My Milf System-Chapter 144. Shall we begin the tests?

Waiting patiently at the back door of the guild again after hunting and separating with my friends, l held ten of my new projects in a bag when Clara finally showed up after her shift, along with the same group of female hunters I’d handed the dildos to yesterday.

This time, unlike before—where they threw me skeptical glances—they were actively avoiding eye contact, like they couldn’t bear to admit just how good my dildos had made them feel. But I could tell. Their SF levels were below 70 today. Meaning they probably went wild last night.

I smirked. "So... how were they, ladies?"

"Um..."

"Well..."

"You see..."

They fidgeted with their hands, looking everywhere but at me, none of them wanting to go first—until Clara stepped forward.

"I gotta say... they were fine, kiddo! You must be some kind of genius to create something like that. I honestly loved them."

I grinned. "That’s great to hear. And you ladies?"

I turned to the rest.

"What she said..." mumbled the one who had grabbed me by the collar yesterday.

"Honestly... I couldn’t climax last night. I got a little busy when l arrived home. And when I finally tried to use the penis, it turned into water after a few thrusts," one of them added.

"Yeah... durability’s too short!" Clara chimed in.

"Alright, so besides the durability... everything else was fine?" I asked.

Another girl cleared her throat and glanced down at the floor. "Well... if you could just amp the size up a bit. Like, just a little bigger, I think they’d be perfect."

I smiled. That was exactly what I needed to hear. I had a feeling five inches was too small for these hungry maniacs. That meant it was time to hunt for some bigger green slimes—maybe shoot for seven or more inches, vary the girths, play with the textures! But adding those details meant I had to level a little bit more in Slime Manipulation. Which also meant... these ladies were going to be my guinea pigs.

The more they used my products, the faster I’d level up.

I reached into my bag and handed out another batch of dildos, giving them one each.

"These ones should last about three hours. Though by now, they might be down to two. Still, I made sure they’re more satisfying than the last batch. Go wild, and bring me your feedback tomorrow."

They quickly tucked the dildos into their pockets, about to walk away when I added—

"And for the one who asked for a bigger one, I’ll try making some up-sized models when I’m less busy, alright?"

They nodded and dispersed, one by one—until only Clara was left.

Just as she was about to walk off too, I grabbed her hand.

"You’re mad I only gave you one today, aren’t you?"

She frowned. "No, I’m not!!"

I grinned. "I can see the frustration written all over your face!"

Her frown deepened. "You’re seeing things! Let go of my hand!!"

I let go with a sigh. "And here I thought... if you let me watch you use it, I’d consider giving you an extra one. You do know if I keep the penises in my item box, they don’t even liquefy, right? You know what that means?"

She looked to the side, quiet for a moment. "I suppose I could let you watch... just for twenty minutes. Before my boyfriend comes home!" freewёbnoνel.com

My brows shot up. "You have a boyfriend?"

"Just shut up and let’s go!" she snapped, leading the way while I followed behind, barely hiding my excitement.

We walked like strangers—her in front, me casually following behind—admiring her fine ass the whole way. Her place was on the north side of the kingdom—just a couple streets from Adrian’s. Decent size, about as big as my family home.

She fumbled with her keys at the door, hands trembling slightly. Probably worried someone had seen us. Being caught with me—a lower rank—would be a huge scandal for an A-rank like her.

Once inside, her house was clean, simple, not too flashy, but definitely cozy.

She tossed her purse on the coffee table, took a deep breath, then looked at me. "No one’s supposed to know about this, okay? Otherwise you’re the one getting executed. Not me. You know the rules."

I patted her shoulder. "Relax, I’m not an idiot. My lips are sealed."

"Whatever..." she grumbled, plopping onto the couch.

Then, slowly, I watched her fingers creep toward the hem of her reception uniform, hesitating... cheeks blushing, lips in a pout, looking to the side.

I took a seat across from her, crossed my legs, and watched.

Her thumb hooked her pink panties, sliding them down her thighs and kicking them off. Now, she was naked from the feet up to her flat stomach.

I gazed at her curves intensely, the top of her slit barely hidden under a veil of her soft, light-brown pubic curls.

She slowly spread her legs so I could see everything from the top of her vagina to her ass, and damn... her folds looked full, rounded and mature. The inner lips peeked shyly from her slit, glistening ever so slightly.

Then came those thighs—light, smooth skin, absolutely mesmerizing. Since she said my job was just to watch, I stayed in place like a good observer, wishing I could touch every inch of that perfect body.

"W-what... do you think?" she murmured, cheeks red, glancing sideways at me.

"Pretty amazing. You’re sexy."

She shivered like she just had goosebumps. "A gentleman doesn’t use such overly sexual words to compliment a woman. Idiot."

I chuckled. "I just call it like I see it. And to my eyes, you’re so fucking sexy."

She scoffed, then turned slowly to face me—like looking at me took all the courage she had. "Shall we... begin?"

I smiled. "Yeah... this is all for research purposes, after all."

She sighed, then reached into her purse and pulled out the dildo, gripping it by its fake balls—slightly jiggly, but still firm like a real stiff dick.

Laying back on the couch, she started rubbing her clit with it slowly, teasing and stimulating herself.

And me? I just sat back, legs crossed, eyes locked on her, not blinking once.

TBC