Succubus's Five Perverted Stars (4)
But soon enough, I realized that thing sprouting from Citri wasn't a real dick.
It was poking out from between her legs, sure, but she was still fully dressed—or at least, what passed for clothes on her was basically underwear at this point. Anyway, there it was, rising up right over her outfit.
"Oh my... If you keep staring at me with those fiery eyes, I'm gonna get all excited...♡"
Fuck, but it sure looked like a real dick.
It was only about half my size—maybe a bit bigger than average human length.
"...You want me to learn how to do that? No, wait—what the hell kind of succubus has a dick?"
Lilith actually looked embarrassed for once as she replied.
"Citri here's a bit... off her rocker. She likes 'em both—guys and girls."
"Oh dear, Your Majesty. I just love men and women equally, that's all."
"You're the crazy one. Anyway... We succubi can absorb essence from women too, so that's not a big deal... But she's the only one who goes and makes one of those to strap between her legs."
I glanced back at Citri after hearing that.
Whatever about loving men and women equally—good thing that didn't mean it was standard for succubi to sprout dicks. What a relief.
That meant Lilith didn't have one.
I wouldn't stop loving her if she did, but still... hearing that would've bummed me out a little.
Anyway...
So Citri was one of those slightly unhinged succubi.
I got why she'd invent a spell like that and stick it between her thighs.
"...What the fuck am I supposed to do with that?"
"Come on, you know."
I had a pretty good idea.
If I learned it, I could slap one on my clones. They'd be perfect without dicks otherwise. Then I could finally fuck all my wives at once, just like I'd dreamed.
But still.
"Ahhhn...♡ Keep staring like that and I'm gonna cum... Citri's gonna lose it, Hanjo...♡"
"...Fuck no, I don't wanna learn that shit."
"Just try it once. Like Citri said, it's succubus-only magic... I'm curious if your powers can even handle it."
"Hmm..."
I mulled it over for a while before nodding.
"Alright, Citri. How do you do it?"
"Oh? You really wanna learn this? From me? But Hanjo, you already have one!"
"She told me to, so whatever."
"Humans might learn it, but using it? Doubtful... Eh, if that's what you say. Her Majesty's orders are orders—we show pussy or dick on command."
She spewed that vulgar shit like it was breathing.
How the hell did Lilith turn out so put-together growing up around these perverts?
Sure, she had a filthy mouth too.
She tossed around "pussy" and "dick" without batting an eye, just like them. But not that extreme.
It was a miracle she held back that much after being raised by these five freaks.
If I'd grown up like that, my mouth would've been ten times filthier—mostly dirty talk.
Anyway, Citri licked her lips at my question.
"I'll show you... Oh, Hanjo. Can you even use magic?"
"Probably."
I'd never studied it, but absorbing Yustitia's powers had etched mana circuits all over my body. Apparently, that meant I could cast spells.
Hell, since they were dragon-grade circuits, I'd be slinging near-dragon-level firepower once I learned some spells.
Of course, it'd guzzle stamina like crazy—stamina being my version of mana.
Yustitia guaranteed it worked, though.
I was already dying from shamanism training; no plans to add magic yet. And with zero spells in my arsenal, I couldn't use shit anyway.
"Probably...?"
Citri eyed me curiously, and I realized my slip-up.
Yeah, "probably" sounded weird.
"I can."
Still, learning this as my first spell? Felt off.
Wasn't your first spell supposed to be Fireball or Energy Bolt or some shit...?
"Fine, then... First, gather your mana..."
Her explanation cleared up what dick magic was all about.
"So it's fake in the end?"
"Huh? Well, yeah. I don't actually have a dick. Structurally, it's just enlarging my clit—er, engorging it?—and copying it onto me...♡"
Didn't need to know that.
"But it can cum too? Fake semen made from mana, sure..."
"Hmm..."
No matter how I looked, it screamed real dick. But fake, huh.
Still, I had an idea how to make it work.
Not her method, but close.
She faked it 'cause she had no real dick—clit enlargement hack. But I did.
Tweak it a little, and instead of her dick spell, I could make a real one.
"...What the fuck, ideas popping up already?"
"Pardon?"
"Nothing."
I could guess why a magic noob like me was getting insights.
Yustitia's absorption gave me dragon traits—the mana sensitivity that made them lords of magic.
They intuitively grok spells on sight.
Through her, I'd become a proper magic sponge.
Anyway, seemed doable. I tried.
It worked.
With a low tzzt, I followed her chant roughly, and a magic circle bloomed. A dick sprang up from it—full erect size, an exact twin of mine.
"Oh my...♡"
"Oh dear...♡"
"Holy shit, that looks delicious..."
Smack! I turned to see Lilith bashing Lere's head.
Guess she was the one drooling "delicious."
"Um... Hanjo...?"
Citri called me, timidly covering her crotch with her hands, eyes flicking between me and my magical dick.
"What's up?"
"N-No, it's just... No matter how I look... It even smells real...?"
"Yeah. Tweaked it a bit, and boom."
"...A real dick? So that's... yours...?"
"Yep."
Shit. Flashing my dick in front of a bunch of succubi? Basically sexual harassment on blast.
Feeling awkward, I started to apologize—maybe I'd gone too far without thinking.
But Citri was gaping at it, drool pooling.
"Citri?"
"Y-Yes? Wh-What's wrong?"
"Your drool."
Slurp...
Something was off with her.
Lere had been bad earlier, but the others seemed fine. Now? All of them looked feral.
"That's... Her Majesty's..."
"No wonder she's hooked..."
"The scent... Fucking insane... Pure stud musk...♡"
"Girth too... Insane..."
"Not human-sized—Minotaur or Centaur level... Wait, Hanjo's human, right...?"
Their murmurs hit me clear as day. I got why they were losing it.
"Hanjo...? If it's okay... Could I just... touch it once...? I swear, just touch—nothing more...!"
No way in hell. One touch and it'd be game over.
Citri panted raggedly at my magical dick. Zero chance I'd let her.
Before I could refuse, though, her hand shot out.
"Hey, Citri."
Lilith's voice cut low and dangerous.
"Y-Yes? Your Majesty...?"
"I told you. That's mine."
"B-But just a touch? Not his—the spell one..."
"Yeah. That's mine too."
Well, technically mine, but whatever.
Arguing now? The other four pervs looked ready to mob me sans Lilith. Better side with her.
"She says so. Sorry."
"Ahh... So mean... Showing us something like that and saying just look...? The scent... So delicious, wafting everywhere... Too cruel..."
Wasn't that cruel.
"Anyway, Hanjo. Bring it here."
"Huh? This?"
Why this?
I brought it over anyway. Lilith inspected my magical dick like a curiosity.
"Exact copy. Size, girth, length."
She murmured, reaching out.
But.
"Ngh...!"
"...What? Why the flinch?"
"Uh."
Her fingers grazed the magical dick, but my real one twitched like it got touched.
I explained. Lilith hummed, smirking at it.
"......Then how 'bout this?"
She poked it. I jolted again. "Heh," she grinned.
"Hold up, Lilith. That look on your face is not innocent."
"...What look?"
I snatched my magical dick back from her feigned innocence.
"Ah, wait! Why take it?!"
"Way too suspicious."
No clue what she planned, but it was bad news.
"Just wanted to suck it once."
Spot on.
I dispelled it and shot back.
"Save it for home."
"You'll make more?"
"Isn't that why you had me learn it?"
And boom—my first spell was some freakish dick magic.
Why was my debut spell dick-making...?
"Whatever. We'll finish at home... You lot, calm the fuck down."
"But Your Majesty... Telling succubi to chill after that? Impossible...?"
"Right...!"
"We haven't had a drop all day—summoned here on your call..."
"...Just one sip... No, one drop... Or a lick! We won't touch the real thing—just that spell one...!"
"Shut it. It's mine. Go grab some random dispenser downstairs if you're thirsty."
Lilith shoved off the clinging pervs and turned to me.
"Fucking gross, these bitches... Hey, Hanjo. Time to head out, yeah?"
"Oh, yeah... Shit, time flew."
Too chaotic to notice, but my World Government meeting was looming.
"Go on, then. Dealing with these pains in the ass is annoying."
She offered her hand.
"You remember what to do?"
"Yeah. Land rights."
To live with Ariadd, I needed land to plant the World Tree seed she'd given me. And not just any plot—a massive one.
World Trees spread roots like crazy, botanical garden version or not.
So, huge tract required. Post-crash Earth? All habitable land was basically World Government property.
Even moving homes needed permits for average folks.
Rich or not, buying land required their approval.
To be with Ariadd, snag land rights from this reward meeting.
No word on what they'd offer, but swap for land? Might work.
"If they say no, tell me. I'll pull strings up top."
"Thanks, but I'll handle it."
Even with land, I'd need to borrow for a house. Least I could do was score the land myself.
Leaning on Lilith or the wives for this? Felt ungrateful.
Pointless stubbornness, sure. But I wanted this one.
"...Fine. Be careful."
"Careful of what?"
"Just in case... Central HQ might have shady fucks."
I shrugged it off. She eyed me like "you sure?"
Why so little faith...?
Okay, I did come back from outings causing chaos. But mostly bad luck—not my screw-ups.
"I'll be extra careful this time."
"...Whatever."
Go.
She opened a spatial gate. I stepped through.