Chapter 84
Chapter 84
-----------------------------------------------------------------
Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 84
Chapter Title: Leona
-----------------------------------------------------------------
“Damn it...”
Leona muttered under her breath as she entered the room.
Her entire body was burning up.
A ticklish sensation that had started in her lower abdomen was now spreading throughout her whole body.
It felt like her insides were bubbling and boiling.
Leona tried to calm her ragged breathing, but it was a futile effort. She already knew exactly what she had to do to quell this heat and churning within her.
She braced her hand against the wall and exhaled a hot breath before cautiously reaching down to touch her lower body.
It was still flat.
The thing she had seen bulging out on Michelle just moments ago wasn't there.
At least that was some relief.
‘...Hoo.’
Leona had a pretty good idea why her body was reacting like this.
It seemed to be that dubious fluid the swordsmanship instructor had sprayed everywhere. She was almost certain of it.
She had already been feeling strangely aroused, and then that smell wafting from it had made the heat spread uncontrollably.
A thick, musky scent like that from a male beast in heat. If there had been another female beastkin nearby, she surely would have felt her body itching just like this.
She was shocked once that it came from a woman, and shocked again that it affected her, a beastkin of a different species.
If she had known it would turn out like this, she would have excused herself earlier.
But since she hadn't... now there was only one way left to subdue it.
Letting out a hot sigh, Leona pulled over a nearby chair that stood alone in the room.
Quick on the uptake as always, she thought it might actually be for the best and plopped down onto the hard seat.
‘...My heat was due any day now anyway.’
If she took care of it here in advance, that thing that supposedly grew in response to sexual desire wouldn't sprout, so it didn't seem like a bad idea.
Something felt off, but Leona dismissed it with her hazy eyes.
More importantly, she was glad she could avoid troubling Irene with this.
That said, it was a bit puzzling—why hadn't it appeared yet if it reacted to arousal?
‘...Whatever, the infirmary teacher will handle that.’
Shaking her head, Leona spread her legs slightly and hiked up her skirt.
A steamy wave of her heated feminine scent rose up.
Her face flushed even deeper as she carefully slipped off her panties. They were already soaked through, so it probably didn't make much difference, but she didn't want to make more of a mess than necessary.
The panties slid off her firm thighs and landed on another chair nearby.
“Hoo.”
With her mind growing hazier by the second, Leona cautiously extended her hand.
Inhaling the thick aroma of her own arousal, she tapped at the nub above her straight slit.
“Mm...”
The pleasure, which she hadn't felt in ages, drew out a lewd moan before she could stop it.
Determined to finish quickly, she stimulated it with firm, probing strokes of her long fingers.
“Nngh...”
To muffle the natural sounds escaping her throat, Leona bit down on her skirt hem and moved her hand more roughly.
The slightly swollen nub reddened and puffed up further under her aggressive touch.
Heat gathered in her lower belly, and sticky fluid trickled from the untouched slit.
Feeling it wasn't quite enough, Leona stretched her fingers longer and began sliding them back and forth between the nub and the slit.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
The wet, sticky friction echoed softly in the small room.
Each wave of pleasure made her ears atop her head twitch, while her thin, slender tail stretched out straight before drooping limply.
The restless tail wrapped around her wrist, entwining with her fingers to tease her nub.
“Eut...!”
Splurt! Spurt...
Reaching climax, Leona bit her lip hard. The skirt hem clamped between her teeth darkened with saliva.
The warm fluid gushing from her slit soaked her firm hand and the tip of her tail.
“Hoo...”
Spitting out the skirt hem, Leona lifted her hand and stared at it.
Her drenched fingers stirred a strange feeling.
As she watched the sticky liquid drip down them, a question arose.
She should have been satisfied by now, but her body was still burning. No—it felt even hotter, like pouring oil on a fire.
Clearly, something was still missing.
And then.
The image of Michelle shaking her hips with an expression of utter bliss flashed in her mind.
Growling in frustration when things didn't go her way, only to melt into ecstasy the moment that flushed pillar slid inside.
...She was still growling, but the sight of her panting in pleasure definitely looked enjoyable.
‘...Does it really feel that good?’
Leona blankly recalled it, then shook her head vigorously in alarm.
She was doing this precisely so that thing wouldn't sprout—in front of Irene, no less. Having such thoughts was absurd.
But the idea already lodged in her mind began to grow.
Starting from Michelle's face, it shifted to Iris, the one receiving it.
Slap! Slap!
The lewd voices spilling out each time Michelle thrust her hips.
Whenever that light body jolted with heavy thuds, a sweet fragrance scattered in the air.
Splash! Splash! With those sounds came the sight of large breasts bouncing wildly on her petite frame, flaunting their softness.
...And the fingers writhing inside emphasized it all.
The memory, filled with rich, sweet scents, culminated in...
Iris's face as she threw her head back in climax.
‘...’
Iris's face, biting her clothing just like Leona, held a complexity that went beyond simple pleasure.
Her flushed cheeks, saliva trailing from her mouth, reddened ears, and muffled moans suggested bliss.
Yet the clear tears streaking her heated eyes didn't seem born of joy alone.
An indescribable emotion emanated from her.
Those hazy eyes seemed tinged with a hint of suffering.
For some reason, it stirred a sadistic urge.
A sensation like suppressed instincts awakening.
Only then did Leona somewhat understand Michelle's mindset. They weren't the same beastkin, but she could see why the instructor had lost herself in those thrusts.
And then.
“Kuh!?”
Leona shuddered as heat surged from her lower body.
Snapping back to reality, she lifted her skirt hem again to see ‘that thing’ standing erect.
Her feverish mind suddenly cooled.
It had been fine just moments ago—why had it suddenly grown?
It was utterly bewildering.
As she stared at it in a daze...
Her restless tail swayed and brushed against the ‘thing’ protruding from her lower body.
“Eugh!?”
Unlike Michelle's unique one, Leona's pillar—closer to a normal shape—turned that faint touch into dizzying pleasure that flooded her mind.
Her face a mess, Leona pursed her lips into an O and heaved rough breaths.
Crash!
Instinctively pulling back, she knocked the chair over with a clatter.
Drip, drip.
The upright shaft drooled from its tip, as if declaring it was fully ready.
‘...This is driving me mad.’
Quick-witted as she was, Leona debated calling Irene from outside.
“Hoo... Hic...”
She recalled that it only subsided once inserted, meaning she'd end up thrusting into Irene like Instructor Michelle.
For some reason... she didn't like the idea. It felt hypocritical after getting like this from imagining the scene, but still.
Her mind whispered that inserting it was the quickest solution, but Leona considered other possibilities.
‘It's not shapeshifting like the instructor's... so maybe I can handle it myself.’
Recalling what Irene had told her, Leona reached for the rigid pillar.
She knew it wasn't the best idea, but thinking of Iris's strangely captivating face, she shook her head inwardly.
‘The teacher probably didn't want to do it either.’
If she could manage alone, there was no need to burden anyone.
Soon after.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
The sound of stroking the pillar echoed softly in the cramped room.
A small sound came from the room Leona had entered.
I was starting to get worried now.
Who was I to worry, looking like a mess myself...?
Even so, Michelle and Charlotte sitting beside me seemed concerned too.
It hadn't grown on me, so I wasn't overly worried about her.
But recalling her face heaving with rough breaths... she was probably in a different kind of trouble.
That's why we hesitated to barge in and just waited.
But... it was taking too long, and I was getting anxious.
The fact that it was almost time to examine Ekaterina only heightened my unease.
Finally, I decided to send the two of them back first.
I handed today's purchases to Michelle and asked Charlotte to tell Ekaterina to wait a bit longer.
If Leona was struggling in some other way, it might be better without onlookers.
Perhaps feeling guilty about earlier, they obeyed without protest.
Now the room held only a change of clothes and the door leading to where Leona was.
...Remembering how Leona had clung tightly to me earlier made the mood a bit strange.
But since it was ultimately to help me, it was odd in a way.
And since it had led to this, it was only right for me to help her.
Though... whether I could actually help was another question.
I could assist if she turned futanari, but in a normal situation, it might be hard for me to do anything.
Wouldn't this be intruding?
I wasn't sure.
With a sigh, I gripped the doorknob.
A small sound still came from inside.
Click.
I turned the handle and cracked the door open.
“Ugh!?”
A thick, cloying scent poured through the gap.
It felt like hot steam billowing out.
Splurt! Spurrrt!
Such a sound echoed from within.