Munetsuchi

[Bloodedge]

Kaguya was beginning to progress at a much more acceptable pace. The more contact she made with Mugen, the more interested in the endeavor he became. Just the same, his additional interest's accompanying mana-based molestation seemed to produce interesting effects on her end. He did say he could let her experience orgasm with a single look. Perhaps this was a bit more than what he claimed before, but it was effective nonetheless. Mugen did always enjoy accomplishing things without lifting a finger. Ah, and he even got to watch as the girl moaned aloud without even abandoning his tip to do so. Her subconscious thirst for his mana couldn't have been made more clear in the moment. As such... he'd be sure that thirst was quenched.

"Ara~! You make an interesting sound," he said. Something almost resembling a snicker passed Mugen's lips then, but it had nothing to do with Kaguya. Why did he seem more amused than normal? Well, that was Miyuki's fault. That brat sitting on his knees was confused by the goings-on, having no earthly idea why Kaguya was suddenly so audible. If he didn't know what an orgasm was, he was about to find out for certain. Ah, and... so was Kaguya. "Well, there's yours. Ready for mine?" he asked. As things worked differently in this world than the one she came from, Mugen would easily be capable of ejaculation on demand. If he felt agreement in her heart or mind for even a moment, the demon would be spewing large quantities of power directly into the human girl's mouth. It may have even been a bit much, but... the contents of the Void were plentiful, so she'd have to adjust to large surges of power and knowledge at some point.

[Apollymi]

Orgasm was such an interesting thing. It was such an all encompassing feeling that was so right, Kaguya was left to wonder what the purpose of sex was without it. She truly could count herself a virgin if this was what she should have been feeling and she got from it nothing of the sort. What was more, she found herself questioning all of humanity for its continued existence of researched statistics were to be believed. And then there was Mugen, commenting on the sound she made while reaching said climax with his rod still in her mouth. What an embarrassing but interesting thing to say, she found herself liking it and wishing to squirm a bit from the implication.

But there was no real time for squirming. Apparently, her own finish was something which meant he was up next. She supposed she couldn't really find fault in such logic. What she knew of sex said this likely wasn't going to be as enjoyable as everything leading up to it, but she was fair and wouldn't deny anyone happiness who gave it to her in return. Ah... the agreement was made and rather suddenly there was a mass quantity of fluid spilling into her mouth. Her body didn't want to back away though! It slipped down her throat and rather suddenly she understood some random things about this world. 'SERIOUSLY!' An exhale through her nose would have her throat moving to swallow down all that was spilled and as she exhaled there was a certain heat. What?! Eventually when the spill was done she backed away her tongue traveling over her now puffy lips and her body still squirming in the shadows unreleased and of course there was some spillage upon her cheeks. "Ugh, there was so much, it was so hot, spicy!" well that was likely misleading just a bit but her brain was processing a lot of information right at the moment it would take a moment or two for her to finish her thoughts."Why does it work like that?! I mean... that's not a complaint, and its like really cool to learn that way but like... what?! Who did this? And why is it spicy? I mean I like spicy food, wasabi is my favorite part of sushi and all but it's so much!" she exclaimed. Ah, some of that was sexual and some of it wasn't. She was still red faced, and further still impressed. She'd gotten the orgasm she was seeking and learned about knowledge in this world and some of its mechanics. It was all flowing through her brain right now. "Cram school could have been way easier... is all I am saying," she summarized. 'Why is there no one here to appreciate how fucking cool this is!'

[Bloodedge]

Immediate acceptance resulted in Kaguya having a fair amount of mana to consume. She did so, and with that, there was some modicum of knowledge delivered to her. Even so, the girl questioned multiple things. Why did things work this way? Why was his ejaculate spicy? Who did it? There were many things to sort through, but the answers were easy to find. If she looked at Mugen, she'd find him staring her in the face while tapping his own temple. "Take a moment to think," he said. All the answers she sought were in the fluid she just consumed. Magical signatures and sensory were the cause behind the flavor. She was able to learn because mana was a conductor of all things in this world. As for who the cause was... it traced somewhere back to creation itself, long before Mugen and this world were born. No living person on Alaya could answer that question, he thought.

"Cram school, eh? I suppose you could call this cram school. You know, me being your teacher, the impending cramming. It works, right?" he joked. One would find Mugen no less erect than he'd been in the beginning. He wouldn't have bothered with the transfer of knowledge just yet, but he figured doing so would speed things along. He and Kaguya had many experiences ahead of them. Oh, and... so did Miyuki, who had just about started weeping despite the firmness of his own erection. The scene before him was so depressing and so... hot? He shouldn't have thought that, but his eyes were drawn to the splotch on Kaguya's cheek, and he found it infinitely appealing. Mugen took note of that. "Is that what you're into, Shounen? What a shame; it won't be yours," Mugen stated, simultaneously reaching out to drag that splotch from Kaguya's cheek, all the way to her lip. "Now, where were we? I think a lesson in flexibility is in order, don't you? You should be able to handle the rest now~♥"

[Apollymi]

A list of streaming questions came from Kaguya, but her teacher told her to take a moment and think. Ah, a bunch of information had just flowed directly into her head, and now she needed to organize and sort through it. She had valid questions going on in her head, and needed to answer them. Her head was organized strangely like a single trunk. She would have called it a memory box and opening it would lead to her moving past various compartments and finding things of importance. The newest compartment was one concerning the magical world. "Mana conducts everything and interacts with senses. Because of this everyone's mana signature is different according to their disposition and alignment and individuality. I can receive knowledge this way for the same reason though I still need to process it. Liking the way it tastes belies compatibility. Sou ka, and it's just the way the world works..." she murmured. Alright. Well, that was an interesting extra potential effect of sex. At the very least doing it made more sense now than it ever would in the world they came from. Well, the fun of it apparently aside.

As for her commentary on cram school, his joke made her giggle. It was quite the happy sound. That one was exactly the sort of off-shoot she would have expected from someone else who understood the one wonders of wordplay. To her knowledge such people were few and far between but at least this man was rather interesting. But after giggling she also took note of his current suggestion. Apparently he was looking towards the lad on the floor. She wasn't so absent to assume that maybe he couldn't hear that boy's thoughts, but it was no concern of hers what he wanted. Still such splotch was being dragged across her face to her lips, her instincts made her drag her tongue across his fingers. Well, if it didn't taste bad, contained energy and maybe knowledge, letting anything go to waste was just bad for business. Speaking of waste, there was a single misconception left in the lass and that concerned continuing.

Apparently she was due a lesson in flexibility. And given that information she looked at him and noticed his still pulsing rod. Her mouth opened a little like she was going to say something but all that occurred was an o shape being created. "Right, no rest breaks huh? A snack... some stretching?" she said in an almost joking manner but her eyes were now fixed as well and the information in her head said, she could actually accept that girth into her body, even if the world didn't want her to. "Hai, onegaishimasu~" the girl said as she rose giving her shoulders a little twist and her hips a little shake. She wasn't a bad athlete or anything like that. This shouldn't break her, but it was definitely going to be a filling experience. Why did she like that as an idea? Oh well, "So, what did you have in mind?" she asked of the demon in the chair. What kind of flexibility was she expected to show off right now?

[Bloodedge]

All the information Kaguya needed to have her questions answered, was right there in her head. Her ability to recall it should have been astounding, but Mugen expected nothing less of his apprentice. She took only a moment to collect every answer she needed. Furthermore, she appeared satisfied to have that ability. It seemed they could move on, as Mugen already intended.

The moment he saw the reproductive fluid of a demon dragged to Kaguya's mouth to be subsequently lapped up by her tongue, Miyuki sank lower than he'd ever been before. Could he sink lower still? Well, yes; Mugen knew that. He'd seen that. Whatever the case, it was of little concern to the demon. His only use for the boy was keeping Kaguya's spite active and close enough to the forefront of her mind. Instead though, her primary thoughts were about his shocking ability to continue their sexual endeavors. As for rest breaks, snacks and stretching... surely she understood. "Of course; all of those things," Mugen said plainly, albeit with a disturbing grin on his face. "You've had your snack already. Now, I'm going to stretch you until you break," he continued, plainly as before even with an undertone of menace. That boy started furiously shaking enough to make a fair amount of noise. As he did so, however, Mugen continued addressing Kaguya. "As I said. You're going to break today. Don't worry; you'll love it more than anything else. But, first thing..." Finally, Mugen rose from his chair. He stepped around Kaguya, taking the side of her opposite to the grounded Miyuki. He leaned into her ear to whisper a few additional words. "It might be a good idea to say goodbye. You're not going to be the same person in a minute, Kuraihime-chan~♥"

[Apollymi]

Kaguya was using her brain properly and that was an exciting prospect to the lass. Actually, this whole learning thing wouldn't be half bad, it even came with the physical type of interruption someone like her enjoyed so that she could concentrate better. Speaking of concentrating there was the matter of a positional change and apparently a very different interpretation of the more human form of sexual activity. She'd had her snack, given the way mana worked as energy that made sense. He was grinning at her in quite the disturbing manner but somehow it was only more attractive by the moment. And now she was going to be stretched until she broke.

She couldn't even think about the implications of that. It sounded so violent but also not like something she should avoid. She wasn't known for thinking very long about things, she'd willingly started this little journey, she had no issue taking her time stepping into it. Ah, but there was almost a noise wasn't there. The lad who'd been tied up watching this entire time, the one she'd been spitefully forcing to witness the 'slutty' behavior he believed her capable of was distraught. Why? Beyond that she was told not to worry about her breaking she'd love it more than anything else. Her mouth opened and that silent o happened again as she took his meaning. But a single whispered sentence came to her about saying goodbye to Shirogane Miyuki as she wouldn't be the same person in a few minutes. That new nickname of hers was included and it caused her face to redden slightly. And now she turned and looked down at the lad on the floor. In the moment she took him in she smiled and hers, was just as disturbing as the one that had been presented by Mugen, but maybe worse as she had a certain level of menace and still the spite. "Sayonara, Shirogane." she said just those two words, knowing even without anything extra that she had no real intention of allowing herself to sink into whatever filth this lad had left to taint her with. She'd made a choice, and severance was being served in two simple words.

[Bloodedge]

Two words were offered as Kaguya turned toward the sniveling boy. Sayonara, she said. Mugen thought her choice was interesting. Among the words she could have used, she chose one that was the most... final. Two males were in this room, and both took special note of that particular decision. Miyuki sat wide-eyed and distressed, while Mugen stood wide-grinned and exhilarated. "Kuhuhuhu~!" the demon laughed. This day could hardly get any better.

Ah, but it could get a bit better with some physical relief. The darkness that had been creeping up Kaguya's form took her legs by force, lifting them both straight into the air. She wouldn't be flipped upside-down as a result, however. No, as Mugen pressed himself against her back, Kaguya's legs alone would be moved. The remainder of Mugen's clothes faded away to produce a connection of flesh he'd been waiting to experience for some time, his chest against the girl's back. "Now for the stretch~" he said while both arms hooked around the lass's elevated thighs. In that moment, she'd be able to see the demon's rod jutting out in front of her. It seemed he was a bit preoccupied, but that, too, was part of the plan. He did say she had to want it; she also had to choose it. "I think it's your turn now. You've ditched the deadweight; time to give yourself to darkness. Make sure you mean it."

[Apollymi]

Kaguya offered her goodbyes to her former boyfriend. She was sure she was done, even without any real discussion of it. If she was going to be a different person, she'd fully embrace it, as freely as she wished. Here and now, she planned to start her life with a new connection. The laugh of Mugen was something she was starting to enjoy quite a bit, regardless of the supposed distress she'd caused Miyuki. He'd caused her just as much, it was only fair. And now... she do something he'd assumed he could manipulate out of her.

Her legs were suddenly being drawn up by shadows. Of course, she was only human but she wasn't inflexible. Though it held a little bit of a stinging sensation it was far from uncomfortable. Soon enough there was warm muscled flesh pressed against her back and arms hooked under her legs. Ooh? That was quite nice to feel and as she looked down her body with all of his clothing faded she could see the object of her newfound desires. He was speaking once more, it was time for the stretch, apparently that applied to both of them in some ways. Apparently, this was her turn. She had to choose it, to want it. Well... she definitely wanted it... and she'd definitely choose it. Dainty hands made their way down her body to create the alignment. She was taking slow and steady breaths. She was rationalizing that she wanted it. Knowing feeling in her soul it would work even if it was a tight squeeze. She'd choose Mugen and his darkness in this new world before anything else. She'd manuever that rod until it made contact with her undercarriage. it would slip around her folds until the hole into her depths was found. It'd be aligned specially her own machinations making sure it stayed where she wanted it to be. "Okaerinasai, Mugen-sama!♥~" she mused. Her word choices would remain pointed. A final ending a welcome home, for the person in charge of the path she chose. If she was to hold his knowledge, he could make himself at home in her. Yes... that sounded like the right decision. Besides the magical aspects, this was all pretty hot, now that she was thinking about it, sex should always be this entertaining, she decided.

[Bloodedge]

Once more, Kaguya's hands were making contact with his girth. Mugen found himself enjoying her touch, actually. Her touch was not as experienced as Miwa, but it was not wholly inexperienced either. At the very least, there was a certain knowledge of functionality applied with a dash of innocence to flavor the experience. Beyond the special quirkiness this one had to her methods, there was purpose. She steeled herself to wedge him between her folds. Once Mugen felt the kiss of her lower lips, he also heard an interestingly wholesome welcome. Home, she called it. How very blunt.

How would Mugen respond to that very direct welcome? Well, he'd respond as he always intended, albeit with fitting verbalization. "Tadaima, Kuraihime-chan~♥" he replied. Just then, it was time for their joining. Damned be the world and its refusal to accept his kind mating with mortals. Mugen thrusted his hips with force, aiming to squeeze his way between the human's folds against the will of fate itself. Frankly, he enjoyed this difference. Miwa had been more easily capable of receiving him, but there was always something special about having to work at a task. He felt a mighty squeeze while working tirelessly against a metaphysical barrier trying its damnedest to prevent further penetration. Though Mugen found most things quite effortless, he was grunting ─ even growling during that long, difficult, yet strangely satisfying entry. Thinking about it, Mugen decided he liked this part of the show better. He could feel the despair of Miyuki watching his former partner be taken in slow motion. He could feel karma taking its toll, manifesting in the atmosphere as his own power... which, bit by bit, was making its way into Kaguya.

[Apollymi]

One door closed and another one opened. Ah, how very interesting it was to be held like this and feel the start of a push well into her depths. This girl could almost laugh at herself for thinking she wasn't a virgin when men like this existed in any world. Strangely, despite the immense amount of debauchery that was about to take place or rather that was starting, the beginning was wholesome words of welcome and acceptance. He was home, at least, he would be when the world stopped arguing about it.

He was pushing into her core, and she was accepting. At every movement she was remembering to accept. She'd thought the first time she'd had sex was rough but this was... a special brand of problematic. It was so much pressure, it truly felt like she was stretching beyond the boundaries that her body would allow. She couldn't explain the sensation, but it was way more intense than any other sexual experience she could have had. Even so, she wasn't displeased. She was mentally anguishing practically squealing... and gently begging as the penetration continued. "Come on, come on... come on..." so soft were those words but they were quite close to being a demand. She wanted, this... she needed this. She didn't care if the world didn't want it, she did, so why did it matter! That despairing boy had earned this loss, she wanted to win, she deserved to win. She'd take her win! Yes, that was the type of life she wanted. She'd take from Mugen, she'd accept the darkness as it entered her body and it'd comply with her whims... this was what she wanted. And it would start with her body, she'd have it change to physically accept she'd use any method she needed to conscious or otherwise for the sake of this experience.

[Bloodedge]

Mugen anticipated difficulty lodging himself into the girl, but even he hadn't foreseen this. During all that buildup before penetration, he expected a brief struggle and a sudden break beyond the world's resistance. Instead, what he found was a painstakingly slow insertion that had him feeling every fiber of Kaguya's womanhood contorting around him. This was better. The girl seemed to be finding pleasantries of her own, going so far as to urge on penetration with her words. One person in this room wanted nothing more than for a rejection to occur, even for things to reverse. Instead, what the human male got to see was even more of Mugen's girth forcing its way in.

"Come on, come on? Kuhu! That isn't going to work," said Mugen. The shadows around Kaguya's body were on the move as well, accumulating around his rod and flooding Kaguya's entrance even beyond the point he'd reached thus far. If what she wanted was to accept this entry, she had to do just a bit more than want it. "Humans really get into the physical part here, right? Why don't you... use that? I left you your hands, and... well, everything else~' Mugen said. Perhaps there was more than a single meaning to the statement. He knew of physical stimuli as humans enjoyed them, but beyond that, he knew there was a surefire way to reject the world as it refused mating with a demon. Becoming a demon oneself using mana already consumed, would undoubtedly cause the world to fail. Two demons couldn't be stopped at all. Of course, Mugen figured the lass was already well on her way to that discovery. . .

[Apollymi]

Kaguya was experiencing something that was great but just shy of amazing. The lack of her actually descending further down on his cock was distressing in away, she'd been quietly willing it to happen but apparently this wouldn't be enough. Mugen actually spoke in a surprisingly straight-forward way about the whole of it. Ah, he claimed the physicality of humans was to be exploited in the meantime. He pointed out that he'd left her the use of her body for the most part. Her brows furrowed rather gently at the notion but she smiled just the same. "That's... uh, surprisingly direct coming from you, Mugen-sama!~" she mused just lightly. She was still human and the world didn't enjoy this union. As such she'd have to use her body to fix that problem. The easiest fix in this particular case, would be to become not human. Miyuki had mentioned earlier that this was the video game world associated with the disappearances. She'd not gotten around to playing, but she understood the base of that sort of thing.

"Alright then," a different sort of acceptance took place. She began to burn up the energy almost subconsciously within her own body. Why, to convert herself from a human who couldn't accept this man into something that could. Maybe it wouldn't be enough but she might as well enjoy it. As the pressure increased in her loins she shifted her head gently. Surely he'd have no problem offering her a bit more, right? She aimed to press their lips together and swirl her tongue around in his mouth. And as she did, she began to shift, from the top of her form first. That ribbon holding her hair exploded and her hair seemed to extend quite a ways down her body. It was black on the outside, but had a strange blue hue within. And when she opened her eyes again, they'd be an eerie glowing teal color. The rest of her body was following along the shift would occur in the downward motion and as it did.... she'd become less human and more demonic.

[Bloodedge]

Were his words direct? He must have been losing his touch, if so. Mugen figured he was giving the usual amount of nearly-misleading information, but it seemed what Kaguya got from it was the answer meant to be less obvious ─ even moving well beyond the clearer step to be taken. Oh well; the results would be interesting nonetheless. Obviously, she wasn't keen on letting the world reject their connection. Mugen was no more accepting of impediment, though he was willing to permit it for the time being.

In a matter of moments, Kaguya's soul began to undergo a change he'd never spectated. That darkness creeping its way into her was accepted in such a way as to be metabolized, not quite making his offering her own, but making herself more like what she received. Ah, she was actually becoming a demon in her own right. Mugen could feel the world's resistance slipping as easily as he saw that hair ornament burst. Miyuki had no idea what sort of demonic possession was happening, but his opinion never mattered anyway. Mugen knew what was happening. He knew the reason for that change in hair and eyes, and he knew how great the transition would be.

More importantly, there was one thing for Miyuki to understand clearly. Kaguya took it upon herself to twist her neck, turning her head to face Mugen. As if it wasn't bad enough to see their lips in contact, Miyuki could see both of their tongues oscillating against each other. He could see the moisture glistening between one tongue and another. Could he... hear it? If nothing else, he thought he could hear it. The view was perhaps the most disturbing thing Miyuki had ever seen, though he still couldn't look away for how absolutely salacious it all was.

[Apollymi]

Even if he didn't intend for them to be, the more recent words spoken by Mugen held a certain clarity for Kaguya. It was a thing of goodness by her understanding as she had a desire for a certain outcome and would do all that she could within her power to make that happen. That being said, she had every intention of enjoying herself along the way... including but not limited to that rather intense dance of tongues she was currently engaged in.

Whether she fully understood what her body was doing or not, more and more changes were being made to her as this exchange took place. Though her figure didn't change by much her body was certainly shifting to accommodate this new form of existence. In fact, the more it happened the more she was able to accept her body soon seemed to be slackening in resistance which only heightened the pleasure of the experience. Her body was already pressed against this man's back and her loins were already practically dripping. Now that friction and pressure felt more, manageable. Like it would still be quite the squeeze but it would definitely be gratifying once it reached the end of her body. The boy in the floor could obsess and weep if he wished, the spite in her soul said never would he even think he'd be capable of trying to have her. How strange, she didn't think she'd been that angry initially. Ah, but it made this kiss and her descent so much more fulfilling.

[Bloodedge]

One thrust was taking a very long time. Oh, how worthwhile the time spent was. Mugen was pleasantly surprised by how quickly Kaguya sought oneness with him. Of course, he still felt karma in place. Even now, much of what she did was an act of spite against Miyuki. Many would have preferred being a bigger focus, but Mugen was not among that number. He was actually even more elated, if only because her spiteful nature meant she was becoming more like him. Becoming more like him, meant she was becoming even more suitable than she already was ─ which was a feat in itself.

Whatever the case, at least two people in this room were enjoying the back-and-forth of saliva. Actually, the number was three... but that still didn't matter. Mugen noted a lack of difference between the moisture of Kaguya's mouth and loins. She was becoming something great, and she was doing so quickly. As if rewarded by her decision to undergo massive change, Kaguya would be entered more deeply by the demon to whom she offered herself. The world's limitations could only hold them back so much when they were both in agreement. At this point, it seemed to have been bested enough to permit half of a full entry. Once more, Mugen didn't seem to mind. Besides, having Kaguya's mouth to keep him occupied was a suitable distraction while also being a thing that would further enable their... unholy union, so to speak.