The leaves shook violently from his loud call, but still there was no answer.
“W-what…. Everyone… what happened….”
Ye-sol was terrified by the fact that he was left alone. Just as he was about to burst into tears, feeling like he would be left all alone…
Sliiide.
One tree trunk approached Ye-sol, and a daisy with black-tinged petals appeared.
“Flower!”
The daisy fluttered its petals and sighed deeply.
[Haah… you’re really noisy. You’ve been flirting with those humans all day, yet you still have energy left?]
“Yes! That’s right! I have super strong stamina! That’s why my grandfather praised me a lot for being healthy. Just recently, during a health checkup, the doctor said my muscles were really….”
[Stop.]
“U-um…?”
When the daisy cut him off, Ye-sol opened his eyes wide with an innocent face. Perhaps because Ye-sol’s eyes were particularly clear, the daisy felt somewhat intimidated.
[…Tits boy!]
But the daisy decided not to back down here. Since it had already used all its remaining power to create the dungeon and secure seed vessels, it resolved to extract as many seeds as possible.
[No need for long talk! Get ready to be a seed bearer!]
“Umm…. Okay. I will. Flower, don’t be angry.”
[Seeeeed, seed….]
The daisy barely calmed its uncontrollable anger while trembling its leaves. Watching quietly, Ye-sol’s eyes sparkled as if he’d realized something.
“Flower, but… I have one thing I’m curious about.”
[Say it quickly.]
“Why did your petals change color like that? Did they burn?”
[Burn what! It’s because I’m angry! Aaaugh! You’re making me angry again!]
“Oh…!”
Having provoked its anger again, the daisy’s petals shook wildly and turned dark red.
“Oh! It’s true! Your petals just turned red!”
[Aaaargh!]
The daisy roared. Directly affected by this, the tree trunks dried up quickly, and yellow and red leaves fell in showers.
“Pretty….”
While for plants it was browning due to stress, to human eyes it was just a beautiful sight.
[Haah… let’s stop talking.]
Knowing that explaining things to a human would be futile, the daisy gathered its anger again. This time, it resolved not to get angry….
But contrary to the daisy’s intentions, Ye-sol was still doing as he pleased.
“Flower, I have another question….”
[Don’t.]
“Why do you call me ‘tits boy’?”
Ye-sol asked despite the daisy’s refusal. He wondered if it was following what Esper Gi-chan had said to him.
‘Hey, being called ‘tits boy’ is a compliment, a compliment. Your tits are fucking beautiful.’
Was that why the daisy called him that too? As Ye-sol looked at it with expectant eyes, the daisy replied in disbelief:
[Hey, all I can see is your tits. Tits boy.]
“……”
Hearing this, Ye-sol immediately deflated. If he had gotten the answer he wanted, there was something he really wanted to say to the daisy.
‘Your flower is fucking beautiful. I was going to call you ‘flower tits’….’
Whether or not it knew Ye-sol’s thoughts, the daisy decided to begin its task.
[Now, let’s start the seed bearing. Who do you want to do it with? Choose. I’ll give you the choice.]
“Huh? Aren’t we doing it with all of our Jibural team?”
[What? You want to do it with all of them…?]
The daisy didn’t seem to have expected Ye-sol to say that. But soon realizing that it had nothing to lose, it fluttered its petals.
[Sure, if you’ll bear various kinds of seeds for me, I’m all for it!]
“Bear seeds…? Wait! Flower. Perhaps I misunderstood… Uwup!”
Swish swish swish…!
Just as Ye-sol, finally sensing something was wrong, desperately called out to the daisy, the tree trunks that had been tightly binding his limbs moved quickly and rushed into his mouth. Though not as big as Team Leader Sung-gi’s dick, the foreign sensation pushing against his uvula was quite substantial.
“Huuung?!”
Moreover, the tree tentacle injected some liquid into Ye-sol’s throat. Though he knew intellectually that he shouldn’t swallow this mysterious fluid, the sweet and refreshing taste that seeped into his mouth made him gulp it down with wide eyes.
Pop…!
Soon after, the tree tentacle was withdrawn from his mouth.
“Ha, uuh… haah…. F-flower….”
Ye-sol hurriedly inhaled while trying to find the daisy. For some reason, his arms and legs, which had been tightly bound, were now released, and the tentacle-shaped tree trunks had disappeared sometime. Though finding it strange, Ye-sol instinctively moved to escape the hideout.
“Ungh…?!”
But before he could even take a step, his abdomen became warm. Surprised by this unfamiliar sensation, he looked down and was startled.
“W-what… is this…?”
Below Ye-sol’s navel, a large pattern resembling flowers and leaves was engraved. The delicate design, like a tattoo, was as clear as if it had been stamped on. Ye-sol carefully brought his hand to the pattern when suddenly, with the feeling of something pouring out from his buttocks, his legs gave way and he collapsed onto the floor.
“Wh… what?”
Ye-sol hurriedly felt behind his buttocks. A transparent, sticky liquid was flowing out from between his hole.
‘What’s happening? I thought Dong-jeong had released all his semen… and the color….’
If it were semen, it would certainly be a milky white color, but what was on his hand was a transparent mucus. Momentarily dazed by the fluid, which resembled female secretions, Ye-sol decided he needed to do something and brought over a bucket.
“Nngh…!”
Ye-sol placed the bucket under his buttocks and tightened his muscles.
Drop, drip…. Some mucus did fall from inside, but that was all. Perhaps it wouldn’t come out just by tightening his buttocks muscles, so Ye-sol eventually inserted his finger into his anus and scraped it out.
“Mmm… why, why does it keep… seem to keep coming…?”
But the more he scraped with his finger, far from feeling like his insides were emptying, it seemed to stimulate more production, and the amount gradually increased.
“Ah, ahhh… mmm….”
And he felt his insides growing hotter and hotter, with that heat spreading throughout his body.
“Hah, huff….”
His head was spinning. Ye-sol breathed heavily as he inserted two fingers deep inside and moved them. The sound of mucous membranes squelching with friction grew louder. As he continued to rub inside the reddened flesh, fluid dripped into the bucket.
“Mm, mmmm… i-inside… so hooot….”
At some point, two more fingers were added, making four. With all fingers except the thumb inserted into the hole, Ye-sol, satisfied with the tightly filled sensation, continued to move his wrist. With each squelching sound, the amount of fluid increased.
“Ah, ahhh, ah… mmm, more… hah, mmm….”
Unable to reach where he wanted, Ye-sol spread his thighs wider with glazed eyes. Squelch, squelch. As if ready to insert his entire palm, he repeatedly thrust in and out forcefully. He pressed firmly against the inner walls with his middle finger and stirred vigorously.
Drop, drip. Drop.
At some point, loud noises echoed in the bucket. Fluid flowed continuously from the stretched opening with each thrust of his fingers. It seemed like enough.
Nevertheless, Ye-sol felt unsatisfied. Perhaps because his insides were so hot, he felt that only by rubbing that spot vigorously would the feeling subside.
“Ah, ahhh…! H-hand…! I w-want to put it in! Mmm…! Is it, is it o-okay if I p-put it all in…?”
Ye-sol nodded as he asked himself in the empty hideout. It seemed like he had given himself permission. Immediately after, Ye-sol withdrew all his fingers from the hole, then cupped his hand for easier insertion and brought it to his fluttering opening.
Rustle…!
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
