Treatment, Too, Falls to the Saint

Claire took a deep breath and opened the small box.

With a click, inside the opened box was a tiny white pill.

Claire looked at it, pondering for a moment.

‘Is it really okay to do this?’

As if to resolve Claire’s worries,

“Ugh… Haaah! H-hweuh…”

Asha’s body’s voice, like the roar of a beast, was heard.

Hearing that voice, which sounded as if Asha was struggling in unprecedented pain and begging for help, Claire soon swallowed the pill as if determined.

Gulp.

The pill, once inside Claire’s body, quickly rushed to her lower half.

And created a stiff phallus.

Claire, unconsciously pressing down on her bulging Nun’s Habit, trembled at the waist for a moment and composed herself.

“Huu…”

As Claire, having calmed her trembling waist, slowly lifted her Nun’s Habit,

a stiffly erect phallus, pushing through her underwear, was starkly revealed.

‘…Even looking at it again, it’s a hideous sight.’

But unlike Claire’s impression, her phallus throbbed as if happy to meet again, and began to fill the room with its unique scent.

“Sniff sniff…”

At the same time, the sound of sniffing came from the bed where Asha was tied.

Claire, who had turned her head towards the sound, blushed and averted her gaze.

‘…No matter how things ended up like this… that, that kind of sight.’

Staring intently at the revealed phallus with half-closed eyes that seemed to have lost all reason, and drooling profusely…

Who would think that… was once a man?

Claire suppressed her strange feelings with effort and approached the bed.

And then… she infused Divine power into the phallus.

Then, the rod began to transform hideously.

Enveloped in pure white light, vein-like ridges sprouted unevenly, and it expanded as if swelling up.

When it reached its limit, sticky liquid dripped from the tip, soaking the sheets wet.

‘…It might not end with just one time.’

Soon, Claire cast a shadow over Asha’s body.

Her chestnut hair fell like a curtain, gently tickling Asha’s body.

Then, Asha’s waist lifted high, and a watery sound was heard.

Even though she had reached climax, Asha’s unsatisfied body panted roughly as if frustrated.

“Asha.”

“Hek…hek, heek…”

The answer Claire wanted did not come.

Before starting, Claire decided to first loosen her seemingly constricting clothes.

It was because she felt pity for the sight of Asha breathing so roughly.

“…Just bear with it a little.”

Each time she unbuttoned one, strangely feminine underwear and flushed red, pure white skin were revealed.

Claire looked at Asha’s underwear… and felt a strange sensation.

‘…More than mine.’

Claire’s mind, seeing Asha wearing underwear that looked even more feminine than her own plainly dressed self, was… a little complicated.

But for now, calming Asha’s body was the priority.

As she put her hand behind Asha’s back and loosened it, light pink areolas and tiny protuberances peeking out between them became visible.

Claire, unconsciously stretching out her hand, rubbed the areolas, making the hidden protuberances emerge.

As the firmly erect protuberances popped out,

“Hngh! Haaah! H-hngh…”

With a suppressed groan, Asha stuck out her tongue.

A warm tongue that looked soft.

Covered in saliva, it glistened as if asking to be taken into the mouth.

Claire, as if enchanted, pressed her lips onto it.

An inexperienced, clumsy kiss.

Asha, raising her head, eagerly began to explore Claire’s tongue, which had been cautiously extended like a baby bird pecking at food.

“Hyat, w-wait.”

Asha’s tongue entwined with Claire’s like a snake.

With a strength whose origin was unknown, Asha broke down Claire’s posture and pressed their faces close.

A peach scent emanated from Asha’s hotly flushed body.

Asha’s tongue ranged freely within Claire’s defenselessly opened mouth,

“Chup, Chyuwup… Huruup… Jjok… Jjok.”

“Aht, Heup, Hureup… Chup, Jjyuwup…”

satisfying her body’s insatiable desire.

The intense and sweet kiss seemed to be too much stimulation for Claire.

Her firmly erect phallus swelled up once again, pressing down firmly on Asha’s lower abdomen.

Stimulated as if her lower abdomen was crushed, Asha let out rough breaths and released Claire’s tongue.

Not missing that moment, Claire wiped her mouth with her sleeve and straightened her body.

“Haa… haa…”

As she wiped her glistening mouth with saliva, her sleeve became damp.

This shouldn’t be happening.

It should be an act that offers no help at all for the treatment, so why did she constantly want to do it?

Claire shook her head and decided to carry out her original purpose.

Raising her body, Claire positioned herself between Asha’s legs, then held her soft thighs and slowly spread them.

Like a moment ago, heat was felt along with a sweet scent.

Asha’s crevice, which had long ago finished its preparation to receive, was gaping, soaking her panties wet.

“…Gulp.”

Just by looking at that sight, memories of the previous night came to Claire’s mind, and her body trembled slightly.

‘Treatment, I’m trying to treat her.’

Claire held her hotly flushed pillar and moved the obstructing panties aside.

As the soaking wet fabric overlapped, the liquid soaked into it was squeezed out, wetting the sheets.

Claire silently fitted the tip of her phallus into Asha’s crevice.

With a *jjeok* sound, the softly opened crevice clung to Claire’s phallus.

Inside was already softly loosened, but the greedy flesh seemed to have no intention of hiding its greed.

Because it was trembling, drooling profusely as if welcoming the visit of what it desired.

Claire felt that and thrust her hips in without hesitation.

Jjeubeubeuk!

Claire’s monstrous rod was inserted into Asha’s body without restraint.

“Kkueuk…”

“Hit!? Higgeuk!?”

With a *Kung!* the invading rod, having penetrated deep into Asha’s depths, immediately hit something as if knocking on a wall.

Saliva leaked out profusely from Claire’s tightly closed mouth.

Because it felt even better than expected.

If she didn’t regain her senses, it felt like something would pour out right then and there.

At that moment, the flesh wrapping the phallus *Kkuuk!* and squeezed the rod.

“Ugh!?”

“Heeuugh! Haang! Hikkeugh!”

Due to Asha’s inner flesh suddenly tightening, Claire’s phallus, already intensely aroused, helplessly reached ejaculation.

Thick semen spurted vigorously along the phallus, pounding against the walls inside Asha’s body.

At that stimulation, Asha arched her waist upwards and reached climax.

Claire also, with a feeling as if her mind was painted white, poured out semen *Wal-kak! Wal-kak!*

“Haa…”

Claire’s sigh and Asha’s groan, close to a sob, filled the room.

With her phallus still inserted, Claire, immersed in the afterglow of ejaculation, regained her senses and checked Asha’s condition.

‘…She doesn’t seem to have calmed down yet.’

Having judged so, Claire once again flowed Divine power into her phallus.

Because it would be troublesome if it disappeared before she could solve it.

The phallus swelled its size inside.

Feeling the expanding sensation, Claire slowly pulled out her phallus.

“Hit!? Hii? Ahe…?”

As she slowly pulled out her phallus, feeling something being pulled out at the mushroom-like flared tip, pure white semen that had filled it gushed down through the crevice.

It was a scent that felt slightly unpleasant to Claire.

But soon, perhaps due to the overwhelming quantity, her quickly adapted nose became unable to smell it.

Claire took a deep breath for a moment.

And mercilessly thrust her hips in.

This time, vowing not to ejaculate futilely, she held Asha’s thighs and thrust her hips.

Chal-ssak! Pang! Pang! Pang!

Each time Claire’s and Asha’s pelvises stuck together, the whitely clinging semen stretched stickily. Soon, it mixed with the transparent fluid Asha expelled and flowed down onto the sheets.

Pang! Pang! Each time the phallus went deep inside, Asha’s soft belly slightly bulged out as if announcing its entry.

A vigorous insertion, to the extent that the in-and-out movement could be felt if touched by hand.

“Hngh, hngh… hngh…”

With the feeling of wielding her beloved weapon, Claire moved her hips with all her might.

Each time she thrust in and pulled out, pleasure as if melting her mind overwhelmed her, but she composed herself to not lose her reason.

To divert her mind elsewhere, Claire turned her gaze, and in her eyes, Asha’s wrist, stained red, was seen.

‘…D-did I tie her t-too hard?’

Even if she could treat it, she couldn’t do so right now, so Claire felt quite bad.

Exerting superhuman patience, Claire stretched out her hand and untied the cloth bound to Asha’s wrists one by one.

Then, the freed Asha clung to Claire.

“A-Asha?”

Asha, clinging like a child, burrowed into Claire’s ample breast, breathing in as if searching for something.

“W-wait!”

Perhaps that lukewarm stimulation was decisive, as Claire couldn’t bear it and began her second ejaculation.

Claire’s mind turned pure white, as if clearing completely and spitting it out as semen.

A long ejaculation continued with their hot bodies pressed close together.

Because the mouth that would let out groans was buried somewhere.

For something vigorously pounding inside her belly, it was a quiet ejaculation.

After the long ejaculation ended.

Claire silently flowed Divine power into the rod and moved her hips again.

‘Still… not yet.’

In her mind, she continuously repeated that phrase.

Embracing Asha’s small body tightly, she moved her hips.

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An unfamiliar carriage stopped in front of Veronica’s Workshop.

At that presence, Cecil headed towards the Workshop’s entrance with hurried steps.

The closer she got, the fainter scent of Asha wafted, making Cecil feel good.

It was much fainter than usual, but she didn’t mind.

But as she opened the Workshop door, what appeared was someone Cecil had never seen before.

A blue-eyed beauty with neat attire and abundant blonde hair neatly tied.

At the faint scent of Asha coming from that person, Cecil tilted her head.