Chapter 247: Do Artificial Creations Have Souls? (2)
She tried to forcefully fit my dick into her porcelain mouth, but of course the size didn’t match. The hole was barely wide enough to insert when I wasn’t hard, and now that I was fully erect, the head bent awkwardly at the entrance.
The porcelain golem gripped the base of my cock with her hands and tried to push her lips down, but it was no use. I grabbed her head and forced her off .
'Damn, how small was her previous master?'
I rubbed my fingers along the smooth ceramic lips to gauge the size. Two fingers barely fit, aning he must have been incredibly small.
Inside the mouth, strange fleshy matter wriggled and sucked at my fingers. If this were just plain ceramic, it would be nothing but a broken, useless doll. But the inside seed crafted to feel good.
"The request was to dispose of all of these."
The current owner of these porcelain golems was dead. Ownership should have gone to next of kin, but the mage had severed all family ties and was officially listed as deceased. The supposed "friend" who ca was just a nearby mage who had been asked to handle the cleanup.
'Performance-wise, they seem pretty solid.'
I pressed on the doll's face with my finger. Not only was the porcelain hard, but there was a massive security enchantnt inside to prevent mana interference.
All the golems except the one sucking my dick had movable eyes, made from polished gemstones instead of ordinary eyes.
And the aesthetic design was pretty impressive. Each golem was beautifully crafted and moved gracefully. They didn’t seem to have combat capability, but the durability looked strong enough that without force, they wouldn’t easily break.
"Tsk... Still, being porcelain is a bit disappointing."
Like the goddess statues in temples of the goddess of love, or sothing from Homunculus Workshop.
They looked sexy, but touching them felt empty, lacking sothing. While I was playing with the porcelain maid golems with exposed chests, the others who were serving tea and cookies started heading elsewhere.
'Are they avoiding in case I touch them?'
Maybe the mage, anticipating a guest might not control their urges, designed the golems to retreat if touched.
If there was a hiding place, I'd need to know in case I actually had to destroy them all. So I followed them.
Surprisingly, the golems didn’t block or kick out but led to where they were going.
"Whoa... what is this?"
Down the stairs and into the basent, half-assembled porcelain golem parts hung on the walls.
Wigs, heads, gemstone eyes, arms, legs, and joints were scattered everywhere.
There were enough parts to assemble dozens, maybe hundreds, of golems. I picked up a head and infused a bit of mana—it had the sa complex magical treatnts as the ones upstairs.
'Whoever this mage was... they were intense.'
Maybe it was just pre-manufactured parts for maintenance, but the golems themselves were changing their own parts. So were swapping out their breasts for larger ones, others removing their lower halves and attaching new pelvic pieces with usable holes.
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"So it was here."
Inside the hole was warm, sticky flesh-like material. According to the mage who sent , the deceased hated humans and all biological filth, enough to make entirely ceramic golems. Yet apparently glass alone wasn’t enough when it ca to covering his dick.
"Yeah. Pussy texture matters."
The problem? The hole might've fit his tiny cock, but it definitely couldn’t handle mine.
"Tch... so I can’t use it after all."
Even if I baked new porcelain, it wouldn’t be compatible. So...
"Co here."
I called over the sa porcelain golem who had tried to serve earlier. Unlike the others, she had her eyes closed, probably because her head had been built with oral service in mind rather than visual sensors.
Her whole body had been outfitted for sexual service, but the lower hole was customized for the mage’s size and useless to .
'Let’s see...'
I checked the mouth and crotch holes. I didn’t want to use the sa hole as that freak. The fact that only head and pelvis parts were mass-produced suggested they were disposable, single-use.
'A guy who found humans dirty wouldn’t shove it back in after washing it, I guess.'
I placed my Mana Saber at the lips of the golem in front of .
"You’re a golem anyway, so it won't hurt."
Whirrrr...
Even with all its magical protection, porcelain couldn’t withstand the cutting power of the Mana Saber. I inserted the blade into the mouth gap and sliced sideways. Cracks ford on her cheek. With a slight twist, the blade forced her mouth wider.
You can't cut porcelain with normal blades, but the Mana Saber easily sliced it.
'Did I open it too wide?'
Seeing her split mouth with closed eyes made feel a bit guilty. But now the hole was wide enough to take my cock.
"Oops!"
Sizzle...
I hadn’t considered that the Mana Saber’s heat would burn the internal flesh material. Fortunately, other golems brought sealed flasks of the organic matter and packed her mouth full of it again.
'This will take prep ti.'
They pressed the new flesh in with fingers, shaping it to fit, so I went upstairs to wait on the guest reception sofa.
A mont later, the porcelain golem approached with her mouth wide open and tongue sticking out. Her eyes were still closed.
'Why does this turn on...? I shouldn't be into this...'
Seeing the moist, pink tongue reminded of getting sucked by lamia tongues in that snake village, and I found myself looking forward to this cute, pink tongue swallowing my dick.
'Guess I just need to sit still now?'
Wearing only minimal clothing to suggest a maid uniform, the golem crawled up to , politely grabbed my cock, and lowered her head.
Drip.
Unlike before, now the hole was too big. Her tongue flopped out and dropped onto my dick, loosely wrapping around it—it was quite the sight.
'If that mage saw this, he’d have gone insane.'
He hated living flesh but still used warm organic tissue for his cock. If he saw the tongue flopping out like this, he would’ve been disgusted. But he was dead now, and I had legal rights to dispose of his estate.
Squelch.
"Doesn’t feel that good, actually."
No idea where the mage sourced this flesh, but it was just a rough imitation of a tongue. It lacked muscles, and instead of real saliva, so juice just dripped out. It didn’t wrap around my cock pleasantly—it just felt like poking into a lukewarm hunk of at.
Unless you were soone like Frederica, who was obsessed with homunculus biology and made her own body from synthetic flesh, there was no way to get sothing that closely resembled human tissue.
And since the mage hated living bodies, he probably didn’t care about realism.
Squelch. Squelch.
At least the droopy tongue made for a fun sight, but the feeling was subpar. With that, I didn’t even need to bother opening the lower hole.
'And not all of these parts seem functional. So must be spares.'
Still, I had a great idea. If the inside was empty, I could just stuff in better contents, right?
'Besides, the AI in my angel golems is ready to have real bodies now.'
And I could decorate them to match my tastes. A few humanoid golems for multiple uses—not bad.
I could ask Frederica to make realistic female organs and replace these disappointing bits.
I wondered if these needed special maintenance. Crafting might be hard, but maintenance shouldn’t be. If I asked a capital mage, they might help.
"Alright, I’ll take you. Gather the parts."
Of course, I couldn’t just carry them back by hand. I’d need a huge cargo wagon.
'I’ll disguise so as maids, load the rest like luggage.'
And just like that, I ended up with a massive haul of porcelain golems from the mage’s estate.
The mage probably wanted to discard them as grotesque abominations, but why toss out sothing this useful?
Just swap out the mouths and pussies for smooth biological parts and they’d be perfect.
"Also, once I reach the capital, I’ll need so sculpting tools to widen the holes."
Pssshh!
With a rough slice from the Mana Saber, I ejaculated, and the recoil made the bio component fall out. The contents spilled from the head.
Her tongue dropped to the floor, flesh parts scattered and broke apart. Total ss.
"Let’s go. I’ll give you souls."
A bit... pervy souls, maybe. But they’re all golems. Mixing parts should be fine.
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