Chapter 255: Huh? What's Going On With Mollang? (2)
Normally, Mollang would change her face and clamp down on my mouth, but this time she kept her face the same and opened her mouth to suck on my tip.
'Huh... it's warm?'
Usually, when I let Mollang handle my horniness, the cold touch on my tip made it feel like something was stirring around inside, but now, except for the bouncy texture of her shell, it felt no different from a warm, sticky pussy.
Sure, the sensation was slightly different, but it was nothing like what I usually felt with Mollang. It was a new kind of pleasure, and it caught me off guard. It used to feel cool?
'And she's actually really warm?'
Shuru's body temperature is slightly higher than a human's, about 1 degree on average.
Cats usually have a 2-degree higher body temperature than humans, but since Shuru is a beastkin with less fur, she tends to lose heat, so it's only slightly higher than a human's. Still, when I fuck her, it feels like my dick is burning up from the heat.
But Mollang was wrapping my cock in even more heat than when I fucked Shuru. Even if people joke about using a mouth like a pussy and call it a "mouth-pussy," a mouth loses heat because of breathing, so it's always going to be cooler than a real pussy.
'But Mollang doesn't breathe, so there's no heat loss through the throat.'
Or maybe her body temperature went up because she's pregnant? I heard pregnant women tend to feel warmer all over.
Anyway, the important thing is—Mollang was sucking on just my tip with her mouth, without even using her hands, and that alone felt so damn good it made me lose my mind.
'Come to think of it, Mollang was my first...'
Other than jerking off with my right hand, I never actually fucked anything else. Mollang was my first.
She was just a slime crawling in front of me, and I picked her up, came inside her, kept her with me all the time, helped her evolve, and now I've even taken a transformation potion and she's pregnant with my kid. Thinking about all that just made her more precious to me, and my hand kept reaching to stroke her head.
"Just a little deeper... is that okay?"
Mollang tried to shake her head like she wanted to say no, but my hand was already holding her head in place.
'Warm.'
Her head was heated up like warm water that makes your body go limp in a bath. I couldn't help but grip her head tightly and pull her face toward me.
If she were a breathing species, this would make her gag as her uvula got pressed or her airway panicked, but Mollang doesn't breathe, so it's fine.
Gulp!
As I pushed deeper into her throat, the heat wrapped around my tip more than when I was just in her mouth and tongue, and it felt so good I knew I wouldn't last long.
Normally, in this kind of situation, Mollang would move her core to her throat area to catch my cum directly, but her core must be busy splitting right now, so it couldn't move from her lower belly. Only her heated slime fluid wrapped tightly around my cock...
'I can't hold it...'
Wriggle!
Mollang tried to push my stomach away, but there's no way she could overpower me when I was using mana too. In the end, I did what I intended and poured my cum deep into her throat.
Blurt, blurt...
I enjoyed the tight grip of her bumpy throat while feeding her the full load of thick, nutritious protein she needed today.
"Haaa..."
Gulp. Gulp.
Watching my cum slide down her transparent throat reminded me just how erotic it was that she had a semi-transparent slime body. The fact that I couldn't taste her right now made my lust boil even more.
Gulp.
When she swallowed the last drop, she didn't even clean up the leftover cum stuck to my cock like usual—she suddenly pulled away so fast that my cum nearly spilled out of her mouth.
"Huh? What's wrong?"
Did she suddenly start hating cum?
Or maybe she had an allergic reaction to the mana in my semen...
Gulp!
"Uh...?"
Mollang's belly suddenly moved violently.
At first, I wondered if it was the baby kicking, and I reached to touch her belly, but she was cradling her lower stomach and backing away.
Splash! Slosh!
But the movement in her belly wasn't normal fetal movement. It felt like something was sealed inside her and was now trying to tear its way out.
'What the hell is going on?'
Not knowing what to do, I lifted her skirt to check her belly, but she was desperately covering herself and wouldn't let me see.
"Just wait! Something's not right here!"
This wasn't just a protective instinct—her round belly was about to burst. I could feel it. I had to act.
I surrounded my arms with mana and grabbed the clothes covering her body.
"Sorry!"
Rip!
Her thin, soft clothes couldn't withstand my knightly strength and tore right in half.
Through the split, her bulging belly was exposed.
That alone might've looked like a typical pregnancy, but because her body was semi-transparent, I could see what was inside—and it shocked me.
"Ah...!"
There was a fully separated core already moving inside.
Just like when I trapped Mollang in a flask and she thrashed around trying to escape, this small slime core inside her belly was bouncing around and trying to burst out.
'Has the division already completed?'
Crack!
Her belly shell started to split open as the creature tried to break out. I quickly caught the crack with both hands, and Mollang frantically added her hands to try and repair the split.
'A slime? No... this feels different...'
Bloop bloop bloop...
With her belly sealed, the slime swam quickly up toward her chest and began absorbing all the cum I had just pumped into her.
'Ah...?!'
The divided core—my child, I guess, whether it's a daughter or son—was feeding on the semen I shot into Mollang. She tried to reach into her chest to stop it, but the core just absorbed her hand and began forming its own body inside her.
'Its color is different.'
Mollang's body is water-clear blue with a glossy red core, but this new slime forming inside her had a murky, dark red core.
And as it took control of her body, its color began to shift. Usually, when Mollang splits into smaller versions of herself, they're the same blue. But this new one was turning pink, clearly establishing a different identity.
Squish!
After devouring all the semen, she returned to Mollang's lower belly and approached the spot under my hand, pushing her core slowly toward my palm.
Roll.
The pink slime, once a round blob from surface tension, now slowly started taking shape inside her—stretching out into arms, legs, and a head.
Just like when Mollang first took on a human form, it looked like a cheap doll at first, just vague features. But then her eyes blinked open, and I saw pupils form behind semi-transparent lids.
She added a nose, a mouth-like structure, and even formed flowing hair down her back, creating an entirely new form.
"...A daughter?"
You might say slimes don't have genders, but Mollang was used as a female and got pregnant with my stuff, so I'd say she's female.
Besides, she only ever took female forms, never male, so she must perceive herself that way too.
Now, this new slime inside her... probably my daughter, created by the foreign substance I filled her with—she was about the same size as a mini Mollang, but she was clearly something new.
'Has she... stopped?'
After forming her humanoid body and calming down inside Mollang's belly, I let out a breath of relief.
Flash!
She opened her eyes.
'Huh...?'
Slimes might copy human shapes, but like Mollang, their eyes are just part of the slime—no different from any other part.
But her eyes were glowing red, and she was fully formed, staring straight at me.
'Am I imagining it? Or is she really...'
Rip!
"Ugh!"
Gurgle!
She swam rapidly toward Mollang's lower belly, but when she bounced off the shell, she stuck to the surface, right under my eyes, and just stared.
Bow.
'Huh...? Did she just bow?'
Slurp.
Then she politely lowered her head and started licking Mollang's inner shell—right where my face was reflected.
Like she was licking my face through Mollang's body.
"...She's definitely my daughter, huh?"
Mollang gave me a disgusted look like, "Who else's would it be?" and I quickly used the torn clothes to cover her belly.
"S-She's scary."
I shouldn't be thinking this way about my daughter, but she's scary.
'It feels like she's looking at me like prey.'
Thud...
"I won't do that next time."
Now I understood why Mollang avoided me, and why she tried to be cautious about absorbing nutrients. To make it up to the sulking Mollang, I had no choice but to go buy her new clothes.
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I had no idea how the peddler guy got into the knights' order, but he was waiting for me casually in front of the mess hall.
"Excuse me, sir knight. About that promise from before."
"Oh... that. What was it again?"
"We need help at the poultry farm..."
Ah, that.
"Did you talk to Owen about it?"
"He said no. Apparently, unless it's officially approved through the kingdom, they can't dispatch support. It's usually only for major disasters or monster attacks."
Then most of the knights here probably won't be able to go.
"Do you need a lot of people?"
"Not necessarily. I'd be grateful even if just one person came."
"Then I'll go."
The others here are technically affiliated with the Magic Knights, but I'm personally part of Seyra's private order.
Besides, Owen seems too busy lately to track everyone, and even if I get caught, I can talk my way out of it.
"Hmm..."
The peddler thought for a moment, then nodded like something came to mind.
"Actually, you might be able to handle it alone."
"But what's going on over there, anyway?"
"It'd be better if I explain on the way."
He pointed to a carriage he'd already prepared.
"Right now? Immediately?"
"Yes, it's near the capital anyway."
'Well... it should be fine, right? What could go wrong?'