Chapter 80
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 80
Chapter Title: Cow-Like Tits and Ass Are Always a Joy to Behold
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Breasts and buttocks like a dairy cow's are always a pleasure to see, no matter when I look.
After teaching her for an hour, I could tell.
This dragon was even thicker-headed than I'd thought.
'Typical type that just relies on their massive mana reserves and struts around.'
She kept blasting her mana everywhere, which wrecked her circuits over and over.
Of course no spells would work properly like that.
A regular mage might get away with it, but...
She's a dragon with an absurd amount of mana. That's the problem.
"This is pretty serious."
"Sh-shut up! It's because this body of mine is just too perfect."
"...Well, that's not entirely wrong."
To pull off a polymorph like this with such sloppy mana control.
That had to be the result of pure effort.
Her raw talent might actually be pretty average.
I've just gotten used to witches like Kirke, so my standards are sky-high.
"How long did it take you to use polymorph naturally?"
"...Around fifty years, I guess."
"Ah."
Compared to a human lifespan, that's a full lifetime.
Even after pouring that much time into it, it's still unstable enough for her horns to keep changing shape.
"Well, from what I can see, your actual magic skills are fine."
"R-really?"
"It's just unstable and fails sometimes. But the circuits are working, at least."
She was born with innate talent and centuries of life under her belt.
For basic spellcasting, she'd outshine your average witch.
"The issue is mana control. Without that, it doesn't mean much."
"But this body's dragon heart keeps going berserk..."
"Then let's study how to rein it in."
When it came to mana control, there was plenty I could teach her as a human.
'Long-lived races like witches are naturally good at handling mana.'
Humans, on the other hand, need talent and endless practice just to manage it.
Which means our theory and experience are top-notch.
We ended up doing another hour of lessons.
'Gotta give her a solid lecture and some real results if I want her to trust me.'
Morgan hadn't opened her body or heart to me yet.
First, I'd earn her trust, then slowly train her to crave me.
This was just the groundwork.
You always build some affection before sealing the deal. Essential stuff.
"Whew. How about we call it for today?"
I said that after we'd been studying for a while.
Morgan, who'd been totally focused, finally let out a deep sigh.
"...Yeah. Haven't studied in ages. My head hurts."
Surprisingly, Morgan didn't seem to enjoy studying much.
She was into magic, sure, but not the learning process itself.
'Not surprising for an arrogant dragon's personality.'
Which made it impressive that she'd asked me for lessons.
She had to swallow her pride to do that.
Anyway, class was wrapping up.
I stood from my seat and looked at Morgan.
"Time to pay up, then?"
"Hmph. No sense of mood."
Morgan snorted lightly.
Then she teasingly thrust her chest forward.
"You want this body that badly?"
"Like I said before, Lady Morgan, your figure is killer for any guy."
"You're like a beast in heat."
Insults like that didn't faze me at all.
I'd been tempered by Medeia's disgusting glare.
"Fine, whatever. A deal's a deal."
Morgan slowly rose from her seat.
For the record, she was wearing a skimpy black dress.
The thin straps meant one tug and it'd all come off.
'She didn't come naked like last time.'
Strutting around without even panties had been a hell of a sight.
Maybe being out during the day changed her mood?
'Whatever. Means I get a strip show.'
Sure, a beauty's naked body is great.
But watching clothes peel away bit by bit has its own thrill.
Especially on a body like Morgan's.
The slow reveal was pure arousal fuel.
"...Hmm."
Morgan moved her hands agonizingly slow, for some reason.
She gently slid the strap off her shoulder.
The dress lost its tension and slipped down smoothly.
That revealed a matching set of black lingerie.
The lacy, pretty design and the pronounced hips grabbed my eyes.
The curves of her breasts and ass beneath were explosive.
'Even supported by a bra, they're that huge. Unreal body.'
Lush red hair cascading to her waist.
A slim waist contrasting with those jutting hips.
Pure fantasy perfection.
"...I've thought this before, but you stare so blatantly."
"Why? Nervous?"
"Hah! As if."
"Right? It'd be weird for a dragon to get tense over a human looking."
"Urk."
Morgan unhooked her bra with deliberate flair.
Her massive tits bounced heavily under gravity.
"Wow."
I couldn't help but gasp in admiration.
That dynamic motion was mesmerizing.
"......"
Morgan glanced at me slyly as she reached for her panties.
Unlike the bold bra removal, she was super careful pulling them off.
"Hoo."
But it was just one piece of fabric.
It didn't take long to slide off.
Now Morgan's naked body was fully exposed.
'What an incredible figure.'
Teases hidden under clothes or lingerie are nice.
But for a violently curvy body like hers, full nudity hits hardest.
The huge mana reservoirs proving she was a dragon.
That perky, eye-stealing ass cushion.
Her face and frame made the tits and ass feel almost unreal.
'Bet it'd feel amazing pounding that.'
A dragon's body was way tougher than Kirke's.
Rough play would be fine.
Of course, not right away.
First, ease her in and teach her real pleasure properly.
"Hmm. Second time being naked in this room."
Morgan seemed aware as she covered her huge tits—or rather, her nipples—with her arms.
It wasn't enough to hide them anyway.
If anything, the squish just emphasized their size and softness.
An unconscious move, but proof her body remembered yesterday's pleasure.
'Long-lived races are secretly weak to pleasure after all.'
After centuries without real ecstasy or a man.
Once they taste overwhelming bliss, their minds break.
"Nice. Lady Morgan's body is so alluring it's a treat just to look."
"...Planning to grope my tits like yesterday?"
"Nah. Same play as yesterday would get boring."
I chuckled and pointed to the bed.
I'd laid a light towel on top.
"Lie face-down here first?"
"...Face-down?"
"Sitting like yesterday would be uncomfortable while I work."
Morgan tilted her head but followed my lead.
She lay her tantalizing body on the bed.
'Damn, just lying there prone and it's insane.'
Her cow-like tits kept her torso slightly elevated off the mattress.
That round ass splayed out invitingly. Pure temptation.
How good would it feel squeezing those tits from behind?
With udders that big, she'd never worry about starving kids.
'If this were Kirke or Diana, I'd spank that ass right now.'
Starting with spanking out of nowhere might be too much.
Even bound by contract, she was still a dragon. Can't forget that.
"L-like this, I can't reach your tits, though. Is that okay?"
"It's fine. Tits aren't the focus today."
She'd already peaked from her breasts yesterday.
Today, I'd develop her whole body's sensitivity.
'Curious to see where she's most responsive.'
In the end, pussy, tits, mouth, ass—she'd feel it all.
But she'd have standout weak spots.
"Not tits? Then what're you touching?"
"If I had to say, ass-focused full body."
I pulled out a bottle of clear liquid as I answered.
'Been a while since I used this.'
A derivative of the aphrodisiac gel I'd developed before.
Years of refinement had improved the aphrodisiac a lot.
The topical version was perfected.
Oral doses and perfume-style were in progress.
"...What's that?"
"Massage oil. Loosens you up and relaxes."
"Massage all of a sudden? I thought you wanted my body."
"No fun if I'm the only one enjoying. I'd rather Lady Morgan likes it too."
"Hmm~ Pretty considerate, aren't you?"
Morgan smiled at me approvingly.
Like I'd prepared a treat just for her.
'If anything, it is a service.'
Even that prideful elf had surrendered to it eventually.
Now she'd practically beg for a massage.
'First time, so keep it gentle and slow.'
I dripped a few drops onto her ass and lower back.
"Eek...!"
The liquid touching her skin must've startled her.
Morgan shuddered faintly.
"Feels weird?"
"No, it's nothing."
"Relax. You'll be all loose and feeling good soon."
I slathered my hands with the aphrodisiac oil.
Plan was to let it seep in gradually.
By massage's end, her body would be burning up.
"Here we go."
I started by sweeping my hands over that ass that'd been captivating me.
The firm flesh yielded with astonishing softness and bounce as it slid upward.
"Haaah...!"
At the same time, a lewd moan escaped Morgan's lips.