Chapter 180: Dizzying – Part 1

Chapter 180: Dizzying – Part 1

Back to my [Humanoidization]. It must be completely clear in my mind how the skill will function for a newborn and also how it'll level up, so it's time for some deep thinking. I sit down on a comfy chair by the balcony and start to reflect.

It has to be a switch, and it must work just like how it currently does for me: I just wish, and my draconic characteristics are suppressed. It should use physical effort and mental stamina as fuel, but the baby should be reasonably skilled at it so that they can at least touch their parents without hurting them.

No... a baby isn't born already knowing that it can hurt others, so why would they deliberately humanify themselves? The baby must be born with dull claws and scales; otherwise, it'd be too cruel for the parents and would also likely cause psychological issues for the poor baby as they'll be held much less due to all of their sharp bits.

The Gods wouldn't be so cruel as to curse someone with such a childhood, right?

It makes me uncomfortable that I can't answer that with certainty, but I'll assume they won't. So the [Humanoidization] should naturally come to the baby as they start to desire more finesse and control when grabbing something, which will aid in their natural growth and development.

Alissa suddenly appears before me, then leans down and grabs my human hands. I have the delicate fingers of a scholar, but hers are still softer than mine as she regularly treats them with high-quality elven skincare products.

She pulls my hands towards her face and gives each one a kiss on the back while giving me an elegant smile. She's acting so dashing that I feel like a young damsel, and that makes me feel fabulous.

"You were my little princess," she wryly points out with a cheeky smile that reveals her adorable fangs.

"You were my knightess that carried me through the darkest of times," I pompously reply as I delicately bat my eyelashes at her, and this not-manly behavior slightly triggers the girls' shota fetishes.

But Alissa merely becomes nostalgic and reminisces, "Things were simpler back then. No royalty or divine quests."

So I follow along with her and whisper, "A pity it didn't last longer."

But the thing is that my remark elicits mixed reactions from the rest of the girls. A downside of being so connected is that we're constantly affecting each other, even when it's a negative thing.

"I can't reminisce about the past and make such comparisons. My life is here with you, in the now," Yunia states, slightly bothered that she was reminded of her past.

"Yeeah... my family was split apart, so I'm more comfortable now. Especially after getting an owner," Hana awkwardly follows up. This one caught her right in a weak spot.

"Same..." Lina whispers with a nod, making her bangs sway, and she thinks about denying the owner part, but she decides it's better to not give ammo for Roxanne to banter about.

Aoi also prefers the now, but it's more because she was a baby when we first met rather than her life actually sucking. It kind of did suck, considering her parents literally didn't love her because of her "broken" soul, but it didn't suck long enough for it to really suck.

It's best not to dwell on that, so Alissa moves on to what she really wants to talk about, "Things were simpler, but the you of here and now is better, so I'd prefer if [Humanoidization] didn't change who's in charge. Your weredragon self makes you a more complete person than without it."

I make a thoughtful face as I caress her soft hand with my human fingers. Then I deliberate over it a bit, "Hmm... I guess it makes sense to focus on remaining a weredragon, especially if I'm trying to make a stable and long-lasting clan-slash-dynasty. The human in me is certainly lacking a bit when it comes to being the leader and founder."

"Holy clan... uh, 'slash'-dynasty," she quietly corrects and smiles.

So I just nod and declare, "Very well, then. [Humanoidization] shall be merely a skin. Like [Draconic Transformation], it draws upon the will of the other person within to fuel the shape-shifting, but both the dragon and the human shall forever remain as incomplete, background souls, never to truly take the reins..." Then I frown as I realize something. "Which might truly be a good idea because a leader with a multiple personality disorder doesn't sound like a good thing. Imagine if the personalities ended up becoming fully independent."

"I'd be totally okay with being shared with human-Wolfy," Hana immediately volunteers.

And I'd be glaring at her for this little transgression if my gentleman-scholar bone didn't just get tickled. "Is it NTR if my split personality fucks my wives...?" I hum as I ponder.

"As long as it feels different," Roxanne cheekily chimes in, and she leaves it at that.

I'm starting to feel like this slutty succubus is also in need of "reinforcement training."

"Don't ruin my moment," Alissa hushedly complains to her nosy sister-wives.

"Boo!" Roxanne boos.

"Keep it up, and no Cock for you," I huskily state. Then I gently kiss Alissa's lips and penetrate her mouth with my tongue. The hecklers promptly shut up as the recent sexual denial has made them quite sensitive and obedient, which makes Alissa's lips feel twice as sweet.

My heart wants to remember how it felt to be a human, how different it felt to love my wives, how simple it was to just make love, but even though the nostalgia feels nice, this isn't useful for [Humanoidization]. This cloak that I wear must not have any feelings; it must be nothing but a utility, a tool. So I suppress all those emotions.

The purpose of this skill is to help me touch my wives without hurting them; hug them without ruining their clothes; walk without cutting up the carpet and scratching the floor or even leaving grooves in it; sleep belly-up without getting lower back pain; get comfortable in a fluffy armchair; walk through short doorways without hitting my horns.

But out of all of these things, none are as big a motivator as being able to fuck them... gently.

I pull off the sash of Alissa's slutty flowery not-kimono, revealing her athletic and completely bare body because she doesn't wear underwear in private. And then I give her the proper worshiping she deserves.

Her supple tits are the first thing I touch and squeeze, gripping them strongly with my gentle, scholar hands, and she reacts with a gentle moan of happiness as her body has already been conditioned to enjoy my touch. Then I pinch her nipples, making her pussy tighten and her eyes close in delight. Her skin is softer than Hana's, so I don't need to use sharp claws to make her feel pain, even with [Pain Resistance], so human fingers are simply better at pinching nipples with the precise strength necessary for the perfect balance of pleasure and pain.

Then I move to her abs and feel the small rolling hills. They aren't as hard as Hana's steel grid, but they're still a fresh sight for my eyes and a pleasant field to run through with my fingers. But the good part is further down, so I stop running once I reach her orange landing strip, then savor the sensation on my fingers.

The little pubes are harder than normal hair, but they're also big enough to feel fluffy against my soft skin. The playful teasing even arouses Alissa in a different way as she's used to my more straightforward approach.

So I suddenly go for her pussy to give her a surprise. The neat little pink lips hidden under the hood of her labia are already slightly wet and warm from the anticipation, and they tremble as I run my index finger up and down along their outer edge, teasing them with a constant but small stream of pleasure.

Then I focus on their tip, right over the engorged little bit of her clit, and she actually lets out long, breathy moans that heat up my neck as they hit my skin, wrapping her arms around my neck and leaning on me as her legs begin to weaken.

But I'm still the weredragon, even with this human coat hiding my glorious features, so I get impatient and penetrate her with my finger.

"Ahn...!" she let out a soft moan-slash-whine, one that makes my hard Cock throb in my pants, but now's not the time to use it.

So I continue to finger her, slowly going in and out while rubbing my hand against her clit, and my palm quickly becomes wet with her lewd fluids, smoothing the fingering, then gradually creating moist noises as I increase the speed. Her face reddens gently, and her breathing becomes heavier, so I watch her to catch every little delicious detail as her expression becomes sluttier and sluttier.

She starts to leak, and the little droplets either fall down upon the tiled floor or run down her leg. I feel like licking them up, for I love the taste of a woman, but I can't stop now, so I endure, for there are many other horny women that I can taste later.

My pace grows so fast that the moist sounds echo across the whole room, and Alissa's breathy moans turn into full-blown cries. Her legs also start to waver, so she holds herself up by hanging onto my neck, and she releases her hot breaths directly upon my ear, giving me pleasant chills like ASMR.

This weak human hand of mine starts to hurt a bit from the effort necessary to properly give Alissa a real fingering, but I'm tougher than when I was a human, so I endure it as I increase the speed even further. And Alissa starts to leak heavily upon the floor, making it rain delicious drops of lewdness.

Then I feel her insides squeeze my finger, and it finally starts. Her whole body tenses up, and then the waves of pleasure make her convulse a few times, and a little bit of white cream covers my digit.

It's a small and short orgasm, but it's an orgasm nonetheless. So I stop and slowly lick my hand clean, then cast [Heal] on my wrist.

Alissa quickly recovers the strength in her legs, then finally stands on her own and releases my neck, so I turn around and face the ravenous women that have had enough of this denial play.

And today, my gentle, soft, human, scholarly fingers make it rain.

The last third of our training was disrupted by fingering, but we'll make up for it later since everyone is satisfied. Caterina joins us for our bath, so Hana gets a bit horny, which means that I'll have to give her the big C later. Urmeie also joins us in the bath, making me a bit horny, which is convenient since I'll already have to deal with Hana.

We invite Alcander for dinner while Urmeie invites herself, but the meal's theme is elven food, so they'll have to deal with the different palate, though Alcander should already have gotten used to it. The point of inviting him is to ask for updates on the "4D movement enchantment."

But first, I'm still using my human hands, so I eat like a proper elf and make my every move drip with pomp and snobbishness. It's actually so different from my usual demeanor that Kaatohe, Caterina, Urmeie, and Alcander all stare confusedly.

"I'm training my human hands," I casually explain, and I love that that's likely a brand new sentence never spoken before on either Rupegia or Earth. "Anyway, the report?"

Alcander clears his throat as he puts down his fork and obediently begins, "It's certainly a much simpler task than creating a helmet that lets you see in the extra dimension, so we've been making constant progress."

"How's its current state?" Yunia inquires.

And he gives our gloomy loli Queen an amused glance. "Similar to Her Highness Lina's. It's working, but it needs more improvements in mana consumption and also in ease of use. Since we're expecting to battle in the extra-dimensional zone, you must be able to use it intuitively, or else you risk death."

"Don't. You never had another world to compare to," I soothe her with my words, and Hana soothes her with a gentle hand rub.

She hides a smile as she wants to remain serious because there's one last thing she wants to say, "We've also been very confused about the reason you were summoned here, but now I'm certain that it's precisely to push us forward before it's too late."

I nod back in acknowledgment and confidently state, "Didn't even need to ask. I was going to do this regardless."

And she chuckles softly.

But then Urmeie awkwardly interjects, "So... did you Ryders know that Dad and everyone around him knew that you're a Realm Traveler?"

"Yes, I told them," Caterina replies with a nod.

Then Urmeie hums, hesitating for a second, but then she spills the beans, "Well, Dad also believes that. Though he doesn't forgive you for killing Reinhold, he also knows that your knowledge is extremely valuable."

"Are you sure you should be telling us this?" Yunia questions concernedly. She's basically revealing the reason why the royals have made me a "Consort Candidate."

The bear Princess snorts, then sighs and decides to finish this topic, "No, but I mean, he's Blessed by the Goddess of Knowledge, and if you add that to the fact that he's a Realm Traveler, you can make some assumptions."

I'm definitely not going to underestimate the intelligence of the most powerful man in the world, who also employs the services of an "Oracle." So I chuckle and confess, "This is why I kept it a secret. Imagine if a noble found out the value of my knowledge before I could grow powerful enough to defend myself?"

"Even the temple wasn't fully trustworthy," Ciel backs me up, sounding a bit hesitant to admit such a thing.

"Why is that?" Caterina immediately inquires, but this question is exactly why Ciel is uncomfortable.

So she tells it to her straight, "Because I wasn't sure if the Punishers would consider my husband a heretic or not."

And the present Punisher seems almost outraged. "He's a Gifted; we would've protected him," she emphatically points out.

But I have a reasonable retort to that, "And possibly try to lock me up in a secret location, just like the Sky Landers did with the other Realm Travelers."

"It'd be safer," she stiffly retorts, and it's telling that she doesn't deny it.

So I calmly point out, "Yet my Fate was to almost die multiple times on my way to the Legado dungeon."

This actually isn't a good topic to talk about with her, so she backs off, "I don't really find this sort of talk to be fruitful."

And I gracefully follow, "Neither do I, so let's get back to the original topic of this meal: the enchantment."

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