The circlet-shaped artifact was nowhere to be seen, as if it had been absorbed into his dick.
An artifact that the Goddess Selune couldn't figure out how to use…
'Don't tell me the reason she couldn't get it to work was because she doesn't have a dick?' Hiro thought.
It would be quite hilarious if that was the case.
'How am I supposed to use it?' Hiro wondered.
"Hello? Artifact? Give me a sign if you're there!" he called out, half-jokingly.
Nothing happened. There was no response.
He took a closer look at his dick.
'It looks to be the same size as before…'
Hiro's cock measured 6 inches when flaccid but grew to an impressive 9 inches when fully erect.
'The girth doesn't seem to have changed either.'
Its width was what made it truly impressive. Every woman he'd ever slept with couldn't stop moaning about how it pressed against all their sensitive spots with every thrust.
"There's only one thing left to try for now," Hiro muttered to himself.
Unfortunately for him, there were no women for him to fuck to further test the changes. Given the circumstances, Hiro decided to masturbate to see if anything had changed about his cum.
Although Hiro wasn't a fan of masturbating, the alternatives—humping a hole in the earth, a tree, or something worse—seemed far less appealing.
Without hesitation, Hiro used the Shop on the stone tablet to purchase a fine handkerchief. The fabric felt luxuriously smooth to the touch, and Hiro's fingers glided effortlessly over it as he tested its texture.
He was satisfied with the quality.
It promised minimal friction as it glided against his cock, which was still semi-hard from lingering fantasies of Selune.
Wrapping the handkerchief over his palm, he began stroking his dick, his thoughts still consumed by the Goddess.
Hiro let himself sink deeper into his vivid imagination…
He envisioned himself and Selune entwined on a luxurious, comfortable bed. Selune's legs rested on Hiro's shoulders, her position both vulnerable and inviting.
Her body lay completely bare, her flawless skin glowing in the soft light.
Her upper body was propped up by a stack of pillows, allowing her to see everything unfolding around her. Her lustrous purple hair spread out on the bedsheet.
Several indistinct women surrounded the bed, their blurred faces reminiscent of the female voices Hiro had heard when he first met the Goddess.
Hiro kept thrusting rhythmically into the Goddess' pussy, his movements eliciting low moans and grunts that echoed throughout the room.
Some time later, clarity returned to Selune's violet eyes as she seemed to realize the presence of others in the room.
"No… Don't take me in front of the others," she protested weakly, her voice trembling.
Hiro ignored her plea, his pace quickening as he drove deeper into her.
"Aangh.." A divine moan sounded out of her juicy lips.
She turned to the others. "Don't… Don't look at me like that. I'm not enjoying this… Aangh… I'm only doing this because he asked me to…"
She tried to plead with the other women who silently observed, their eyes with filled with judgement and something else.
Her words lacked conviction, breaking with each of Hiro's thrusts. Her voice pitched higher every time his cock brushed against the entrance to her womb. Her body jolted with pleasure and her otherwise milky white face was flushed with pleasure and embarrassment.
Hiro increased his pace even further, mirroring the increase in his hand's speed in the real world.
The room was filled with sinful sounds—the rhythmic clash of their hips and the wet squelches of the Goddess' velvety walls gripping Hiro's shaft tightly.
He groaned. Climax was approaching.
But then… he slowed down and said, "You don't want your friends to watch? I can stop now if that's what you want," Hiro teased, slowing his pace.
By this point, Selune's face had already lost all its dignity. Her voice had already lost of all of its authority.
"No!" She screamed. "Please don't stop. Don't slow down either."
"Then tell me you want it," he demanded.
"I want it. I want to feel your thick warm cum coating my insides as it fills my womb," she said in a raspy voice interrupted by her own moans.
Only after hearing her desperate plea did Hiro quicken his pace.
Thud! Thud!
The sounds of their bodies colliding grew louder, a symphony of raw, carnal passion.
"Arghhh…" Hiro felt the familiar buildup, signaling he was about to cum in real life. His hand pumped swiftly along his cock in a relentless motion. The handkerchief was undeniably high-quality, though it could never compare to the warmth of a real pussy, let alone a divine one. But Hiro's vivid imagination compensated for it.
With his free hand, he grabbed Selune's letter and brought it close to his face, inhaling the intoxicating, lingering scent. The fragrance was deeply feminine and utterly intoxicating.
In his fantasy, he pushed Selune's feet off his shoulders and leaned down toward her neck. He breathed in the alluring scent of her body and hair before sinking his teeth into her neck, leaving a possessive love bite.
Selune moaned, her heavenly voice a perfect blend of pleasure and pain.
That sound alone was enough to send Hiro over the edge.
He released a thick torrent of cum, completely soaking the handkerchief in his grasp. Even after pulling his hand away, several powerful bursts of cum sprayed across the soil of his realm, sinking into the Earth.
"Covering my land in my own cum—I'll consider it an inauguration ceremony," Hiro joked, his breathing heavy and uneven.
"My, my. If little Selune were to find out she was desecrated like this, I imagine she'd be quite upset." The sexiest female voice Hiro had ever heard echoed inside his head.
The voice continued, "Although I must admit, knowing she has such a fine admirer as yourself does make me a bit jealous."
Hiro glanced around in confusion, trying to pinpoint the source of the voice.
"I really need to find a real woman to fuck. Hearing sexy voices in my head? Must be withdrawal from not having sex for a few days."
Hiro had completely forgotten about the artifact—his vivid fantasies with Selune had thoroughly scrambled his focus.
"…I'm not just a voice in your head. I am the artifact spirit of the Diadem of Carnal Sin."
Seems like he had somehow gotten the artifact to work.
"The Diadem of Carnal Sin… you mean the circlet-shaped artifact that looked like it was about to chop my dick off?"
"Yes, the very same. I am its artifact spirit."
Hiro's face twisted in deep contemplation for a moment.
"Alright… let me ask you some important questions," he finally said.
"Sweetie, even without you asking, I'll explain all the artifact's functions to you."
"The artifact's functions are secondary… maybe tertiary. I have more pressing questions to ask."
"…" The artifact spirit was momentarily speechless at Hiro's blatant disinterest in what was undoubtedly one of the world's most powerful artifacts. "Okay, ask," she relented.
"First, what's your name?"
"Hooh, aren't you a polite one! My name is Carnalia. It's a pleasure to meet you, Hiro."
Had she already forgotten Hiro's act of masturbating with the Goddess' letter in hand? His next question was sure to remind her.
"Nice to meet you too, Carnalia. Now, my next question: Are you as sexy as your voice?"
"…" Carnalia felt she finally understood where Hiro was heading with his questions. But she didn't mind one bit. In fact, the enthusiasm in her voice seemed to have grown.
"I'm glad that you asked. I'm every bit as sexy as my voice. Even the Goddess you were masturbating to pales in comparison to me," she said, her voice tinged with pride.
"And you're inside me right now?"
"Yes…" Wasn't that obvious?
"Carnalia, if you're really as sexy as you claim, then it should be me inside you, not the other way around," Hiro said, a smug grin plastered across his face.
The entire conversation had been a setup for his ridiculous joke. However, it was Carnalia's unexpected response that caught him off guard.
"You want to be inside me, huh? I want that too, actually. I'd looooove~ to trap your fat cock in my pussy and ride you like there's no tomorrow."
The way she uttered the word 'love' made Hiro's dick harden slightly. How could anyone possibly sound so sexy?
She continued, "Unfortunately, that's quite difficult to achieve. Fucking me would be even harder than fucking Selune. And you're far too weak to even consider either of those things right now."
With that, any lingering thoughts of killing himself vanished entirely from Hiro's mind. He felt challenged.
"And this artifact – the Diadem of Carnal Sin is going to somehow help me fix that weakness, I assume?"
"It has the potential to do that. But mainly, it depends on you. It isn't possible for me to converse with you all day, so let's begin the explanation. First, open your Status screen."
Finally, Hiro learned that everyone in this world had a Status screen.
While Hiro was engrossed in discovering his abilities, a fair distance away, three figures appeared out of nowhere—a father, a mother, and their daughter.
The World had sent Hiro his first set of refugees—his first citizens.