Fucking While Getting My Dick Wand Polished in the Magic Nation (1)

For now, I decided to leave the Japan map as is. 'I'll come back whenever.'

"Kantappi!!"

I cast Fast Travel without a second thought. My vision blurred in an instant. The scenery in front of me smeared like wet paint, then gradually sharpened again. Blink, blink. After blinking a few times, I realized I'd arrived at my destination.

"Sss... Hoo."

'Fantasy worlds really do have different ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠air.' Japan wasn't bad, but it had that urban stink to it. Exhaust fumes and all that. But the main continent map of the original game? If you stick to the well-managed areas, there's no foul odors at all. No smog, just the pure scent of nature. Just breathing it in makes you go, Ah, this is a game world. A smile crept onto my face unbidden.

"Hmmm~."

'So, who should I fuck first.' I glanced around. My body was worn out from all the overtime grinding, so I planned to grab one girl and pump her full as a way to recharge. And the first thing that caught my eye was...

"...?" Huh, what the hell. Why am I a wanted criminal? While I was off enjoying myself in the Japan map, what the fuck happened at the palace?

'Too many suspects to count.' The best thing would be to go check it out directly. I'd built up a ton of favor with that sharp-tongued princess, so I probably wouldn't actually get arrested. Might even trigger some quest. But there was one problem.

I was sick of it.

'They're gonna make me do another pussy contest or some shit.' Day 1 was the black-and-white pussy showdown, Day 2 I made Chiho do something similar. I just came from gawking at her takeout pussy teat stamp. Help host or participate in yet another pussy contest here? Once or twice is fine, but three times? Feels like beating a dead horse.

I shook my head and reached for the console window.

'There were plenty of other kingdoms, right?'

"So... which one should I pick..."

I pulled up coordinates for various maps. Then left it all to Cheokcheok Parksa-nim, the god of multiple-choice who'd saved my ass on killer exam questions back in school. The stage for Day 3, divined by the deity of guessing...

'This one!!'

"Kantappi!!!"

I immediately cast Fast Travel. My vision blurred in a flash.

-Rustle.

"This is where Doyeon-nim is supposed to be..."

As I left, I caught a glimpse of those knights whose tits I'd exposed, but whatever. Not my problem.

* * *

I'd fast-traveled to Arcana, the nation of magic. I looked around and nodded.

"Indeed, arcane punk."

The Empire had its own fantasy vibe, but this was different. Three-story buildings with doors like ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠windows instead of stairs. NPCs in robes flying in casually. The moody glow of mana stone lamps blended tech and magitech into a strong arcane punk ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠world feel. Sure, it wasn't far from medieval, but still. The mystical atmosphere had my jaw dropping.

"Heh..."

"Oh my, is this your first time in Arcana?"

"...Hm?"

As I stood there, a woman spoke up from behind. I turned around. A pretty woman in a robe was looking at me with sparkling eyes.

"That mana output even without casting— you must be an incredible mage..."

"Mana? Yeah, I've got a lot. Why?"

"You really don't know? In Arcana, mana is status."

She explained that here, higher mana meant more respect. Low mana didn't mean disdain—they welcomed everyone warmly as fellow travelers on the path of magic—but high mana made you an object of envy.

"Your name...?"

"Kim Doyeon."

"Someone like you, Doyeon-nim? Everyone would fawn over you. They'd rip out their livers and gallbladders to learn from you."

"Hmm."

So, in summary: Mana equals popularity here. After power-leveling with that fox goddess, I'm an S-rank stud in this country. Perfectly understood.

'What a fucking fun world this is!!'

"Well then."

I turned to leave. I'd grasped the lore; now time to film some hot AV. But the woman wasn't letting me go.

"Wait a moment!"

"Ah, what now."

"Um... you don't have a wand?"

"Wand?"

"I run a wand shop, actually. Care to come in for some tea?"

"Hmmm."

A wand. Maybe wands are essential here or something.

"Fuck it, sure."

I agreed and followed her. Her shop was on the first floor—good, no need to invent a flight skill.

"Of course, someone like you probably doesn't need a wand..."

I sipped tea while she explained. Wands were essential here, like proof of being a mage or an ID.

"Everyone treasures their wand like their own body. Even a scratch, and they come to me for repairs."

"Oh, you do repairs too?"

"Of course! Wands are that precious!"

"Hmmm."

Slurp. I took a sip. And just like that...

A fun idea popped into my head. I needed to organize my thoughts.

"If you need one, I could even gift you..."

As she revealed her goal, I stared at the NPC, brain churning. Finally, I nodded with a perfect plan.

"Hold on."

'Admin privileges, come out.'

I reached for the console and quickly tweaked the settings. It didn't take long.

I changed the concept of equipment first.

"You can cast magic without a wand, right? Mana from your hand makes it a wand, no?"

"True, but... no one uses their body as a wand."

Settings updated, confirmed.

Target NPC confirmed adult. And only then did I...

Reveal my true colors.

"I do, though."

I shot up from my chair—!! And yanked down my pants. My already rock-hard dick thrust right in front of her face.

"Kyaa, kyaack!!? What are you doing!!!"

Of course, wand shop owner Erina nearly fainted in shock...

"...Eh, huh?"

But she didn't run. Instead, she kept staring at my dick. Thanks to my skill.

"Look at my wand. What do you think?"

"It's... big and beautiful..."

"Thought so."

I'm now 10 levels higher than that fox goddess. My base stats are insane, obviously. And she wasn't some random NPC. She was a DLC boss from the demon realm, unlockable way later—with her own cutscene. So if my higher level applies to the grade...

'Higher than mythic grade.' Her reaction said it all. This was the ultimate endgame item. National power-level wand, literally.

"Ah, ah, no!! Why use that place as a wand!!!"

Of course, she knew it was a dick, so even recognizing it as a wand embarrassed her...

-Glance.

"Ahhh... but wow, it's so..."

Erina couldn't tear her eyes away. Even covering them with her hand, I could tell she was peeking through her fingers. Smiling, I stepped closer.

"Perfect timing. Can you polish my wand too?"

"Y-yes!? How could I handle something so precious—no, a man's that."

"Don't care. Just do it."

I pressed my throbbing dick against her cheek. Despite a stranger shoving his cock in her face, she didn't move.

"Um, I could introduce you to another craftsman..."

"Do it."

"I've never handled a wand like this..."

"You'll do it."

Now I rubbed it against her lips. Her eyes crossed. Her breath panted hot against my dick. She was getting aroused from the smell.

"Ahh... why use that as a wand..."

"'Cause I can whip it out anytime?"

"......"

After agonizing, Erina nodded vigorously.

"...O-okay, just put the wand away first!!"

"Dick?"

"D-don't say it like that!!"

She shoved her chair back with a screech and glanced around nervously, probably looking for polishing tools. I decided to help her out.

"By the way, just milk the cock juice out periodically and it'll be fine."

"C-c-c-cock...!!?"

"It's a dick, duh."

"Why say it so casuallyyyyy!!!!"

"Anyway, you said you'd do it? Hurry up."

Polish my wand. I.e., make my dick spew cum like a fountain. Seemed absurd. It was a wand and a dick—no normal NPC would accept that. Normally, yeah...

My admin tweak. With one click, her reaction flipped 180 degrees.

"Still hate it?"

"Of course... Wait, huh? Why was I freaking out...?"

Erina blinked. Then sat back down.

"Sorry. Anyway, dick wand polishing, right? First time with a living wand, but I'll do my best."

"Yep. First, take off your clothes?"

"No need to undress... Wait, yeah, to extract semen you need stimulation. Got it."

Swish— She started stripping. I throbbed my dick, grinning at ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the thought of slamming it into her virgin pussy...

-Creak.

"Erina-unnie! I'm he—... Huh?"

Just as she went fully nude. A normal person barged in.