The Alchemist-nim Who Brainwashes Themselves

After finishing the discussion about the new request, Claudia finally set a date and then left. As she waved goodbye to Claudia, who smiled faintly and disappeared, saying she couldn’t wait for the day they’d meet, she made a decision.

She decided that she should go on the date with Cecil.

Let’s enjoy a date, all three of us holding hands? It’ll definitely be harmonious and fun. Right?

When she giggled, her stomach tightened.

After reassuring the worried Cecil, she moved her slightly improved body to make a Potion. In the evening, she taught Cecil a new cooking method.

True to Cecil’s nature of effortlessly accomplishing whatever she was taught, she absorbed the cooking method like a sponge. The Protagonist thought that from now on, they could take turns preparing meals.

After a quick wash, she lay down in bed with Cecil. She stroked Cecil’s head once, who smiled shyly, saying ‘You’ve worked hard,’ and then accepted her eyelids fluttering closed.

As she recalled what she had to do tomorrow, her consciousness drifted away. Feeling warmth, it seemed Cecil had embraced her.

The morning she awoke to, with a warm feeling in her heart, was… the worst.

She should have woken up feeling energetic after drinking the Potion, but a sudden onset of magic had turned everything into a mess.

 If it weren’t for the red stain between her thighs, she wouldn’t have known the reason for the sudden unpleasantness, as the bed had absorbed it.

It wasn’t to the point where she couldn’t move, but somehow… it felt sticky and unpleasant. She didn’t quite understand why something like this was coming out of her body in the first place.

Of course… she was aware that this could happen and had drunk a Contraception Potion, but experiencing it directly like this was another matter entirely.

“Asha-nim?”

Somehow, her insides were bubbling and boiling. She hugged Cecil, who was looking at her with sleepy, questioning eyes as she furrowed her brows. Feeling Cecil’s warm body temperature and stroking her soft hair, she felt a little better.

Cecil, who had briefly opened her red eyes like a rabbit, also giggled and wrapped her arms around the Protagonist’s torso, slipping them under her armpits. She felt soft.

But… something felt a bit damp. Feeling a strange sensation, she held Cecil’s shoulder and checked, finding that her breast area was slightly wet.

“…Cecil’s breast area seems a bit strange.”

Cecil tilted her head, then kneaded the Protagonist’s breast and said energetically,

“There seems to be nothing wrong, Asha-nim!”

“…Not my breast.”

Only then did Cecil seem to notice that her own clothes were damp, and she was seen stretching out the neck part. A genuinely surprised voice flowed into the Protagonist’s ears.

“Asha-nim! Milk is coming out of Cecil too!”

“…Now?”

It seemed the Potion had an effect on Cecil as well. Although there was the problem of it appearing ridiculously late. Was Cecil special, or was there individual variation…?

Given this, she wondered if she might need one more person to compare with. Or perhaps she should try eating the adjusted ingredients again…?

She thought this problem needed a bit more consideration for now.

First, she thought she needed to do something about the milk leaking from Cecil’s breasts. If she left it like that, Cecil might end up having no clothes to wear and walking around naked.

Unlike the Protagonist, who was full of complex thoughts, Cecil seemed happy that milk was coming out of her too. She licked the milk from her finger with her tongue, then giggled, kya-reuk!

She glanced over and saw that Cecil’s breasts seemed to have swollen just a little. Her eyes met Cecil’s. Then, Cecil smiled brightly and opened her mouth.

“Asha-nim, would you like to try Cecil’s milk?”

At those words, her mind, which had been full of worry and annoyance, suddenly flushed hot. It was undoubtedly an innocent statement, without a single spoon of obscenity, but it was due to the memories that flashed through her mind the moment she heard it.

Good thoughts, good thoughts… she muttered, shaking her head.

Cecil seemed to misunderstand this and said in a gloomy voice,

“Is Cecil’s milk not to your liking…?”

“Uh, no, it’s not! I’ll drink it!”

Cecil’s gloomy face brightened again. Then, she lifted her clothes, beginning to expose her fair skin. It was instantaneous for Cecil, who had been showing her soft thighs, to reveal her soft, swollen breasts.

On the small, pure white hills, pale liquid beaded on the pinkish protrusions. She swallowed hard. Cecil said, ‘Please try it, Asha-nim!’ and offered her breast.

…It was a little… difficult to understand this situation. She also wondered if this was right. Then, the thought crossed her mind: ‘I was sucked on at the same time, so isn’t this within the normal range of things…?’

Yes… this is a happening that occurred during an experiment for sale, so it’s only natural for me to resolve it. She carefully approached and opened her mouth to take Cecil’s breast. When she unconsciously exhaled a hot breath, Cecil giggled, saying it tickled.

Suppressing the creeping guilt rising from a corner of her mind, she took the pink dispenser into her mouth. The surrounding area was soft. The protrusion was slightly hard. Milk was leaking from it.

She sucked on Cecil’s breast like a baby on a pacifier. As Cecil and Claudia had done, she used her tongue to tap the protrusion, and a little more milk that had been collecting leaked out.

…It was sweet. Milk, at a temperature that let her feel Cecil’s body heat, moistened her tongue and then went down her throat with gulps. She understood a little better why the two of them had been so frantically… sucking yesterday.

It was different from drinking her own… in taste and sensation.

When she unconsciously sucked harder, Cecil whimpered.

“I, it hurts a little, Asha-nim….”

“S-sorry….”

She apologized softly, then took it into her mouth again and began to suck slowly.

…The option to stop sucking seemed to have already vanished from her mind. Just as the thought, ‘Now, whatever happens to the ranch’s milk is fine…’ crossed her mind, Cecil began to stroke her head. Just as she had done yesterday.

“Asha-nim stroked me, so I’ll do it for you too!”

Somehow… she felt hazy. Unconsciously, she gnawed with her teeth and played with her tongue. Using the excuse of balancing the other side, she took the other one into her mouth.

“Ah, Asha-nim, something… is strange.”

While diligently dealing with the side effects next to Cecil, she felt a hot sensation from beside her. She glanced over and saw Cecil’s rod, asserting its presence between her exposed thighs.

While she was engrossed, it seemed to have swollen hard. Cecil was exhaling hot breaths in a restless voice.

“Ah, is it because I… haven’t done my morning routine…? But… Asha-nim is drinking milk… and it’s something I should… do in the bathroom… but… it hurts….”

Seeing Cecil muttering with a pained expression, unable to touch her rod, a feeling of pity arose even in her hazy mind. She momentarily pulled her mouth away from greedily sucking the milk and whispered to Cecil.

“…Today, it’s specially okay to release it here.”

“H-here, you mean?”

“Yeah… the absorption power is amazing… and you can get it managed once anyway… so feel free… to release it.”

It easily absorbed even the red stuff, so Semen… wouldn’t that be easy? Since there’s no smell, it must be fine. As soon as her permission was given, Cecil was seen reaching for her rod. Glancing at it, the Protagonist also took Cecil’s breast into her mouth again.

Looking back now… she wondered if she hadn’t been in her right mind.

Regardless, for now, she greedily squeezed out the sweet milk coming from Cecil’s breasts. She tried to make an excuse, wondering if it was because her dissatisfaction with the milk, which had been limited to one serving a day, had accumulated.

While she satisfied her craving for milk, Cecil diligently stroked her rod. The jjeok-jjeok sound was clearly audible to her ears. Not to be outdone, she made jjeup-jjeup sounds…

At some point, Cecil’s hand, which had been stroking her head, even moved to her rod, and she was fondling it with both hands. Rather than fondling… hmm. Let’s not think about it.

With her head bowed, sniffling… she seemed to be working hard.

Just as she began to feel full.

With a pyureureureuk! sound, Cecil’s rod was felt twitching. She even felt as if the surrounding temperature had suddenly shot up!

Cecil’s Semen, gushing out from the tip, splattered onto the bed with tuduk-tuduk sounds. The remaining Semen slowly seeped in, then completely disappeared.

It really is worth the high price.

…This feature probably isn’t meant for this kind of use.

She watched that sight for a moment, then took her mouth off Cecil’s breast. This was because no more milk was coming out. Cecil’s breast, which had been slightly swollen and protruding, returned to its adorable size.

Her eyes met Cecil’s, who was immersed in the afterglow of ejaculation. Cecil smiled shyly and opened her mouth.

“It’s amazing! It completely disappeared!”

“…Indeed.”

Cecil, whose rod had shrunk, began to look at her with sparkling eyes.

“Asha-nim! How was Cecil’s milk?”

…She thought Cecil had forgotten, but she diligently asked for her thoughts. She mumbled for a moment before replying.

“…It was delicious.”

“That’s a relief!”

After cooling her flushed face and taking a shower to wipe off the mess on her body, she went down to the Workshop with Cecil.

Since she didn’t know whether the effect that appeared on Cecil or herself was normal, additional tests… seemed necessary.

Before that, she would have to… deal with this breast that still filled her hand.

She looked at Cecil, who was smiling brightly and waiting for her instructions, for a moment… then asked her to make a Potion.

…Because doing ‘that’ again after what happened this morning… felt strange.

She thought it would be better to research the Potion Claudia had requested today.

A Potion concerning Harpy Egg Laying.