Chapter 509: One’s Fortune is another’s misfortune
Bing-Bong*
It has come to the writer’s attention that a previously marked a spicy chapter wasn’t as spicy as it could’ve been, as such, this next chapter is going to try and remedy that.
That is all.
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Good lord man, did you just watch three hours of 90s ecchi anime or something?
I can’t tell if this is incredibly horny or basic AF.
|T*nchi M*hyo is a classic and you will not slander it!|
Tenc-Waitaminute!
Is that why some of the love interests are significantly more-!
*Bing-bong*
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As the smoke cleared out and the figure that caused it proceeded to exit through the door, the kaijin were rendered speechless.
Drom the initial silhouette they saw walking through the smokez the three of them were expecting a kaijin or some kind of abomination that was shaped like one of the succubus demons from their lord’s mythology.
However, that wasn’t the case…sort of.
“Alright, what the fuck are we staring at here?,” Hurricroak asked.
The figure before them did look a bit like a succubus, with additional mechanical bits added on top that would actually make it a cyborg succubus, but it was only in terms of overall shape that it looked like this.
Aside from the mechanical bits that seemed to cover it’s arms, legs and chest, in terms of details and textures…there were none. Except for a strange black and pink pattern of squares that Pathos immediately recognized as being the same thing used in video games that represented a texture being missing, corrupted or not loading properly.
In essence, whatever this thing was, it was a different type of incomplete than what they had dealt with up till now.
Especially since this one seemed to be a touch smarter than previous abominations.
“Someone who could rock your world upside down and inside out, then again, I could bottom if you like.”
“…aside from a massive pervert.”
“Ooooh that stings my heart! I’d prefer it if you’d sting my bottom.”
“Stop…that…,” Frosttusk chided.
“I don’t know,” Nepherage added, “but why does it feel like I’m staring at a distorted mirror?”
“Oh honey, if we were in a funhouse, you’d be reflection in those mirrors. Then again, neither you or I are covered in enough oil, bodily fluids or people for that.”
“That wasn’t even clever!,” Hurricroak yelled.
“Meh, sometimes you have to forego foreplay to have some real fun.~”
“Gah!”
As the kaijin and textureless “succubus” continued to banter, Pathos went about analyzing the figure and even contacted Logos for a more thorough analysis.
Because whatever she was seeing in this moment, definitely shouldn’t be possible.
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=Indeed.=
=Analyzing…oh what the fuck?=
=Yeah…but it shouldn’t be possible. Unless…=
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“You motherfucker!”
“I’ll have you know I prefer the term omnifucker.”
“Stop it.”
“Make me. Shove something in my-”
“Then what the fuck is she?,” Nepherage immediately asked.
Hurricroak, Frosttusk and Nepherage all looked confused and shocked as hell as soon as they heard that statement. “Fucking what?!” _____________________________________________ A brief summary as to what the fuck is going on. All kaijin are created via the kaijin lord taking concentrated desire, infusing it with [Chaos] and then shoving it into a body that has been painstakingly infused with various aether arts and a formula to boot to act as an anchor for the formula. In essence, materials for body, aether cultivation for the mind and a [Desire] for the soul. Mind, body and soul, the three things all living and sentient beings have, but don’t necessarily need to function. In the case for kaijin, they need all three in order to continue existing the way they were created, or else the results could be… catastrophic. No [Chaos] means no [Core of Desire], leading to an abomination. Logos and Pathos had witnessed a kaijin lose their formula before, resulting in what they could only describe as the kaijin equivalent of a coma or brain death. When their respective lord passed away, the kaijin in question just…faded away. Kaijin with no body though…didn’t exist as far as they knew. Every kaijin was made of “something” that would give them form, purpose and power. The body was needed to house the other two components, otherwise they would just disappear back into the aether and [Chaos]. Otherwise, the only way to fuel such an existence would be a continuous stream of [Chaos], aether or desire to the point of near total depletion. As such, there is no term for a kaijin with a core and a formula, but no body. _____________________________________________ The kaijin were shocked, up until Nepherage realized something. “Wait…if she’s an active core, wouldn’t that mean our lord is the one who made her? Then why don’t I feel her presence?” “If it makes you feel better, you’re gonna feel me all night.” “Not even gonna dignify that with a response.” “Better question,” Hurricroak interjected, “you said something like…do you have a name?” “Whatever you want, but I don’t mind being called daddy,” the textureless succubus responded before suddenly taking on an incubus look for a brief moment. They had changed back afterwards…but the bulge was still present. “Yeah, sure, but y’all said that a being made of nothing but the core and formula would need a constant stream of desire, aether or [Chaos] in order to function, right?” “So…what the fuck is going with our lord right now that could be causing this? Because right now, it feels neutral as all hell in my connection with him.” “Same.” “Same…” <...uh oh...> _____________________________________________ “Xiao Liu…” “Zhen Liu…” ‘Oh sweet divinities, control thyself man!’ In this moment in time, the effects of the Ravager Otter Hotpot was showing off its full effects. Namely in the form of Jin Fang and Rianna being barely dressed at this point with nothing but this world’s sorry excuse for underwear still on their bodies, and pressing themselves against Zhen Liu with pleading looks, panting breaths and sweat soaked skin, all whilst essentially pinning him to the ground. How Zhen Liu ended up in this situation was pretty simple to explain, he didn’t expect them to tackle him to the ground so quickly, and he felt it was wrong to make use of his excessive strength on them to try and get them off. Especially now with his body being as drugged up as it were. ‘Got to get them off…but they smell so good…’ Perhaps it was due to vestiges of morality from his previous world, or perhaps it was due to personal discomfort of technically being in another man’s body, but Zhen Liu had yet to do the dirty deed with either his girlfriend, either of his fiancées or even the Amazonian hunter woman who he now realized had been staring at him with vicious hunger in her eyes whenever he started singing to himself. Zhen Liu wasn’t entirely sure why it felt wrong to him, because again, he was no longer his previous self and was essentially picking up exactly where the last guy left off…but a small part of him still thought it was wrong. Granted, it also probably didn’t help that they were technically in public. However… “Xiao Liu…” “Zhen Liu…” As the nubile duo of Jin Fang and Rianna continued to rub against him, sneaking their hands into his clothes at this point, he couldn’t help but lose his ability to restrain himself, to the point that he impulsively grabbed both of their asses with a bit more force than he initially planned. “Ah!” “Ah!” However, it did illicit a sweet sounding pair of moans from the two women regardless. “Zhen Liu…you naughty trickster…” “Xiao Liu…you sneaky pervert…” “Hey, I’m just going with the-eep!” As soon as he tried to reply, he suddenly felt a pair of very soft hands on one very delicate part of his body. “If you’re going to grab something of ours…,” Rianna whispered moan. “It’s only fair we grab something of yours,” Jin Fang added. Loud noises in a public space be damned, Zhen Liu was about to do something that would get him arrested back in his old world for public indecency. _____________________________________________ “Aaaaahhhhn!” “What the fuck?” Immediately after Hurricroak had asked the question in regards to their lord’s status, the textureless succubus suddenly let out a loud moan. Accompanying this moan was a noticeable spike in power coming off of it. “You know…I think we’ve done enough teasing for now,” the succubus said she crouched down, “I think I’d prefer to have a taste of your bodies!” “Incoming!” BOOM! The textureless succubus proceeded to launch herself forward, barreling towards the kaijin group like the world’s horniest rocket.
