Chapter 75: Shower Filler Episode 1 (R-18)
"...Sit here," she said, pointing to the empty spot in front of her without looking any lower.
"What was the task?" Zerena asked, pointedly ignoring the fact that nearly half of Max’s penis was still peeking out from beneath his underwear where it rested awkwardly along his thigh. The slightly darker skin stood out enough that pretending not to notice required considerably more effort than she cared to admit.
"It was about licking your vagina..." Max answered.
He paused for a second.
Mostly because saying twenty minutes somehow sounded much worse out loud than it had inside his head.
"...For twenty minutes," he finished. "The reward was fifteen hundred Forbidden Points."
For a brief moment, he’d actually considered changing the number.
Maybe lowering it so she’d be less annoyed.
Or increasing it to make the whole thing sound even more worthwhile.
In the end, he decided against both.
Lying all the time was a terrible long-term strategy.
Besides...
The system was already producing enough unbelievable nonsense on its own.
It hardly needed his help.
He also wanted to ask about the orgasmsing twice And... the squirting.
But Zerena hadn’t mentioned any of it. The moment he’d gone into the bathroom, she’d quietly hidden every trace beneath a towel, making it painfully obvious she had no intention of revisiting that particular disaster.
Max wisely decided to keep his mouth shut.
"And then..." Zerena asked, her voice noticeably quieter than before, "weren’t you doing fine through the panties?"
Even asking the question made her cheeks warm again.
She could still feel the lingering tingling between her legs, her folds refusing to completely settle no matter how much she tried convincing herself everything had already ended.
"So... why did you do it directly?"
Max suddenly felt as though he’d been dragged back into college and asked to defend a research project in front of a panel of very disappointed professors.
He cleared his throat.
"The system warned me the task would fail..." he answered honestly.
That made Zerena raise an eyebrow.
"You mean the system specifically told you to lick my vagina directly," she asked slowly, "or the task would fail?"
Max shook his head.
Which only made her look even more confused.
"It... didn’t actually say that," he admitted.
A brief silence followed.
Zerena simply stared at him.
"So you just... decided that on your own?"
Max coughed into his fist.
"Well... the system kept warning that the task would fail if I didn’t complete the objective, and I was afraid I’d lose all the Forbidden Points I’d already earned..." he explained. "So I just... did the first thing that came to mind that seemed most likely to keep the task going."
Another pause.
Zerena continued staring at him.
"So your emergency solution," she said flatly, "was to skip the panties and go straight for my vagina."
Max scratched the side of his face.
Zerena resisted the urge to palm her face.
So, out of every possible solution his brain could’ve produced...
The only one it had landed on was using his tongue on her vagina.
She really wanted to call him an idiot.
Then again...
Looking back at everything that had happened over the past week, that answer somehow fit him a little too well.
Her eyes drifted toward Max.
He was staring down at the bed, looking unusually nervous, waiting for whatever judgment was about to fall on him.
Was he genuinely being honest?
...Or had he simply gotten better at looking innocent?
At this point, Zerena honestly wasn’t sure anymore.
After a long sigh, she decided to let it go.
"So..." she said, sounding noticeably more tired than before, "you can make three batches now?"
Max nodded immediately.
"Yeah. I only need a few more Forbidden Points for another one."
Despite everything that had happened, despite very much not being in the mood to earn even a single additional point today, Zerena still asked the obvious question.
"How many more?"
"About two hundred more."
Then he waited.
Very quietly.
Experience had taught him that whenever Zerena went silent like this...
There was usually another business decision being made.
"And what do we have to do now?" Zerena asked tiredly as she started walking toward the bathroom again.
’I have to take another bath... because of this bastard.’
The lingering stickiness along her inner thighs was enough to remind her exactly why.
"Use your panties one more time..." Max answered, sounding just a little too cheerful.
That alone almost made Zerena turn around just to curse at him.
She stopped herself.
Instead, her eyes drifted downward for a brief moment before settling on the his penis.
Somehow...
He was still hard.
The idiot had shown a level of persistence she wasn’t sure should even be medically possible.
A small flicker of reluctant sympathy surfaced despite herself.
Then she looked at the clock again.
It had already been more than three hours since she’d changed into this pair of panties.
Perfect timing.
With another weary sigh, she gave a small nod.
"Fine," she said. "We’ll do it in the bathroom."
Max followed after her with an unmistakably satisfied smile, grabbing his underwear from the floor along the way.
By the time he stepped into the bathroom, Zerena was already facing away from him.
Leaning forward slightly, she pulled her panties down and off before hanging them from one hand.
Even from where he stood, it was obvious they were still thoroughly soaked.
She sighed under her breath.
"...What a mess."
For one brief, completely unhelpful moment, Max found himself wishing the bathroom had a bathtub instead of a shower.
’That would’ve been a lot more convenient...’
Walking over, he watched Zerena hook the damp panties onto a hanger before turning on the shower. Water immediately began splashing down, the steady sound filling the small bathroom.
Without another word, she stepped beneath it, letting the cold water run over her as if trying to wash away not only the lingering dampness, but the entire sequence of increasingly ridiculous events that had somehow become her afternoon.