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Chapter 40: The Sire [Rank: Unknown] [R18]
🕑 Added 2025-08-02 12:56:18 +0000 UTCOwen stood motionless in the center of the underground laboratory, a blissful thrill running through him. His massive cock was still embedded inside Talia’s expanded womb. He felt confused by the strange power he had just unconsciously manifested. It was powerful, exciting, and terrifying all at the same time, as if he had stepped into a new world, a boundless realm of life force and primal instinct.
Talia’s body, lying on the edge of the metal bed, was trembling nonstop. Her face was contorted in ecstasy, her eyes moist and blurry, while her abdomen was as swollen as a full-term pregnant woman's. The fair skin of her belly throbbed with the pulse of the eggs incubating within.
The surging mana in Owen’s body began to deplete rapidly. Exhaustion started to wash over him, causing him to slowly collapse, pressing his body against Talia’s soft, swollen abdomen, completely spent. His sweat-drenched face buried itself weakly between her large, firm breasts.
His large hands, which had once gripped her hips with passion, now moved up to squeeze her massive breasts naturally and playfully. The soft, firm flesh spilled out between his fingers. A feeling that was warm, tender, and seductive erupted in his heart once again.
And the moment he squeezed…
SQUIIIRT!
Milky-white fluid shot from both her nipples like a fountain, spraying onto Owen’s face. The sweet, gentle scent of milk filled the air. The scent was not only fragrant… it stimulated his instincts, making him crave it even more.
Talia’s body, as a pregnant broodmother, had automatically begun to produce milk to feed the “king,” as if her body was perfectly designed to serve a sire like him.
Owen, both shocked and aroused by the sweet scent, didn't hesitate. He buried his face in her fleshy breasts hungrily, latched his mouth onto one of the hard, erect nipples, and began to suckle greedily, like a newborn who had been starving for days.
Suckle Suckle Suckle~
Warm, thick milk shot into his mouth, accompanied by the sound of his swallowing, which echoed faintly in the lab's silence.
Gulp Gulp Gulp~
“Aahhhh~” Talia screamed in a pleasure-filled moan as a thrilling sensation shot through her hard nipples. She arched her chest up to meet his suckling, her trembling hands moving up to caress his sweat-soaked hair with the utmost love and craze.
Owen drank the milk continuously, insatiably, while his cock was still buried deep inside her. The warm, firm feeling from the womb filled with parasite eggs and the milky scent that filled the air were combining into a feeling of perfect possession.
At that moment, Owen felt a chaotic movement inside Talia’s womb through his cock. It was the feeling of hundreds of lifeforms struggling to emerge into the outside world. The clear, jelly-like parasite eggs were hatching in unison, revealing the form of a new race, completely different from the parasites Iris had created.
They had slender bodies, about 1 inch long. In the middle of their bodies were six tentacle-like limbs that served as arms and legs for free movement. On their heads was a single small, black eye and a pair of antennae for sensing their environment. On their backs were two pairs of thin, transparent wings, ready to spread for flight at any moment. At the end of their bodies was a long, slender tail, as sharp as a needle, for piercing into a host’s body. Overall, they had an appearance that was both elegant and dangerous, like a dragonfly mixed with a tiny parasitic worm.
Once the hundreds of parasites had finished hatching, they didn't wait, beginning to crawl out of Talia’s womb, using their six leg-like tentacles to excitedly climb along the still-clenched vaginal walls and Owen's still-hard cock, to see the outside world for the first time.
The sensation of hundreds of small, soft parasites squirming on his cock and the fleshy walls of her vagina created a strange, thrilling pleasure for both Owen and Talia, causing them both to cry out in ecstasy once more.
Aaaaaaaaaaaahh~!!!
Aaaaaaaaarrrrrgh~!!!
Talia’s body arched and spasmed violently, reaching climax over and over again. The walls of her womb and vagina contracted intensely, pushing all the little parasites out of her slit along with waves of her clear love juice.
Talia was now beginning to understand the feelings of a mother. She was in absolute bliss to have "given birth" to hundreds of children like this. Her body trembled nonstop with repeated ecstasy, while her once-swollen abdomen began to slowly shrink… little by little… until her body returned to its slender form, as if she had never been pregnant at all…
Owen slowly pulled his lips from Talia’s hard nipple. He was still nestled on her soft body, feeling his life force slowly being restored, while his newborn "children" were flying and crawling playfully on the naked bodies of their sire and broodmother.
And in that moment… Owen could feel a multitude of "consciousnesses" naturally trying to connect to his psychic network. It was a clear psychic current, filled with a variety of emotions, all rushing towards him at once.
He could feel pure love… unconditional loyalty… and the joy of being born… These were the feelings of the little parasites communicating with their sire, or king, Owen. If one were to put it in terms of affection scores, every single one of them would undoubtedly be at 100.
After a short rest, his fatigue was completely restored by Talia’s powerful milk. Owen slowly pushed himself up. He pulled his massive cock out of Talia’s tight slit, a lewd "SCHLICK" sound echoing from the momentary vacuum suction, before their mixed juices gushed out after it.
As Owen looked at the little parasites crawling and playing around chaotically, he had the idea to test his new power. A cunning smirk appeared on his lips, and he sent a command through his psychic network…
'All of you… gather on the metal bed next to Talia.'
His first command was simple, a test of basic control. Instantly! The body of every parasite froze. They turned as one towards the empty metal bed and immediately moved towards the target, following the king’s command in unison, with a little chaos.
Seeing them follow his command perfectly, Owen chuckled with satisfaction. He then began to test their intelligence to the next level.
'Very good… now, form groups of five.'
This time, a little chaos ensued. The parasites began to crawl around to form groups. They seemed to be counting their own "leg-tentacles" to calculate. Not long after, they managed to correctly form groups of 5.
'Interesting…' Owen thought. 'Let's try again…'
'Groups of seven.'
And this time, their system clearly glitched. The parasites began to bump into each other in confusion. They tried to form groups of 7, but when they counted to 6, they would stop and wander around, unable to comprehend a number that "exceeded" their own physical limitations.
Owen frowned, before a sudden understanding dawned on him. 'Six… they have six limbs… Don't tell me…' He gave one last command to confirm his theory.
'Okay, okay, that's enough. Groups of six, then!'
This time, the parasites returned to forming groups in an orderly and rapid fashion. They perfectly divided into groups of 6 without any errors, leaving only a few stragglers standing around, confused because there weren't enough of them.
Owen nodded, finally understanding. They had the intelligence of a small child just beginning to learn, but were limited by their own physiology, giving them a mathematical understanding of only the numbers 1 through 6…
'So there are still limitations… but this is more than enough for now,' Owen thought with satisfaction…
Owen continued to enjoy experimenting with his new power. He ordered the parasites to fly in circles around him like a swarm of miniature fighter jets before ordering them to form a heart shape in mid-air in unison. The sight of such formidable creatures making such a cute gesture made him unable to hold back a laugh.
Meanwhile, Iris, who had been resting on the bed, slowly sat up. Her body was fully recovered. She watched the sight of Owen playing with his "children" with a look of satisfaction and fondness.
She slowly got up from the bed, her naked form in Rosy’s body moving with the grace of a queen. She approached Owen from behind silently before wrapping her arms around his strong, sweaty back, her full breasts deliberately pressing against him.
“Looks like you're enjoying your new toys, my love,” she whispered huskily in his ear. Her hot breath made goosebumps rise all over Owen’s body.
Owen turned to answer, a proud smile on his face. “Look, Iris… the power that was 'awakened' in me is incredible. I never thought it would give me my own psychic network, just like yours…”
Iris chuckled softly, her laugh laced with an amusement and fondness for his cute misunderstanding.
“Oh, my love… it seems you've misunderstood something,” she said, resting her face on his shoulder, inhaling his powerful scent with longing. She wanted to start another war of lust so badly but had to suppress the feeling. “All the power you just used… it wasn't your awakened power at all.”
Owen frowned immediately. “What? But… if it wasn’t the power I awakened, then where did this power… this ability come from? It clearly used the mana in my body.”
Iris smiled like someone holding all the secrets. “It’s not strange that you would misunderstand, because in the end, it is your power. You can control and use it freely. It’s just that the source of that power wasn’t awakened by you yourself,” she began to state the shocking truth. “My words might confuse you, but please listen carefully to what I’m about to explain, my love~”
She pulled away slightly to stare into Owen’s confused eyes.
“It was my hidden plan that I hadn't told you about before… in order to surprise you now, of course,” she paused slightly before role-playing as a strict teacher.
“The intelligent parasite I injected into your body didn't just fuse mana for you. It also 'stimulated' the parasites in your reproductive system to evolve and awaken their power along with you…”
“As for the power you actually awakened, I don't know what it is either. You'll have to learn and understand it on your own. But as for the 'Sire' power that the parasites in your reproductive system awakened, I can explain that to you, because I perceive all of its information directly through my psychic network.”
Iris smiled, satisfied with her successful plan, before she began to explain the 4 abilities of the "Sire [Rank: Unknown]" power to Owen in detail.
She leaned in close, her sweet and alluring scent touching Owen’s nose once again. Her slender hand caressed his chest gently before moving lower… deliberately.
[1: Sculpture of Lust]
“As you just discovered… your body is no longer bound by biological rules,” she whispered, as her fingertips traced the ridge of his recently shrunken cock.
“You can freely modify your own genitals… whether it's expanding them to a terrifying size, changing their shape to be curved, or even altering the texture to be rough and veiny… All of it depends on your imagination… or that of the woman you wish to please.”
[2: Semen of Creation]
“Your semen is no longer an ordinary fluid,” her voice grew a little husky. “You can produce it almost without limit, as long as you have mana remaining… You can also determine its properties as you wish. Its color, scent, taste… and most importantly, choosing whether that semen will be merely a 'semen of pleasure' with no after-effects… or a 'semen of pregnancy' ready to create new life at any moment.”
[3: Broodmother's Brand]
Iris glanced over at Talia, who was lying on the bed with a blissful smile. “You can place a 'broodmother' brand on the body of one who submits to you with your semen of creation, turning that person into your complete 'broodmother,' which will have 3 subsequent effects.”
“1. Her body will be modified to be able to create a large number of parasite eggs from your semen.”
“2. She will be connected to your psychic network, allowing you to always perceive and communicate with her.”
“And 3. Every time she receives your semen, she will grow stronger. And if she is not an Awakened, there is a 1% chance it will cause her to awaken… and that chance will increase by 1% every time the awakening fails.”
[4: Pheromones of Infatuation]
Iris leaned her face in so close their noses were almost touching, her warm breath washing over Owen’s lips. “And finally… the power that makes you the most dangerous… You can release a special pheromone that directly affects the primal instincts of the opposite sex. It will make them feel relaxed, trusting, and slowly become infatuated with you… and if they receive a concentrated enough dose… it will violently awaken their sexual desires until they are irresistible.”
When she finished her explanation, Iris stared at Owen with a deep gaze. "Do you understand now, my love… just how incredible and terrifying your Sire power is?"
Owen could only stand there, stunned. He tried to process all the information he had just received… His Sire power… it wasn't a power for direct combat… it was a power of "creation," "control," and "possession" of a race, in its truest sense…
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