Vol 4 Chapter 55: Shin, Unleashed ☆

Before Reading This Episode

This episode contains depictions of male dominance.
While it doesn’t feature extreme actions like violent play or abuse, some readers may find it uncomfortable. Hence, this warning has been included.

Generally, my stories revolve around female-dominant themes, and I plan to continue that trend in future episodes. However, for those who dislike scenarios where the male takes the lead, feel free to skip this chapter.

To ensure the story remains comprehensible, I will summarize the key points of Episode 55 in the introduction of the next chapter.

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“Mmm… smooch… You’re such a pathetic human to fall for a monster’s words so easily♡. Honestly, isn’t Edgar just overthinking by being so cautious about someone like this?”

Bound by vines, his limbs immobilized, Shin gazed ahead with hollow eyes. Alraune Aster chuckled mockingly as she looked at him.

At this point, there was no trace of reason left in this man. All she needed to do was provoke him a bit further, send him rampaging through the elf village, and Edgar’s concerns would be laid to rest—leaving her free to approach the village elder.

“I feel like I didn’t even need to step in for this… but if I can achieve my goal with this small effort, then it’s a bargain,” she mused with a satisfied smile.

Despite her confidence, remembering her past failure, Aster cautiously spread a thick, honeyed mist in the air around them.

This mist, created from her body—be it her skin, mouth, chest, or elsewhere—was a venomous secretion designed to amplify the sexual desires of those who inhaled it.

The diluted mist clung to the air, seeping into humans and elves through their mouths, noses, and even skin, inducing an even deeper state of arousal.

“Now then, what was his name again… oh, right, Shin. Hey, Shin-kun? Can you hear my voice?”

Her voice was soft, like a mother waking a sleeping child. In response, Shin let out a faint groan, “Nnngh…” but showed no signs of regaining consciousness.

The current Shin was driven solely by instinct. His mind was blank, and his body merely reacted to the sweet poison invading his brain and the seductive sound of her voice.

“Ahaha♡, he’s completely under now. Well, poor thing, but it’s time for the finishing touch… hmmph♡.”

Judging Shin’s state, Aster leaned in closer. But instead of heading for his lips, her target was his ear.

Her breath was warm—unnaturally so for a plant-based monster. Wrapping her mouth around his ear, she licked and suckled as if melting ice, all while dripping her honey-laced saliva into him.

“Lick… chu… mm, mmm♡… Shin-kun, oh, no need to respond, okay? Just let yourself feel good and listen to my voice♡.”

Her seductive whispers bypassed Shin’s consciousness and struck directly at his instincts.

“Listen carefully now. From this moment, you’re free to ravage any woman you want. Any elf in the village will do. Release all that pent-up desire and indulge yourself. Don’t think about anything—just surrender to pleasure♡.”

Her words, drenched in temptation, burrowed deep into Shin’s psyche, igniting his most primal emotions.

“Ra…vage… feels… so good…”

Normally passive and restrained—even among allies and foes alike—Shin uttered words he would never have allowed to cross his lips had his mind been intact.

“Yes, ravage them♡. Since you’ve been soaked in my honey, there’s no stopping now. Go ahead and entertain everyone to your heart’s content… kukuku♡.”

Aster’s voice was like that of a devil, granting a sinister sort of permission and guiding him into chaos.

“Well then, I’ll set you free now♡. I’ll be watching closely from the best seat in the house♡.”

With a slow, smooth glide, the vines restraining Shin released him and retreated into the ground like insects returning to their burrow.

Shin stood unsteadily, his vacant eyes unfocused and his posture unsteady.

The kind, slightly unreliable young man everyone knew was gone. All that remained was a beast, breathing heavily, born of unrestrained lust.

“Now go ahead, just like I told you—wreak havoc♡.”

At her words, Shin gathered strength in his legs and, still dazed, began to move in the direction his instincts guided him.

“O-oooh… oo… oppaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiii♡!”

Though he had been told to go after any woman in the village—be it an elf or even his own companions—his gaze was fixated on one target: the adorable, big-breasted Alraune standing before him.

And he leaped straight into Aster’s chest with all his might.

“Wha—wait, what are you—”

Caught entirely off guard by Shin’s unexpected action, Aster panicked. Her first coherent thought was disbelief: “Is this human insane?”

Of course, Shin was far from sane.

It was unthinkable for any man to be aroused by the clearly inhuman form of a creature like her. While succubi, with their humanlike appearance, might draw such reactions, her monstrous plant body and green skin were something entirely different.

“Oppa… oppaaaaiiiii!”

“Stop it! I’m a monster, you know! Hngh♡, ahh♡, stop that♡!”

While capable of inducing arousal in others, Aster herself had no need or interest in sexual acts. She had never imagined a man could find her body—alien and monstrous as it was—arousing.

Yet Shin, driven purely by instinct, cared nothing for the differences in skin color or anatomy. To him, her adorable face and swaying, tempting figure were enough to ignite his desires.

“Y-you, stop it♡, let me gooo…!”

She extended her vines to pry him off, but with his instincts unleashed and his body reinforced by magic, Shin didn’t budge.

Ignoring her protests, his hands—meant to wield a sword—grasped her ample chest, kneading it without mercy.

Aster, who had always believed herself untouchable by human desire, now found herself overpowered by a man intoxicated by her own honey.

“Haa, haa, oppai♡… oppai… I’ll make you mine♡.”

“Noo♡, stop it♡, hngh♡, ahhh…♡”

Aster writhed like an innocent maiden, rejecting Shin’s caresses with sweet cries. Her trembling body alternated between shaking her head and squirming, as though resisting the pleasure being poured into her—a punishment or perhaps a gift.

Despite having caused countless humans to succumb to lust, her reactions were strangely pure, almost naïve. No matter how much she had witnessed others’ climaxes, their surrender, and their release, those were ultimately experiences of others. The intense arousal and pleasure that couldn’t be measured by knowledge or observation left her bewildered, staining her green skin with a peach-pink hue. She was like a bud, waiting for the moment of full bloom.

Shin’s thumb pressed deep into the inner side of her chest, making her voluptuous body jolt in response. His other fingers—index through pinky—danced across the surface of her breast, tracing patterns that sent tremors radiating from deep within her core. His fingertips pressed and released in rhythmic motions, kneading her ample chest with just enough strength to deform it without crushing it entirely, as though savoring her reactions.

“Hyaah♡! N-not so hard… I-I’m tingling all over… My body… it feels strange…! This can’t… be… happening… from a human♡!”

The relentless stimulation to her chest rendered her unable to control the vines that she had previously manipulated effortlessly. They fell limply to the ground, and she herself collapsed, surrendering to the sensation as though her strength had been drained.

Her defiant voice carried no trace of hatred—only pleasure, which resonated in her high-pitched cries that echoed through the forest. To Shin, those sounds were like fuel, stoking the flames of his unrestrained desire.

Soft press, firm press, gentle squish, soft bounce.

He kneaded, stroked, and rubbed her enormous breasts, which couldn’t be contained within his hands. He wanted to hear more indecent moans, see her more disheveled expressions—more, and more, and more. As if projecting his own frustrations, he intensified his movements, gripping her chest with increasing fervor.

“Nngh♡! Aaah, kuuuh…♡ Something’s… coming…! It’s coming… aaahhhh♡!”

Aster’s body convulsed like a flower caught in a storm, her words dissolving into incoherent, high-pitched cries. Her eyes darted aimlessly, her mouth dripped with saliva, and from her bulb-like lower body, a sticky nectar dripped onto the ground, staining the earth.

It was her first climax—an overwhelming sensation that scattered her thoughts into the air like dust. Even the faint fear blooming in her mind was sweetly and sharply enveloped by the inescapable pleasure.

No coherent words escaped her lips, only sensual, ragged breaths and occasional moans of delight: “Nnngh♡… Hahhh♡… Kufuuh♡…”

The incomprehensible anomaly overtaking her body slowly began to sink in—but Aster was given no reprieve to fully process it.

“…Oppai♡… O-oppaaiiiiiiii♡!”

Like a fish craving water, a vampire thirsting for blood, or a succubus instinctively extracting a man’s essence, Shin couldn’t think of anything beyond satisfying his desire for her breasts.

At that moment, his hands briefly left her chest. A sigh of mixed relief and regret escaped her lips, only to be interrupted as his fingers deftly returned—this time targeting the peaks of her lush, green breasts.

Pinch, firm press.

“Nnghhhhh♡! Soft squishhh♡!”

His thumb and forefinger, unhesitating, grasped the vivid pink buds at her peaks—their hue like an unopened flower. Aster, still in the throes of her climax, was plunged even deeper into an abyss of pleasure.

His fingers twisted her nipples in circular motions, scratched them lightly with his nails, crushed them with deliberate pressure, and tugged at them, drawing out intense reactions.

The techniques he had endured at the hands of his companions were now etched into his instincts, and in this moment, they became his weapons.

“Aaahhh♡… N-no♡… S-stop… it’s too much… I’m losing it…♡!”

Her limp arms alternated between spasming from the overwhelming stimulation and falling slack. Her wavy, pinkish hair fluttered like scattered petals, brushing against Shin’s face.

The relentless assault reignited just as she thought it was over, crushing any lingering resistance or embarrassment she had left.

“Hahhh♡… Nnngh♡… M-more… I want more…♡” she moaned softly. “N-no… This isn’t… what I want… I-I don’t… want this…! It’s a lie… I’m lying… ahhh… stop… no… don’t stop…!”

Her incoherent pleas and denials, leaking from her lips, were both genuine and contradictory cries from the depths of her heart. But her body spoke far more eloquently than her words.

Her skin, flushed deeply from head to toe, glowed like ripe fruit, dripping sweat like sweet nectar from every pore. The hardened peaks of her breasts, subjected to continuous stimulation, stood firm, as if inviting his touch.

“My breasts… they’re so tingly… n-no, don’t…♡ S-stop… ahh♡… again… something’s building up insiiide meee♡…”

Once again, the sensation of climax surged effortlessly through Aster’s body. The stimulation began from her nipples, spread through her body, tingling her lower half, electrifying every inch of her skin, and flooding her mind with overwhelming bliss.

Like a man drained dry by a succubus, Aster found herself at the mercy of the monster she had created. Her expression melted into a dazed stupor, tears spilling from the corners of her unfocused eyes, mixing with the drool dripping from her lips. Yet the liquid spilling from her wasn’t limited to her mouth.

Her heaving chest—still subjected to Shin’s relentless stimulation—began to yield a thick, warm nectar that seeped from her nipples like a flow of honeyed milk.

“D-don’t look…♡ Don’t look at me…♡”

Aster’s whispered rejection could have been directed at her own humiliation or at the sight of her nectar spilling so freely from her nipples.

But whichever it was, her words held no power.

Before the beast that Shin had become—obsessed with her breasts, entranced by their fullness and the sweet scent of nectar—her fate had already been sealed.

Shin’s fingers, which had been tormenting her nipples, suddenly stilled. Without hesitation, his hands moved to grasp both breasts from the sides, pressing them together and squeezing them into a deep, overflowing valley. At the center, her nipples glistened, dripping with thick, golden liquid that slid down the curves of her skin.

“Oppai♡… Haa… haa… oppaaiiiiii♡… nomphhh!”

Of course, he didn’t hesitate. How could a man so consumed by his fixation on breasts resist the nectar dripping tantalizingly before him?

Slurp, suck, lick.

Shin’s lips and tongue latched onto both nipples at once, greedily sucking as though he were a ravenous infant. The taste that filled his mouth was sweet, clinging to his throat with an addictive aroma. Unlike the milk he had once tasted from the elder succubus Leia, this was a natural, nectarous sweetness.

Like an insect clinging to a tree for its sap, Shin buried his face in her chest, drinking deeply while indulging in the soft, yielding sensation beneath him. His tongue flicked and swirled over the dripping nipples, the nectar flowing endlessly like a spring that could never run dry.

Aster, overwhelmed by the stimulation, couldn’t hold back her cries.

“Hyaaah♡… No, don’t suck so much…♡ T-that’s not milk, it’s nectar… if you drink it, you’ll… you’ll just…”

Her voice trembled with a warning she couldn’t finish.

The nectar flowing from her breasts wasn’t ordinary; it was a powerful aphrodisiac, far more potent than the honeyed mist she had spread earlier.

Shin, oblivious, continued to suckle without restraint, driven by an insatiable instinct for her breasts. The primal need filled him, a conflict of satisfaction and insatiability that urged him to move faster, to take more.

His lips latched onto her breasts firmly enough to leave marks, his tongue flicking her nipples with swift, precise motions. Even as he drank, his hands never stopped kneading and squeezing her soft flesh, pushing her to the brink.

Moments earlier, Aster had experienced her first sexual climax. Then came the relentless nipple teasing, driving her into repeated climaxes. Now, as Shin suckled and devoured her nectar, she faced yet another wave of pleasure.

Even a woman accustomed to sexual acts might have struggled to endure such relentless stimulation. That Aster had retained consciousness this long was nothing short of miraculous.

“Ahhh♡… Wh-what’s… haaaahhh♡… I-I can’t think about anything anymooore♡… Nnnghh—!”

With a final, desperate jolt, Aster’s body convulsed violently before collapsing entirely.

“H-human… so scaryyy♡… I… I can’t take it anymoooore♡…”

With those faint, trembling words, Aster’s consciousness faded.

Shin, still enraptured, supported her limp body with one arm, refusing to release her breasts from his lips.