Chapter 12
The very first page depicted a male and a female body. Her gaze was instinctively drawn more to the male body than the female one, which was somewhat familiar to her.
Starting from the next page, only the male body was depicted, but it was different from the previous one. For starters, it was much thicker and larger. And unlike the previous man who was just standing there boringly upright, this one was striking a variety of colorful poses.
A pose with hands on hips, arching back dramatically; a pose thrusting the thick chest forward; a frog-like squatting pose; a pose lying down with legs spread wide, presenting the face; a pose curled up like a slug; a kneeling pose with legs spread and hands clasped behind the head; a dog-like pose on all fours with the b******s thrust out…
She marveled at the directness of the poses that openly revealed intimate areas and the author’s incredible descriptive skill. The most intriguing part was that red lights were lit up all over his body. From his face, mouth, tongue, ears, upper body chest, areolae, n*****s, waist, navel, below the navel, armpits, elbows… Moreover, his chest and n*****s were practically on fire.
The absolute peak was the lower body. Each individual toe, the feet, the backs of the knees, the thighs, and their inner parts, the g******s—each specific part was glowing fiery red, and the b******s and the cleft between them shone with a red light so bright the original skin color was completely obscured. They were so red, like a raging fire, that the man in the book looked like he was in pain.
“Where you start, how you taste it first, doesn’t matter. N*****s, ears, chest, c**k……”
[Feet, thighs, b******s, the back hole, etc… The most delicious parts differ from man to man, just as people’s tastes differ. (Personally, I’m partial to men whose b******s are tasty. I’ll cover the b******s I’ve sampled in more detail in ‘Volume 13: B******s and the Area Between’.) You can enjoy tasting everything at once, or you can savor them slowly over a course, keeping them for a long time. But the most important thing is that something delicious is delicious whether you eat it first or last…]
[However! A word of advice: it’s best not to touch men who aren’t fully ripe.]
Pfft. She laughed as if she found it absurd. But her eyes were shining more brightly than ever before. Swish. The page turned.
[Menfolk can’t control themselves and just spill everywhere, so it’s best to thoroughly train them. Their c***s are (Ah, ‘c**k’ can be said to be the same as the ‘jaji’ mentioned before. I’ll guide you in more detail in ‘Volume 12: Stiff C***s’)… unpredictable, all over the place… They just have no discipline.
Anyway, keep a tight rein on their lower halves.]
Jeina found herself increasingly drawn into the book. At first, she leaned sideways against the stack, flipping through the pages casually. But later, she settled into a proper seat and began devouring the text… Before she knew it, she had sunk deep into a large, long cushion she had no memory of making, burying her head in the book as if being sucked into its world.
Before she realized it, the book had moved on to the 〈Handling and Taming〉 section.
[Pain and tickling provide intense stimulation to the peripheral nerves. Combining these two will evoke an even stronger sensation.]
“Hmm… I see.”
Compared to the beginning, the author’s credibility had risen considerably by now. She nodded her head as if she genuinely understood.
The book flowed in an even more interesting direction. She began reading each and every word out loud, clearly enunciating.
“Especially… they are absolutely obsessed with being treated like dogs.”
The world the author presented was truly astonishing.
“Ooh… Really? How extraordinary?”
She couldn’t hold back her admiration, her eyes sparkling brightly.
“What these beings need is……”
[Sometimes, what these beings need is not rote education, but insertion-based instruction.]
“Not rote education, but insertion-based instruction…”
Her eyes gleamed as she muttered the words.
Jeina learned many things about men. For instance, that there’s nothing more pleasing to the eye than a man e*********g in a naked, debased posture, or that men understand better when their b******s are soundly spanked…
Personally, she found the 〈Eating and Being Eaten〉 chapter quite fascinating and, above all, thrilling. Her favorite phrase by far was, ‘Keep the play long, and the f*****g strong.’ She magically underlined the phrase for emphasis, adding asterisks next to it. A desire sprouted within her, popping up here and there—a desire to both command a man to f**k her intensely and to try doing it herself.
[If you meticulously control your magical power, you can lead him to an even higher state of bliss.
Of course, you too will be swimming in a fantastic o****m. You can thank me then.
* Note! However, control is essential. If done incorrectly, he might genuinely go into heat…
(You’ll probably understand it clearly once you read my observation logs later.)]
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