Chapter 14: The First Night❤

"Hurray! We're finally free!" Cecile cheered, and Nana smiled with her.

"As long as we don't piss off another noble," Rebecca added. "Let's go to the adventurer's guild tomorrow. We need to start earning money. Our symbiote can't make clothes, and I at least need a bowstring."

"A bowstring? Are you going to ask the tentacle to make you a bow?"

"Hmm… yes. The weapons it's given us keep getting better."

"I see."

"You could do the same too, right, Nana?" Cecile asked.

"Ah, but his staff has no mana or magic stats. A mage's staff needs those stats."

"I see."

"Mr. Tentacle can only use wood, so I can't ask him to make a sword yet."

"At the very least, you could ask him to make you a buckler."

"Ah! You're right! But bucklers need some metal too. A wooden shield is brittle, and I don't want to harm the tentacle."

"We keep calling it 'tentacle,' but don't you think it's about time we gave it a name?" Rebecca suggested.

Now was the time! The girls were free, relaxed, and in good spirits. Hiro excitedly slithered out from Cecile's womb and rubbed against her cervix as he used to. He had been longing to play with her for the past week, and now he was determined to make her cum at least 20 times! However, she showed no reaction. Hiro was confused. Had Cecile's weak point changed? Why did it change? He hadn't done anything different! Had his training faded?

He then branched his tentacle into tiny tendrils and rubbed Cecile's cervix again with more intensity.

"Eh?" Cecile suddenly lost strength in her legs, her body convulsing uncontrollably as her bladder released, and she squirted onto the floor. Hiro had been entering and exiting Cecile's womb countless times over the past week without any sexual intention. Cecile's brain had quickly adjusted, assuming he was simply going out for fresh air whenever she sensed something moving in her crotch. It was similar to how women or men wouldn't get aroused when their clothes rubbed their privates.

However, while Cecile's brain had forgotten, her body hadn't. As soon as Hiro caressed her inside more intensely, the forgotten trauma and pleasure rushed back all at once. Her body quickly ignited with lust, and she squirted even though she hadn't reached a climax in her mind.

"No way…" Cecile quickly realized what was happening to her. Her body blazed with heat as she remembered how Hiro had trained her to be his plaything. As her body goes into heat, her nipples perked up—something that hadn't happened all week.

"Cecile? What's wrong?" Rebecca asked, concerned.

"Hah… I think the tentacle wants to—Hiek!!" Cecile's body jolted as Hiro massaged her canal, causing her to quickly cover her mouth to muffle her voice. Hiro then slithered out of her and carried her to the bedroom, leaving Rebecca and Nana behind. Cecile gasped as she climaxed a second time.

"Master… do me too!" Nana followed Cecile into the bedroom, eager for her turn, While Rebecca only sighed. They knew this tentacle was lewd. And they prayed that was it. Hiro indulged Nana, his tentacle wrapped around her. But first, he wanted to correct Cecile's habits.

“Un… tentacle… don’t… Ah!!" Cecile tried to say something, but it was useless. Hiro massaged her cervix, and she was quickly overwhelmed with heat an cummed. Once in the bedroom, Hiro unleashed his full power. His tentacle spread over the hard wooden bed. Over the past week, his cell storage had fluctuated to almost 300/500, making it easy for him to lay her on a bed made of flesh.

Through sense-sharing, he knew exactly how much to stimulate her. He started slow; he wanted Cecile to remember her lewd training, to remind her that her body was not hers, to remind Cecile that Hiro was not her masturbation tool. As usual, he started by gently rubbing the rims of her cervix, followed by a single tentacle massaging her inner walls. The stimulation was slow and gentle, gradually heating Cecile's body until she no longer overreacted.

"Ah! Ah! Un… Cumming… cumming…" As the stimulation built up, Hiro jabbed her G-spot just like before, and Cecile climaxed as expected. Her world flashed white before she returned to her senses. Her training and development had fully returned.

Hiro wondered if he should use anesthesia to numb Cecile's arm. Her strength had grown a bit too much for him to restrain her easily. However, using anesthesia might interfere with her sensitive spots, so he decided against it. He regretted not choosing the paralysis injection earlier. Nevertheless, Cecile's resistance was mostly due to her body's reflexes; her mind didn't actually dislike what was being done to her.

He slithered his tentacle and removed her dress. Cecile looked even more alluring in her birthday suit. Hiro quickly entwined his tentacle around the two mounds on Cecile's chest.

"Unh…" Cecile felt pleasure but didn't react much. Hiro had trained her, so her favorite spot was already decided, and he didn't want to change that just yet. She had already climaxed three times in less than two minutes. Not wanting her to faint, he simply caressed her body to help her relax.

"Unh… Ah… un… it tickles…” Cecile seemed to enjoy the massage. Hiro changed his approach. Instead of making her climax repeatedly, he decided to let her rest. But he was curious whether making the girls climax more often would help him level up faster.

"Ahn" Cecile's body suddenly blazed with heat. Although Hiro's fondling of her breasts and rubbing of her ears, shoulders, and back hadn't immediately brought her to climax, the pleasure had been stored in her body. When he finally triggered it, Cecile's body flared up. He debated whether to let her climax or keep her simmering in the middle.

In the end, he let her climax by jabbing her spot. She came even though he hadn't built up her pleasure that much.

"Hah... Hah... are we done? I'm tired…" Cecile's breathing was ragged. Hiro's bed was a bit too comfortable for her tired body, and she was about to doze off, but Hiro didn't let her. He immediately attacked her cervix again.

"Au… it's not over? Uh… Meanie….” Cecile muttered. Despite her resistance, there was nothing she could do. Her sexuality had been perfectly trained to match Hiro's desires. Hiro had taken her first and made her climax until she fainted on her first night. Her body could no longer accept a normal human, and this moment proved it.

Hiro enlarged his tentacle and slammed it inside her. The fullness made Cecile gasp. She could feel it, but her body wasn't reacting as she expected. She didn't moan in pleasure.

Huge and long dicks could certainly reach Cecile's sensitive areas, and if they attacked her G-spot, she would cum. But the oppressive feeling of fullness inside her womb mitigated the pleasure. Hiro's flesh was soft, so no matter how big he made his tentacle, it wouldn't really hurt Cecile's tender flesh.

"Un… My body's heating up again… Hah... My head is getting fuzzy..." Cecile moaned as Hiro slid his huge tentacle in and out. After three minutes, he stopped. Cecile wasn't cumming. Hiro was confused; in every porn book he'd read, bigger always meant better. Nana, who was currently fucked by his tentacle, was living proof of that. Her moans overshadowed Cecile's even now. She was ecstatic and took the liberty of treating Hiro's tentacle like a living dildo. But Cecile was different.

"AH!!" Cecile's body jolted when Hiro made the tentacle as narrow as a thumb. It wasn't because she liked it smaller; it was because Hiro branched his tentacle inside and rubbed against her most sensitive flesh. She reacted just the way he had trained her. A smaller tentacle pronounced the effect of the branching tentacles, which rubbed her inside. That's why she reacted more strongly to a smaller tentacle.

"Hah… Ah! Ah… cumming… not yet? No…." Cecile's body was ready to climax, but Hiro stopped. The blaze of pleasure lingered as her body began to calm down. As her body calmed down, when her guard was at the lowest, Hiro attacked.

"AH!! Cumming!!" Cecile's body jumped when Hiro suddenly attacked her spot. Hiro considered his options. If he played with climax denial, Cecile could faint. He wanted to increase the number of her orgasms, not the intensity. So, he continued with a gentler approach.

"Ugh… I'm tired… Ahn... No more… It feels good. I'm going to go crazy…." Cecile moaned, her voice tinged with exhaustion. But her body was still on fire, so sensitive that even a rub on her thigh made her moan. She no longer needed stimulation on her cervix to feel the intense pleasure.

Hiro started again, this time focusing on her nipples. As he rubbed them, the pleasure began to build. After four minutes, sensing that she was close to climax, he pressed the final switch, and her body convulsed once more.

Her mouth gasped for air like a goldfish, but her body was still as hot as freshly ignited coal. Cecile knew she was in for many more climaxes, and she couldn't resist. Hiro flipped her onto her stomach. Though this position didn't usually bring her as much pleasure, it made little difference now. She lay on Hiro's tentacle, and he could still massage her breasts even as she was pinned down, making her moan just the way he liked.

The next round began. Hiro formed a hook with his tentacle and inserted it into her pussy. The way he moved in and out hit Cecile right where she needed it.

"Ah! AH! This is bad! I'm cumming!! I'm cumming! Stop!! Please... AH!!" she cried out, climaxing with just one stroke.

Hiro did it again, inserting the tentacle slowly, letting the pleasure build in her flesh. Then, as he pulled out, one of the branched tentacles swiped across her G-spot, sending convulsions through her body. Cecile started to panic. Hiro had found a way to send her into climax with a single thrust. The realization that she was about to be plunged into a hell of endless climaxes sent shivers through her.

“Wait… please… stop… Let me rest...AH! AH! cumming!!" Cecile pleaded, but Hiro continued.

After the second climax, it took even fewer thrusts from his new method to send her consciousness spiraling out of control. Her body, realizing that he wouldn't stop anytime soon, simply stopped trying to cool down. Waves of pleasure kept rushing in from her depths.

"I'm cumming! I'm cumming… no... It won't stop… please…" Cecile's body trembled with convulsions one after another. She tried to crawl away, intending to separate herself from Hiro, but her body just sank deeper into the mass of flesh.

Hiro decided to call it a day. He knew Cecile was still conscious—her eyes were still open—but she had stopped responding to any stimuli except for those from her crotch. Hiro resolved to make her final climax a big one. He added more hooks around his tentacle, and instead of pulling out fully, he opted for short, quick thrusts, going in, pulling out just a little, and then going in again.

The short thrusts sent waves of pleasure radiating from her belly to her breasts, which jiggled seductively, tempting Hiro to continue. But after seeing the pathetic state she was in, he decided this really would be the end. After repeated thrusts, he lined up the tentacle hooks and rubbed her G-spot with one final pull. Though she had no more liquid to spout from her bladder, a trickle still escaped during her silent orgasm.

Afterward, he retracted all of his tentacles and rested his core inside the warm, comforting bed of her womb. Even hours after the deed, Cecile's body still convulsed with residual pleasure. Hiro thought he might have overdone it, but his level-up came first.

Today, he had attended to both Nana and Cecile. Cecile had climaxed at least 15 times, with Nana experiencing a similar number, though more intense. Cecile's continuous climaxes could be counted separately, which would increase the tally. Before Hiro reviewed his level-up notification, he faced a dilemma: should he continue subjecting Cecile to such sexual torture for the sake of leveling up?

Taking it easy and letting her climax once a day would eventually level him up too, promoting a healthier relationship than what he had done today. Cecile and Nana had climaxed so much that they were bound to oversleep and wake up late tomorrow, reducing their productivity. While the worst had passed, the girls still needed money.

Rebecca couldn't yet be counted as a reliable attacker. She needed a mage staff to boost her magic casting abilities, without it, she tired easily. Hiro wished for a telepathy skill or some other communication-related ability soon; it would solve most of the communication issues between him and the girls, who couldn't understand him right now.

Well, that was a problem for another time. For now, Hiro reviewed what he had accomplished today and the results. He eagerly opened his status, excited to see his progress. He also wanted to create better weapons for the girls. He was tired of making wooden spears when their specialties were swords and bows. He also desired that elusive Magic stat to enchant a staff for Rebecca.