17-272

EP.272 Omen (22) 

[Estimated Magic Value: 35%] 

It wasn’t even from her taking in a proper ejaculation just from swallowing a modest amount of precum and yet the value had already climbed nearly 5%. 

I was conflicted. 

Should I stop here? 

Or should I pour a huge load of cum into this bitch’s mouth to try to resolve at least some of my doubts…? 

But the hesitation didn’t last long. 

Even as I sat here delaying, the value was clearly bound to keep changing. 

If I didn’t fuck Meril even once until this magic problem was resolved, then sooner or later, purely from sexual frustration, she would likely be swallowed completely by another magic. 

The reason succubi could seduce humans and fuck them like dogs without issue was that they targeted humans already drowning in sexual frustration. 

Among such prey, I remember even humans whose willpower rivaled that of heroes. 

No matter how high Meril’s “bitch power,” if she were left in a state of pent‑up need and endlessly tormented by magic, eventually she would break. 

So, one way or another, if I wanted to solve this while keeping Meril from sinking into frustration, I’d have to give her at least one truly satisfying climax. 

If the magic rose to a dangerously high level and I risked losing her, I could simply flood her with my magical semen until it smothered and expelled the bad magic. 

To get a quicker read on the situation, I decided to concentrate a large amount of magic into one point. 

Originally I had distributed magic evenly throughout my body, but now I used the technique I’d first learned through Elina focusing it all into one place. 

Reviving the old feel of concentrating magic into my fingertips to train my bitches, I now pushed it into just the glans. 

“Heuuuub…♥” 

As the magic pooled in the glans that Meril was so eagerly sucking, her movements suddenly halted. 

With a dazed gaze, she looked upward at me. 

She’d stopped exactly in the midst of noisily slurping the glans, her cheeks sunken in about halfway. 

It seemed she’d realized something had changed in the cock in her mouth, but clearly had no idea what that change actually was her eyes silently asking me. 

It was obvious she wanted an answer from me, but I could tell she had no intention of pulling my cock from her mouth to ask aloud. 

[Estimated Magic Value: 35%] 

Since the value hadn’t changed, my options had essentially narrowed to one. 

Just like before, I quietly looked down at Meril as if nothing had happened implicitly telling her to stay focused on her duty as a bitch servicing her master with her mouth‑pussy. 

“Hhhup…♥ Mmph…♥ Heuubuuuu……♥” 

As if she understood, Meril soon began moving her tongue again. 

For about ten seconds I simply watched as her tongue slid here and there, licking along my cock. 

Before long, another spurt of precum spilled into her mouth, and without hesitation she swallowed. 

Her lips twitched slightly, her eyes curving pleasantly as though to say my precum was always delicious. 

Normally, that sight would have been simply pleasing… 

[Estimated Magic Value: 36%] 

…but now I was in the position of watching the value rise at that very moment, which made it hard to smile with satisfaction at the sight of my bitch savoring her master’s cock‑juice. 

I’d already expected the value to climb with each swallow, but I hadn’t stopped this service mid‑way because I wanted to know exactly what would happen once she took in actual cum. 

“Churup…♥ Chup…♥ Jup…♥ Chururup……♥” 

Meril continued her mouth‑pussy service as though nothing had happened. 

Just like before, she focused only on my glans, diligently sucking it, without pushing any more of my cock into her mouth. 

This made it look like it would still be some time until I climaxed. 

The pleasure wasn’t lacking her technique was solid, enough that even the slow strokes of her tongue thoroughly pleased the glans. 

She was even blatantly tapping and moistening the surrounding flesh just to make my eventual cum shot more delicious, as if she couldn’t hide her intentions. 

It was close enough to a “true” blowjob that it was fair to call it one outright. 

So each time the tip of her tongue touched my urethral opening, a sharp thrill would run up my spine before gradually fading. 

Naturally, as I enjoyed this satisfying pleasure, precum was almost dripping from her mouth, and her magic value continued to rise. 

In short, the pleasure I felt was more than enough the only thing missing was speed. 

But I couldn’t expect her to accelerate just yet. 

While the magic value was steadily climbing, Meril still firmly held on to her composure and without gulping down a large amount of precum or cum, she likely wouldn’t change drastically. 

So I settled in to keep receiving her long, thorough service while thinking about the strange magic inside her… 

“Huuup…♥ Heuub…♥ Uuuuuuup……♥” 

Pausing her blowjob for a moment, Meril took a sharp breath through her nose, then opened wider and began pushing the glans deeper. 

Swallowing such a large cock at once seemed a little difficult for her, so her pace wasn’t fast but after so long gently sucking only the glans, her reaching for the shaft showed she’d hit her limit. 

It was a natural progression. 

No matter how much she wanted to keep up a slow, controlled pace for her master, swallowing precum over and over would inevitably chip away at that resolve. 

If it was her own will crumbling, that was fine but if it was happening because of the suspicious magic the status display kept reporting, then it was a troubling issue. 

So even as she took about half my shaft into her mouth, I kept an eye on the display. 

Luckily, there was no sudden spike. 

[Estimated Magic Value: 37%] 

The magic was still growing inside her at the same steady pace. 

By contrast, Meril’s reactions made it clear she wanted to pick up speed. 

Flattening her tongue against the underside of my shaft, she took a deep breath through her nose and sucked hard. 

“Jjuup♥ Jup♥ Jup♥ Chururup…♥” 

Her formerly half‑sunken cheeks now hollowed completely, drool spilling from her lips to dampen her chin and the skin below. 

After sucking what she held in her mouth several times, Meril began slowly bobbing her head back and forth, starting a proper, full blowjob. 

Her tongue moved quickly, licking all over, while her round lips squeezed tightly around my shaft. 

Her head moved faster and faster, without reducing the pressure of her suction. 

At this point, she looked very much like a bitch overly addicted to magic. 

In fact, she was showing the same kind of intense, magic‑drunk reaction. 

Only minutes ago she had seemed fully lucid now she looked like nothing more than a female obsessed solely with drinking down my cum. 

Whether this was just fickleness, or… 

[Estimated Magic Value: 38%] 

…the sign that she had truly begun to succumb to the foreign magic, I wasn’t sure. 

Acting as though her only purpose was to take my load into her mouth, she suddenly began bobbing her head wildly. 

She even tried to work her throat, forcing my cock past her tonsils in an effort to take it to the root. 

From this alone she didn’t look much different from the other bitches I’d trained. 

“Huuuuup…♥ Keuk…♥ Heuuk…♥ M-Maasteeer…♥ Heup…♥ Heubuuuup……♥” 

If she was showing signs of addiction to someone else’s magic, then despite that, Meril was still showing excessive affection toward me. 

There was no trace of the pained look she’d had when facing Anne’s harassment; even with tears brimming in her eyes, her smile was one of eager anticipation. 

Given that, I decided it was time to really use her throat. 

Grip. 

“Heuup…♥” 

I grabbed Meril’s head firmly with both hands. 

Pulling back until the glans caught at her lips, I fixed her head in place  

 then snapped my hips forward, ramming my cock all the way into her throat in a single thrust. 

“Huuuuuuup…♥”