A Grand Send-Off
The first time is always the hardest; the second comes easy.
At first I had been shocked just by the sight of two naked men standing in front of me. Now I was casually sucking a cock above and another below as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
I pulled Im Hana down from where she straddled me and made her get on all fours. Just as expected, she diligently sucked the cock thrust before her face. The clone gripping her hips from behind drove its cock deep into her womb, yet she only flinched and never spat out what filled her mouth.
When I slowly rose while still in that position, Im Hana—skewered front and back—rose with me.
Having her mouth stuffed full only made her breathing more ragged. Whether from that, or from sheer arousal at a situation her former self could never have imagined, both her upper and lower mouths burned as if she had swallowed fire.
We kept at it for a while until Im Hana, already showing signs of climax from the sheer intensity, made me sit her up.
"Why…"
It wasn't quite "I was almost there," but the meaning was clear enough.
Still standing behind her, I lifted one of her legs. Thinking I meant to change positions, she braced herself on one foot and gripped the nearby table.
Into the wide-open space between her legs—slick with the juices she had already spilled—my cock slid home.
"Hiiik!"
But the hole it entered was not the one she expected.
Instead of the cunt that had been happily taking a cock until now, it sank into the anus quietly hidden behind it.
In reality, no one would suddenly attempt anal without preparation. You would need to empty your bowels first, and you would have to spend plenty of time loosening the entrance so it wouldn't tear. Anal was that much of a hassle, and the cleanup afterward was a headache too.
In a dream, though, the story changed. Even without all that bothersome prep, as long as I—the one with authority—intended it, penetration like this was possible anytime.
"W-wait a second. Kh…! That's… that's not it."
Pain and shock at the unexpected insertion made even the usually quiet Im Hana speak up, but—
"I know."
—a single word from me shut her mouth.
Still buried in her ass, I lay back against the bed and wrapped both arms tightly around her. Escape was no longer an option even if she wanted it.
Im Hana stared in disbelief at the cock filling her anus, then belatedly realized what the position meant.
"D-don't tell me? Don't tell me? Is that what this is? Th-that can't be possible…"
I casually ignored her denial of reality. The clone plunged its cock straight into her womb.
"Ha-uaaaah!"
A cock already heated like a pillar of fire shoved into a womb made hypersensitive by being denied climax at the last second. She cried out as if she would break and her whole body shook.
The insertion alone brought the orgasm she had been denied crashing down all at once.
Mouth wide open, jaw trembling, Im Hana could no longer hold back once the cocks in both holes began to move. She let out screams that were pure moans.
"Hiiik! Hhik! Hahh…! Hik! Hhhik! I-it's getting weird! Hhhiiik! N-no!"
But a cunt already fired by one climax ignored her reason and kept slamming violent pleasure straight into her nerves. On top of that, the unexpected cock stimulating her hyper-sensitive pussy from the outside left her unable to form a single coherent thought.
When the original body and the clone both rose while still inside her, she hung in the air between us, wailing endlessly.
"Ah, ahhn't! Hhhik! Hhik! Hiiik!"
I had no idea what she meant by "aren't," but her tongue had gone slack; the words were slurring.
Her legs gave out completely. She slumped against the clone in front of her for support.
That made it harder for the clone to move—and easier for me behind her.
"Hik! Hhhik! I-I'm breaking. There… hhik!"
In reality this would definitely cause bathroom problems later. Here it was a dream, so no issue.
The clone shifted, lying back against the bed. Im Hana clung tightly to it and ended up riding on top.
Every thrust into both holes made her bounce and jerk; all she could manage were ragged breaths. She could no longer form words. Wave after wave of impossible pleasure she had never known in her life had drowned her reason completely.
When I took one of her arms and sat her up again, she tried something like resistance, wondering what I was planning next. Of course it was useless.
I flipped her so that this time I was the one buried in her womb. I had been working her ass the whole time, but I wanted to finish inside her pussy.
I had the clone hold her under the knees and spread her wide. Then both of us poured thick cum freely into her ass and womb.
"Hiiik!"
The sensation of hot semen flooding her insides made Im Hana climax grandly once more. She came so hard she even squirted.
I shoved my cock in to the root and emptied myself deep inside her. Only after the last drop did I finally let her go.
Freed at last, she collapsed onto the bed, but her mind still hadn't returned. All she could do was lie there with unfocused eyes, panting shallowly, body twitching from the aftershocks that kept rolling through her.
I gazed at the vulgar, beautiful work of art I had created and spoke.
"I've given you a new skill. Check it when you wake up."
"Th-thank…"
Even out of her mind she still answered. I snorted a laugh at the sight, then returned to the original dream.
She was still in the form of the High Elf Empress. She looked me up and down and said,
"Is that all?"
"Pardon? What is?"
"Never mind. It is nothing."
I tilted my head at her evasive answer, then voiced the thought that had just occurred to me.
"Um. I have one question."
"What is it."
"This new skill of mine—can it stack?"
"You mean, since you and that girl share the same skill, do the effects stack? Is that what you ask?"
"Yes."
If it did, it would be enormous. Keep adding people who held this skill and the effect would keep amplifying until it reached absurd levels.
She answered as if I were an idiot.
"Do you think it would?"
"Ah, figured."
"It was never an ability designed with stacking in mind to begin with."
"True enough."
I smacked my lips and tried again.
"Then can the passive be turned on and off?"
Just as Im Hana and Lamia had sensed each other because they shared a skill, if I went around spreading the same passive effect the same thing would happen again.
"It is possible."
"Whew, that's a relief. I was worried it might cause problems."
"Could you not simply tell them you are already a covenant as well?"
"But I can't enter the dream in my real-world form. And even if I could, I can't exactly violate myself."
"That is impossible, yes—but there is another way."
"Another way?"
"I can take the form of your real-world self."
"Ah…"
That would be incredible, but there was still a problem.
"Having sex with someone who looks exactly like my real-world self… there's still some emotional resistance there…"
"You are quite picky."
"No, most people would be."
"You hardly look like 'most people' to me."
"I feel so wronged."
When I grumbled, she gave a soft laugh and offered a solution.
"I simply need to appear as a different form to you, and only show your real-world form to others."
"Ah, that method!"
It was a good idea, but I decided to keep it in reserve as a contingency for if problems actually arose. If I could avoid it, there was no reason to go looking for that kind of trouble.
At any rate, after finishing the night's business I woke in the morning and checked the new skill first thing.
Just as she had said, its name was Larencia's Blessing.
"What's a Larencia?"
I searched just in case, but nothing useful came up. Newer content might have the lore gathered somewhere, but older settings made it hard to dig up details this fine.
It was a pure passive with no active function, so there was no real way to test it. She had called herself the avatar of a goddess, so maybe it was a goddess's name—or a country.
I went to work at the Center, but Im Hana was nowhere to be seen. I wondered if she was late, but only in the afternoon did I learn she had called in sick.
Worried, I phoned her.
"It's me. Seha. I heard you're sick? Are you okay?"
"Hm? Oh, y-yeah, I'm fine. Just a little body ache."
"Really? Did something happen yesterday? Why the sudden fever?"
"Uh, just… when I woke up this morning, I just…"
I could sense she didn't want to go into detail. I had half expected it. Something must have gone wrong after she climaxed so grandly in the dream last night.
Ah.
Then it hit me that it really might be a body ache. Her vessel had grown, but she had still had two people's worth of essence drained from her in one go. I hadn't even returned any, so of course she wouldn't be in good shape.
I felt a little guilty.
"I'm worried, so… would it be okay if I came by?"
"Huh? You, Seha?"
"Yeah. I can't nurse you right away, but I can at least make you some food. I did work at a PC bang for a long time, you know."
"Ahaha. Then… could I ask a small favor?"
"Sure. Leave it to me."
If I were still a man it would have been unthinkable, but being a woman made permission easy. Not that being a woman guaranteed it, of course.
I went to lunch alone without Im Hana. Off in one corner of the cafeteria I spotted Lamia sitting with Han Seol-ye.
When I approached they noticed me a beat late and quickly greeted me.
"Hello, Instructor."
"Hello. Mia-nim, you came for lunch too?"
"That's right. This is my friend. She just awakened recently, so you'll meet her next intake."
"Ah, congratulations. I'm Lee Seha. Intern on the Association Support Team."
"Hello. Han Seol-ye. Nice to meet you."
