Chapter 8. Shall I Ravish the Teacher's Monster Cock, Reeking of Dick Stink?♥
It wasn't just me — the other students gasped in admiration all at once, too.
We'd all assumed she had no ability at all. Who knew she'd been carrying something this insanely broken?
The voice in my head had said it would help me. Which meant... was even that voice ringing through my skull a part of my ability?
"An ability that uses shadows, is it?"
As I mulled over how exactly to answer the teacher's question, the voice supplied the reply for me. 'It's an ability related to shadows.'
I repeated it word for word.
"Yes, it's an ability related to shadows."
"I see. Then could you show me how you can use it?"
The scythe gripped in my hand was rippling as though it were alive. In most games, a weapon shaped like this fired something off the moment you swung it.
SHRAAAAK-!! KWAAANG-!!
"Whoa, shit. The hell is this thing?"
The instant I took the scythe in both hands and swung, something like a black sword-aura shot out at blistering speed, slicing the target — and the wall behind it — clean in two.
'That's not all. Try asking them to start up the moving targets.'
Moving targets?
"Teacher, could you turn on the moving targets?"
For now I did as the voice instructed, and the teacher immediately set them in motion — fast-moving ones, ones tracing fixed patterns, a whole wide variety.
'Stretch your hand out in front of you, and picture in your head the targets you want to hit.'
I extended my hand toward the targets, then painted a picture in my mind of nailing every single one I could see.
In that instant, the shadow at my feet surged upward at terrifying speed.
SHLAAAAASH-!! SHGOOOREUK-!!
The sharp-tipped shadows danced in a dazzling flurry, reducing every moving target to powder in a single stroke.
"...What?"
So it wasn't just for show — it was actually strong too? What the hell was with this bullshit-overpowered ability?
"That's impressive, Evelyn. At this level, you'll advance all the way to third year with ease."
"R-Really...?"
In Neon Fall, an ability was one with your own body. Every use was supposed to come with some sensation of change, reaction, or activation from within — and yet right now, I felt nothing whatsoever.
"Can I... keep using this?"
'Yep, as much as you like — so long as you work hard taking futanari cum.'
"...What?!"
I jolted at the unbelievable information, and in that same moment, every head in the room turned toward me.
"Uh... um... Teacher, is this enough?"
"Yes, that was excellent. Good work, Evelyn."
I took my seat, and while the teacher carried on with her brief lecture on abilities, I quietly continued my conversation with the voice in my head.
"What do you mean, it needs cum?"
'Exactly what it sounds like. The source of your ability is futanari cum. Think of it as fuel.'
"Cum is fuel? Are you kidding me?"
'Why would I joke about that? Besides, even as you ask, you already know it's no joke.'
It knew my thoughts far, far too well.
Every time that voice echoed through my skull, I started acting like a girl who couldn't survive without cock — craving it eagerly, openly. Technically I was the one getting fucked, but the mood shifted so naturally that it was practically me doing the ravishing.
"Haa... so that's what all of that was."
'Pretty sweet deal, no? Stock up on enough cum and, unlike everyone else, you can use your ability with zero limits.'
"What's sweet about it?! How is that any different from telling me to become a total pervert slut...!"
'It's not like you can get pregnant anyway.'
Pregnancy isn't the point here!
My worry was what kind of rumors would spread through the academy if I went strutting around flaunting my love of cock like that.
'Looking forward to working with you. Do keep me topped up with fuel, hmm?'
With that final absurd remark, the voice fell silent.
"Ha... I am so, so fucked..."
The price of a badass, amazing, god-tier ability... was cum. It was despairing enough that I wanted to believe this was all a dream.
"Evelyn."
"Yeah, Roselyn?"
"What gives? You told me yours was math-related."
"That's, um... I wanted to surprise you. Like, a surprise! You know...?"
Thankfully, Roselyn just snorted a laugh and gave my shoulder a playful bump.
The rest of the practical class proceeded as self-directed practice. Unlike the other girls, who threw themselves into training, I knew I had an ability now and still just sat there, no different from a regular PE period.
Because using it drained the energy I'd gotten from cum, didn't it? And then I'd have to grab some other futanari and ravish her all over again.
I'd rather die. No way in hell, not for anything!
"Evelyn, aren't you going to practice?"
"Uh, yeah...? Ah, I'm just not feeling so great today."
"Then you'll get scolded by the teacher?"
"Scolded?"
The moment that question crossed my mind, a powerful killing intent pressed in from behind. I stole a quick glance backward and scrambled out of my seat in a panic — and only once I'd seen that did the teacher slowly, creakingly turn her head.
"Evelyn. What exactly do you think you're doing? Skipping out on my class?"
This was the same teacher who'd been addressing her students in the gentlest of voices mere moments ago. And yet now she was bearing down on me with pressure enough to pin an entire classroom of students single-handedly.
"T-Teacher...?"
"Aren't you going to hurry up and practice?!"
"Y-Yes, ma'am! I'll g-go right now!"
At her bark I shot upright — no, practically launched off the ground like a spring — and bolted for where Roselyn was.
"Evelyn, you're here?"
"Roselyn! How could you just leave me behind!"
"Teacher Cartia is super gentle normally, but if she catches a student lazing around during class, she gets furious."
"You could've told me that sooner!"
Calming my rattled heart, I stole a glance toward the teacher. She was scanning for slacking students with razor-sharp eyes.
For the record, Teacher Cartia's physique was not of this world. Even without using her ability, she could beat every ability-wielding student in a sparring match. One look at her massive arm muscles and the abs pressing against her clothes told you as much.
"But that thing... it's way too noticeable."
"Hm? Oh, the teacher's dick? Hers is huge. Even I couldn't help clicking my tongue at it, I'm telling you."
"You saw that...?"
"Yep, in the bathroom. Her piss stream is insane? I thought she was going to destroy the toilet."
I nodded along with a sour expression at information I never wanted to know — and in that moment, my eyes met the teacher's.
"Evelyn."
"Y-Yes! I was j-just about to practice!"
In a flurry, I conjured a scythe and swung it, working through my practice by hurling shadows at the targets before my eyes.
"Evelyn's ability is shadows, right? Then she'd be weak to flashes."
"Ah... yeah, probably."
"And she wouldn't be able to use it at all when there's no light whatsoever."
I'd been thinking of it as a bullshit-OP ability, but hearing Roselyn lay it out, the weakness was crystal clear. Well, fair enough — you'd need a flaw like that for the balance to work.
"I can control shadows however I want."
"Uh... I guess?"
Since I'd been forced into practicing anyway, I decided to use the opportunity to learn more about my ability.
The first thing I discovered was weapons. Daggers, twin blades, longswords — every weapon that could be called a blade could be forged from shadow. Shielding my body with shadow was possible too, as was wrapping it around myself to reinforce any single part of my body.
"It's seriously all-purpose, huh? I've never seen an ability this good in so many different ways."
"Really?"
Thinking back on the abilities I'd seen while playing Neon Fall, Roselyn's reaction made perfect sense. Barring flashes or total darkness, it was a remarkably useful power.
"Huh? My ability..."
Midway through testing it across one hypothetical scenario after another, the shadows simply stopped rising.
No way...
'All used up. Time for a recharge, Evelyn.'
I'd taken Roselyn's cum once in my mouth and once in my pussy. Shouldn't that at least buy me a full day of free use? What the hell was with this absurdly garbage fuel efficiency?
'Expecting two measly loads to last you ages? That's some thieving-bitch greed right there. Please recharge soon.'
Letting out a deep sigh, I walked over to explain my situation to the teacher.
"Evelyn? Is something the matter?"
"Teacher, my ability..."
Just as I was about to tell her I couldn't use it anymore because I wasn't feeling well, my eyes, which had been fixed on the teacher's face, suddenly darted downward — and locked onto the cock bulging prominently against her spats.
"Evelyn?"
This wasn't supposed to happen. I absolutely could not afford to lay hands on my teacher, of all people.
'Ooh, there's a delicious fuel tank. Looks like quite the monster cock, and those balls look satisfyingly heavy too. And she's sweating buckets — that dick stink must be absolutely RIPE?'
I fought with everything I had to hold onto my reason — but the words coming out of my mouth were anything but reasonable.
"I'd like to consult with you about my ability... would that be alright?"
"A consultation? Yes, of course."
"Not out here, though... could we do it inside? It's about my ability, so I'd rather the other students didn't hear."
"That can be arranged. Understood. Follow me. Everyone, keep practicing — I'll be back once her consultation is done."
I followed the teacher into the school building, studying her back with great interest. The beads of sweat trickling down her nape, her firm ass clearly outlined against the spats, her broad, powerfully tapering back — every last detail of her was hot as fuck.
How was anyone supposed to teach a class with a body this obscene? She might as well be begging to get ravished♥
"In here."
"Yes, ma'am."
We stepped into an empty classroom and sat down facing each other.
"So, what did you want to consult about, Evelyn?"
"My ability uses shadows, but it has weaknesses, you see."
"Right. Flashes, or places with no light at all. Honestly, the odds of running into the former are low — but the latter? Quite high."
"That's what I've been worrying about — how I should handle situations like those."
Since the consultation was a serious one, the teacher gave a light smile and began offering her sincere advice.
"The way I see it, the answer is training your body to prepare for situations like those."
"Training?"
"Mm-hm. Basic physical conditioning, is what I mean. You mustn't rely on your ability alone."
So that philosophy is how she built that insanely hot body of hers, huh?
"I see. Then do you have any exercises you'd recommend?"
"Cardio matters, and so does strength work. Since it's your first time, start with about twenty minutes on the treadmill, then begin your strength training with bodyweight exercises."
"Teacher, if you have the time... could I receive personal training from you?"
In Neon Fall, whenever Teacher Cartia saw a student brimming with passion, she would burn with that same passion and strive to help them however she could.
"Of course, Evelyn. Shall we start today?"
"Yes, Teacher."
Just as I'd predicted — despite it being the kind of request that could have been a burden — she accepted my proposal without a moment's hesitation.
As the consultation wrapped up and I moved to rise from my seat, I 'accidentally' gave the pen resting on the desk a deliberate little flick, knocking it to the floor.
"Oops. Dropped the pen."
I did not duck under the desk to pick it up. Instead, I went straight in and planted my hand right on the cock sheathed in the teacher's spats.
"E-Evelyn?! Wh-What do you think you're—"
"Oh my, Teacher? You said it yourself just now, remember? That we'd start today."
"That was about exercise—"
"Exactly — exercise♥ We're starting our workout right this second, aren't we?"
"This joke has gone too far, Ev... hngh...♡"
She never got to finish saying the joke had gone too far.
Because I'd begun gently massaging her cock with both hands, kneading it like a slime.
The cock pressed down inside her spats slowly began to swell, rising up stiff and straight.
"Our teacher's cock... it's a real monster, isn't it?"
"Evelyn... stop... right now...♡"
"You want me to stop?"
She was still mid-erection — and already it was as big as Roselyn's.
When I gave the glans wrapped in her spats a light flick of my finger, it shuddered faintly.
"Should I really stop?"
Exhaling ragged breaths, I smiled up at her.
"Tea. Cher. ♥"