I Was Thawed Out 1,000 Years in the Future. Men Were Extinct. ~Apparently, I’m Being Forced into Breeding Sex by Lewd Beautiful Girls in Skin-Tight Suits to Preserve the Human Race~ - 12

Chapter 12: The Outcome of the Incident

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The male abduction incident by Beta Squad and the retaliatory riot by Alpha Squad were discussed under the mediation of Captain Sail-san, and a provisional reconciliation was reached. From the outset, it was determined that the root cause of the incident lay in Alpha Squad’s unjust monopolization of a male (that is, me). As a result, Jane and the others from Beta Squad received a stern warning and were punished with one week of toilet-cleaning duty. Alisa and her group were likewise given a severe reprimand, and additional rules were instituted to prevent a recurrence in the future.

“Uuugh, Touya-saaaan…”

“Sorry about this, Alisa. Today’s our turn!”

“Gugigigigi…”

Jane taunted Alisa, who wore a tragic expression, with a triumphant grin. She draped an arm around my shoulders, then groped my chest like a lecherous old man and, for good measure, licked my neck with her long tongue. Her actions all but shouted, “This guy is mine,” and Alisa’s face twisted with fury, but there was nothing she could do. She stood there, fists trembling, biting her lip so hard it looked like it might bleed.

What had been established after the recent incident was a shift rule. Based on the ship-wide unified Calvaria Standard Time calendar, Monday belonged to Alpha Squad, Tuesday to Beta Squad, and so on through the five weekdays up to Squad Epsilon of the Fifth Unit. Furthermore, the schedule alternated weekly between frontline combat units and rear support units. In other words, the next time I would be able to see Alisa and the others would be two weeks from now.

“Sorry, but this is probably the best solution.”

“That’s so unfair…”

When I tried to comfort her, Alisa’s shoulders drooped dejectedly. This outcome came after Sail-san firmly declared that Alpha Squad’s monopolization of the male had a negative impact on shipboard self-governance. Since this was, for Alisa’s group, a case of reaping what they had sown, Jane even said that being allowed to meet once every two weeks was generous.

“See you later, Alpha Squad Leader! Touya, tonight I’m keeping you to myself till late!♡ I’ll make you cry out in a pathetic voice this time for sure!♡”

After delivering one last jab to rile Alisa up, Jane spun around, her face slack with lust. She whispered sweetly and pressed her modest yet soft chest against me.

Someday, she might really get shot by Alisa…

“What are you getting so full of yourself for?”

“You’ll just end up yapping and making a fool of yourself anyway.”

“W-What did you say!?”

The ones mercilessly throwing barbs at Jane were Yell and Tenue from the same Beta Squad. The schedule was divided by squad, not by individual, so Tuesday didn’t mean Jane got exclusive rights. In fact, today would likely turn into an all-day orgy with all ten members of Beta Squad, from morning till night. And with high probability, Jane would be the first to collapse. It was obvious even before we started, yet Jane still insisted on her supposed advantage.

“Uuuh. Jane, please! J-Just let me watch, at least!”

Seeing me surrounded by Beta Squad, Alisa cried out in anguish. Jane, however, stuck out her bright red tongue and refused to listen.

“Like hell I’ll let you in the room! Go finger your pussy with a dildo, Alisa!”

Jane barked that out and pulled me by the hand toward the room. Just before the sliding door closed, I saw Alisa crumple to her knees, looking on the verge of tears.

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From what I heard from various girls between bouts of sex, it seemed that my sex with Alisa and the others had been recorded as video and distributed to the crew of the Migdal as AV. Even now, crew members who liked POV-style recordings would permit filming and deliberately keep the data. Some enthusiasts even went so far as to buy professional equipment from the procurement division and bring it aboard.

“There are even perverts who’ve collected every Touya dildo used since Touya woke up. Don’t get fooled by appearances or you’ll get burned.”

Jane, who was at that very moment getting thoroughly “burned” and wearing a spaced-out face, said this threateningly. I pulled my tongue out of Tenue’s mouth, shrugged, and continued having sex with Pany, the Beta Squad’s medic. Pany had what you’d call a petite-but-busty build and, like Jane and the others, was a dark-skinned girl. Apparently her nipples were a pale pink, but unfortunately I couldn’t confirm that through her suit. Instead, when I pinched them a bit harder with my fingertips, she let out cute little sounds of delight.

“From my point of view, most of you are perverts anyway.”

“H-Hey. That can’t be helped. Anyone on this ship is an idiot betting everything on less than a one-percent chance.”

Crew members of the Migdal were granted priority rights to have sex with a male. On the return journey to the capital planet Calvaria, they would be able to have as much sex as they wanted with the rescued male. In the Galactic Unified Empire, this was the ultimate reward. That said, none of the more than 260 old-human search missions conducted so far had succeeded. Casualties were heavy, and it was not uncommon for all five ground-drop units to be completely wiped out. Faced with a hopeless mission with a 100% fatality rate, they participated for the sake of “sex with a man.”

“Touya-shan♡ Touya-shan♡ Please pound my pussy harder♡ Stuff me full of thick, rich, super-strong cum!♡”

“Yeah, leave it to me, Pany. Here I come.”

“NnhhoooOOO♡”

Another ejaculation. How many times it was made now, I didn’t even know. Pany’s loud voice echoed through the room. For a while after the shift system was implemented, the on-duty squad would visit my private quarters. Recently, however, it had become more common for me to go to Beta Squad’s dorm instead.

This was because POV enthusiasts wanted to set up filming equipment, some people bought huge waterbeds through procurement, and others wanted to enjoy themselves in the bath. From their perspective, even if the beds were cleaned, it was better to enjoy themselves on a bed they could monopolize rather than one other crew member also used. Incidentally, “dorm” didn’t mean Jane’s personal room. Migdal crew generally lived in double rooms, which were too cramped. Each squad was assigned a shared section, and the lounge was almost exclusively remodeled into a sex room.

“Ohoh!♡ Aheeeaaah!♡”

“Whoa!? Dammit, Pany! You leaked again!”

“I’m sowwy!♡ But I couldn’t stop!!♡”

After receiving so much semen it overflowed from her slit, Pany ended up wetting herself on the bed. Apparently it had become a habit, since this happened every time we had sex.

“Seriously, cleaning costs money too. Maybe we should just ask Facilities to remodel it?”

Management of each squad’s assigned area was basically handled by the squad itself. Whether asking support units to help with cleaning or remodeling the space to improve its function as a sex room, everything cost money. Thanks to that, the ship’s internal economy was apparently running smoothly.

Although most tasks were automated, some still required human hands. Crew members would take on those jobs in their spare time like game quests, earning money they could freely spend on luxury items.

“Oops, it’s about time.”

“Huh? What are you talking about? The night’s still young.”

Checking the wall clock, I remembered an errand I had afterward. Jane started grinning and said, “You’re not chickening out, are you?” so I replied while fingering her pussy.

“With you guys, it’s technically until 8 p.m., right? After that, it’s free time.”

“Ohoh♡ S-so that free time is ours toooo!♡”

Still a nonstop-cumming loser pussy, Jane clung to me and refused to let go. Though it was called a shift system, the monopolization period ran from 8 a.m. to 8 p.m. The rest was free time meant for my rest as well. That said, being told it was “free time” often just meant I had nothing to do, so until now I’d usually kept going with free sex until morning.

“That free time’s been reserved by the Supply Division. I have to go now.”

“Reserved—nnh♡ W-What do you mean?♡”

“I talked it over with Sail-san. We made it so I can sell my post-8 p.m. free time by the hour.”

“I didn’t hear about thaaat?!?!♡”

“We started it on a trial basis today.”

Staying with Jane and the others until morning would have been fine, but auctioning off my free time meant I could earn income. When I peeked at the procurement division recently, I saw all kinds of interesting things, and I wanted to start earning instead of being broke.

“You’re going to the Supply Division? nchu♡”

“When I auctioned off the time, the Supply Division offered the highest price.”

Responding to Tenue’s kiss as she clung to me, I also kneaded Yell’s ass. The Supply Division was a department within the rear support units, responsible for everything from managing food production plants to running the cafeteria, essentially all matters related to food. Unlike the ground drop combat units, which were basically idle unless fighting broke out, they worked even while the ship was in transit. In other words, there were a lot of rich people there. Apparently they’d been sitting on excess money until now, but once they learned they could buy my time by the hour, they came swinging with wads of cash.

“N-No way! Tonight Touya’s mine until morning—ahheeaaah!?♡”

“Sorry. But if they paid five million per hour, I can’t exactly refuse.”

“T-That’s high… Those people have way too much money…”

Jane collapsed face-down on the bed and conceded defeat. The support units, which had lower risk of death but heavier workloads, were well compensated for their hard labor. Perhaps as backlash from the combat units monopolizing me until now, their voices were loud. Leaving the exhausted Jane to Yell and the others, I exited Beta Squad’s lounge.

“Good evening, Touya-kun♡”

“Oh? You even came to meet me?”

When the door opened, enormous breasts loomed before me—no, a beautiful woman with a voluptuous body tightly wrapped in a skin suit, displaying it without restraint, stood there.

Her name was Orite. She was the head of the Supply Division, characterized by her gentle demeanor and a teardrop mole beneath her narrow eyes. Tall, but even wider across the hips and bust, she was a soft, plush-looking woman. Compared to the combat units full of younger members, she was in her mid-thirties, but that maturity only made her body more alluring.

“I’ve been waiting for this~♪ Let’s take our time and enjoy ourselves tonight~♡”

“Wah—!?”

She happily spread her arms and hugged me. Enveloped in a sea of flesh, I felt a maternal warmth completely different from Jane and the others. Perhaps because they supported so many crew members’ stomachs, many women in the Supply Division had this kind of motherly aura. Still wrapped in Orite-san’s soft, abundant flesh (rivaling even Captain Sail’s), I was led toward the Supply Division’s dormitory.

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