Munetsuchi

Mugen's hips moving made quite a bit of difference. Yume imagined this particular kind of movement worked better with more interest. In fact, her own body moving against his and her lips meeting his added a bit more feeling overall. She could easily do this, and more often than not she'd likely enjoy it. At least from the point of sparking her own climax and of feeling and looking at the man beneath her. Mugen was winning on several accounts just by being exactly her type and the added movements seemed to enforce the aggression. Along with that, as she met his thrusts, eventually her own flourish would be met by a Mugen also expelling himself into her person. It was such a strangely filling sensation. She found herself continuing to move even while moaning her climax into him, even while kissing him even while her fluids and his mixed along his shaft. Eventually she'd break that kiss and lean back. She could feel her body processing what he spilled into it. She also felt kind of hot, in temperature. "I feel... different," she murmured seeming not to quite know how to describe the current quality of her feelings. Even so, it wouldn't really stop her from moving at all.

At the same time, Anais found herself being asked about the number reference for the sexual position she was currently moving into. "Hai, sixty-nine when written as a numerals looks like what this position is... so it became an innuendo for the position. That in turn became a juvenile joke in some ways I guess," she said explaining the human understanding of this sexual position. She did this even while understanding why those who used sex for information might actually try such a position. Soon enough though the girl didn't have much to say. Having placed her loins in front of this man's face she was up for inspection which apparently left him murmuring about the almost divine quality of the return of her loins to their previous state. Her face reddened and warmed quite a bit. "H--hai!~" she found herself moaning as soon after he spoke his lips making contact with her folds again. Truly, she'd find herself overly distracted by such a thing, including the slurps which sounded strangely pleasant to her. Beyond that the hands of the elf would be found at her sides, which was also comforting. Not one to fall behind, the girl's tongue extended and then her hand to begin stroking and wetting his manhood. It would only evolve from there as trips into her mouth would result in her moans vibrating around the fullness of her mouth.

It seemed a standard had been reached. Both parties were mobile from the waist down, and each had their tongues thrashing against the other's. The moment Mugen loosed his essence inside the lass, she brought an end to the latter while continuing the former. She leaned back and mentioned feeling somehow different. Meanwhile, Mugen didn't seem bothered at all. A 'different' feeling was to be expected, after all. His offering had no purpose. It didn't come with any knowledge or specific add-on, and it seemed Yume wasn't making use of it either. "You should," was all he said. As for what he did, well... he did exactly what he would always do. His hips continued thrusting, and every thrust came with another expulsion.

Meanwhile, Anais explained the reason the number 69 was applied to this particular setup. In thinking of the number, Ailen supposed he could see the point of it. He would have expressed an opinion on the matter, but Anais's genitalia had already taken his attention. With that being the case, Ailen's mouth was occupied without much hesitation at all. Purposeless was this exchange, apart from simple enjoyment and physical pleasure. As that was the case, Ailen found himself far more susceptible to distraction. Anais began with tongue lashes and hand strokes as normal, but the moment her mouth closed around him and delivered those vibrating moans, he was taken aback enough to halt all tongue movement. On the other hand, the kneejerk reaction in this case involved his face pressing into Anais's womanhood firmly, essentially affecting the use of his tongue indirectly. He, too, was brought to moan. Had he intended to reciprocate the vibrations? Initially, no; though he would do so quite purposely after the first few moments.

As Yume leaned back, she claimed to feel different, and according to Mugen she should. That was an odd thing to say. Why did she feel this way? Nothing had truly changed, well except that she wasn't doing anything in particular with the energy she'd been given. The first few times, she'd been converting energy, turning it into her new face, using it to call forth an Eldritch Horror, turning that horror into clothing. Now, she was just accepting it, was it a matter of interaction. "I don't think I've felt like this since we raided Ai-chan's parents liquor cabinet," she murmured as she felt strangely woozy. She kept moving her hips but she found herself looking down at Mugen again, did his mana have some kind of weird extra effect? Was that really something someone as overwhelming as him actually needed? Her mouth shifted gently, to that silent o shape that she used to express her silent surprise. A slight shift would be made, Yume's legs would be shifting apart, her knees moving apart, causing a spread in her legs, that tightened her core just a bit. Well if she was going to be some form of inebriated she might as well enjoy herself. Her rise and lower seemed to be something much more concentrated, as she stared down at Mugen.

Strangely, in Ailen's room, Anais was being treated to her own medicine. Or rather the kind of thing she'd been doing to Ailen for the last few hours. While she moaned and hummed on Ailen's manhood seeming to enjoy the experience, her own folds were treated similarly. Whether by design or by accident, it seemed to be pushing her rather close to orgasm. Actually, it would be happening within a few moments, which would lead to a rather deep pitched vibration as Ailen's rod found itself near the back of the young elafia's throat. Ah, well, this was meant to be fun, so obviously it didn't matter, if Ailen got a taste of ripe persimmon and if she got a bit more honey to go along with her earlier snacks. And unlike the earliest time when experiencing an orgasm would have caused the girl to skittishly move away, her body relaxed and she relaxed against his form enjoying the sensations. 'This might kill me,' the girl thought her internal voice only laughed. 'Might be time to die then~' Sinais teased. Death by orgasm didn't seem to bad.

According to Yume, her strange feeling was equated to a state of drunkenness. Being a fan of alcohol himself, Mugen saw no reason to be bothered by the feeling. Alas, the surprise Yume experienced was a given, considering her lack of prior experiences with magical beings. How did that show in her movements? There was a further opening of her legs, which resulted in a firmer grip of Mugen's girth. All that grinding and rotating was replaced by a more consistent bounce of hips. Suddenly, Mugen felt more like he was receiving a cock massage. "That must have been a good day," he said regarding the apparent raiding of a liquor cabinet. Ah, but she hadn't gotten enough yet. Mugen was still entirely willing to waste his mana, so he was still blasting away into the newborn demoness. "But you should feel even better. You could... if you just realize I'm the only one worth giving yourself to. And, you may as well. It seems like you've already decided to let all that mana do whatever it wants inside you~♥"

At the start of this day, Ailen didn't expect his escapades to involve a baptism at any point. Now, however, he was learning how much of a trap this position was. It seemed the more he did, the more Anais did, with the same applying in reverse. Anais was already making headway in the process of wetting the elf's face. That sweet aroma and uncommon flavor were motivational things, but there was more. Down she went at the other end, making those vibrations fare more intense as she took Ailen deep into her throat. It would be in that moment that she did, indeed, have that taste of honey she sought. How could he resist, after all? It seemed he had no ability to do so, given the slight bucking of hips that came so naturally at the time. So strange was this endeavor when not done for the sake of information-sharing. Ailen's efforts should have been stopping after slurping away the mana offered by Anais, but he instead dove right back in with an extended tongue, flattened to cover as much space between Anais's folds as he could.

There was something interesting going on in the body and senses of Yume. As she shifted her position only slightly and began bouncing on the rather girthy tool sported by the demon he seemed to have nothing but mild approval for her teen hijinks. Perhaps it was the case that he wouldn't have understood why the thing she'd just admitted to as a thing she and her friends had done was a general negative, but that wouldn't stop her honesty. "What I remember of it was pretty great, yeah~" she mused. If she was being honest most of that day had been pretty much a blur, she would have had to ask one of her friends about the truth of her actions and the fun they had while intoxicated. Whatever the case, apparently there was more fun to be had here and now. "Oya? Are you tempting me, Mugen-sama?~" the girl asked in a teasing manner. Just the same he was still spilling his essence into her body. Given this she seemed to be relaxing more, or rather seeking something specific as far as sensation was concerned. Her knees had already come apart, but now she seemed to wish to stretch. So she would, spreading her legs into a horizontal spilt while continuing to bounce around though at an admittedly slow pace. She could feel a tingle deep in her loins as she moved."Even a girl who grew up in a non-magical world wouldn't casually agree with a demon. Though admittedly I kind of want to~" the girl mused. That being said there wasn't much she wouldn't accept from this man, actually she could think of very little she'd find problematic.

Anais had her body relax almost naturally. She didn't know what she expected but Ailen's tongue becoming something in contact with more of her loins post her climax wasn't exactly it. Even so, she couldn't help but enjoy the sensation which made her loins twitch internally. It was quite difficult concentrate on doing anything of substance while she was feeling so much. That being said, there was a coincidental movement occurring as Ailen thrusted into her mouth a bit on his own. How nice. She ended up rewarding that motion with the swallowing at the back of her throat, carrying honey flavored mana and his girth a little deeper. All the while, the movements of her hand continued with an occasional prodding of mana along his length in the softness of her hands. She wouldn't be giving up her tactile fixation under any circumstances, and their current form of interaction did make some great sounds.

Apparently, Yume didn't have a full memory of her drunken experience. How strange. Well, he supposed she was human after all. Mortals couldn't be expected to retain so much of themselves when becoming heavily intoxicated. Now, however, she'd probably find things quite different. Oh well. The former human's memory was no real concern of Mugen's now that she'd properly ascended. More important was the apparent temptation he offered, which Yume thought to question. "I might be~" he quipped in response. Yume went on to alter her own position. Those separated legs spread apart even more, each extending horizontally on either side of the girl's body. Mugen figured he'd seen the limit of her advancement, but no, she managed to produce an even stronger effect right away... all while saying something about not casually agreeing with demons. Hearing that, Mugen stared challengingly into the girl's face, a confident grin upon his own. "You're wrong. Even goddesses have a hard time saying no. As for you... it's only a formality that I'm even giving the option. Words have power. Agreements have power. We don't want a weak bond, do we, Yu-pyon~? We both know you like the promise of infinity. Don't let our arrangement mean anything less, and throw yourself into it."

At this point, Ailen had officially given up on study being his primary focus. Initially, he did mean to gain some sort of insight from this current approach. Ah, but the trap had already made itself clear. The moment he tasted of Anais's flourish, his purpose changed as if being replaced by a literal thirst. That happened to be the same moment his accidental thrust was met by a seemingly purposeful quivering of Anais's throat around him, which made the elf fully devote to the purpose of... just having an experience. Adding to that the mana pulses from her hands, she managed to force a bit extra through his shaft. As a result, Ailen's tongue pressed against her pearl with a bit of force that wasn't entirely intentional. The tip of his nose was threatening her entrance as well. That, too, was a matter of circumstance that he wouldn't consciously do away with.

Mugen might be tempting her? Really? It seemed to Yume that Mugen was tempting her in one of the most literal ways possible while also being buried inside her. Yes, she'd put herself in this position herself, but... that wasn't really important to what was taking place in the moment. Yume's current position was one which simultaneously stirred her and tightened around Mugen. Such a snug fit would only be made tighter by a glare aimed the girl's way as Mugen seemed to challenge her words just a bit. He went on to give her lesson in demonology. According to the man goddesses had a hard time saying no. Well, she supposed she wouldn't feel bad when the bar was set so high. Perhaps, somewhere there was someone who'd manage it. But apparently for her this was only a formality. She was given a set of sentences as she raised and lowered herself over and over again, stirring her soul with his tool. He spoke of their bond, of the power of words, of their existing agreement. He even used that little pet name which had the girl near swooning along with everything else.

"It should probably be criminal to be so persuasive, Mugen-sama~" the girl commented. She was rather hot, her body was really tense, and she seemed to be on the verge of collapse. At the end of it, she knew it wasn't her. She wasn't the one who'd deny herself infinity. She wouldn't weaken the bond between herself and a man who was so perfectly her type. She had no reason to avoid throwing herself headlong into what he offered. "I've already thrown myself into the deep end... I see no reason to avoid diving deeper now~" the girl mused setting up her agreement. One which would end in the relaxing of her legs in such a way as to leave her pushing the man as far into her body as she could get him from her current position and reaching orgasm around him once more. Ah, but the depth of what she'd accepted might be something worth looking into eventually.

At the same time, Anais was being treated to her mentor when he lost the educational aspect of his motivation. It didn't seem like a bad thing, with the additional spillage happening down her throat and that little swallowing against him. Knowing she could do whatever she wished without gagging gave her a weird sort of sensation to play with, and given her own tactile dysfunction even that of her throat was something worth indulging in a moment like this. Ah, but it wasn't just her indulging. In this case, she could feel how close Ailen's face was in her flesh. She felt his nose brushing against her opening, she felt the firmness of his tongue against her pearl. This almost thirsty search within her folds would reward him with what he sought her as her body retained its current arousal. She was almost dripping as her body seemed to inch towards climax with his extended efforts. Perhaps she find out today it was possible to become dehydrated by feeding someone else so much of yourself. Or maybe she'd take in enough to balance it out. Regardless, the movements of her tongue within her mouth seemed almost coaxing or teasing, even as he moved about in her mouth and throat. Hm, she seemed to be almost leaking mana from both ends, how strangely sloppy this thing was turning out to be.

Persuasiveness was considered criminal, was it? Nonsense. Mugen's brand of persuasiveness was born originally of merit, which itself birthed confidence. One might find that in this world, the Skill widely known as Charisma was a hair's breadth away from vanity. Even then, the two could coexist, but that was neither here nor there. "If I'm a criminal for persuading you, does that make you a victim? Well..." Mugen paused, thinking back to just a few moments prior. A single glare so easily created a physical reaction in the lass ─ one he found pleasant enough to seek consciously. Ah, but he could use more than his eyes, so he thought. "If so, that's fine. Some might say your entire life up to this point has been the growing process of my perfect prey~♥" he concluded.

Yume agreed to possession... in a way. She claimed to see no reason behind avoiding a deeper dive into darkness, debauchery and all other things that came along with their connection. In terms of agreement, she was on the right track. In terms of applying to the world itself, however, she fell just shy of full potency. "That's a start. But, that was justification," Mugen said as the otherwise continuous spillage from his member halted. Yume descended the lowest she possibly could. Mugen knew the desired effect was beginning to engrave itself, but no... this one had to be undoubtedly more powerful than a certain other four would be. "Justification isn't binding. Give yourself to me." With those final words, there was a peculiar, eerie glow in Mugen's eyes. His voice seemed to echo, albeit with no discernable effect. What was the point? Well, there wasn't one... yet.

Meanwhile, Anais was leaking mana from both ends of her being. Ailen lost mana only from one, though it seemed Anais had every intention for making up the difference with her actions. If he didn't constantly have mana to drink, he'd very quickly splash away everything he had into the girl's throat. Perhaps that was her intention, or perhaps her methods were a bit more reactive than that. Whatever the truth of it was, he could hear a great deal more than his own slurping. Whether it was his own mana flowing back, or Anais's saliva dripping down, he wasn't sure... but something was causing Ailen's groin to rival his face in saturation. They couldn't have that. As the mentor here, he couldn't surpass Anais in moments of inspiration. With that in mind, he did take a page from her book, so to speak. Focusing energies at the tip of his tongue, he amplified existing vibration-like stimuli, as if his goal was to send sonar pulses through the girl's loins until they reached her Spiritual Core. Perhaps by doing so, he'd get as close as possible to a first-hand experience at drowning. That'd be a useful study eventually... maybe.

Mugen's level of persuasive ability should make him a criminal. In the terms of the planet she came from, he might have been thought of as such. Being a smooth talker was one certifiable way to end up on a watchlist or something like that. But here and now Yume's desire was to be on his watchlist instead. Mugen claimed that she could be considered to have been growing into his perfect prey. Hm, when did being a target of predation start sounding like something to accept. "You're not exactly making it easy to stop thinking about it like that, Mugen-sama~" she answered the man. Maybe it didn't matter, maybe being his prey, his pet... his, should be considered in a different way than she would have originally interpreted it.

Ah, but even as she sank down to the depths on Mugen's tool, she'd apparently only given a justification. That really seemed like splitting hairs to Yume, but she did know the use of words already perhaps what he needed was something more affirmative, more conscious or more unconscious. Magic was weird. In response to this lack of commitment as it were, the stream of mana he'd been pouring into her, stopped. How strange, she wasn't sure why, but she kind of missed the sensation of it once it was gone. She stared down at him and found him looking back at her. Not looking, he was glaring, his eyes glowing. That was hot. Too hot, so hot she found it to be the sort of thing she'd always look for, always accept. Nothing was comparable to the feeling such a look gave her. Her face reddened her body was tightening even further and that little orgasm seemed to be almost a wave, even while she was being still. And then he made a demand like it was a casual suggestion. He wanted her to give herself to him, all logic was disappearing from her brain. Or maybe, it'd never really been there to begin with, given how easily she forgot about peripheral beings while he was in front of her. "Hai! I'm yours Mugen-sama♥!~" she said those words and meant them, mind body and soul, he could take what he wished from her, and she'd allow it. No, it was worse than that, she'd give it, willingly.

Anais was soon to learn something important. She was going to learn the price of introducing innovation to the Paragon of Potions. A man who learned actively as something he well and truly enjoyed was bound to learn to do things well beyond what was normal for any regular person. So how interesting Anais's life became in the moment his tongue induced a mana vibration. It ran down her body into her very core. It caused a strange harmony in her plural selves. Each version of the girl felt that tingle starting at the apex of her sex and spreading out to every fiber of her being. It was a tingle which caused her flesh to goose and her limbs to lose feeling for a moment. The girl's loins flooded and her entire body seemed to tense and relax. She found herself withdrawing from the man, just a little. Utterly distracted by the feeling vibrating around in her body. Though her hand hadn't stopped moving she found herself gently moaning her content. He was obviously trying to murder her, just like that first time she was sure she was dying. Oh well... perhaps death would find the situation funny? 'We're not dying, we're living!~' mentioned Sinais who found the sensation quite pleasant as well. Anais on the other hand felt like she should be trying to withdraw, just a bit, to avoid a permanent death at this man's hands. Perhaps she should shift away just a bit, slide closer to her own target and give herself a minor break? Yes, that seemed reasonable, but her body didn't exactly agree, her muscles simply twitched and near clamped around his head. when did she become so disagreeable?

Mugen's intention was certainly not to make it difficult for Yume's opinion to change. She was free to consider his actions criminal all she liked, and he'd embody it as necessary. He could even consider it fun to fully behave as a predator, though that was of little consequence considering how far things had progressed already. Yume was beyond simple consideration of the idea. His little suggestion even tipped her over the edge with no effort whatsoever, essentially establishing his position without a single word said. There were words to come, though. When Yume spoke, she did so in the most open, yet certain way possible. She may not have known exactly how much of herself she'd officially given away... or maybe she did. Either way, she offered the entirety of her existence to the demon just in time to receive another expulsion of his essence. This one would be markedly quite different. Mugen would be filling her body as normal, but her womb was no longer a stopping point. Yume would be learning what it felt like to have her soul flooded by something that would subsequently entangle it. There was no backing out of such deals with devils, but Yume ─ no, Shinomiya Kaguya would find herself bound for eternity by a method that showed physically just over the womb, though... not necessarily limited as such, depending on the situation. "That's how a good little pet should sound~♥" he said, almost as if there was an additional purpose to the line. In fact, Yume would likely soon discover one of the upper limits to their agreement. . .

She wouldn't be the only one discovering an upper limit, though. It seemed Anais was discovering the limit of her own tolerance ─ at least mentally. A taste of her own medicine had the lass struggling to break free, seeking refuge by distancing herself. After subjecting Ailen to the sensation of being at the bottom of river rapids, she did manage a small retreat. Alas, even her body didn't agree. Ailen would have given her a moment's rest if necessary; he wasn't a demon after all. Ah, but her attempted movement resulted only in mixed signals going his way. She moved forward, but her thighs engulfed his head to basically undo the former motion. In Ailen's mind, it was perhaps the case that a Spark of Wisdom gave her ideas for an improved experience. Not one to intentionally disappoint, the elf did a bit of critical thinking. He had a bit less space to work with now, so an extended tongue would become tiresome rather quickly. Ah, but he still had lips! With Anais's love bud still reasonably within reach, he could just... close his lips around it and continue with a somewhat lower frequency of mana vibrations. That must have been the girl's intention when she moved.

If Mugen wished to play criminal, Yume didn't mind. In fact, she was more than willing to leave herself open to his advances. Maybe she was more willing to be open to him than even she realized. Such was obvious by her own words, she stated that he could have her and she meant it. Her own desires, her understanding of how much her type this man was, and her ability to give up on a world that had already mostly given up on her. If he wanted to invade her mind, body and soul, she was more than willing to allow it, as completely as he wished to take her on. Such was exemplified by the filling of her core once more, but it felt like something much further beyond her womb. She felt this energy in her physical form and much deeper than even the first time. According to Mugen this was how a good pet was supposed to sound. Well, if they had roles to play she supposed her own was far from negative. Actually, the feeling in her body was quite beyond what she expected. The girl found herself moaning softly and feeling something appear over her womb. "Oh? Mugen-sama, what did I agree to?~" she questioned, ah... she'd take responsibility for this, but it felt like she'd done something rather irreversible. What was that? Well, she supposed she always thought about getting a tattoo, and it was in spot she could easily hide it.

Meanwhile, Anais seemed to be accidentally encouraging deviance in her mentor. The difference between her physical and mental anguish, ended in the elafia making a bit of headway in withdrawing. That being said, she didn't get away properly, nor did she vocalize wanting a break. So.... much to her own shock, she was treated to even more ridiculousness from her mentor. She'd find his lips wrapped around her apex with low frequency vibration. Oh. That was so nice, her body found itself responding to it, even as she went to place his manhood back within her mouth she was stopped as she moaned against the tip instead flicking with her tongue though she'd intended so much more. It was so distracting, but it felt so nice she didn't want him to stop. She could easily find herself reaching orgasm while he did such a thing. And the muscles of her thighs around his head jumped as she felt only pleasure pulsing through her body down to her spiritual core. "Shishou♥!~," she started as the idea to use her tongue struck her more prominently. He'd used his in a similar way, so why not? She traced his manhood with a gentle vibration from that moist appendage instead, down the shaft to the base then back around the tip. "It's really great!~ " she was near crying. "If you do it like that though, I'll be really distracted~" she moaned. Ah her face was quite red and she was really enjoying it. But she definitely found this level of activity distracting to her own goals as far as his pleasure were concerned.

Sadly for Yume, what she received was far from an easily-hidden tattoo. If it appeared, no manner of clothing would be able to fully conceal it ─ especially garbs of the mortal variety. She was now in possession of an ancient and accursed thing which solidified their bond beyond time and space. The girl asked what she agreed to. Naturally, she was owed an answer. "You know what you agreed to. You said you were mine, and you are. That mark proves it. People used to call it 'the demon wedding ring', but that's far simpler than it should be. Shall I show you some of its uses, Yu-pyon?" Mugen presented a question, but he wasn't exactly going to wait for an answer before acting. Yume would find that seal on her pelvis pulsing as if the mark itself penetrated her womb. In that same moment, the seal grew by spreading throughout her soul and body. A second, longer mark would appear on her lower back. A third would appear on her her chest, as if emerging from her cleavage and spreading just below the collarbone. Yet another was akin to a collar wrapping around her neck, producing lesser copies of itself on the wrists and ankles. With all of those in place, Mugen even had the ability to shift the girl's behavior as he wished. By his desire, he could leave her ravenous even whilst penetrated. Even now, he would trigger the sin of lust in conjunction with greed: two of his favorites to see at once when practicing this sort of seal on the goddess Miwa. "I could make you more of a pet... or I could make you more of a slut. Or... I could do both, and everything between~♥"

Poor Miyuki had to sit there and watch the strangest thing he'd ever seen. Kaguya, as he knew her, was giving more of herself to this magical world demon by the moment. He saw numerous marks appear across her body. Anyone had to know what that sort of thing meant. It was the type of marking one would see from succubi and incubi in fiction, signifying some sort of possession or... something of the like. Alas, Miyuki was made more incapable of acting as time passed. He already couldn't speak; now he couldn't move at all. Surely something was being done to him as well, right?

Anais spoke of distraction, but what could she possibly be distracted from? Well, Ailen could understand the gist of it. Neither of them had any academic purpose in the current endeavor, yet each had the purpose of offering the other a certain level of pleasure. Ailen tried his damnedest to remain consistent, only to halt for a moment as Anais's tongue trailed along his length. He couldn't focus his own mana very well while a small amount of it was ejecting from his manhood, probably splashing onto Anais's cheek as she moved. Without much ability to knead mana at the other end, Ailen could do little more than take the physical approach via suction and humming. A bit of ingenuity went a long way, as Anais was content to exemplify time and time again.

What had Yume received? A demon wedding ring? Well, that sounded about like what she expected, but apparently that understanding was overly simplified. Mugen in all his infinite niceness, offered to show her how it worked. He even used that pet-name she was finding herself to be so very fond of. The mark seemed to pulse where it was, through her womb causing a rather distinctly pleasant feeling, one she couldn't have explained if she tried. She could feel and see these marks popping up across her body, her lower back, across her chest, around her neck, wrists and ankles. The triggering of this set of marks seemed to make the girl ravenous. Her mouth opened, but her tongue fell out before she said anything at all. Her face reddened but it was much more than a simple blush as a reaction. Her entire body was hot, so much that she'd began moving again rather aggressively. She wanted more. More what? Depth, more energy, more of him in contact with her body? Yes, all of those things! She leaned into the man as he spoke of all the things he could do with this power and sje moaned as she found relief by pressing as much of her skin against his as she could. Her hips were moving in a grinding motion but she left her skin in direct contact with him.

"Mugen-sama♥!~ I feel empty, but full... I want more~" the girl managed as she pressed her mouth against his. Did she not expect to have him answer her verbally but she knew innately she could have more. Perhaps, him enjoying this was also worth chasing, she would see. As her hips kept pounding against his pelvis she aimed to slip her tongue into her mouth choosing to invade while being invaded. Actually, whatever was going on with Miyuki was beyond something she could bring herself to care about now. Technically speaking she found herself easily ignoring everything but Mugen and her desire to have as much of him as she could.

At the same time, Anais found herself experiencing quite a lot at Ailen's hands. Even as they weren't pursuing anything other than pleasure, both seemed to find themselves surprised by their continued actions. A splash of mana to Anais's cheek would give the girl a moment of pause. During which she'd use her other hand to move it into her mouth. Easily she could find herself dealing with such an offering, even when it was just an incident encouraged by her own actions. Actually, even without the application of mana to her folds, Ailen was fully capable of bringing about another flourish from Anais. He'd simply find his face incapable of drying as his tongue and mouth played within her sex. Perhaps... this really was something just worth doing. Maybe the connection between her and Ailen as mentor and apprentice really was just something she truly enjoyed. There was nothing wrong with any of this, she was certain... she'd always enjoy this... And that was both aspects, which she realized as his manhood made its way back into her mouth. She couldn't help but use that tongue of hers to encourage his release, just the same the girl found her hand moving along his shaft, she even found a hand moving along his sack. Well, she was a pretty handsy person and she found looking at them that they seemed to twitch and move with every expulsion. She should encourage such a thing right? So she would, with a gentle hand that she'd experiment with learning this special texture, assuming no real pressure would be needed to feel those twitches directly.

Mugen may have barely been making an effort, but he found it quite easy to shift Yume's urges forward a fair amount. Dealing with one who had no reason to see sexual endeavors as more than enjoyment was quite ideal for the demon. Those markings spread across her body, and she showed signs of nigh-unrivaled arousal immediately. Very quickly did Yume exemplify one of Mugen's favorite expressions to see on a woman's face. Only one thing was missing, but that tended to come with an additional requirement. First though, Yume made her own requirements known. She wanted more, and it was no simple desire. The rise and fall of her hips was already being replaced by a grinding motion as she leaned against him for maximum contact. Her movements earlier were disturbingly tame compared to how fervently she drove him into herself. If not for his mouth being suddenly occupied by the girl's tongue, perhaps Mugen would have offered a joke about becoming a self-pleasuring tool. Instead, all he could do was rampage against Yume's tongue with his own.

Miyuki was distraught, thinking this had all become far too much. Mugen, on the other hand, felt this was much more his speed. The demon's hands were firmly latched onto her sides as his groin flexed and pumped repeatedly, building mana toward an eventual release. In due time, Mugen found the smallest break between lips and tongue. By then, his original jest had been lost in favor of a very different statement. "More should be an understatement. That's fine, though; you've go a ways to go still. Fuck yourself stupid if that's what'll do the trick," he said, each sentence bridged either by smacking lips or thrashing tongue.

At the current rate of progression, Ailen was going to be the one unconscious for sixteen hours. He didn't think being incapable of seeing Anais's side of things would make a difference, but the added surprise to every maneuver heightened the experience tenfold. Moreover, there was the fact that Anais wasn't just keeping the status quo either. When next she put forth an effort, Anais applied lips, tongue and hand as per usual... but also brought her other hand to his testicles. Such a strange decision that was. Never in his life had Ailen experienced such a thing firsthand, so she'd undoubtedly be feeling many a twitch directly ─ via both hands and her mouth, actually. Having such a new experience was more than reason enough for Ailen to throb from groin to soul as he pressed onward through the veritable flood to press his face fully into Anais's undercarriage. Ailen didn't need to breathe; he needed to absorb and deliver every lavishing tongue-stroke he could manage. Perhaps he'd even give consideration to copying another advancement Anais took advantage of. . .

Sex was for Yume a thing of fun. The magic and extras involved with it, were mostly seen as bonuses, but not as the primary focus. Having already dealt with the potential negatives surrounding even being thought to have a sexual appetite in her own world, the girl was far beyond denying herself the fun of it after having the experience. No, she found it much to easy to completely surrender herself to Mugen in this case, to leave herself in the care of her master, so to speak. It became much easier still when her increased aggression was met by acceptance. Her tongue was accosted in his mouth and his manhood throbbed within her, even as she used him to satisfy her new more physical urges. And she was fed by this sort of interaction, finding Mugen capable of passing along a sentence or two between their urgent bout of tongue wrestling.

All the while whatever Miyuki was doing what she sought her own pleasure was completely insignificant. Mugen's actions were worth being enthused over. His words, didn't exactly make sense, but maybe they would eventually. She liked her current level of seeking and would continue to do so. If she could use Mugen and... 'fuck herself stupid' as the demon put it, then... why not? "Hai! Mugen-sama♥!~" the girl affirmed only to continue on her way. She met his building thrusts with her own movements. She thrashed her own tongue about in his mouth, that split of hers remained and she used the leverage it gave to aid the aggression of her own movements. All the time, her body felt hot, her loins dripping and those tattoos around her body seemed to pulse with sensation and power. How could she do anything but love this?

Just the same, Anais was learning what it meant to get caught up in activities involving sensation. Though she'd admitted already this elf was distracting her a bit, she eventually found herself capable of continuing on in her usual way. In taking hold of his family jewels, she did indeed get to feel extra pulses and twitches rather directly. How interesting!~ She couldn't have been more amused if she tried. The throbbing in his groin and into her mouth was also something she enjoyed, causing her to apply more suction with her jaws as she moved him towards the back of her throat. Just the same, her own actions were going to be distracted from mostly because she couldn't see what was being done to her either. In fact, the man's face hadn't come out of her folds in quite a while. His face was so fully pressed into her that she wouldn't have understood anything, that being said, she could feel his tongue moving about, lavishing strokes upon her sex which caused her to moan and rather freely continue quenching his thirst. They might both be done for after this, she was pretty sure she could probably use a second nap by the time this was over. Maybe that was fine, 'Sure as long as you wake up and have him for breakfast too♥!~' Sinais mentioned. Anais was going native again, she didn't even argue about the goodness of such an idea.

Yume was so quick to take Mugen's advice. It wasn't very advisory in this case, but she proceeded nonetheless. Up and down she went, her walls sliding with firm grip along his length as constant gushing was all Mugen, and indeed Miyuki, could hear. The ferocity presented by Yume was so befitting of Mugen's desire that his own hips joined the effort in earnest. Each time she fell, he was rising in such a way as to slam their loins together. To a pitiful mortal of Miyuki's caliber, the scene looked quite painful... but he couldn't possibly understand. Every collision was soon causing shockwaves not from physical force alone, but from the collision of mana as well. All the while, Mugen was licking the girl's aggressive tongue, eventually sucking it and holding it betwixt his own teeth. Yume could carry on riding her way into absolute senselessness, but even that wouldn't be the end of this meeting now that she was riling the demon so efficiently.

Speaking of riling, Ailen had long since been jettisoned to a new plane of enlightenment. This had to end at some point, but when? The elf couldn't see a point to ending anything just yet, especially with new techniques joining the fray at every turn. At present, he couldn't even breathe properly, lest he do nothing but inhale the elafia's fluids through the nose. With that being the case, his breathing was entirely oral. Ailen was able to keep himself conscious while doing something about that continuous flood to the face. Even then, however, his breath repeatedly hitched with every sensational jolt Anais's mouth and hands sent through his genitals. If her goal was to quench his thirst, one would hope she had a thirst of her own... as she was successfully turning a would-be gradual buildup into a matter of seconds. Not even a minute out from the previous expulsion of liquid mana, Ailen was already trembling from the waist down, his hips eventually thrusting instinctually during the release of another... offering? Maybe it couldn't even be called that anymore. Whatever the case, one of Ailen's hands had wrapped around her thigh. Knowing ejaculation was becoming a more repeated occurrence for him, the elf figured it would be best to prepare Anais for receiving mana more frequently. To do so, he slipped his fore and middle fingers into her canal ─ a maneuver he knew would condition the body to process incoming mana even without conventional sexual penetration.

Yume wasn't exactly a blind follower. In most cases she was quite contemplative, though not nearly to the same extent as one of her closer friends. Even so, what Mugen offered wasn't something she'd turn down, and a chance to drown herself in the sheer excitement of their current experience was enough to allow her to go with the flow. Even when that flow, dictated aggressive movements, met by other aggressive movements and tongue sucking, biting and the sensation of their energies colliding and moving around within her body. She was quite certain from the outside this looked a like more violent than it felt, but that didn't matter, because she was enjoying every second of it. The pouring of energy into her body was something she appreciated, she didn't even have anything to think about doing with it immediately so the rest just did what it wanted. The power of his darkness was seeping into her skills, into her understanding of her body. Ah, everything was filling her senses, it truly was great. Finding out that learning would involve sex made the deal better not worse, and knowing that she could contribute so readily to her own mental was... the right amount of fun. No judgement, no weirdness, just fun with a guy who was just her type, her life had gotten better by leagues. She hadn't even gotten to the other four and her potential interactions with classmates yet. She couldn't even think of the future currently as she was far too busy diving into her present. Or rather riding her present. Every moment she spent aggressively grinding against him was one which caused her head to heat up a bit further. More and more each second seemed to send her carreening towards a sudden burst, which would take over her mind and body and cause her to lose sight of everything. That was fine, such a thing would end eventually in her coming to a massive halt against the man, her whole body tingling, tightening and then relaxing.

Ailen couldn't think of a time to end the current bout happening between himself and Anais, and the elafia couldn't think of wanting to do any such thing. Anais's actions and Ailen's together seemed to be feeding into each other, growing with every passing aspect of their interaction. Most recently, she came to feel his breaths against her undercarriage, as his breathing seemed to be done through his mouth only for quite some time. His hand came to be wrapped around her thigh as well, which felt nice enough to elicit another small moan from her. Such indications of pleasantry would only grow as Ailen seemed to spill seed into her mouth at a similar frequency to her own flooded loins. That trembling from his body was something she also enjoyed, until of course it was her turn. While she didn't see many reasons to break her own activities, the addition of Ailen's fingers to her core was something rather new. While, she'd gone about the more active version of sex without a problem, something about the ability of fingers to reach their destination was rather intense. Her moan became so much more frequent and her thighs tightened near his head. Even her core found tension after those fingers entered and her hips flexed against him as she enjoyed the sensation which seemed most natural to take on. Ah, this really was a great thing to do, she thought as she continued to moan her climax around his manhood, making sure to swallow his most recent deposit down her throat.

The amount of fun Mugen could have with this one was through the proverbial roof. Activating that seal didn't even seem necessary, but in his understanding, doing so had the chance of releasing any residual reprehensions about an existing session. Even Miwa had become more likely to break her precious cycles after having a sense for what she could experience from the seal's application. Yume seemed, at the very least, to be successfully riding her way toward a stupor. With one final slam onto his pelvis, she halted entirely. She seemed affected on a spiritual level as intended, but she also seemed to be nearing the end of her rope, if not at the end. He couldn't have that. "Ara~? You don't think we're done here, do you?" he asked as it seemed she would progress no further. He'd wave a hand, activating the cuff-like seals in a manner that resembled proper bindings.

Yume had been bouncing atop him while performing a split this whole time, so surely she'd be perfectly fine being lifted by the ankles as such. For general purposes, Mugen decided to also pull the girl by her wrists... and indeed, her neck as well. Said lifting would pull her off the demon entirely, leaving her stranded in the air while he rose. His place was behind her, so there, he'd stand... like a good, supportive mentor. Maybe some could say he just wanted a view of the girl's ass, but that surely couldn't be the case even as he pushed against her upper back to lean her forward, still leaving that display of flexibility intact. In a matter of moments, Yume would find herself being lowered to groin-level. "See, that's not quite stupid enough. As your mentor, it's my job to teach you the right way of it, right?" he asked with a hint of menace in his tone. Just then, a firm hand would collide with Yume's backside, merely a breath away from a vigorous insertion fit to enter her womb and even reach its natural end. If she thought there was time to rest, she thought wrong. Mugen wasn't here to kick back and smell the roses; he was apparently here to try his hardest at splitting someone in half.

When Ailen first thought to take on this position for entertainment purposes, he figured it wouldn't last nearly so long. Alas, there was still no foreseeable end in sight. He obviously had no complaints about that, though there was a concern or two. As Anais continued moaning around his girth, Ailen found it impossible to hold back very much. Ejaculation would soon find its own fruition yet again, so he had to ensure Anais was ready to receive even more mana without overload. One surefire way to do so was to better simulate penetration. With that in mind, those fingers of his straightened and firmed to replicate a repeated thrusting ─ all while Ailen's tongue flicked over the lass's pearl again and again.

There was some sort of finality in Yume's most recent movements. At the very least, she knew she'd reached the climax her own actions dictated she needed. Such was how she'd always behaved. She'd mostly calmed by her own form of exertion and would have been capable of leaving it at that... but, Mugen was no such calm individual. This was made obvious by the activation of those bindings around her wrists. Not just those, but she was lifted by the ones at her ankles, leaving her hovering and off of Mugen's manhood while he repositioned. She would have to state that this was a very good use of magic. "I... ah... didn't assume that..." she murmured. Ah, she was still having a hard time breathing. Among other things, it was quite difficult because though she'd stopped moving and reached an epic climax, perhaps there was still room for more.

And more she would receive. Mugen was now at her back, lowering her to the level of his groin once more. If she had to say by his actions, he seemed to enjoy this sort of thing a bit. And if she was being honest, she didn't mind it. Actually it was strangely comforting for him to be there, but it wouldn't remain that way for long. His next sentence came with an almost menacing feeling to it. Like he had intentions which were less than savory. Somehow she didn't mind that either. According to him, she hadn't gone stupid enough... so perhaps he meant for her to lose more of herself in this exchange. Maybe it was some secret to reaching infinity or maybe it was just being done for the sake of fun, either way she was committed, and it wasn't like she'd been given an option. He lodged himself into her person, all the way into her womb. She felt his entrance at the very end of her being and hiccuped. Her tongue fell from her mouth but strangely the only other thing to occur from such a violent entrance, was her immediate orgasm reached around his tool and a flutter of her pupils like they were pulsing with power. "Hai! Mugen-sama♥!~" Ah those words would be forever flirty, even when they barely made it out of her mouth. Perhaps speech would end up being overrated? Perhaps thinking was overrated too?

Meanwhile, a slightly more and slightly less, responsible exploration was taking place. Anais was finding herself at Ailen's mercy and the elf was finding himself in a similar situation. At least he had the forethought to try and keep the girl processing the mana she was causing to pour into her own throat. Of course, in doing so... he only managed to continue the vicious cycle which was making the girl moan and tighten around the cock buried in her mouth and throat. Even now, he used those long fingers of his to stimulate the girl manually, he also continued flickering his tongue over the apex of her sex. The combined sensations weren't something she'd deny enjoying at all. For something which was supposedly done for fun, she'd easily find herself addicted to such a situation. Of course, this wouldn't stop the girl's actions at all. Fingers caressed his length, they massaged his jewels her tongue wet his member. Her mouth and throat sucked upon him and her throat vibrated with the sounds of her own pleasure and yet another climax reached for all the effort the man was putting into her loins. She was having a sensory overload. And it was... great!~

One thrust deep, and Mugen could already feel the collapse brought forth by Yume's blissful experience. One thrust was all it took, but one thrust would not be all he intended. She knew now one of the many capabilities that seal boasted, but in truth, even that ability had additional levels. Another slap to the girl's backside came as he rested in her core just briefly, only for his otherwise free hand to take on a new purpose. A wisp of mana extended from the mark around Yume's neck, seeming to take the visage of a leash ─ one Mugen proceeded to use as leverage as he slammed into the girl's undercarriage again, again, and again. He had to have some sort of leverage, after all, lest the force of each thrust launch her too far away from him. With that being the case, he kept tugging that magical rope to ensure her body was there to meet every additional impact. Once more, the impact was great enough to reverberate through the subspace that was Mugen's room. Miyuki hardly managed to survive, having an almost brain-shattering experience during every pulse. It was as if he kept losing consciousness, only for the next occurrence to revive him... and the cycle repeat itself thereafter.

Ailen managed some headway with preparing Anais physically, and none too soon. He couldn't control his own hips. The more Anais stroked and sucked away, the more rapidly he felt a buildup that wasn't lacking any of the power its many predecessors boasted. He'd be losing mana yet again. Oh well; at least he could trust that it had a place to go, since the only potential location at present was right down Anais's throat. Actually, having that thought was... interesting. Perhaps he was beginning to fully understand the more 'human' approach to sexual endeavors. Perhaps he'd even take the next opportunity to try something else new for the joy alone... if he survived that long.

One thrust was indeed all it took for Yume to experience sheer bliss. Of course, Mugen didn't seem like the type to stop at just one, nor did she really wish for him to be. In light of that single flourish she found herself looking forward to everything that was to come next. Miyuki would be having the force of this particular interaction forced upon him, but Yume wasn't trying to be spiteful anymore. She'd all but surrendered herself to a purely blissful experience. This experience came with a bit of leverage gained by a leash-like extension to the collar around her neck. And beyond that there was another firm slap to her bottom which caused her nether to tighten around him. He kept her balanced and continued to plunge into her repeated knocking her about while holding her body in place. Her moans filled this room her wet tongue hung from her mouth and the pulsing pupils in her eyes became hearts in shape. She seemed to be enjoying this rather rough treatment, and she currently couldn't even form the words to express it. Ah well, she didn't need to, the continued reaching of climax by her body and the sounds she managed to make might convey it enough, as her own brain overheated and she was left to dangle on the rope of her own pleasure.

Anais on the other hand was finding out her mentor's limits. That is to say, she was quite enjoying his current lack of composure. Perhaps, if she managed to think about it more, that is why she found herself so easily falling into ambiguously teasing the man and testing her newer skills and abilities on his person. Whatever the case, he had at least begun thrusting into her mouth which served the purpose of making sure that all that he offered found its home within her person. She wasn't having any trouble metabolising all the mana he offered her, and hadn't even really stopped to think about any potential problems it might pose. She met those upward strokes from him with her own mouth seeming pleased to be part of such an exchange. Her own relaxation in her body had her, at least not immediately trying anything different. No... she'd be content for a moment or two while she caught her breath, this was fine, eventually she'd need to back away, and free her jaw lest it lock into place... still her arms were far from tired so it wasn't as if stimulation would stop at all.

At long last, Mugen felt what he'd been waiting for. The seal placed on Yume had finally been pushed to its most solid point. The moment her eyes took the shape of hearts, Mugen's mark rooted itself even deeper into her very soul. He'd exist in her subconscious, appearing in dreams even when he had no desire to do so. One could possibly say she'd been 'broken', and that would undoubtedly be true in an old magical sense. She certainly wouldn't be much of a target for anyone else ever again, unless they were comparable to Mugen himself as a match. Knowing the likelihood of that ever happening, Mugen happily plunged into the depths of Yume's being, constantly pulling the leash around her neck and subjecting the room to one spatial reverberation after another. He'd reach a state of calm... eventually. Alas, it would have nothing to do with Yume's desire, and everything to do with deciding he'd had enough fun. Besides, she did have to start learning at some point ─ though for now, he'd only continue pumping excess and purposeless mana into her body. And so, the time would pass. . .

The same could be said of two others, it seemed. Between Ailen and his apprentice, neither showed any signs of retreat or reconsideration for their current actions. As bodies began to take over in a more natural manner, their fates were sealed to a more long-lasting endeavor than perhaps anyone anticipated. Ailen, for one, couldn't have imagined things dragging on for as long as they had already. Ah, but what would he do? Well... he'd let things carry on as they were, also falling into the flow of time until. . .

Mugen had all but broken this this lass's physical form. Well perhaps that was the wrong way to state it... instead he dominated all forms of her person; mind, body and soul. She had been aggressively treated this day and enjoyed it. Those pupils of hers pulsing as hearts when the man rammed himself in and out of her body at what had to be maximum force. Whatever pleasure he got from treating her this way, she also enjoyed for him. Mentally, if she had been capable of extra thoughts, she'd decided this was perfect and as time passed it only became more perfect. She'd made the decision to give herself to this man as completely as possible and she enjoyed it. All that purposeless mana deposited into her form over time seemed to just be coursing around her body.

But all couldn't remain the same. Eventually the girl would be found in a different position, her back against his bed her legs around his shoulders and being pummeled from a more direct angle. From this position she got to stare into his face and confront that thing of her fantasies those glaring eyes. How she'd ever thought anything else would have done, she didn't know. But it was clear to her now that this was it. The look, the aggression, the feeling. She was sure her body had nothing but reactions left to give. She was still moaning happily that tongue of hers still hanging out of her mouth, her vision still full of heart-shaped pupils, but she was far from disliking anything about this situation. Actually as he reached this level of depth inside her person, those hearts were beating in time with the feeling of her loins before they pulsed to a stop, signaling the start of her next flourish.

Some three hours after successfully unlocking the more deviant side of Yume, Mugen's 'fun' was winding down. Of course, winding down included further pummeling of the girl's recently-adjusted body using a new position, but the method was of little importance... or perhaps it was actually of great importance, depending on the perspective. Mugen would believe the latter, as he'd been observing the already small amount of resistance Yume had fading by the minute. At this point, he believed anything could be done without any naysaying from the lass. Whether that was true or false, he was currently enjoying much freedom of movement. With Yume's legs so out of his way, the demon's hips were free to piston wildly as he continued enabling those world-shaking reverberations.

It had been some time since Mugen last deposited his mana into this new apprentice. That, however, was a restraint he showed with purpose. The girl needed to learn some things eventually, so he'd been building up quite the reserve of knowledge to penetrate down to her soul. "As fun as this has been, I think it's time for your lesson. Ready to learn, Yu-pyon~?♥" he asked. A few moments and a few plunges later, he'd subject Yume to the mightiest expulsion yet. Her insides would be filled so wholly and so quickly, much would be expelled as an almost immediate consequence. No matter; Mugen had focused more than enough information to deliver the full breadth of necessary knowledge regardless. Yume would be infused with all the information needed to be considered a theoretical master of astrology and divination. As a single teaching session, it was an excessive amount he delivered unto her. Alas, one tended to discover rather quickly how excessive demons were. . .

Yume had been actively engaged by Mugen for hours. She currently had no concept of the amount of time that had passed, and as far as she was concerned she didn't need one. No, she'd been far too busy enjoying herself to care much one way or another about the amoutn of time she'd spend in this world engaged in sexual activity. Ah, but sex didn't have to be just sex in this world, and given that even though they'd both apparently been having fun she still had to get to her lessons. Oh she was supposed to be learning something and was asked if she was ready. Well... "Hai, Mugen-sama♥!~" the girl mentioned. Granted she didn't know any real need to do anything else, she would at least gain whatever knowledge he had to offer.

Luckily for her however, this wouldn't be an immediate thing. No, a few more knocks around her person would send the girl over the edge and while that was happening Mugen would also be expelling mana. In so doing he delivered a great deal of information directly to the girl's brain about divination and astrology? Ah, it was spreading through her body and out of it at the same time. It was binding to her soul, and... given her own nature she allowed it. Her understanding of divination seemed to be infused to various aspects of her new magical world understandings. Even her understanding of how to feel mana seemed to be affected. Actually, it was more purposeful than that... it seemed like those two things were innately connected. She came to feel more even as she was being spilled in. She understood so much now, she could feel it. Not just physically, but spiritually. It was like she could understand what was being felt in the depths of someone's soul. Ah... that was a strange thing to realize as she started with herself then the man connected to her and then the power reached out further still. And when it did it came into contact with something she didn't like and she immediately pulled back from it. "Aaaahhh♥!~ That's a lot... it's so much!~ Ah, but I really love it though don't I?~" she questioned. As those hearts still pulsed in her eyes, though she seemed to be slowing down just a bit. When she had more time to think about it, she'd decide that much like her friend she enjoyed learning this way... it was such a good use of her time.

For some reason, Mugen found few things more satisfying than expelling more liquid mana than his partner's body could sustain. Perhaps it was the nature of Destroyers to enjoy feeling the sensation of overloading something, even when not literally destroying it. That seemed sensible. Either way, he was obviously content to enjoy letting every last morsel of his essence flow into Yume's body. Sadly though, there was no way to actually do such a thing; damn pouring mechanics had to exist even in a magical world. He'd have to do something about that soon. First, he had to bask in the moment, just as Yume herself seemed to be doing while processing new knowledge and... all of that fluid. As she did so, she presented the demon with a question. It was a lot, but she loved it? Making the assumption was easy, but that question also set Mugen up perfectly. "It looks like you do, but it's not like anyone else could be sure? I think there's only one way to be certain~♥"

With that said, Mugen decided to enact his plan. He'd first be found extricating himself from Yume's loins, taking a standing position on the open floor. That seal around the girl's neck would see use once again as he tugged on the ethereal leash connected to it. He was still dripping mana and very much covered in a mixture of their fluids. Since Yume claimed to 'love' it so much, he thought to give her the satisfaction of... well, the remainder, and whatever residual knowledge was left in that last little stream. "The only one who can say how much you love anything, is you. So... you tell me, and I'll try committing it to memory, Yu-pyon~♥"

Perhaps, today was the day of plentiful and strange developments. Her almost flirty question would be answered, not just by words but by actions. She was starting to really appreciate that quality in Mugen, even as her body was filled well beyond its burst point she seemed to be quite pleased by the sensation. She truly did think it was possible to love this sort of completely excessive approach. What was more, she was offered the ability to truly figure it out. That tattoo around her neck seemed to be used once more after he extricated himself from her loins and he'd take to the standing position properly. She was left the ability to move on her own and took the tug against her leash as gentle encouragement to take her place before him, which she did almost giddily.

He claimed that only she could decide for herself if it was something she loved. But according to Mugen, he'd try and commit it to memory for her. He once again used that pet name of hers, she'd come to enjoy so very much and she'd subsequently find herself accepting the remainder of his expulsion and their mixed fluids with her mouth. Her overly wet tongue would easily caress his manhood after that first expulsion and those heart shaped pupils in her eyes seemed to pulse as she tasted the sweet citrus of herself along with the spiciness of Mugen. She went about cleaning his tool with her own mouth but between lavished tongue strokes she did have something to say. "It really is something I love, and it's quite tasty, Mugen-sama♥!~" the girl chimed as she finished what she'd aimed to do. Just the same whatever residuals she got from accepting the rest of her mana this way, seemed to help her thoughts crystalize in her head. How interesting it was to process mana in this way.

With gentle coaxing of a physical nature, Yume took her place by his groin. She'd continue their flirty engagement by seeking confirmation, lapping at his cock in a way that didn't dry it at all ─ not with that wet tongue she used. Nevertheless, Yume was managing to take care of all residue in a seemingly thorough fashion. Ah yes, Mugen knew exactly how satisfying this relationship would be for him. The same could apparently be said of Yume as well, who went on to confirm her elation. "Ii shoujo da ne~♥" he harped. With that, regrettably, he figured their first session had come to an end. He didn't want to actually fry the mind and spirit of his apprentice, after all.

"As first times go, this has been a bit short... but you were just a human a few hours ago. I suppose I should consider it a victory that you could survive even that much," Mugen mused. Whenever Yume finished lavishing his shaft, he'd be magically redressing himself and commenting on her state of being... or rather, giving fair warning. "The inmon I used this time worked out quite well. It won't be going anywhere, though. The seal, the extras, the eyes ─ they'll all appear as necessary, and I doubt they'll go away until you're done processing. Frankly, I'm not sure which is stronger between yours and Miwa's. Now... we should be figuring out what to do with the extra weight sitting outside my bedroom. Are you dressing, or do you want the real one to watch my offering drip out of you too?"

Yume was rather committed as a pet. Well, maybe that wasn't exactly the truth, she was pretty committed to being Mugen's pet currently and had nothing but pleasantries and forward thinking to offer her new life. Actually, his commentary after her more flirty words left the girl with a gentle blush along her face. Strange, she didn't know she'd find such words appreciable but she truly did...

Moving on from this, having finished her work of cleaning up the demon's groin it would appear that this particular session and its accompanying lessons were over. This was almost confirmed by the words. He spoke of such a session being quite short, but claimed that this was fine as she had been human at the start of this endeavor. She imagined without the ability to become a different species, it might have been quite difficult to continue the way she had been. "Hai hai, I assume it could have been worse for me so I'll take it in stride..." she mused. Ah, but there was more to be discussed. Beyond this point, the seals that had been placed on her body were called inmon and wouldn't truly be leaving her. According to Mugen they'd taken quite well and would appear as needed. This was also fine, though he wasn't sure if hers or Miwa's was stronger? Ah, that was in her early information the goddess of this land, so his wife. It was an odd thing for her to realize she'd just been added to a polycule but she also didn't worry about that too much either. "All of that is fine, I understand..." she said of the marks still vibrating gently on her body. As for if she'd dress again while they did something about the dead weight outside she gave it a bit of consideration. "I think I'll get dressed, mostly because he'd like seeing it and I don't want to make him happy..." she said. Maybe she was still a bit spiteful? Or maybe she just had some understanding that she didn't before? She wasn't entirely sure but she'd probably figure it out sooner or later.

Given this, she went on to dress herself. That dress reappearing across her skin, though the markings on her body showed both through and around the small ornate dress. She also picked up that hat of hers, attaching it to her head and in so doing it seemed to take a form more suited to her 'alien' appearance, becoming a strange glow to her previously created halo and adding a host of information to be processed to her brain, but she'd used her left over energy for that. "Alright, I'm ready... Mugen-sama!~" she mused as her clothing begant he process of eating away at her current body, though it seemed to be a rather slow process, leaving her with the more thickened version of her form.

Whilst in the process of dressing himself, Mugen awaited several of the girl's reactions. First and foremost was the follow-up to an unusual compliment, which had the girl's face flushed in an obviously accepting manner. Second was the idea that all of their fun could have been something terrible for her if approached in excess. Mugen was sure she could handle anything at her current level of ability, but that was only physical. A mind, a truly broken one, could never be fully repaired; that was what he intended to avoid. Ah, but even then... a certain kind of mind-breaking was something to appreciate, and something Mugen himself had been aiming for. "Good. We don't want you too broken~" he declared.

As for the third point, Yume had to choose whether she'd dress, or avoid doing so entirely. She chose the former with the primary reason being her refusal to satisfy the boy she'd come to this world with. To that, Mugen quirked a brow and tilted his head. "Is that so? Well, that's a shame. You'll do exactly that eventually... even if it's not 'you' doing it," he commented as if possessing a secret about the lad. Moving on, Yume being dressed was reason enough for him to abandon the topic entirely. There was no point being in a bedroom and wearing clothes, after all. Whatever the case, she added the hat from earlier, giving it a new form to go along with her existing ensemble. Mugen took a moment to return his room to its former state, which inadvertently banished Miyuki before he stepped out. Along the way, there was more information to share with Yume. "You'll want to consider something, though. The real brat doesn't have memories from here; he's been in a vegetative state since you made that part of his consciousness move between realms."

According to Mugen, he didn't want Yume too broken. She could take that many ways, but she knew of the cursed tags, perhaps demons were into mind-breaks of a less than life altering variety. Like the kind that happened for the moment instead of the kind that turned into complete and total bad ends. Whatever the case, she seemed just a little bit amused by what was said and found herself smirking regardless. Too bad, the jovial and light-hearted musings of the girl would be lost for a moment. After explaining why she didn't wish to go out naked, it was stated that maybe she'd end up satisfying the lad one day, even if it wasn't her. "Ewww, that is a horrifying thought..." she murmured. It seemed this girl had few fears in life, but didn't like the idea of her image being something this boy could connect with his own happiness anymore.

Whatever the case, Mugen seemed to be fixing up his bedroom and even the little shadow of Miyuki seemed to go away as well. That was quite nice and they would be on their way. But of course there was at least one more thing the girl would have to deal with. When she'd decided this lad's mind needed breaking, it was apparently the case that his body had been left where it was while his mind traveled to her first day of lessons. "That's a bit of a pain isn't it?" she murmured. It was annoying to think the lad didn't actually know how very over they were. Besides that it wouldn't really be a fitting punishment if he didn't have those memories to go out into the world with. Besides he'd get the wrong idea about them potentially reconciling if he didn't get them back. "So, will they break his brain? It'd be sort of pointless to give them back to him and then have to break up with him again..." she hypothesized as she stepped back into the throne room. Hm, everything felt quite different, with her senses properly open.

Yume seemed quite disgusted by the idea of enabling Miyuki's happiness, even indirectly. As Mugen saw it, however, she had nothing to worry about. "Don't think much of it. You see... Karma has its ways. Those who deserve the worst will get the worst. For every positive someone like that receives, the negative will be overall doubled so long as they keep on the same track," he explained. In regards to the sudden plural pronoun usage, Mugen figured Yume would understand fully once she saw Miyuki again.

Once they returned to the throne room, a question was presented. Yume wished to know if receiving those memories would break the human boy's mind, and in truth... Mugen couldn't say for certain. He shrugged initially. There was only one factor that could determine the stability of a person's mind. "That depends on him. Strength of mind is something determined in a moment, based on one's own emotional responses and how they choose to deal with them in regards to the information being processed. One could choose to reflect on memories like those and be perfectly fine after a time. Alternatively, one could take zero responsibility and... well, what doesn't better you, makes you lesser. A bit of a bonus lesson for you," he instructed. Of course, Mugen knew how the boy would most likely react. Even with that being the case, humans had a propensity for surpassing their own limits in numerous ways. It may have been a small chance, but there remained a chance nonetheless that Miyuki would reflect on those memories and be fine eventually.

Yume was quite disgusted by the idea of having anything to do with Miyuki's happiness. As far as she was concerned, his happiness and her had nothing to do with each other and she didn't want them entwining at all. Of course, that could have just been the spite talking, or it could have been her continued digust at the type of manipulation she saw him as being capable of. Whichever the case was, it was at least a little comforting, that Karma in this world seemed to be so proactive. "I guess it's good that karma isn't just something people talk about to make themselves feel better," she stated. She knew in the world she'd come from people spoke of karma as a form of justice but knew that more often than not, some wrongs would never see true consequences. At least, she could rest easy knowing that if he remained as he was, he'd pay for it...

Speaking of recompense, there was apparently the matter of the lad's returned memories. For all Yume knew, returning his mind to him with the memories of her own debauchery might break him in some way. And Mugen's words on the matter implied that it was possible that could happen, but this wasn't the sort of thing that could be mediated ahead of time. Mugen's lesson in this form was that if it didn't make you better it would make you lesser. This was considered a bonus to her previous lessons and she supposed if she applied the logic of her earlier situations to this, she could say that attaching herself to Miyuki permanently would have made her incapable of reaching even her current height, making her lesser in the grand scheme of things. "Sou ka, so it one of those free will choices," she said seeming to understand the whole of the situation in theory. So what did she think? Well, a kid's cartoon movie had once mentioned either running from an experience or learning from it, given the profound impact of such a statement, she didn't think it a good thing to do for either of them to stand in the way of the lad learning his lesson. If he collapsed it would be no one's fault but his own, if he learned from it, maybe he could live a happy life without ever darkening her doorstep again. If she was being fair, the latter was in general what she wanted for most people after they'd done their due diligence. "After some consideration, he should definitely get his memories back. I won't stand in the way of someone else's learning opportunity. Even if the lesson is particularly tough," she concluded with a light giggle. "Alright, I guess I am watching someone's mind roll a d20 today~" she stated, wondering if that might have been giving the lad a bit too much credit.

Yume's response implied a belief that Karma couldn't always apply. From the sound of things, her world didn't have such direct uses of the phenomenon... though Mugen knew better. "Karma always has its place, and will always have its way. Rack up enough, and even another lifetime won't save you from the consequences of your own actions," he asserted firmly. Across many lives, one picked up many things. Among those things was an understanding of how connected they all were in the end.

Moving on, Yume had a decision to make regarding her former... pet? At this point, Mugen wasn't sure what to call the creature in human form, but he couldn't personally consider it much of a human. Humans were magnificent creatures with limits beyond the stars themselves. This one was instead content to lower his own ceiling continuously. Among the things Mugen could not abide, that was perhaps the most grievous. Yume's decision was to grant the lad his memories, thus granting an opportunity for self-improvement. Though Mugen didn't believe improvement would come in any reasonable time, he could respect the decision. "Then there's only one thing to do. You should know how to transfer memories without... frankly debasing yourself by now," he said, standing by while that vegetable of a boy sat in wait for his own awakening. Miyuki didn't even have a clue what was happening. In having his consciousness returned, he could have believed no time had passed since it was ripped out. In this case however, it seemed he would be receiving all that missing time instead. How would things play out from there?

Apparently, life times worth of Karma could be built up in such a way that even dying wouldn't save you from your past mistakes. Yume for a moment tried to imagine a person insane enough to get themselves into that much trouble. She couldn't rightfully imagine it. How could someone actually be crazy enough to keep doing things that didn't work? She supposed the worlds had all sorts of people in them, it should be likely to encounter any kind of person, that being said, it seemed a bit unreasonable for someone to actually amass a bunch of negative karma enough to bleed through their semi-infinite lives. "Be mindful of sticking points. And don't act like a spoilt entitled crazy person, got it~" she said seeming to have come to a few conclusions about the sorts of people who had to live with more than a little bit of karma in the negatives from one life to another.

But their happy lessons would once again find themselves detouring around Miyuki. As the lad sat on the floor, Yume found herself staring at his rather annoying looking visage. She couldn't exactly place why, but now that her eyes were actually on him, she just felt annoyed all over again. Luckily enough, (likely for both of them), Mugen was still around to distract her a bit. He seemed to understand her decision to afford the lad his memories but would leave it to her to undertake it. She supposed that was only fair, as the boy's consciousness moving was indeed her own doing. She wouldn't exactly be putting the work of righting things on anyone else. She wasn't irresponsible. Besides, Mugen was quite right, she did have the necessary knowledge, between what he'd given her directly and what she'd taken from her gifted hat, to put together a way to restore the lad without having to touch him in an intimate way. Alright! She could do this... she raised her right hand to her mouth and blew into it gently. There was a mix of mana and magic there, that looked like a tiny seedling of blue fire. It would be about all that was required to magically restore the lad's memories based on her understanding of such things as an onmyoji. Still there was the method of delivery which she spent a bit of time thinking about with that little seedling pulsing in her hand. "Delivery method wasn't something I thought of initially," she mused, seeming to find a light-hearted sentiment in herself for just a second. But... it wouldn't last. No she drew back her right hand and immediately slapped it into the lad's left cheek. And then, just to make sure his brain properly restarted, she followed up with an immediate left to the other side of his face. She didn't know why, but somehow she felt better. An amused expression settled on her face, immediately after. That was oddly satisfying. Well, it did make sense, she'd started her day in this world by slapping the lad in her human form, a couple of slaps from her current form was the most ironic ending to this day.

Another lesson given, another lesson learned. Mugen didn't find it necessary to deliver all lessons in the form of mana, as moments like these benefited greatly from verbal teachings. Other things, however... were best learned by feeling. Yume had the necessary information to share Miyuki's own memories with him, and she produced those memories by breathing them as flame into her hand. Just then, Mugen felt that all spite hadn't left her just yet. One would wonder how she thought to deliver that hint of mana. Ah... but she didn't leave him waiting very long.

Not at all for the first time today, the sound of skin colliding with skin resonated throughout the throne room. It happened once, it happened twice, though neither time was for the same reason as the similar sounds of earlier. Yume had two hands ─ both were for Miyuki's face. Mugen laughed, knowing the second collision didn't even carry memories with it. Just the same, it would have purpose. Miyuki received the first slap and experienced the rush of traumatizing memories that accompanied it. In that moment, he became conscious again. Also in that moment, he was perfectly aware of the second slap meant only to hurt. The boy reeled from a combination of pain and a massive influx of information to the mind. How would he take he information itself, though? He saw every moment of Kaguya's downfall at once. Everything flowed through his mind like an accelerated video, with Kaguya's goodbye repeating throughout it all. As for how he took it all... the sign was somewhere between Mugen's sudden laughter, and the sudden wet bulge in Miyuki's breeches. "Kuhuhuhu! I should have warned about that one. The apparition would have done that earlier, but it couldn't. Looks like it all welled-up just to come out now~"

Dual slaps were delivered to the blonde haired boy's face and there was satisfaction in Yume after she did so. She assumed by the shocked looking expression on Miyuki's face that he'd both gotten back his memories and understood that the secondary slap was done not out of necessity but instead out of spite. All of this would have been glorious, even Mugen's new laughter if the reason for it had been different.

It would seem that there were quite a few things left unsaid by Miyuki. And maybe he didn't know about them before their time in this world, but at the very least his body was quite honest about enjoying the show. Yume might have just assumed it was a knee-jerk reaction but somehow given the words Mugen spoke about the situation and forgetting to warn her of it, she could assume that this was just peak sexual deviance. Even with her own sexual deviance being something known, she found this particular lack of restraint a special kind of disgusting. "Eww, I touched him..." she squealed taking a step back. Blue flames appeared in both her hands as if she intended to burn any residual traces of their physical contact away.

Just the same it had been hours since Mugen had disappeared. And in that time, Miwa had finished her studies and managed to do quite a few things concerning her new nigh absolute control over arcane wisdom. She'd studied sources and done a great deal of thought based exercises regarding them. Of course, she had an intention of seeing a particular one of her husbands this day, but that didn't matter at all. No, the woman sat as regally as she normally did, long legs stretched over the end of her throne, little black strips of cloth covering her important parts while leaving her a lot of skin showing. Her eyes were a perfect shade of blue and her hair was ornately done up just a bit. Her countanence was stunning and Yume's attention would be brought to it as somewhat amused words slipped from between her lips. "Ara? I assume he deserved those slaps. I was wondering why someone left a vegetable in the middle of the throne room..." she stated as if it was a perfectly normal thing to have happen. "Oh, but it looks like something much more important has happened today~" she seemed rather excited to be told of more pressing developments.

Miyuki sat on his knees, abandoned and assaulted... and dribbled ejaculate into his pants. As the latter occurred, Yume expressed disgust over making physical contact with the lad just moments before. Did she not like that he had a positive sexual response to everything he could see? That seemed to be the case as she aimed to literally burn off the filth of his touch. Surely it should be seen as a compliment to her attractiveness! "Shinomiya, I─" The boy tried to speak, but a pointed glare from the likes of Mugen froze him in place. It wasn't even the demon's intention to silence him; he was merely disgusted by a peculiar smell of... raw meat.

Luckily for Mugen, there was a distraction from that awful scent. At some point during Yume's first... 'lecture' of sorts, Miwa returned to the throne room. It seemed she'd left the little human sitting there while wondering why he was in such a state. "Ara? And what sort of time do you call this? I was bored out of my mind waiting for you earlier," he said, turning in the goddess's direction with an open hand gesturing toward Yume. Miwa knew there was something interesting afoot, but she didn't know the half of it. "So, I decided to make a long-term investment to fill the spaces between. I summoned an apprentice of my own, and she's already got a few impossible feats under her belt. Ne, Yu-pyon~?"

Should Yume have seen the expulsion from the lad as a compliment to her attractiveness? Maybe. A few hours ago she'd taken him ogling her a bit as a good sign, she wasn't simply being obtuse in being disgusted by him. Ah, it was a sensory thing, she realized this when Mugen shot the boy a rather paralyzing and disgusted look. It wasn't just her who felt strangely about the expulsion at all. It had such a strange feeling involved and her senses were heightened enough by her current level of perception that she understood what it was. If Mugen, tasted and smelled spicy to her. Then, this lad smelled like a pack of ground meat. But that wasn't just it either, it was like a pack of mixed meat that one picked up on clearance day at the super market and left in the fridge a couple extra days. It was pretty close to rotting and it just wasn't appealing. Thus her rather disgusted reaction. It was at least something to consider... as she put out the fires on her hands. This wasn't even done for normal reasons either, she wanted to burn off any residual mana, purge herself of any potential influence, she even took an extra few steps back as she turned her attention to Miwa.

Oddly, Miwa found the whole of this rather interesting to watch, but Mugen's words questioning her appearance here and now was rather pointed. She scoffed seemingly offended by the question itself. "I call it pretty fast time considering all that I was looking into. It's not every day one has their base order in the world change. I had to figure out the limits. And... I was studying the Source... A single day's time is far from excessive in this case," she stated. Well, it didn't seem to matter much as Mugen had indeed done the thing she'd thought. And he'd gotten and given an introductory lesson to an apprentice. He called her a long term investment and the goddess could see that. He claimed she'd done some impossible things already, but there were several things in those few words which made the woman's brow quirk. In the meantime, Yume felt the nagging urge to introduce herself rather formally. Maybe because of who this woman reminded her of? "Asakura Yume desu, yoroshiku onegaishimasu!~" she said bowing to the goddess she'd learned a bit about from both Qin and Mugen.

"Oh? Another polite child. I'm Miwa, Goddess of Arcane Wisdom, though I am sure that part is obvious," she said knowing her husbands wouldn't choose complete idiots as their apprentices. The girl would find herself under rather intense scrutiny as those magical eyes of the goddess seemed to peer through her to a great extent. "What is she wearing? And did you say you summoned her? From where? How? And... this still doesn't explain the vegetable in the middle of the throne room and you seem to have gone a bit overboard as well. Her inmon is even more pronounced than mine!" Miwa exclaimed. Of course these weren't complaints. This was bound to be a secondary lively day for her. She'd await answers while staring at Yume and taking in her physical features and the markings on her body, as well as the strange clothing that seemed to fall outside of normal understanding.

In Miwa's opinion, it was a very small amount of time she spent away from the throne room, given all the things she had to experiment with. Mugen sighed, believing she undertook her studies in a less optimal way than an alternative he had in mind. "You're not wrong; half a day is nothing compared to a human lifetime. Though you could have reduced it even more with a little... inspiration backing you. Maybe I even have some insight to offer? Who knows?" he asked rhetorically and somewhat cryptically. Ah, but none of that was important now. Miwa's absence and Anais's business kept him just bored enough to make an epic discovery, who would now be found introducing herself to the goddess.

Many questions begged answers, as one would expect in a situation like this. For some reason, Miwa was even still curious about that half-rotten brat on the floor, though Mugen supposed he could answer that while addressing a matter of actual importance. "I did say I summoned her. I used an old trick ─ one I wasn't sure would work. Using the Little Doe as a catalyst was enough of a boost to make it function exceptionally, pulling someone she knows from Gaia," the demon explained. Not once did he mention exactly what sort of spell was used, but he also viewed it as something of little consequence. "The inmon's strength has nothing to do with me. She decided it was a good idea to become my little plaything~♥" he added. "As for what she's wearing... that is both of the two feats I mentioned. She's wearing a Great Old One of Fomalhaut: The Living Flame Cthugha."