The Mage's Love Gel Experiment
The heavy iron door of the Love Gel Mansion slammed shut behind him with a resounding bang. The sound made Hans's heart sink to the bottom of his stomach.
"Haa... I'm saved... Or am I? The looks Masa and Eila gave me when they left earlier..."
He made his way down the forest path on wobbly legs. If I go back to the inn... Masa will definitely be waiting with a kitchen knife in hand. Just the thought was terrifying. Running to the guild wasn't any better; he could easily imagine Eila jingling the storeroom keys with a smile, saying, "Come here, puppy. Time for some more 'training,' don't you think?"
Hans trudged around the outskirts of the village aimlessly. His stomach let out a loud growl. His belly clock had no sense of timing whatsoever.
Hans collapsed onto a park bench and stared blankly at the ground.
"My, isn't that Mr. Hans? What are you doing out here looking so down? Don't tell me you're planning to sleep on the streets?"
A long shadow fell over Hans's feet. He looked up to see the red-haired mage he'd seen at the mansion earlier—Yuria—standing there in a seductive pose.
"Um... Lady Yuria? Didn't you go to the inn? I thought you left with Masa."
"I can't stand that place. Too rustic for my taste."
Yuria casually sat down next to Hans and crossed her legs. The angle was so precarious that the panty line on her inner thigh was teasingly almost visible.
Under normal circumstances, Hans would have been all over her, but right now, he was simply irritated.
Yuria leaned in close to Hans's ear and whispered. Her hot breath tickled his earlobe.
"But you know, Mr. Hans. I heard from my friend Karen about all that turbid energy emission and mana core expansion stuff... It's all nonsense, isn't it? Be honest with me. It's just a technique to make women feel good, right?"
"......!!"
Hans's heart plummeted. His eyes shook violently as if hit by an earthquake. At last, a true expert who had seen through his facade had appeared.
"W-what are you talking about... I truly am practicing martial training..."
"Oh please. I'm from the Magic Tower's research lab. I can read mana flows better than anyone. Stop with the ridiculous talk about turbid energy or whatever it is, Mr. Hans."
With his true identity exposed, Hans turned deathly pale and could only gape like a fish.
"Don't worry. I won't tell Karen. She's adorably stupid, isn't she? If she found out the truth, she'd be so shocked she'd probably draw her sword on you."
"Then... what is it that you want from me...?"
"It's simple. I'm curious about it too. That technique of yours."
Yuria's slender fingers traced slowly up the inside of Hans's thigh.
"I asked Karen and managed to borrow a private room at the security barracks. I told her I needed a quiet place for research, and she handed it over immediately. The soundproofing barrier is perfectly cast as well."
Yuria's eyes gleamed with a red light.
"So, how about it? Come with me and... help me with some research consultation? If you refuse... I'll go tell Karen the whole truth. You'll be executed on the spot as a perverted sex criminal today, you know?"
It was a devil's whisper. Hans had no choice but to follow her with tears in his eyes. The option to refuse had never existed in the first place.
In the single room at the security office barracks. The moment they entered the room, Yuria locked the door and waved her hand. A complex magic circle drew itself in the air, and the atmosphere grew heavy and oppressive.
Silence Barrier
"Now no sound can escape outside. You can scream your lungs out or bang on the walls all you want."
She sat on the edge of the bed and jerked her chin toward Hans.
"Alright, strip. I need to collect data. We don't have much time."
When Hans hesitated, Yuria frowned.
"Hurry up. Man up already."
Hans gave up and began removing his clothes. Shirt, pants, underwear. His robust naked body was revealed. The firm, toned muscles characteristic of an archer, along with the pathetic array of kiss marks born from Masa and Eila's possessive desires.
Yuria looked over Hans's body.
"Hmm... Not bad at all. Decent muscle mass, and above all... that's one impressive piece of equipment. No wonder Karen lost her mind over it."
Satisfied, Yuria began taking off her own clothes as well.
"Well, I should return the courtesy. I'll give it my all."
She flung her clothes aside and stood completely naked. Pale white skin, a sleek waistline. However, Hans's gaze grew icy cold. The voluptuousness he had anticipated was completely absent. Yuria's chest was... flat. So flat it was as if her back continued to her front. Only her pink nipples poked out prominently; there wasn't even a hint of fat to jiggle. It was a level of flatness that couldn't even begin to compare to the massive breasts of Masa or Eila he'd experienced so far. On top of that, her legs were plain and bare, without any stockings. Yuria's body, utterly devoid of any fetish elements like the stockings Eila or Lucia wore, failed to stimulate Hans's desires in the slightest.
Hans's junior, which had only ever dealt with supreme-tier physiques until now, remained completely silent. It hung limp and motionless. Moreover, the load that Mari had sucked out with her mouth earlier had also raised his erection threshold significantly.
"Uh... why isn't it getting up?"
Yuria asked, visibly flustered. She'd expected him to pounce on her the moment he saw her naked form.
Hans couldn't bring himself to say because your breasts are too small and simply broke out in a cold sweat.
"Well... I'm just too tense..."
"Tense? Don't give me that crap. It's not standing because of my body, isn't it! Is it because my chest is too small?!"
Yuria's pride was shattered. Hans frantically waved his hands in denial, but his body remained honest.
"Fine. If it won't stand on its own, I'll make it stand. On the pride of a mage."
She rummaged through her bag and pulled out a bottle containing a viscous, purplish liquid. It was mana-responsive love gel.
"When you apply this... it can make even a dead tree stand erect."
She slathered a generous amount of the gel onto Hans's lifeless glans and began rubbing it vigorously.
"U-uaaagh?!"
With a scream, Hans's cock swelled up as if it would burst, expanding massively. An intense heat like it was scorching his brain assaulted his entire body. The effect was instantaneous. His reason evaporated in a flash, and his vision was dyed blood-red. The plain-looking Yuria before him began to appear as the sexiest succubus in the world. Her flat chest looked like a perfect piece of art made to fit perfectly in one's hands.
"Huk... huk... Lady Yuria... Why do you look so... beautiful...?"
Hans's eyes gleamed like those of a wild animal. Drool dripped from the corner of his mouth. The rampaging primal instincts of a male had completely devoured his sanity.
"That's the stuff. Now, show me that technique you used on Karen."
Yuria sat on the bed and provocatively spread her legs, but Hans, under the influence of the drug, was no longer a man who knew restraint. He was a beast.
He roughly seized Yuria's slender ankle and pushed her legs back mercilessly until her knees were pressed against her chest, folding her body in half.
"Eh, eh? Wait a second, Mr. Hans! That's too—"
"Shut up! I'm going crazy from wanting to fuck you!"
Without any aiming, he mercilessly drove his grotesque, gel-covered meat rod into Yuria's narrow entrance.
Squelch! Rip!
A spine-chilling tearing sound reverberated through the room. Yuria's hymen, which had never been breached before, was brutally torn apart. Bright red droplets of blood mixed with the purple gel and trickled down her thighs.
"Aaaaagh! It hurts! It hurts so much! Pull it out! Please pull it ouuuut!"
Yuria screamed, raking her nails across Hans's shoulders. But Hans, who had already lost all reason, didn't stop. On the contrary, her cries of pain seemed to act as the ultimate lubricant as he began his merciless pistoning.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
The heavy sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filled the silence barrier to the brim.
Hans had entered a state of unconscious mastery, mechanically reproducing all the adult video data he had consumed in his past life. Following the previous position, he hoisted her slender legs high onto his shoulders and pounded into her with beastly strength that threatened to tear her entrance apart.
Yuria's screams from her mouth transformed into moans of pleasure.
"Haaung! Ah! Aaaah! It feels like... it's reaching my brain! No, I love it! Give me more!"
Hans didn't stop there. He flipped Yuria over, forcing her into a doggy-style position. He pinned both her arms behind her back, arching her upper body, then grabbed her bow-bent waist and thrust like a wild animal.
"Ah, ang! Ang! Hans! Hansss! There... that's way too deep!"
Yuria's red hair whipped around like a lash. Hot semen was already spurting endlessly from Hans's urethra. Thanks to the pistoning that continued even during ejaculation, Yuria's belly quickly filled with semen and began to slosh audibly.
"Huu... huuuu... My brain... my brain is melting away..."
Next, Hans lifted the nearly unconscious Yuria and slammed her against the wall. Supporting her delicate weight solely with the strength of his buried cock, he continued the merciless ravishment in mid-air.
"Ah, ahk! Uaaaang! I'm dying, I'm seriously going to die!"
Yuria's AAA-cup breasts were crushed flat against Hans's solid chest muscles. Boom! Boom! Boom! With each wall-rattling impact, his cock drove deep into the furthest reaches of her belly.
The consequence of slathering on too much mana-responsive love gel in the heat of the moment was severe. Having lost his mind and transformed into a beast, Hans violated her without pause. Every time the wall shook, Yuria's pussy became coated in white semen. Hot turbid fluid continuously erupted from Hans's urethra. Her belly had swollen to the limit like that of a pregnant woman from the multiple loads, and the excess fluid that couldn't be contained flowed back out, streaming down her slender legs and dripping onto the floor.
From the repeated waves of orgasm and the violent pleasure, Yuria's brain completely burned out. She stuck her tongue out, eyes unfocused as she stared into space in a drooling ahegao state, repeating only meaningless moans.
Hans yanked Yuria's slender waist from the wall and tossed her onto the bed. Even on the soft mattress, the beastly pistoning showed no signs of stopping. He continued his frenzied hip movements as if determined to fill the deepest parts of her womb with every last drop of his semen.
Yuria's belly bulged outward like a pregnant woman's from being so full of cum, and the white fluid that overflowed had already turned the bedsheets into a veritable lake.
At the break of dawn, the drug finally wore off. Hans collapsed onto Yuria's semen-soaked body and lost consciousness.
Yuria, her entire body drenched in semen, also fainted amid the lingering echoes of ecstasy, bringing the frenzied night within the absolutely silent room to an end.