Chapter 179: Mollang Is Acting Strange (3)
"Seriously, Mollang, your original form is the best."
Even now, she was trembling, trying to stand on two legs, but since her legs weren’t made of bones and muscles but of sli, they lacked the strength to support the weight of her upper body.
Normally, she would maintain just enough form to support her upper body, extending slightly past her pelvis, while keeping her lower body in her natural sli state. But now, she was forcing herself to mimic a human, trembling as she tried to walk upright, clearly seeking my affection.
"If you like this form, you can keep it, but isn’t walking hard and uncomfortable? And transforming into a human shape takes more concentration, so it must be exhausting."
As I slid my fingers between her legs and touched her slit, the translucent body of Mollang revealed her moist, slimy mbranes. Normally, when touching such areas on beastn or other creatures, fluids would seep out, making the area more slippery the more it was touched. But since Mollang was a sli, no fluids leaked unless her outer layer was damaged; the surface rely stayed moist.
‘Well… Mollang’s imitation is just surface-level, so she doesn’t seem to react much to this kind of touch.’
But I had a special technique: channeling mana into my fingers.
Using this, I gently scratched the inner walls of her vaginal structure, causing a small tear.
It might seem cruel, but Mollang didn’t feel pain. This wasn’t a precious reproductive organ, nor was it made of anything special—it was just part of her sli body molded into the shape of genitals. Scratching it was no different from leaving a small mark on the surface of her sli body.
Drip!
As my mana-coated fingers pressed into the inner walls of her sli-made vaginal structure, the walls began to dissolve, releasing the sli fluid trapped inside. It coated my fingers like lubrication.
"Wow, even our Mollang can produce fluids? You’re always sucking things out of , so it’s about ti you learned to release sothing."
Squirm… squirm…
Mollang instinctively tried to stop the flow, covering her lower body with her hands. But since I was her master, she couldn’t push my hands away, and the fluids continued to pour out from her body.
Bubble… bubble…
Sli fluid rapidly leaked from Mollang’s genitals. To stop the flow, she tensed her lower abdon, trying to hold it back. As the fluid was retained, bubbles filled the empty space in her abdon, creating a hollow area that resembled a womb—sothing Mollang naturally didn’t have.
Unable to make a sound, she whimpered and strained to hold the bubbles in place, the hollow area now perfectly positioned where a uterus would be.
"You’re plenty wet now. Shall we get started?"
Her expression was already one of expectation, trembling slightly as I grabbed her quivering thighs and pulled her closer to .
Normally, Mollang’s body would flow between my fingers, but since she was forcing herself to harden her entire body, she felt firm and pliable, resisting my touch instead of lting away.
‘She’s grown quite a bit since the days when I could hold her with one hand.’
When I first found Mollang, she was just a regular sli I captured by chance, using her as a tool for handling my needs. By sheer luck, she turned out to be one of those rare slis that didn’t emit toxins harmful to humans. After absorbing my sen over ti, she developed more and more, to the point where she now resembled a human in many ways.
‘In a way, she’s like family, isn’t she?’
As Mollang grew, so did my dick. Back then, when I first inserted myself into her, my glans didn’t bulge as prominently, and I was much smaller in general.
I used to feel relatively confident about my size compared to Dane, thinking my proportions were better. But now, I felt I could compete even in sheer size. Even if we hadn’t tested fully erect, our sizes seed comparable in their resting states.
‘Maybe Mollang’s been growing so she could completely envelop ? Is that possible…?’
Right now, Mollang was moving her core, which should have been near her head, down to her lower abdon, clearly preparing for what was about to happen. As I waited for her to finish, I noticed her core settling into place, perfectly aligned for sex.
‘Her core seems slightly larger than before… and it’s not as smooth as it used to be—it’s got a slightly textured surface now.’
Watching soone grow usually takes years, either noticing subtle physical changes or behavioral shifts. But with Mollang, I could see her transformation happening before my eyes, mont by mont.
"Still, you don’t need to go this far. Mollang has her own charm."
Recently, I’d developed an obsession with legs (probably because of Lien). I’d occasionally play with Shuru’s hind legs while she rested in the bag or stroke Silvia’s thighs when her short skirt made it easy. Perhaps Mollang noticed and tried to show that she, too, could have legs, hoping to appeal to .
But there was no need. Mollang was already more than charming enough.
‘I thought I was showing Mollang affection by feeding her lots of sen, but from her perspective, she might’ve felt she was rely being used to dispose of it…’
Mollang had been so active and eager, which led to be relatively passive during our interactions. Perhaps she thought I was only feeding her out of necessity and that my affection for her had waned.
I gently spread the moist entrance of Mollang’s sli-made vagina. Though still small and seemingly ill-equipped to fully accommodate , I pressed the head of my cock inside.
Squish.
Her elastic opening stretched, forcing out more of the slick, cool sli fluid from within. The liquid was even smoother and more lubricating than a typical creature’s fluids, making it feel as if my cock was effortlessly gliding into the tight space of her inner walls.
Squelch.
Plop.
The head of my cock bumped against her core.
The slight jolt caused my fingers, which were gripping Mollang’s trembling thighs, to sink partially into her soft flesh.
‘As I thought, the core needs to be directly stimulated to get a reaction.’
For Mollang, the rest of her body was like hair or nails on a human—disposable. Her core, however, was essentially her essence. While the other parts of her body could dissolve or be severed without issue, even a slight touch to her core caused her entire form to waver.
"So, as usual, you’ll enjoy it if I aim for your core, right?"
Mollang shook her head.
I tried reaching for her core through her side, as I usually did by sliding my fingers inside her, but Mollang shook her head again, refusing to open her side for this ti.
‘Does she dislike touching her core directly now?’
In the past, she had no qualms about letting handle her core, but now she placed it slightly out of reach, positioning it away from the head of my cock. She even covered her lower abdon with her hands when I tried to touch it, silently telling not to.
Her behavior was unusual.
‘Could it be that she wants to have sex like a normal living creature, rather than the typical “sli way” of body manipulation?’
Since I’d decided to go along with her wishes today, I quietly held her hips, lifted her slightly, and began thrusting into her more conventionally.
Thrust!
The sli fluid filling her vagina splashed out as my cock slamd into her, while her core shook violently, almost as if it were trying to escape. It slid upward to the area just above her navel before slowly drifting back down.
Watching her core’s unusually reserved movents, I lifted her again and thrust down hard. This ti, since there wasn’t as much fluid left, there wasn’t as much splashing. Instead, my cock pushed deeper inside, unimpeded by the remaining fluid.
‘Normally, she copies the vaginal folds of others, but today, it’s smoother. Instead, it’s molding itself to match the shape of my cock…’
Typically, Mollang would replicate the folds of a tentacle or, more specifically, Nel’s. But today, she wasn’t imitating Nel or anyone else. Instead, her vagina was reshaping itself entirely to fit .
Every ti I moved inside her, it was as if she were carving a sculpture—molding her inner walls to match every ridge and vein of my cock.
"Are you morizing this?"
It’s said that when a woman has sex repeatedly with one man, her body “rembers” him, adjusting to make future encounters more pleasurable for both. Mollang, however, wasn’t just learning my shape—she was physically remolding herself to fit perfectly.
Rather than simply creating a space for my cock, she used the bubbles I’d previously released to add subtle variations, ensuring her inner walls weren’t just a tight fit but provided a stimulating, ever-so-slight difference with each thrust.
"Should I slow down this ti?"
To help her adjust, I moved more slowly, deliberately letting her body shape itself to . The slight curve of my cock, the way my glans narrowed upon entry and flared on the way out, stimulating her inner walls—it was all imprinted into her body.
One by one, tiny ridges ford along her walls, perfectly matching my movents.
Drip…
When I withdrew, the remaining sli fluid dripped out from her reshaped vagina.
Her translucent body revealed how her inner walls were now perfectly molded to fit . Mollang trembled, imitating the heavy breathing of a living being, even though she didn’t actually need to breathe. It was likely sothing she’d learned from watching Shuru. As her lower body dripped with fluid, her flushed appearance was so enticing I wasn’t sure I could keep holding back.
"So… you don’t want my cock touching your core right now, do you?"
Mollang neither nodded nor shook her head. She simply blinked, fidgeting with her hands over her lower abdon.
"Alright, then. Avoid it as best you can."
Thrust!
Deliberately aiming for her core, I drove myself deep inside her once more.
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