Chapter 93 - Heat Relief!
Hypno spent the morning in high spirits, grinning to himself. "Wintineas better show up soon~."
She said she came by yesterday while I was waiting, so the odds are high she'll drop in again today. Heh heh heh. Recalling the exquisite pleasure of her furnace-like pussy from two days ago, Hypno felt his chest swell with anticipation. On top of that, Wintineas was right up his alley—stunning figure, beautiful hair, and that airheaded, languid personality that screamed natural ditz. He couldn't wait to see how her face would twist in ecstasy if he fucked her rough and drowned her in pleasure.
"Hmmm……."
But Wintineas didn't show up all morning. Maybe around lunchtime like yesterday? Fine then... I'll just jerk off to kill time! Preparing for any contingency, Hypno activated his transparency field and soundproofing field, then fired up the recording function on his Cheonma's Orb.
Having recorded clients during sessions, he'd gotten pretty handy with the orb's video features. Maiking hadn't explained in detail—probably because it was obvious—but the orb had editing and multi-projection capabilities. He could cut, splice, skip, or fast-forward to any scene. And it could play multiple videos at once.
Using that, Hypno queued up two old recordings to play simultaneously.
『Huuuuh♥♥ How's this♥♥ Aaang♥ Master♥♥♥ My pussy dance♥♥ Hiiigguuuh♥♥♥』
『Aaang♥ Aaaang♥ Thanks……♥♥♥ To Quil and cock-sama♥♥ Thanks……♥ Haaaah♥♥♥』
What played were Mika and Marne's pussy dance videos. Slender Marne and the curvier Mika, both naked, legs splayed wide in vulgar display, shaking their hips in slutty pussy dances. Not just Hypno's POV—the orb had floated around during the fucks, capturing four ultra-HD angles.
"Heh heh heh, the quality's top-notch."
The ultra-4K-plus resolution felt so vivid, like it was happening right in front of him, complete with crystal-clear audio. Satisfied, Hypno dropped his pants and gripped his cock.
"……Too big for jerking off, though."
His prized mega-cock, one of his deepest desires fulfilled—perfect for pounding pussy, but a hassle for solo play. Sure, his stats had bulked him up with muscle, but he couldn't forget over twenty years of muscle memory from his past life. Hypno cast Genital Change to shrink it to his old size and gripped it again.
"Kuuh, yeah—this grip's the one."
It felt like coming home. Nodding in satisfaction, Hypno stroked to the lewd, trashy pussy dances of Mika and Marne.
Tap-tap-tap-tap!
By lunchtime, he'd blown six loads—not just to Mika and Marne, but to videos of other female adventurers who'd come for "treatment" and gotten fucked.
"Huu, sage time hits different sometimes. Glug glug."
A bit cooled off after the six rounds, Hypno used Power Clean to zap away the cum splattered everywhere, then conjured fresh water from the orb to quench his thirst.
"Power Clean's the shit. No worrying about tissues or whatever—just blast away."
No fumbling for prepped tissues mid-stroke, no cum overflowing and staining the desk or floor. Fuck up the place all you want—one Power Clean and it's spotless. Hypno marveled again at its convenience.
With cleanup done, he savored a brief sage mode, pondering. Fucking's great, but start with the party talk first. I'll recruit her for sure, but we should get to know each other...
Creeeak….
Just then, Wintineas pushed open the consultation room door.
"Excuse… me."
"Oh! Come on in, Wintineas!"
Hypno welcomed her warmly. "Got something to consult about?"
For once, his intentions were almost pure.
"Uh……."
That's when Hypno caught her gaze flicking to his crotch, then awkwardly averting. "Y-Yeah…… uh……."
Look at her, straight-up admitting she can't forget my cum taste. Fuck, that's hot. Walking sex drive generator.
Sage mode shattered instantly.
Wanna fuck her brains out. Even after one day, that outfit's insanely slutty. Makes me wanna bury my face in those thighs and inhale deep.
Pop! His cock, resting after six loads, sprang to full mast at the sight of her.
He could hypnotize her now for a no-resistance fuck, but Hypno preferred her conscious. He craved watching that drowsy airhead melt into pleasure step by step.
First, prep work: He fired off telepathy and Hypnosis Wave together. Answer all my questions truthfully. Everything I do is part of your treatment.
"Alright, have a seat first."
Hypno beamed, gesturing to the opposite sofa.
"Okay……."
Wintineas closed the door and sat. Hypno activated the room's lock, then faced her squarely.
Those thick thighs are killer, but damn, that rack too. Not as huge as Lenia's, but bouncier for sure.
"Mind a little chat before the consultation?"
Know your target inside out for the best fuck.
"Sure…… okay……."
She nodded, eyes sneaking peeks at his crotch.
Hypno flashed a kind smile. "Sleep well after last time?"
"Uh…… yeah. Slept… soundly."
"Good to hear. Sorry, you stopped by yesterday? Treatment ran long."
"No worries…… you're busy… sometimes……."
After light chit-chat, Hypno dove into his curiosities.
"Did you design that outfit yourself?"
"This…? Yeah. I… asked for it. I overheat… a lot, so… coolest clothes… possible……."
"Hooh."
She picked the whore getup herself…!
"Doesn't it embarrass you? Shows a lot of skin."
"Embarrass…? Hmm…… nah? Normal clothes are… too hot… can't fight properly……."
Total airhead who doesn't get shame. …Perfect!
"Even with your ass half out?"
"Huh…? Is this… that embarrassing……?"
"Nah, if it doesn't bother you, who cares? Actually, rethinking it—must feel super breezy."
Hypno nodded vigorously in agreement. Wintineas lit up.
Hypno says… it's fine…….
Other adventurers had asked similar before; she'd given the same answer but never got why it mattered. They'd looked baffled. But Hypno understood her right away. Her heart fluttered a bit, and she shared her inner thoughts casually.
"Yeah, it's cool……. Bare ass too……."
She patted her butt gently. "Sitting skin-on-sofa… feels nice and cool."
She'd draped her cloak back without spreading it, ass bare on the leather.
"……."
Her casual, everyday tone—and stroking her own ass—cranked Hypno's erection to 120%.
Wintineas knew his cock was rock-hard but didn't comment. To her, it was normal. Men always got hard around her sexy outfit; they tried hiding it, but she only ever saw tents. So it was just how things were.
But today, she couldn't ignore it. That's where the cool, yummy cum… comes from…….
She'd come for "consultation" as an excuse, but seeing Hypno up close stirred her craving for that refreshing semen. Still, chatting normally felt nice too—unlike those adventurers nagging her to cover up. She wanted more talk with this understanding guy.
"That cloak's cool too? But you overheat—doesn't it trap warmth?"
"This is… for night."
"Night?"
"Mornings hot… but nights cold……."
"Cold?"
"Yeah…… camping, sleeping without cover… chilly. But wrapped in cloak… fine."
"Aha……."
Hypno stroked his chin, nodding along. His immediate reactions made talking fun for her.
"The front's so sheer on purpose?"
"No…… just asked for cool here… but maker said this looks better… wouldn't change it……."
"Gotcha. Hmm… personally, I prefer it sheer too. Clings so nice—er, I mean, looks prettier. Suits a beauty like you."
"Uh…… th-thanks……."
First time anyone complimented her looks so directly and sincerely. She'd heard flirty "Hey pretty sis, got time?" from rowdy groups, but not this. And Hypno seemed so kind and affectionate from their first meeting. Hearing it again warmed her.
Good thing… about this outfit…….
Even the transparent crotch panel, a mild gripe before, now appealed.
And simultaneously: What kind of guy… is Hypno……?
Her interest shifted beyond cock and cum.
"Hypno……."
"Yeah?"
"Why the robe…? Not stuffy……?"
His robe-cloaked muscles rivaled a martial artist's; she wondered if it suffocated him.
"This? Mostly fashion. But it's surprisingly comfy."
"How……?"
"Robes hide your build, right? Big guy like me could pass for fat. But roll up sleeves……."
Hypno hiked his sleeve, flexing his chiseled arm for her.
"Show 'em these hard angles, and they freak. Kinda love that look."
(Truth: Nabi, Dibi, and Tomi bought it as "mage default," but he'd found perks wearing it.)
Wintineas took it at face value. Never thought… of that.
"Ooh…… yeah…… makes sense……."
Her drowsy tone held steady. To Hypno, who saw her as peak airhead, it felt like enthusiastic validation. Perfect.