Chapter 17: Domestic Homunculus Shop (Handcrafted)(02)
[Homunculus Crafting Request Information]
Requirements:
1. Fresh semen
2. 200 gold in crafting costs, excluding travel fees.
It wasn't as complicated as I thought.
Apparently, detailed instructions would only be sent after placing the order. The man from earlier had taken my information and told me to just wait.
He mentioned someone would visit me by 5 PM today to explain things properly.
Since he was only the guy distributing flyers, he didn't seem to know much. His job was just to collect money and pass on information.
"Does a homunculus really require semen?"
Homunculi are artificial lifeforms created by alchemists. Normally, a man's semen is left in a special potion for a few days to craft one.
I wasn't an alchemist myself, so I only knew the basics. The actual process might be different.
"5 PM... the hour when people can sin without guilt..."
As the clock struck 5, someone knocked at the dormitory door.
"Yes, come in—oh?"
When I opened the door and saw the visitor, I froze in surprise.
The face was familiar.
"A succubus?"
The woman standing there had freckles and a down-to-earth look. It was the same succubus I'd seen before.
Last time, she transformed into my ideal woman's appearance, showing up as a saintess—or rather, a goddess. Every time I approached the temple, I was embarrassed by my own arousal, earning the humiliating nickname "Air Guy."
"Why are you here?"
"I have a contract with the Alchemist Association to handle semen collection services."
Even tasks like this are outsourced these days, it seems.
Succubi are, after all, experts in semen extraction. It made sense, but seeing her again threw me off.
"Everyone else is on leave, so you have some free time now, right?"
How did she know about confidential schedules like the knights' leave?
No, it made sense. The flyer distribution itself showed she knew the knights were away. Even the nearby shops had banners saying, "Welcome, holiday knights!" and were targeting their wallets.
Officially, such breaches of confidentiality weren't acceptable, but the reality was that nobody cared.
"Wait... Are you saying you'll use my semen to craft a homunculus?"
"Yes, that's correct."
"But doesn't that make it... my child in some way?"
The succubus looked at me with an exasperated expression.
"Semen used in homunculus crafting is just a nutrient. It doesn't matter whose it is. But you wouldn't want a homunculus made from horse semen or another man's semen, would you?"
"Right..."
In that case, I'd rather it be one that grew from mine.
"If we're clear, let's start. I have a busy schedule."
Since we'd done this before, she didn't bother with any formalities. She transformed into the same appearance she'd used last time.
"Does this form work for you?"
"Yes."
The moment I saw her, I felt a stirring below, as if it had a mind of its own.
"Is this really my taste?"
Her long black hair reached her hips. She had a beautiful face, soft skin, and a supple, tender body...
"We're not summoning anything directly today, so I'll just use my hands."
"It's all an illusion anyway..."
"If you want premium service, summon me properly."
After the humiliation I suffered during the last summoning, I wasn't planning to summon another succubus anytime soon.
Plus, I'd need sulfur for a summoning ritual. Getting rid of the leftover sulfur last time had been a nightmare, and the cost wasn't trivial.
These days, summoning succubi was so popular that there was even a sulfur shortage. Even if I had the money, it was hard to find.
"Just relax and take a seat."
She donned a special glove on one hand as she prepared. Meanwhile, I loosened my pants and sat on the bed.
"Haa... Don't hold back. The sooner it's done, the sooner we can finish."
With a professional demeanor, she knelt before me, holding a flask designed for alchemical use. She placed it at the tip of my length and began working her hand skillfully.
Last time, it was all an illusion; I didn't even need to take my pants off. But this time, she had to collect actual semen. While her appearance was illusory, she was physically touching me.
"Her technique... definitely that of a succubus!"
It was clear she had done this countless times before. Her touch was almost mesmerizing, and it didn't take long for sensations to build.
However, it wasn't enough to bring me over the edge. Maybe it was because I'd been too accustomed to Mollang's tender touch. The stimulation from her hands felt slightly underwhelming in comparison.
"Don't hold it in."
"It's not something I can just control..."
"Men and their unnecessary pride..."
She sighed and extended another finger, which began to glow faintly. The tip of the finger turned semi-transparent, like it was made of mist.
"Is that magic?"
Succubi, being dream demons, are largely incorporeal. She must have undone some kind of restriction, as her now ethereal finger bypassed physical barriers and reached inside me.
"Ugh! This feels..."
"Bear with it for a moment."
She finally smiled, a seductive yet dangerous grin befitting a succubus.
"It'll start feeling good now."
Her transparent hand moved lower and began stimulating my prostate directly from inside.
"Hrrgh!"
No matter how hard I tried to hold back, the sensation was too overwhelming. Physical willpower meant nothing against this.
A thin stream began trickling out, not forcefully expelled but gently flowing from the tip.
"Hah... Hah... Hah..."
The direct internal stimulation left me disoriented. It felt like my lower body didn't belong to me anymore.
The succubus sealed the flask, stood up, and coolly said, "We're done."
With practiced efficiency, she packed the flask, ignoring my state of exhaustion, and headed for the door.
"Phew..."
While I'd experienced many kinds of pleasure before, this was my first time being forcibly milked like this. It left me feeling drained, but not satisfied.
"When should I check in?"
"Two days. It'll be delivered, so just wait here."
The fact that they could craft a homunculus in just a day amazed me. And to think they'd even deliver it!
"If they didn't deliver it, I'd have to carry it myself... and that would definitely raise eyebrows."
With a mix of anticipation and unease, I spent the next two days waiting in solitude at the dormitory.
On the morning of the second day, I woke up to a surprise.
"Yawn... Huh?"
A large coffin had been delivered right in front of the dormitory. The label clearly read, "Recipient: Dormitory 2, Training Knight Division."
"Anyone who sees this will think I've ordered a vampire or something!"
It made sense for a human-sized object to be shipped in a coffin-like container, but it wasn't exactly subtle. To avoid drawing attention, I quickly dragged it inside.
"Let's see... the instructions..."
Fortunately, the instructions were taped inside the coffin. They were written in a Q&A format, answering common questions about the homunculus.
Q1: How big is the homunculus upon delivery?
A: Unless otherwise specified, it is crafted to match the user's size.
Q2: How long can it be used?
A: Its basic lifespan is around 24 hours.
Q3: Can the appearance be customized?
A: Since the homunculus is cultivated rather than constructed, its final appearance cannot be guaranteed.
"This is a scam."
The advertisement claimed the homunculus would be crafted to suit my preferences, but this sounded like they were just making generic models.
"I specifically asked for massive breasts!"
I had requested an unrealistic bust size, but if they were just sending a pre-grown model, it was unlikely to meet my expectations.
"I know ads are exaggerated, but this is too much!"
Grumbling, I opened the coffin.
"Whoa...!"
Inside was a naked woman, lying still as if asleep.
She had light blue hair, long lashes, a sharp nose, and rosy lips. Her pale, flawless skin gave the impression of someone untouched by the sun.
"Well, she was just born, so of course her skin would be perfect..."
However, contrary to my request for enormous breasts, she was flat-chested, with only small mounds and barely protruding nipples. This homunculus was definitely a failure in my book.
"Alright, wake up."
I tapped the side of the coffin, but she didn't stir.
"Huh? Were there more instructions?"
I checked the guide again and noticed several optional features.
Option 1: Single-use artificial intelligence (500 gold)
Option 2: Digestive capability (1,500 gold)
Option 3: Extended operation time (1,000 gold for the first three days, then 500 gold per day thereafter)
"They really went all out with the microtransactions!"
Option 1 provided temporary artificial intelligence, allowing the homunculus to move independently. Without it, the delivered product was...
"Just a hunk of meat?"
The one I ordered didn't include any of these options. It was essentially a lifeless body.
"I'm not into this kind of thing..."
I hesitantly touched the homunculus. Her skin was soft and warm, and her faint breathing was just barely audible.
Her body felt like it had been designed for physical intimacy, with smooth and supple curves. Despite the lack of volume in her chest, the sensation was pleasant enough to make me reconsider.
"Did they cut costs by making her smal ler to save on materials?"
Examining her body further, I noticed something peculiar.
"Wait... she only has one hole?"
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