Chapter 38. Lewd consequences ⟨ R: 18+ ⟩

Chapter 38: 38. Lewd consequences ? R: 18+ ?

"Wait! This is The Starving Hour?!"

"Rhiannon, what the hell did you make me drink?"

Dr. Rhiannon backed away, keeping a distance from Seraphine, staring in disbelief at the potion bottle, knowing well what that potion does.

"It looked different in the soul-blue light. I’m colorblind and I held the bottle from the middle. I’m so sorry."

Dr. Rhiannon’s eyes turned back to me and Seraphine. She was genuinely sorry for messing up, but that wasn’t going to help.

"What’s happening... Ahh, I feel so hot down there..."

Seraphine reached down with her hands but stopped short, her palms only moving to her belly before pulling back up. She was trying to resist the potion’s effects, but her legs were giving hints that she was on the edge.

"You better tell me what’s happening to me right now!"

"The Starving Hour... It boosts your sexual stamina and makes you hungry for sex."

I had to tell Seraphine. I had no choice. Her eyes widened as her hands developed a mind of their own, exploring her body—waist, neck, thighs, legs.

"Damn you, slut! You should fix your damn eyes!"

Dr. Rhiannon stepped back, making silly but apologetic faces. She turned to me as I, too, was angry at her carelessness.

"Don’t look at me like that. We were going to have sex anyway. Might as well make it a threesome now."

Dr. Rhiannon held my chin up, pressed the bottle’s mouth to mine, and poured some of the contents inside, making me swallow. I pulled back so I wouldn’t end up drinking all of it.

"Hey, muffins, you spilled some of it. If you don’t want to drink it, then fine."

I knelt down to the ground, holding my mouth, staring at a blank space. A threesome... it was a very bad idea. Seraphine’s compatibility rate was higher than mine.

Which meant...

? Your Compatibility rate: 34. ?

? Seraphine’s Compatibility rate: 43. ?

? Dr. Rhiannon’s Compatibility rate: 29. ?

? Threesome not recommended. High possibility of losing control. The more vulnerable you become, the more control you will lose. ?

Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck... No... No.

"Perfect. I’ll drink the rest. I was dying to try out The Starving Hour."

I watched as Dr. Rhiannon casually drank the rest of the potion as if it were everyday wine, with no care in the world.

"Now we can all be slutty and fuck like wild animals!"

I laughed, looking at the brick floor beneath me. Sure, Dr. Rhiannon was a slut, but Seraphine would never let her guard down. She was resisting the potion’s effects.

"Slutty? I’m not sure. But like wild animals? I say you’re goddamn right!"

Seraphine shouted, making me rethink my own thoughts as my hands turned into fists from pure anticipation. She had a grin on her face, a mix of lust and anger.

"Oh god, I didn’t expect this from you, Silver. I thought you were a musclehead. Well, glad to know you’re not."

"Who are you calling a musclehead?! You will definitely pay for that."

Seraphine stood up, removing her top, leaving her only in the bodysuit. Her boobs bounced free, the nipples were hard and pink. They had an upper arch followed by rounds on the bottom, making them look pointed and lewd. The sight was enough to give me an erection.

Then she stepped forward, reached up to Dr. Rhiannon, grabbing her and stripping her.

"Hey, wait!"

"Shut your mouth, slut."

Seraphine first took off Dr. Rhiannon’s mini dress, leaving her in undergarments and thigh-highs. That look didn’t last long. With one swing of her hand, Seraphine took her bra off. It felt more like a slap to the boobs. The bare breasts bounced left, then came together in the middle.

The jiggle made my cock painfully hard. I didn’t even realize I was stroking it while watching two sets of boobs fight to the death in a bounce competition.

After stripping Dr. Rhiannon, Seraphine grabbed her hair, pulling her in front of me. She pulled my collar to lift me up.

"It’s not my fault. It’s your fault that I drank the potion, and Elias’s fault for bringing this potion in the first place. You two better suffer the consequences."

"You heard her, muffins. Let’s just take responsibility. Aha."

Both Seraphine and Dr. Rhiannon had completely lost themselves to lust, thanks to the potion. And I was no better. My thoughts were leaning toward only one goal—or two gals, four holes. Six holes.

Both women were visibly heated up, red-faced, eyes on me and me alone. They leaned in together and claimed my lips at the same time. I was making out with both women at once, closing my eyes as their tongues rolled in together.

Seraphine’s tongue explored the right cheek and Dr. Rhiannon’s the left. My mouth was full. I had to open it even wider, and it made it even worse—or otherworldly. The suction was so tight I could barely breathe out.

After messing with my cheeks, those slimy, strong tongues smashed in the middle. My innocent tongue, which had surrendered, was crushed in the middle. Now it had to choose one partner to dance with, but the other one was definitely getting jealous. So it became a battle of control with my tongue as the prize.

First, Seraphine wrapped her tongue around mine, sucking it rough and strong, teasing wildly. Then Dr. Rhiannon stole it from her, gently sucking and taking her time, tasting warmth but with a silly kick.

Then Seraphine stole it back from Dr. Rhiannon, and this process repeated five times until they figured out humans need air to breathe. Leaving my messed-up mouth, they let the air flow in, and my mouth felt open as the sky.

Seraphine looked down. She noticed my dick was dripping so much it soaked my pants. Don’t blame me—I was in the air, held up by one of two dominant, tall, and experienced women in front of me, both making out with me.

"Let’s give this boy’s balls a deep clean."

"Oh yes, including the insides."

"Wa–wau."

Seraphine laid me down and removed my pants. It was a relief to let go of them as my cock stood strong, curving upwards. I wasn’t horny because of the potion—it was a fountain of precum.

"You are such a nasty little boy. You’re practically begging for it, muffin."

"You’re no better, slut. Look down—you’re leaking like a loose faucet."

Seraphine reached down to touch Dr. Rhiannon’s pussy. She twisted from the touch, and then Seraphine rubbed her pussy violently.

"Ahahaaaaajjj–"

Her juices scattered everywhere—on the floor, on my body, some drops landing on my face—and I lost control. Two MILFs were on their knees, holding themselves in profound arousal without even trying, naked, and one of them was ripping the other’s clit.

This was the most lewd frame of life so far.

"Fuck you. There’s a cock in front of you! Do your job, bitches!!"

Seraphine grinned at my commanding words, sharp with lust, as if she wanted to hear that. Then she moved her hand to grab Dr. Rhiannon’s head and pushed it down onto my cock, plunging it into her mouth like a machine.

"Take it like a good slut."

"Ghock. Ghock. Ghock."

Dr. Rhiannon’s mouth was warm and slimy, her tongue trembling and confused to find my cock suddenly inside. The whole length until her front teeth touched my skin. Her eyes didn’t wait to roll back. I was in heaven, finally some flesh rubbing my cock.

"Take it! Take it! Take it!"

Seraphine pulled Dr. Rhiannon’s head and pushed, sending me and her into heaven again. Her tongue tried to wrap around my length, but Seraphine’s speed overpowered it. I was getting overstimulated per second, my back arched from pure pleasure and pushed so there was closer to zero distance between my cock and the end of Dr. Rhiannon’s throat.

"I’m coming!"

My seed painted her throat white and heated it up. It was the best orgasm I ever had. I felt like I could release my seed in her mouth forever—it was so revealing. A very good amount of cum was inside Dr. Rhiannon’s mouth.

Post-nut clarity hit, and I realized how rough Seraphine was with Dr. Rhiannon. She wasn’t even moving, twitching while my cock was still inside her mouth.

"Dr. Rhiannon, are you alright?"

My hand reached toward her head. Midway, she moved, giving a last suck to my cock before pulling out.

"Ahhhh, of course I’m fine. This is nothing. I can do this five times if I want. But your cum was so delicious—I can’t get over it. I need more~"

Dr. Rhiannon cupped her face with both hands, her tongue sticking out, her pupils turning into hearts, a heavy cloud of breath visible as she breathed from the mouth.

"I told you she was a slut! She loves it, and you want to do something else? I’m going to leave you in a state just like her."

Seraphine looked down at me, eyes drifting into madness out of lust, grinning so wide it was almost a laugh. It wouldn’t take a genius to figure out that I was going to be screwed. I was screwed.

A panel popped up.

? Minus 2000 casllay mana points. ?

? Warning: Don’t proceed further. ?

"...."

"WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!!"