Post Nut Clarification

A warmth around his dick roused John from a light slumber. As the fog of sleep began to clear, memories flicked through his mind, a montage of sex that ended when the magic affecting them fully burned out, leaving them sated and tired. His last memory was falling into a pile of womanly flesh, their soft bodies lulling him into sleep.

Dimly, he was aware that four people lay around him, which left him a bit perplexed as to who was tending his dick. As his mind got in gear, he became aware that Senka was kneeling close up, but wasn’t giving him a repeat of their shower encounter. The tentative movements of whoever was tending him gave him no clues to their identity.

‘Are you sure you don’t have a clue?’ Senka’s teasing voice echoed through his head.

‘I would have said Kiera or Teri, but I know they’re asleep,’ John thought back, working through the list of options. With the new additions to his love life eliminated and the unsure and hesitant actions ruling out his first lovers, he only had one option.

John opened his eyes and looked down his torso, past the sleeping heads of Brenda and Teri on his chest to see Anita gingerly licking his dick, her eyes glowing with a mix of lust and excitement. Senka knelt beside the mushroom girl, her fingers in her hair gently guiding her actions.

‘Anita was a bit of a quick shot and pretty much passed out after cumming once,’ Senka confided to John. ‘Seemed like she was a bit put out by it, so I figured something special would cheer her up.’

‘A blowjob’s something special?’ John asked with a slight grin, before just barely holding back a moan as Anita hit a sensitive spot. His just contained affirmation of pleasure caused a look of glee to sparkle in Anita’s eyes and she began to increase her efforts, each lick and kiss now filled with more confidence, leading to her taking the first few inches into her mouth completely.

‘She thinks it's special,’ Senka replied in a mirthy tone. ‘It’s rather cute how excited she gets over stuff, isn’t it?’

‘Y-yeah,’ John replied, feeling his cock throb in Anita’s mouth as she slowly worked it with her tongue. ‘Don’t think I’m going to hold out for long.’

‘I suppose it’s only been a few hours,’ Senka remarked. ‘And it seems everyone was put through their paces.’

Thinking about his recent sexual activity brought John to the edge, but he managed to hold off cumming. At least until Anita pulled his dick out of her mouth and kissed the tip. With a muffled groan, John came, spurts of cum painting Anita’s face, surprising the dryad.

Senka quickly moved in, her tongue scooping up John’s seed before dragging Anita into a deep kiss, passing his cum to her in the most erotic way possible. When the spirit pulled away, Anita swallowed, her body quivering in an enticing way, her large tits swaying back and forth.

“Knew you’d like that,” Senka softly said to Anita, cupping her cheek. Anita nodded against her hand and John frowned.

“Still can’t talk?” he asked with concern.

Anita’s happy expression darkened and she shook her head, causing Senka to tut.

“Now, now, you did say ‘wow’ when you came on my fingers,” she said without shame. “And we haven’t really had the time to try anything to help you along. Now that things have cooled down, we can see if there’s anything we can do to speed things up. Maybe Estelle has some potion or spell that can help. Didn’t get the chance to ask with everything going on.”

The door suddenly creaked open and a cat prowled in. It took John a moment to recall it was the one he saw when they met the witches, though with its red fur, he wondered why he even needed that amount of time. It leapt up onto the bed and it opened its mouth.

“Ah, some of you are up,” Nephele’s voice came from the animal. “Don’t worry, I don’t see anything. But I would like to have a word with you, Mr. Newman. I’ll be in the lab.”

Then the cat jumped down and scurried off before any of them could react.

“Why do I get the feeling I’m about to get the ‘gets met on the porch by the girl’s dad with the shotgun’ treatment?” John asked quietly, a cold dread settling in his guts.

“I doubt she’s going to be too harsh,” Senka tried to console him, but he could feel the same sort of anxiety welling up in her. Anita looked between the two of them, a confused and frustrated look on her face. When Senka took note of her expression, she said, “Nephele might be a bit mad about what we got up to earlier.”

That made Anita’s expression sour as she looked down. John surmised she was feeling guilty over sparking the whole event and spoke up, catching her attention, “Hey, she wanted me to go down there, so I’m the guy she’s blaming. Don’t beat yourself up over it, alright, Anita? And I better get down there ASAP before Nephele can get any more angry about it.”

John carefully extricated himself from the pile of womanly bodies, all oddly still fully asleep even with all the noise and movement happening around them. His attention went to his display as he equipped his clothing, and when he looked back up, he found Anita looking at him with teary eyes.

Before he could say anything, she launched herself at him and hugged him with what had to be all her might, her grip deceptively strong. Her large breasts squished pleasantly against his chest, and after a stunned moment, John wrapped his arms around her.

“I don’t think I’m going to get turned into a frog or anything like that,” John joked, trying to diffuse the tension. He rubbed her back, hoping that would calm her down. It only made Anita grip tighter momentarily before Senka gently squeezed her shoulder.

“Anita, John has to go,” she said softly. “I don’t think keeping Nephele waiting is good for anything.”

With great ****, Anita let her arms drop, her face still pressed into John’s chest. John brought his hand up to her head and ruffled her hair, making her look up at him. He smiled down at her. “Don’t worry about it. Let’s be real, if Nephele wanted to, she could have done a lot worse than sending her cat in to invite me down. I’ll be out of her clutches in no time.”

Anita’s face scrunched up and she choked out, “Okay.” Her voice was scratchy, almost like someone suffering the tail end of sickness, but it didn’t seem like it hurt her to speak. Giving her head one final ruffle, John shuffled off the bed and through the door.

‘You don’t want me to follow?’ Senka asked.

‘No,’ John replied. ‘Even if Anita picked up the wrong vial and Estelle didn’t make sure it was the right thing to use, I still set it all up by moving the vials. So I’ll deal with whatever Nephele throws at me by myself.’

Senka let out an impressed noise. ‘Going to face the big bad witch all on your own?’

‘Got to man up at some point. Why not right after having sex with four hot women, one of them being my mom, then getting a wake up blowjob from a mushroom girl? I’m riding the luck high right now. Might as well let it play out.’

‘Wish I could stop you and have you ravage me right now,’ Senka purred. ‘Confidence is so sexy on you.’

‘We’ll have to take a rain check on that for now. I’m a bit sexed out right now,’ John admitted.

‘You did have to do a lot more than we did for the magic to run its course,’ Senka said, the light brush of her mind reviewing John’s POV tickling his mind. ‘Suppose that’s why everyone else is still asleep. Gamer’s Body gave you an edge there.’

‘Seems likely,’ John thought as he neared the lab, the faint sound of something boiling reaching his ears. Hoping Nephele wasn’t making some poison that would turn him into a newt, John entered the lab.

Nephele’s cat let out a mewl from the table it sat upon, causing its owner to turn around from the cauldron she was working at. The pink-haired witch regarded John with an unreadable expression and he fought the urge to Observe her, fearful that she would sense it and sour her opinion of him further.

“Prompt, that’s good,” Nephele said, her voice just as neutral as her face. “Now, care to explain what happened? The spells I’ve woven here only give me the bare bones of what happened, and don’t worry, nothing visual.”

That didn’t make John feel any less embarrassed about getting caught but he pushed that down and gave the coven leader his recollection of events. Once he was done with how they all got affected by the lust blast, Nephele let out a sigh.

“I’ve told Estelle to be more attentive with the reagents,” she bemoaned as she rubbed her temple. “Thankfully this ended with something harmless instead of some major backlash. Maybe this will teach her to be more careful.”

John was expecting Nephele to lay into him for messing up Estelle’s setup or for taking advantage of the situation to sleep with her. His confusion must have been apparent as the witch shot him a small smile.

“What, expecting me to blame you?” she asked in a slight teasing tone. “While yes, you did pick up one of the ingredients, Estelle, as the one making the spell, had the duty to ensure everything was set up correctly. She didn’t check what she was using, and doing so while making someone else help, an individual who at that time didn’t possess a humanoid form, was a gross breach of safe practices. It isn’t like you swapped out the reagent for another on the sly or anything like that.”

John felt a small amount of tension leave his body but some lingering doubt kept him slightly on edge.

“So we’re not going to suffer any withdrawal or other side effects, right?” John asked.

Nephele shook her head. “There shouldn’t be, beyond a need to sleep off all that extra activity. Which is in part what I’m working on. This should help them perk up, along with dealing with any possible impregnation.”

Whatever John was about to ask about the concoction was killed by a cough of surprise. That hadn’t been a thought in his mind, but now all he could think about was the number of times he came in his partners.

‘You don’t need to worry about us,’ Senka cut in. ‘Aeolia, Vivian and Beth all have some protection against that. And I’m sure normal biological means don’t work for me. Suppose we’ll need to make sure Brenda is covered too. Might be a bit early for her to become Bred-na. And we’ll need to ask Teri and Kiera if they’re good too. Oh, you should also ask if Anita will need some protection too. Not sure of dryads and humans are compatible.’

‘One thing at a time,’ John thought back, a bit of worry leaving his body at Senka’s revelation. If there was one thing he knew was a bad idea, bringing kids into the world while he was still trying to find really stable footing, while what amounted to a blood cult was possibly out for their lives, was certainly it. At least his lack of care before wasn’t about to bite them in the ass.

“From the look on your face, I don’t think you’ve considered that a possibility,” Nephele said, a disappointed look crossing her face for a moment. “But I suppose that’s something every young person tends to not do. I would wager that your established partners likely were protected beforehand. Unwanted pregnancies are something the Abyss solved long before the mundane world would.”

“Yeah, Senka was just letting me know,” John said. “And, um, she did ask an interesting question about Anita.”

“If it’s about if she can get pregnant by you, I’d have to do some tests, but in general, there’s always a possibility,” the witch said. “Magic allows for such things, even if the odds are low.”

“Right.” John nodded. Before he could raise the question about whether Senka could get pregnant, a number of pop-ups blocked his vision.

Figured you’d want some time to wake up and I wasn’t going to interrupt that wake-up call or you getting all flustered at the prospect of having a baby.

New Achievement: Test Dummy
Get affected by an unexpected effect during an experiment. Be grateful it was only a benign effect.
Reward: Spell Resistance Effect Mod for Thaumaturgy

New Achievement: Mother Fucking
Don’t think I need to spell this one out, you dog.
Reward: +2 Libido, Oedipus Charm

New Achievement: Freak Slime
Leave it to you to jump right to the lewdest idea for the spirit-possessed slime. At least the girls had fun with it.
Reward: Jar of Vita Slime Prototype

New Achievement: Taking the Top Spot
Didn’t think you had it in you to play the dom.
Reward: Silk Rope of Submission

New Achievement: Sowing Seeds
Aiming to get some bred, were you?
Reward: +1 Libido, +1 Inch penis size

John managed to not look in Nephele’s direction as the reward buffs hit him, his dick tingling as its length increased. The witch regarded him with an odd look.

“What are you looking at?” she asked, prompting John’s ears to heat up a bit.

“Um, got some achievements for, um, everything that happened,” John replied.

“I see,” Nephele said in a flat tone. “Do you always get something for big lewd events?”

“Would you believe that Gaia’s a pervert like that?” John asked back with a weak chuckle.

Nephele looked like she was about to respond before she snapped her mouth shut, a distant look in her eyes. A moment later, she shook her head and muttered something under her breath, too quiet for him to pick up. Before John could ask just what was going on, the rumbling of quick footsteps drew both their attention towards the door.

Estelle darted into the room, her face flushed with effort. Her dress had been haphazardly put on, looking like one bad step would cause it to fall off her, and her hair was a wild mess. She took a second to catch her breath and belted out, “It was all my fault, Nephele!”

“I’ve already come to that assessment, Estelle,” Nephele said, cutting off Estelle. “He bears no real blame, and neither does our recently awakened gnoshroom friend. But at least you didn’t try to foist off responsibility.”

John smiled at Estelle, touched that she was quite willing to take the blame for everything. Her flushed face grew a touch redder but she returned his smile, one of her hands coming up to fiddle with a lock of her hair.

“O-oh, um, so I didn’t need to wake up in panic and race down here?” she muttered.

“No, but that you did means I don’t need to consider expelling you from the coven for conduct unbecoming,” Nephele said in a tone that left John unable to tell if she was joking. “But since you’re here and not so afflicted by the side effects of succubus exposure, you can get that counter potion finished. And I expect you to follow every remaining step to the T. Understood?”

“Y-yes Matron!” Estelle nearly shouted out before darting to the cauldron, quickly picking up the book sitting beside it to check the instructions.

John watched as a smirk made its way to Nephele’s face before her expression grew somewhat concerned as it seemed her attention was drawn elsewhere.

“I suppose Estelle and I will need to do something about Anita,” Nephele suddenly said. “In all likelihood, the ritual we used to connect to Pruzonia is what laid the groundwork for her evolution. Not keeping her from popping in and out didn’t help either.”

“Was what happened with the succubus thing the only way she could have turned human?” John asked, the overall question of how Anita went from walking mushroom to curvy shortstack burning in his mind now that sex was temporarily put on the back burner.

“I think any large surge of magic could have triggered her change,” Nephele postulated. “It’s even possible that just time would have been enough. The gnoshrooms naturally gather and move mana, so there is a chance the others we involved in the ritual will eventually undergo a transformation. I’ll have to give them an examination to be sure.”

Nephele shook her head. “But that’s for later. Now, there’s the pressing issue of having a newly humanoid dryad walking around without clothing. Since it was our actions that led to her being like that, it falls to Estelle and I to rectify. And I have just the idea.”

The slightly wicked smile and look she sent towards Estelle made John slightly fearful of what the pink-haired witch had in mind.