Munetsuchi

It seemed her potential worries were at least understood, but only acknowledged. Given this man's actions she could assume a few things. Of course, there was much more to do with her time than think too much about the potential for teen pregnancy in a magical world. No, she'd not even gotten used to life potentially nor done away with all her original problems, best to compartmentalize, have fun first and deal with everything else later.

Speaking of everything else, she'd managed to come up with a more metaphorical way of referring to the act she was now engaged in. She found it fun to do such things with words, but it wasn't something she truly expected anyone to understand besides her own friends. So imagine her surprise when Mugen mentioned that he liked that little bit of wordplay. She looked up at him quite a bit surprised by the notion and excited. "I'm glad. I kind of do that a lot, so I'll let you know when I come up with other ones~" she stated happily. Yes, this girl was falling into her new life rather easily, all but gone was the boy whom she was punishing with her most spiteful actions. Well, she hadn't forgotten, this was a show after all. And if she was being honest, even without the audience she would have found herself interested in the activity.

Mugen had more to say as well, he was excited and there was danger? What was it? The shadows moving along her body, crawling into her pores. She felt an almost tingling sensation along her entire form where the darkness touched. Even the spaces between her legs were feeling like they were being rubbed against. But almost more pressing then the ever encroaching darkness was this new reference for her. Well, her face immediately reddened, she really liked that, but what was the danger of this sensation she was feeling in her lower body. "I... ah... I'll do my best. But aside from this sensation being a bit... overwhelming, I don't think I understand the danger~" she mused. Ah... what was this. Like a gentle bit of pressure building up between her legs as the wresting and darkness entered her. How very inviting, she'd easily find herself surrendering to that sensation as it caused gentle hiccups in her treatment of Mugen's manhood, but not so much as to stop her actions at all.

According to Kaguya, she experimented with wordplay quite frequently. Debauchery aside, he was very interested in the workings of this one's mind. They'd have plenty of time to explore that later, whenever Mugen wasn't too occupied with the girl's body to properly pick her brain. "I look forward to it. After all, your body isn't the primary reason for our arrangement. Though... it may be he best part," he commented, staring down into the girl's mouth while she lapped at his tool.

One thing remained strange. Kaguya had been making much use of her tongue, but the rest of her mouth remained underutilized. If she used it fully, she'd have a much easier time dealing with his mana in the near future. Luckily for Mugen, he didn't really mind if she never got used to receiving him. Considering how easily she became flustered by a nickname alone, he was bound to have the most entertaining time of this life dealing with her. She was currently claiming she'd try her best while her face was red as blood itself. She may have been doing her best in the way she understood things, but Mugen knew her actual best was far beyond present attempts. "Will you now? I dare say you don't even know what your best could be yet," he claimed. However she interpreted that statement was her prerogative, though there was a peculiar stare sent her way by Mugen. All the while, that darkness was creeping its way up her midriff and deeper inside her body. She'd be consumed in no time at all, he figured.

Mugen looked forward to some potential wordplay in the future, though he fully acknwoeldged her body as being one of her better features. Hm, there was something oddly comforting about being liked for both reasons. Life could have gotten very potentially boring if there wasn't a bit of overlap between various points of interest. "Not the primary reason, still a pretty important reason if this kind of thing is even part of the deal~" Kaguya mentioned her understanding of such a thing and in general accepted the compliment.

The use of Kaguya's mouth the way she went about things, was probably a thing of oddity. But in her current understanding this thing she was wrestling with was outside of her own knowledge and logic. Her curiosity was being slowly but surely piqued as time went on though... and a nagging itch at the back of her mind had her passively accepting an extreme molestation and squirming under its attention. Beyond that those strokes of her tongue were becoming wetter and less precise, if she had to compare the desire to something it seemed to function like one to eat. "Well now is always a step towards the eventual... whatever my best is will only go one way..." she said having a pretty firm bit of confidence in herself. Not to the point of arrogance but instead just a belief in her own condition. That nagging desire to eat seemed to grow as more of her body was consumed by the dark and wandering tentacles. "I'm starting to feel really strange, Mugen-sama..." she mentioned. Ah, she had no reference for what this should feel like to start with, but a strange bit of build up and then the desire for more seemed perfectly capable of leading her naturally in the right direction. The movement of her tongue and breasts would eventually pause near his tip and that would be explored as well, until it disappeared into her mouth as her chest moved down. Strange... she always felt this would be a thankless bit of work. But now... it seemed fun.

The 'deal' as it stood, was far beyond what had been explained to Kaguya. It didn't seem something she'd say no to any part of, however. If she would have rejected any individual part of the arrangement now... then she wouldn't by the time said topic was raised. Such was evident shortly after Kaguya spoke of her 'best' being an ever-growing thing, in the roundabout way she claimed. The girl seemed almost entranced after that declaration, watching his manhood as if she had some peculiar intentions with it. Well, that all made sense. By now, he expected a sense of sheer desire to be solidifying itself within her. One could only have contact for so long before they felt an urge, or even a need to complete the mana transfer in some way. Kaguya proved quite resilient in that regard; she'd been on the receiving end of his energy for quite some time.

She felt... strange. Mugen could easily assume 'strange' simply meant Kaguya didn't understand the current feeling. Judging by her taste in partners before coming to Alaya, he couldn't be surprised at all. "I wonder why~" he quipped. Just then, the tip of his tool was taken between her lips. Good. He'd been wondering how long it would be. Ah, but her previous efforts hadn't come to an end as a result. How interesting. "Still at it, eh? You're something else~" he said as mana began swelling in his groin. By now, Kaguya's breasts would be encased by darkness as well. She'd find nothing impeding her own use of them, but she'd also find a growing intensity to the absolute molestation happening all over. Even the shadows creeping into both her lower holes would feel almost physical at this point.

Kaguya's firm belief in her own abilities, was something she developed over a period of self-reliance. Whatever other things were part of this 'deal' she'd made to be a student in this new world, she would be sure to make her considerations and do whatever she felt was right. Speaking of things feeling right, she knew that she felt quite strange, but couldn't quite place the sort of sensation she was currently dealing with. That being said, it seemed that Mugen had no problem with the sort of progress she was choosing to make, though he didn't seem to have an answer about her strange feeling. Whatever that was, she supposed she'd deal with it as it came.

But the movements of her chest and mouth were now her prime occupation. Though little moans were beginning to escape the girl as she took breaths. Why was this? Well, those shadows were rather furiously touching her, they weren't just doing that though, they were filling her, molesting her, touching her. There was heat in her body seeming to spread tingles around the whole of her body. She felt... like something was coming. Something great... the sensations only seemed to be building more and more. She'd not stopped her own motions and yet she felt as if her brain was melting. "Aaaah♥!~" her mouth hadn't even been withdrawn but opened more as she moaned a climax she'd not known fully was building and it spilled over as she went about this action. Her skin was tingling, she seemed to have gained a great deal of sensation in all her body. She seemed so extra sensitive and everywhere those shadows touched her now seemed to be making the sensation way more intense.

Kaguya was beginning to progress at a much more acceptable pace. The more contact she made with Mugen, the more interested in the endeavor he became. Just the same, his additional interest's accompanying mana-based molestation seemed to produce interesting effects on her end. He did say he could let her experience orgasm with a single look. Perhaps this was a bit more than what he claimed before, but it was effective nonetheless. Mugen did always enjoy accomplishing things without lifting a finger. Ah, and he even got to watch as the girl moaned aloud without even abandoning his tip to do so. Her subconscious thirst for his mana couldn't have been made more clear in the moment. As such... he'd be sure that thirst was quenched.

"Ara~! You make an interesting sound," he said. Something almost resembling a snicker passed Mugen's lips then, but it had nothing to do with Kaguya. Why did he seem more amused than normal? Well, that was Miyuki's fault. That brat sitting on his knees was confused by the goings-on, having no earthly idea why Kaguya was suddenly so audible. If he didn't know what an orgasm was, he was about to find out for certain. Ah, and... so was Kaguya. "Well, there's yours. Ready for mine?" he asked. As things worked differently in this world than the one she came from, Mugen would easily be capable of ejaculation on demand. If he felt agreement in her heart or mind for even a moment, the demon would be spewing large quantities of power directly into the human girl's mouth. It may have even been a bit much, but... the contents of the Void were plentiful, so she'd have to adjust to large surges of power and knowledge at some point.

Orgasm was such an interesting thing. It was such an all encompassing feeling that was so right, Kaguya was left to wonder what the purpose of sex was without it. She truly could count herself a virgin if this was what she should have been feeling and she got from it nothing of the sort. What was more, she found herself questioning all of humanity for its continued existence of researched statistics were to be believed. And then there was Mugen, commenting on the sound she made while reaching said climax with his rod still in her mouth. What an embarrassing but interesting thing to say, she found herself liking it and wishing to squirm a bit from the implication.

But there was no real time for squirming. Apparently, her own finish was something which meant he was up next. She supposed she couldn't really find fault in such logic. What she knew of sex said this likely wasn't going to be as enjoyable as everything leading up to it, but she was fair and wouldn't deny anyone happiness who gave it to her in return. Ah... the agreement was made and rather suddenly there was a mass quantity of fluid spilling into her mouth. Her body didn't want to back away though! It slipped down her throat and rather suddenly she understood some random things about this world. 'SERIOUSLY!' An exhale through her nose would have her throat moving to swallow down all that was spilled and as she exhaled there was a certain heat. What?! Eventually when the spill was done she backed away her tongue traveling over her now puffy lips and her body still squirming in the shadows unreleased and of course there was some spillage upon her cheeks. "Ugh, there was so much, it was so hot, spicy!" well that was likely misleading just a bit but her brain was processing a lot of information right at the moment it would take a moment or two for her to finish her thoughts."Why does it work like that?! I mean... that's not a complaint, and its like really cool to learn that way but like... what?! Who did this? And why is it spicy? I mean I like spicy food, wasabi is my favorite part of sushi and all but it's so much!" she exclaimed. Ah, some of that was sexual and some of it wasn't. She was still red faced, and further still impressed. She'd gotten the orgasm she was seeking and learned about knowledge in this world and some of its mechanics. It was all flowing through her brain right now. "Cram school could have been way easier... is all I am saying," she summarized. 'Why is there no one here to appreciate how fucking cool this is!'

Immediate acceptance resulted in Kaguya having a fair amount of mana to consume. She did so, and with that, there was some modicum of knowledge delivered to her. Even so, the girl questioned multiple things. Why did things work this way? Why was his ejaculate spicy? Who did it? There were many things to sort through, but the answers were easy to find. If she looked at Mugen, she'd find him staring her in the face while tapping his own temple. "Take a moment to think," he said. All the answers she sought were in the fluid she just consumed. Magical signatures and sensory were the cause behind the flavor. She was able to learn because mana was a conductor of all things in this world. As for who the cause was... it traced somewhere back to creation itself, long before Mugen and this world were born. No living person on Alaya could answer that question, he thought.

"Cram school, eh? I suppose you could call this cram school. You know, me being your teacher, the impending cramming. It works, right?" he joked. One would find Mugen no less erect than he'd been in the beginning. He wouldn't have bothered with the transfer of knowledge just yet, but he figured doing so would speed things along. He and Kaguya had many experiences ahead of them. Oh, and... so did Miyuki, who had just about started weeping despite the firmness of his own erection. The scene before him was so depressing and so... hot? He shouldn't have thought that, but his eyes were drawn to the splotch on Kaguya's cheek, and he found it infinitely appealing. Mugen took note of that. "Is that what you're into, Shounen? What a shame; it won't be yours," Mugen stated, simultaneously reaching out to drag that splotch from Kaguya's cheek, all the way to her lip. "Now, where were we? I think a lesson in flexibility is in order, don't you? You should be able to handle the rest now~♥"

A list of streaming questions came from Kaguya, but her teacher told her to take a moment and think. Ah, a bunch of information had just flowed directly into her head, and now she needed to organize and sort through it. She had valid questions going on in her head, and needed to answer them. Her head was organized strangely like a single trunk. She would have called it a memory box and opening it would lead to her moving past various compartments and finding things of importance. The newest compartment was one concerning the magical world. "Mana conducts everything and interacts with senses. Because of this everyone's mana signature is different according to their disposition and alignment and individuality. I can receive knowledge this way for the same reason though I still need to process it. Liking the way it tastes belies compatibility. Sou ka, and it's just the way the world works..." she murmured. Alright. Well, that was an interesting extra potential effect of sex. At the very least doing it made more sense now than it ever would in the world they came from. Well, the fun of it apparently aside.

As for her commentary on cram school, his joke made her giggle. It was quite the happy sound. That one was exactly the sort of off-shoot she would have expected from someone else who understood the one wonders of wordplay. To her knowledge such people were few and far between but at least this man was rather interesting. But after giggling she also took note of his current suggestion. Apparently he was looking towards the lad on the floor. She wasn't so absent to assume that maybe he couldn't hear that boy's thoughts, but it was no concern of hers what he wanted. Still such splotch was being dragged across her face to her lips, her instincts made her drag her tongue across his fingers. Well, if it didn't taste bad, contained energy and maybe knowledge, letting anything go to waste was just bad for business. Speaking of waste, there was a single misconception left in the lass and that concerned continuing.

Apparently she was due a lesson in flexibility. And given that information she looked at him and noticed his still pulsing rod. Her mouth opened a little like she was going to say something but all that occurred was an o shape being created. "Right, no rest breaks huh? A snack... some stretching?" she said in an almost joking manner but her eyes were now fixed as well and the information in her head said, she could actually accept that girth into her body, even if the world didn't want her to. "Hai, onegaishimasu~" the girl said as she rose giving her shoulders a little twist and her hips a little shake. She wasn't a bad athlete or anything like that. This shouldn't break her, but it was definitely going to be a filling experience. Why did she like that as an idea? Oh well, "So, what did you have in mind?" she asked of the demon in the chair. What kind of flexibility was she expected to show off right now?

All the information Kaguya needed to have her questions answered, was right there in her head. Her ability to recall it should have been astounding, but Mugen expected nothing less of his apprentice. She took only a moment to collect every answer she needed. Furthermore, she appeared satisfied to have that ability. It seemed they could move on, as Mugen already intended.

The moment he saw the reproductive fluid of a demon dragged to Kaguya's mouth to be subsequently lapped up by her tongue, Miyuki sank lower than he'd ever been before. Could he sink lower still? Well, yes; Mugen knew that. He'd seen that. Whatever the case, it was of little concern to the demon. His only use for the boy was keeping Kaguya's spite active and close enough to the forefront of her mind. Instead though, her primary thoughts were about his shocking ability to continue their sexual endeavors. As for rest breaks, snacks and stretching... surely she understood. "Of course; all of those things," Mugen said plainly, albeit with a disturbing grin on his face. "You've had your snack already. Now, I'm going to stretch you until you break," he continued, plainly as before even with an undertone of menace. That boy started furiously shaking enough to make a fair amount of noise. As he did so, however, Mugen continued addressing Kaguya. "As I said. You're going to break today. Don't worry; you'll love it more than anything else. But, first thing..." Finally, Mugen rose from his chair. He stepped around Kaguya, taking the side of her opposite to the grounded Miyuki. He leaned into her ear to whisper a few additional words. "It might be a good idea to say goodbye. You're not going to be the same person in a minute, Kuraihime-chan~♥"

Kaguya was using her brain properly and that was an exciting prospect to the lass. Actually, this whole learning thing wouldn't be half bad, it even came with the physical type of interruption someone like her enjoyed so that she could concentrate better. Speaking of concentrating there was the matter of a positional change and apparently a very different interpretation of the more human form of sexual activity. She'd had her snack, given the way mana worked as energy that made sense. He was grinning at her in quite the disturbing manner but somehow it was only more attractive by the moment. And now she was going to be stretched until she broke.

She couldn't even think about the implications of that. It sounded so violent but also not like something she should avoid. She wasn't known for thinking very long about things, she'd willingly started this little journey, she had no issue taking her time stepping into it. Ah, but there was almost a noise wasn't there. The lad who'd been tied up watching this entire time, the one she'd been spitefully forcing to witness the 'slutty' behavior he believed her capable of was distraught. Why? Beyond that she was told not to worry about her breaking she'd love it more than anything else. Her mouth opened and that silent o happened again as she took his meaning. But a single whispered sentence came to her about saying goodbye to Shirogane Miyuki as she wouldn't be the same person in a few minutes. That new nickname of hers was included and it caused her face to redden slightly. And now she turned and looked down at the lad on the floor. In the moment she took him in she smiled and hers, was just as disturbing as the one that had been presented by Mugen, but maybe worse as she had a certain level of menace and still the spite. "Sayonara, Shirogane." she said just those two words, knowing even without anything extra that she had no real intention of allowing herself to sink into whatever filth this lad had left to taint her with. She'd made a choice, and severance was being served in two simple words.

Two words were offered as Kaguya turned toward the sniveling boy. Sayonara, she said. Mugen thought her choice was interesting. Among the words she could have used, she chose one that was the most... final. Two males were in this room, and both took special note of that particular decision. Miyuki sat wide-eyed and distressed, while Mugen stood wide-grinned and exhilarated. "Kuhuhuhu~!" the demon laughed. This day could hardly get any better.

Ah, but it could get a bit better with some physical relief. The darkness that had been creeping up Kaguya's form took her legs by force, lifting them both straight into the air. She wouldn't be flipped upside-down as a result, however. No, as Mugen pressed himself against her back, Kaguya's legs alone would be moved. The remainder of Mugen's clothes faded away to produce a connection of flesh he'd been waiting to experience for some time, his chest against the girl's back. "Now for the stretch~" he said while both arms hooked around the lass's elevated thighs. In that moment, she'd be able to see the demon's rod jutting out in front of her. It seemed he was a bit preoccupied, but that, too, was part of the plan. He did say she had to want it; she also had to choose it. "I think it's your turn now. You've ditched the deadweight; time to give yourself to darkness. Make sure you mean it."

Kaguya offered her goodbyes to her former boyfriend. She was sure she was done, even without any real discussion of it. If she was going to be a different person, she'd fully embrace it, as freely as she wished. Here and now, she planned to start her life with a new connection. The laugh of Mugen was something she was starting to enjoy quite a bit, regardless of the supposed distress she'd caused Miyuki. He'd caused her just as much, it was only fair. And now... she do something he'd assumed he could manipulate out of her.

Her legs were suddenly being drawn up by shadows. Of course, she was only human but she wasn't inflexible. Though it held a little bit of a stinging sensation it was far from uncomfortable. Soon enough there was warm muscled flesh pressed against her back and arms hooked under her legs. Ooh? That was quite nice to feel and as she looked down her body with all of his clothing faded she could see the object of her newfound desires. He was speaking once more, it was time for the stretch, apparently that applied to both of them in some ways. Apparently, this was her turn. She had to choose it, to want it. Well... she definitely wanted it... and she'd definitely choose it. Dainty hands made their way down her body to create the alignment. She was taking slow and steady breaths. She was rationalizing that she wanted it. Knowing feeling in her soul it would work even if it was a tight squeeze. She'd choose Mugen and his darkness in this new world before anything else. She'd manuever that rod until it made contact with her undercarriage. it would slip around her folds until the hole into her depths was found. It'd be aligned specially her own machinations making sure it stayed where she wanted it to be. "Okaerinasai, Mugen-sama!♥~" she mused. Her word choices would remain pointed. A final ending a welcome home, for the person in charge of the path she chose. If she was to hold his knowledge, he could make himself at home in her. Yes... that sounded like the right decision. Besides the magical aspects, this was all pretty hot, now that she was thinking about it, sex should always be this entertaining, she decided.

Once more, Kaguya's hands were making contact with his girth. Mugen found himself enjoying her touch, actually. Her touch was not as experienced as Miwa, but it was not wholly inexperienced either. At the very least, there was a certain knowledge of functionality applied with a dash of innocence to flavor the experience. Beyond the special quirkiness this one had to her methods, there was purpose. She steeled herself to wedge him between her folds. Once Mugen felt the kiss of her lower lips, he also heard an interestingly wholesome welcome. Home, she called it. How very blunt.

How would Mugen respond to that very direct welcome? Well, he'd respond as he always intended, albeit with fitting verbalization. "Tadaima, Kuraihime-chan~♥" he replied. Just then, it was time for their joining. Damned be the world and its refusal to accept his kind mating with mortals. Mugen thrusted his hips with force, aiming to squeeze his way between the human's folds against the will of fate itself. Frankly, he enjoyed this difference. Miwa had been more easily capable of receiving him, but there was always something special about having to work at a task. He felt a mighty squeeze while working tirelessly against a metaphysical barrier trying its damnedest to prevent further penetration. Though Mugen found most things quite effortless, he was grunting ─ even growling during that long, difficult, yet strangely satisfying entry. Thinking about it, Mugen decided he liked this part of the show better. He could feel the despair of Miyuki watching his former partner be taken in slow motion. He could feel karma taking its toll, manifesting in the atmosphere as his own power... which, bit by bit, was making its way into Kaguya.

One door closed and another one opened. Ah, how very interesting it was to be held like this and feel the start of a push well into her depths. This girl could almost laugh at herself for thinking she wasn't a virgin when men like this existed in any world. Strangely, despite the immense amount of debauchery that was about to take place or rather that was starting, the beginning was wholesome words of welcome and acceptance. He was home, at least, he would be when the world stopped arguing about it.

He was pushing into her core, and she was accepting. At every movement she was remembering to accept. She'd thought the first time she'd had sex was rough but this was... a special brand of problematic. It was so much pressure, it truly felt like she was stretching beyond the boundaries that her body would allow. She couldn't explain the sensation, but it was way more intense than any other sexual experience she could have had. Even so, she wasn't displeased. She was mentally anguishing practically squealing... and gently begging as the penetration continued. "Come on, come on... come on..." so soft were those words but they were quite close to being a demand. She wanted, this... she needed this. She didn't care if the world didn't want it, she did, so why did it matter! That despairing boy had earned this loss, she wanted to win, she deserved to win. She'd take her win! Yes, that was the type of life she wanted. She'd take from Mugen, she'd accept the darkness as it entered her body and it'd comply with her whims... this was what she wanted. And it would start with her body, she'd have it change to physically accept she'd use any method she needed to conscious or otherwise for the sake of this experience.

Mugen anticipated difficulty lodging himself into the girl, but even he hadn't foreseen this. During all that buildup before penetration, he expected a brief struggle and a sudden break beyond the world's resistance. Instead, what he found was a painstakingly slow insertion that had him feeling every fiber of Kaguya's womanhood contorting around him. This was better. The girl seemed to be finding pleasantries of her own, going so far as to urge on penetration with her words. One person in this room wanted nothing more than for a rejection to occur, even for things to reverse. Instead, what the human male got to see was even more of Mugen's girth forcing its way in.

"Come on, come on? Kuhu! That isn't going to work," said Mugen. The shadows around Kaguya's body were on the move as well, accumulating around his rod and flooding Kaguya's entrance even beyond the point he'd reached thus far. If what she wanted was to accept this entry, she had to do just a bit more than want it. "Humans really get into the physical part here, right? Why don't you... use that? I left you your hands, and... well, everything else~' Mugen said. Perhaps there was more than a single meaning to the statement. He knew of physical stimuli as humans enjoyed them, but beyond that, he knew there was a surefire way to reject the world as it refused mating with a demon. Becoming a demon oneself using mana already consumed, would undoubtedly cause the world to fail. Two demons couldn't be stopped at all. Of course, Mugen figured the lass was already well on her way to that discovery. . .

Kaguya was experiencing something that was great but just shy of amazing. The lack of her actually descending further down on his cock was distressing in away, she'd been quietly willing it to happen but apparently this wouldn't be enough. Mugen actually spoke in a surprisingly straight-forward way about the whole of it. Ah, he claimed the physicality of humans was to be exploited in the meantime. He pointed out that he'd left her the use of her body for the most part. Her brows furrowed rather gently at the notion but she smiled just the same. "That's... uh, surprisingly direct coming from you, Mugen-sama!~" she mused just lightly. She was still human and the world didn't enjoy this union. As such she'd have to use her body to fix that problem. The easiest fix in this particular case, would be to become not human. Miyuki had mentioned earlier that this was the video game world associated with the disappearances. She'd not gotten around to playing, but she understood the base of that sort of thing.

"Alright then," a different sort of acceptance took place. She began to burn up the energy almost subconsciously within her own body. Why, to convert herself from a human who couldn't accept this man into something that could. Maybe it wouldn't be enough but she might as well enjoy it. As the pressure increased in her loins she shifted her head gently. Surely he'd have no problem offering her a bit more, right? She aimed to press their lips together and swirl her tongue around in his mouth. And as she did, she began to shift, from the top of her form first. That ribbon holding her hair exploded and her hair seemed to extend quite a ways down her body. It was black on the outside, but had a strange blue hue within. And when she opened her eyes again, they'd be an eerie glowing teal color. The rest of her body was following along the shift would occur in the downward motion and as it did.... she'd become less human and more demonic.

Were his words direct? He must have been losing his touch, if so. Mugen figured he was giving the usual amount of nearly-misleading information, but it seemed what Kaguya got from it was the answer meant to be less obvious ─ even moving well beyond the clearer step to be taken. Oh well; the results would be interesting nonetheless. Obviously, she wasn't keen on letting the world reject their connection. Mugen was no more accepting of impediment, though he was willing to permit it for the time being.

In a matter of moments, Kaguya's soul began to undergo a change he'd never spectated. That darkness creeping its way into her was accepted in such a way as to be metabolized, not quite making his offering her own, but making herself more like what she received. Ah, she was actually becoming a demon in her own right. Mugen could feel the world's resistance slipping as easily as he saw that hair ornament burst. Miyuki had no idea what sort of demonic possession was happening, but his opinion never mattered anyway. Mugen knew what was happening. He knew the reason for that change in hair and eyes, and he knew how great the transition would be.

More importantly, there was one thing for Miyuki to understand clearly. Kaguya took it upon herself to twist her neck, turning her head to face Mugen. As if it wasn't bad enough to see their lips in contact, Miyuki could see both of their tongues oscillating against each other. He could see the moisture glistening between one tongue and another. Could he... hear it? If nothing else, he thought he could hear it. The view was perhaps the most disturbing thing Miyuki had ever seen, though he still couldn't look away for how absolutely salacious it all was.

Even if he didn't intend for them to be, the more recent words spoken by Mugen held a certain clarity for Kaguya. It was a thing of goodness by her understanding as she had a desire for a certain outcome and would do all that she could within her power to make that happen. That being said, she had every intention of enjoying herself along the way... including but not limited to that rather intense dance of tongues she was currently engaged in.

Whether she fully understood what her body was doing or not, more and more changes were being made to her as this exchange took place. Though her figure didn't change by much her body was certainly shifting to accommodate this new form of existence. In fact, the more it happened the more she was able to accept her body soon seemed to be slackening in resistance which only heightened the pleasure of the experience. Her body was already pressed against this man's back and her loins were already practically dripping. Now that friction and pressure felt more, manageable. Like it would still be quite the squeeze but it would definitely be gratifying once it reached the end of her body. The boy in the floor could obsess and weep if he wished, the spite in her soul said never would he even think he'd be capable of trying to have her. How strange, she didn't think she'd been that angry initially. Ah, but it made this kiss and her descent so much more fulfilling.

One thrust was taking a very long time. Oh, how worthwhile the time spent was. Mugen was pleasantly surprised by how quickly Kaguya sought oneness with him. Of course, he still felt karma in place. Even now, much of what she did was an act of spite against Miyuki. Many would have preferred being a bigger focus, but Mugen was not among that number. He was actually even more elated, if only because her spiteful nature meant she was becoming more like him. Becoming more like him, meant she was becoming even more suitable than she already was ─ which was a feat in itself.

Whatever the case, at least two people in this room were enjoying the back-and-forth of saliva. Actually, the number was three... but that still didn't matter. Mugen noted a lack of difference between the moisture of Kaguya's mouth and loins. She was becoming something great, and she was doing so quickly. As if rewarded by her decision to undergo massive change, Kaguya would be entered more deeply by the demon to whom she offered herself. The world's limitations could only hold them back so much when they were both in agreement. At this point, it seemed to have been bested enough to permit half of a full entry. Once more, Mugen didn't seem to mind. Besides, having Kaguya's mouth to keep him occupied was a suitable distraction while also being a thing that would further enable their... unholy union, so to speak.

This one thrust felt like it was taking longer than the girl's entire first sexual experience from start to finish. It was somehow positive irrespective of the world trying to stop them from making it happen. Of course, her choice to become that which the world could not control, seemed to be furthering her progress quite a bit. At the half-way mark a tiny moan fell past her open mouth as her tongue danced against Mugen's. Everything she'd done, had been her own choice, from the start of this interaction to her growing shift in form. Every step forward she took, was a lash outward, not just at the boy on the floor, but at all of them for their lies.

Granted, given what this was actually like when someone knew what they were doing, she assumed this could very well be the thing she enjoyed most about life now. She was curious about the world, she did want to know things, but... sex was great and she had no reason to abstain. Ah, well there was the one reason, but that wasn't a problem for now. No, right just now, she was too busy enjoying. She was too busy pushing towards satisfaction and gratification. That shift in her form was making its way deeper still. Her hips fleshed out along with strangely an almost inviting pulse seeming to start somewhere near her womb. Her hips were almost wiggling as she desired a descent. A plunge was coming and it was something she was sure she wanted even as her form was settling a from head to foot. It was being reinforced by the swapping of saliva. How interesting that something considered so sultry was actually quite helpful if one's desire was to ingest mana and thus transform their being.

The two were at a precipice of evolution, not only in a way that applied to Kaguya's new form. Soon, they would become a unit in a manner this world accepted by force of their combined will. As their tongues sloshed about between and within their mouths, Mugen never stopped pushing forward with his hips. He could have made this a lot easier long ago. Of course, doing so would have been a great risk. Could Kaguya have overcome such a thing? He thought so, but he also found this method more fun. It was always worthwhile to take time and smell the proverbial roses when exploring the taboo.

Ah, but Mugen believed they had both waited long enough. The power within Kaguya was undoubtedly reaching a boiling point with haste, so he saw only positives in the potential of... instantly tipping her over the edge, in the multitude of ways such a phrase could be taken. His eyes were drawn to narrow slits, glowing as he stared into hers. Her tongue tasted of his mana, but her loins needed much more. So then... he'd give more. Against the world's order, Mugen flexed his very soul against the human girl's existence, leaving her to do with the circumstance as she pleased. This effort allowed that continuous thrust to break through 'reality' as the world dictated, and... that wasn't all it broke through. One sudden burst lodged the demon fully into Kaguya's body. His jewels slapped against her undercarriage, though perhaps that wouldn't be her primary concern? Perhaps she'd be more interested in the bypassing of her cervix ─ something he even neglected to mention as a possibility earlier. Oh well. Surely she'd quickly adjust to having his girth wedged in her womb. If she didn't... well, she'd have even more to deal with in a matter of moments.

Evolution. That wasn't something that Kaguya had considered until they were already engaged. Mugen was pushing forward and gravity was helping to shift her down. Though maybe that wasn't the case, maybe that twitching in her womb space was like her body trying to pull it in. Perhaps there were some lessons she couldn't properly idealize from someone who didn't share the same body parts? Oh well, she was about to find out something rather interesting.

Her eyes were open to slits already, and soon she found Mugen looking into her eyes as well. His were glowing, it was so nice. And there was still more to come, a random push happened and it wasn't just a little more taken. No, Mugen pushed as far as he could which was well past Kaguya's understanding of the entire thing. His cock pushed past what she would have assumed was the end of her and lodged itself against her womb. It was such a myriad of sensation to go along with her strange feelings. Her body convulsed, and her loins tightened and released themselves around that promising push. Her eyes had widened, her tongue had gone limp, she was even drooling just a little, both from her loins and from her mouth. How... satisfying.

It wasn't just that it was fully a gratifying experience, no... she also felt so tingly. She'd never felt this sort of connection before and though she had no independent understanding of it... she felt fully like accepting it. This was it. The height of experience, the truth of her new existence. She loved this, and it was fine. As she accepted mana seemed to be solidifying in her body. She seemed to have established some sort of connection to Mugen and beyond that it felt like the realest sort of connection. That inviting darkness would find nothing but welcome within this girl's mind, body and soul... she could do this, she could enjoy this, she could be pleased by this every step of the way. The entirety of her being was open to acceptance as she rode the wave of the most intense orgasm of her rather young life. It was quite the core memory.

A core memory was being formed on three fronts. While Kaguya would remember this moment so far flung from the life she knew previously, Mugen would recall the moment of claiming and evolution. Miyuki, on the other hand, would be recalling a moment of great loss combined with the most erotic thing he'd ever seen. He thought that thrust should have literally split the girl. That it didn't, somehow made it more incredible to witness. 'Shinomiya is... is... getting wrecked. It's so sexy!' he thought. Over time, it was as if Miyuki was observing pornographic media instead of having his girlfriend snatched away and mated by a demon. He couldn't argue with how tight his pants felt, nor how pleasant it was to keep his legs squirming while observing this debauchery. He may have hated everything happening for emotional purposes, but as a thing of sexual deviance, it was far beyond the greatest thing ever.

Things would only get better from there. Mugen finally had the satisfaction of landing where he intended. He took that limp tongue of Kaguya's between his own lips, sucking at the drool that just about dripped from it. It was rude to just take a bit of mana away like that, though, wasn't it? He'd keep that in mind. More importantly, there was a moment of overstimulation that he intended to take advantage of. What sort of demon would he be if he let Kaguya recover? Well, he certainly wouldn't be himself if he did so. With that in mind, Mugen pulled back immediately while Kaguya still rode the wave of pleasure. Over half his length was retracted ─ enough to tug the gate to her womb without removing himself from it. In the very next breath, Mugen was ramming himself right back in. He seemed to enjoy the sensation of his balls slapping against her folds, so he thought to repeat it. Moments before, Mugen had considered offering another gift... but he thought the better of it. No, there was a place for karma to work its magic once more. He wouldn't be taking that moment unto himself, as such. . .

Core memories. The ones being created this day were likely to stick around though as far as Kaguya was concerned not all of them were necessary either. Kaguya's focus would be concentrated for the moment on Mugen. After that push which led him as far into her depths as she was sure it was possible to get without actually killing her, he was busy sucking her tongue. How fun, it was erotic. Ah, and there was something else, there was a withdrawal almost. She could feel it within her own core, as if he was truly lodged within it and couldn't or wouldn't withdraw. She wasn't even fully recovered from the first movement when he was rather suddenly slamming into her body again. It was like having her brain rewired, or maybe like heating a strange internal fire. Her eyes were already glowing, they widened when they opened. He'd already sucked drool from her tongue, now she had practically hiccupped from the force alone.

It was a mind-blowing experience. She was pretty sure she had still been the middle of her orgasm and now her body was quivering as a result. How could anyone have judged her for the experience she'd had, when it was nothing compared to this. Oh...the spite was still there. As she opened her eyes her gaze shifted down to the squirming lad on the floor. He was enjoying this. He liked watching her engage this way? Was this what this was? Did all those stupid boys spend all their spare time claiming she'd participated in sexual deviance with them, only to not even know it. Really?! It was hurtful as a thought, that so many people were content to try and ruin her life, because of how they felt about themselves. Moreover, this lad on the floor was only made worse in the moment, because she'd believed in him. That was a horrible line of thought to have while someone was plunging further into her depths than she'd ever likely know.

Regardless of everyone else's opinion on things, Mugen was ecstatic. He felt a great many things from Kaguya, and more still due to Miyuki's inclusion. Karma was active in a way he rarely saw in this world, much less in person. There was even more occurring once Kaguya cast her gaze on the boy, as her thoughts were now capable of doing more than what Mugen originally intended. She had a certain power now, whether she knew and accepted it or not. Miyuki could no longer be considered Miyuki alone. No, her thoughts would be conflating his image with every other person who slighted her in a similar way. If he was the worst of them, he would become the host of their memories in the way he manifested here.

Just as before, however, Mugen would refrain from explaining ─ or even addressing ─ matters involving the boy. He caught wind of that hiccup-like noise made by Kaguya during that secondary thrust. In that very moment, he hyper-fixated even more than he did previously. The demon retreated slightly from her face, sucking against her tongue until it was naturally freed from his mouth. Once more, he'd retreat from her loins and immediately ram his way in again. Only when he'd managed that, would he speak. "You've gone silent. Don't make that creature's mind the only thing I'm hearing. I'm interested in knowing about all the new interests you've acquired from this new form~" he rambled. Mugen wouldn't be stopping at a third thrust just because he had words to share. Instead, he took the time of speaking to grab her breast with one hand, even though that same arm still kept her leg very much elevated. A bit of groping would occur only in addition to a fourth thrust. Perhaps that one was badly timed, considering how he was awaiting a response to his interest. Oh well; he was always one to advocate distraction anyway. In fact... he'd go ahead for a fifth and sixth, whether Kaguya could articulate a retort or not. He would be stopping there however, just in case it was necessary.

The feeling of Karma wasn't something Kaguya understood in any normal way. She felt annoyed and saddened by the actions leading up to this event and as such she found herself lashing out. She'd described herself previously as impulsive and her impulses currently involved making the boy known known as Miyuki suffer as she enjoyed herself. But it wasn't just him, the more she looked at him the more faces she saw. Other boys who'd asked her out on dates or accompanied her in various situations only to spread lies about her when the end result matched the effort placed. Why did they think themselves entitled to her body and attention? She wondered this fully and saw Miyuki once more, she might have once thought him deserving of her but he was false in his approach and thus also wasn't worthy, maybe he was even most at fault for making her believe even for a moment that he might have been worth it. She felt it as a pang of pure terror as she considered the what-ifs of this scenario.

Luckily, or unluckily for her thoughts she wasn't exactly being left alone to ponder the truth. Her body wanted her attention elsewhere and so did Mugen to some great extent. How was she certain of this? Well, he spoke on wanting to hear of her developing desires. He was ramming into her core repeatedly, only stopping after a handful of strokes. Well, much to her own liking each forward push and retreat shot a dangerous tingle of desire straight into her womb. She was certain this was how one developed that breeding kink. She shouldn't be too quiet she'd comment but it'd be broken up between thrusts per Mugen's own actions. "Mugen─" that name extended through a hiccup as he pushed and pulled aagainst her. "Sama, if you do it like that..." another pause occurred. "I won't be able to thin-ukkkk~" she had moaned instead of speaking. "Of anything else~" she finished up. Ah well, the whole thought had gotten out. "You're not going to leave me like this right, Mugen-sama?~" she asked him wiggling her hips just a bit after that last stroke seeming to want something else. "I was thinking I am missing something even like this it isn't quite... ippai~" she chimed. Ah, that last word was another strange one. It meant full but it was more like fully filled, or rather to capacity and hinted at a remainder. And in context held a specific connotation to her being the container in need of filling. Obviously she was full enough with just his cock ramming about inside of her, but... there was step missing and it was something she'd not yet fully experienced. Well, it was another thing she should experience, regardless of the risks right. This kind of behavior is what they thought of her. It was the kind of thing they wanted and lied about. It in this context was also the kind of thing she wanted, and she was accepting of Mugen and all his taboo nature, so... why not?!

In becoming more than just a manifestation of Shirogane Miyuki, the boy took on a wider host of emotion in regards to the scene unfolding before him. From one moment to another, he had slightly differing thoughts about Kaguya's actions. Primarily, he had positive thoughts peppered with jealousy. Watching Kaguya be stretched by an impossible amount was a thing to dream about. If only he could be the one doing it, things would be better... or would it? He'd never be able to go at it himself with what he had to offer. Besides, how would he see it all from this angle in that case? Maybe Miyuki had been thinking about things wrong before. Maybe he should have embraced, even enabled, the idea of Kaguya being a slut. Yes, he could have gotten her into a number of situations that gave this kind of view. Actually... he could even get involved. Even right this moment, if that demon had only laid claim to the girl's ass instead, he could have fit. Alternatively, she could just be leaned forward for a spit-roasting, which would allow him an experience while he could still see her taken from behind. Such wonderful thoughts he had. Alas, he couldn't think of a single way to express such desire while keeping his perfect appearance.

Mugen rather enjoyed taking advantage of the girl's inability. It only became a better experience when he was said inability's trigger from the start. Such a special thing was the single sentence broken multiple times by his thrusting. What was she saying, though? Apparently, she wouldn't be able to think of 'anything else' if his actions kept up. "Ara? Is there anything else worth thinking of?" he asked. Furthermore, Kaguya expressed her displeasure with the idea of being left a certain way. She was... missing something, apparently. Ah. The time had come already, it seemed. A certain fullness was desired, as presented in another flavorful way. "Ippai? Developed that 'breeding fetish', have we?" he questioned further. With that inquiry on the proverbial table, his thrusting began anew. This time, he had no intention of stopping after a few 'simple' pumps. Kaguya would just have to deal with a continuous battering while he built up a reserve a mana within his groin. The moment was already going to be a reality-breaking one, so... why shouldn't he break the world a bit harder when the time came?

From one moment to another, Kaguya got to experience a strange amount of distaste. Miyuki and all the men like him who loved to think about sex with her, but wanted to shame her for even perhaps participating were so contradictory in nature that Kaguya couldn't make sense of them. Of course, she didn't really have to make it logical, she did however have room to judge. For all that these types had done to her, they deserved nothing but her spiteful retaliation, of this she was absolutely certain. And they deserved to know, that never would one like them have her... regardless of anything else. There was something like a pang of distaste, as she held a single thought about such people... 'how dare they?' It took such audacity to exist in such a way.

Luckily for everyone else present Kaguya's spite wasn't allowed to just fester. No, it was technically being mediated by Mugen's actions. Her own body was allowed to feel so good, she was able to switch her focus, to decide to enjoy the moment instead of harping completely on her own anger. Ah, but this was still a rather visceral exchange, he asked if she should be thinking about something else... "It's probably overrated!~" she mused. "I-ah!~" she started to say something. That being said, she was now being plunged into repeatedly. Ah, that was quite a relieving feeling, she enjoyed it. But she did need to answer him properly. "Fetishes take time." she moaned. "I do like the idea, Mugen-sama!~" she managed between some very powerful thrusts. Of course she was actually enjoying herself, actually the more aggressive this man was, the more she seemed to enjoy herself. Even if she couldn't properly explain that, her body seemed to be doing so, accepting the movements, moaning in response to him knocking around inside of her. Ah, this really was great.

Little did Kaguya realize, those boys would dare to go even further beyond. That was not a matter of importance currently, however, as Miyuki's very loud heart and mind were soon drowned out by the plentiful sounds escaping Kaguya's soul. Moreover, there were the sounds passing her lips as well, once he began to act in earnest. Her desire to receive his essence was almost palpable. According to the words of her mouth, anything else she could think of would likely be overrated. Satisfyingly, that sounded like a jab in the direction of Miyuki. One more count in her favor could be added for spite.

Fetishes took time, Kaguya claimed. Mugen very much disagreed, as she would be discovering right away. "You haven't had enough experiences. Would you like to know how quickly fetishes can be formed?" he asked. Mugen spoke rather calmly for the amount of vigor in his thrusts, as if it was no matter to him at all. In truth, it wasn't stressful on his end at all. It took more effort to accumulate mana, which seemed equally casual as an undertaking. "It can all happen... in a single moment~♥" he continued a few thrusts later. What wasn't so casual, was the eventual expulsion of said mana. Kaguya claimed she liked the idea, so he rapidly collected mana that would immediately be unleashed as a sudden surge of fluid. Mugen knew his offering was more plentiful than a single body could manage physically, and perhaps even spiritually in this one's case. What difference would that make, though? Well, they'd find out together, but it was certain to be something this world didn't enjoy at all.

There was something rather interesting taking place here, and she had no problems with it. Though she wasn't completely sure how Mugen was keeping track of certain things, she did know that she was now happily moaning and completely willing to ignore Miyuki and all the other beings she now considered to be both insignificant and miserable. As Mugen worked his hips, and thus his manhood in her body she was told something very interesting. As she moaned and her body acted as a happy receiver for the rather aggressive pounding she was currently receiving, he claimed that she didn't have enough experiences. He asked her a question and before she would have even been able to answer it, he gave her another response. This secondary answer to his question came in two forms, words and action.

The words were quite sensible but the action was something rather different. The demon who held her up, began spilling into her womb directly. It was such a strangely satisfying feeling. It was so much almost humming as a sensation. Her body couldn't keep it all, but she kind of wanted to, and so her soul tried. It was almost burning as she moaned her orgasm around it. Her tongue literally fell out of her mouth as her loins clamped down. She didn't fully understand this world, but her body would try to. It seemed that she was aiming to metabolize all that mana her body thickening up in Mugen's arms. She'd have proportions nearing that of the outrageous level boasted by goddesses, but... it was all still too much. In her moment of clarity she realized that it was likely not possible to keep everything. But... "Ah, that's great!♥~" she moaned though she should probably be a bit more proactive about her current level of filling. "It's so much, Mugen-sama♥!~" she chimed seemingly pleased by the still filling sensation even though she registered it as potentially problematic, both for what she understood of how babies were made and for what she understood of potential magical overload. What should she do?

Well, she was supposed to have magical abilities. But the only thing she'd seen so far, was chains, and a summon. Ah, summons were cool maybe she could do something with that. She didn't know exactly how anything worked, but she could use herself and all this energy in her body as a catalyst. She wasn't certain of its efficacy but at least it would let her burn up a bit without wasting it.

Mugen could fill the girl to the point of bursting, and he still wouldn't stop. He didn't stop. The demon seemed to enjoy the sensation of mixed fluids spilling from his mate's loins back onto himself, even as the level of penetration he reached was meant to plug he womb and leave its contents within. In terms of the deposit itself, Kaguya could do with it as she pleased. She could be with child, and he wouldn't care. She could burn it all away and destroy a planet, and he would only laugh about it. She could even conceptualize a new existence entirely, and it would be incredible. Alas, even he didn't know what would occur. Why? Simply put, he hadn't looked into it. Maybe he could have taken the time to, but in addition to everything else, that hand upon her breast suddenly had a great deal more to squeeze. His arms had a firmer grip of her legs, though no additional movement of his own extremities had been made. This, too, was an unseen and enjoyable development.

Of course, there was always the chance that something would be unseen even by the clairvoyant. Mugen had the joy of experiencing many things first-hand, including Kaguya commenting on how much she had to deal with currently. What an interesting statement that was, considering... "That's not all~♥" Ah yes, excessiveness at its finest. Mugen was the type to purposefully render a goddess incapable of action for long periods of time. No way would he do anything less than ravage a human-turned-demon, especially not with one he chose to ascend with his own efforts. As such, he kept pumping... and he kept spewing. Kaguya proved herself sturdy enough to handle his existence, so surely she could handle his mana in bulk, right? If not, he was no stranger to a bit of waste either; it was all potential fun regardless.

Mugen was an interesting demon. He had the ability but he'd not looked into this, Kaguya had no such innate abilities but she had a lot of faith in herself. So as she was filled she began to think about her current kink based problem. She was quite enjoying being filled in such a manner and her current physical form was also quite cushioned. She found herself enjoying the extra tight squeeze of Mugen's limbs and hands around her person. What an enjoyable experience. "More♥?!" she almost questioned without true seriousness, why not? Having made the decision to summon she started using energy to try and call something to herself figuring she might be able to summon something.

Strangely though, Mugen wasn't done yet. In a manner most befitting of a demon the black haired man continued to pump himself into her body. And while doing this he also continued to pump her full of energy. Her brain was burning as she thought about this, and though she was still full of spite it wasn't just that which had her writhing within his arms. Her mind was trying to accomplish a task and it was being semi-constantly interrupted. As such her womb was seeming to fill and fill and fill as she tried to concentrate. Eventually a break would be made, but... it wasn't simply a physical one. The girl's body wasn't bursting at the seams even as her belly seemed to distend none too gently. Instead a rip was forming and then streaming outward. Like her body couldn't handle whatever it was, and decided to force it out along with the mana being dumped into her person by Mugen. As this happened a rip in this space would occur. It would look like several stitched lines opening across the ceiling of this place. And as more of herself and Mugen's power pumped into it, the lines themselves seemed to fatten until they burst. Her desire to summon, her internal spite, her reach for the forbidden went well beyond this space and into something else. From the deepest reaches... a comet seemed to be coming towards them. This space would call forth a glowing blue horror. A ball chained up and filled with something that looked like dark screaming faces. Large teeth would appear in someplaces fanged and malevolent and the sphere itself felt both hot and cold. Both present and absent...

"Oops!~" she moaned as this magnificent but horrifying thing came into her view. She had no idea what sort of creature this was supposed to be, but it definitely wasn't the sort of thing she'd imagined she would get by trying to summon something with just the strength of her body and its incoming mana. What should she do with it? It's presence was large and oppressive and if she was being honest she sort of liked it. It felt warm and soothing but also a bit disheartening. She was pretty sure that made it perfect.

More, she asked. Eventually, the answer would be beyond obvious. Her question didn't seem entirely serious, but he had a form of response to give anyway. "If you're going to say that, make it a request~" he said about that particular inquiry. If she was going to ask about more, he figured she was best suited to asking for more. That, however, was a matter of time and... perhaps a few other things.

Kaguya had some intentions for the mana she received. In taking action, she decided to call upon something. As for what she reached out to, even the girl herself didn't know. Did Mugen even know? Well, interestingly enough, he hardly did. Something was emerging from the girl's being as he continued pumping mana directly into her core. In that moment, Mugen saw something entirely unreal. To someone like Miyuki, it could not be seen. That tear in the fabric of reality was not a common sort at all. In fact, it wasn't even one Mugen recognized. What was it? It was something ancient, more ancient than even gods and demons. Horrors, Eldritch Gods, Great Old Ones ─ such were titles applied to an ancient race of beings kept in the farthest reaches of the Void. Once upon a time, those beings were a threat to reality... and a single girl who was human mere minutes ago, had called such an impossible existence into the world with a simple 'oops' to offer in response.

"Oops?" Mugen questioned. When he looked at the creature, he saw something very different. There was a female figure, buxom and shrouded by flames that even he could not see beyond. He imagined there were very few individuals who could see the true form of this one, but that didn't matter either. Actually, he didn't seem very concerned at all. The demon didn't even stop banging about in her womb, nor did he stop spilling mana into her body. "I've never seen one in person before. That's an Ancient One kept at the very edge of the Void. They shouldn't even be able to manifest here. Oh, you bad, bad girl~♥" he said, strangely as if very satisfied by Kaguya's actions.

There was a bit of flirty banter taking place between Kaguya and Mugen. Kaguya for her part in it, found that such words had a bit more pull when spoken with the sort of purpose that Mugen seemed to put forward in life. "Hai, Mugen-sama♥!~" the girl chimed seeming content to take his advice for whatever future she felt the need to make such a request.

Right now though, such a request was wholly unnecessary. He kept pumping himself and his essence into her, so much so that the girl apparently tore a hole in the fabric of reality. Though it she pulled out something which looked to her like a giant ball of flaming faces, but the more she looked at it, the more it seemed like it was likely something else. Perhaps she couldn't currently figure it out, but it might eventually make sense. But that was another thing entirely, she was still being moved into by this man and he was content to keep it up. "Yeah, I wanted to summon something I figured I'd get like a pet or something..." she murmured. Of course, she'd not known what she would get but what was she supposed to do about this entire situation?

Well, first and foremost... was the continued spillage and pumping into her form. Secondly there was the call of her being bad. She might like that... well, her body definitely liked that as it tightened at the speech. "I didn't mean to... but I did mention being impulsive," she moaned happily. Still it didn't sound like it was much of a problem She just had to do something about it. "I might have jumped ahead a few steps, uh... is there like a binding spell or something to do when you accidentally summon whatever an Ancient One is?" she asked seeming to not have any information in her head for what to do about the situation she'd accidentally caused. Of course, she was also still rather rapidly approaching an orgasm so maybe she should deal with that first? Well... it'd definitely work itself out.

After an affirmative response to his initial suggestion, Kaguya explained her perspective on the impossible ancient summoning she performed. With no guidance whatsoever, she thought to summon... a pet. Mugen found the notion hilarious. "Kuhuhu! You used that much mana to get a pet? Well, that's one hell of a pet~" he quipped. If it could even be possible for a newborn demon, much less a former human, to call those things pets... he'd be interested in seeing the act itself.

First and foremost however, Mugen's interest was enjoying himself within the girl's body. That ancient creature couldn't muster anything resembling its former terrifying power yet, or they would have been witnessing a very different scene. Since that wasn't the case, however, he never took a break. Kaguya spoke, and Mugen began an additional assault along the side of her neck, tongue trailing from collar to jaw and back down. All the while, he was virtually stirring the lass from within. She questioned the existence of a binding spell or something of the sort for dealing with Ancient Ones. He supposed there may have been, but that knowledge was as distant as the beings themselves. "Once upon a time, there were. You probably won't be able to manage with any conventional spells. With ancient and powerful existences, the thing to remember is the importance of names. You'll need something's true name, the one it answers to in its soul, to communicate on that level. Those things have to be invoked in their own language as well, I believe. You'll have to know the language as well."

There were words shared by Mugen that hinted at the idea that Kaguya had chosen to use an excessive amount of mana to try and summon a pet. Strangely, he didn't seem at all disappointed or even upset by her actions. Actually, he seemed a bit excited by the whole of the situation. Enough so that he was still making quippy speeches and still moving around within her body. "I had a lot to use..." she mentioned of the mana she had decided to put into the whole of the summon. Of course, he'd not really stopped his behavior so there wasn't much else to do about it. "I'm sure it will be cool, if I can keep it!~" she murmured seemingly happy about it even without fully understanding the Ancient One moniker. She definitely knew at least a couple of her friends would be excited by her new developments.

Beyond those kinds of developments, there was one which was happening along her face and neck. Mugen's tongue was moving about on Kaguya and the girl was pleasantly squirming under the attention. In fact, she seemed to relax into his body as he committed these actions. Soon after, she was receiving some proper answers of her questions. All the while she was being stirred within and was thus highly enjoying the activity. "Aaah♥!~" she moaned her own climax around this man and found herself able to concentrate at a higher rate, though it still did nothing for the amount of seed she had floating around inside her person. Her eyes had closed and when they opened again she could still see that flaming mass in front of her... her supposed future pet would need to be tamed, but conventional new magic likely wouldn't work. According to Mugen, names were important and this one would have to be spoken in the language original to it. "Sou ka, that makes a pretty reasonable amount of sense. Do you... know this language? Should I just ask the name? Or do I have to guess?" she needed some clarity but she figured if she had summoned it, it would be reasonable to take control of it properly under some specific circumstances. That flaming mass seemed at least curious, though it wasn't visible to all, a daring little smirk appeared on its lips. So strange to see people in this world engaged in the old way, perhaps it'd be worth watching for a while longer...

True enough, Kaguya had a lot of mana to use. She didn't need to use any of what he offered for a summoning, but the fact that she did... was somehow incredible. She fueled her summoning attempt with so much power, and the result was accidentally calling an Eldritch God right in front of them. That sort of excessive result was absolutely perfect! If she could keep it, it would be more than 'cool' as the girl put it. "You should keep it. Then we'll both have a pet~" he teased, making the strangest implication about the lass herself.

As for what she could do about the creature in front of them, Mugen seemed more interested in physically assaulting the girl further before anything else. A few words had been taken in an interesting enough way to cause reactions Mugen felt around his shaft. How deviant she was. "Ara~? Embracing our dark side, aren't we~?" he asked. Shortly afterwards, there would be no further movement of his hips. The time had come to focus more on that ancient being, and primarily whether he knew the old language or not. He did, of course, but how could he tell her? Well... his first choice was to lift Kaguya off his cock ─ that would function as a start. She'd be promptly lowered onto her own two feet afterwards, as if Mugen intended to give a more normal lesson without the deviance. Naturally, he had another plan that could be realized in a matter of moments. "I know the language. How you converse with it depends on which one you're dealing with, I suppose. You'll just have to wing it. First though... I should probably teach you the language you'll need~"

Kaguya had once as she always done, gone the way of excessiveness and in doing so had done something she thought may be cool. Of course, in doing it like this she had Mugen confirm for her that it was at least possible for her to keep this creature. He claimed she should then they could both have pets. Of course, this made her wonder if, in this case, she was the being referred to as a pet. That could potentially have some very negative connotations, but... 'Am I a pet? Do I like being a pet?' she questioned herself. She looked at the man from the corner of her eye and felt him against her back and rear and decided something in the moment. 'Yeah, for him... definitely like that~' she mused.

As if on cue he mentioned the girl being rather embracing of her dark side. Perhaps she was, in the case of this world, darkness didn't equal anything bad and perhaps this was the case even where she was from. Perhaps if so much force wasn't applied in one direction she wouldn't have felt bad about anything in the first place. "I mean, it's been nothing but nice to me so far, might as well embrace it and make sure it feels welcome♥!~" the girl replied. Her own climax out of the way she would find herself being removed from the rather large cock she'd had rattling around inside of her, and she was strangely placed on her own two feet. Being on said feet felt strange after such an explosive amount of finishes. She tried to turn around completely to face the man so they could continue their conversation, but as she did something quite strange happened. The girl's legs would wobble and collapse from beneath her. She knew she was fine, but perhaps she was in need of a bit more time to completely adjust. "Oh? That's new~" she mused seeming to find it interesting that her legs weren't really working.

Their new looming dark friend was something worth looking into though, and apparently Mugen did indeed know the language she needed to know. As such he said he should teach her, while also giving the advice for her to wing her potential conversation. "Well, winging it has been working so far... I guess there is no reason to stop thinking it will now~" she mused. She thought about it finally and wondered if this man planned to spill this lesson down her throat like he did with the other information she'd been given. It would make sense, she'd prepare herself as such, her mouth opening and her tongue hanging out. Her own logic being that if she could take all of that man into her body one way, there was likely no reason she couldn't take most of it another.

Upon being indirectly addressed as a pet, Kaguya had an internal reaction Mugen took a great deal of interest in. Her thoughts were quite clear to him. She accepted the moniker without much consideration, much to the demon's satisfaction. Moreover, there was her acceptance of darkness and the desire to make 'it' feel welcome. How very pointed. "Kuhuhu~. My little Kuraihime is a slut after all, isn't she?" he said in the most deviously teasing manner possible. He really did luck out with the functionality of that charm earlier. Whenever Anais was done with her personal mentor, he'd have to properly reward her for being an excellent catalyst to finding his perfect match apprentice.

Mugen pulled the girl from his rod, left her to stand, and she... dropped to her knees due to a lack of functionality. He saw that coming from a mile away ─ no form of foresight was even needed. Kaguya alleged that she had no reason to avoid winging another situation, as doing so had worked for her thus far. Good. Planning was to be left for those who knew what they were dealing with. Thinking on the spot, however, was the way one truly dealt with the more unexpected issues. Ah, and it seemed the girl was quick to learn by experience. Already on her knees, she opened her mouth and extended her tongue. She either knew how lessons would be given, or knew how she wanted to take them. Which was it, though? "I'm really not sure whether you expected this... or decided it. Either way, good of you to fall into position so conveniently~" he said. With that, there was a hand upon the head of Kaguya to steady it. He didn't feel it necessary to wait around for a response; she could give that when he finished. For the time being, Mugen would be shoving his tool betwixt her lips, taking special care to glide fully along her tongue for his own additional pleasure. He'd shove himself to whatever depth Kaguya found herself mentally and spiritually accepting, and as if he didn't care about the ancient creature nearby, he decided to just... rest there, throbbing for several seconds and really soaking it all in. Only after several moments would he be spilling the seed of knowledge into her maw.

In receiving his deposit, Kaguya would be filled with a long-lost language from another world. She'd also receive a brief course on the Ancient Ones and their existences as creatures spawned of chaos, potentially existing before even the Great Spirits of old. While he was at it, Mugen thought she'd do well with a basic rundown of this world's history in terms of the differences to her original world. Equipped with those additional things, the girl would likely grow with even greater speed.