Sex with Artus is great. It was everything she imagined if she had it with Cathrine, and she dared to say, more. If only The mother will wasn't that weak, but at least, she got him.

His willpower is strong, she could feel it from within him.

They had been in the cave for a few days to slowly get used to the new body. Sex is good for [Body] [Mind] acclimation, as instinct connected better to the body than the mind. It is the best way for training when even walking around was awkward at best.

Artus had it worse as he had stuffed his nose a few times while eating. He had gotten a lot better after a few sessions on his back.

Of course, the big part of the stay was the fleshy pleasure that both of them couldn't get enough of. The new teen bodies were too sensitive, it would have forced them to copulate anyway, with anyone they found. She was just too lucky that it was Artus.

Everybody would have the same problem after forming a new body. The sex drive would drive them crazy if not satisfied, but she hadn't imagined it would be this intoxicating.

Nusia had it before, but nothing compared to this marathon. She could say that they had never left her pussy dry, but maybe that was also a part of the curse of shaping your own dream mate.

Both of them had done the same from the way he always looked at her. The vicious hungry look in his eyes always made her wet and ready to go.

The only time other people did this was when they planned to get married after they had won a lottery of Essence, but Artus didn't need to know that. He also didn't need to know that four [Core]s were sacrificed to have this much Essence in her hands.

But Nusia had come clean about other things. She had told him that, by her design, he looked very like his birth mother, Catherina, but in a young man's form.

The very same woman she had fallen in love with while serving her time. Beautiful purple eyes she could stare into forever and short wave raven hair she loved to play in her hands.

Artus might have figured it out already and his calm reaction had settled down the boiling guilt she had inside. The heart to heart led to another hot sex but that was pretty much all they did apart from eating and sleeping.

A mere skin brush would force them to be all over each other. Couples were said to have their honeymoon to last for almost a month because of this. They would be doing it all the time until the new bodies acclimated, but she wasn’t complaining at all.

The huge tool was good to make her forget her inhumane indentured past, and also his future endeavors with other women. She only wants him to be happy, that is all she will ever want, she understood that now.

Nusia had learned how deep a mother’s love was while she was desperately searching for him. She was happy to find that love, even if hers was just an imitation. But what they have now was more than that.

The only other problem was his clothes. She had done what she could but that had only ended him with only trousers that end a bit below the knees. He was left shirtless after the small shirt and short was shaped and patched into the said trousers. The process of reshaping them was not that hard for her because most fabrics in this world were made from treated plants.

Hers, on the other hand, only needed a few simple adjustments onto the simple dress and shoes to make them fit again. She loved the new body he had made for her, but the change of her height meant the dress now almost reached her ankle instead of high above it.

Artus opposed using her clothes for his as the body-fitting dress was revealing enough for him. He said that he didn't her to gouge other men's eyes with a shorter, sexier skirt.

What a possessive man. She always found them sexy as they would protect what’s theirs with their pride and life on the line.

But Artus was right though, she would have attracted too much attention if they were heading where they were. A small growing town. The plan had changed since he already had an adult body to keep up with the high Spirit.

They would be a pair of teenagers who were working their way through their lives, just like most other youths in the world. She was planning to power-level him by using the town as a base to rest and resupply. Well, if everything went well.

Something was bothering her but she didn't know what.

"You should have told me that you would lose most of your essence," he complained as he was jogging by her side.

His kind words interrupted her thoughts. She swore it was Catherine who had said that. The love of her life worried more about others than herself.

-

The girl of his dream looked towards him for a moment before she slowed down to a walk. It was hard not to stare at her when she wanted him to stare.

They had kept a steady pace to build his control over the Body and he almost could feel it working. Every step was more sure than the last.

Nusia hooked his arm and pressed her chest at him while looking worried. The action felt less blood boiling than before but it still warmed his loins.

God he wished he hadn’t made her look so perfect in his eyes.

"You should have told me that you don't have any affinity," she shot back. "We could have done something about it."

Artus sighed. Logically, when he thought about it, she was right. They could have done something, but that issue had never crossed his mind. He also had a good reason not to worry about it.

"But not by much, right?" he shot in the dark. Her body shook and it told him that he was right.

"It would have been a start, even a few percents," said the girl as her voice grew smaller.

"And what would it have cost you?"

The girl opened and shut her mouth without being able to say anything. She pouted at him before looking away while still hugging his arm as if he would run away. He would take it as more than she could have afforded.

The lady version of Nusia was confident and domineering. She would never act like this. She also didn't look like she was 'acting' her age.

He believed this is true because he also didn't feel like an unreasonable twelve years old kid. His thoughts somehow felt more mature, well, as mature as a horny teenager.

The only logical explanation for these issues was youth hormones which were assaulting both of them. The chemical reactions inside their body were altering their perception of the world and their reaction to the situation.

The hypothesis would explain everything. The mind would need some time to catch up after suddenly being reborn as a fully functioning young adult, and of course, it wouldn’t be an overnight task.

When he was younger, how many times was it when he thought and made his mind about something only to do something completely opposite? At this [Body] age, it was easy to say something should have been done one way than going through with it.

Many might have been able to steer off this ditch on the road, but most other youths weren't so lucky. They had only ended up in the deeper ditch than what they had tried to avoid.

Youth is both a curse and a blessing.

How could anyone have known that the raging chemical flowing in their body hadn't influenced their action and decision making? Well, before it was too freaking too late.

Who could say that they wouldn't make the same mistake again when they were back at that moment of time and space? The most honest thing they could say was they would try to do better.

But he was experienced enough to not try to ask her or define the relationship they were in. The urge was there because of his insecurities, but experience told him it would only lead to something worse.

Artus sighed, "it's okay, Nusia, I think I will still do alright without any affinity. I have a few ideas."

The girl turned and stared in defiance. At least she was doing the moody girl naturally.

"Prove it to me," she demanded.

Artus groaned, "you are much easier to handle when you are an old lady."

"You are so much cuter and more obedient when you are just a boy," she countered.

'God, I hate to argue with women, I hadn't and never won.'

"Fine," he gave in. "Give me some space as this could go wrong for all I know," debugging programs are one personal hell itself.

Despite his complaints, a smile still crept in while working on adjusting the spell’s matrix, as he called it now. Which young man in the world didn't love to try to show off?

Especially to a lovely sexy girl. His hands and fingers moved at a rapid pace as if he was wearing the VR gloves while working.

It was about time too, as the progress of its improvement had been delayed with the sudden kidnapping and the subsequent relentless sex misadventure. If anyone tried to blame him, please live in a cave with a willing horny girl that looked like your dream girl out of an anime.

He dared to say, Nusia's only shortcoming was her lack of OP telekinesis or she would be perfect. Or as in real life, perfect.

Artus sighed within and focussed back to his spell matrix viewer and continued working on the 'codes'. If he could call them that. After triple-checking that everything was good, he saved the spell matrix in the slot.

Nusia was looking at him with eyes bulged open when he returned to reality. She hadn't said anything about his little show but he could tell she had never seen it before. He also might have looked like a stupid moron waving his hands around for nothing for all he knows.

"Make a spear please, for the testing," he said to the girl.

Nusia nodded to him before she collected some wood and broke some old branches for the ingredients. The years of experience hadn't escaped her after the age revert which was awesome news to him. Watching pieces of wood melding together also wouldn't cease to get old for him.

'How that even worked?' his mind queried. 'Did she just connect the dead cells of organic matter together? Using synthetic proteins or whatever?'

She had made similar things from wood laying around like the recurve longbow strapped at her back. The string had been made from tree bark but he could swear they were as strong as the modern comparison. Nusia is also a crack shot, he had seen it a few times already. That’s how they had been able to spend more time on each other than hunting for food.

"Now what?" she asked as she held the spear up.

"I've read in the journal that the spell 'Arcane Shell' could never stop sharp things right?"

Nusia nodded. "Pure Arcane didn't need any affinity, but it's weaker than, well, anything else. The lack of the Element as a medium between the mind and mana weakens the constructed spell. Even a wooden shield would do much better."

He nodded in appreciation of the explanation. "Then we are going to test this modified version of it," he said.

"You want me to try and stab you?" she said while making the stab motion.

"No, hell no," he reeled. "I'll make a remote shell and you try to stab past it. Maybe this tree, over here."

Nusia chuckled. She was just shitting him, of course. It was very odd how she didn’t feel the same as she was before the change.

Artus ignored the girl and drew the spell in the air before he directed the spell to the tree. A hemisphere of semi-transparent energy appeared out of nowhere as his mana dipped down a notch. It was more than before but he hadn't been compelled to measure the exact number.

Nusia waited for no one as she charged and stabbed at the tree using the spear. Her movements were fluid and full of grace as every part of her body worked in one swift motion. She stabbed the [Arcane Shell] as if it wasn't there, but if not anyone else, she who was doing the stabbing would have noticed the difference.

Nusia turned towards him with wide eyes, "how- how did you do that?"

"I did what?" he smiled mischievously.

"The trust was off by a palm or more, it's the difference between the heart and- " she looked up from her thoughts. "But, of course, you already knew that would happen!" Nusia pointed the spear at him.

He held his hands up, "yes, but to be honest, I've expected you to miss the tree entirely."

She threw the spear aside and rushed to hug him. The girl really loved hugging while he was still trying to work on it. He would have his boner every time the girl or any girl gave him a hug. He could never hide it, especially the size she had set.

"You know what this means?"

"No, not exactly," he said.

"I might not be a mage, but I know enough that those old bald white-bearded men in the tall towers would kill each other to learn what you had done with the spell!"

Artus chuckled. "Let's not get something useful for ourselves first, alright?"

"I know that," Nusia scoffed. "Stop patronizing so much."

"Yes, ma'am," he chuckled.

It was hard to control his boner while knowing she didn’t have any undergarments. The curves she has is magnificent. Nusia giggled when she felt the hardening rod of meat.

The horny girl only needed to lift one of her long legs up to give her permission.

"Like magic, sex is also a tool," she said. "And like all tools, learn to use it well."

It was kind of weird to hear that from a girl who was dripping wet. Nusia had changed so much until he didn’t recognize her anymore. She’s as horny as a slut.

He slipped right in as she hung by his neck.