Breathing Life into Real Dolls

I paused for a moment in disbelief before saying.

“Status Window.”

Then, indeed, a translucent window appeared in front of me.

[Status Window]

Name: Kim Doha

Age: 28

Height: 178cm

Weight: 67kg

Strength: F+

Durability: F

Stamina: F-

Magic: F+

Overall Ability Rating: F

Traits: None

Special Ability: [The Power to Turn a Real Doll into a Human: C]

※ Ability ratings are given assuming an average adult male as F.

At first glance, seeing the abilities all graded as F gave me a feeling of despair, but the average adult male was also rated F.

In that case, it made sense.

The special ability part of the status window protruded slightly as if it was touchable. So, I touched it immediately.

Ding-!

[The Power to Turn a Real Doll into a Human]

Ability Rating: C

You can turn a Real Doll into a living person by 'wishing earnestly'.

The Real Doll that becomes a person sees the ability user as its creator and master who granted it life and will obey perfectly.

It possesses very basic common sense necessary for living, including language ability, but additional knowledge must be taught.

Subsequent regular use of the ability can improve the ability stats of the Real Doll that has become a person.

Current method of 'wishing earnestly': Ejaculation during sex

Subject under ability: [Serena]

※ Ability ratings are given assuming the average grade when the ability first manifested as F.

“This is crazy…”

What I heard earlier wasn’t a hallucination.

I really did gain an ability.

And it was a ‘Power to Turn a Real Doll into a Human’…

The system voice had said this earlier.

[You have awakened an ability in response to your earnest wish.]

It meant that the condition for the manifestation of the ability was an ‘earnest wish’.

Then, there must be many’ ability users’ who had awakened special abilities apart from me.

There would be more than one or two people wishing for the power to fight zombies in a dire situation.

I quickly searched the internet for news. The internet hadn’t been cut off yet.

As expected, there was already an article posted a few minutes ago.

[Breaking news, numerous ability users awakening special abilities worldwide accompanied by an unidentified voice.]

…Numerous people worldwide have testified that they obtained special abilities accompanied by an unidentified voice.

Those who have awakened their abilities are expected to become a new card to stand against the zombie virus outbreak, demonstrating powers beyond ordinary people…

After closing the news article, I immediately checked the community, and there were countless testimonies of people who said they had awakened abilities.

As it was anonymous, people shared their abilities and grades honestly. With the gathered information, it was possible to roughly confirm how these abilities were given.

Their abilities were broadly classified into three categories.

The ‘Attack Type’ that could eliminate zombies.

The ‘Defense Type’ that could protect themselves and those around them from zombie attacks.

The ‘Special Type’ which included abilities like healing wounds or flying, which were not directly related to attack or defense.

The abilities that were awakened in a desperate situation where zombies threatened lives at close quarters mostly belonged to these three categories.

And I, without a doubt, was of the special type.

There would probably be no one as special as me among the special types.

“Shit… Haha.”

It was so absurd that I had to laugh.

The power to turn a Real Doll into a human?

The reality had changed into a zombie apocalypse, and numerous ability users capable of summoning status windows had emerged. Yet, my ability was to turn a Real Doll into a human.

Was there such a thing? Could I navigate through the zombie situation with this ability?

It might be a sin since I had been leisurely having sex with a Real Doll while everyone else’s lives were in danger.

The only consolation was that the average ability grade of the ability users was F.

My ability’s first grade was C. In the community, no one, excluding those making provocative posts, claimed to have received a C grade.

Maybe because it was a life-giving ability?

I kept pondering this while my eyes continued to scan the community.

In a rapidly changing situation, information was directly linked to survival chances. Since I didn’t know when the internet might get cut off, I needed to acquire as much information as possible through the community.

I hastily scanned the constantly updated popular posts when I heard a voice next to me.

It was a beautiful voice, the perfect type I would have heard in a dream.

“Master.”

I had forgotten. Serena. The Real Doll that I made into a human through sex.

Or was it that I was unconsciously trying to ignore her?

When she was a doll, I could manipulate her joints as I pleased, but I didn’t know how to treat her now.

When I turned my head stiffly, Serena, still with her faintly expressive face, was staring at me.

In her green eyes staring straight at me, there was a trace of worry.

“Are you alright? You look pale. And you keep breaking into a cold sweat.”

“Ah…”

Serena was worried about me.

A life form that I created. A living person. But…

The ability description I read earlier came to mind.

‘Real Dolls that have become humans will regard the ability user who gave them life as their creator and master, and they will obey them perfectly.’

Serena would obey me perfectly.

After remembering that fact, I felt at ease.

I took another look at Serena.

Each strand of her thin yet abundant platinum hair was tousled in every direction due to the hours of intense sex.

Below the disheveled fringe were thin eyebrows, platinum eyelashes that spread out like butterfly wings, and green eyes looking up at me.

Her perfectly harmonious features still exhibited an emotionally pale, inorganic beauty, but unlike when she was a doll, there was a clear sense of vitality.

This woman was alive.

Underneath, a suggestive body, starkly showing the aftermath of sex, was visible in the open because she was not wearing any clothes.

Her massive G-cup breasts, slightly reddened due to my vigorous sucking and kneading, and her eye-catching pink nipples.

Although previously I could sense the limitations of a silicone doll despite its overwhelming perfection, now it was the skin of a perfect human.

Her white skin glistened subtly due to the sweat trickling from her pores.

Her plump vagina lips were tightly closed once more in a straight line, despite having been pounded for several hours.

The semen and love gel I had discharged in her countless times was stickily foaming and trickling between her thighs.

“……Master?”

Perfect.

The most aesthetically perfect ideal woman I had imagined and customized was alive and breathing right in front of me.

As I watched Serena tilt her head, my penis, which had drooped after hours of abuse, began to throb immediately.

I opened my mouth as if I was captivated.

“Serena.”

“Yes, Master.”

“Shall we have sex?”

The corner of Serena’s mouth rose slightly.

A gentle smile, like an angel descending to the earth.

It was the first time I had seen such an expression on Serena.

“I would love to!”

I had never kissed Serena when she was a doll.

I didn’t want to bother sticking my tongue into a silicone mouth that didn’t even have joints just to satisfy my sexual desire.

However, seeing Serena alive and moving, my first thought was an intense desire to ‘kiss her’.

I grabbed Serena by the back of her neck, pulled her towards me, and our lips met.

Despite our faces drawing closer, Serena didn’t close her eyes.

She stared into my eyes, her round pupils seemingly determined not to miss a moment.

We started off lightly with a butterfly kiss, rubbing our lips together.

The soft touch of a living body met my lips, and Serena’s warm breath exhaled through her nose tickled my Adam’s apple.

“Hmm…….”

Serena gently lifted the corners of her mouth as if she was pleased, wrapped her arms around my neck, and actively rubbed her lips against mine.

I inserted my tongue between her lips.

Upon doing so, Serena’s pupils contracted slightly in surprise, then her shy tongue cautiously came to meet mine.

I savored every corner of Serena’s tongue.

Our tongues explored each other as if snakes were mating.

Her saliva, which sprung from the soft flesh of her tongue, tasted slightly lemony.

“Umm…….”

Serena hugged my neck tighter and put her tongue into my mouth.

I could feel the sensation of her full breasts and the stiff tips of her nipple being crushed against my chest.

I rubbed my aroused penis against her belly while continuing the kiss.

Having sufficiently explored her tongue, it was time to explore other areas of her mouth.

I slowly licked the roof of her mouth, and went under her responding tongue to caress her frenulum.

I counted how many teeth she had lined up, one by one, with my tongue.

“Hmm…… Huh.”

Serena whimpered as if she were crying.

Even while continuing to move her tongue and fervently rubbing her breasts, it seemed like she was intensely excited, yearning for the next step.

When our lips parted, a long string of saliva broke off from our tongues’ tips and fell. It trailed down onto her breasts.

“Ah……”

With her tongue out and expression frozen blankly, Serena looked as if her favorite toy had been forcibly taken away.

I bowed my head to gaze at her pink nipples.

They were perfect even upon a second glance.

I firmly grabbed her breasts with both hands and slowly caressed the edges of her nipples, the areolas, with my thumb.

“Ah, ah, ah……!”

Serena clung tightly to my forearm, letting out short gasps.

I used my fingers to grab her nipples and twisted them forcefully.

“Hahuk…… Master—!”

There was no room for doubt in her desperate call to me; it was filled with evident arousal.

I buried my face in her left breast, took a mouthful of her nipple, and sucked on it with intensity.

“Haahhhhh!”

It tasted good. It wasn’t the artificial flavor of silicone.

The softness of a real person’s skin, the refreshing lemon scent that came from Serena’s sweat, the warm heat.

It’s hard to believe that this was the Real Doll to which I had given life.

I licked Serena’s breasts here and there, just like a sculptor carefully inspecting every corner of his masterpiece.

Serena held my head tightly and continued to gasp intermittently.

After meticulously licking her nipples, areolas, upper breast, side breast, sweat-filled lower breast, and down to her neatly indented belly button, I caught sight of the valley beneath.

Serena’s vagina.

The semen and frothy love gel I had released earlier had all dripped away, but instead, a new liquid was gushing forth.

This transparent, sticky liquid that was endlessly flowing… It was her love juice.

Incredibly excited beyond belief, Serena released love juice from her vagina like a faucet had been left on.

I looked at Serena’s face again.

Her inorganic expression was nowhere to be seen, and her dazed eyes gazed at my face as if they couldn’t endure any longer.

Serena was speaking with nonverbal cues. She wanted me.

I, the coward, wanted to confirm it. And if I wanted to confirm it, I just had to.

Because Serena would obey me.

“Serena.”

“Hng… Yes, Master.”

“What would you like me to do for you?”

At my question, a worried look clouded Serena’s face.

She was fearing something.

Soon, her trembling lips opened slightly as if hesitating.

“I want to receive and confirm your love, Master. I want to have sex with you, just like when I first woke up.”

“Ah……”

“……Is that too much to ask?”

I stared blankly at Serena’s face as she worriedly asked me this.

Serena was saying she wanted to have sex with me.

And yet, she was afraid. Afraid of being rejected by me.

She was scared to reveal her honest desires to the creator who she had complete obedience.

It was so adorable that I couldn’t stand it.

I responded immediately.

“No way. You’re so adorable, Serena, that even if you received all the love in the world, it wouldn’t be enough.”

At my response, Serena shyly smiled and replied.

“All I need is your love, Master.”

……How did she only choose the most adorable words to say?

“Serena. If you ever want to have sex, just say it. It’s okay not to hold back.”

Upon hearing my words, Serena’s eyes widened, and she smiled brightly as if she had received the most precious gift in the world.

“Thank you, Master. I want to have sex now!”

“Alright.”

I reached my hand towards Serena’s vagina.