(Side Story) Mage Diary

Entry 1:

I had been roped in by the viscount into following his hunting party in to the woods. I didn't want to go but I had no choice.

We found a dungeon though! It was juvenile though only enough strength for one monster which was slain by the soldiers. I wasn't even needed. But I will definitely go back and take it for myself helping it grow.

Entry 2:

I had messed up. The dungeon was juvenile, but it wasn't the only monster. There was the real monster still there when I went back. Strangely it seemed to want the girl back. It struck a deal with me, I get magic from the dungeon and I bring it a girl or two.

I might have done something deplorable... I had a list of people wanting to be my apprentice and learn my tricks. So I accepted the first girl who had some talent with magic and gave her up to the monster.

Entry 3:

I was expecting the monster to consume the girl but there was only what looked like an incredibly passionate moment where it claimed to be preparing her body for incubation.

Apparently it created a substance that promoted the growth of magic in its... Incubators. He offered it to me but there is no way in hell I'll let myself be turned into an incubator. Sadly that also means I have to actually teach my apprentice since she had agreed to this with the stipulation I'd teach her.

Entry 4:

I had been busy teaching my apprentice, it's been about a month I think. Teaching has been an experience that was more fun than I thought. Especially as I have felt a qualitative change in my own magic as if the act of teaching magic made me better understand it.

But there was one issue with this. She was improving quickly. Way too quickly. She was already more powerful than I was, she just lacked the knowledge. If she wasn't constantly with a big round belly I would jump at the opportunity to grow my magic that quickly.

Entry 5:

A new girl arrived, she was incredibly seductive and hot and knows it too. I see her with a new guy every two days, which is a shame really, because I wouldn't mind if she turned some of that attention towards me.

As for the monster, well it's started becoming WAY more magical than makes sense. It wasn't until I remember that we were in a dungeon did I figure it out. He was a monster that subsisted off magic. He didn't need to drain his incubators of mana because he is being supplied by the dungeon. This has resulted in him being incredibly large. I imagine he normally shouldn't grow larger than a big dog but now... He's the size of a house.

Damnit I had done it again, I need to stop referring to it as a 'he' it is a monster. There is no way that thing is capable of being relatable to.

Entry 6:

It had finally happened. My apprentice, she had given herself to the monster. Not only was her magic more powerful than ever she got pleasure from it. She didn't even tell me about it, I had to go looking for her and found her with the other girls he had taken as incubators.

There is no way I'd let something that gross push eggs into me. What was I thinking! No eggs at all going in me for any reason! Even if it was cute looking!

Side note It's now an open secret that he's here. It was surprising to figure out that the girls actually enjoyed him. Apparently he treats them better then their men. Even the happily married ones will enjoy him as he helps them with getting pregnant even if they were a bit on the older side.

Entry 7:

Death by birth has hit rock bottom in the town that formed around the dungeon. We've raked in tons of cash so I have been building a library of spell books to learn from. The monster certainly doesn't need money. Oh, we have a government now. They are all girls who practically worship him, so anything he tells them they try to complete. He had them expand the bath house to include a special bath for himself.

Recently I've been feeling strange when I wake up. I've been getting cramps. I thought it was the time of the month again but no blood arrived. They're getting worse lately which is why I am writing about it. I think that he's been playing with me as I sleep, the prospect of that is scary especially as about halfway up his tentacles they're the size of trees. I suppose I'll know if I wake up and feel chilly from the morning air.

Entry 8:

It's definitely him, he's doing something as I sleep. I woke up this morning and immediately felt the cramps I had gotten used to. So used to them in fact that I climaxed! I wasn't even touching myself. That's definitely not natural and 100% his doing. I'll try a few protective spells on myself maybe that'll work on preventing him.

Just so I don't forget I'll be putting barriers in myself. One in my pussy, one before my womb and the last to guard my eggs.

Entry 9:

Yeah... that didn't work at all... I woke up the next day with the same orgasming cramp and all three barriers broken. Just how stupidly powerful can the guy get! Those were incredibly small and super focused barriers that was strong enough to last until long after I died.

I asked him if he had been playing around with me in my sleep and he denied it. A lie of course but he acted too casual about it. Even though I could see the remnants of my barriers on a tentacle of his.

The prospect that even my strongest barrier went unnoticed was scary, how did that tentacle the size of my leg even fit inside of me? let alone all the way up by my eggs.

Entry 10:

It's been some time since I last wrote here. I had given up trying to catch him in the act. It's actually quite refreshing to wake up with an orgasm, really gives a certain energy to the day. NOT It's terrible! I cum for hours now when I wake up and I end up exhausted and unable to do anything the rest of the day.

Why does it have to feel so good.

Entry 11:

On no, it's worse than I thought. I woke up one morning without a cramp or climax. What I did have was a soaked pussy with a burning desire. Except I latter found out he had been busy that night and so he never came by to visit me. My body had come to expect him at night.

To test something I sat myself in front of a mirror and used my hands to stretch myself open. Sure enough I could hide some serious loot in there if I wanted now. I didn't do this before because I was scared of the truth, but well I was feeling incredibly horny. I can't bring this up to him, he might just turn me into one of those drooling incubators.

My 'short test' had lasted eight hours, with me furiously trying to use my hand to pleasure myself. I'll just have to use these lucid moments now to construct a spell before I end up doing nothing else but pleasure myself.

I sighed dropping my master's diary having read the entire thing up until she found the dungeon. She had taught me magic and I took to it well. However seeing her like this I realize she won't be able to help me with my current problem.My master wasn't even aware I was in the room with her. She had constructed an admittedly powerful spell to mimic the tentacles. Apparently her spell wasn't enough to satisfy her as according to this it had been a week since her last entry in the diary. Looking at her spell it confirmed what I thought.

She didn't mimic the way his tentacles would lovingly curl around the eggs or the way it seemed to vibrate with joy at entering the womb. No, this was just a crude imitation. It would never replace the real thing. It lacked the... life that the real thing had.

Now the real question was if I should tell him or not... She did essentially give me as a sacrifice to him for her own power...