Chapter 90

 

Trying to fix Asakura…

Asakura’s eyes are dilated again.

Just like a nurse or doctor I’ve been testing her reactions and alertness. One of those was using a light spell to see her cornea’s reaction to the light. Of course I’m not a pro doctor but I’m trying to evaluate scientifically and that’s what really counts here.

OK, what else should I check…?

I keep wonder what’s going on.

Just about every possible minute that we aren’t fighting or training she is wanting to be sexually active. She’s now again stronger than I am too, which wasn’t a surprise but this has increased again.

So I’m trying to figure it out. I want to find scientific reasons for the changes and that’s the whole point of this. If I could spot like foreign matter or some foreign cells or something on or in her body then maybe it could help me to understand more about what’s going on.

Hmm her skin is really good, now that I notice it up close while studying her pupil reactions. It was good before but now it’s like it’s totally perfect and no blemish of any kind anywhere. Is that part of her body changing? I’ve also noticed her hair like before is turning a silvery white. It’s a nice healthy color though, not like an old person’s white hair. Of course at this point it’s only a few strands near her temples. But it looks interesting and mystical; its not the same kind of change as someone getting old.

But I lost control of the situation once she became sexually active again. After another hour of ‘feeding’ she starts to relax.

She’s naked now on top of me holding me down when we were trying to finish sex. But I can’t get up because she’s holding me down forcefully. We end up panting for a long time as we finally start to relax.

She stares off into space even while she’s trying to be the dominant one in our activities. I don’t like the whole sleepy zombie mode thing, though even though it’s a lot of fun so far. I’d rather have a smart person.

But then I feel a wet spot after she came.

Of course she likes this so much and goes so long that it’s normal for that to keep having a wet spot in a certain area between us, since Asakura is a squirter. It’s a bit unexpected though, to discover it in this way. She kept trying to like climb up me too.

But this time it’s higher up, near my belly button and it felt like a drip. A persistent dribbling again hits me. It’s a consistent drip like a leaky faucet. There it goes again. What is that?

Wait, what?

What the heck is going on?

More leaky faucet in the dark.

What is that?

I hadn’t been paying attention because of other things, or it had just suddenly started up. I think? When did this start? I realize because she’s hanging over me the dripping has leaked what looks like a milk puddle all over my chest. But that can’t be right?! I touch and sniff it to find out what it is. That isn’t easy because milk has only a very faint smell if any. It’s also a white color with a tiny almost imperceptible pink tinge to it.

Sure enough it’s milk as I bring some of it close to my nose and tongue. I also looked to make sure where it’s coming from…yeah enough said there.

Asakura has started lactating I realize as I looked up. It’s certain that it’s not something else, and I can see milk dripping and dribbling generously and with strong flow from the upper two faucets that are full to bursting. It’s not running wildly but it’s certainly there, bubbling up and starting to drip and condense heavily. Then it starts to run down her after that with about half of it dripping onto me and a smaller part of it running down her chest.

I can’t tell why but for some reason my brain is telling me to drink up. It’s like I’m compelled and everything else looked dark. It happened like before I realized what was going on.

Without trying to I suddenly find myself latched onto her left nipple, while still being connected to Asakura. She sits up a bit and is still on top in cowgirl position so that we’re still able to maintain the connection below while I suck on her lactating boobs. The milk flows easily and freely because she’s so full of it.

She started to groan from euphoric feeling almost imperceptibly from relief.

Now the breast growth over the last week or however many days it’s been is making sense now. It’s either very lucky or because of the demon gene influence that lactating hasn’t wrecked her boobs from becoming saggy or gaining a ‘melted’ effect. If anything they are perkier than ever. They’re shape is even better than before if that’s possible, which is good.

She purrs like a cat. This is definitely weird. I thought she would be in pain but probably because of the demon genes that is not the case. She seems to be experiencing a vast amount of pleasure instead. In fact, she’s having like small shivers that seem to keep continuing non-stop.

“Hmm,…feels good…” she said at last.

I’m a bit surprised by that too. She’s starting to be out of vegetable mode? Or at least it’s nearly vegetable mode, but I’m not sure how close to 100% again we are at. But will she come back out or stay like half way between?

She keeps trying to get me to pay attention to her and suck on her boobs.

And I don’t mind.

It’s been a few days since the dwarves saved and helped us out, and since our last conversation with Ingvarrin. Since then we’ve traveled three days worth of mileage which has meant yesterday and much of the earlier part of today we’d been pushing ourselves really hard. Our feet are kind of sore, and so are our muscles. Some of the soldiers require rest after having gone through combat.

But strangely instead of less sexually active from other responsibilities interfering, Asakura has gotten worse in her demand for sexual pleasure. It isn’t unusual for her to force me to do her at least two or three times each time we get together for a set of sex and at least one of those sets is during the night while we’re supposed to be sleeping. It happens that she seems to require at least two or three times per day for each set, which means it’s happening constantly and an almost rabid hunger that flares up constantly.

I also don’t like how aggressive she gets when she’s the hungriest, so the last couple days have been stressful trying to find times and places where we can be alone. I’m not getting much sleep because we are trying to keep it hidden. And she’s stronger and has more body constitution than before, which makes it harder to not comply with what she wants.

Somehow I’m glad she’s keeping it hidden but…I’m not sure how much she is aware of how the process of keeping us hidden works and how much of that is demon gene influence. Is it activated instinct that’s telling her to help hide it or something else?

The lactation is also proof that there is such a thing as demon genes, I realized. The flow is stronger than a normal human’s lactation flow. And there’s a funny scent to the milk, and other things that show this to be true.

I can tell Rina feels sullen and left out but it’s not like I can just let her in on this and nor would I. Just because she’s a girl doesn’t mean there couldn’t be a conflict of interest either. It wouldn’t be right for me to cross that boundary with her. Plus just having this all the time with Asakura is actually amazing enough. I decide I don’t really need anyone else. This is great, despite the stress.

My brain is telling me something is still off though, and doesn’t add up. It’s not physically possible for humans to have that much sex per day. And each day it seems like the amount of sex needed to keep Asakura calm is increasing. Yesterday was only two times per set, happening twice. Today it went up a lot. Will it be even more tomorrow?

In that time her boobs have gotten giant size but I think that’s because of the milk production actually. This is obscenely unreal, and shouldn’t be able to happen to a human. There’s more boob than chest at this point. I can also see it’s mostly all milk too, because when I heft her boobs from beneath I can hear and feel the milk inside sloshing around. The school uniform blouse won’t even cover her front area anymore without a good milking to try to diminish the size a bit first.

In other words she can’t quite close up all the buttons and they get pushed up and out a lot with it looking way too small…yeah this shirt isn’t going to work anymore. I’ll need to find something else fast. It looks like a stripper trying to entice rather than an attempt at clothing. I only managed to get two buttons done up with the rest of the shirt material being stretched too tight to be closed and some of the buttons even popping off. Those two buttons have also forced apart so much that there is skin bulging out between them and they only stay shut for about two minutes before the shirt pops open.

Since she has a very appealing sixpack of new muscle tone below and such a skinny frame with no stomach bulge at least it looks beautiful…

She also looks a bit more physically fit and still overly slender for her age. I think whatever caused this has affected that too and brought out more emphasis however.

But it attracts a lot of attention. The dwarves had lately been staring at her too much. I don’t like it. None of them have approached her because I’m always with her. But right now they do think I’m a wizard or mage of some kind. I’m sure that’s why they haven’t approached her in part; because of the distrust of how much trouble a mage can cause. They probably think I did it for some reason similar to what’s currently going on.

But if only that were truly the case…

It makes me nervous about when I can’t always be around her. What if we have to split up for chores or get separated in battle? Will they try something then?

I still don’t have any idea what’s up.

I had to give her my jacket, taking it back from Rina who didn’t like that idea, and give Rina Asakura’s old blouse which now has strained shoulder sleeves that need repairing. Then I have Asakura wear my jacket over the new dwarf’s clothes that we’d received after the school uniform blouse buttons kept getting forced open when she’d take a breath.

Even after going through my inventory and making sure of having given Asakura the biggest girl’s shirt available it’s strained at the top and we can’t do up all the buttons on the dwarven shirt. Although the dwarven shirt is bigger and sturdier, her boobs sticking out unnaturally is so noticeable that my jacket over them seems like a reasonable attempt to disguise the problem…but with not much success in the end. Her bra won’t work anymore either, and that means I’ll probably have to heal her boobs from strain at night. I haven’t dealt with this on my own, but I have to counteract future sagging, since there’s no support right?

That’s all the options we have at this point unfortunately.

Of course I’m drinking all the milk greedily at this point. She’s so big in the tits that I can also suck on both of them at once too.

When I had that revelation suddenly I think I became a breast milk addict instantaneously. Being able to suck both at the same time is like discovering video games in elementary school.

I’m so greedy at drinking directly from the fountain that the milk runs down my chin ferociously. It’s strangely filling and feels more solid than regular food. You know that feeling like if you only eat fruit or salad that when your full you are still hungry, and need a steak and potato dinner after that? Well it defies all logic, but my body is telling me this is the meat…

Food!

This food trumps all other foods!

“Bro, are you OK in there?” Rina’s voice suddenly breaks the silence. I also realize she’d been calling out to me many times for several minutes. She knows what’s going on though, and that’s the only reason she didn’t just barge right in unannounced.

Oh crap. How did I zone out for so long?

I look up.

Thank goodness. She’s still outside the tent, but I can tell she wants in.

“Wh-what is it?” I asked.

“Um check the time, bro. You guys have been going at it for hours,” she said. I can hear the fear in her voice.

“What time is it?”

“10:30,” she said.

“Oh, thanks for watching out for me,” I said.

“No problem. I’ll do anything I can to help you.”

Crap. We’ve been here too long.

But still I can’t stop drinking from the tap. I can never get enough of this stuff. It has a nice taste too. It’s like vanilla flavored or something, but the logic of that doesn’t make any sense. Something is really wrong with my brain.

I’m still vaguely feeling Asakura pinch her muscles tight around me squeezing her hips while I’m inside her. Was she still going all this time?! She keeps trying to make it go as long as she can. It’s like a machine that never stops.

“I’m worried about you Shun. Something isn’t right here. It’s like you aren’t human anymore. I want to know what you did with Asakura,” she said.

“Uh, we’re OK Rina. Seriously, we’re just in love,” I tried to say but knew it was just an excuse.

It wasn’t technically a lie. We did love each other. Just something was messing with her upstairs.

“I know Asakura loves you. She told me back at the gnome’s cavern. She was asking my advice about how to confess actually. But I was so jealous at the time that I shut her down. I wish I hadn’t done that. I should have been more supportive,” Rina sounded sad.

Did she forget we’d already had another discussion like that or is it some obsession thing?

“She did? Really?” Damnit. I hope she didn’t damage that confession or cheat it in some way to be less. I do think Asakura did try to confess to me more than once, what seemed like a long time ago. At least one of those she bungled it from her own fears.

“Yeah, I’m sorry.”

“Uh it’s OK, don’t worry about that. But we’re really OK, I promise,” I said, in between slurps.

“No, you’re not,” Rina objected.

As usual, Rina is too smart to fool.

“I’m coming in,” she said.

“No you can’t!” I hissed.

Technically it was her tent too but still.

But somehow we couldn’t stop, even after Rina had come in the tent. She’s also staring at us.

“Wow, that’s hot. I’m going to watch,” she said.

“No you can’t!” I protested.

I’m drinking the milk even greedier than ever. Somehow I can’t get up to go chase Rina out though. It’s also too delicious to stop and too wonderful. But it’s proof something has happened to me because I should be having my brain tell my body to chase Rina out first. It’s like I’m no longer human inside too. I feel like my skin and body feel stretched and too tight. It’s like if I flex my muscles too tight my skin will rip open.

We finally stop to take a break, but it’s not because Rina is in the tent. It’s because we need to catch our breath. I actually do want to push her out but I can’t get up.

A fast falling small dribble of milk spills down my chin and neck, while also drenching Asakura’s boobs. Wow, she still looks so full still even after I’ve drunk a lot. I hadn’t expected a second wind in her production either.

Wow breastfeeding is hot!

I need answers badly.

We can’t keep up doing this while being with the dwarves. They will think we’re possessed by demons.

But wait…

Is that what it is? I realized inside.

Am I becoming some kind of sex demon? Or is it just possession of some kind? I had been thinking maybe Asakura was the sex demon, but if it’s me, then what is she?

Rina is still staring at us…why can’t I get the willpower to kick her out? I don’t like someone seeing, even if it’s a girl.

I know I’m right about the sex demon idea, but somehow I still find Asakura is emptying her breast milk into two large metal canteens for me to drink later. She acts like it’s the most natural thing in the world and part of her new chores. She also acts like it’s the most natural thing in the world for her to be unclothed while doing it.

Rina is studying her intently…

“Don’t worry…Shun…I’ll make you…more food…” Asakura said and then hiccuped as if she was drunk, and tipsy again. Her eyes have an intense look to them right now.

“Wow. Shun, you are into something really deep,” Rina warns me. But she’s got that goofy smile on her face while I’ve already gotten dressed. She looks like she’s found a new toy.

“It’s just experimenting,” I said trying to come up with a lame excuse but knowing we’re already in too far to have any kind of good reasoning. “You need to leave. NOW!”

“But you both don’t even care that you are both naked. I’ve already seen everything so why even bother,” she protested.

“Sorry,” I said. “You know you shouldn’t be in here though.”

I forced Asakura to get her clothes on. She has been fighting me less on that though, but I’m not sure why.

When I tried to get her shirt on, she stops and asked, “Not milk time?”

Rina snickered and laughed. So I had to chase her out of the tent, threatening to spank her. I think that was the wrong idea because she might have liked that but I can’t let her stay and ogle Asakura can I?

But just then, the dwarves call to arms hit our new camping location.

“Goblins again,” Rina said aloud recognizing the alarm.

“Ah crap,” I said.

“Gear up and stay clothed,” I ordered both of them, but the last part was mostly at Asakura.

Asakura hisses in recognition of danger.

Yep, definitely something demonic is changing us. Is it an after effect of buying the demon pheromones? I better get control of this quickly. But does that mean every time I buy a new demon job skill that there will be more changes towards demonic evolution progression?

The thought scares me. Right now we can stay alive because we can blend in. We’d lose that if we didn’t look human.

I better talk to Fox and Sunghee soon for another brain storming session and for more training.

But to do so is pretty difficult. I’d not been able to do so the last couple of nights because of Asakura demanding so much sex.

I could also try to use the pheromones to make Fox teach me skills more quickly though couldn’t I?