Kkiing kkiing…

Cecil was cute.

She personally proved the proposition that combining good with good results in something even better. Just like mint chocolate.

Even Veronica, who had a sullen expression at the mention of potentially having to do Cecil’s work starting tomorrow, seemed captivated by Cecil’s cuteness, glancing at her repeatedly.

Of course, there was the minor issue of her sticking to me too much, but this… it was similar before, so it wasn’t much different.

When I placed her bowl on the floor because she couldn’t use utensils… I felt a little strange. It was natural, in a way, since her appearance was human, only with a tail and ears.

Veronica, who was eating across from me, said with a troubled expression.

“…It feels like I’m doing something awful.”

“Me too.”

Still, there was nothing I could do until she regained her senses.

After eating, I played with her and petted her. Then I saw Veronica looking at us with envious eyes. I couldn’t tell if she was looking at me or Cecil, but when I offered her to touch, she reluctantly stroked Cecil, so she was probably envious of me playing with Cecil.

Then, Veronica, who was stroking Cecil’s ear, suddenly asked in a low voice.

“…Asha.”

“Why?”

“Do you have more of this Potion?”

“Which Potion?”

“The one you and she drank.”

I tilted my head at the sudden question, and Veronica replied in a timid voice.

“Oh, no, it’s not for any particular reason, but I feel a bit left out since I’m the only one without them…?”

It was indeed a reason befitting a social butterfly who talked about the Dormitory. I traced my memories with the silly thought that we might actually have a pillow fight soon.

“I think there might be. In the innermost Preservation Box of the Workshop… I probably put a label on it.”

“There is?”

“Probably. But as you can see, the mixture seems to be a bit off… At first, you might become closer to an animal than a Beastfolk, like Cecil.”

Veronica’s face seemed to redden slightly.

“It seems our Senior Alchemist-nim also makes mistakes?”

“Because there were no test subjects….”

As I offered a pathetic excuse, Veronica chuckled and stood up.

“Anyway, you have it, right? Then it’s okay if I drink one too, right?”

“…I said it a moment ago, but there might be side effects.”

“So what if there are? Our Senior Alchemist-nim can just take good care of me, right?”

…That’s precisely what makes it difficult.

But seeing her eyes full of anticipation… it was awkward to refuse.

“…Well, even if that happens, you’ll probably return to normal quickly. Do as you please. I’ll wash Cecil and then go up… so you go ahead.”

“Alright.”

Veronica, seemingly satisfied, headed straight for the Workshop. I sighed inwardly and took care of Cecil, who was lying on her back, exposing her belly.

Even though she hadn’t gone outside, she had been crawling on her hands and knees and rolling around, so there was no way she was clean.

I moved her to the Bathroom and, after a long struggle, washed her and changed her clothes. After that, I was drenched in sweat myself, so I had to shower. With my body warm, I held Cecil’s hands and made her walk. When we reached the Bedroom, a new beast was lying on the bed.

Ears and a tail, resembling a wolf or canid, wagged. I followed the swaying tail with my eyes, then shook my head.

When I met Veronica’s gaze, a small voice, like a mosquito’s buzz, flowed from her lips.

“Nyaong?”

…No matter how I look at it, she’s not a feline, is she?

As I approached with Cecil… Veronica’s face seemed a little red. It seemed she was in her right mind… so why was she acting like this? It looked like a Potion made later, as there seemed to be no side effects from the transformation.

“It seems that one has no side effects?”

“…Nyaong.”

She didn’t seem to have any intention of stopping her act.

Unable to figure out what she wanted, I eventually placed Cecil between Veronica and me and closed my eyes. Then I heard grumbling and felt her move to the adjacent bed.

Before long, the murmuring ceased, and steady breathing could be heard. Cecil also seemed to be asleep, breathing regularly. Confirming that, my consciousness slowly began to sink.

For some reason… my lower abdomen felt a little tight.

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Asha opened her eyes to the sensation of something hard poking her lower abdomen.

Her half-opened eyes held a hazy daze, and her exhales were, for some reason, mixed with heat. Asha lowered her head to identify the source of the inexplicable sensation. Then, a firm rod poking her belly came into view.

It was Cecil’s rod.

Asha couldn’t hide her bewilderment. She wondered why it was erect when there had been no reaction while washing him.

After a moment of confusion, Asha looked at Veronica, who was lying at an ambiguous distance that could barely be called the opposite bed.

She was sound asleep, with an innocent expression. Her ears twitched as if reacting to the surrounding sounds. She was lying on her side, perhaps because her tail was uncomfortable. That’s why her face was clearly visible.

‘I told her, so she knows… but seeing it is still a bit… much.’

As Asha thought that, she sensed something strange. Her body felt hot, as if it were burning. The ears on her head twitched, and her uncontrollable tail was coiling around Cecil’s body on its own.

And… she realized she was unconsciously staring at Cecil’s rod. Her mouth was already filled with saliva. Asha swallowed and fell into confusion. Even as she did, her breath grew hotter and steadily more aroused.

She reached down, and her wet thigh met Asha’s fingers. Asha swept up the abundant fluid and brought it before her eyes. As she spread her fingers, a sticky strand formed a bridge between Asha’s pristine white fingers.

Asha had no choice but to admit it. Her body was now in heat.

Her body was already fully prepared to receive something foreign. The warmly heated crevice, nipples that had spontaneously erected and protruded from her chest, and even the dainty protuberance that stood stiffly over her crevice, just like her vanished rod.

Was it because of the Potion?

Thinking that, Asha, who was trying to regain her slowly blurring consciousness, felt the sensation of her lower abdomen tightening intensify. Beyond just tightening, it felt as if it was spontaneously squeezing with a *kkuuk*.

Asha couldn’t help but let out a moan at that strange sensation.

“Uuung….”

Startled, Asha bit her lip and checked their faces to see if the sound had woken them, but they still seemed fine.

Asha felt the need to calm her heated body. She thought of moving to another spot… and taking care of it herself. She vowed never to touch the Beastification Potion again.

However, other body parts that had appeared due to the Potion became an obstacle, blocking Asha.

Her tail was tightly wrapped around Cecil’s arm, preventing her from moving carelessly. After a moment of hesitation, Asha finally buried her face in the bed. The elastic Slime Bed supported her. With her face buried and lying prone, she guided her pristine white fingers towards her pink crevice.

It would have been difficult on a normal bed, but it was possible on the Slime Bed. Asha thanked her Master-nim for buying the bed… and caressed her crevice.

Asha left the protuberance rubbing against her due to her spontaneously twitching waist, and stroked the crevice. Shame and pleasure began to mix. Unlike the despair of having to secretly masturbate in front of her colleague and the Homunculus she created, her already aroused body steadily secreted fluids even with her clumsy touch.

Suppressed moans spilled onto the bed and dispersed. Fortunately, the flowing liquid soaked into the bed.

However, the already intensely aroused Beastfolk and human body was not satisfied with that. Asha realized… she needed to insert something deeper. For example… her own fingers.

But… she was scared.

She had no memory of ever inserting anything into her crevice by her own will.

Most of the time, she had been unconscious or it hadn’t been her own volition… so the thought of having to open her crevice herself and insert her fingers made her tremble. But Asha steeled herself with the premonition that if Cecil, who was sleeping beside her with steady breaths and was closer to a beast due to the Beastification Potion, were to wake up… it wouldn’t end with just fingers.

After taking a deep breath, Asha began to move her fingers.

Her pristine white fingers fumbled over the pink flesh. Asha’s fingers found the plump entrance of the crevice and began to enter, little by little, very slowly, into the crevice.

The heated inner flesh clung to her pristine white fingers as if it had been waiting for them. Her clumsy touch pressed against the inner flesh. Asha trembled at the subtle pleasure of pressing shallowly. For Asha, who was always poked deeply… it was an unfamiliar pleasure she had rarely felt.

With the wave of pleasure that started from below, Asha felt a little relief and let out a moan. She thought she could calm her body quickly with this much.

But that was Asha’s misconception.

Because her body, which had already been violated multiple times without her knowing, desired more stimulation.

Unaware of that fact, Asha continued to thrust her fingers in. Nevertheless, Asha’s delicate body steadily reached climax.

Asha held the bed in her mouth and spurted fluid from her crevice. Hot breaths escaped, and saliva drooled.

Of course… it was naturally far from enough.

Asha was still bewildered by her body, which refused to calm down. It was unfamiliar for her body to be so intensely in heat, even though she hadn’t been exposed to Cecil’s semen.

Then, a problem arose from a place Asha hadn’t even considered. Cecil woke up due to the tail tightening *kkuuk* as Asha reached climax.

“Kkiing…?”

Goosebumps erupted all over Asha’s body.

Cecil, with half-opened eyes, sniffed. It was only natural that her more sensitive sense of smell would detect the sweet scent.