Sarah performs a quick check up.

Honestly, call it whatever you want, but seeing Sarah so worried about me made me feel worse than any of the physical symptoms. I guess part of it was also the shame that I’d let myself get to this point. Kind of like catching a cold in summer. Grandma used to say that only idiots catch a cold in summer.

“I’m… fine,” I said, smiling to try to reassure her. Should’ve known that wouldn’t work.

“Not dying doesn’t equal fine,” she said. “Sit down. How are you feeling right now? Details.”

I did as ordered and sat down. “I’m lethargic, tired. I’ve had a mild headache since last night, but it’s getting slightly worse, I think.”

“Stick out your tongue,” she told me. I did and she looked at it, turning my head a bit so she could see it better under the sunlight. “Looks normal.” She then looked at the table, at the served breakfast. “Are you hungry?” I nodded. “And your libido?” she asked me, looking into my eyes, checking for… something.

“...” I sighed. “High.”

“Do you know what’s causing this or not? Did it come out of nowhere or have you been feeling like this for a while? Shit, why didn’t I notice before…” she cursed under her breath.

“...I was just careless,” I told her. “I’ve been using magic for simple things to get better at it, and it’s usually not an issue because I end up… recharging soon enough. We’ve been busy lately, though, and haven’t found a moment to do it, but I kept using magic and… Well, this hit me out of nowhere.”

“Ugh.” She pinched my nose and gave it a harmless shake out of frustration. “Did you forget I gave you explicit permission to bend me over and have me whenever you wanted?”

I chuckled. “You only did that because you know I’m not going to abuse it. And you’ve been busy and tired, too. We’ve all been. Honestly, I didn’t think it was a big deal, but with all I’ve had to do lately… it kind of snuck up on me.”

“...” Sarah sighed and her frown softened. She leaned forward again and kissed me on the forehead, caressing my cheek with the back of her fingers. “Your symptoms seem similar to those of vitamin deficiency, but I’m not 100% sure. A part of me wants to send you to a doctor for an actual check up, but I doubt they’d find anything. If it really is a sexual energy deficiency, then… we know the cure, don’t we?”

I smiled sheepishly. “Well, yeah, but doing it out of obligation is kind of… Ugh.”

Again, Sarah pinched my cheek and gave it a harmless pull. “Oliver Brooks, you did not just compare having sex with me to having to drink some bitter medicine.”

“I’m saying that doing it out of obligation is not as fun,” I said, wrapping my arms around her waist and bringing her closer to me so I could nuzzle between her boobs.

Side note, but walking around University and seeing a lot more women made it so much clearer that, while Sarah had the smallest chest among the girls here alongside Mila, they were both still huge by normal standards.

Sarah wrapped her arms around my head and pulled me deeper into her chest, then kissed me on top of the head. Just being there was already making me feel a little better.

Sarah sighed. “This is just like when we started dating… No, it’s even worse.”

“Hm?” I looked up at her with my eyes only, not moving away from her soft bosom.

“It used to feel like things weren’t… even. That we got a better deal out of our relationship than you did, even when you were dating three of us.” I grumbled, but Sarah pushed her chest against my mouth to shut me up. She wouldn’t allow me to argue. “We said we’d match you with numbers, and now there are seven of us. But just as it started to feel like we’d found a balance… we started living together and you… you cook for all of us, you drive us to and from university nearly every day, you do most of the cleaning with your magic now and even worry about our shopping and budget. And that’s on top of the fact that you got the house yourself, that you have a part-time job, your workout routine, university, your music… and all the weight of this supernatural stuff that we can’t even start to comprehend.”

I really wanted to protest, but I think the pleasant feeling of her boobs was making me even more aware of how severe the sexual energy deficiency actually was. The exhaustion hit me all at once.

“Good morn… Oh? Are we interrupting?” Alice said as she and Fern walked into the kitchen, the former already in a blue T-shirt and pants and the latter still in her pajamas.

Fern giggled “Breakfast looks amazing, but I guess you two were craving something else, huh?” She then blinked, likely feeling that the atmosphere wasn’t as playful as the picture would suggest. “Or… not?”

“Alice, Fern? Starting today, we’re going to spoil Oliver a whole lot more. More than ever, and permanently,” Sarah said.

I did protest this time, but what came out of my mouth were incoherent mutterings against a delightfully soft tit and a quickly hardening nipple.

I half-expected the two girls to be confused and start asking questions, maybe even laugh it off. And yet…

“Mmm. So you noticed that he’s been pushing himself a lot, too?” Alice asked. “Seeing him do so much always makes me feel like I’m not doing enough, so yeah, I agree.”

“So… Just to be clear. Does ‘spoiling him more’ mean doing more lewd stuff?” Fern asked. “Because if so, then that’s an easy ‘yes’ from me.”

“Not quite,” Sarah said. “I mean, yes, it does mean lots of lewd stuff, but we’re also going to do a lot more around the house. We’re not leaving it all to Oliver anymore.”

“Oh. Well, that’s still an easy yes from me,” Fern said with a shrug and a grin. “I said I wanted to help out more.”

I somehow managed to wrestle myself away from the dangerous pull of Sarah’s chest and looked up at her. “You girls already do a lot. Don’t make it sound like you all don’t have a lot on your plate as well. You’re making too big a deal out of this.”

Sarah gently put her hands on my cheeks, leaned in and gave me a peck on the lips. “Oliver.” Another kiss. “Baby.” Another kiss. “My love.” Another kiss. “The light of my eyes.” Another kiss. “It’s a miracle you didn’t collapse this morning, and on top of it all you’re having people over to practice music all day. Shut up and let us take care of you like you take care of us.”

I ended up giving in, at least for the time being. I was hoping that this talk of spoiling me would only last for a day or two before they relaxed and everything I did was actually to make things even from my side. After all, there’s no way they’ll even convince me that this relationship isn’t stacked in my favor.

They’re all already perfect. I’m the one who needs to be better. For all of them.