The Succubus, The Priest, and His Fall Into Lustful Heat - Chapter 54
No matter how much he tried to blame the succubus’s curse, the thought of seeking pleasure using that part… seemed too much. Perhaps he was flawed from the beginning.
Maybe that’s why he ended up in Medialle—to cleanse his wretched, filthy nature, to wash away the blemish that he was in this world…
“Father?”
Lost in his habitual self-destructive thoughts, Payne flinched and looked up. Ashtel was watching him closely from nearby.
“You’re too close.”
“Oh, sorry.”
“…It’s fine.”
“But you’re standing again, aren’t you?”
Reflexively, Payne glanced down and then crossed his legs, turning away. Somehow, this maid always seemed to notice it, even when it wasn’t obvious under his cloak.
“No, I’m not. I’ll go in now.”
“But I can smell— I mean, I saw it protruding.”
“You’re mistaken.”
He dismissed her quickly, but the unquenched thirst was still evident in Payne’s eyes. However, if she pressed further, he’d surely despise her.
Reluctantly, Ashtel let him go. Given how much he had climaxed today, this seemed enough.
“…Thank you for today.”
With that, Payne shut the door with a thud.
Left alone, Ashtel crossed her arms and sighed.
‘Is this really okay?’
* * *
To be precise, the problem was Ashtel herself.
“Sister, what if I end up pouncing on Payne?”
—Isn’t that what you want?
“No! I told you, I want to save Payne!”
That night, feeling troubled, Ashtel contacted Carmen using the communication device. Luckily, Carmen answered almost immediately, as if she had been waiting for her call.
—Penetrative s-x is the most effective way to release intense lust, isn’t it?
“What if he hates me afterward? What if he never wants to see me again?”
—Stop being a bother.
Carmen’s monotone and cold voice echoed through Ashtel’s tiny cabin.
—Besides, didn’t you realize why you underwent your second awakening? It was because you released too much pheromone, right?
“Don’t scold me. I really don’t know why it happened…”
Ashtel clutched the communicator to her ear and rolled around on her bed, tugging at her hair in frustration.
“Maybe it’s because I’m too weak? I’m the weakest in our family.”
—But you have that amazing ability, don’t you? The perfect shapeshifting. No one except Katzel can transform into another being so flawlessly.
“That makes sense…”
It was true to some extent.
Shapeshifting across species was something that existed only in the realm of illusion magic, typically used in dreams.
—It’s something only we dream demons can do. Changing not just our appearance, but our skin, muscles, bones, and even internal organs to match another creature is a feat beyond normal magic.
“Yeah…”
—Plus, you can control the body of the creature you transform into right away. If you become a bird, you can fly; if you become a dog, you walk on all fours. That implies your brain structure changes too, which according to neural magic theory…
Carmen’s technical rambling began. Ashtel half-listened, letting most of it go in one ear and out the other, until she had a question.
“Oh, right. Sis, you don’t go hunting but you still manage to consume energy, right?”
—…which changes the body proportions…
“Sis.”
—As you know, this is unprecedented in the demonic academia…
“Hey, sis!”
—What?
“That automatic energy absorption machine. You made that, didn’t you?”
—To be precise, it’s an automatic fluid energy detection and hunting deployment device.
That’s that.
Ashtel quickly spoke up before Carmen could start on another tangent.
“Can I borrow it? At this rate, I’m going to collapse before I can help Payne!”
—What? No.
“Why not?”
—Because I don’t want to.
There was a sound of Carmen adjusting her glasses and letting out a sigh.
—Do you think I’m some kind of servant who gives you whatever you ask for?
“Then I’ll transform into that human for you.”
—…
“The one you like to experiment on.”
—How long?
“A few hours, tops. No more than that.”
—That’s too little. Can I lick you?
“Ugh.”
The human male Carmen liked—although she never admitted to loving him—was thin, with slanted eyes that had a seductive gleam, and looked fragile enough to break with a touch.
But apparently, he was quite big down there…
“Fine, you can lick me.”
—Alright, it’s a deal.
Whenever her sisters were unwilling to help, Ashtel often transformed into their preferred type of human male. It usually involved a lot of biting, licking, and sucking, but for Payne’s sake, she could endure her sister’s intense affection.
So, what arrived for the energy-starved Ashtel was…
“A d-ldo?!”
A magical d-ldo.
