After asking Ivy to help him hunt so slis, Asher managed to catch several—both the blue and green types. With those, he got to work crafting a new batch of sli dildos. In the process, his Sli Manipulation skill leveled up to three.
Now, with a level three skill, he could create slis that not only vibrated but also responded to voice commands. Although the range of commands was still limited at this level, it was a major step forward.
The first command he embedded was "faster," which, as expected, increased the sli’s thrusting speed into it’s users cunt, or whatever hole they want.
The second was "slower," self-explanatory. And finally, the third was "vibrate," which activated a deep, rhythmic pulsation. The vibrate option also had commands, like deciding if the dildo vibrates a lot, or at a normal speed.
He also added a physical button at the base—toggle for automatic or manual mode. Depending on user preference, the sli could either move on its own or wait for a guiding hand. Even better, each dildo could last twenty-four hours before liquefying—but in his item box, ti was frozen, so they’d remain fresh indefinitely.
He made around 200 six-inch dildos from the blue slis and 56 larger ones ranging from seven to nine inches from the green slis.
"I gotta say, I didn’t expect you to actually make sothing like this," Ivy muttered as Asher stuffed the last of his creations into his item box.
"Well," he said with a smirk, "you helped kill the slis, so I’ll give you one artificial penis for free."
"Huh?" Ivy raised a brow. "Only one?"
Asher rolled his eyes. "Yeah. If you want more, visit Lick & Stick Enterprises. This is business, sweetheart—I need money."
Ivy sighed dramatically. "And why do you need so much money anyway?"
He looked at her with pride. "I’ve got bigger plans. And bigger plans need bigger wallets."
Her expression dropped. "You realize you didn’t tell anything concrete, right?"
He chuckled. "That’s all you need to know for now. Anyway... which penis do you want? The smaller blue ones or—"
"The big one, obviously," she cut him off, eyes gleaming. "Don’t act like you don’t know I like ’em big."
With a soft sigh, Asher pulled one of the larger dildos from his inventory and handed it to her. Ivy accepted it with practiced grace, inspecting the jelly-firm shaft, the visible veins, the crown-shaped head, and the pair of softly molded balls at the base. It looked... disturbingly real.
She smirked. "Guess I’ll be busy tonight. Not as big as you, but I’ll manage."
Asher chuckled. "Glad to hear I’m being replaced by gelatin. At least now you’ll stop abusing innocent vegetables."
Her eyes narrowed. "What the hell are you talking about?"
"You really want to spell it out?" he teased.
She groaned, then fell silent. After a long mont, she looked up at him, eyes softer than before. "I don’t know if I can really live without your... you know." Her eyes flicked down, and she gave him a playful wink. "But this... this is for the best. You need to focus on making my daughter happy, okay?"
She leaned in, pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, then stepped back.
He stared at her, lips tight. "I hate that it’s ending like this... but yeah. You’re right. I’ll miss you, Ivy. Or should I start saying... Mother-in-law?"
She laughed, but the sound was cracked, thin. "Don’t start crying and jerking off when you miss , okay?" She turned and waved, heading off down a different path.
"You bet I won’t!" he called back, forcing a grin.
She disappeared into the forest, her form swallowed by shadows. Her steps were light, but her chest ached. Wetness pricked at the corners of her eyes.
Was she... crying?
What was this hollowness inside her? This throb in her chest like sothing precious had been torn away?
No. This is how it has to be. For my daughter. For their future.
I’m a big girl. A grown, mature woman. I can do this... Right?
She told herself again and again—but even she didn’t quite believe it. A shaky smile crept across her lips as mories of their ti in Asher’s realm ca to her mind: how they made love again and again, got itchy in the grass, bathed together, and even licked each other’s genitals without sha. She’d never felt that alive—not even with her late husband. And she doubted she’d ever be able to go down on another man again.
anwhile, Asher stood still, watching the spot where she vanished. He let out a long breath.
She deserved to be free.
Opening his system interface, he whispered, "Unta Ivy."
The system chid. The bond was severed.
She could do whatever she wanted now. Love whoever she wanted. It was the right thing to do.
Even if it felt like hell.
His feet felt heavier as he began the walk back toward the kingdom. The sun was already dipping, the sky painted in orange and pink streaks. But he didn’t rush. He needed a mont alone—to mourn the loss of the first woman he’d made love to in this world.
They’d had their highs and lows, but Ivy had beco loyal. Devoted. A waifu he genuinely treasured.
Eventually, under the stars, he made it ho.
He stepped inside quietly, and the warmth of laughter greeted him. Sharon and their mother were seated on the couch, nibbling on sweets, smiling like the world hadn’t changed. The ache in his chest dulled just a little.
They looked up as he entered.
"I’m ho," he muttered.
"Welco, sweetie," his mother said, patting the cushion beside her. He sat.
"Back from the dungeons?" she asked.
"Yeah, Mom."
Then he turned to Sharon, narrowing his eyes at her smug expression. "Why are you grinning like that?"
Her grin widened until it was practically devilish. "Because I just had the best day of my life."
He blinked. "Oh yeah? Let’s hear it."
She leaned forward, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "You really wanna know? Well... here it goes."
TBC
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