episode_0109

Rumbling… gurgling. A disquieting sound resonates softly and languidly.

“How is it? Is it okay?”

“Good. Very good.”

In a dark place without a single flame, several figures are gathered, relying solely on their eyesight. It’s not that they dislike light, nor are they doing anything they should feel guilty about. It’s simply that darkness feels a little more familiar than light. In a chillingly desolate cave, they quietly, very quietly, carry out their work.

“But, is there a reason to go this far? I mean, literally *why*?”

“It’s infuriating. We have some dignity, you know.”

“Indeed. We have our pride; we can’t just sit idly by.”

“But, we’ve already proven one thing. Ah, I hate troublesome things~”

Red eyes glare.

“You’re not the one doing it. Do you really have to nitpick everything? Huh? Don’t you like me?”

“Yeah. You’re perceptive. I dislike you, enough to want to devour you.”

Blue eyes retort. The tone is spiteful, but playful.

“Oh, it’s tiresome, I say. Whether using these children will lead to a checkmate… I want to make those who tormented us cry♡”

“You’re a tiresome character too. I’ll tell you the current status. Half successful, half… not quite a failure.”

“I don’t like that explanation.”

They tense, as if ready to fight, but it’s all talk.

“…We can’t completely control the host’s actions. We didn’t expect that initially, but the libido absorption is a success.”

“That means a workaround is possible. But I’m asking this now, what were you going to do if you failed?”

“That’s my secret.”

The contract is absolute, a contract that absolutely prevents either party from harming the other. The termination condition was set as the completion of a specific task.

It’s a mystical contract that must inevitably be fulfilled until the end, but finding loopholes is always possible. The fault lies with the other party’s failure to draft perfectly precise clauses.

It wasn’t a frequently used method. Coerciveness is its main strength, but to utilize that strength requires much deliberation; it’s effectively an obsolete method. While it’s a method passed down through mages for ages, few know it due to its impracticality.

“Hey. It seems almost complete.”

From one side, the rumbling of something unidentified stopped.

The succubus with red eyes uses magic to create light to check the results. A faint, small light; precisely a minor magical technique using small sparks of flame.

“Mmm. The condition seems stable, but we’ll have to examine it closely. You know, you guys may have lost your touch after so long, right?”

“Skip the useless chatter and just check it already.”

“Occasionally, you say something sensible. It seems *you* are the one who’s anxious♡, Neil-ssi♡”

“That’s an old name. Both of you, be quiet. Fine, let’s experiment.”

Neil, the red-eyed succubus, flicks her hand. The cocoon, the source of the strange noises, begins to unravel. Emerging from within, enveloped by what looked like the succubus’s wings, are two orcs.

The two who had been with Hanna; they had been captured and imprisoned here.

“Huh? Wasn’t there three?”

“Silly. The remaining one was a nun. A novice, but we need to use a different method.”

That nun is currently receiving special training from Neil. Divine power is an impediment; it will take a few days, but getting a novice is fortunate.

“Now, awaken, my servants.”

“We answer our master’s call.”

The orcs’ monotone response to Neil’s summons prompts the three succubi to smile with satisfaction.

“What? I thought it would fail. Have we ever succeeded this quickly? It doesn’t seem like it even in our prime.”

“Please refrain from such aging remarks? It makes me feel old too.”

“…That damned nun seems to have played a silly trick. The soul’s wavelength? I guess? She remarkably refined it towards our side.”

“That’s ridiculous. A nun close to us demons? She completely overstepped her bounds.”

Neil laughs. With a string of successful gambles, she can’t help but laugh. She had given some of her magic to a human who surprisingly lacked magic; she absorbed it remarkably well. She feels the other’s lust intensely, though to the point of being annoying. More importantly, this is why the libido she absorbed is being returned to Neil. That she desired intercourse more than usual had this hidden background.

“Now, orcs. Erection.”

Due to their nature, even female orcs possess penises, though they don’t usually use them. The entire species is optimized for reproduction. However, few know this; the extreme rarity of hybrids is proof. While they could bear children with various races as readily as humans, their overflowing libido led to frequent petty disputes. Producing offspring only within their own kind had gradually become an unwritten rule.

Neil forcibly compels them to achieve an erection for performance testing. The two orcs’ intersex penises stiffen without any sexual stimulation.

“The size is so-so. I guess because our era is gone, no one has been taking care of them.”

“Isn’t that alright? That nun’s dick was way too big. Ah… I really want to eat it.”

While her two companions chat excitedly, Neil approaches the orcs. She gently strokes their powerfully erect penises. The intense heat stimulates the succubus’s instincts.

A little bit of sweet licking should easily replenish the magic she shared with Hanna. But she can’t hog this deliciousness all to herself.

“Now, rape those two♡. Do it until their semen is completely empty.”

Performance testing combined with replenishment. Completely consumed by demonic energy, the two are in a kind of servitude state; Neil alone holds authority over them.

With a characteristic orc growl, they lunge at the two succubi.

“Wha—?”

“Wh-what is this?!”

Their eyes are wild. They’re completely devoid of reason, completely overcome by their primal instincts. As they struggle with the muscular ones, they simultaneously gaze at Neil.

“Yo-you…!”

“As I said, I’m a little hungry? You guys need to eat too?”

Usually, they could easily subdue them with magic, but their magical reserves are low. They used up a lot of magic when they tormented Erina. It would normally be time for natural replenishment, but the dragon’s magic has a consistently negative effect on them.

Plus, she used magic to enslave these orcs, so this is all a little game for Neil.

“Ah, ugh…♡ I’ll get you…♡”

“But… my pussy is starved… Oh, orcs are pretty good at this♡”

Without even any prelude, she impales them with thick, sturdy rods. It should hurt, but a peculiar succubus quality causes them to reflexively secrete lubricants. To extract more semen, they immediately begin tightening around it to suit the shape, The orcs, forced into a reverse cowgirl position, vigorously thrust their hips. In sync with their motion, the succubi instinctively move to maximise extraction.

Even in their loss of reason, they moan sensually, unable to restrain the pleasure flooding them.

The orcs fervently and swiftly empty themselves, unleashing their lust to its fullest.

“Oooooh…♡ Gruuuurl♡”

“I’m cumming― Gruuuurl―♡”

“Aang―♡ Ah, it’s so good―♡ Harder, harder!!”

“Cum, please♡ Aaang♡ Ang♡”

Amidst the frenzy filling the cave, Neil calmly thinks. This level is nowhere near enough to deal with that damned nun. If she doesn’t train them more, there’s no use infiltrating them.

“You’re only enjoying yourselves; do it as if you’re training.”

“Aang, but it’s delicious♡ I want to eat it and then do it♡”

Watching them, Neil’s instincts begin to stir.

“It’s even better than I expected…♡ Angaat―♡”

“……Kindly servicing them is to prepare for later.”

“Suddenly― Aaat♡ Ang! The priests and nuns who are surging in,♡ you mean the story? Annoying, Aang♡ But this just isn’t enough replenishment♡”

“We already had one, and…. I need to set up more sources of libido replenishment using these orcs.”

With a single wingbeat, she levitates slightly and masturbates. She simply cannot resist. Circling lightly in the air, she moans enthusiastically. Moving towards her compatriots, who are having their asses pounded, she pinches and twists her nipples and rubs her clit. More than the sight of her companions’ quivering butts being enthusiastically impaled, Erina’s huge cock keeps coming to mind. Recreating every sensation through her body, she tries frantically to fill her unsatisfied lust with her fingers.

“Come after you cum once♡”

“Gruuuurl―♡”

“Hey, hey. We agreed to take turns…♡”

“I’ll take at least four shots―!”

At Neil’s command, the two succubi, reacting defiantly, shift from their reverse cowgirl position to take the upper hand. Demonstrating an incredibly flexible movement, they change positions while still being fucked, beginning to cum so intensely they struggle against the order.

Even for the succubi, facing the Fried Church was difficult, and they couldn’t move rashly. But the current goal is merely a game; all they needed were toys. She had a rough idea of the situation with Erina, so adding a bit of sand to the gears sounded enjoyable.

First, she needs to finish this delicious supply of libido, then start the real work.