Chapter 26: Healing magic

“S…Sister…it’s embarrassing when you stare like that…”

Her gaze, unwavering, traveled slowly between my upper and lower undergarments, as if memorizing every detail.

My face burned under her intense scrutiny.
I turned away, trying to hide. I was mortified by the thought of exposing my inadequate body to her.

I tried covering myself with my short arms.
Her eyes widened, the redness intensifying. It seemed to have the opposite effect, making me even more embarrassed.

“Haa…haa… Sorry. Your condition seems…serious.”

“Is it…that bad?”

I asked, suddenly worried. Sister seemed to be experiencing similar symptoms. Was it contagious? Her eyes were bloodshot. I needed to be healed quickly.

I quickly removed my underwear and jumped into bed. My panties felt sticky, but I ignored it.

I lay down, covering myself with my hands. The smooth texture of my skin felt… strange.

My small breasts fit easily in my hands. My fingers, covering my lower body, brushed against smooth, sensitive skin. Heat rushed to my face, and I closed my eyes.

“Ugh…Sister, hurry up.”

“Just a moment. I need to prepare.”

She was probably preparing her healing magic. Sister took a deep breath and started muttering something. I heard snippets like “…a virgin…” and “…make it less painful…” Probably incantations. Quite abstract.

The words seemed different each time. Changing her incantations depending on the situation… as expected of a skilled mage like Sister.

She seemed ready. Her voice, slightly strained, said,

“I’m starting now, Ellie.”

“Okay. I’ll be fine, so just…do it.”

I trembled, swallowing nervously. I wasn’t fine at all. But I couldn’t show weakness in front of Sister. I put on a brave face for her sake.

Sister placed a soft cloth over my eyes, like a blindfold.

Kiss—

“Mmm…”

A sucking sensation on my neck. I almost shivered but suppressed it.

Sister gently intertwined her fingers with mine. The warmth of her hand was comforting.

But something felt…off.
A strange, unfamiliar feeling.

My mind screamed a warning. Something’s wrong. Figure it out. I racked my brain, trying to understand.

A sudden flash of memory.

I remembered.
I couldn’t believe Sister would do this. My complete trust almost led to disaster.

“Sister, wait! The medicine?”

“…Right. I almost forgot.”

She almost forgot the medicine.
She’d emphasized its importance.
I was glad I remembered.

“Sister, how could you forget something so important?”

So careless of her. I’d forgotten for a moment that even Sister, despite her saintly image, was human. She made mistakes too.

But to forget something so crucial…
She really needed me.

“Hee hee, sorry. Open your mouth, Ellie.”

“Okay!”

Slurp—

Something soft and warm touched my lips.

A magic tool, shaped to fit the mouth, another one of Sister’s creations. It prevented contamination of the medicine. The feeling of it against my tongue was…strangely arousing.

Such thoughts during treatment… I’d become corrupted by the academy’s perverts.

“Mmmph…slurp…haa…”

I was starting to feel breathless.

The magic tool, inside my mouth, moved like a living thing, caressing my tongue, tracing the contours of my teeth. After a thorough exploration, it slowly withdrew.

A string of saliva connected my tongue to the damp magic tool.

“Haa…gulp…”

“Good girl, Ellie. You swallowed it all. Hee hee.”

Sister patted my head gently. The medicine had a sweet, comforting scent, like Sister. It was thick and syrupy, more like a potion than medicine.

Sister’s concentrated potion eased my anxiety. If it wasn’t medicine, I could drink it all day. I didn’t mind the feeling of it on my lips and tongue.

Though I still hated pills.

Sometimes, Sister made me swallow pills with the magic tool. Those were more intense and disorienting experiences. She always took care of me afterwards, though. I couldn’t remember much, just a hazy bliss, but I always woke up feeling refreshed.

A lingering sweetness remained in my mouth, a faint cherry flavor. I instinctively licked my lips. I tried to touch them, but my hands were still intertwined with Sister’s.

Sister used the magic tool without her hands. Her skill was beyond my comprehension.

“Shall we begin?”

Her voice trembled slightly as she activated her magic.

Slurp—

A sucking sensation on my collarbone. It tickled, sometimes stinging slightly, but it was part of the process. The magic was probably drawing out the impurities and fever from my body. The warmth felt similar to Linne’s healing magic.

The soft, wet magic moved towards my chest.
Sister’s breathing grew heavier. Perhaps because it was a vital area.

“Aah…”

The healing magic reached my small breasts, gently tracing their contours. The wet, teasing touch made me shiver.

My nipples hardened, a tingling sensation building within me.

Not enough.

The healing magic felt…unsatisfying. As if sensing my desire, the magic moved towards the center of my chest.

How could magic feel like this? It felt like…being licked.

The soft, wet magic reached my sensitive peaks, circling them cautiously, and then…

Chomp—

“Ahh…!”

A jolt shot through my waist, but I endured it. It was just a surprised yelp. I quickly regained my composure. I wouldn’t be defeated by mere healing magic. I could endure this all day.

Slurp…suck…

“Sister, wait…! Eek?!”

My body arched involuntarily, bucking against her touch. I couldn’t stay still.

Sensing my distress, Sister’s magic focused on… that spot. I clung to her hand, whimpering.

I couldn’t withstand her healing magic.
I was finally released after crying and pleading with Sister. Thankfully, the blindfold hid my tears.

I was almost driven mad.
But it wasn’t over yet.

The other side awaited, already tingling in anticipation. More of Sister’s merciless healing magic awaited me.

And there were other areas that needed her attention.
This was going to be a major operation.

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I was becoming…stupid. No.
This was healing. I was becoming…normal again.

My hands were still tightly clasped in Sister’s. Sometimes, she’d gather both my hands in one of hers. Otherwise, we remained connected.

Time seemed to stretch endlessly. The bed was soaked with my…fluids.

I’d…leaked a little. It was embarrassing, even though Sister could clean it with magic.

But I couldn’t help it. Especially when her soft, wet magic touched my most sensitive spots. I would have dehydrated if she hadn’t replenished my fluids with the magic tool.

From my neck and collarbone, down to my chest, waist, and lower abdomen. From my toes to my calves, thighs, and buttocks. Even my most…private places. Everything was healed by Sister’s meticulous care.

“Ugh…haa…”

My body trembled, not from fear or anxiety, but from the sheer bliss of healing.

My hips bucked involuntarily, pleasure coursing through me. Soft moans escaped my lips. I reveled in the afterglow of healing.

“All done. Now, open your mouth for your medicine, Ellie.”

“Hee hee…”

Kiss—

“Mmmph…slurp…haa…”

“Good girl, Ellie.”

I couldn’t swallow properly. The thick liquid dribbled down my chin and neck. But the fever had subsided. Sister’s healing had worked.

She gently removed the blindfold.
Sister lay beside me, exhausted, a soft smile on her face.

Thank you, Sister.

I hugged her naked body, wanting to convey my gratitude.