I Snapped My Fingers
I Snapped My Fingers
The Saintess's Robes, which completely covered her body, were still being mended, so she didn't have them yet.
That didn't mean she was currently wearing a nun's habit with a thigh-high slit.
She was simply dressed comfortably in a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, like an ordinary girl at home.
But why was I so aroused?
Could it be that even ordinary clothes felt distinctly different depending on who wore them?
I slipped my hand inside her clothes and lifted her arm, causing the fabric covering her body to rise, revealing the pure white skin beneath.
Her supple belly, protruding slightly as if to say, "The womb is here," made me feel like I couldn't breathe.
But how far should I go with hypnosis?
Even though it was hypnosis, and I would erase her memories afterward, I felt I should still draw a line. There were clearly things I could and couldn't do while her consciousness was hazy.
I sighed.
It was an opportunity to indulge in Veronica's body to my heart's content, but the thought that it was awkward to go any further left me with a subtle sense of regret that tormented me.
In other words, I wanted to ravish her, defile her, and make her mine right here and now, but I had to give up.
I realized anew that giving up in a situation where it felt like I could do whatever I wanted required a considerable amount of resolve.
Still, since I'd come this far, couldn't I go a little further?
I couldn't abandon that desire.
If I couldn't entwine my body with hers, I at least wanted a taste. I leaned over Veronica and gently bit her ear.
"Haah. Ky-Kylon..."
She didn't say, "I hate it," "It's disgusting," or "Go away."
Was this the power of hypnosis? The only thought I had was how unfair it was that she was calling my name in a heightened, flustered voice.
"...Veronica."
"...Eung?"
"Does it feel good?"
"...I don't know."
She still said she didn't know.
But the blush on her face indicated that even if it hadn't completely pushed her over the edge, it had stimulated her. So, I chuckled, pulled up her clothes, and rested them on her swelling breasts.
Their size, common in society, didn't deviate much from reality, which gave me a sense of stability.
Beneath the clothes draped over her chest, her beautifully shaped, teardrop-like breasts welcomed me.
I gazed at her protruding pink nipples, then caressed her breast before flicking one with my index finger.
Veronica then let out a moan, tears welling in her eyes.
"It-it feels weird... It's chilling... Stop ittt..."
She was so cute I felt like I could die.
Hypnosis was one thing, but I had also given her a Talisman that makes one sensitive, so I knew the sensation of tormenting her nipples would be even more intense.
The chilling sensation wouldn't stop.
"Does it feel weird?"
"Ugh, eung."
"How about this? *Smooch*."
"Hngh, w-with your mouth... Kkeut. Haang?!"
I licked her nipple with my saliva-filled tongue, then began to suck it, and Veronica let out sweet moans.
She tried to grab my head with her slender arms, but I sucked hard, as if I were trying to drink her breast milk.
There was no breast milk to come out, so there was nothing to consume, but I was certain I had given Veronica a new sensation, and the corners of my mouth naturally turned up.
When I pulled my mouth away from her breast, Veronica's right breast was red around the nipple. It was because I had sucked it so hard.
And at the same time, it looked wet, perhaps from my tongue play accompanied by saliva.
"...Hngh."
"No milk coming from the milk jug, it's just teasing me."
"N-not a milk jug... No milk comes out."
"It's such a waste for such beautiful breasts not to produce milk, isn't it?"
"I don't knoww, hngh."
As I tormented her nipples, Veronica's reactions were so erotic that I didn't want to stop.
In truth, all of this was Foreplay, an act to lead into the main event. But, come to think of it, wasn't I supposed to be satisfied with this since I couldn't do the main event?
After enjoying the Foreplay, I wanted to have sex, to make Veronica mine, and I groaned.
But in the end, I had no choice but to endure.
"...Later, when we escape this world, will you come to my home?"
"...What are you talking about?"
"We'll do all the things we couldn't do at my place. Play games to our heart's content, travel all over... Hm?"
I cautiously spoke to Veronica, who looked as if she didn't understand.
Even if she returned to her original body like this, couldn't I overlook it a little?
I didn't know what her original appearance was like. But regardless of that, for some reason, I wanted to embrace the Veronica in front of me.
Perhaps that's why I just spoke to her cautiously. I felt that even if her true self was a man, it would be okay.
Even if her original body was male, my original body was female, so I thought it would be fine.
So, Veronica.
Just a little, let me hold you a little longer.
In this world where everything is Fake, only you are Real.
"Kylon..."
If it was a special feeling, then it was a special feeling.
It was probably just a fleeting attraction rather than love.
But even so, I simply surrendered to that attraction.
The way she called my name so plaintively was truly cute, lovely, pitiful, and sad, making me feel like tears would well up. I hadn't really had anything to cry about in this life, but I thought Veronica was finally going to make me cry. So, I sniffled, then caressed her face.
"...Will you let me hold you just a little longer?"
"Don't make those sad eyes."
When I said that to the hypnotized Veronica, not the original Veronica, in a weak voice, Veronica replied to me in a calm voice.
Startled, I could only stare at her with wide eyes.
Since she was under hypnosis, she should have been speaking her true feelings, but I never dreamed she would say something like that to me.
Because she was the one who said she had no interest in me and no intention of flirting.
"...You're my Hero, aren't you?"
Wait, that's too unfair.
The Massive Penis lodged between my thighs was now throbbing, trying to burst through my pants.
I thought it had already gotten as big as it could, but it felt like it was getting even bigger, which was quite embarrassing.
Yet, Veronica continued speaking, as if unaware of my predicament.
"...The Hero who will let me go home..."
"Huh."
I want to ram her.
It was a desperate thought.
At her appearance, once again saying she wanted to go home, as if the words "forget about home" under hypnosis had completely ingrained the memory of home in her, I realized the power of hypnosis once more, but I never expected her to call me that.
She was always taciturn.
I thought she was an outsider in this party because she had no friends.
Or I thought she acted that way because she didn't particularly want to make contact with me.
But realizing that wasn't the case, that she was merely trying her best in her own way, I found her so cute and lovely that I bit her neck.
I don't see people as possessions, but even so, I...
You're mine.
I leave that mark.
"Ky-Kylon?"
Even as I heard Veronica's flustered voice, I carefully bit her nape and sucked hard.
I bit hard, enough to leave a mark for days. I left a trace. I left a hickey as if marking my territory, claiming her as mine.
It was an utterly selfish declaration, but Veronica had started it.
Her calling me 'my Hero' was what severed the thread of my self-control.
So, beyond that warmth, I left my mark, and Veronica caressed my back.
"Just a little more."
"Just a little more? Uh-huh, uh-huh..."
I wondered if hypnosis was really just playing with a doll without a will.
But then I remembered that it depended on how it was used, that it allowed one to face the true feelings of a person hidden behind a veil, and I closed my eyes tightly.
As I embraced Veronica, her warmth transferred to me.
Her soft, supple, swelling breasts pressed against my body, creating a slight pressure.
Her slender arms wrapped around my body, and I encircled her thin waist with my arms.
Even with a body so thin it made me wonder if she was a chopstick, her surprisingly desirable thighs pressed against my crotch.
I swallowed hard, then kissed Veronica's forehead.
"Uht."
Veronica moaned at the act, but she didn't say anything specific.
I wanted to continue enjoying this situation with the original Veronica as well.
Because I knew that forcing such a situation with hypnosis wouldn't improve our relationship any further.
"...When I release the hypnosis, you'll lose the memories of tonight."
"......."
"Instead, your aversion to my touch will lessen."
"......."
I knew it was a dirty trick.
But I couldn't just stand by and watch her try to push me away repeatedly.
I thought it was a crime to leave such a lovely Veronica alone, so I resorted to a trick.
"Now, now."
*Snap*.
I snapped my fingers.