Chapter 5 - Housewife Lenia ◈ Knead Knead Knead Squelch!

"Hngh...! Mm...♡ Ah♡"

Hypno kneads Lenia's breasts before pinching her nipple, drawing a blatantly sexual moan from her lips.

Slap slap slap slap! Rub rub rub...

"Ngh...!"

As Lenia shakes the shaft of his cock with her right hand while swirling her left palm over the head, Hypno can't hold back a groan amid the surging pleasure.

"Lenia, I'm gonna cum!"

"Hehe, mm♡ Go ahead, cum as much as you want. When you shoot your load to show your gratitude, it makes me just as happy. Ah♡ Hypno♡ Squeeze harder♡ Then I can...♡"

"Lenia!"

Granting her wish, Hypno pinches her nipple between thumb and forefinger, yanking it back.

"Hnnngh♡♡♡"

Lenia shudders through a mild climax, her body trembling. The vibration travels straight to her hands, shaking and rubbing Hypno's cock—and converting into raw pleasure for him.

"Nngh!"

Spurt spuuurt!

This time, his cock unleashes semen that's a bit thinner. But Lenia had her left hand cupped over the head in advance, so only her palm gets coated.

"Haa... haa..."

"Ah♡ Hnngh...♡"

Both bask in their orgasms, breathing raggedly. This makes three climaxes each. The second had been just like the first—Hypno groping her tits while she jerked him off. This third round was Hypno's idea: simultaneous.

"Ah, so much cum again. Lick lick♡ Slurp♡ Gulp♡"

True to form from the first and second times, Lenia diligently licks and sucks the semen from her hand before swallowing it down. The sight is hypnotically erotic, no matter how many times he sees it—enough to make his cock twitch right back to life.

But...

Ngh...

Three ejaculations with barely any break. A dull ache and sharp tingle radiate from his overworked cock and balls.

"Ah♡ Taking in your semen makes me feel so proud and happy. Oh♡ Your cock still looks ready to show more gratitude♡"

To Hypno, her words sound like, We can keep going, right? But as tempting as that is, pushing further would strain his body too much.

He'd once jerked off eight times in a row back home until he could barely breathe. Now, with his dream powers finally in hand, dying from nonstop cumming was the last thing he wanted.

So, swallowing tears inside while his still-stiff cock begs for more, he tells her:

"Sorry, I wanted to show you more gratitude, but my body's worn out."

"Oh? Then you should rest right away. Ah, you'll have lunch, right?"

"Yeah, please."

"Hehe, got it."

Lenia casually reaches for her underwear like nothing happened.

"Wait, not with these hands."

She realizes her hands are slick with her own saliva from licking and sucking his cum. Dressing like this would just stain her clothes, and even wiping with ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a towel wouldn't erase ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the scent.

With that in mind, she clasps her hands together and murmurs softly.

A soft blue light blooms around her hands with a gentle glow.

"Huh?"

Hypno's eyes widen at the sudden phenomenon.

"Perfect. That should do it."

Lenia nods faintly at her hands, wipes them on the towel from the bedside table, sniffs them, and smiles.

"Yep, no smell."

"L-Lenia?"

"Yes? What's up, Hypno?"

She turns to him, her full breasts jiggling artistically with the motion—stoking his lust in real time. But for once, Hypno ignores them, curiosity taking priority.

"What was that just now...?"

"Just now? Oh, you mean the magic?"

"Magic...? That was magic?"

"Yes, everyday magic called Clean."

"What's everyday magic?"

"Mini Wind, Small Torch, Clean, Make Water. The few spells even normal folks like us with low mana can use."

"Ah, right. Slipped my mind."

"Hehe, of course. Everyone forgets sometimes."

Accepting his words at face value, Lenia slips back into her underwear and top.

"I'll go make lunch then. You..."

Hypno, needing time to process, replies:

"I'll wait here till lunch."

"Sure."

She leaves the room. Hypno's gaze instinctively follows the hypnotic sway of her ass.

Creak. As the door shuts...

Flop.

He collapses onto the bed—pants still down, cock rigid—belonging to him and Glenn.

"For real."

Cold reality hits.

"This is actually happening?"

"Gaaah...!"

Euphoria and ecstasy explode inside him, nearly screaming.

It's real! I did it! With hypnosis... I actually... with Lenia...!

He'd confirmed the hypnosis worked. But using it ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠for real lewd stuff? That was a massive leap.

Heh, hehhehe... Nice. Hands done—next up, tits? Nah, gotta be ass. Or straight to sex? But I can do whatever. So logically, fellatio first?

Imagining future play with her gets him fired up. But...

Throb!

"Ow!"

His cock and balls throb from the three back-to-back loads, interrupting his fantasies.

Three in a row was too much, huh.

In his old life, he'd accept it. But now, with godlike powers, he's drunk on omnipotence. This hindrance? Unacceptable.

Hypnosis demands endless stamina as standard!

Without a fix, he'd be raging. But he had more than just hypnosis.

The solution was right there.

"Status Window."

Facing a crucial issue, he intones gravely.

"Hm?"

A (NEW!) tag gleams by Magic. But that's not the priority. Points jumped from 3 to 5—no battles, no kills. Criteria unknown, but more points mean better upgrades.

Great. All-in on Libido...!

He pauses. Even with Intelligence 2, his brain hits the brakes.

Overflowing libido's useless without stamina! Stiff cock and tons of cum mean nothing if I crash like before. Phew, close call.

Praising his sharp mind, he allocates:

Libido's king. Stamina just needs a tiny boost!

Just +1 Stamina, +4 Libido. Satisfaction swells as fatigue and throbs vanish instantly.

"Solid performance. ...Huh?"

Gazing at the window, a new (NEW!) by Skills catches his eye.

What's this?

Focusing summons a new panel:

Six new skills in pale gray—like unacquired in a game.

Stats up = more skills? Nice.

He reviews them one by one.

"Whoa..."

Mouth agape at the descriptions. He'd wanted a status window, but stat-ups unlocking these? Mind-blowing.

And a new goal forms:

I'll get them! Absolute Impregnation and Contraception!

Control over conception—playing god with life. Breed who he wants, block who he doesn't. Priority: Absolute Contraception.

Raw creampies forever! No pregnancy buzzkills mid-fun! Yes! Perfect!

Imagining worry-free sex with Lenia—losing his virginity raw—pure bliss.

"Heh heh heh heh..."

Laughter unstoppable.

Oh yeah, this too.

Focusing on Magic's (NEW!):

Exactly what Lenia mentioned. Basic stuff, 1 pt each.

"Mmm."

Nothing sex-relevant yet, so he closes the window, pulls on underwear and pants.

Stat investments erased fatigue—now just raging lust for more with Lenia.

But pass for today.

He could just say "more gratitude" anytime. But he opts for normalcy.

Why? Ironclad confidence: He can fuck her senseless whenever. Hypnosis grants godlike leisure.

Without it, he'd be a feral beast, slamming into her without foreplay. But this calm lets him savor step-by-step—controlling his urges.

So, no rush. He rises, mentally sequencing ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠lewd acts with her, and heads to the living room.

Creak.

"Lenia, mind if I watch you cook?"

"Oh, why not rest more?"

"Watching you beats resting."

"Is that so? Hehe, one sec."

Hypno sits, eyes glued to her back—her firm, ass-stealing curves.

Next: that ass.

He licks his lips, savoring the anticipation.