Teacher, have you ever thought about wearing glasses?

“Hoo…”

I watched Helen climax, feeling my touch.

Even though a real cock wasn’t inserted, Helen was feeling a deeper climax than anyone else.

Because I rubbed her pussy lips with my cock, and simultaneously pressed her lower belly, choked her neck, or put my fingers in her mouth, alternating between pseudo-insertion sensations, creating the illusion of being penetrated by a real cock.

And as her climax intensified, my cock throbbed as well, erect as if it would burst at any moment.

“Kuh!”

My cock, erect to its limit due to the female pheromones, ejaculated semen onto her belly due to the pheromones emitted by the climaxing female.

“Ooh… Ooh!”

Helen’s body, trembling in my hands as she climaxed, fluttered up and down with semen on her belly.

“Haa, haa.”

I wiped Helen’s body, which was panting from exhaustion and lost consciousness in climax.

Frankly, it took extreme patience not to stick my real cock into Helen’s pussy, which was shaking her ass and spreading her legs on its own.

How could I just ignore the opportunity to stick it into the virgin pussy of the Sylvesta heiress, who was the object of everyone’s envy and jealousy?

‘That was really tough.’

Helen’s pussy was so wet that if I had been careless, it would have really gone inside.

Helen even moved her hips on her own.

Fortunately, the fantasy ended without complete insertion.

Even after ejaculating once, my cock was still throbbing, saying it wasn’t enough.

‘Calm down.’

I can’t rape a customer.

Not until the other person agrees.

That was the boss’s duty.

What if the customer agrees?

Then there’s no need to hit the brakes.

After getting dressed like that, I wiped Helen’s body and cleaned up the fluids and sweat she had shed.

“Are you awake?”

I asked Helen, who was looking at me with a dazed face even after waking up.

As soon as she met my gaze, Helen flinched and avoided my eyes.

Her face flushed red, and she bit her lip and stammered.

“I-It’s over, then.” “Yes. You seemed to like it. You enjoyed it so much that you lost consciousness.” “D-Do you have to say it like that?”

There was no trace of her previous venom in Helen’s voice as she complained to me.

Perhaps she was properly satisfied, as there was even a hint of coquetry in her voice. The proud Helen was speaking in a coquettish voice.

Anyone else who knew her would have been shocked.

“Then you weren’t satisfied?” “T-That’s not it…” “As someone who provides services, I need to hear accurate feedback. That way, I can provide high-quality services next time as well.” “…”

Hesitantly, she nodded, gently holding her lower belly and rubbing her thighs.

“It felt… good.” “I’m glad you’re being honest.”

Helen lowered her head.

“Go inside, wash up, and change your clothes. Put your clothes in the laundry bin over there.” “Ah.”

Only then could Helen belatedly check her clothes. The uniform of the store, which was written as ‘Fantasy Screening Room’, was wet with her various fluids because she couldn’t wipe them off. The clothes, with clear traces of wetness, were dyed a darker purple in various places and clung tightly to her body.

“Y-You should have told me this in advance!”

She hurriedly ran away to the shower room.

Helen, who had entered the shower room, peeked her head out and called me.

“U-Um, excuse me, Mister.” “Yes.” “H-Have you ever thought about wearing glasses?” “Glasses?” “Yeah…” “I’m sorry, but my eyesight isn’t bad enough to wear glasses.” “I-I heard that there are fashion glasses among nobles these days…?” “I’m not financially well-off enough to spend money on things like that.” “Ah…”

Helen looked around the store again.

“I see. Okay.” “Please go wash up quickly.”

Helen went into the shower room, and I reorganized the magic circle, recalling the memories and records I had seen in her fantasy.

It was a fantasy video with a higher degree of completion than I thought.

The environment of the academy, the existence of the teacher, and her situation.

The perfect combination of three elements was in place so that Helen could completely immerse herself. The situation, which could have been a bit forced, perfectly convinced her with the addition of fantasy magic classes, the rotor, and some spanking punishments.

Thanks to that, Helen enjoyed the desires of the fantasy perfectly without feeling any sense of incongruity.

Personally, it was a satisfactory result.

I could give it an 8 out of 10 or higher.

However, there was one thing that was disappointing.

“Why does this keep auto-completing to my face?”

No matter how many times I touched it during the video screening, the face of the male counterpart in the fantasy was completed as my face.

My face with glasses on.

The first time I noticed it was when I saw my reflection in the window while spanking Helen’s ass. Could it be that the fantasy magic class had an influence?

‘No. It must have been this face from the beginning.’

Because I didn’t make any separate changes.

If so, it wasn’t the fantasy magic subject that had an influence.

If that wasn’t the case, it meant that my image was strongly imprinted in Helen’s mind.

‘Was the memory of when I visited as a one-day instructor that strong? Or maybe the fact that she couldn’t break my fantasy magic had an influence.’

In order to find a clearer reason, it was necessary to spend time researching.

‘Why did she put glasses on me?’

In this fantasy, I created it by perfectly matching her tastes. The perfect man that wouldn’t exist in reality. Intelligence, physique, tall height and handsome appearance, and proper culture and a great voice.

The person created by combining those various elements was me.

Of course, the me reflected in the window in the fantasy had a slightly more toned body and a slightly higher nose bridge than the real me.

It was like a feeling of embodying the handsome me that I sometimes see in the bathroom mirror?

It was a little awkward to see my face with a bit of fantasy buff added.

I was clearly trying to create a fictional character, but my persona was added to the perfect fictional character, creating a new human being.

It was like my face being corrected by 21st-century AI.

“I would come to feel that I am handsome.”

Of course, I tried to fix it several times during the video. No matter what, it was better to avoid exposing my face in the fantasy.

The reason was simple.

If a real person, especially my appearance as a fantasy magician, was constantly exposed, it would be too blatant to feel that it was a fantasy. In addition, if my face appeared in a video facing these desires, it was easy to be misunderstood.

The misunderstanding that I was using fantasy magic to unleash my desires on users.

So I tried to avoid it as much as possible.

But the video had already started, and there was no turning back.

My cock became several times harder than usual due to the sense of depravity of defiling a guest with my face.

If I had put my cock inside like that.

I was sure I would have come as soon as I put it in.

Anyway, I had no choice but to maintain that face until the end of the video.

‘So that’s why she’s more embarrassed…’

I should supplement this part in the next video.

It was surprising that Helen passed over it without saying anything.

‘I thought she would definitely argue about it, given her personality.’

Rather, she was embarrassed and backed down first.

Could it be that she is more immune to this kind of thing than I thought? Or maybe she was satisfied and decided to let it go.

Of course, if I repeated the same mistake, she wouldn’t let it go without saying anything like this, so some modifications were needed.

I looked at the magic circle until Helen came out again, slowly checking why such a problem occurred.

‘Busy, busy.’

***

“Oh, what do I do…”

Helen, who had returned to reality, couldn’t make eye contact with Max.

Was it because of the experience she had in the fantasy?

As soon as she saw Max, the fantasy teacher who had pressured and dominated her in the fantasy came to mind, and her face flushed as if it would explode.

That memory. The voice that urged her. The thick fingers that hit her ass. The large hand that gripped her neck. And that large cock that stirred inside her.

It kept coming to mind.

-You are an inferior student with insufficient education.

It felt like Max would spew out those words at any moment if he opened his mouth.

Because of the case of the loser, I thought I would be fine even if I saw Max.

Although he had forcibly defiled her in the fantasy, Ethan in reality was a member of the lowest class who couldn’t even dare to make eye contact with her.

I thought Max would be the same.

So I looked at Max without thinking.

Was it because my lower belly, my uterus, was throbbing and enjoying the afterglow of the climax I had felt in the fantasy?

As soon as Helen made eye contact with Max, who was smiling at her, she lowered her head.

The Sylvesta heiress avoided eye contact first. It was something that should never have happened.

I should be back in reality.

I should be the Sylvesta heiress.

Why?

Why can’t I make eye contact?

Wasn’t she the one who glared at people and spoke as if she was crushing them?

‘It shouldn’t be any different from the loser, so why…?’

She looked at Max.

Helen inwardly thought that glasses might suit him a little.

What are you thinking right now?

Suit him?

Who?

That pervert teacher?

‘I must be crazy.’

Swish!

Helen washed her body with cold water to shake off the distracting thoughts.

But the feeling of the cold water on her skin was like…

Smack!

-Helen, you’re a failure.

She shuddered, feeling Max’s cold gaze looking down at her.

Her clean body was dirtied again with another liquid.

“Ah… failure…”

Her heart pounded.

As if it would burst.

“As expected, glasses suit the teacher…”

She gently pinched her nipple with her fingers, imagining Max wearing glasses.

***

“Thank you for your hard work. Go back and rest. It would be good to take a day off.”

“…I know.”

Whether it was because she had calmed down while showering, Helen’s voice had a little more strength than before.

Or maybe it was because of the escorts who came to pick her up.

She had to be the Sylvesta princess in front of them.

“Will you come again? If you plan to visit again, I think it would be good to schedule it in advance.”

“Next…?”

“Yes.”

Helen glanced at the escorts who had brought her, then nodded.

“Okay. I’ll come again next time. You better show me a better video then.”

“Understood.”

I registered a new schedule for Helen.

“I hope today’s experience was enjoyable, and please return safely.”

“…Y-yeah.”

Helen left the store as if fleeing.

It seemed like I had gained another regular customer.

“I should close up shop today.”

My body felt heavy.

I also needed to air out the room to get rid of the male scent that filled it to satisfy Helen in her fantasy.

“Good job today.”

***

Victory.

The Empire’s 1st Knight Order returned victorious.

Having subjugated the bandit groups scattered in the east, starting with Mount Mangor.

One might say it was just a bandit subjugation, but Yuris’s victory was always special to the people of the Empire.

The goddess of victory had returned victorious once again.

The Empire is still great.

The fact that the opponent was a weak bandit was not of great significance.

After all, Yuris had already defeated all the remaining formidable enemies of the Empire.

The current event was nothing more than an event enjoyed by the already victorious Empire.

There were hardly any forces left to threaten the Empire right now.

Yuris looked at those who welcomed her, but her heart did not flutter.

“Aren’t you happy?”

As if reading her mind, Vice-Captain Zeco asked her.

“Of course I’m happy. We returned without anyone getting hurt.”

“Then why are you making that expression?”

“Me? What kind of expression did I make?”

“A bored expression.”

“Bored, huh…”

He wasn’t wrong.

There was nothing she could ‘enjoy’ in this battle.

At Zeco’s words, Yuris exclaimed as if she had realized something.

“I see.”

“Yes?”

“I’m not enjoying the victory right now.”

Her eyes, muttering quietly, turned to a place other than the Imperial Palace.