Chapter 65 65 - When Lust Breaks All Bounds [Step-Relations + Yuri Warning]
Drifting away from sanity, Haruki's three servants had fallen into indulgence. Showing no shame or any regard for their master's judgment, they let their body be assaulted by the many slimy hands of the tentacled familiar. Even disregarding their bond as stepmother and stepdaughter, Margarette and Riley pressed their lips together in the deepest show of affection.
'She's been a slut from the very day I got to know her, so why does it matter if we share some kind of shallow bond together?' Trying to justify her action, Riley told herself the only defense she had.
'I can't believe I'm doing this! But I can't resist these urges anymore!' Her mind filled with a blinding haze, Margarette coiled her tongue around Riley to take a thorough taste of her body.
Struggling to keep her thoughts straight, Asuka turned towards the two. Seeing their holes being plugged by the tentacles and their tongues pushed into each other, her heart ached for the same affection. However, in a brief moment of clarity, she saw Haruki standing by the room's entrance.
"Ekk! M-M-Master!" Squealed Asuka jolting upright on the bed.
Upon hearing her call to Haruki, the eyes of the other two widened in horror. As if just realizing what they were doing. they pushed each other off and began wiping their lips of each other's saliva.
"By Atla-ughhh! What?!" Margarette yelped, baffled by being smitten for the first time.
"What was I thinking?!" Still glaring at Margarette's naked body, Riley's face was red like a beet. For a moment as her eyes strolled up and down Margarette, she quickly covered her face and shied away from her stepmother.
Watching the events unfold, Haruki moved closer to the sorry excuse for the bed. Meant to be used by the servants as well as slaves, the interior of the room was far more decrepit than any other structure in the castle. The lack of decor reflected the social status of the inhabitant, even the crumbled bed sheet under the naked servants were so utterly bland it pained Haruki to even look at them.
"While I know we're all suffering from the curse, doing it in a rundown place like this is not at all acceptable…" Stretching his hand forward, he readied himself to unleash a spell.
Expecting it to be some sort of punishment, the three on the bed closed their eyes, frightened by what was to come. Betraying their expectation, however, what came next out of Haruki's lips were crude words or even an offensive spell.
"Familiar summon: Tormentous dungeon," as mana trailed off his tongue, pools of abyss started opening under the three. "Prepare us a fitting room to make love."
The very next moment the abyss swallowed the three whole. Following right behind them, Haruki made an entrance right under his feet.
'It's best we leave this room before Rose comes here looking for me.' Plunging right into the entrance, Haruki went down the hole. Expecting a grand fall he quickly turned into his demonic form and began flying as soon as he entered the dungeon. 'What the hell?'
Glancing around the room, he was shocked by the romantic theme following endlessly in all directions. Cushioned with a giant woolly mattress, the whole floor was riddled with fluffy cushions of different shapes and colors.
'I didn't expect it to be so concise and possess such scale.' Severely underestimating his own abilities, Haruki had yet to come even close to pushing his powers to the limits.
His libido being further affected by his surroundings, he instantly thundered down near his servants. Lost by the sudden change in their scenery the three slowly picked themselves up before turning to look at Haruki.
"Asuka, I'm sorry, but I need to copy Margarette's abilities, so…" Shooting off a clone of himself, he moved closer to Margarette. "You'll have to make do with my clone today."
Although it wouldn't be a real person, as long as the clone could accept or feed his seed to someone else, the requirements to level down carnal curse would still be met.
"Um…what about me?" Sitting beside Asuka, Riley asked, pointing at herself. "I need to take levels off too."
Creating yet another clone of Snow, he cast it towards her. If possible he would have preferred not to use any of his own appearance on Riley, however, since he still couldn't clone any other men than himself, he had to use Snow's clone instead.
"Fuck them all you want, fill them up to the brim and then some," giving them that order, he leaped straight into Margarette's arms.
"And you…" Throwing his hands over the neck, he drew one back and gently ran his finger down Margarette's face. "You'll be my prey."
Feeling him so up close and pressing against her giant breasts, Margarette's eyes nervously jittered as she gazed right at him.
"Aghhh!"
"Wa-wait, don't lick there!"
Turning to the loud moans, she noticed that the clones had already begun feasting on the body of her companions. Panting at the sight of them being eaten out by their shape-shifting viper-like tongues, she could feel her heart racing faster and faster by the second.
"Shall we begin then?" Haruki mumbled, slipping his fingers down to her bosom.
"Mhmm!" Feeling Haruki's teeth biting on her nipples, she muffled out a moan.
Squeezing her breasts and biting her nips, Haruki could feel himself lusting for more. Sinking his hands further into her flesh until his fingers nearly disappeared, he pushed her down and climbed on top of her.
"I've wanted to try this with these lewd breasts of yours for so long," snapping his fingers, he made his tattoo-like clothes completely disappear. Revealing under them, his rock-hard penis towered over Margarette's breasts. "I do have to punish you for trying to kill me."
Once again snapping his fingers, he made his dick grow twice the original size. Gazing at it in awe, Margarette ran her hand down her stomach wondering if even half of it would fit inside. Aggressively pinching her breasts, Haruki forced his cock right between them.
"Please your master or I'll keep it grown until it tears through your body," looming over the fear gripped Margarette, Haruki's mind had completely submitted to his desires.