Finally

Selena had been walking for almost two hours and was already growing tired. Her body ached from sleeping on the hard ground and her legs were sore from all the walking the day before, not to mention the dull ache deep inside her stomach from where the tentacle monster or, ‘Cumayune’ as Azzan had called it. She was honestly surprised that she wasn’t hurting more considering she had taken a tentacle wider than her forearm and so long that remembering it made her shudder.

With a shake of her head, Selena chased the thoughts out of her mind and focused on the task at hand. She needed to find the person Azzan had alluded to and hopefully fix her situation promptly or else the voice in her head would take full control of her body and mind. She had attempted to communicate with the voice of corruption by speaking out loud but it remained silent, leading her to conclude that it would only speak when opportunity arose.

The road she followed wound its way through the trees and up into the mountains. This one was paved with bricks but as she wandered further away it seemed to be crumbling, the bricks being replaced with wagon wheel tracks before another stretch of paved road appeared.

There had been few signs of life where she was but far in the distance were plumes of smoke that emitted from chimneys, the stone reaching above the treeline. Selena had lost sight of the smoke once she entered the forest canopy but she knew the road was going in that general direction.

Just like the previous day, Selena was amazed by how beautiful the weather was here. The nature around here was stunning and she found herself admiring it as she walked.

Ahead of her, just a few paces off the road sat a dilapidated cabin. The wood structure was falling apart and it looked like the roof had recently collapsed in on itself. As Selena got closer, she could see a person stuck beneath a fallen beam.

“Hello?” she called, hesitant to get too close.

The man perked his head up at the sound of his voice and looked at her with pleading eyes, “Please! Come quick! I’ve been stuck here all night.”

Selena approached cautiously, “What are you doing out here?”

“I’m a student at the school of sorcery not far from here and have been using this old shack as a place to stay while I study,” he said, “I was trying a new spell but I must have screwed up because all I saw was a flash of light and then the structure was falling down around me.”

“What’s your name?” Selena asked, finally getting close enough to get a good look at him. He had wire rimmed glasses that sat crooked and bent on his face, his body was thin and lanky. Selena was reminded of her coworker Teddy from the library, the first man she had sucked off after being cursed. ‘Why not suck him off and see if he compares to Teddy,’ The voice echoed through her head.

“Oh so now you speak up” Selena muttered out loud.

“Huh?” the man said.

“Sorry I wasn’t talking to you… Did you say what your name is?”

“My name is Orius,” he said, “would you please help me out of here?” he repeated.

“Sure but you owe me,” she said, “you have to agree that you’ll help me find someone I am looking for.”

“Sure, now please help me. My leg hurts so bad.”

Selena looked around and found another piece of wood that looked somewhat sturdy. She hefted it and slid it beneath the beam that had Orius pinned and pushed down on it, using it for leverage. She wasn’t very strong but that didn’t matter, all she had to do was lean down on the wood and let her body weight do the work, aided by the weight of her giant tits. The wood and rubble groaned as she lifted it, her breasts squishing against the wood as she pressed down.

Orius groaned as he pulled his leg free, crawling across the dirt before rolling onto his back. Selena let go of the wood and sat next to him, her tits shone from sweat and heaved with each breath. Orius massaged his leg where it was trapped, a dark bruise discoloring the skin.

“Thank you,” He said, “Really thank you, I was worried I might starve to ****.”

“It wasn’t a big deal,” Selena responded once she caught her breath.

“So what did you need help with?” He asked.

‘Tell him you want his cock, tell him if he wants to help he can let you suck his dick.’ The voice said in her head. As it spoke, Selena could feel her hand beginning to move on its own, reaching toward his crotch.

Selena managed to stop herself, overcoming the temptation and said, “I’m looking for someone who can help me. I am cursed and there is someone in these mountains who can help me, I’m guessing they are at the school you mentioned.”

“Shit, you didn’t have to say you were cursed. Anyone could tell that just by looking at you.”

“Really??” She asked.

Orius cocked an eyebrow in response as he made eye contact with her and then looked down at her tits, each large enough that they nearly rested on her legs as she sat.

“Oh yeah,” she said, blushing slightly. The voice of temptation spoke up again saying, ‘See? He noticed, he wants you and you want him. Take him in your mouth and savor the taste of his sweet cum, you know you want it.’

Selena once again shook her head and chased the thoughts away, “Well in any case, do you think someone at the school would be able to help me with my curse?”

Orius scratched his chin as he thought, “If I'm being honest I highly doubt it. The practice of certain spells are forbidden on school grounds and all of them that deal with curses are among them.”

“Are you serious? Why? ” She asked incredulously.

“Unfortunately yes, curse magic takes a level of mastery that no one has possessed for centuries, besides Azzan himself. Most attempts backfire and are met with disaster.”

Despite it not being what she wanted to hear she had to admit it made sense, she had already been cursed not once but twice.

“That being said, I think I know a work around.” Orius said.

“What is it!?”

“Well I was given a gift once and I might be able to use it to lessen the effects of your curse.”

“Wait, didn’t you just say it was forbidden?” Selena asked nervously, worrying she may get stuck with yet another curse.

“Well we aren’t on school grounds are we? Wait here.” Orius said as he struggled to his feet. He limped to the collapsed building and fished through the rubble before pulling out a leather bag. Returning to where he sat he pulled out a small box.

“Here it is, I never thought I would use it.” He said.

“What exactly is that?”

“It’s a set of cards that were handed down through our family for generations. If you chant a phrase the cards will present you with three choices, all of them are meant to help you overcome hardships. Everyone in my family has used them at least once.”

Selena felt hope for the first time in who knows how long as he spoke but still couldn’t let her guard down, especially with the way magic works here. “Have you used it before?”

“Oh yes, only once though. Our family raises livestock and for a while a pack of wolves had been picking them off one by one. When I used the cards I drew one that chased them away somehow, I don’t know what it did specifically but the wolves haven’t bothered us since and our flock has grown at an exponential rate.”

“So you don’t know what it did?” She prodded.

“No not really, my father thinks it created a protective shield around the farm since our gardens and all the animals have become much healthier than any of the neighboring farms.”

Selena pondered what he said for a while, sitting in silence for several minutes on end. “Do you really think it will help?” She finally asked.

“Well, it certainly won’t remove the curse but I firmly believe it will alleviate it in some way.” He said with a smile.

Selena remained silent once more, trying to gauge if she should trust him before finally saying,” Okay fine, if it helps then you must be the one I was meant to find.”

“Great! I will chant the spell for you and when the cards present themselves to you all you have to do is pick one.”

“Okay let's do it,” Selena said, eager to be rid of the voice in her head and its awful temptations.

Orius closed his eyes as he spoke, making gestures with his hands as the cards began to glow. They floated in the air and spun around, shuffling themselves before three separated from the rest of them and floated in front of Selena. The others returned to Orius’ hand who finally opened his eyes.

Before Selena were three different symbols, each with runes of some kind written across the bottom.

“What do these symbols mean?” She asked, frustrated she couldn’t read them.

“The translations have been forgotten over the generations and we have not been able to find a translator.” Orius said as he looked between the cards, “It is somewhat a game of chance to see what result you will get but every outcome is meant to be beneficial.”

Selena continued to study them, one card had a symbol that looked like three jagged lines running parallel to one another. Another card had a sun at the top and a moon at the bottom and the last one looked like a rain drop falling from the sky.

Before she could make a decision, Selena felt her entire body go numb as the voice of temptation took full control of her. For a split second Selena thought she was going to dive through and use Orius for what he had between her legs but that didn’t happen, in fact she would have preferred that happened as she watched her own hand grab the card with the water droplet.

As soon as it was in her hand the other cards returned to the pile and Selena was left with the one she chose, “Dammit, Dammit, Dammit!” she yelled, “This stupid voice in my head is going to be the end of me!”

“Relax,” Orius said as tendrils of smoke began to swirl around him, “As I said, all of the cards will be beneficial.”

Selena’s eyes went wide as the smoke completely enveloped him, “Who are you,” she asked as her blood ran cold.

The smoke dissipated and Orius sat where he was before but he was… changed. The tattered clothes he wore had become silk robes, his tangled hair was neatly combed and the bruise on his leg was gone. He had a wicked smile on his face as he said, “My foolish girl, you are far too trusting for this world.”

“Who are you!?!” She repeated backing away from him as he stood.

“I am Orius, the manifestation of Azzan’s cunning and trickery.”

“Oh god, Oh god what have you done to me? Did you give me another curse?” She stammered.

“Curse you? No my dear it is as I said, none of those cards will worsen your condition.”

“Then what did it do to me? How is it going to help?”

“Well, your original curse causes your breasts to swell with mana every time you swallow cum correct?” He asked.

Selena remained silent but nodded.

“And the other one plants the voice of corruption in your head that grows stronger the more mana you gain right?”

Again she remained silent but nodded in agreement.

“Well, this spell is quite interesting and honestly fun to watch. It will benefit you by causing your breasts to begin producing milk.”

Selena’s jaw dropped in disbelief, “You said it wasn’t a curse! How is that supposed to help me?”

“Let me finish,” Orius said with a wave of his hand, causing Selena's lips to press together, “Each drop of milk contains a small amount of your mana. Therefore, it helps you by giving you a way to drain mana from your body!”

“So I’m going to eventually leak mana?” She asked, “That has to be the worst solution to my problems!”

“Is it? I’m sure you can already feel the milk beginning to swirl in your breasts. I’m sure you will find the milking process to be quite pleasurable.”

He wasn’t wrong, Selena could feel a building pressure inside her breasts as they began to fill. Her skin stretching ever so slightly as the contents within caused them to become slightly perkier.

“I must warn you,” Orius said with a small grin, “Due to your creamy milk containing mana, all sorts of beings will be attracted to it as each drop will provide them with more mana. And whatever you do, be careful feeding anything or anyone directly from your bosom as it will cause your body to go into overdrive. You will produce more and more mana as you continue feeding them. If left unchecked, the spell will turn you into a mana generator, an important role in Azzans court.”

Selena gingerly cupped her breasts, feeling a noticeable pulse as more and more mana mixed with her breast milk. “Screw you and all of you that serve Azzan,” She hissed.

When she heard no response she looked up to see that Orius was gone. She was alone in the woods once more with her milk filled tits, getting fuller by the second and in **** need of release.