Aphrodisiac-Afflicted Centaur (1)
Lydia's swinging blade sliced through the silver wolf's neck. Aquina then leaped off her back, severing the necks of three more silver wolves in a single stroke.
The students were currently surrounded by a pack of silver wolves—beasts larger, faster, and stronger than ordinary wolves. Angelina began casting her water magic using the blood of the slain wolves, while Hazel's explosive vials detonated with thunderous booms from all directions. Rachel cast protective spells and buffs to shield her comrades from harm, and Roan held the line alone with his massive shield, drawing the attention of a good number of the silver wolves.
From behind, Sophia shouted.
A Gate of Death portal materialized, sucking in all the wolves Roan had been holding back. It then burst with a pop. Mass slaughter.
Aquina and the students swiftly dispatched the remaining foes before collapsing onto the ground in exhaustion.
"Huff... huff! I'm beat...!"
Roan sprawled out flat on his back. In contrast, Angelina and Hazel high-fived each other, praising their performance.
"That was awesome."
"You too."
Lydia was busy asking Aquina about the technique she'd just used.
"Teach me that too."
"My technique? You couldn't handle it."
Aquina shook her head dismissively. Rachel eyed Sophia with curiosity.
"A warp mage with offensive skills? That's unusual."
"The result of hard work."
Sophia offered a gentle smile. In truth, it was thanks to Kang Naru's semen. His seed had the miraculous property of allowing anyone to surpass their limits with enough effort.
A short while later, the group pressed on along the mountain path. It had been over three hours since they'd parted from Naru—that was their goal, finding him. They occasionally ran into packs of monsters, but under Aquina's command, they dispatched them smoothly every time.
When they'd first separated from Naru, the path forward had seemed utterly daunting. But as time passed, the students adapted, immersing themselves in their assigned roles and learning through hands-on experience what no academy lesson could teach.
"Lydia! Get into position over there!"
"Hazel, you need to come this way!"
"Everyone, maintain formation!"
Naru's disappearance was, in a way, proving beneficial for the students. If he'd been there, they would have passively followed his lead. They adored him too much to question his words—they'd just nod along. But without him, they discussed and debated among themselves, proactively seeking advice from Aquina when needed.
"Do it like this."
Aquina had little attachment to the students and no real desire to teach them. She was more like a friend tagging along for Naru. She only got vocal during battles; otherwise, she just watched quietly, answering only when asked. Internally, though, she was grumbling.
'I thought he'd shake off those giants and catch up quick, but he dumps everything on me and vanishes. Idiot!'
She knew Naru was a top-tier adventurer, so she wasn't worried. He was probably slacking off somewhere else.
Unlike her, Sophia was genuinely concerned for Naru.
'I hope he's not hurt...'
She only assisted during fights, otherwise keeping a distant expression and trailing silently behind. She didn't mesh well with the group.
The one who'd become unusually chatty among the students was Angelina. Drawing on her diligent academy studies, she led the others, assigning tasks accordingly.
"Tear a bit of my skirt and tie it to this branch like this... Now we head that way."
"Angelina, isn't your skirt getting shorter and shorter?"
"Roan's been staring at your legs the whole time!"
"W-When did I!?"
"Hahaha!"
The lone male, Roan, was treated like a plaything amid the girls. His face stayed perpetually flushed; he could barely make eye contact and fumbled around constantly. The girls teased him relentlessly, bursting into laughter and applause.
In any case, as they roamed the mountains searching for Naru and dispatching the monsters they stumbled upon, the group's footsteps suddenly halted.
"Look over there. Different species."
"Centaurs?"
"Yeah, centaurs. I see them often, so I know."
Aquina shrugged. Up ahead, six centaurs were supporting a comrade who looked to be in pain, heading their way. They'd originally been going another direction but turned upon spotting the group—seemed like they had something to say.
They soon approached with grave expressions, speaking politely.
"The one we serve has been poisoned by an aphrodisiac and urgently needs an antidote. Does anyone here have one?"
Everyone shook their heads in bewilderment, so she continued.
"Is there no one who knows a spell to treat or delay the poison?"
"Most of us are students, not proficient in magic..."
"Rachel, can't you? You're a priestess."
"I have no talent for poisons, curses, or diseases. I'm a half-offensive, half-support priestess."
"Right, that's why the assistant professor picked you?"
"Let's check her condition first."
As Aquina stepped forward, the students followed in a cluster.
"Ahhh... aaangh... hngh...!"
A beautiful centaur woman writhed on the ground, letting out embarrassingly lewd moans as she twisted her body. She was conscious but sweating profusely, in a delirious state.
Aquina bit her lower lip.
"Definitely an aphrodisiac. Who the hell would do this...!"
Angelina turned urgently to Sophia beside her.
"Auntie! You can warp, right? Can't you warp her somewhere?"
"Warp magic requires obelisk towers nearby, like in villages or cities. Out here in the deep mountains... no dice."
"Oh..."
Hazel and Lydia squatted down, peering at her with fascination.
"So this is what an aphrodisiac does..."
"Wonder what it feels like. I kinda wanna try it."
"Lydia, are you nuts?"
"Heh. Aren't you curious? We have our own antidote anyway."
"The assistant professor? Pfft. Maybe later?"
As the two girls snickered lewdly, Aquina turned to the centaurs.
"If you don't get her to a village soon, she might die. You need to hurry."
"We know. But the camp's too far from here..."
The centaur woman, apparently the vice-captain, scanned the surroundings with a worried frown—then spotted Roan. Her eyes widened.
"A... a male! You're male, right?"
"M-Me? Y-Yeah, I'm male...?"
"No! She's human!"
Suddenly, the centaurs grew agitated, opinions splitting. One side argued that bedding the chieftain's daughter Lamora with a human male would be an insult to Lamora and the entire centaur tribe. The other insisted they couldn't waste time—shame be damned, they had to try everything possible before she slipped away.
"Aaahngh... hng... s-save me... it hurts... haaah...!"
Lamora suddenly convulsed as if on the verge of death, prompting anxious, pitying looks all around. In the end, the pro-bedding side won out.
"Your name's Roan? How long is your erection—your penis length?"
"W-Why do you need to know that? I didn't even say I'd do it..."
"We need to know the size to decide if it's worth trying. We're still debating, so tell us your penis size for now. Bigger is better. Please."
"N-No way..."
Roan glanced nervously at the girls and hesitated, frustrating Rachel enough to charge forward. She grabbed his shoulders and shook him wildly.
"Guh...!"
"She's dying here! Spit it out! How big's your dick! How big!"
"S-Stop shaking me! I'm dizzy!"
"Be a man and say it! How big!"
"Th-Thirteen centimeters!"
Roan squeezed his eyes shut and yelled. Rachel stopped shaking him, tilting her head.
"Is 13 cm big?"
Aquina, Sophia, Angelina, Lydia, and Hazel all simultaneously recalled Naru's cock.
"Roughly this much?"
"Hmm... not that small, but..."
"Seems lacking."
"Angelina, Lydia, Hazel—you're students like me. How do you even know if a guy's big or small?"
"Secret."
The centaur vice-captain let out a deep sigh.
"13 cm is smaller than our centaur infants. Sigh... such a shame. Can't even attempt it. Pretend this never happened."
"If only the assistant professor were here right now."
Hazel's words drew nods from Angelina and Lydia.
"His cock's huge and sturdy— it'd make a difference."
"Yeah, totally."
The sharp-eared centaur vice-captain overheard their whispers and approached.
"That assistant professor—is he with your group?"
"Yes, he came to these mountains with us."
"...Where is he now?"
I'd adjusted my cock, which could stretch to 50 cm, down to my preferred size. Not too long, not too short—the optimal length: 20 cm. At this size, it bulges just right and heavily in my pants. Storage spot: right side. The outline was visible along my right thigh.
'Heh, perfect.'
I did it on purpose— a man's cock is his pride, after all. Subtly showing off its majesty felt satisfying, mood-boosting. Gave me excessive confidence. I could walk tall with my chest out from now on.
"Still no clue where the kids are."
Savoring the new weight in my lower body, I walked the mountain path with Jenia, Deborah, and Hanna. While scouting for the group, I spotted a scrap of skirt tied to a branch.
Sniff sniff.
"Angelina's perfume. The scent's fresh—tied recently. They're close."
"I'll send up a signal."
Jenia nocked an arrow, chanted an arcane spell, and loosed it skyward.
Whiiiish. Boom!
It burst like fireworks, spelling "I'm Naru" across the blue sky before fading. Moments later, joyful cheers echoed from afar.
"Did you see the sky?! It's the assistant professor!"