Enduring with a Sane Mind (1)
Parin, the current principal of the Special Academy, had one particular worry on her mind. It's already Thursday.
Of course, as the one leading this temporary collective whose end date no one could predict, she had broader concerns as well. But right now, her thoughts were occupied by something far more immediate and specific. If I leave it like this, the hypnosis might wear off. I need to cast it again today.
The strength of hypnosis wasn't something that could be neatly measured in numbers. While she could estimate its general duration, it was impossible to calibrate it with perfect precision to last exactly as long as she wanted. If such fine control had been possible, the unfortunate incident of Gyeoul's hypnosis breaking during the opening ceremony would never have occurred.
So her decision was based half on calculation and half on intuition, but… the hypnosis she had placed on Gyeoul at the start of this week seemed to have been a little too weak. Especially since it had begun on a Sunday this time, meaning it needed to last six days instead of five.
“Haa…”
Parin leaned back against the expensive chair. It's a busy time right now, so that won't work. I'll have to slip into the special classroom later when the timing is right.
In truth, Parin felt far more goodwill toward Gyeoul than Gyeoul herself realized. Parin was grateful to her. From the beginning, there had been clear limits to what the succubus Miel could handle alone. No matter how unwilling Miel might be, continued physical intimacy would inevitably lead to subordination. That was both the power of the succubus race and the fatal flaw that made it so difficult for them to integrate into ordinary society.
So what if Gyeoul had never appeared? The students would only receive half-measures of relief and grow dissatisfied. The monarchs of the vassal states—essentially the students' parents—would live in constant anxiety that their children might become a succubus's playthings. Miel would have worked herself to exhaustion only to face distrust, feeling wronged and frustrated.
And I, stuck in the middle, would have suffered a terrible headache.
Yet now Parin was enjoying truly peaceful days. All of that peace existed thanks to Gyeoul. On top of that, Gyeoul possessed a genuinely good character. She was diligent, responsible, considerate, and kind. Even as one person to another, she was someone you couldn't help but like.
If even Parin, who only benefited from her help in running the academy, felt this way, it was only natural that the many students receiving far more intimate assistance would come to harbor… certain special feelings toward Gyeoul. Whether they were trying to hide it or hadn't even realized it themselves yet.
This Saturday, should I fill her room with all sorts of nice things? Delicious food, beautiful clothes, textbooks for learning to read—the list of possible gifts was endless.
No, I need to be careful. There was a difference between gifts and rewards. If rumors spread that Parin harbored romantic feelings for Gyeoul, it would become awkward. After all, both Gyeoul and the academy's students believed Parin was simply an ordinary woman.
Parin's gaze suddenly drifted down to her own crotch. It was smooth and flat, showing no bulge. Just like an ordinary woman. That's how it appeared.
“…Haa.”
As Parin let out another sigh, the sheet of paper on her desk suddenly rang out with a clear trill on its own. Parin frowned and placed a finger on the paper.
“This is Parinsha-Lintidüela of Lake Barishahr.”
A voice answered from the other side.
“You’re saying I must go personally? I’m sorry, but both the research and administrative duties I’m handling here are extremely pressing. I cannot suddenly vacate my post like that.”
Parin’s frown deepened.
“I don’t know who this newly discovered victim of the curse is, but if you simply send them to the academy like the other students…”
The dark elf’s pointed ears twitched sharply.
“The imperial palace, you say?”
She listened in silence, then let out a deep sigh.
“Yes… I will go. …Yes… No, it would be better if I left immediately. Understood… I’m ending the connection now.”
Lifting her finger from the paper, Parin stared at the ceiling for a moment.
Will it be all right?
Travel time was practically zero anyway, so everything depended on how long it took to diagnose the problem and resolve it. Or, more accurately, how long it took to make them accept that no solution existed yet.
…The hypnosis on Gyeoul must not break while I’m gone.
Really, it would be fine… right?
With a faint trace of unease, Parin draped a cloak around her shoulders.
“Ugh…?”
The instant I regained consciousness, an overwhelmingly violent wave of pleasure stabbed straight into my brain.
“—!?!?”
It was so merciless and intense that any normal reaction—shock, refusal, anything rational—became impossible.
“Ah, kyaa…!?♡”
Why? Why all of a sudden? Right now I was—huh? What is this? This feeling… it’s an orgasm, isn’t it? So then…? The situation made no sense. I—huh? That’s right, I asked to be hypnotized on Sunday instead, so—
Ah. Ah. It came back to me. I understood.
The hypnosis had broken while I was inside the sexual relief room.
Which means…
I straightened my waist, which had arched from the climax, and looked down toward my lower body. My far-too-large breasts blocked most of my view. Lying on my back, they sagged slightly to either side, and between them I caught sight of Yggdrasil’s face.
“Haa♡ Gyeoul…♡”
The expression of someone who had lost all reason to heat. The exact face I had seen several times a day ever since arriving at this academy—always while under hypnosis.
Ah.
I realized it then.
I’m about to be violated.
In Yggdrasil’s eyes burned that unmistakable male gleam—the look that said she would take me no matter how I resisted. The dazed, unfocused stare of someone burning with fever. The face of a person whose desire had grown so overwhelming that thought itself had become impossible.
“Hiiik…”
Fear raced down my spine. I was going to be violated. That cock was going to violate my hole. Even if I struggled it would be useless. Even if I screamed, it wouldn’t stop. That thick shaft would force its way into the soft opening between my legs. It would grind deeper and deeper into my body. It would hammer that sensation of churning my insides straight into me.
When that huge, heavy rod rubbed hard against every sensitive spot, I would have no choice but to moan and whimper. The terror was so intense my mind went completely white.
“Hiiiiik…♡”
My hands shook. My throat closed up. My face froze. My gaze remained helplessly locked on Yggdrasil’s cock as it prepared to enter me.
Bella, who had stepped back, peered at my face as if sensing something was wrong.
“Huh?”
Her eyes widened.
“Gyeoul, could it be that you—”
“Gyeoul’s… pussy…♡”
Before Bella could finish, Yggdrasil used her hand to line her cock up perfectly with my entrance and thrust her hips forward.
“Kh, ah—!?”
The impact slammed through my entire body. I had experienced climax without hypnosis before. I had masturbated alone last weekend. The sensation of being penetrated while hypnotized and the pleasure that followed were both still vivid memories in my head.
But just as remembering the pain of hitting something and actually hitting it were completely different, this was on another level.
“Kuhuk♡ Uhh…!”
The feeling of a man’s organ being driven into my belly was entirely different. At first it was pure pressure. An overwhelming force pushing up from below against all my internal organs. My intestines, pressed right against my vaginal walls, were shoved upward. Even my stomach was lifted. It must have stimulated my diaphragm too, because the moment I was penetrated, my breath caught in my throat.
Right after that, an unbelievable wave of pleasure crashed over me.
“Kk♡ Guuuh…!!!♡♡♡”
The climax began from the deepest part of my pussy—deeper even than my womb—from the back wall of my vagina. A torrent of violent pleasure rushed downward through my thighs and calves all the way to my toes. My toes curled tightly, trying to disperse the sensation. The pleasure surging upward concentrated around my shoulders and shoulder blades, forcing my back to arch. Some of it scattered with the motion, but the rest reached my neck and made me throw my head back as well. Even when I ground the crown of my head into the bedsheet, most of the pleasure arrived in my brain without loss and exploded like fireworks. Bang♡ Bang♡
“Kk, uh♡ Huuk…!”
My body wouldn’t listen to me. It felt as if my entire flesh had transformed into a single sexual organ—a hypersensitive clitoris packed with pleasure nerves. For a second I almost wondered if I wasn’t a person at all, but a living onahole.
“G-Gyeoul!” Bella cried out in panic beside me.
“Ha, aah♡ Pussy… so hot… feels so good♡ Gyeoul’s pussy is too… good…♡”
Yggdrasil began swinging her hips in a trance.
Then something I could scarcely believe began to happen. Even though my memories clearly recorded that this was possible, I hadn’t truly believed it until it actually occurred to me.
“Kk…♡ Hukk!? Kehuk!♡”
Every single thrust of Yggdrasil’s cock made me climax again.
“Kk…! Hu, ugh…♡”
Low, vulgar moans kept bursting from my throat. I couldn’t stop them. Just as pain automatically produces a groan, the overwhelming pleasure forced out automatic “kkuuk…♡” sounds.
The pleasure refused to stop. The climax refused to end. More precisely, a new climax began before the previous one could finish. It lifted me up again before I could come down, so I couldn’t descend at all. It felt like my body had been frozen at the exact peak of orgasm. As if time had stopped only for me, forcing the biochemical reaction of climax to continue indefinitely.
Ah.
Trembling violently, writhing, spilling vulgar moans, drooling from my mouth, tears pouring from my eyes, crushed beneath wave after wave of pleasure—
I suddenly realized something.
If an ordinary woman felt even a fraction of the pleasure I was experiencing right now, her brain would literally burn out. Some precious part of her mind would break permanently and never recover.
So it was fortunate that I had this body. It was truly fortunate that a succubus whose name and identity I didn’t even know had remade my body into this.
I was grateful. So very grateful.
My hand, which had been flailing helplessly in the throes of pleasure, suddenly stopped. Bella had grabbed it. She shouted desperately.
“G-Gyeoul! Just hold on a little longer! Once Yggdrasil cums once, she’ll calm—”
“Ah—”
Yggdrasil stopped moving her hips.
“—”
Then—slam!
She drove herself deep inside with brutal force.
My vision flashed white.
“!!!…♡♡♡♡”
“G-Gyeoul!!!”