There is a place called the Ark.
It is a place that is simultaneously a location and a concept, existing within the realm of imagination and inference.
Throughout its long history, the Ark has been called by many names, but its form has always remained the same. It was considered a repository, a place where an unimaginable amount of data was stored.
“Another creative work has disappeared.”
The silver-haired woman said.
Before her, a book-shaped machine hummed and whirred. Its pages were densely covered with text in a jumble of various languages.
All the writings in that book were titles of creative works existing in the spacetime of 'Reality'. Their number reached hundreds of millions, and the book contained everything: lost works, forgotten ones no longer remembered by anyone, and even those not yet released to the world.
“It doesn't seem like a coincidence.”
The Manager of the Ark said.
In truth, it wasn't entirely unheard of for creative works listed in the book to disappear.
In rare cases, if the creator themselves denied that world and nullified everything, the work's record could be canceled entirely.
After all, there was no need to list an incomplete world that no one acknowledged.
However, even if it was possible, it had never occurred with such frequency until now.
Three works had vanished from the list in a short period.
As creative works diminish, the Ark also weakens.
The Ark holds all possibilities and draws its power from them.
It is the Ark that acts as a bridge between creative works and reality.
“Do you think someone is behind this?”
A woman with an eye patch asked.
She was a tomboyish beauty, wearing a black baseball cap, a thick jacket, and jeans.
“Probably. There are traces of someone accessing and hacking into the Ark. It seems they've stolen the stored creative works.”
The Manager of the Ark meticulously scanned the access logs, then spoke, having found a peculiar trace they hadn't noticed before.
“Then this is no ordinary matter.”
“If we follow the traces, I think we can find out where they went. Though whether that's the culprit remains to be seen.”
“Understood. I'll have the hero prepare.”
“Okay.”
***
I moved.
It's a three-room apartment located in Cheongna, Incheon. The area is 18 pyeong, and the monthly rent is 120.
Perhaps because it was a recently built home, it wasn't particularly large, but it was clean and had modern facilities, which I liked very much.
Though, considering the rent was about four times higher than my previous place, it certainly ought to be.
“So this is where my younger sibling will be living now.”
Ea looked around the house and said.
In reality, I was older than her, but since it wasn't a bad title to hear, I let her continue using it.
Come to think of it, the title 'Master-nim' felt a bit too stark.
After clearing [Traitor of the Academy], a total of five characters were saved to the app: four heroines I collected and the protagonist who had undergone a gender swap.
However, the maximum number of heroines I could summon simultaneously was limited to three, so I had to choose from them.
Therefore, I dismissed Anna and summoned Ea and Serika, who had recently been added to my collection. I decided to keep Seol-wol, considering her previous contributions and general usefulness.
And with this clear, a new feature was unlocked in the app: the ability to change the state of the collected items.
It became possible to freely switch between their pre-corruption appearance, post-corruption appearance, and, for pregnant heroines like Serika or Ea, even their full-term belly state.
I heard that even if set to a pregnant appearance, they wouldn't actually give birth. In other words, it was purely for cosmetic purposes.
For now, I summoned both of them in their pregnant, corrupted forms. This look was appealing and seemed like it would fetch a good price.
I planned to take photos with an 'exposed pregnant woman' concept and sell them online. While it might be a niche taste, the demand for it was certainly there.
“Where should I put this luggage?”
A heavily pregnant woman with long red hair entered, carrying a large wardrobe, and asked.
It was Serika.
“Put it in the master bedroom. The bed will go there too.”
“Understood.”
Serika waddled inside, still carrying the wardrobe.
I felt a strange sense of guilt, as if I was overworking a pregnant woman.
But then again, they weren't actually pregnant with real babies, and considering these three's physical abilities, it wasn't truly a difficult task for them.
Although these individuals were summoned in weakened versions, they were still formidable superhumans with physical abilities strong enough to smash rocks with their bare fists.
While the three diligently moved the luggage, I went out to the balcony to admire the view outside.
Perhaps because it was a new city planned from the outset to accommodate large-scale apartment complexes, the scenery was quite impressive. Although it was in the middle of a city entirely made of concrete buildings, parks were established in various places, the roads were clean, and the budding green street trees were also pleasant to look at.
“This is what real life feels like.”
My life until now had been very, very far from a path of success, but I felt certain that things would be different from now on.
The important thing was that this was just the beginning.
After the moving boxes were roughly sorted, I ordered pizza and beer from a nearby pizza place to unwind.
As I got moderately tipsy, desire welled up, and I took Ea, Serika, and Seol-wol in turn.
After ejaculating into each of their vaginas once, I received simultaneous cleanup fellatio service from all three.
I recently realized something: my stamina had greatly improved.
More precisely, it seemed to have been that way ever since I acquired the app.
Originally, even on my most vigorous days, I could only manage two or three masturbations a day, but now I could cum three times in a row and still maintain an erection.
“Should we go for an outdoor walk?”
After drenching the faces of the three beauties with semen, I muttered, a sudden thought striking me.
“Should we change?”
Serika wiped the semen from her face with her hand, put it in her mouth, licked it, and then asked.
“No. There’s no need to change.”
Going out like this seemed much more arousing.
Since we were going out anyway, I thought it would be good to have matching outfits, so I dismissed Seol-wol and summoned Erin instead.
“Yay~! I’ve finally been chosen!”
Erin exclaimed, beaming with excitement.
With her brown side ponytail, swollen breasts disproportionate to her small frame, and a full-term pregnant belly, she presented an incredibly arousing sight that fully stimulated adult desires.
More than anything, the lewd graffiti, tattoos, piercings, and the appropriately accompanying darkened nipples and vaginas—browned from excessive touching—intensified the sense of corruption.
The young-looking succubus, overflowing with decadent beauty, turned towards me, a sly smile playing on her lips, and wiggled her curled fingers back and forth, speaking seductively.
“Thank you for summoning me, Collector-nim. Which hole would you like me to service? Mouth-pussy? Front-pussy? Back-pussy? Or all of them?”
“Enough. We’re going for a walk, so put this on.”
I held out a leash and said. It was a crudely designed item, the kind one might put on a pet.
Erin looked down at the leash, then smiled suggestively, as if understanding its meaning.
“Is that kind of play? Understood~♥”
Erin obediently took the leash and put it on, then went to stand beside the other two females, getting down on all fours.
“Stay still. I’ll put it in.”
I inserted the cat costume I brought into Erin’s back hole.
After inserting the plug-type black tail, I put a cat ear headband on top.
Thus, three lewd pets in slingshot bikinis, dressed in fox, dog, and cat costumes respectively, were complete.
I led the way, pulling on their leashes, and took the three women outside.
We didn't encounter anyone until we took the elevator out of the apartment building. Not that it would matter if we did. In the unlikely event, I could just use the 'Power of Vampirism' to erase their memories.
I went to a park near the apartment.
It was 9 PM. It was the time when all the office workers who had finished work would have arrived home and were resting.
This place, where children's laughter had echoed ceaselessly until daytime, was now enveloped in silence.
I deliberately walked along the bright path under the streetlights.
Although they were now collected items who obeyed my every word, perhaps they still felt shame; the pace of those following on all fours noticeably slowed.
Seeing the sweat beading on their backs, they seemed nervous. Yet, the copious amounts of arousal fluid dripping from their vaginas and running down their thighs suggested they were also feeling aroused at the same time.
Perhaps this was both the terrifying and amazing aspect of the app.
These weren't dolls or machines. While they had been transformed into lewd, vulgar, and submissive personalities as collected items, they still retained some semblance of their original selves.
And it was precisely that aspect that allowed their humanity to be distinctly felt. In a way, it was as if real humans who had existed somewhere were brainwashed and brought here.
“Gasp!”
Just then, a man appearing from the opposite direction saw us and stopped in surprise.
Judging by his attire, he seemed to have just finished working late and was on his way home, taking this route.
“Hello. Are you heading home now?”
I deliberately approached him and struck up a conversation.
His gaze had been fixed on the three scantily clad women behind me, wearing dog collars. He belatedly flinched, turned to me, and nodded with a bewildered expression.
“Y-yes... But, uh, what is this...?”
“My lovers are quite kinky, you see. They enjoy outdoor exposure at this late hour.”
“Ah... I see...? Lovers, you say... all three of them...?”
“One isn’t quite enough for me. More importantly, may I ask you something?”
“Yes?”
“Out of these three, who do you find the most arousing?”
I pulled on their leashes, bringing the three forward, and asked.
Then, I subtly whispered, just loud enough for the three of them to hear.
“The one who gets chosen will get their pussy used all night when we get back, so try your best to appeal. But begging or speaking human words is forbidden.”
At that, all three wore tempted expressions.
Erin was the first to step forward, squatting down and waving her curled hands up and down like a cat batting its paws, saying:
“Meow~. Purrr~.”
Not to be outdone, Ea quickly stepped forward as well, rubbing her cheek against the passerby's shoe and whining.
“Whine, whimper...”
With the other two having already made their moves, Serika seemed to ponder what to do, then stepped forward and sat down facing away.
Then she boldly lifted one leg, revealing her juicy, lewd vagina, from which the semen she had received earlier, now diluted with arousal fluid, dripped steadily. She then pushed aside the bottom part of her slingshot bikini, which was buried in her labia.
I hadn't expected it, but sure enough, a bright yellow stream of urine soon gushed refreshingly from between the legs of the red-haired, heavily pregnant woman, who was now fully exposed.
Perhaps they hadn't thought of that. The two looked at Serika, who was marking her territory with her vagina and back hole wide open, with expressions of surprise, as if realizing, 'Ah, that method exists!'
Had her quick wit paid off? The man hesitated, then approached Serika and carefully pointed at her, saying:
“This lover here is... the most arousing.”
“Is that so? Then I suppose I’ll have to give her the most attention when we get back.”
Serika smiled victoriously, happily rocking her body up and down while squatting. As she did, the slingshot bikini came undone, sliding down and starkly revealing her erect nipples.
Serika was startled and quickly refastened her slingshot bikini. Beside her, Ea and Erin watched enviously, drooling from their vaginas.
“Thank you for your cooperation. We’ll be going back to our walk now.”
After saying that, I calmly walked past him, pulling the three lewd pets by their leashes.
“Ugh... That’s unfair. Collector-nim didn’t say we could show our vaginas.”
“Right, right.”
From behind, Ea and Erin chided Serika in small voices.
“But he didn’t say we couldn’t, either.”
Serika retorted nonchalantly.
I cleared my throat with a 'hmm' and interjected.
“Oddly enough, I’m hearing human words. Is it a hallucination?”
At that, the three flinched in surprise, turned towards me, and quickly smiled, whining playfully.
“Meow~.”
“Whine~.”
“Pant, pant~.”
They really were cute. I smiled inwardly and continued along the path.
Meanwhile.
Thump-thump. Footsteps sounded nearby.
They were approaching.
Where I looked, wondering if it was another passerby, stood...
An unidentified figure, clad in full plate armor and a helmet with a silvery-white sheen.