Chapter 80 Cow-Like Breasts and Ass

After teaching her for an hour, I figured it out.

This dragon’s kind of a blockhead.

’The classic type who relies solely on raw mana and acts cocky.’

She uses mana so recklessly that her circuits keep getting messed up.

No wonder her magic doesn’t work properly.

An average mage might get away with it.

But for a dragon with an absurd amount of mana, it’s a real problem.

"This is pretty bad."

"Sh-shut up! It’s because I’m just too exceptional."

"...That’s not entirely wrong, I guess."

To pull off such a polymorph with such shoddy mana control.

It’s gotta be the result of sheer effort.

Maybe her actual talent is just average.

It’s just that my standards are high from dealing with witches like Circe.

"How long did it take you to master polymorphing naturally?"

"...About 50 years, maybe."

"Aha."

In human terms, that’s practically a lifetime.

She spent that long and her horns still keep changing shape due to instability?

"Well, from what I see, your magic skills themselves aren’t the issue."

"R-really?"

"It’s just unstable and fails. The circuits are functioning, after all."

With her innate abilities and the years she’s lived, she’s probably better than the average witch at basic magic use.

"The problem is precise mana control. Without controlling that, it’s all meaningless."

"But my dragon heart keeps going wild..."

"Then let’s study how to tame it."

As a human, I had plenty to teach about mana control.

’Witches and other long-lived species are naturally good at handling mana.’

Humans, on the other hand, need talent and years of practice to manage it.

That means I’m well-versed in both theory and experience.

So, I ended up giving an extra hour of lessons.

’I need to show some decent results to earn her trust.’

Morgan hasn’t fully opened her body or heart to me yet.

My plan is to gain her trust first, then slowly condition her to submit to me.

This is just the groundwork for that.

You’ve gotta build some rapport before you get to the good stuff, right?

"Phew, shall we call it a day for now?"

I said after the lesson.

Morgan, who had been deeply focused, let out a heavy sigh.

"...Yeah, studying after so long is giving me a headache."

Surprisingly, Morgan wasn’t a fan of studying.

Magic is one thing, but she doesn’t seem to enjoy learning in general.

’Considering her arrogant dragon personality, that’s not surprising.’

In that sense, it’s impressive that she humbled herself to ask for my teaching.

Swallowing her pride to make that request is a big deal.

Anyway, the lesson was pretty much over.

I stood up and looked at Morgan.

"So, time to pay up, right?"

"Hmph! Such a mood-killer."

Morgan let out a light scoff.

Then, she subtly pushed her chest forward, teasingly.

"You want my body that badly, huh?"

"Like I said before, your figure is pretty damn irresistible to a guy."

"What a lustful beast."

Her bratty taunts didn’t faze me.

I’ve been toughened up by Medea’s disdainful glares.

"Fine, a deal’s a deal."

Morgan slowly stood up.

By the way, she was wearing a revealing black dress.

It was so skimpy that undoing one strap would make it fall off completely.

’She didn’t come naked like last time, huh.’

I still vividly remember her strutting in confidently without even panties.

Did she have a change of heart because it’s daytime?

’Well, I get to enjoy a strip show, so it’s all good.’

Seeing a beauty’s naked body is always great, but there’s a special thrill in watching her clothes slowly come off, revealing her bit by bit.

Especially with a knockout figure like Morgan’s?

The arousal from watching her undress is intense.

"...Hmph."

For some reason, Morgan moved her hands very slowly.

She gently slid the straps off her shoulders.

The dress lost its hold and slipped down.

Revealing a matching set of black lingerie.

The lacy design and her curvy hips were captivating.

The lines of her breasts and hips were downright explosive.

’Even supported by lingerie, they’re that huge? Her body’s unreal.’

Her lush red hair reached down to her waist.

Paired with her slim waist and jutting hips, it was a fantasy body only possible in a world like this.

"...You’ve been staring since earlier."

"Nervous?"

"Hah! As if."

"Right, a dragon getting nervous over a human staring would be weird."

"Tch."

Morgan defiantly unhooked her bra.

Her massive breasts bounced free, drawn by gravity.

"Wow."

I couldn’t help but let out a gasp of awe.

The dynamic movement was almost moving.

"..."

Morgan glanced at me and moved her hands to her panties.

Unlike the bold way she removed her bra, she was much more careful pulling off her panties, sliding them down her legs.

"Phew."

But it was just a single piece of fabric.

It didn’t take long to remove.

Morgan’s naked body was fully exposed.

’What a killer body.’

Partial exposure, teasingly hidden by clothes or lingerie, is nice.

But for a body as stunning as Morgan’s, full nudity is the most arousing.

Her massive mana reserves, proving her dragon nature.

Her plump, eye-catching ass perfect for doggy style.

Her breasts and hips were so disproportionate to her face and frame that they felt almost unreal.

’Bet it’d feel amazing to pound her.’

Unlike Circe, a dragon’s body is incredibly sturdy.

She could probably handle some rough play.

Of course, I can’t dive into rough stuff right away.

I need to tame her slowly, making sure she feels the pleasure fully.

"Hmph, this is the second time I’m naked in this room."

Perhaps self-conscious, Morgan covered her large breasts, specifically her nipples, with her arms.

But those breasts were too big to be hidden like that.

It only accentuated their size and softness, pressing her flesh together.

It was probably an unconscious action, but it was proof her body vividly remembered yesterday’s pleasure.

’Long-lived species are surprisingly weak to pleasure.’

Living for centuries without knowing real pleasure or men?

Once they experience overwhelming pleasure, their minds can’t handle it.

"Looks good. Your body’s so captivating, it’s a treat to look at."

"...Planning to fondle my breasts like yesterday?"

"Nah, doing the same thing as yesterday would be boring."

I smirked and pointed to the bed.

I laid a towel lightly over it.

"Why don’t you lie face-down on it?"

"...Face-down?"

"It’d be uncomfortable to just sit there like yesterday."

Morgan tilted her head but followed my instructions. She lay her stunning body down on the bed.

’Damn, just lying down and she’s already incredible.’

Her cow-like breasts kept her stomach slightly off the bed.

Her round ass was on full display, insanely arousing.

How good would it feel to grab those breasts while pounding her from behind?

With assets like that, you’d never worry about feeding a kid.

’If it were Circe or Diana, I’d spank that ass right now.’

But going straight to spanking would be a bit much.

Even if she’s bound by a contract, I can’t forget she’s a dragon.

"Th-this way, you can’t touch my breasts. Is that okay?"

"It’s fine. Breasts aren’t the main focus today."

I already taught her breast pleasure yesterday.

Today, I’m going to develop her overall erogenous zones.

’I’m curious to see which parts she’s most sensitive to.’

Ultimately, she’ll feel it everywhere—pussy, breasts, mouth, even anal.

But there’s gotta be a weak spot she feels the most.

"If not the breasts, then where are you touching?"

"If I had to say, mostly your hips, but your whole body too."

I pulled out a bottle of transparent liquid.

’Been a while since I used this.’

It’s a derivative of the aphrodisiac gel I developed before.

I’ve made a lot of progress refining aphrodisiacs over time.

The topical version is already perfected.

I’m also working on ingestible and perfume-like versions.

"...What’s that?"

"Massage oil. It helps you relax when applied."

"A massage out of nowhere? Wasn’t my body your goal?"

"It’s no fun if I’m the only one enjoying it. I want you to like it too."

"Hmph~ That’s a commendable attitude."

Morgan smiled, as if impressed. She probably thinks I’m preparing some kind of service for her.

’Well, technically, it is a service.’

Even that haughty elf succumbed to this.

Now she practically dies of joy when I offer a massage.

’Since it’s her first time, I’ll go slow and not too intense.’

I dripped a few drops of oil onto her hips and lower back.

"Eek...!"

Was she startled by the feel of liquid on her skin?

Morgan trembled slightly.

"Feel weird?"

"No, it’s nothing."

"Relax. You’ll feel good and relaxed in no time."

I coated my hands with the aphrodisiac oil.

I planned to let it slowly seep into her body.

By the end of the massage, Morgan would already be fully aroused.

"Alright, here we go."

I started by gently sliding my hands over her captivating, plump ass.

The firm, elastic cheeks felt incredibly soft as they moved under my touch.

"Hnnngggh..."

At the same time, a sultry moan escaped Morgan’s lips.