Father Enhancement Center No.6 Golden Monk

One morning, I saw the figure of a white dragon in the dawn sky.

I immediately contacted the god man of the white dragon, but he told me that he had collapsed from overwork and was in the hospital.

It was the morning of three days after the Dragon Day.

Tomorrow morning, we descended Mt. Myoo and headed for Mt.Tsumigami

As for the shrine of the White Dragon and the "dragon," a more suitable priest would have been assigned to this world, but in the absence of the divine man, there was no choice.

As I walked to the shrine, I felt a "divine energy" from the soles of my feet that is unimaginable in modern times, and even as a descendant of 22 generations of golden Monks, I had never experienced anything like it in my life.

Perhaps it was time for me to fulfill my primary role of protecting people from mysteries.

--However, my enthusiasm was betrayed in a surprising way.

"What the hell is this ......?

What was there was not a mystery.

In the place where the shrine of the White Dragon used to be, there was a huge white-painted building standing tall.

There were no windows and only one entrance and exit in front. It may be a modern and sophisticated building, but in the depths of the mountains, where there is no traffic, it just stands there.

There were a few cars parked in front of the building. I took a look at them, but none of them had been moved for a long time. What was going on here? Was it a demon, a god, or the work of man?

I had to find out.

I made up my mind and put all my strength into the soles of my feet and went through the door.

".........!!!

The moment I entered the building, a thick, fishy divinity covered my skin. It made me dizzy. It was a presence so strong that I could feel it as an odor. It's almost like a life force or a desire. My legs twitch with tension.

What's going on in here?

The name of the building was engraved on the lobby-like area.

I had never heard of it, and it was a concept I didn't understand.

"Father, Enhancement, Center ......?

"This is .......

When I woke up, I saw a blank ceiling.

I woke up to a white ceiling, stripped of my clothes and naked. As I tried to move around, I realized that my legs were tied to a black cord. My memory is failing me. I don't know why this is happening to me.

"What the hell happened to ......?

"Are you awake?

I turned my head to the voice and saw a large man in a white coat standing there.

--I remember having a conversation with him. I remember having a conversation with him, but I had just woken up and my mind wasn't working properly. I can't remember. Why is this happening? I thought I was heading for the shrine, no, no, no, no, I must have entered some kind of building called the Fatherhood ...... Center.

I don't know. I don't know. The rancid "smell" is slowing me down.

"It is with your presence that the Center reaches its true purpose. Thank you for your cooperation.

"What the heck are you talking about? ...... Such a smell ...... No, the divine--the divine--is not something that should be controlled by humans!　I say no, not for any purpose whatsoever. ......

"We need your help. We need your help, but we can't use it without your own consent. Therefore, we have decided to Enhancement' you until you give us your consent.

Enhancement.

Yes, this was a place called the Father Enhancement Center. When I entered the building, this man was standing there. And - and I'm sure I heard something, anything. Remember. It must have been something important.

"Let's begin.

"Nuh-uh!

At the same time as the man's signal, I saw a black cord extend from the ceiling.

I'm not sure what to make of it.

"Hmmmmm!!

I could feel the cords entwining around my entire body. It is trying to cage me. I tried to resist the movement by setting up a joint palm. But I couldn't get any strength in my lower body. No blood rushed to my head. My body was heavy. The lower half of my body was heavy. It was not "power" but "sexual desire" that was bubbling up from inside my body.

"Why?

The sexual desire I had been suppressing awakened, and my desire swelled. The lustful movements of the cord caught my attention, and I began to have unrealistic expectations.

No, no, no. I can't let them use me.

With such concentrated divine energy, you never know what might happen if you take a wrong step. The spiritual power that I inherited from my father as the Golden Dharma Master, I cannot let it be used against me.

"I've been practicing and even breaking the law. ...... This is the power of the Golden Monk!

It's a good idea to keep your hands together and let the spiritual power that was about to fade boil over again. The movement of the code stopped.

"It's as expected, and more than expected. You have been misled. You will not succumb to simple stimulation.

"Ha ha, of course. ......!

"So I have prepared another method.

The man signaled again, and this time I saw a red cord extending from the ceiling.

"What?　What?

I'm not sure what to do with it. What can you do with something like this? I'm not sure what I'm going to do with it.

"You have a foot odor that exceeds regulations. That's why it's worth it for you to come here on foot.

"What the hell are you doing?

"Let's begin.

"Nuh-uh.

"Oh...

"Ha-ha-ha!　No, no, no, no!　N-ha-ha-ha-ha!

A laugh that was disproportionate to the tense situation echoed through the small room.

"Some say that the hardest thing for a ...... person to endure is a 'tickle'. I'm not sure how long I'll be able to keep it up. ...... If you release your 'power', the correction will be complete.

""Hi, hi, hihahahaha! Such a thing ...... Hahahi, Kihii, Kihihii! Muhii Hihihihihi! !! Guhahahahahahahahahahaha "

As if rejecting dialogue, the man disappears.

It's torture. This is torture with no pain at all.

Why? Why in the world?

What is the purpose of that man?

What is he going to use this power for?

"Hahahahahahahaha, nuahahahaha!　Bahahahahahahahahaha!　Stop, stop, tickle!　Bwahahahahahaha!

A stupid laugh that blows away my thoughts and memory comes out of my mouth by itself. My body twitches and spasms, and I flail around to the left and right. My breathing is labored. It tickles. It itches. It feels good. It tickles. I'm ticklish. I don't know what's going on.

I can't give in to it. But how long can this go on?

As my reason and consciousness faded, I felt memories of my childhood come back to me like a running lantern.

Those were the days when I didn't even have hair on my bottom.

I was joking around with my siblings and they tickled my feet.

I remember flailing around as they touched me in places that I couldn't normally touch and couldn't work out.

I earnestly appealed to my younger brother to stop, but he didn't take me seriously, probably because he was laughing in his voice. I was squirming on the tatami, begging him to stop, but finally I got a hard-on.

I was a precocious child, and by that time I was well versed.

My younger brother pointed out that I had gotten an erection while we were joking around, and even reported it to my father.

I writhed in embarrassment.

But that was the day my "habit" began.

In accordance with the teachings of the Golden Monk Rule and the need to be a great sexual performer as a Buddhist monk, when I masturbated many times a day, I would tickle the soles of my feet to bring myself to climax.

I love the soft skin of the sole, the hard sensation of the heel, and the smelly crotch of the toes.

I took out my sutra brush and went to the limit of self-flagellation.

Through her natural predisposition and repetition, she finally developed a second sexual zone.

With all his training as a monk, he could have endured the pain and humiliation.

But not here, not in the sole.

This was the only weak point of the Golden Monk. And now he was being blamed for it.

'"aahhhh, hmmm, hmmm, hi-hi-hi-hi ...... noooo, hoo-hi-hi-hi!　Hi-ha-ha, hi-ha-ha, hi-ha-ha, hi-hi-hi-hi!

I can feel my laughter gradually turning into something disgusting.

I can't help but feel a rush from my untouched body.

A wall of limits that I could never overcome, an unpredictable tickle, a touch that I could never ask for in another person, and now it's coming true.

"Hahahahaha! Stop! Stop me! Gahahahahaha! hyahahahaha!

I tell her to stop, but my erection won't go away. It wakes me up. I'm completely awake to this pleasure. You feel the pain, but you also feel a happiness that far outweighs it.

It's a great way to make sure you're getting the most out of your vacation.

I'm not sure what to do. You can't go back if you ejaculate with this feeling. I'm not going to be able to go back if I don't get this. I would give up everything for this pleasure.

I would give up my mission as a Golden Priest and the peace of the world for the tickle of a sole.

"Hahaha! I'm not sure what to do!

That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard. It's a laughable joke.

Oh, but I can't stop. 

But there's no way I can beat this tickle.

There's no way I can endure it. No, no, it will continue until I can't stand it anymore. Then there's no point in resisting. And even if you lose here, it doesn't mean that everything is over, maybe. I'm not sure what to do, but I'm going to do it. I'm not sure what to do, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it.

What? What was the danger?

I can't remember. What was that guy doing?

But if I can't remember, then it probably wasn't a big deal.

"Mwah-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh!　Guhahahahahahahahahahaha!　It's not good, it's not good, it's not good!　Hiya hiya hiya hiya!

Even if I can endure it, I immediately burst out laughing. I can't stop my body from twitching.

The pain of the tickling, the pleasure that comes with it, the thought process is crushed and the will and art of resistance is lost. I'm at my limit. It's coming. It's coming. I can't do it anymore.

"Aaahhh!　Hee hee hee!  I'm coming out, I'm coming out!

The plug in my lower body was finally loosened, and semen spurted out of Mara like an explosion from a blockage.

"Aaaaaaaaah!　I can't stop!  Haaaahahahahaha! 

Instead of stopping, the hairs that had been tickling her legs became faster, signaling her ejaculation.

The tickling didn't stop, and neither did the ejaculation.

It was not enough for my body to give in.

The moment I realized this, I reached my limit.

"Stop it,  stop it!　I'm sorry, I'm sorry!　I'll do anything, anything, anything!

The hand that had been holding the palm turned into a plea.

With a burst of laughter, he gave it all away.

At the same time, the light of the red cord increased, sucking up the Dharma Master's "spiritual power".

"Oh, no! I've done it! Hahahahahahahaha!　It sucks!　oooooohhhhhh ！！！！

But that didn't stop me from laughing.

It's too late to regret it.

You can't help but watch all of the power shift away from your face as you keep that ridiculous smile plastered on your face.

"There is nothing to regret. The Golden Monk of One-Child Transmission is a system that has continued from father to son, and that child becoming a father again. In front of our center of Father Enhancement, you are powerless.

"Dahahahahaha!　 I'll be able to do it!　I'm sorry guys, I'm sorry!

"Father, Enhancement, center ......?

"Yes, that's right. This is a facility for the enhancement of father. It is a Father Enhancement Center. But today, with your visit, it will change its name to the Father Reincarnation Center.

"Father, Reincarnation ......?　What the hell are you talking about?

"It seems that this world existed on the basis of the father. When the father ceased to be the father, this world was denied. It was decided that he should not exist and that he should disappear.

"What the hell are you doing at ......?

"God, the greatest God, is the Father. Have you ever wondered?　Have you ever wondered what it would be like if it were someone else's will?

The man's low voice echoed in the inorganic space.

"I'm not sure if you've ever thought about that. We have the right to act in the hope that it is irresistible, and that is why we need you to remain in this world.

"What the hell are you doing to me, ......?

"You will be the keystone of the connection between the Divine Spirit and the Father.

Gong, gong, gong, gong, gong.

The whole center was ringing.

All the men, fathers, and fatherhoods in the center began to gather in one place.

I condensed, boiled down, and gathered the elements that made up the father like a puzzle, but I could not recreate his existence. What was missing was the "spiritual power.

The vast amount of energy that exists in the underground cavity of Mount Cumulus, where the center exists.

It was a god itself that had ruin.

It is the remnant of the mystery that remains in the present age, which has been defined as a white dragon, denied to be a god, and quelled.

We must connect and apply that energy to the "Father Form" that we have gathered in the center, and reincarnate fatherhood in this world.

In order to do this, spiritual power was essential, and the only person left in the world that was about to disappear was the Golden Dharma Master.

With the entrance of the last Masterpiece, the Father will finally return to this world.

"We managed to make it in time for the ...... world to disappear.

The fathers who were admitted to the center were elated. They get erections.

Now is the time to impregnate the world.