Chapter 16
Chapter 16
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 16
Chapter Title: Ah, Pussy Research?
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Vera's steps were light as he left the laboratory.
"Hmph, hm-hmm~"
He was humming a cheerful tune, his mood buoyant.
It would be a shocking sight for anyone else to behold.
The princess—now prince—humming merrily as he strolled down the corridor.
"So damn cute."
He recalled what had just happened.
Esther, trapped in his arms, squirming helplessly.
Just a few prods of his fingers into her pussy, and she'd let out those frail whimpers, leaking like a faucet in the most pathetic way. It was too stimulating.
"If you're that cute, it's a problem."
Made him want to devour her.
His cock was rock-hard, throbbing.
Straining against his pants, desperate to break free.
That was why he'd stopped the teasing and left.
He'd wanted to see her flustered, sure—but if he'd stayed any longer, he wouldn't have been able to hold back from pinning her down right there.
"Such a tease. Grinding that ass like that."
Every time she writhed in pleasure, Esther's plump ass rubbed against his crotch.
Deep down, he wanted to grab those teasing cheeks, spread them wide, and ram his cock into that drooling hole.
Vera had always had a strong libido, but becoming a man had cranked it up even higher.
He'd never understood why guys always wanted to fuck girls whenever they were bored—but now that he was one, it all made perfect sense.
Fuck her brains out.
What a spot-on expression.
Whoever came up with it first was a genius.
"Gotta hold back for now, though."
He was trying to respect some boundaries, after all.
He could do far worse things if he wanted.
Ravaging that fragile body would be child's play.
But he didn't want to ravage her.
More precisely, he didn't want to rape her.
He wanted mutual desire. A proper fuck where they both craved it.
And for that, groundwork like this was necessary.
'I was planning to take it slower, train her over time...'
Pathetic—he hadn't been able to wait.
It was all Esther's fault for stoking his lust.
Her very existence set his desires ablaze.
"Hmm..."
Vera glanced down at his hand.
It was dry now, but still faintly sticky.
He lifted it to his nose.
The thick, musky scent of her arousal clung to it.
How could even her smell be this lewd?
"...Am I being too pervy?"
Caught sniffing the pussy juices on his hand, Vera chuckled self-deprecatingly.
"Oops."
He was meticulously wiping his hand with a handkerchief when he felt a lightness at his waist.
He'd left his sword in the lab.
Turning back now would be awkward, but whatever.
Vera turned on his heel.
He retraced his steps back to the laboratory.
He opened the door.
No knock.
This was the Palace of Life—his domain.
And besides, no embarrassing scene like before would unfold without a knock.
"...?"
Or so he thought, the moment he stepped inside.
"Hng, uh, aaah...♡"
What Vera saw was Esther, standing spread-legged in front of the blackboard, shamelessly masturbating.
Eyes closed, every nerve focused on her pussy as her small fingers plunged in eagerly.
Squelch, squelch.
Pussy juices dripped steadily between her legs.
Enough to leave a dark gray stain on the floor.
"Haa...! Haat, hngggg...!"
She climaxed.
Fingers buried deep, her hips bucked wildly.
Her waist twitched, sending her chubby ass cheeks jiggling tautly.
"Hauk... ha... uuh..."
Head thrown back, Esther drowned in the afterglow.
Something was off.
When she'd checked the magic circle earlier, that line hadn't been there.
Had she missed it?
No.
Absolutely not.
A genuinely new line had appeared.
"N-No way...?"
One possibility sprang to mind.
"Does a new line get added every time I cum?"
She had no idea how that affected the curse, but it couldn't be good.
The more complex the magic, the higher the tier.
Complexity was determined by the number of lines forming the magic circle.
A tangle of lines weaving together to produce immense power.
Hard to wield, harder to unravel.
Think of it like puzzle pieces multiplying.
The more pieces, the tougher to complete.
Of course, with a real puzzle, you could just flip the board—but magic didn't work that way.
"Arghhh...!"
I tore at my hair in frustration.
I'd done the one thing I absolutely shouldn't have.
Mapping a curse is easiest in its original form.
The instant it mutates, analysis gets exponentially harder.
"This is bad."
Despite the gravity of my situation, warm fluids trickled down between my legs.
My body craved more pleasure.
It felt so good; my womb was whining for just one more go.
"No! I'm not doing it!"
I pounded my lower belly with my fist, scolding my womb to quit its tantrum.
I hastily pulled my clothes back on and shuffled to the blackboard.
My panties were soaked, but I'd endure.
This took priority.
I drew another magic circle.
"Just as I thought..."
Comparing the three, each had one extra line.
And I'd climaxed once while drawing each.
"Wait... hngk!"
I barely swallowed a scream.
If this hypothesis held, what about the first circle?
I'd blacked out from pleasure while drawing it.
Cumming god knows how many times from Vera's fingers.
If it was true, that meant several lines had been added.
"Grrr! Mmph! Mmmph!"
I clamped my hand over my mouth, muffling my wail.
"No! It might not be!"
Maybe I'd just overlooked them.
Or the curse hadn't fully amplified yet, so I couldn't see them all.
"To prove the hypothesis..."
There was only one way.
"Aaaah, screw it!"
I hiked my robe up to my waist.
To masturbate again.
Assuming lines were already added, if it was real, this was the only way to confirm.
"One more won't change much at this point."
I shoved the sticky panties aside.
Tucked them against the plump pussy lips to hold them in place.
Drip, drip.
My pussy drooled eagerly, as if it had been waiting.
Traitorous thing, ignoring my resolve.
I spread my legs and started rubbing.
Pressing the spot Vera had shown me.
Already swollen from earlier, easy to find.
"Hngggg...!"
My lower body shuddered as I came.
Not squirting like with Vera's touch,
but lukewarm fluids streamed down my thighs.
"Hauk... ha... uuh..."
Deep breaths steadying me, I checked the soul realm.
There!
Hypothesis confirmed.
Another line added.
I pulled my probing fingers free.
"Hauk...♡"
Air rushed into the hole as my fingers withdrew, making me jolt.
My pussy clenched, gushing more nectar.
"Should've kept going after all?"
"Gyaaah!"
The sudden voice startled me half to death.
I whipped around.
"Eh...? U-Uh...?"
My head spun.
Vera grinned wickedly.
"Wh-when did you...?"
"You were comforting yourself so intently, I couldn't bear to interrupt."
"Ugh, uuuh..."
I hung my head in shame.
My face burned.
"Earlier you were snapping at me to get out, and now you're jerking off alone?"
"Th-this was for research...!"
"Ah, pussy research?"
"Your words are so crude, Your Highness...!"
"The crude one's you, Lady Withbel—squatting spread-eagle and spraying pussy juice everywhere."
Vera licked his lips and approached.
"D-don't come closer...!"
I trailed off, hunching my shoulders.
"Come here. I'll finish what we started."
"I-it really was for research...!"
"I know, I know."
"It really was...!"
I backed away stealthily.
Thud.
But not far.
The wall blocked me; nowhere left to retreat.
"What if it wasn't me who opened that door, but someone else?"
Vera cornered me against the wall.
His leg slipped between mine.
A firm knee pressed into my crotch.
I pushed against his thigh, resisting.
"O-only Your Highness would barge in without knocking."
I grumbled resentfully.
"So you're fine showing off to me?"
"That's not it, but..."
"Good to know."
"Nooo...!"
Tears welling, I pointed at the blackboard.
"L-look at that!"
"Nuh-uh."
Vera shook his head.
"Trying to distract me and run?"
"No, really—look! I was doing it for research."
Vera finally glanced back skeptically.
"The magic circles?"
"Yes!"
I bolted in the gap.
"Waaah?!"
Vera scooped me up instantly.
My legs dangled.
Like a doll clutched to his chest.
"Where do you think you're going."
"Aaaah, seriously!"
I flailed, pointing at the board.
"Look! The magic circles! Every time I feel sexual pleasure, a new line gets added!"
Vera set me down in front of the board and examined the three circles.
"And I just verified it. For real. One more line appeared when I came again."
"This new one's here too?"
Vera pointed to a section of the circle.
It resembled a succubus's lewd gate.
A large heart in the center, wings spread on either side—like a stylized womb.
Rings of lines layered inside, like tree growth.
"Seems the additions happen in a fixed spot."
"What happens when it's full?"
"No idea yet."
Without knowing the curse's nature, it was pure speculation.
"But there's one person—an acquaintance—who might know."
Not exactly a person, but still.
"We could ask them."
An expert in this field came to mind.
"So...!"
I squirmed, whining.
"Put me down first! Stop groping my belly...!"
Squish, squish.