65 - Chapter 63: New Daily Life
As I was looking around, a vine shot out from behind me and wrapped around my neck.
"Ngh...!"
The moment the rope-like vine tightened around my throat, goosebumps erupted all over my body.
A cold sweat broke out, and my heart hammered against my ribs. Memories of being strangled, suspended in midair, and dragged around came rushing back, overlapping with the present.
"Ah... h-ah... ah..."
My face drained of color as I clawed desperately at the vine around my neck. But before I could loosen it, two more vines shot forward and bound my wrists.
Barely keeping my PTSD-induced panic at bay, I glanced back out of the corner of my eye. There stood Belladonna.
The very same Belladonna who had raped me back in the portal.
'She seems normal enough today, too.'
As I stole a glance to check on her, Belladonna skillfully manipulated her vines to spin me around. In an instant, we were face-to-face.
"Hehehe..."
Belladonna offered a soft smile as she crossed my wrists. Binding them together with a single vine, she hoisted my arms high above my head, forcing me into a posture of complete surrender.
My arms were pulled back past their limit, my shoulders straining behind me.
At the same time, two more vines snaked down to grab my ankles. Before I knew it, I was hoisted into the air, my legs forced wide into a vulgar M-shape.
"Hmm-mm..."
Watching me hang helplessly in midair in such a humiliating position, completely devoid of resistance, Belladonna hummed a cheerful tune.
"Ngh..."
Another vine slithered up and caressed my face, tracing my skin like a wet tongue.
Amused by how my body flinched and shuddered at her touch, Belladonna continued her relentless caresses.
"Ah... ah... n-ngh..."
Vines slithered under my shirt, brushing against my armpits and poking into my belly button. They gently rolled my nipples between their tips, sending electric jolts through my body that made me writhe uncontrollably.
"Ah... hah... ah..."
Vines slipped into my pants next. They wrapped tightly around my erect cock, while a thinner shoot burrowed into my ass. Then, a needle-thin fiber forced its way directly into my urethra.
"Gah... ugh... mmph..."
Another vine shoved its way into my mouth, thrusting deep down my throat.
"Mgh... gag... ugh..."
Two, then three vines stuffed themselves inside. Belladonna kept packing them in, as if determined to test the absolute limits of my throat.
"Gag...! Cough...! Mmph...!"
"Ahaha...!"
Seeing me struggle and choke, Belladonna giggled with delight.
In that helpless state, I was milked mercilessly. Pre-cum leaked from my tip before my balls spasmed, ejaculating every last drop of cum I had.
"Ngh... ah..."
Still unsatisfied, Belladonna used her thinnest vine to scrape out every lingering drop of semen from deep inside my urethra.
"Ngh..."
Once she finished milking me, Belladonna wrapped her vines around me in a tight embrace, pulling me flush against her humanoid upper body.
Without warning, she pressed her lips to mine and began pouring sweet honey down my throat.
This time, it wasn't some toxic aphrodisiac, but actual honey—rich in nutrients and calories.
My body, utterly drained from being milked dry, swallowed it down on pure instinct.
Of course, a quick dose of sugar wasn't going to instantly restore my energy.
"Haa... haa..."
I wasn't quite on the verge of passing out, but my body was exhausted. Wrapped in Belladonna's surprisingly comfortable embrace, a heavy drowsiness washed over me.
Giving in to the exhaustion, I closed my eyes and drifted off.
"Hey, wake up."
I opened my eyes to a familiar voice.
While I was asleep, Natalia had finished her business and returned home.
"Ugh..."
By the time I blinked open my groggy eyes, Belladonna had already retreated to the far corner of the basement to avoid Natalia.
Looking up at Natalia with a dazed expression, I mumbled,
"What time is it...?"
"It's already past seven."
"Ah."
Hearing that, I scrambled to my feet.
"Give me a second. I'll wash up quickly and get dinner started."
"Take your time."
"Is there anything you're craving?"
"Hmm... strawberries?"
"...I meant a proper meal, not a snack."
I chatted with Natalia as we left the basement. Grabbing a change of clothes, I hopped into the shower to wash off the sticky cocktail of bodily fluids coating my skin.
Once I was clean and dressed, I headed straight to the kitchen.
I whipped up a clam soybean paste stew using ingredients from the fridge. Once it was simmering, I scooped some rice, plated the side dishes I'd prepared beforehand, and set the table.
Seeing the food ready, Natalia sat down, and we dug in.
"Oh, by the way,"
I said between bites.
"Where did you go today?"
"Hmm."
"Did you go somewhere you're not allowed to talk about?"
Natalia chuckled at my playful teasing and shook her head.
"No, I went to the OB-GYN."
"Oh, I see... Wait, what?"
What? Where?
As I stared at her in stunned silence, practically begging for an explanation, Natalia continued.
"They said I'm pregnant."
The sudden news hit me like a sledgehammer.
"That... wait, really...?"
A rush of conflicting emotions choked me, leaving me completely tongue-tied.
"I... I mean..."
I tried to organize my thoughts, but only managed to stutter before giving up with a deep sigh.
"...I hope the baby takes after you."
I meant it.
I was a broken human being in so many ways.
Taking after someone like me would be nothing short of a curse for the child.
Natalia shrugged lightly at my words.
"Well, I think taking after you would be fine. They'd probably be cute."
"Haha..."
My mind was a restless whirlwind for the rest of the evening, and I found myself laughing aimlessly throughout dinner.
Han Su-hyeon read the medical report from the OB-GYN over and over again before finally going to bed.
Even though it was far too early to feel any movement, he kept pressing his ear to her belly, chattering excitedly about baby products.
'He's finally asleep.'
Only after Han Su-hyeon had drifted off did Natalia slip out of bed.
"Up we go."
She padded into the living room and opened a steel cabinet standing in the corner.
It was large enough to fit a person, and sure enough, someone was huddled inside.
"Hehe... heh..."
The woman inside the cabinet was Jin Seo-yun.
A far cry from her usual sharp, intelligent self, Jin Seo-yun wore a completely vacant expression, letting out a dazed, silly giggle.
The moment the door swung open, the heavy, musky scent of vaginal fluids wafted out. Her crotch was soaking wet, and the middle and ring fingers of her left hand—which she had been using to vigorously finger herself—were wrinkled as if she'd just stepped out of a bath.
In her right hand, she clutched a phone displaying a live feed from the cameras installed all over the house.
"Hey, did you pass out or what?"
Since Jin Seo-yun just sat there basking in the afterglow of her orgasm, Natalia gave her cheek a light tap.
"Ah... ah-ah..."
Only then did Jin Seo-yun stand up unsteadily, her face still melted in sheer ecstasy.
"Thank you for having me todayyy..."
Watching Jin Seo-yun clumsily pull up her underwear while slurring her words, Natalia made a suggestion.
"Isn't it a bit of a waste to just watch and masturbate? He's fast asleep right now. Want to go have a round?"
"Uh..."
Jin Seo-yun tilted her head at the unexpected offer, but quickly shook it.
"No... doing it directly isn't really my thing..."
After all, Jin Seo-yun was a psychological masochist who only got off on NTR.
Despite her refusal, Natalia pressed on.
"Then how about looking at it like this? Imagine the person you love has been stolen from you. After doing nothing but pathetic, voyeuristic masturbation, you end up secretly raping him while he's asleep, feeling utterly miserable and pathetic."
"Ah... that actually doesn't sound so bad..."
Ultimately, Jin Seo-yun fell for Natalia's pitch. Grabbing a drug, she headed toward the dark bedroom.
"Haa... haa..."
As she stepped into the bedroom, Jin Seo-yun's breathing grew heavy with extreme arousal.
First, she slipped a sleeping pill into the mouth of the sleeping Han Su-hyeon, then waited a moment for the drug to take effect.
"Su-hyeon...?"
Once enough time had passed, she softly whispered his name and gave him a gentle shake.
"Ugh..."
Han Su-hyeon groaned and tossed. Jin Seo-yun flinched, but she quickly confirmed he was still dead to the world.
After that, everything went smoothly. Jin Seo-yun climbed on top of Han Su-hyeon, pressing her lips to his and sliding her tongue into his mouth.
"Su-hyeon... Su-hyeonaaa... Su-hyeon... ngh... ah..."
While kissing him, she reached down and pulled his cock out of his pants.
'This is Su-hyeon's cock... his real cock...'
Once she had stroked him erect, she guided him inside. Even though it was her first time, Jin Seo-yun's pussy—already well-stretched from her constant masturbation—smoothly swallowed his cock whole.
"Ah... ah..."
As they joined together and she began to grind her hips in earnest, a sense of wrongness penetrated Han Su-hyeon's subconscious.
"...?"
His eyes cracked open slightly at the strange sensation. But he was too heavily drugged to wake up; his consciousness remained in a fog, leaving him with a dazed, utterly confused expression.
"Oh... oh... Su-hyeon... ah... ah..."
Her hips moved faster and faster until Jin Seo-yun suddenly climaxed, her entire body trembling violently. Han Su-hyeon, however, was still far from finishing.
Even this dynamic thrilled Jin Seo-yun, making her feel like the low-stamina protagonist in some NTR video.
Watching the scene unfold, Natalia smirked.
"Seriously, there isn't a single bitch who doesn't pass that guy around these days."