The Archmage Doesn't Believe in Word Spirit (4)
I poured every ounce of my effort into preparing magic just to tease Prince Leon, who relentlessly toyed with my breasts day after day. Combining illusion spells, localized spatial distortions, and barriers from various fields, I crafted the perfect prank for him. Spells that an ordinary person couldn't master in a lifetime were being used for a single joke aimed at one man. Was it truly worth a grand archmage's time? Who cares—I'm having fun, aren't I? The party wasn't in any real danger, and our conquest of the cursed lands was progressing steadily thanks to our unity... A little indulgence like this should be fine.
"Hehe, just you wait, Leon Sodus!"
Preparing this wicked prank was pure delight in itself—enough to understand why he never tired of his own mischief. Sure, it was just petty teasing, but it filled me with genuine joy. Imagining him fuming in frustration made me want to hum a tune.
"I'll make you pay for messing with a grand archmage! Hehehe..."
"Oh, hey! Nice to see you, Prince Leon!"
As usual, while returning from slaying monsters, I "accidentally" bumped into him in the corridor. All that eavesdropping from the corner had paid off! I stopped him as he turned to leave and flung my robe far away.
"Good to see you too, Tower Lord. Hmm? What happened to your body...?"
"Hehe, I made some adjustments based on your advice. It's just a temporary change using mana... What do you think? Does it make me look more like a proper 'mana pouch' for a grand archmage? Hehe."
His eyes widened at the sight of my transformed figure.
"Way better than yesterday."
I could see the desire bubbling up on his face—the urge to start toying with me right away. His impatient expression was hilarious.
"I prepared this just for you, Prince Leon~ Come on over and play your 'prank' on me~"
I waved my hands in V-signs around my face, taunting him. He strode toward me confidently, only to halt as if blocked by an invisible wall.
"Hm?"
"Huh? What's wrong, Your Highness? I'm right here."
The magic I'd prepared for my prank worked flawlessly. He tried approaching me over and over, but the distance between us never shrank. Of course not—eight layers of compressed space and ten interlocking barriers perfectly blocked all interference. To the eye, I was right in front of Prince Leon, but in reality, it was like I was several kilometers away.
"Ehhh? Why aren't you coming closer? Here's your chance to grope these super soft tits!"
I shook my breasts slowly, provoking him further. But what could he do? He couldn't touch me. Right before his eyes, yet utterly out of reach—it must have been infuriating, because he started glaring at me.
Nyah-nyah! Serves you right! These boobs are mine! He can't just have his way with them every time! I'd made my mana pouch all plump and full just like he wanted, only to deny him the fun... Hehe, I hope this teaches him a taste of his own medicine.
"Standing there like a dummy won't change a thing, you know? Look! Boobs! If you come over here, you can play with my 'other spots' all you want! Hurry up! Just reach me!"
Eight spatial layers and ten different barriers protected me. Unless he could read my mind, there was no way he'd break through...
"It's undone. Does that mean I can use your 'other spots' now?"
...Huh? What? Why is Prince Leon right in front of me?
"H-How...? Eek...♥"
"Ooh, the little ones feel nice and squishy too, but I still prefer the big ones."
The moment he grabbed me, he started groping my breasts like always.
"Eek, don't pinch my nipples like thaaat... B-But how did you break through my barriers?"
"How could I just walk away with tits like these in front of me? I powered through for them."
"No way sheer willpower undid that... Ahh! Stop... Licking there tickles..."
The sensation of his tongue on my ear sent shivers down my spine, no matter how many times it happened. It was an instant trigger—flushing my cheeks and hardening my nipples—which was why he loved teasing me there.
"At least explain... Ahh...♥"
"Your tits told me to."
He murmured shamelessly into my ear while caressing it.
"That explains nothing... Haa...♥"
He held me tight to prevent any resistance and carried me to my room. The instant the door shut, he started fiddling with my clothes again.
"Hmm, I like the current outfit, but there's room for improvement."
Infusing mana into a letter opener on the table, he swung it a few times. My already skimpy clothes got even scantier as bits were sliced away.
"Kyaa! What are you doing?!"
"Shh, stay still or you'll get hurt."
"Ughhh..."
He'd cut away some leather around my navel, then stepped back, eyeing me with dissatisfaction.
"Th-That's enough, Prince Leon."
"Hmm, yeah... Cutting out this part would be better...?"
"Your Highness, I was wrong, so let's call it quits for today..."
"Time for some bold tailoring."
"Bold tail—what?! Kyaa!"
Grinning mischievously, he widened the hole around my navel. The inverted triangle opening that started from my breasts now barely left a V-shaped strip over my precious woman's part.
"There, much better."
"Better how?!"
I shrieked, but he just scratched his head nonchalantly.
"Just stay still—it's a prank."
"Ugh..."
A prank. Right, if it's a prank, what can I do...? Even if he forces me into perverted outfits, suckles my breasts every time we meet, or goes so far that people mistake me for a sex slave. If it's Leon Sodus's prank—born from harmless intimacy—then I have to accept it...?
...Wait, something feels off. Aren't pranks supposed to feel this creepy?
He stared piercingly at my body—more precisely, right between my legs—as he approached, and it scared me a little. I backed away and tried negotiating.
"P-Prince Leon, I said you could touch my other spots, but I meant my legs!"
At this rate, he'd make my most precious place his next plaything. It's not that bad, but as a woman, it felt a bit too invasive...
"You don't seriously think that makes sense, do you?"
Snorting, he tugged at the V-shaped leather. The fabric started vanishing into the slit, heightening the danger.
"Ahh...♥ W-Wait a sec..."
I barely escaped his grasp and offered a last-ditch deal.
"S-Stop! I'll grant you one wish, so let's end it here for today..."
I held up a single finger, promising one wish.
"...A wish?"
The word worked; he halted his advance.
"Yes, one wish in exchange for stopping the pranks today... Okay?"
Thank goodness—he was a friend who knew boundaries and honored my earnest plea. Leon Sodus really was a great friend. But aren't friends supposed to be equals...? I always felt like I was the only one getting the rough end, which was a bit unfair, but oh well. Getting mad at every harmless prank isn't mature.
"Fine, we'll stop here for today. Now, what wish should I ask for...? Such a delightful dilemma."
I'd managed to send him away, but at the cost of a ridiculous promise to grant a wish.
"What if he asks for something worse...?"
The anxiety gnawing at my heart became reality the very next day.
The next morning.
"What... is this? An oval mana stone like a small bird's egg, with a string attached like a tail...?"
Prince Leon handed me the item.
"It's got a simple vibration spell embedded... Ah, it's a massager!"
"Oho, spot on, Tower Lord."
He placed it in my palm like a quiz prize.
The round mana stone was tiny—too small to really call a massager.
"But it's so small... What exactly is it supposed to massage?"
"Obviously..."
His explanation nearly made me faint.
"Y-You're insane?! I'd never..."
"Tower Lord, it's just a toy to tickle your insides."
"A toy...?"
My pussy wasn't a toy for pranks...
"It's your wish. Wear it for just one day."
"Ugh..."
Sigh, why did I ever promise a wish...?
"Don't look back, no matter what."
He positioned me facing the wall, and I took a deep breath before picking up the 'toy.'
This is crazy... How could he make me put this...? Ugh.
The oval stone slipped smoothly into my tight hole.
"Ahh..."
The foreign sensation made my legs clamp together instinctively. Having something inside felt so hard to get used to. I covered the joint with fabric, but the string poked out, advertising the intrusion.
"There... happy now? This feels awful..."
To prove I'd worn it properly, I let him tug the string lightly.
"Ahh...♥ Feels bad..."
When he pulled, it felt like my inner flesh was being yanked—a gross discomfort.
"Can't have it feeling bad if it's a prank... Here, I'll make it fun."
He sent a pulse of mana at a specific wavelength, and the stone inside me started buzzing wildly.
"Hiii...♥ It tickles...♥"
This weird feeling... Not quite ticklish, but the closest word I could think of. It was strangely similar.
"Hikt...♥ Hnng...♥ Heek...♥"
He ramped the vibrations up and down repeatedly, and before long, sticky shame oozed from my pussy.
"You look like you're enjoying it, Irina."
"This feels nothing like enjoyment... Eek...♥"
"Haha, lie again and I'll crank it higher."
"N-Nooo...♥ Y-Yes...♥"
His absurd threat forced the truth out of me.
...Truth was, the ticklish buzz was turning into subtle pleasure. The irregular vibrations teasing my insides made me twitch over and over. Spending the day with this in? The mere thought filled me with dread.
Seeing my gloomy face, Leon offered some "comfort" before heading out.
"Don't worry—it won't be as bad as you think. I'll come by this afternoon to hear how your day went."
"...Yeah, sure... Ahh...♥ See you, Leon."
Bearing the vibrations from below, I inwardly prayed for the day to end quickly as I saw him off.