Chapter 61: School Trip Part 2

Name:Festering Desire Author:


Encompassing the oversized rod that was twitching and throbbing violently inside her frail body, Rika insisted on sitting above the pile of sand to hide its glamor from instantly seducing her friends. Also of course, to prevent Leo's social death sentence. And luckily, they were rather far away from the rest of the class that no one saw the tenacity displayed by the young lady in taking on the massive beast.

From the radiating aura of the boy's signature golden Anima, Lilith quickly surmised the situation and was astounded by their exciting foul play. Impressively, to her amusement, Rika was able to converse normally and keep a relaxing smile despite the overwhelming pleasure that must have been causing her body to twitch in ecstasy.

"Here, it's important to keep hydrated, and it's nice and cold too." With great respect for the young lady's effort, Lilith sat down next to the girl on top of sand and lovingly offered her a drink.

"T-Thank you!" The lively smile from the succubus was so charming, even Rika was stunned.

"For some reason it feels hotter here than before." - Marin

"You're right, my body feels like it's burning." - Katy

The two girls were unknowingly under the vile influence of Leo's pheromone.

"Can I get something to drink too? I am a bit thirsty." The boy reminded everyone of his presence under the sand; due to a complicated situation, it wasn't the best time for him to get out.

"Sure, want me to feed you?" Marin opened a new can and crouched down before his face; the girl was without a doubt planning for something naughty.

However, at the same time, a volleyball flew by from the distant crowd and knocked Marin down from her back. Coincidently, her butt landed perfectly on Leo's head with his nose wedged into her flower while the two rear cheeks clamped onto his face. Tempted by lust, the flood gate of his rod inevitably loosened and a surge of protein came gushing out.

Clenching her fists and biting down her lips, Rika bared for the explosive impact under the powerful spasm. Feeling the raging tide of cheese filling up her body, the young lady feared for the worse. With the thunderous discharge masked under the sounds of sea and wind, her cheeks were puffed out and she tried to seal her mouth closed with two hands.

"Sorry, Leo. Are you hurt?" Marin quickly got up.

"I... am fine..." The boy had a strange expression; not from the pain of her butt slamming onto his face, but from the desperate attempt to cease his ongoing ejaculation.

"Hey! Watch where you are aiming!" Not minding that her crotch came in close contact with Leo's mouth, Marin vehemently shouted at the distant crowd.

"There is no need to watch where I aim, my aim was perfect." A random girl from class C taunted with a belittling tone.

"What did you say!?! Do you want me to show my aim as well?!" The girl was her longtime nemesis, the rivalry between her and Marin runs deep in history.

"Show me then, we can play a match of volleyball. Whoever loses has to pay for lunch." The girl continued to taunt.

"Yoma that take on a fake appearance are usually very weak. Just do what I taught you and pierce straight into its body with your hand."

Following the old gramp's instruction, he identified the Anima core of the creature and pierced through its ethereal body. The Yoma was simply too slow to react or fight a frontal engagement; otherwise, it wouldn't have been resting in this isolated part of the island. Soon, under its unintelligible screams, the creature turned into tiny sprites of particles and was absorbed by the spirit and the young man.

However, it did not end here for Yuuto. Before he could even savor the raw Anima boosting his cultivation, an excruciating pain suddenly struck his entire body. The young man collapsed on the ground and rolled left and right in convulsion to cope with the stress. Heavy sweats dripped down from his forehead as he screamed in agony.

"I can sense several more of these spirits hidden nearby. But it seems that a weak one like this is already too tough for you to handle." The spirit apathetically watched the young man suffering in pain until he calmed down.

"W-Why didn't you... w-warn me beforehand." After a long minute, Yuuto finally asked.

"I did warn you to have the will of enduring pain. Back in my days, I didn't even break a sound when consuming a spirit much stronger than this. We will hunt another one tomorrow after you recover. "

The old gramps would be absolutely mortified and stunned if he were to learn the existence of a certain boy that was capable of absorbing high ranking Yoma and even an arch demon like they were candies. All the side effects he got were some slight irritations around his crotch; which in turn produced fearsome female Anima users.

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Later that day, in the restroom of a certain resort.

"Ah... it's not closing." Rika bent forward and raised her hips towards the mirror; there was a gruesomely gaped rear hole twitching lewdly along her breathing, its interior walls were filled with residuals of gummy white stains.

"I never had it reach that deep before..." The rod also stayed inside the tunnel longer than she had hoped for, almost permanently stretching her back entrance into a loosely opened mouth.

"It's swollen too, but at least it doesn't hurt at all." The inflated rims of her rear flower formed a thick ring around the gaping hole, adding a lecherous texture to the innocent pink surface.

"Rika!! Hurry up! I need to use the toilet!" Marin frantically knocked on the restroom door from outside; the trio of girls were sharing the same hotel room.

"Ok, I am almost done!" Rika quickly finished applying lotion to her swollen rear by rubbing the sensitive regions with her hand.

A minute later, Marin entered the restroom.

"What took that girl so long? Was she having a number two?" Rushing to the toilet seat, Marin muttered to herself and then curiously sniffed the strange fragrance in the air.

"What the... How does the restroom smell so good after she took a dump???" It was a question left to be desired.