Chapter 56 Beastman Condition*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
After the release, Sheena gave me a thorough cleanup, and then the three of us headed to the shower. Seeing Sheena fully naked was a revelation.
She had the proportions of a Westerner-high waist, long, elegant legs.
Maybe it was her rabbit heritage, but her thighs were slightly thick, though the length of her legs made them look perfectly balanced rather than heavy. Her pubic hair, white as the hair on her head, was groomed into a neat, soft vertical stripe-neither too sparse nor too dense.
Her breasts were soft but substantial, sitting high and firm without a hint of sag, complemented by a round, pert backside. The washing area was large, but with three of us, it felt intimate.
Sayaka washed me down while we stood, then she showed Sheena the ropes.
The two of them took turns, using their breasts to lather my back in a rhythmic, sliding motion. Inevitably, my “son” stood back up at attention.
I sat on the edge of the tub and told them what I wanted: a paizuri ¹. Sayaka gave the demonstration, and Sheena mimicked her perfectly.
They finished me off with a double-sided sandwich, and I coated their faces in a final, satisfying burst.
Seeing them smeared and breathless, I returned the favor by washing the semen out of their hair. Once we were dry, I left them to finish their hair and went to the living room.
I pulled up the Magic Crystal ² to check the haul. I saw there was one notification, so I tapped it.
<First-time Clear Reward: 6th Floor Guardian. 100,000 DP ³ granted. Accept? (Yes/No)>
”A hundred thousand?” I muttered.
The 4th-floor boss only gave fifty thousand. The 5th floor was two hundred thousand, but that was an Area Guardian-a different league entirely.
I guess taking out a mid-boss tier enemy bumps the pay grade. I wasn’t about to complain; I’ll take every point I can get.
Next, I cashed in the Magic Stones. 212 Goblins netted me 42,400 DP.
The Guardian’s ‘Goblin Soldier’ dropped an E+ rank stone worth 600. Total: 43,000 DP. Rock had been a godsend; he’d cut our clear time down to almost nothing.
It also helped that there were no other Testers breathing down our necks. I’d heard the 2nd floor was a total clusterfuck of people brawling over spawns.
Then, the loot boxes. The Guardian’s chest dropped a Grade-4 Potion and a Medal of Return ⁴. The standard chests were the usual fodder: Grade-5 Health and Mana Potions, with the occasional wooden shield or bundle of arrows.
My current stockpile looked like this: Grade-5 Potion x56, Grade-4 Potion x2, Grade-5 Mana Capacity Recovery Potion ⁵ x26, Grade-4 Mana Capacity Recovery Potion x1. The Grade-5 Health Potions were piling up.
Unlike the Mana Potions, I almost never had a reason to use them. I wondered if the 11th floor would finally start swapping these wooden chests for copper ones. Even with the boss reward increase, the 6th floor clearly still belonged to the “Noob Zone.” The dungeon seems designed to let beginners grind DP from stones and boss rewards to buy decent gear from the Shop.
The fact that it only drops Grade-5 Potions-which can’t heal anything more than a scratch-is the smoking gun. That said, even the cheap stuff has its uses.
Yuki-san told me about a guy in the Karate Club party who got his hand impaled by a Horn Rabbit.
A Grade-5 Potion barely stopped the bleeding, but the guy was in so much agony that he bought up his teammates’ spare potions for cheap. He drank one a day, and slowly, the wound actually started to knit together.
By the fourth day and the fourth bottle, the hole was closed and the pain was gone. This was with a standard Grade-5-the stuff that’s only supposed to handle bruises and light cuts.
Another party tried to replicate it by making a guy with a similar injury chug three Grade-5s back-to-back.
It did absolutely nothing. That confirmed two things: Potions act as a catalyst for natural healing, and there’s a “cooldown” or interval between doses.
Chugging them all at once is just a waste of DP. A Grade-4 Potion is high-potency and works fast; a Grade-5 is weak, but if you have the time to space out multiple doses, you can achieve the same result.
Grade-5s go for 2,000 DP while Grade-4s are 10,000.
The math checks out-five cheap ones equal one good one, provided you aren’t bleeding out on the floor. If you’ve got a hole in your gut, it’s Grade-4 or death.
I’m currently sharing this info to help the others figure out exactly how long that interval is. I really hope Yuki-san and her crew make some progress on that.
After the tally, my previous balance of 510,000 shot up to a little over 650,000 DP.
It was down about 30k from this morning, but that was because I’d told Sayaka to buy Sheena some actual clothes and loungewear before we left. I bought dinner for five.
Naturally, I was eating three of those portions myself. Tonight was steak, hamburger steak, rice, soup, and salad.
My metabolism was spiraling out of control-probably a side effect of my increased Strength and Stamina stats.
I kept the Magic Pouch stocked with rations and had the Return Medal, so even if I hit a trap that dropped me into the deep floors, I wouldn’t starve. Still, at 200 DP a set, I was eating 600 DP a meal.
Including breakfast and lunch, that’s 1,260 DP a day-about 12,000 yen just on food. Ridiculous.
Then again, I’m clearing 400k yen a day, so I can afford to eat like a king.
As I was setting the table, Sayaka and Sheena returned. Sayaka was in her usual sleeveless shirt and shorts, but Sheena had changed into a white, low-cut one-piece dress.
The dress was a smart choice because of her tail; shorts would need a custom hole, and those are a pain to get on and off. The white fabric was thin enough that I could see her black bra and panties through it.
The bra was a half-cup-unlike the ones I got for Sayaka, it actually covered her nipples, but the way it hoisted her heavy breasts upward was incredible.
The panties were a “cheeky” T-back style, leaving the upper half of her glutes exposed in a provocative Y-shape. Sayaka had done a great job picking these out; they looked amazing on her.
I gave Sayaka a silent thumbs-up.
She caught my drift, smirked, and returned a modest thumb-up of her own. Sheena just sat on the sofa, staring vacantly.
We ate together; she was slow, which worked out perfectly since I had three plates to get through.
Afterward, we played a few rounds of a kart racer on the Nintendou console. Sheena was a total novice and came in dead last every time, but I found it hilarious that she instinctively picked the rabbit character.
I’d told Sayaka not to go easy on her, so Sayaka swept first place every single time. She’d clearly spent way too much time playing this back home.
After the games, I led them both to the bedroom.
Sayaka was beaming; Sheena followed with her usual stoic obedience. I pushed them both onto the bed and started with a deep kiss for Sayaka.
”Nn… hnf…” Sayaka moaned. When our tongues finally parted, I told her to wait while I took Sheena first. Sayaka nodded and moved to the edge of the bed. I turned to Sheena.
When our lips met, she gave a tiny start, but then lapsed back into her hollow-eyed trance. I slid my tongue into her mouth, and to my surprise, her tongue began to dance with mine.
Her body was responding, even if her mind wasn’t; she was in heat, instinctively craving a male.
I stripped the dress off her, revealing the black lace. I unhooked her bra, and her pale, massive breasts spilled out, the nipples already dark and firm.
”Beautiful…” I whispered.
”She really is,” Sayaka added.
She was a masterpiece. Large, soft breasts, a tiny waist, and that faint Crotch Crest ⁶ shimmering on her lower abdomen amidst the white hair. I wondered if that crest would darken as she became more “complete,” even if she stayed a Soul-less Doll ⁷.
I placed my hand over the mark and channeled my Mana into her. Sheena’s body bucked once, hard, but her expression didn’t flicker.
Even so, the change was undeniable: her nipples were rock-hard, and I could see the moisture seeping through her black lace panties.
I slid them off, and a thick string of fluid stretched between the fabric and her sex. She was ready.
I hovered over her and kissed her again. I positioned myself between her legs, rubbing my tip against her petals.
”Sheena, I’m going in,” I said. She didn’t look at me, but I saw her give a tiny, almost imperceptible nod. I was eager to see what her Beastman physiology actually felt like.
I pushed past the petals, finding her entrance incredibly tight-she was clearly untouched. I slowly forced my way into the wet, narrow heat.
”Nn…” Sheena gasped. Her eyes remained fixed on the ceiling, but as I sank deeper, the sheer quality of her “Famous Instrument” ⁸ hit me like a physical weight. This was it.
A natural-born masterpiece. The walls of her vagina weren’t smooth; they were covered in firm, bead-like protrusions that massaged me from every angle.
This was the “Salmon-Roe Mat” texture-usually something women paid for with expensive surgery to simulate, but Sheena was born with it.
I’d been with a high-end pro who’d had the surgery once, and it had been incredible, but Sheena’s was on another level. I pushed all the way to the hilt.
I didn’t feel a hymen-maybe she was like a succubus and didn’t have one, or maybe it had snapped during the dungeon crawl. It didn’t matter.
The difference between her and the artificial version was that her texture was 360 degrees.
Every inch of me was being squeezed and stimulated. This kind of body is designed to force a male to finish as fast as possible.
In the wild, it’s a survival trait-get the job done and get out before a predator finds you. If you don’t move, you could savor it for hours, but faced with this kind of friction, no man on earth could stay still.
I grabbed her ankles, hoisting her long legs high, and started a violent, rapid-fire rhythm.
The sound of flesh hitting flesh filled the room. My shaft hammered into her at high speed.
”Nn… nn… hng… nn…” Sheena huffed. She let out rhythmic puffs of air-less like moans of pleasure and more like the sound of her breath being forced out by the impact. God, this felt too good. The harder I worked, the more those beads ground against me. The pleasure was so intense it was almost painful. It was a trap of a pussy. Once you’re in, you can’t stop; you only want to go faster to reach that peak.
It was fundamentally different from Lanora, Freya, or even Sayaka. You could choose to leave them.
With Sheena, you were a prisoner of the friction.
”You’re incredible, Sheena. You’ve got a pussy that won’t let a man go,” I groaned.
”Nn… nn…” I couldn’t hold it. My hips were moving in a blur. I forced her legs together and pointed her toes toward the ceiling, cradling her calves as I went for the final sprint. The pressure was overwhelming.
Closing her legs tightened the walls even further, increasing the friction to a breaking point. I felt the heat rising from my core to the tip.
Just as I hit the point of no return, I buried myself deep against her cervix.
”I’m-! It’s coming!” I yelled.
I unloaded everything in a series of powerful, deep surges, aiming straight for her womb.
Throughout the entire climax, Sheena’s eyes stayed vacant, staring at the ceiling in that haunting, broken look. But her body didn’t lie-she was rigid, lost in a forced peak, her muscles twitching uncontrollably around me.
I collapsed onto her, locking our lips and swirling my tongue with hers while I continued to pulse inside her.
Her hands, trembling and weak, reached up and feebly stroked my back. Feeling that faint warmth on my skin, I gave a few last, deep thrusts, making sure every last drop of my seed was left deep inside her.
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Summary:
The protagonist returns home after clearing the 6th floor, cashing in a substantial amount of DP and discovering new mechanics regarding potion efficacy. He enjoys a domestic evening with Sayaka and Sheena, which transitions into an intense sexual encounter. The chapter focuses on the unique physiological pleasure provided by Sheena’s rabbit-beastman anatomy.
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Character Insight:
The protagonist continues to show a pragmatic and analytical mindset, even when managing his harem or his appetite. His interest in Sheena is deepening through physical discovery, while Sayaka remains his supportive ‘right hand.’
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Behind the Scenes:
The author uses this chapter to establish world-building ‘hard rules’ for health potions, likely to prevent them from being too overpowered in future conflicts.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Sheena – Beastman Soul-less Doll with rabbit ears and a large chest. Flawless face, approx 165cm height, F or G cup, narrow waist, large hips, and a fluffy tail longer than a rabbit’s.
• Sayaka – The academy’s premier beauty and a member of the swimming club. Currently classified as a Rank 1 Slave. She is seventeen years old and a virgin. E-cup. She has blue, short, boyish hair. Her best friend is Sanae.
• Rock – A male Kobold summoned from a Magic Sealing Crystal. He has grey fur, round eyes, and a face resembling a Shiba Inu. He wears a leather jacket and a pilot’s cap
• Yuki – A third-year high school student and leader of the Battle Sports Club. He is a national champion in medieval-style combat using swords and spears. He has a severe sister complex. He has hawk-like eyes and a polite but determined demeanor.
• Lanora – The brown-skinned elder sister succubus.
• Freya – A new ‘Wall-Butt’ succubus with long white hair, a high-class appearance resembling a high school student, and large breasts. She is currently trapped in a wall-style display for slave purchase.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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