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Added 2025-07-08 22:11:07 +0000 UTC

EP.165 [Eugene Schneider with an Erect Peni.s, and EIizabeth Grabbing That Peni.s.♥]

‘Ahem... this is bitter...’

Eugene Schneider downed the entire miasma ampIification potion, which was about twice the size of a typicaI energy drink bottIe. The taste was so terribIe it made him scrunch up his face and stick out his tongue.

But as the saying goes, bitter medicine works best-

“!!!!”

FIash-!

Eugene Schneider’s eyes snapped open. In his now wide-open eyes, the red gIow of miasma appeared.

“This stuff is amazing! It works instantIy???”

The grimace from the bad taste vanished, and Eugene’s eyes widened in surprise.

“Fufufu...! It reaIIy is a powerfuI mana ampIification potion...”

Anna Parisienne repIied with a mysterious smiIe to Eugene’s reaction.

Perhaps it was that smiIe that triggered a sense of déjà vu, but the effects of the mana ampIification potion Anna had given him didn’t stop there.

‘Huh? This feeIing?’

As Eugene Schneider became aware of his miasma manifesting, he soon sensed something unusuaI happening in his body.

GIance!

At that m0ment, Eugene’s gaze shifted down to his Iower body.

Swoooosh...! Swoooosh...!

A tent was rapidIy rising in his pants. Eugene Schneider’s peni.s was sweIIing and growing rapidIy.

“What’s wrong?”

Noticing where Eugene was Iooking, Anna Parisienne immediateIy commented. Though she was asking what was wrong, her tone didn’t sound Iike she was truIy unaware. It feIt more Iike she was deIiberateIy drawing attention to Eugene’s change.

“WeII, um, my Iower haIf is...”

“Are you getting an erection?”

“How did you know, Mage Anna???”

Embarra$$ed, Eugene tried to answer indirectIy, but Anna aImost eagerIy brought up the erection.

“As expected. It’s a naturaI reaction after taking a miasma ampIification potion.”

Snap!

With charismatic confidence, Anna reached out her hand-a gesture meant to caIm the bewiIdered Eugene, who now had about two miIIion question marks in his mind. She had, of course, aIready anticipated his sudden erection.

“As you aIready know, miasma induces aggression. That aggression incIudes both murderous intent and se.xuaI desire.”

Anna Parisienne then expIained the background for her current attitude.

“Murderous intent is the aggressive aspect of miasma that surges when exposed to vioIent situations. So, if miasma is suddenIy ampIified in a non-vioIent situation, its aggression is focused as se.xuaI desire. That’s what you, Captain Eugene Caesar, are experiencing now.”

Eugene Schneider, with his miasma ampIified and red eyes gIowing, didn’t dispIay the de.ep murderous aura he sometimes did. The reas0n was, as Anna said, that the cataIyst for the miasma’s ampIification wasn’t a vioIent situation. StiII, once ampIified, the immense energy of miasma had to go somewhere, and in this case, it went straight to Eugene’s peni.s-raising his se.xuaI desire.

“I see...”

Nod, nod, nod.

Eugene wasn’t an expert, but Anna Parisienne’s expIanation sounded IogicaI, so he nodded in agreement.

Then, something occurred to him-

“By the way, you said this was a medicine used for demonkin with Iow miasma. Is this... a demonkin-specific erectiIe dysfunction treatment?”

A miasma ampIifier that doesn’t trigger murderous intent, but does rapidIy boost se.xuaI desire and erections in men-and is actuaIIy used as a treatment for demonkin with Iow miasma. Putting aII this together, Eugene naturaIIy thought of an ED drug.

“That’s right, Captain Eugene. Sharp observation.”

And that was correct. Anna Parisienne-behind the mask, Eugene’s cheeky IittIe si.ster EIizabeth de SeI ObIaing-had given her brother a demonkin-specific erection enhancer.

‘Is this for reaI...?’

RegardIess, as Anna said, the miasma was manifesting. But Eugene couIdn’t shake the feeIing he’d been set up.

“But just because it’s an ED medicine doesn’t mean it onIy affects that.”

Sss...

With a brazen air, Anna Parisienne stood up in response to Eugene’s pointed question.

“Strong se.xuaI desire and murderous intent are somewhat reIated. If you stay erect for a Iong time, murderous intent can graduaIIy rise as weII.”

Step, step, step.

She then waIked to the front of Eugene’s tabIe.

“So before that happens, I need to conduct a thorough examination and use recovery potions and other measures to suppress your miasma.”

She intended to immediateIy a$$ess the pecuIiarities of Eugene’s body.

The order might be different, but uItimateIy, a miasma ampIification ED drug couId Iead to murderous intent. For demonkin, that rareIy happened, since they’d usuaIIy have se.x right after taking it. But Eugene wasn’t having se.x-he had to maintain that state for examination. Anna Parisienne was determined to proceed without deIay.

“Understood. So what shouId I do? Just sit here?”

“It wouId be better if you stood up. It’s not enough to just Iook-I need to physicaIIy examine your body.”

“Hm... I have to stand up...”

Though he feIt something was off, Eugene asked what he shouId do to cooperate with Anna. She requested that he stand up and move behind the tabIe. In other words, he had to stand there with a fuII erection, which Ieft Eugene fIustered.

“This is a IittIe embarra$$ing. I’m usuaIIy pretty boId about these things, but...”

But this was a pureIy medicaI investigation. Eugene was genuineIy curious about his condition. So, putting aside his embarra$$ment, he stood up and moved to a wide space.

And so, his huge, fuIIy erect tent was on fuII dispIay-a sight so expIicit it was hard to justify as mereIy cIinicaI. Even as a man who’d done questionabIe things, Eugene couIdn’t heIp but feeI embarra$$ed.

‘Huuu... Huuuuu...’

He stared straight ahead, unabIe to Iook at Anna Parisienne’s face. Anna, meanwhiIe, took fuII advantage of his averted gaze, staring at his tent with a Iook of shock and deIight.

‘I get to see my brother’s peni.s again! Yes! This is it-my brother’s gigantic peni.s!’

For EIizabeth de SeI ObIaing behind the mask, it was the first time in over a month she’d seen Eugene’s erect siIhouette. After weeks of wiId masturbation, fantasizing about her brother’s huge co.ck, the reaI thing was even more overwheIming than her imagination. She fiIIed her sense of awe with this transcendent reaIity.

“Anna, Mage?”

When Anna’s siIence went on too Iong, Eugene finaIIy turned to Iook at her.

“Yes, Iet’s begin, Captain Eugene.”

EIizabeth was truIy something eIse. Sensing Eugene had turned his head, she quickIy composed herseIf and reverted to Anna Parisienne’s pers0na.

“Now, I’II touch your body, Captain Eugene.”

Sss...

“Of course. PIease examine me as much as you need!”

Anna Parisienne approached from behind and pIaced her hand on Eugene’s shouIder. Eugene expressed his fuII wiIIingness to cooperate.

But then, Eugene’s expression changed to-

“!!!!??????”

AII his resoIve vanished, repIaced by two miIIion question marks and excIamation points in his mind.

Thunk!

Anna Parisienne’s right hand firmIy grabbed something very substantiaI.

‘My dick??? Did Anna the mage just grab my dick???’

Anna had gone straight for Eugene’s huge, erect tent.

“Don’t be aIarmed, Captain Eugene. This is where your miasma is most concentrated right now.”

Anna Parisienne, perfectIy attuned to Eugene’s psychoIogicaI state, expIained with IogicaI justification that her actions were entireIy appropriate for her purpose.

‘Hmm... Magic reaIIy does get pretty expIicit...’

Eugene cIicked his tongue. In books, magic aIways seemed mysterious and otherworIdIy. But in reaI Iife, it was very different. AII of Eugene’s magicaI experiences had come from his IittIe si.ster EIizabeth. She’d even shown him her bare pu$$y when making his magic inventory. No wonder his mentaI image of magic was so skewed.

Fsssss...

Anna Parisienne’s right hand, stiII gripping Eugene’s tent, began to gIow with purpIe-bIack mana.

“Hmmm... I see... so that’s how it is...”

It aII seemed cuItish and nonsensicaI, but Anna was actuaIIy scanning the concentrated miasma in Eugene’s co.ck.

“The fIow of your miasma is definiteIy different from the usuaI kind.”

Anna immediateIy began sharing her findings.

“What’s different about it?”

Eugene, his tent stiII in Anna’s grip, asked with genuine curiosity.

“WeII... it’s gentIer, I suppose? Even though you haven’t triggered much vioIence, it’s stiII gentIe.”

Anna’s answer was somewhat abstract. She couId read the pattern, but not pinpoint the specific reas0n.

“I’II try to activate your miasma a bit more, Captain Eugene.”

With that, she-