Chapter 408 – Episode 408 – Let’s Teach Pleasure to Pseudo-Personalities

-Occupy the body of the phantom thief.

When it first recognized itself, the pseudo-personality had one mission.

-Take possession of this woman’s body. Make it your body.

A woman with black tentacles, a woman called Thalia, gave birth to a pseudo-personality.

The phantom thief Arva created a pseudo-personality of a woman whose real name was Tigone by using her own magic energy.
The only purpose of its creation was to use the phantom thief as a doll.

Achieving that purpose was the significance of the existence of a pseudo-personality.

Therefore, the pseudo-personality tried to take over the body of the phantom thief.

It should have been a very easy task, with Thalia simply giving her orders.

However,

-Get out, get out of my body, get out!

The pseudo-personality could not occupy the body of the phantom thief.

Even though Thalia did her bidding and took over her body, it wasn’t long before the phantom thief took over her.
To solve this problem, Thalia tortured Tigone constantly and tore her mind to pieces, but it was no use.
No matter how much torture was inflicted, the quasi-personality would only occupy the body for a few minutes.

Even if the pseudo-personality stamped the original personality, it was no use.

Even though she was thrown over the abyss, she stubbornly escaped in the end and regained her body.

Watching Tigone repeat this, I became suspicious of pseudo-personalities.

Why is there such resistance?

Looking at it objectively, there is no chance of the Phantom Thief winning.

In the past, he may have been a phantom thief who made a name for himself in the world, but now he is just a slave captured by his master, Grid. Now that you are captured as a slave, all the fame you have enjoyed so far is meaningless. All you have to do is offer your body and soul to your master until your heart breaks.

He was a phantom thief who experienced it directly.

She was a phantom thief who experienced everything from mixing with her master, getting pregnant, and even giving birth. He was a phantom thief who repeated the process dozens or hundreds of times a day.

I don’t know how painful it is, but I believe it was enough to make at least one woman mentally ill.

But why resist?

Even my precious little brother has fallen into my master’s slave, so why do I resist?

No matter how much you resist, there is only one ending in the end.

This curiosity helped to awaken the unknown realm of emotions to pseudo-personalities who simply obeyed orders. Having awakened to that area, the pseudo-personality was able to speak out its thoughts.

Of course, even if that happened, he still couldn’t take over the body of the Phantom Thief.

After those feelings arose, the pseudo-personality finally spent a night with its owner.

She was given the name ‘Arba’, and Arba felt very grateful to her master who gave her that name.

For the first time in my life, my emotions were heightened.

And,

“Hokkook, hokkook, hokkook!”

Arba’s emotions began to explode as she began to be violated by her master’s pillar.

“Okkook, okkook, I feel strange. It’s strange, it’s strange!”

It’s hot. My body is hot even though it is not burning.

It’s hot and stuffy. Is it because of this suit that puts pressure on the body?

No. It is not a feeling of tightness caused by simply tightening.

Something, something seems to be boiling. It’s like boiling lava.

In the boiling lava, lava-like heat is melting the body.

It dissolves the invisible barrier inside the body and creates a new waterway.

Arba was struggling in the waters of new emotions.

“It’s strange, master. What is this?”

The more the master pushed his waist, the more the master’s object was pushed inside, the more the cervix of this body was pushed out by the master’s object, Arva could not calculate. He couldn’t even figure out how to control emotions that were outside the scope of calculation.

“I said it before.”

Ganglim continued to have sex while holding Arba’s legs spread in the shape of an M.

“This is pleasure. Now you are melting into pleasure.”

“Pleasure. This, is this pleasure?”

“Even if you saw what happened to Tigone, it would be hard to know for sure. So!”

“Ugh!”

Kangrim violently bounced his hips.

Arba’s breasts also bounced vigorously in keeping with the intensity.

“Experience it once and remember it. You, too, are now my slave!”

“Hakkuuuuu!”

After struggling like that, Kangrim ejaculated.

Arva’s body trembled as her thick semen filled her womb again.
Her love juice flowed from the opening between the crotch where her dick was stuck.

“Hauuuuu, raaaaa…”

Everything again. It fills up again. Her belly is being filled with her master’s precious seed.
It’s so filling that I feel bloated, but strangely enough, I don’t hate it. The belly protruded even more and was unsightly, but Arva did not find it disgusting.

Rather, she felt good. I loved this feeling of my body being filled with my master’s things.

I never wanted to forget this feeling.

Does it mean that feeling good just by being filled like this is pleasure?

Is it really pleasure to mix one another’s bodies to achieve this result?

Was it because of this pleasure that so many women became slaves to their masters?

Really?

So it was time for Arva to come to her conclusion.

“Hmph?”

Suddenly my stomach hurts. Is it because I received semen more than once?

Arva thought it was just a stomach ache, but she quickly realized she was wrong.

“Aaaaah, aaaaah, aaaaa…”

My stomach is getting bigger. It continues to grow. It is growing beyond full term.

Arba had seen this scene in her memories of Tigone.

Just by repeatedly receiving the master’s semen, you can become pregnant.

There was a scene like this in Tigone’s memories of her own experience.

It was something that could not have happened based on common sense, but in front of the master, such common sense was nothing more than decoration.

Arba also began to suffer from the experience of being reduced to an ornament and having her common sense thrown away.
She was pregnant and left.

“How does it feel to be pregnant?”

Kangrim asked,

“I don’t know.”

Arva answered in a trembling voice.

“I just feel strange.”

“Then let’s continue.”

“Huh?”

Kangrim pushed her back again. Every time she was pounded, her stomach fluttered, her breasts fluttered, and Arva’s moans burst out again.

Kangrim whispered as he fucked her.

“I will fuck you until you become my slave, so bear with it. The night is still deep.”

“Yes, yes… Hauuuuu!”

Kangrim’s training to color the pseudo-personality Arba with lust continued.

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“Now, Arva. Do you think you know what pleasure is now?”

“Yes…”

Arba, who got down on all fours with her butt exposed to her master, nodded her head.

“The feeling of your brain melting, your body burning, liking and accepting that is pleasure.”

“That’s correct.”

Kanglim smiled with satisfaction at Arva’s answer.

“As expected, the answer was repeated pregnancy and childbirth.”

“Wow, that’s too much praise.”

Kangrim continued to punish her mercilessly until Arba realized her correct answer.
She constantly repeated her pregnancy and childbirth.
After repeated repetitions, Kangrim ordered the soldiers to take the babies to the facility.

There, babies will be raised as soldiers for the empire.

‘Okay, now let’s move on.’

Kang-rim, who thought he had given her enough pleasure, aimed at her dick again.

Not towards the entrance to the pussy filled with love juice and semen, but towards the small hole above the entrance.

“Ugh…”

Just the slightest touch of her glans to the hole made Arva moan.
The hole was bulging as if the body was already looking forward to it.

“Are you ready?”

Kangrim asked.

“Yes, please put it in.”

Arba requested.

“Please clean this lowly thief’s anus with your master’s cock.”

“Yes, I got it!”

“Huh?”

Kangrim immediately pushed his waist. She inserted her cock into the winding intestines. With his roots firmly in place, Kangrim shook his body.

Every time it was pounded, Arva let out a cry.

“Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh!”

It feels different from being penetrated in the vagina.

It is accompanied by pain as if the internal organs are being pulled out.

Although it was necessary, Arba did not hate it. She continued to receive semen in her vagina, and the pleasure she gained from receiving it made her feel that it was okay for her to receive it in her internal organs. If you accept it, your joy will more than double.

Thinking so, Arva accepted.

“Hokkook, hokkook, hokkook!”

I accepted the master’s semen.

“It’s coming, it’s coming, it’s coming, it’s coming!”

I accepted the semen that filled my intestines.

“Come, come, come!”

I accepted the semen that filled my stomach.

“Ah, it’s good. It’s so good, so, so good.”

Kang-rim ejaculated several times, and the semen she ejaculated filled the large intestine, small intestine, and stomach.
In an instant, Arba’s belly swelled beyond full term.

At the same time,

Evil magic energy began to bloom from Arba’s body.

The magical energy from the semen injected by Kangrim began to accumulate in Arva’s body.

Arba accepted that power.

“This is the master’s power…”

“Okay, take it well.”

Kangrim said while continuing to tease his waist.

“So you can accept that body as yours.”

“Yes, I understand. Please do so…”

Suddenly Arba stopped talking midway.

“Arba?”

“Ahhhhh, ahhh, ahhh…”

Even when the master called, Arba could not answer.

Instead,

“Get out, get out, get out, get out…”

It’s just a different voice, not Arba’s voice.

“Get out, get out, get out, get out! Get out of my body right now!”

Tigone, who fell into the abyss, regained consciousness.