Chapter 221 Moe’s Awakening*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
After the long kiss with Moe, I took her hand and led her back toward the living room.
On the way, I caught the eyes of Coach Arisawa, Karen, and the others peeking out from the Magic Tent¹.
”What, were you all watching?” I asked.
It seemed they had overheard our entire conversation.
”Haha… I was just worried about Moe,” Arisawa said.
”Sniff… Sensei…” Karen whimpered.
”Sensei… I’m so sorry… I’ve done nothing but lean on you,” Leticia added, her expression pained.
Arisawa stepped out of the Magic Tent looking awkward. Karen followed, half-crying, while Leticia looked down in shame.
”It’s alright, Leticia-chan. I’m the adult; it’s okay for you to rely on me. I’m the one who shouldn’t have bottled everything up,” Moe said.
”Yeah… but you were suffering too… I’m sorry,” Leticia whispered.
”Sniff… I’m sorry too!” Karen cried.
”Karen-san, you too. It’s okay now. Yakumo-san promised he’d save everyone. I’m going to stay right here and believe in him,” Moe said, her voice steady for the first time.
”Yeah! If it’s Darling, he’ll definitely come through! I’m going to fight my hardest too!” Karen shouted.
”Me too! I’ll take down tons of them with my Light Arrow²!” Leticia promised.
”Fufu, thank you both. But don’t push yourselves,” Moe said, hugging them both with a look of pure affection.
Watching them, Arisawa approached me.
”Sanada-san, thank you. That’s the first time I’ve seen Moe’s real smile. It’s all thanks to… er, thanks to you,” Arisawa said.
”When a woman I’m interested in looks that miserable, any man would try to do something about it. Besides… kukuku, Coach Arisawa. You can use your natural voice with me,” I replied.
This was our first real talk, but I could tell she was forcing the polite act. I’d felt the same vibe when I first dealt with that old hag, the Chairwoman.
”Ah… if you say so, that’s a relief. I have to put on a front for the cameras,” Arisawa admitted.
”Well, you are a national rep. You’ve got an image to maintain,” I said.
She was an Olympian and a silver medalist. If she talked like a delinquent, the whole team would look bad. She’d clearly been playing the ‘good girl’ for years.
”Tell me about it. Anyway, you can just call me Kyoko. I’ll call you Yakumo. Or would you prefer ‘Goshujin-sama’ like that blonde Doll-girl?” Kyoko asked.
”Give me a break. I’m not the one making her say it. That’s just her own resolve,” I said.
To get me to buy her best friend, Sanae, Sayaka had offered up everything. Calling me ‘Goshujin-sama’ was just a leftover from that. Besides, when we’re in the heat of it, she’s usually screaming my name anyway.
”Kukuku, I see. Then ‘Yakumo’ it is. By the way, thanks for the gear. The underwear and the beer… I was so happy I almost cried,” Kyoko said.
”I was planning on buying you along with Moe anyway, Kyoko. Figured I’d build up some favor first,” I said.
”Ahaha! You could just subjugate me and do whatever you want, yet you’re worried about ‘favor’? You’re an odd one, just like Moe said. I’m glad it was you who bought us. The thought of being sold to Oida-sensei’s bunch makes my skin crawl,” Kyoko said.
”I’m honored,” I said with a shrug.
”I’ve been watching you explore. You’re… certainly energetic. I’m expecting big things,” Kyoko said, her eyes dropping to my crotch.
”Kukuku. I promise not to disappoint,” I replied.
Wonderful. Apparently, she was quite the lecher. Not surprising for a Lust Level S³. Tonight, I was going to plow her until she completely submitted.
I let a smirk tug at my lips, my crotch throbbing as I stared Kyoko down. She met my gaze with a defiant grin.
Let’s see how long you keep that composure.
”Alright, let’s get inside and handle the Owner Registration⁴ for these crotch tattoo⁵s,” I said.
Doing both at once was tempting, but I’d start with Moe. Teasing Kyoko for a while seemed like it would yield better results.
They were both experienced. I wasn’t going to hold back.
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”Alright, Moe. We’re doing your Owner Registration first,” I said.
After telling Sheena and Sanae to stay awake and wait, I led Moe and Kyoko into the bedroom of the Magic Tent.
”Yes… fufu, I’m actually a little nervous,” Moe admitted.
”Registration triggers a forced heat, right? I wonder if she’ll end up like Nijyuuki… I can’t wait,” Kyoko said.
Moe was blushing and bashful, while Kyoko’s cheeks were flushed with pure excitement. Giving a wry smile at the contrast, I began to peel the bondage gear off Moe’s shoulders.
”Ah…” Moe gasped.
I yanked the suit down to her waist in one go. Her G-cup breasts sprang free, swaying heavily. The areolas were large and soft pink, with small n**ipss sitting in the center. Her skin was as pale as snow, her chest looking as soft as marshmallows.
The contrast with Karen’s firm, bouncy body was incredible.
”Please… don’t stare so much. It’s embarrassing…” Moe said, trying to cover herself.
”Kukuku. What’s the matter, Yakumo? You some kind of breast man?” Kyoko teased.
”Yeah. I love ’em. Breasts are supreme. Breasts solve everything,” I declared.
”O-oh…” Kyoko winced at my confidence.
”Alright, time to register,” I said, turning back to Moe after gesturing for Kyoko to sit on the edge of the bed.
”Yes… please, make me yours, Yakumo-san,” Moe whispered.
”I will. I promise to take care of you,” I said.
I placed my hand on her lower abdomen and let my Mana Capacity⁶ flow.
”Ah… eh? Ahhhhhh!” Moe screamed.
The mana flooding her tattoo triggered an immediate, forced heat. She clutched at her crotch, her body trembling violently. Through her fingers, I could see the pink mark glowing vividly.
It was on par with Sayaka. One shot should be enough for a Total Submission⁷.
”It’s rough, isn’t it? I’ll give you some relief,” I said.
”Ngh… ah… it’s… more than I imagined… Please… I’m begging you…” Moe groaned.
”Yeah. I’m going to love every inch of you,” I said.
I scooped her up, laid her on the bed, and stripped the rest of the gear off. Her body was spectacularly voluptuous, groomed perfectly.
”I’m… so embarrassed… please don’t look…” Moe said, turning her head.
But her fingers were already sliding down, twitching frantically toward her slit. Wait? Is she reaching back too far? Is it positioned that low?
I felt a brief flash of confusion at the angle of her hand, but I brushed it off and leaned over for a kiss.
”Ngh,” I grunted.
I tangled our tongues together while my hands found her breasts. They were incredibly soft, like actual marshmallows. Her whole body was warm, like being wrapped in a living down comforter.
”Ngh… hnf… ahh…” Moe let out ragged breaths.
I worked her breasts and rolled her n**ipss until she squeezed her legs shut, rubbing them together beneath me.
”I’m coming in,” I said.
”…Yes,” Moe replied.
There was a pause. She looked almost… disappointed? I shook it off. She was in heat; she’d be screaming soon enough.
I pressed my c**k against her entrance. It was burning up. I slowly buried my shaft into her to the root. The inside was thick and incredibly warm.
No doubt about it. Moe was a Meiki⁸ ‘Yu-popo’⁹—a masterwork of heat. It felt like being soaked in a warm bath. The v**inal walls wrapped around me with a gentle, meat-heavy pressure.
”Ngh… you’re inside…” Moe whispered.
I began to move my hips slowly. My c**k slid in and out of that warm, thick channel.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
But Moe’s reaction was lukewarm. I kept up the pace, kneading her breasts to compensate.
”Ah! Ngh! Ah!” she cried.
She reacted to the breasts, but the penetration felt flat. I was confused. She wasn’t frigid, but the rhythm was off. She looked like she was being teased—denied what she actually needed.
Whatever, let’s just force the climax.
I sped up the pistons and toggled to Quick-Draw Mode¹⁰.
”Ngh… ngh… so intense… ah!” Moe moaned.
She still sounded let down. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Kyoko facepalm. What does she know that I don’t?
”Damn… I’m close,” I grunted.
”Nngh… okay…” Moe answered.
I grabbed her thighs and went for the final sprint.
Spluck. Spluck. Spluck.
Every time I bottomed out, love juice overflowed, soaking the sheets. Moe kept her face turned away. Even so, the pleasure of that thick heat pushed me over the edge. I jammed myself deep and let go.
”I’m coming!” I roared.
Splu-u-urt!
”…Eh? Ah… AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Moe screamed.
As my seed slammed into her uterus, she went blank with shock before being swept away by the forced climax. Her voice finally broke. The warmth inside her turned to searing heat, her walls clamping down on my c**k and pulsing from every possible angle.
”Oh, this feels incredible.”
I rhythmically drive into her tightening depths, my length twitching as I pump the remaining heat into her.
Splurt. Splurt. Splat.
”Ah… hngh… ah… d-don’t… stop… ah… no way… I’m peaking… from inside… ah!”
Moe’s cheeks are flushed a deep crimson. She presses her index finger to her trembling lips, her entire body racking with spasms as waves of pleasure crash over her. She looks utterly overwhelmed.
I watch her – this girl who was so unresponsive until now – and feel a surge of primal satisfaction mixed with a faint sting of defeat. I don’t stop until every last drop is claimed by her womb.
I’ve given her everything. I start to withdraw from Moe’s slick heat, but she stops me.
”Ah, nngh… wait! Yakumo-san, stay right there! Please… don’t pull out!”
”Hm? What’s up, Moe?”
I’m halfway out when she grabs my arms with both hands, her grip desperate.
”I… um… I’ve never… felt it like that… in there…” Moe stammers.
I tilt my head, confused by her hesitation. Kyoko, who had been watching us closely, narrows her eyes and steps toward the bed.
”Moe, don’t tell me… did you actually climax from your p**sy?” Kyoko asked.
”Yes…” Moe nods, her eyes downcast in shame.
”What do you mean by that?” I asked.
Was she just frigid this whole time? Is that even a thing?
Kyoko sighs, taking the lead. “Yakumo. It’s hard for her to admit, so I’ll say it. Moe had her anal developed by her first man. Ever since then, she hasn’t been able to feel a thing inside her v**ina. She was totally numb there.”
”Oh, I get it now.” I understood, following Kyoko’s words which she spoke as if it couldn’t be helped.
She probably lost her virginity and had her asshole broken in before she ever learned how a woman is supposed to feel. Her body prioritized the wrong sensations. Or maybe she was just wired that way from the start, making her v**inal walls feel like dead space. Her earlier lack of reaction made perfect sense now.
”God… this is so embarrassing,” Moe moans, shielding her glowing red face with her hands.
”There’s nothing to be ashamed of,” I said, leaning back in. “Your first man was just a dud. I don’t mind.”
”Yakumo-san…” Her eyes well up with tears at my words.
”But why did you want me to stay inside?” I asked.
”Because… well… now that I’ve peaked, it’s become so sensitive. I… I can feel everything now…”
”I see. The internal climax¹¹ woke your body up.”
I wonder if such a thing happens, but since she says it feels good, it must be so.
Maybe the fact that she’s reached a state of Total Submission¹² played a role in breaking that mental block. Regardless, it seems a good internal drenching was the cure for her frigidity.
The creampie. It really is the ultimate salvation.
”S-so, um… if it’s okay… could we keep going?”
”Sure. I’m a fast learner, and I recover even faster.”
I give my hips a sharp, suggestive twitch, and I’m rock-hard again in seconds.
”Ah… it’s already big again… incredible…”
”I’m just getting started. Kyoko, give us a few more minutes.”
”I… yeah. Damn, you’re something else,” Kyoko muttered, looking at me with genuine impressed surprise.
I flash her a smirk. It’s all in the delivery. I turn my focus back to Moe, looking down at the crotch tattoo¹³ that’s now glowing vividly against her skin. I begin to grind.
”Ah! Ah! Yes! It feels so good… so much better than the other way… Yakumo-san… I love you!”
”I love you too, Moe.”
Unlike at first, with every swing of my hips, the thick v**inal walls wrap softly around my meat stick. I hook her legs over my shoulders, kneading her breasts as I begin to ruthlessly colonize her newly awakened depths.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
The sound of our bodies colliding fills the room. I shift my weight, pinning her into an manguri-gaeshi¹⁴ position, looking straight down at her as I drive home with everything I have.
”Agugh, nngh, ah, deep… I’ve never felt it like this… amazing… feels good… ah, ah, ah!”
While she looks a bit pained, I increase the striking speed while looking down at Moe’s face as she feels the breeding press¹⁵.
Squish. Squish. Squish.
With every heavy downward thrust, a mixture of her fluids and my previous spent seed sprays out, coating her thighs and splashing across her stomach. She’s too far gone to care. Her hair is a matted mess, her mouth hangs open, and she’s lost in the haze.
”Ah! I’m losing my mind… it’s too deep… no, I’m… I’m going again! I’m gonna go!”
”I’m right there with you. Let’s go together.”
I transition into a high-speed blur, hammering into her as her walls begin to vibrate and constrict in a frantic rhythm.
”Nngh, ah, ye-yes, ah, already… already… I’m coming… I’m commmmiiiing!”
Then Moe stretches both legs out straight and reaches a climax, and at the same time, the inside of her v**ina tightens. To her, who is climaxing with her mouth wide open and eyes closed, I drive my hips down relentlessly.
”Ahih, Yakumo-san… I’m coming… don’t move…”
”Take another one! Here it comes, Moe! Ghugh.”
I pull back one last time and bury myself to the hilt, erupting deep inside her.
Splurrrrt!
”A… aaaaaah!”
Being creampied in the middle of climaxing, Moe shouts the loudest she ever has and reaches a climax again. Her eyes fly open from the excessive pleasure, and her whole body goes into convulsions. I stay buried deep, my hips pulsing as I wring out every last drop of my heat into her.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
When I’m finally empty, I pull away. Moe’s body collapses like a doll with its strings cut, sinking into the mattress. She’s out cold.
Looking at Moe’s face, she seemed to have lost consciousness. I guess back-to-back climaxes were a bit much for her first time feeling it. I should probably pace her better next time until she’s used to it.
I stand there for a moment, watching the white blur of my victory leak from her open heat as she lies there unconscious, and I make a mental note to be more gentle during the next round.”
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Summary:
Yakumo reconciles with Moe after her emotional breakdown, leading to her official ‘Owner Registration’ alongside the silver medalist coach, Kyoko. During the subsequent s*xual encounter, Yakumo discovers Moe possesses a rare ‘Yu-popo’ anatomy but is confused by her lack of response to penetration. The scene ends with a forced climax that hints at a deeper physical or psychological mystery regarding Moe’s body.
Yakumo successfully ‘awakens’ Moe’s v**inal sensitivity through a series of intense s*xual encounters. It is revealed that Moe’s previous frigidity was caused by early anal development by her first partner. After a double climax, Moe loses consciousness from the sheer intensity of the pleasure.
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Trivia:
- Kyoko is a silver medalist Olympian, not just a coach.
- Moe’s internal change is referred to as ‘Awakening’ (覚醒).
- Yakumo is already comparing his new slaves’ reactions to his previous ones like Sayaka and Nijyuuki.
- There is a discrepancy in where Moe is reaching/touching herself during the act.
- Kyoko’s ‘Lust Level S’ suggests she is highly experienced or has a high drive.
- Yakumo uses ‘Quick-Draw Mode’ to speed up the process.
- Moe has a crotch tattoo that reacts to her arousal level.
- Kyoko is present in the room and observing/commenting on the act.
- The ‘Total Submission’ status is a specific psychological/mechanical condition in this setting.
- Moe’s previous partner was the one who prioritized anal over v**inal s*x, causing her condition
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Character Insight:
Moe is shifting from the ‘teacher’ role to a ‘slave’ role, seeking emotional validation from Yakumo. Kyoko reveals her true, less-refined personality, showing a pragmatic and lecherous side that contrasts with her public persona. Yakumo remains strategically focused on ‘Favorability’ and ‘Subjugation’ levels.
Moe experiences a significant breakthrough, transitioning from a submissive, somewhat numb participant to a fully sensitized partner. Yakumo shows a mix of arrogance and a slight sense of ‘defeat’ that he didn’t realize her condition sooner.
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Behind the Scenes:
The ‘Yu-popo’ term is a specific trope in Japanese adult fiction referring to extreme internal warmth. The author uses Kyoko’s facepalm as a comedic yet narrative device to signal Yakumo’s ‘cluelessness’ regarding Moe’s specific anatomical needs.
The term ‘Naka-iki’ (Internal Climax) is a common trope in adult light novels involving the ‘awakening’ of a female character’s pleasure through specific male prowess.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Arisawa – Female sensei. She’s a former Olympic silver medalist for volleyball. She’s gorgeous, and her physique is top-tier. She has an artificial joint in her knee due to a car accident. Described as beautiful but unsociable with a rough way of speaking. Has black hair ponytail.
• Karen – An American exchange student and voice‑acting major, lively and often seen rushing to school with bread in her mouth. Busty and playful, she uses her charms to her advantage and enjoys FPS games and zombie stories. Often spotted relaxing at sea with Lucy.
• Leticia – 13-year-old French exchange student—silver hair, petite doll-like frame, fairy-like features. Gifted cheerful animation prodigy who skipped grades, partners with Yakumo using white wooden magic rod (crystal tip) for Light Shield, Light Arrow, and Heal. Loves drawing flashy magic in white sundress on tablet; training facility student gifted early by Sanada. Recently sexually proactive with ‘Thousand Earthworms’ Meiki trait and active encounters despite her age.
• Yakumo – A 25-year-old scarred veteran—Guard Captain, Nightmare Guildmaster, and dungeon harem owner. Former child soldier turned pragmatic, cynical leader with a battle-torn face from wars past. Strong and intimidating, he manages testers, slaves, and DP with calculating possessiveness.
• Sana – Black ponytail, hooded/sharp eyes, kyudo practitioner, average height.
• 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.
• Sanae – She struggles with the sexual training and often shows frustration. Vice-captain of the Archery Club. Described as tall with a model-like build and sharp features. She has approximately C-cup breasts and is ranked as a 1st Rank Slave. She is Sayaka’s best friend. Black ponytail, hooded/sharp eyes, kyudo practitioner, average height.
• Oida – A PE teacher with a large build and a plain, non-intimidating face. He was formerly an Olympic developmental athlete for Judo. He uses a greatsword in the dungeon and wears tattered jerseys.
• Doi – A tall first-year student, around the mid‑180 cm range, with a slender and timid appearance. A magic specialist skilled in Earth Wall and the owner of Taria.
• Sheena – A stunning rabbit-eared Beastman Soul-less Doll—165 cm tall, F/G-cup chest, narrow waist, wide hips, and an extra-fluffy tail. Nightmare guild member, sharp-tongued and devoted to Yakumo. Cold to the weak, carrot-obsessed, with twitching ears when happy—now with her ego restored.
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