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EP.172 Jinwoo Town: The Special Zone for Pregnancy and Breeding (5)

It was truly a day soaked in dopamine.

My cock spent more time in pussies than in pants, and I slept with more than ten women today.

If you count my clones, it must have been hundreds.

A perfect day with no time for sexual desire to build up.

This kind of daily life will probably continue, at least until another candidate becomes director.

"Miju, sorry, but I want to be alone for a bit. Can you go ahead and wait for me?"

"If that's your wish, Master."

Turns out all that clinging to me was just an act.

She easily released herself from her restraints, gave me a final cleaning blowjob, and headed back to the mansion first.

She didn’t bother with pants, walking around with her lower half exposed.

But in the common sense-altered world, who cares?

'What a view.'

The sky was turning to sunset, like someone had spilled paint.

Even so, moans never stopped around me, and through my clones, countless experiences flowed in.

Over here, a wife was busy getting pounded by a clone cock even though her husband had come home.

Over there, a girlfriend used her boyfriend as a footstool so a clone could fuck her more easily.

'This feels like an idle game.'

Aren’t there idle games like this?

At first, you have to control everything yourself, but later it’s mostly automated and runs on its own.

Jinwoo Town, with all my clones, is just like that.

"Yeah, this is the real common sense-altered world."

When I first came to my senses, something felt lacking for a common sense-altered world.

Most men were so degenerated they could barely get hard,

while women’s sexual desire only grew, creating an imbalance.

If I’d just watched and done nothing,

the world probably would have headed straight for ruin.

But thanks to that, I woke up, so I have no complaints.

"What are you doing here, Kim Jinwoo?"

"Why are you here?"

For some reason, I ran into Jeong Sahwa in the park.

With every step, her huge breasts bounced, giving off a subtle scent of milk.

"Is there anyone else around?"

"Miju was just here as my cock case, but I sent her away because I wanted to be alone."

I guess being alone seemed odd, since I’m always surrounded by women.

But sometimes a man needs time alone.

Even if humans are social animals, you can’t always be in society.

"Please be careful. Starting this year, candidates can attack each other, so your safety could be at risk."

"Oh, I hadn’t thought of that."

Last year was the protection period, but this year the real war begins.

It’s been so peaceful I forgot.

"Maybe you should hire some bodyguards."

"Bodyguards? I really have become someone important."

"Not just 'seem' important. You really are."

That’s true.

They call it director candidate, but it’s basically a candidate for king.

A king with the power to change the world however he wants.

Thinking about it like that, my shoulders suddenly feel heavy.

"So who’s going to be my bodyguard? Do you know anyone?"

"I’d like to always be by your side if I could, but my position makes that impossible."

Come to think of it, she was a former soldier.

Jeong Sahwa as a bodyguard? Hard to imagine, looking at her now.

Well, unless it’s as a cock bodyguard.

"Excuse me for a moment."

"Go ahead."

I reached into her ample cleavage, my arm going in pretty deep.

This must be the erotic item, the four-dimensional boobs.

That’s how she’s always able to pull things out of there.

I got permission to use it a while ago, so I can take anything I want from inside.

What I’m looking for is a beer mug.

I was planning to quench my thirst with Sahwa’s breast milk.

"Phew, finally found it. Huh?"

I finally pulled out the beer mug, but there was a piece of paper inside.

Curious, I looked at it.

"…Who’s this?"

"That’s a photo of me. When I was dispatched to the Middle East."

Liar! Anyone can see that’s someone else!

Sure, the boobs are huge, standard for the common sense-altered world.

But it’s hard to believe the woman in the photo is really Sahwa.

A woman with eyes like a hunting dog, who could tear an enemy apart with a glance, wearing a cow-print bikini and shaking her boobs like a pervert?

If you’re going to lie, at least make it believable.

Even an elementary schooler wouldn’t fall for this.

"It’s true. That’s a photo of me after a solo mission, infiltrating the enemy base on orders from above."

"How big was the enemy force?"

"About 200, all heavily armed."

I had a feeling she was a monster, and I was right.

Turns out, the higher-ups hated her and sent her on a suicide mission,

but she came back unscathed.

She wiped out the enemy with just a knife.

The higher-ups had to surrender.

So Sahwa killed 200 heavily armed men with a knife and came back without a scratch.

"A human weapon."

"Yes. I’m a human toilet."

"Not toilet, weapon!"

Well, looking at her now, she’s more of a toilet than a weapon.

Anyway, her offer to protect me isn’t just empty talk.

Apparently, unless she’s destroyed at the molecular level,

she can’t die and will always regenerate.

She’s the perfect bodyguard, with the strength of thousands.

And yet she’s an S-rank onahole.

The more I think about it, the more ridiculous it is.

"I’ll look into your protection. Let me explain what’s next."

"Go ahead."

Psssssh!

I grabbed Sahwa’s breast, and pure white milk spurted out.

The beer mug filled to the brim in less than a minute.

The rich scent was irresistible.

"First, there are no specific missions for Gold Rank. The Erotic Management Bureau just evaluates and gives points."

"So you get points for certain actions, and whoever has the most becomes Gold Rank?"

"That’s right."

Now the real competition begins.

The preliminaries are over, and the real war for the director’s seat is about to start.

"So what do I have to do?"

"Don’t worry. Just act as you always do."

"Huh?"

So basically, just keep swinging my cock around like always?

Turns out it’s not as complicated as I thought.

But it’s too soon to relax.

"So invading another country would get you a lot of points?"

"………"

Silence is an answer.

Sahwa, who always answered clearly, fell silent.

I guess if you just fuck women safely in your own country, there’s no reason to compete.

"Then my first target is set."

"Where are you going?"

"Japan."

First, I’ll go fuck Najang.

The rest I’ll figure out later.

Sahwa thought for a moment, then smirked.

"What is it?"

"It’s just amazing to see you working your way up the S-rank onaholes from the bottom."

So Najang is ranked 6th among S-rank onaholes?

Marilly is supposed to be the weakest S-rank.

"Marilly’s pussy is only A-rank, but Nana is a true S-rank."

Pussy rank and onahole rank aren’t the same. I’d heard that before.

Marilly is only A-rank.

No wonder she was so easy to fuck for an S-rank onahole.

But Najang is a real S-rank pussy.

I wonder if I’m strong enough for her yet.

"This is getting interesting."

An S-rank onahole should be this tough.

If it’s too easy, it’s no fun.

When I got Marilly, I wasn’t happy or surprised just confused.

"I won’t stop you. Not like you’d listen anyway."

"You know me well."

Until the day I fuck every woman in the world, my cock won’t stop.

As I thought that, a question came to mind.

"Then where do you rank?"

How strong is Sahwa as an onahole?

The shock of my first time with her is unforgettable.

Even now, just thinking about it makes me want to cum.

She thought for a moment, then tilted her head and answered.

"It’s embarrassing to say, but I’d be ranked number one."

So you’re the strongest onahole too, Gojo Sahwa!

I knew she was special, but I never imagined she was the top S-rank onahole.

Will I ever be able to fuck Sahwa?

Is that the final boss?

"I contacted the correctional facility, and they said you can visit anytime."

"Oh, I finally get to see personality excretion."

I’d forgotten about that.

You have to be Silver Rank or higher to enter the correctional facility.

Now that I meet the requirements, I can go anytime.

I wonder what kind of personalities the criminals have.

Just thinking about it makes my cock hard.

"Hmm, I’ll add it to my schedule."

"I’ll let you know if I think of anything else."

Right now, nothing else comes to mind.

I’ve already achieved most of what I wanted.

There’s nothing urgent to do.

"Phew! It really is delicious."

"I always strive to maintain the best taste."

After tipping back the beer mug, the milk was gone.

It easily holds a liter.

Sahwa produces enough milk to fill it, and I drink it all. What a sight.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Of course, anything."

When I first heard about the changed world from Sahwa and was told I needed to work to become director,

there was still something I didn’t understand.

I kept putting off asking, and now the sun had set.

I should finally ask.

"Was it you who chose me as a candidate, Sahwa?"

"............"

As expected, there was no answer.

She just stared ahead with a blank face.

But somehow, it felt like she was saying yes.

"Well, whatever. It’s my fault for asking."

"I have nothing to say."

I didn’t expect an answer anyway.

It’s a sensitive question, so I’d half given up.

If she had answered, I’d have been shocked.

Sometimes silence is the right answer.

"Ugh! Guess I’ll get going."

"It’s dangerous at night. I’ll escort you to the mansion."

"Oh, but before that "

I gestured to Sahwa.

She tilted her head and stood up from the bench.

I owe her a lot, so it’s about time I gave her a reward.

"Huff!"

"Huff!"

Pow!! Sploosh! Splurt! Sploosh!

A clean uppercut to the lower belly.

Combined with the vibrating stimulation from Najang,

a powerful stream shot from between Sahwa’s legs several times.

"Thanks for everything. I’ll count on you from now on."

"Huff! If I was helpful to you, Kim Jinwoo…! It’s an honor!"

Sploosh! Splurt!

Seeing her squirt in gratitude warms my heart.

When I got back to the mansion,

a crowd of onaholes rushed to greet me.

"Welcome back, Master♥."

"Whoa…"

Onahole carpet lined the floor instead of a regular carpet.

Just like at Onahole University, the onaholes on the floor looked up at me with anticipation.

How could I refuse?

"Hiiit! Hngh!"

"Hok! Hngyut!"

"Hut! Ehit!"

Sploosh! Splurt! Sploosh!

Every step, the onahole carpet squirted.

I filled the hallway with the scent of females and entered my room.

A familiar head of pink hair caught my eye.

"Jinwoo♥, I’m back!"

"Welcome. How have you been?"

Cheon Yumi, back after a long time.

As soon as we met, she hugged me tight,

then started sniffing me as usual.

"Hmmm♥! Hmmm♥! Hmmm♥! It’s been so long since I’ve had Jinwoonium♥. It’s the best."

"Jinwoonium? What’s that?"

I joked, and she bent down and buried her nose in my cock.

"Sniff sniff. Just how many women have you fucked? The female scent is overwhelming."

"Like I’d bother counting."

"Of course not♥."

Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!

She said greetings were over and started sucking my cock hard.

I must have cum hundreds of times today,

but Yumi was thrilled by my still-hard cock.

My thick cock pushed deep into her throat.

Even through the female scent, the strong male scent invaded her brain.

"Huff! Hngh!"

Sploosh! Sploosh!

Just sucking my cock after so long made her cum.

But Yumi didn’t stop.

Even while giving a blowjob, she told me what she’d been up to.

"Yeah, this is it♥. Do you know how much I suffered wanting your cock, Jinwoo?"

"How would I know?"

"You bad cock, running around with all those women. I’ll have to punish you♥."

Slurp slurp slurp!

She sucked even harder, as if this was just the beginning.

She recently got re-evaluated and is now officially an A-rank onahole.

Except for Marilly,

Yumi is the highest-ranked onahole in the mansion.

She’s sucked my cock more than anyone,

so it was hard to hold back my orgasm.

"Here, take it all!"

"Hnnngh♥! Nghh♥!"

Viewwwww! Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!

Cum exploded in her mouth.

But true to form, Yumi didn’t spill a drop.

She swallowed it all easily.

"Burp!"

"Yumi, your vulgar cum burp would disappoint your fans."

"It’s fine♥. I’m an onahole just for you, Jinwoo♥."

Yumi smiled brightly at my joke.

I smiled back, happy too.

"Oh, right. By the way, they said it might end today."

"It’s finally over…"

I was speechless at the shocking news.

It’s been a long wait, or maybe a short one.

Finally, the day has come for Maria’s common sense alteration to be undone.