Chapter 8: The Succubus’s Womb

One week later, Luo Qiaorou stared at the cardboard box in her hands. Despite the erased sender’s address, unfamiliar recipient name, and delivery location not being her home, she’d retrieved it as instructed.

A week of cervical dilation had softened her rigid cervical ring into pliant mochi-like texture. The initial soreness from forced expansion had transformed into a peculiar comforting fullness.

Though she sensed readiness, hesitation gripped her when facing the ordinary vibrator meant for her sacred womb. Her thoughts kept returning to that silver teardrop-shaped device – The Succubus’s Womb. Undeniably, she felt desire… for a vibrator.

Luo never imagined her first romantic longing would be for a sex toy rather than beautiful clothes or glittering diamonds. She felt like an irredeemable pervert.

The device’s exorbitant price troubled her conscience about simply taking it. While she could technically afford the ten thousand yuan, purchasing required foreign accounts – the website listed prices without any checkout options.

When she finally consulted Mr. A, the reply was curt: “Just take it from the parcel locker.” The unreciprocated generosity unsettled her. Attempts to transfer money via WeChat went ignored. Instead, after confirming Luo’s intentions, Mr. A bombarded her with warnings about uterine infections, pelvic inflammation, and endometrial fluid complications.

Although Luo Qiaorou had researched and knew these things herself, the other party was clearly professional, providing detailed and comprehensive explanations. After this crash course of scientific knowledge, Luo even felt a lingering fear about her previous reckless behaviors. However, Mr. A’s lecture wasn’t meant to dissuade her from inserting objects into her uterus, but rather to persuade her to replace those objects with the “gift” he had prepared – thoughtful yet slightly perverted all the same.

The Succubus’s Womb, this was the name of this unique vibrator. Under Mr. A’s guidance, Luo learned that the silver plating on its surface had remarkable sterilization effects, being biocompatible and safe for long-term wear. Essentially, this so-called vibrator originated as medical equipment for treating infected uterine environments, later modified with various enhanced features to become a high-end customized sensual device.

After enduring Mr. A’s mixture of coaxing and intimidation for a week, Luo Qiaorou finally went to Clearwater Lake Park to retrieve the package.

The cardboard box was sizable, clearly containing more than just a vibrator. However, Luo paid no attention to other incomprehensible items, directly retrieving her target – The Succubus’s Womb.

The packaging displayed exquisite craftsmanship. A silvery-white paper box contained antibacterial cloth covering vacuum-sealed silver vibrators, accompanied by medical latex gloves and two blister packs of misoprostol.

Misoprostol, a multi-purpose prescription medication, served one crucial function for Luo – cervical ripening. Primarily used in medical abortions due to this property, it fell under strict national control. Luo had procured some through underground forums with great difficulty, surprised to find it included in the package.

This made sense given the vibrator’s egg-sized dimensions. No non-pregnant cervix could naturally accommodate such bulk, making misoprostol inclusion logical.

Misoprostol’s cervical-softening effect required vaginal administration.

Though sounding like pornographic fiction, vaginal administration proved more effective than oral intake. To medicate, Luo had to spread her vaginal walls with a speculum, the cervical dilation balloon still lodged at her cervix. Maintaining this dilation for a week – her own decision – felt increasingly twisted during implementation.

Expertly draining the balloon, Luo experienced the signature soft, electric pleasure that made her womb tremble whenever the device withdrew. Even she couldn’t help squeezing her thighs. The week-long dilation left her cervix soft and pliable, initial swelling from discomfort replaced by renewed pink tenderness. But permanent changes emerged – though the rosy orifice retained youthful appearance, it now stretched into flat vertical slit, resembling a greedy little mouth. Innocent pink juxtaposed with mature shape bore irreversible marks of self-violation, creating indescribably lewd contrasts.

Using forceps, Luo carefully placed the tablet in her posterior vaginal fornix – where cervix kisses vaginal walls at rest. Removing the speculum allowed natural closure. The softened cervix nearly embraced the tablet, triggering reflexive contractions as Luo acutely sensed her sensitive womb clutching this small, firm intruder.

“Ah~ When did there become… So sensitive…” The sudden stimulation drew involuntary gasps and tremors. Protected by sterile cotton for days, her cervical transformation during dilation inexplicably heightened sensitivity.

While anticipating future gratification from these changes, Luo knew immediate benefits wouldn’t come from medication. Bracing for misoprostol’s nausea-inducing side effects, she hurried to the bathroom, stationing herself by the sink – she had no intention of vomiting in her own bedroom.

The side effects of this medication vary from person to person, ranging from severe to mild reactions, with some experiencing abdominal pain. Though Luo Qiaorou didn’t develop abdominal pain, the nausea seemed unavoidable. Fortunately, the symptoms weren’t severe – at least she didn’t actually vomit – but the persistent queasiness lasting over ten minutes still left her feeling uncomfortable.

After about half an hour, all discomfort completely vanished. Taking two steps, she sensed no foreign object remaining deep inside her body. Luo Qiaorou knew the medication had finally been fully absorbed by her tiny uterus.

“Ugh, this is awful. If inserting eggs into my uterus feels this terrible every time, maybe I should just leave them in permanently once they’re inserted.” Lingering nausea lingering in her chest prompted this self-deprecating thought.

Of course, this modest request of hers would be easily fulfilled. She would soon discover many people actually wished her to do exactly that.

Returning to her specially designated pink corner for “mischief”, Luo Qiaorou prepared the unwrapped silver egg beside her. She reopened her body using the duckbill speculum.

This time her cervical os appeared even softer than before. Trying inserting the two thinnest cervical dilator rods, she spread them apart. An odd pleasure from deep within accompanied the expansion. Luo Qiaorou realized this actually allowed her to peek inside her own uterine cavity. Though the medication caused discomfort, its effectiveness proved remarkable.

The interior of her healthy uterus appeared tender and smooth, glowing with a rosy crimson. Its rhythmic contractions with each breath seemed to pulse… as if yearning to receive something.

“So this… Is my uterus?”

“Now I need… To place something inside…”

Her heartbeat quickened involuntarily, a flush rising to her cheeks.

Removing the dilator rods still glistening with fluids from her depths, Luo Qiaorou donned medical gloves and picked up the silver egg. Its weight felt substantial. Following instructions, she inserted the larger end first into herself. Carefully adjusting the egg’s position against her cervical opening, she used oval forceps to slowly push it inward. However, even with the medication-softened cervix, the egg’s diameter proved challenging. The familiar soreness from weeks of dilation treatments resurfaced.

Luo Qiaorou could clearly see on the screen her cervix being gradually stretched by the vibrating egg into a large, perfectly round circle, desperately engulfing this silver sex toy. Each tiny movement transformed into tingling, swollen pleasure that distinctly accumulated within her soft, petite uterus.

【It’s like giving birth, really. Except childbirth is supposed to be about pushing outward, while I…】

Luo Qiaorou knew she was doing something wrong.

The private, cherished, and pristine-virginal sanctuary of her little treasure was to be violated by licentious, obscene sex toys born solely for carnal desires.

【Should I really proceed with this?】 Luo Qiaorou, fully conscious of her actions, couldn’t suppress this hesitation surfacing in her heart – when all was said and done, she remained but a mere thirteen-year-old girl.

However, the hesitation at this moment was utterly meaningless – the egg-shaped vibrator pushed past the cervix had already breached its widest diameter. The toy that required forceful insertion just a moment ago now seemed to come alive, sliding slickly into her uterus in the next second and slamming viciously into her tender uterine cavity. The instant fullness of deep penetration easily shattered that suspended indecision. As her inexperienced womb made first contact with such stimulation, Luo Qiaorou felt the slowly accumulated pleasure ignite into an explosive climax deep within her core.

[The vibrator… it’s really inside! My womb actually has a vibrator inserted!]

All Luo Qiaorou’s previous fantasies were instantly satisfied. Overwhelming fulfillment inevitably pushed her towards orgasm. Her delicate feet suspended mid-air trembled uncontrollably, while the pitifully spread labia (still held open by the speculum) released a gush of clear feminine fluid. Her beautiful eyes glazed over with pleasure-induced confusion, pupils dilated with aimless carnal affection. Though her mouth hung open, lifelong habits of suppressing pleasure allowed only faint, endearing whimpers to escape.

The uncontrollable climax lasted a full three minutes before subsiding, yet even then, it was merely a subsiding. Luo Qiaorou could still feel the pleasurable sensations slowly coursing through her body, the prolonged afterglow leaving her uncertain of how much longer it would persist.

“So intense… It’s still inside, is this a uterine orgasm…” The feeling of being completely filled by the vibrator seemed to prolong the afterglow, leaving Luo Qiaorou’s legs weak and trembling. The pleasure from having her womb penetrated for the first time surprised her, especially considering she hadn’t even turned on the vibrator yet. Perhaps just like how she gradually adapted to living with a vibrator in her vagina, she still had a long way to go before getting used to having one in her uterus.

The previous orgasm had left a shallow pool of love juice in her vagina, but none had flowed back into the uterus. The young girl’s healthy body recovered quickly – the previously stretched cervical opening had closed up again. Now slightly swollen from being filled with the egg-shaped vibrator, it gently gripped the retrieval string like a greedy little creature sneaking treats.

Though designed for a succubus’s special uterine structure, the vibrator maintained traditional features including a retrieval string at the end. Considering the insertion depth, the string was made extra long. After removing the speculum, Luo Qiaorou noticed the string still extended outside her vagina even when fully inserted. While understanding this practical design, she still blushed fiercely knowing this ordinary string connected directly to her innermost sanctum.

Despite having climaxed once already, Luo Qiaorou had no intention of stopping. Having finally realized her long-held fantasy, she was determined to thoroughly play with her poor, adorable little uterus.

The premium price tag ensured even accessories were exquisite – the remote control resembled an elegant clarinet-shaped keychain. Its meticulously crafted buttons would impress anyone with their sophistication, completely disguising their true purpose of activating a vibrator inside a young girl’s uterus.

Luo Qiaorou decided to start with the lowest vibration setting. As she pressed the button, comforting tremors radiated from her deepest core.

“Amazing… It’s resonating inside my womb…”

The gentle vibrations rekindled the fading afterglow, making her shiver with pleasure blooming in her abdomen. She resolved to keep her “silver baby” active for now.

Basking in satisfaction, Luo Qiaorou examined other accessories. A control tablet revealed the clarinet remote was just basic – this device offered more settings, though initially in English. After some effort, she found the language options and switched to Chinese.

Scanning through, she found numerous vibration patterns beyond simple timers and random modes – features like voice control and… internet remote access?

“Huh… So many options. But I only play alone anyway.” She recognized these as common couple’s toys. Though sexually adventurous beyond her years, the virgin girl had no interest in letting others play with her private parts.

There was also a collar-like device matching the tablet, which she ignored.

The last essential item was the charger. Designed for wireless charging through a succubus womb, its corset-like shape accommodated internal placement.

When worn, it functioned as actual shapewear. Tightening it amplified the uterine vibrations. The right side had a charging port – plugging in would wirelessly charge the vibrator through her womb area.

While appreciating the design, Luo Qiaorou blushed at the charging indicator: a glowing uterine silhouette with white light filling the cavity as it charged.

“This is… those lewd patterns I’ve heard about.” Her experience recognized the erotic design. “No wonder it’s called Succubus Womb – wearing this really makes me feel like a demoness.”