The Free Use City-State of Lustidia

**Author's note: this chapter is mostly world building and how the city works, if that's not for you then go to the next one :)**

**Author's author's note: I have finished converting the story to 1st-person and I believe it is a vast improvement over 2nd-Person, in ease of writing at least. I also added about 2,500 extra words while editing (oops) and smoothed some of the janky parts out so if you're coming back to this story after my editing break, I think it would be worthwhile to re-read this. (I also lengthened and improved most of the sex scenes as well) Happy reading! ^-^)/

The top of the wizard's towers poke up from the horizon as I make my way up the last hill of my long journey. Soon there is only the flat land of a plateau in between me and the city-state of Lustidia, a new experimental way of living run by the Mages of Yonder: Association for Science and Society (or M.Y.A.S.S. for short) and funded by the country of Yonder, itself. They were given a grant of unused land that was ravaged by a war long past and never managed to recover. Along with the abundant ambient mana in the region, a dwelling of people might actually rejuvenate the environment. It is truly an experiment on all fronts.

There is a magic field that covers the entire area of the city with several powerful enchantments attached to it. The mages had been working on the arcane formula, which adorns the walls around the city and coats the towers inside, for years. And it was very impressive. The sample of the formulae that the Association had released to the public as a sort of proof of concept was insanely dense and efficient and produced potent results.

And potent results they were! These enchantments covered this new city and made it a place of sexual liberation. A new essence was discovered, Lust Essence. Some particularly horny magic scholars got a little too hands on with some experiments with their colleagues while in a containment barrier and found that the act of exploring each other's insides releases a faint amount of Lust Essence. When climaxing however, a rather large amount of this essence is released. It scatters to the ethereal winds pretty quickly so no one had discovered its existence until then.

The Lust Essence (or LE for short) is made up of an impressive amount of energies. Lustidia’s barrier collects the LE that is produced in the city and converts it into more practical mediums. As well as being the primary component for powering the barrier and its defenses, LE can also be used as a pseudo-currency. In the right hands or with the right equipment LE can be turned into resources such as wood, stone, sand, various ores, magical components and such or with some extra oomph it can be turned into organic material. It can become meat or plant for foods and if it’s given an even bigger kicker, it can turn out already processed goods. Fabric, bread, a seared steak, a rubber dildo, a bar stool and so forth.

The entirety of the economy inside of Lustidia is self-sustaining with the bottom line of everything being the sexy, raunchy fun that every inhabitant of the city is having at any time. One can make their paycheck, their lunch, their lumber business’s stock and a baby all at the same time. And so far it seems to be working out quite well.

There isn’t any worry of unwanted offspring, as the barrier allows people to manually set my fertility. And mental enhancements are made so that when a person inspects someone, knowledge of their ‘status’ appears in my brain. It tells them what they are currently consenting to (including ), their favorite things to do (sexual or otherwise), any unique characteristics that they have, and their racial ancestry. Favorite kinks are cross referenced between the two lists of favorites and the kinks that are mutually shared are highlighted for you.

If someone tries to themselves on another person an invisible gently pushes them away from their target and the energy used to perform that push is supplied directly from the offender’s banked stash of Lust Essence. A double whammy of slaps on the wrist and only so many attempts are tolerated. After the threshold is hit they are firmly deposited outside of the barrier with their remaining LE halved and then transformed into its equivalent in gold coins. It is impossible to get back in after getting kicked out.

The barrier will stop any individual whose intentions are harmful or impure or would otherwise bring down the morale of the city. The easiest way to avoid having to kick troublemakers out is to not let them inside in the first place. The barrier is capable enough at reading thoughts to automatically moderate the people of the city and make it a safe haven for everyone.

is not acceptable unless both parties consent and is a bygone worry. Weapons disappear from sheathes the moment anyone walks through the barrier and are stored in a secure location away from the public. The instant that person leaves the area of enchantment, the weapons materialize in front of you, ready to carry on with my adventure.

This new way of living is precisely the reason that I am coming to visit this budding society. My name is Adler Grey and I am an acolyte of my patron deity, Aphrotitty. I hold a surprisingly important role in my temple’s hierarchy. Of my many titles (both official and unofficial), my title of ‘Ambassador of Relations’ is why I was handed this assignment. I am what a passerbys would often refer to as a strapping, young lad, getting a slap on the back from older fellows and doe eyes from women both young and old. I never thought that I was anything special in the looks department but my face seems to be just the perfect balance of cute and handsome. Young women want me to pamper them with attention and affection and older women want to do the same to me.

I started to help out the Temple of Aphrotitty in my hometown with menial labor and came to be called the ‘hired muscle’ by the many women who lived in the temple. Once I came of age they started practically throwing themselves at me.

A polite, young man who’s easy on the eyes, has helped out for years and never tried to himself on the girls of the temple when alone with them? The bar was much lower than I thought but I wasn't complaining. Eventually I joined as an acolyte, much to the delight of the Sisters and earned my first unofficial title ‘Semen Faucet’. With the blessings of Aphrotitty bestowed upon me, I produce a large amount of semen and have little to no refractory period.

Most men think that being an acolyte of Aphrotitty would make them more feminine or that they would have to partake in rituals that undermined their manliness but that couldn’t be further from the truth. Since I’ve received my Blessing, I have only become more stud-like. My lithe, muscled physique is almost effortless to maintain, my jawline has become sharper, my hair is always long and luxurious and soft to the touch; it’s long enough to just barely graze the back of my neck but I can put it up when I need to. My body needs only a couple hours of sleep and is very efficient in calorie consumption. And after many, many rounds of sex and flirting with the women that made up the temple, my confidence was boosted immensely as well. To be honest, what happened to my body, most men would kill for. And most women love it too, they just want it in their bed instead.

People forget that the reason Aphrotitty is the goddess of sex and love and everything debauched is because she absolutely loved men and their dicks and couldn’t get enough of them. So it would serve to reason that the blessings would serve as fuel to make men more manly, but not overtly. I don’t know if the goddess herself undertakes the assignment of each blessing, or has an underling do it, but it never fundamentally changes what a man or woman looks like. It only ever enhances and refines their charms, rather than replace it with a predefined definition of beauty. Because Aphrotitty knows that there is beauty in every person and every thing.

The other reason that I am here approaching Lustidia is because I am a very horny young man who wants to fuck every beautiful thing that I lay my eyes on. This journey has been an exercise in self control itself, for sure. For the last couple years, I was sequestered in a temple with as many women as I could ever want. All I had to do was reach out and caress them and they would jump my bone. Women were certainly pleasant to me along the road and in taverns and I had a handful of bedwarmers, or tent-warmers in some cases. But I am very ready to get back to an all-you-can-fuck buffet.