staring at their backs.
They’re different. Even if I felt bullied... they were genuine. They weren’t mocking my sense of self-worth. He exhaled slowly. Yeah, they’re different. So damn different.
Different from those cruel gals in anime hentai I used to binge-watch three months ago.
Nathan glanced around.
He walked briskly, knelt down, and picked up something that, to him, was more precious than gold.
"My pants are still intact."
He let out a relieved sigh.
Nathan made his way back to where he had been earlier.
There, he saw the voluptuous Rabbit Fighters stretching once more.
"They’re not injured?"
His eyes lingered on their bodies—still smooth and glistening, like caramel under the sun.
Moments later, once the Sapoa sap was ready and they were preparing to bathe,
Nathan’s cock was also ready—his cooldown had ended.
Domina and Livia entered the water first, while Nathan stepped in more slowly.
They began by wetting their bodies.
Nathan was still curious why they didn’t seem injured.
"Domina," he called out.
"Eum?" Domina glanced at him.
"Are your bodies okay?" Nathan asked.
"Of course. Look at this."
Domina raised both arms, flexing her biceps—though Nathan’s eyes were clearly fixed on her smooth, caramel breasts.
Domina lowered her arms.
"Validia gave us a special fluid as an apology. She did crush us for a moment, after all."
"Validia?" Nathan frowned.
Livia stepped forward and placed a hand on Nathan’s forehead, as if checking his temperature.
"Validia’s that big woman who fought with us. Hmm... I guess your Eclipse memory haze hasn’t surfaced yet?"
"Huh? What memory?" Nathan looked even more confused.
"Of course—the memories from when Eclipse was active.
We always remember our fights... vaguely, like fragments from a fading dream."
Nathan stared blankly.
He was starting to accept that the more he tried to understand the Tower, the less any of it made sense.
Livia’s other hand slid downward.
"Eughmm..." Nathan flinched.
He jolted back, startled, as Livia suddenly gave his balls a firm squeeze.
"Ahaha..." Domina chuckled.
"Looks like it’s hard again."
She stared at Nathan’s cock with open interest.
"Guess you’re ready to clean my tight spot again."
Nathan let out a frustrated snort.
Domina picked up a Sapoa leaf.
"Though first, I should clean my upper half...
so you can focus on my tight spot again."
Livia sat at the riverbank.
"Hurry up. I can’t wait to squeeze it."
Domina replied with a smile.
"Of course. I can’t wait to shake it either."
Clean it? Squeeze it? Shake it?
Nathan’s expression darkened.
To them, his dick was just a toy. A tool. Nothing more.
They keep disrespecting the dignity of my cock. They need to be taught a lesson.
He grabbed Domina’s hand—the one holding the Sapoa leaf.
"Eum? What is it?" she tilted her head.
If they want to treat it like a tool... fine. Time to show them what this tool can do. Nathan exhale slowly.
"Let me clean your entire body with this," Nathan said, as he grabbed his cock.