Chapter 26 Aphrodisiac Development

The potion workshop was surprisingly ordinary.

No, rather, it was similar to what I was familiar with.

A space for lighting fires and various equipment.

Even the reagents and materials in the cabinets.

’I could use this place right away.’

I’d studied a bit about the witches’ reagents.

I roughly knew how they reacted.

Most of the reagents in the drawers were familiar to me.

’Alright, this should be enough.’

Seeing all the high-quality materials brought a smile to my face.

My goal was singular.

Creating an aphrodisiac that could turn even the most stoic long-lived race into a horny female!

’It wouldn’t normally be easy to make...’

But with the witches’ research materials.

And the notes left by my ancestor, it was possible.

In fact, the notes detailed the process of developing an aphrodisiac.

’Damn, my ancestor was trying to make an aphrodisiac back then? Truly a genius in a different sense.’

Sadly, my ancestor failed to create the aphrodisiac.

The technology and materials of that time made it impossible.

But now, after all this time.

Magical pharmacology has advanced significantly, and human knowledge of sex has grown considerably.

Even the sex-ignorant witches were making aphrodisiacs.

’With my ancestor’s trial and error as a reference, developing an aphrodisiac is doable.’

With it, I could train women even more easily.

Completing what my ancestor failed to do as his descendant.

Isn’t that the truest form of filial piety?

"This is where we develop and create magical potions."

While I was making these plans, Medea slowly explained the place.

"Most witches have their own potion workshops."

"So, this is Circe’s workshop?"

"No, the Great Witch-sama’s workshop is separate. This place is essentially used communally. So it’s usually empty."

No owner, free to use.

With a place like this, how could I not develop an aphrodisiac?

"So, the witches who work here used it temporarily to make aphrodisiacs."

Medea pulled an aphrodisiac from a box and handed it to me.

This witch is dead serious about pregnancy.

"...You’re not going to refuse it again, are you?"

"Come on, you just sucked my dick—why would I refuse?"

Medea, glaring at me, popped the aphrodisiac into my mouth.

To properly train her, promises and rewards must be kept.

It’s like giving a treat to a dog that’s finished its training.

"By the way, it’s fine if I use this place, right?"

"...It’s open to everyone, so it’s fine. But what are you planning to make?"

"I was thinking of making something to help Circe get pregnant."

"...Is that even possible?"

"Women who feel good during sex have a higher chance of getting pregnant, right? It’s a drug to help with that."

"Hmm~"

Medea looked intrigued.

A rare reaction from this usually robotic witch.

’It’s not exactly a lie.’

The more a woman feels, the tighter her pussy will grip.

And the tighter it grips, the more I’ll cum.

’And it’s true that I’ll use it on Circe.’

Once I make the aphrodisiac, I’ll definitely use it on Circe and maybe, just maybe, I’ll try it on other women too.

"...That’s surprising."

"What is?"

"I thought you were just a scumbag who enjoyed playing with women."

That’s a bit harsh.

Is there another gentleman like me out there?

Teaching my wife the joys of womanhood.

Training my dedicated maid for her future with blowjob practice.

"But you were seriously thinking about Circe-sama."

"Of course. I’m her one and only husband, after all."

The more I conquer Circe, the closer I get to my revenge.

Training her more and earning her trust is only natural.

’Separately, I just can’t resist those tits and that ass.’

Seeing her massive ass and tits jiggle when she walks...

Anyone would want to knock her up.

"...Fine. I don’t know what it is, but I’ll cooperate as much as I can."

"You’ll help, Medea?"

"I’m a witch too, you know. And I’ve assisted Circe-sama before."

Having Medea’s help would be a huge advantage.

No matter how much I’ve learned, my knowledge as a non-witch has its limits.

’Hmm... but I was planning to use this aphrodisiac on Medea.’

Making her create the aphrodisiac that’ll be used on her.

With her own hands.

’Oh, that’s hot.’

Looks like I’ll need to get Medea’s help even more actively.

So I decided to pull Medea into the aphrodisiac development.

Of course, I’ll keep the specifics of how I plan to use it a secret.

If I told her the truth, Medea might actually try to kill me.

***

The aphrodisiac development went smoother than expected.

The witches’ knowledge far exceeded my imagination.

Their immense wealth and magic made rare materials easily accessible.

I reached a point where I could expect some aphrodisiac effects.

The issue was the method of use and the degree of experimentation.

’It’s a shame it hasn’t been developed for oral consumption yet.’

I’d hoped to mix it into water for sneaky dosing or make it a scent that triggers arousal unknowingly.

But with current technology, it’s limited to a topical form applied directly to the skin.

It’s still impressive for arousal, but still.

’If you’re in a relationship where they’d let you apply this to their body or sensitive areas... wouldn’t you not need an aphrodisiac in the first place?’

Various thoughts crossed my mind, but I decided to focus on the achievement of developing it.

First, I’d make it in gel form.

Then improve it step by step.

While I was deeply immersed in research, it happened.

Knock, knock.

"Excuse me."

The door opened with a knock, and someone entered.

It was Circe, my wife and the Great Witch.

Even at a glance, Circe was breathtakingly beautiful.

But my eyes were drawn to her massive tits, bigger than her head.

’Damn, those are some fine breasts today too.’

Especially today, her outfit made them stand out even more.

Circe was wearing a white sleeveless blouse on top and a tight miniskirt below.

’Her breasts are one thing, but her hips and ass are a work of art. In a way, it’s sexier than being naked.’

It was a revealing outfit that reminded me of a corporate woman and it suited Circe perfectly.

’With that face and body, what wouldn’t suit her?’

Who’d believe she’s over three centuries old?

She could pass for a career woman at any company.

"Why, why are you staring like that?"

"You’re just too beautiful. I recommended the outfit, but it really suits you."

"...There you go with your flattery again."

"What can I do when you’re this gorgeous?"

"..Ahem!"

How can someone be so arousing just by existing?

Her breasts, hips, and thighs are just unfair.

"Oh, could you put your hands on your head for me?"

"Hm? Like this?"

Circe struck a light pose.

Thanks to the sleeveless top, her sexy armpits were fully exposed.

"Man, your body is just too hot."

"Stop saying things like that. People will call you shameless. Ahem! Ahem!"

Circe cleared her throat lightly, embarrassed.

But she didn’t seem upset.

No woman hates being called beautiful.

"So, how’s the research going?"

Circe approached me with a warm smile. She felt like a relaxed senior at work.

But the charm of her becoming submissive and moaning at night was another appeal.

"Medea said you’re working on something for me."

"She said that?"

"Yeah, she was actually praising you for once."

’I didn’t expect her to tell Circe directly.’

Medea genuinely believed this research was for Circe. She had no idea I planned to use it on her too.

"Hehe! My husband’s quite sweet. Studying magic and doing research for his wife."

"Compared to your level, it’s just child’s play."

"Don’t say that. All magic develops from such good intentions."

Circe looked at me with affectionate eyes.

So pure, even after being fucked every night.

’Makes me want to fuck her more and taint and corrupt her.’

The desire to train this pure 300-year-old wife and dye her in my colors crept up.

"Hmm, so this is the result of your research?"

Circe asked, looking at the transparent liquid in a beaker.

"Yeah, this is called a gel."

"Gel?"

"It’s something that makes sex smoother."

"Smooth... huh?"

Circe’s expression froze as she turned her head.

"Sex... you said? So, the research for me is...?"

"It’s about making sex feel even better."

"Wh-what does that...?"

Circe stammered, at a loss for words.

My groundbreaking research must have been quite a shock.

"Y-you’re already good at it, so we don’t need this... no, that’s not what I mean...!

Circe shook her head, stumbling over her words.

"Why are you making something like this!"

"To make you feel even better, Circe."

"Feel good in that way...?"

Circe created a fireball in her hand as she spoke.

"This thing should be burned!"

"Whoa, whoa! Calm down!"

I hurriedly grabbed Circe’s arm.

I had the knowledge in my head, but I couldn’t let my hard work go to waste.

"Why? Wouldn’t it be nice for you to have easier, more enjoyable sex?"

"That’s not the point! You said this was for me, but it’s so lewd..."

"You moan like crazy every night when I fuck you, so what’s the big deal?"

"Th-that’s...! Try getting fucked yourself! See if you don’t moan!"

Circe’s ears turned bright red with embarrassment.

Even after blowjobs and anal, she’s still shy about this.

"It really feels good, I swear. Even better than now."

"Better than now? Is that even possible?"

Circe glanced at me. Her expression showed she was intrigued by what I’d said.

I’d been giving her thrilling sex and pleasure every day. Her body was already somewhat addicted to it.

"Of course. Try it, and you’ll change your mind."

"Ugh, mmm..."

Circe started to hesitate.

In times like this, actions speak louder than words.

"Here, this is how you use it."

I applied the gel to my fingers. Then slipped my hand under Circe’s skirt.

"Eek...! Y-you... so suddenly...!"

Squish!

"Haaah!"

Thanks to the gel, my fingers slid in easily.

I rubbed her vaginal walls with my index finger, about two knuckles deep.

Circe’s legs trembled from the pleasure. She reflexively grabbed onto me for support.

"Ngh...! Haa...! W-wait, I didn’t come here for this..."

"You might not have, but I’m always ready to fuck."

I stirred my fingers, heating up Circe’s body.

"Ah... haa...♥"

A sweet note mixed into Circe’s moans.

She might deny it, but she could no longer resist the pleasure I gave her.

’Perfect timing.’

The aphrodisiac effect was still weak, making it essentially just a lubricant.

But since the opportunity was here, I figured I’d test the drug on my Great Witch wife.