Chapter 1396

<Chapter 1396> 1396. Model Garden

“Going straight to the point is for amateurs.”

I plunged my index finger deep into the warm, moist hole of the sex toy. The walls of the artificial vagina tightened around my finger.

I slowly moved my finger, caressing the vaginal walls.

This is a top-tier masturbation device. To be precise, the pleasure points inside this vagina replicate those of the real Marie Antoinette.

“G-spot… there it is. Oh, stimulating the G-spot makes it grip even tighter.”

I continued moving my finger, detecting subtle reactions from the vaginal walls in search of sensitive areas.

“The G-spot is definitely a weak point… and it seems to enjoy having the right wall rubbed.”

I also massaged the erect clitoris with my thumb. The response was positive, with the vaginal walls squeezing tightly.

“The clitoris is also a sensitive spot.”

I prodded the anus with my pinky. There was some reaction, but not enough to qualify as an erogenous zone.

“Given a week, I could probably develop the anus too… if this were a regular human woman. But this is just a sex toy. While lubricant can make penetration possible, developing new pleasure zones is impossible.”

Squish squish.

I added my middle finger alongside the index, eliciting a squelching sound from the sex toy. More lubricant secreted, and the vaginal walls began to contract sharply.

“A sex toy capable of experiencing orgasms… hah, this thing really is perfectly replicated. Incredible.”

I didn’t stop there, continuing to move my fingers while opening my mouth to gently bite the erect clitoris. The sex toy’s vagina responded more intensely.

Pfft! Pshewt, pshewt!

The sex toy expelled its lubricant. Of course, I kept going, continuing to finger the vagina.

“I need to find its limit. Every sex toy has different limits.”

After relentless finger action, I discovered the limits of the Marie Antoinette model. The discovery was simple – the vagina twitched before releasing transparent liquid from the urethra. This was as real as the lubricant.

“Even a sex toy can experience urinary incontinence… always amusing yet entertaining. Pushing further might actually break it.”

I checked the time.

11 minutes.

Compared to Poppy at 17 minutes and Hwang Jin-i at 21, this felt somewhat quick.

“Meh, not that it’s bad.”

I placed the Marie Antoinette sex toy on the desk and cleaned the soiled floor. After three minutes, I looked at the sex toy. It had returned to its pristine state as if nothing had happened.

Touching the vagina revealed it was dry. The previously soaked pubic hair was now clean.

I started fiddling with the sex toy’s vagina again. Lubricant began to flow from the vaginal opening, and this time I inserted my penis.

The warm vagina gripped my penis tightly. The amount of lubricant and the responses during sudden movements gave the feeling of having sex with a real woman.

“Good. Especially love how deep it is.”

One advantage of a sex toy is you don’t need to move your hips; simply moving your hand up and down suffices. I comfortably masturbated until the orgasm sensation built up, then ejaculated inside the sex toy twice before putting it back on my penis.

Holding the sex toy without moving still allowed the vaginal walls to contract, gripping my penis. This was one of the advantages of this realistic sex toy.

“Well, time for another random draw. Since the sex toy series came out today, the experience is quite enjoyable. Let’s spend another 200 points.”

By the way, dildos also existed.

“That Casanova dildo sounded like an awful thing.”

Just seeing it made me feel terrible, so I threw it in the trash without using it. I didn’t even want to imagine what effects it might have.

Even thinking about the past now makes me feel annoyed. I shook off the thoughts by shouting loudly.


“FORWARD!!!”

Fingers lightly tapped the smartphone screen.

A cacophony of junk commenced.

And just like that, a jackpot exploded through the chaos.

“A new ohnahole! Figures today would be the day something good happens!”

[King Arthur (15-year-old ver.)’s Vagina Ohnahole

Modeled after King Arthur’s real vagina. The smell, shape, body temperature, texture, anus, pubic hair feel, and even the taste of love juices are all perfectly replicated.

Includes an automatic cleaning function. Leave it alone for 3 minutes after use, and it’ll clean itself.

Price: 50 Points

*May break if handled too roughly. Treat with care as you would a real vagina.

*Cannot use both vaginal and anal openings simultaneously.]

“Huh…?”

I rubbed my eyes with both hands and re-read the ohnahole’s info.

“Arthur’s…vagina? But Arthur’s a dude, right? How can a guy have a vagina? Wait…is Arthur secretly transgender?!”

I snapped my fingers at the thought that hit me. It was simple.

“Of course—Arthur was originally a woman.”

That must be historical fact.

Anyone who thinks Arthur is male is an idiot and a moron.

“Also, I read online that Arthur might be Black…but this ohnahole shows Arthur as White.”

Clearly, the internet is full of morons who don’t know the truth about history.

While enjoying Marie Antoinette’s vagina, I examined Arthur’s. Being the 15-year-old version, it was on the smaller side. The pink labia were slightly clenched, and golden pubic hair barely sprouted over the mound.

“…This hair is way too short. Looks less than 1mm. Feels weird, like a sharpie tip embedded in there.”

It’d be better if the hair were longer or not there at all. This awkward middle ground was hard to tolerate. And knowing it wouldn’t grow naturally…

After some deliberation, I grabbed a razor and shaved it all off.

“Even though damaging the collection isn’t ideal…I can’t stand this halfway stuff.”

Putting Arthur’s ohnahole aside, I focused on Marie Antoinette’s since I was feeling the urge to cum.

Oh, it felt good. Let’s do it again.’

After cumming once more, I glanced back at Arthur’s ohnahole.

Exploring and enjoying Arthur’s ohnahole began. The tightness was quite satisfying. A hearty sensation akin to meat in a hotpot filled me.

“I’ve uncovered the truth of history today… If people found out Arthur was female, England would flip.”

The UK, possessing Excalibur, might try to deny reality.

‘But historical truths don’t disappear just because they’re denied.”

I informed a suitable community that Arthur was a White woman. Yet these bastards refused to believe the truth even when presented with it.

-What kind of nonsense is this?

-The OP is correct. Arthur is a woman, and the Earth is flat.

-You’re clueless. Arthur is a Black man.

-Wasn’t Arthur a Black woman?

-Ah, obviously Arthur is a woman. Guinevere and Arthur’s lesbian sex is famous—it’s written in historical records!

-Guys, did you know the legendary Japanese samurai Miyamoto Musashi was actually a woman?

-Shut up and go to sleep already.

“Idiots.”

After cursing the fools, I picked up Arthur’s ohnahole.

“Huh?”

About 5 minutes after shaving it smooth, hair had grown back on Arthur’s ohnahole.

‘Hair growth? For real? If this happens, I could shave all my other ohnaholes and enjoy them like this. Nice discovery.’

With Arthur’s ohnahole still on my dick, I initiated another random draw.

Was my luck gone? I got nothing but misses for 100 points in a row.

Though my points evaporated meaninglessly, I remained calm. Gaining two additional ohnaholes in my collection was enough satisfaction.

But then, at the last moment, another jackpot exploded.

[Model Garden

A model garden containing the world.

Randomly loads a portion of the playground world into the model garden.

Features various functions.

Become a god and nurture your world.

Price: 3,000,000 Points

*If the model garden breaks, so does the playground world.

*One-time use only.]

The model garden was a square box. The top was wide open, and it wasn’t very tall.

About 5cm high.

I fiddled with the box.

‘Size-wise, it’s like a capsule toy. Is this the power button?’

Pressing the round button that resembled a power switch.

The box emitted light.

[Would you like to start the Model Garden?]

[Yes/No]

I hesitated.

This thing costs a whopping 3 million points. Should I use it here?

“…It’s a one-time deal, so I should use it carefully…but isn’t the purpose of the model garden for my entertainment? Let’s do it.”

I pressed Yes.

[Loading a random playground world…]


[“A World Overrun by Zombies” has been selected.]

A world overrun by zombies.

I’d heard this name before, but the memory was hazy. I searched “world overrun by zombies” on the internet.

“Short film, huh? And this is the one where the protagonist commits suicide at the end, right?”

The protagonist of *A World Overrun by Zombies* was the sole survivor. After doing all sorts of things to get by, they eventually committed suicide. But what stood out in this short film wasn’t the suicide—it was everything leading up to it. The last surviving protagonist went completely insane, repeatedly engaging in bizarre behavior. There was even a scene where they had sex with a female zombie. *A World Overrun by Zombies* was a short film that showcased the madness of the lone human left in a destroyed world.

[Avatar creation has begun.]

[You can possess the avatar by spending 10,000 points.]

[You can interfere with the miniature garden by spending points.]

“Are you serious about spending those precious points? In gaming terms, this feels like some deep-end content, doesn’t it?”

I messed around with the miniature garden.

[You can make it rain in the miniature garden for 300 points.]

[You can give the avatar a bottle of water for 1 point.]

[You can give the avatar a pistol for 30 points.]

“So this is how it works.”

Pause and fast-forward were possible without spending points.

I stared at the miniature garden. The avatar in the miniature garden was me—me without any special abilities, me without access to the Leisure Life app, me alone in a world where humanity had perished.

The avatar shuffled out of the house in slippers. As soon as they stepped outside, zombies were wandering around. However, the zombies paid no attention to the avatar.

They moved sluggishly, completely ignoring its existence.

“Shit. Get out of my way.”

The avatar kicked a passing zombie in the ass out of irritation. The zombie fell to the ground and flailed around before getting back up and continuing its sluggish stroll, totally unaware of the avatar’s presence.

“Just like the movie protagonist. The immune movie protagonist never got attacked by zombies. That’s why they survived until the very end.”

“YOU DAMN ZOMBIE!!”

For some reason, the avatar flew into a rage, knocking the zombie down again and punching its head. The avatar’s fist got cut by the zombie’s teeth.

Under normal circumstances, this would’ve led to infection, but the avatar was immune.

“Huff… Huff… What a waste of energy… Fuck.”

After turning the zombie into a lump of meat, the avatar stood up and entered a supermarket through roads cluttered with abandoned cars.

“Why does ramen have such a short expiration date? Shit, this is ridiculous.”

The avatar cursed constantly, muttering under their breath. The reason was obvious.

“Canned bamboo shoots? What garbage is this?”

Kicking the canned bamboo shoots aside, the avatar took out a can of corn and ate it.

Afterward, they aimlessly wandered the streets. Whenever they saw a zombie they didn’t like, they beat it up. They broke into houses and stole jewelry. After playing with the stolen jewelry and growing bored, they used it to decorate passing zombies.

“Heh heh. You’re quite the treasure zombie now.”

Despite laughing, their expression clearly showed sheer boredom.

Back on the road again. When tired, they’d just find a bed somewhere and sleep; when bored, they’d go outside for a walk. They didn’t have a specific home.

“Oh wow. This chick isn’t bad. Good looks, big chest… nice ass too. Sure, she’s missing an arm and her brain’s showing from the back of her skull, but this is my type.”

They knocked the female zombie down, stripped her clothes off, and immediately assaulted her.

“She’s not bad, but… missing an arm and half a skull is too much. You’re out.”

Two days later, the avatar returned to their real hideout. Inside the room were five female zombies, each wearing sexy lingerie and wandering around. All of them were beautiful and in good condition.

“I’m back, beauties!”

With their erection ready, the avatar lunged at the zombies. It was a wild sex party, but the cold, stiff vaginas made the situation pitiful.

“Eh, nothing special here. Let’s fast forward.”

About 30 days passed.

The avatar jumped off a building rooftop and committed suicide.

[You have witnessed the ending of *A World Overrun by Zombies*.]

[You cannot select *A World Overrun by Zombies*.]

[The ending has been saved and can be revisited anytime.]

[As an ending bonus, you gain 23 points.]

[Special conditions have been met.]

[Ending achievement unlocked: “I Don’t Fall for the Zombie Virus”.]

[You obtain Complete Vaccine.]

The miniature garden turned to ashes and disappeared.