Xenia and Quan were standing near the entrance to the dimly lit room, far away from the bed where he now y. They were speaking in low tones, but their voices carried across the space like a prayer through a crypt.

  “That was very impressive for your first match as a junior, Quan, or should I say ‘Queen Quan.’ I saw your form, you’ve greatly improved since our st lesson together.”

  “That’s King Quan. Yes, I have improved in ways you cannot understand, Stratega. I’ve picked up a few tricks at the Hall of Mages. Don’t worry, nothing illegal… just something that helps me handle women who are intent on fucking me.”

  “Oooo…” Linhart could hear the lust enter her voice, “Maybe you can show me your tricks first hand. After all, I am more intent on fucking that dick of yours than any other woman at this Academy.”

  “Yes, but…” he replied with a hint of jealousy, “It looks like you have a new freshman to fuck. With an absurdly big dick, at that.”

  Xenia ughed lightly, “Linhart is too big for his body weight, isn’t he?”

  He responded with hurt in his voice, “Why? Is it because I’m not the youngest anymore? Was I repced so easily?”

  “No, Quan.” Xenia pleaded, “It’s not like that. You’re still my pretty little carnation. There’s something strange and magical about Linhart, but he could never take your pce…”

  There was a long pause, and Linhart thought they had left. But then he heard the sound of smacking lips and desperate breathing and he knew they had simply moved on from their discussion and were now wrestling each other’s clothes off. Xenia's horniness was coming through the bond just as strong as when she kissed him.

  With great effort, Linhart raised his upper body off the medical bed to look around the room. He realized now that he was one of many Fighters who id recovering in this darkened room. All around him, beds were occupied by bodies. The sound of heavy breathing, wheezing, mumbling filled his ears.

  On the bed next to him, Serapha was lying unconscious. Her hand was extended across the space between them, as though she had been reaching for him when she passed out. Her not-yet-healed face and body were battered far beyond when he'd st seen her. What had happened to her after he'd passed out? Her broken gsses were discarded on the table between them. The sight of her in this state was heart-breaking.

  On his other side, the little pink-haired pervert y sleeping. Pixie’s body was in good shape. She too was naked, and Linhart could see that her perky tits weren’t injured in any way, and her milky white skin was rgely free of bruises from head to toe. Why did she get off so easily?

  Looking around, he saw Lollipop, Sunny, Glitter, Poppy, all three of the professional girls, and two of the muscly boys. The only Fighter that wasn’t lying here recovering was Quan!

  “Wait…” Xenia’s voice broke into his thoughts, and he registered her feeling of surprise, “Linhart is awake, I can feel him.”

  “Nooo, Stratega Xenia!” Quan whined, “You didn’t bond with him too, did you?”

  “Wait here.”

  Xenia crossed the space between her and the bed in an instant. Linhart’s eyes widened as he got to see her again close up. She was so gorgeous! Her elegant face, her bronzed skin, and her high cheek bones. She was within inches of him. Her eyes were full of concern, but his focus went to her outfit, which was in disarray. Her enormous breasts were hanging out.

  “You have another boy.”

  “Linhart, my little flower.” Xenia whispered to him, pnting a kiss on his forehead and each of his cheeks. “You’ve been through a great shock and you haven’t been eating. You’ve got to sleep to recover.”

  “And he has one of these…” Linhart y back and held up his ID bracer.

  “That’s right.” Xenia said soothingly, “I’ll expin it all to you soon, but for now you’ve got to open your mouth for me.”

  Linhart obeyed. He opened his mouth, and Xenia poured a satchel of powder in. It tasted bitter and his mouth was so dry that it just sat there in a bitter pile on his tongue.

  He had to abandon the idea of Xenia being only his. Would she still be his when he wakes up? Quan is Queen… no King of the Ring. Maybe she would throw him away for the stronger Fighter.

  To his surprise, Xenia’s lips connected with his, and Linhart felt a flow of liquid enter his mouth. Was she pouring water from her mouth to his? Linhart took this opportunity to squeeze her big breasts and kiss her delectable lips, while she administered the fluid twice more. As his consciousness floated away, he heard her say…

  “Sleep now, my magical Utility boy.”

  * * * * * * * * *

  Linhart slept for a very long time after that. He had vivid dreams. Sexual dreams. Dreams that he was having sex with Xenia, Pixie, Poppy. Hell, even Lollipop made an appearance in his dream, kneeling over his prone body, sucking on his lips with inhuman strength, pumping her rock-hard pussy up and down until he blew a load deep inside of her.

  He knew that there were people around him, watching him and monitoring his recovery, but the faces and voices were lost in a fog of sleep.

  Sometimes, the miasma withdrew and Linhart was a little coherent.

  There was Niels, seated on a wooden stool beside him, the no-nonsense Healer who had saved him from Poppy the first time. He was spoon-feeding him soup and speaking in hushed tones.

  “... got to get you out of here. You’ll never recover with this terrible treatment.”

  He faded away again.

  * * * * * * * * *

  Next, he opened his eyes to the sight of Serapha standing over him. Her face was entirely healed, and a healthy color had returned to her cheeks. She was wearing the broken gsses, and her eyes looked very concerned… Why was she so worried?

  “... Get away from him, young dy,” Xenia’s voice floated to him, “He needs his rest to recover.”

  Linhart tried to say something, but his lips were covered by something warm and pleasant. Was she kissing him? Sleep overtook him.

  * * * * * * * * *

  He jolted awake suddenly.

  There was someone new standing over him. She was examining his body. Her long narrow face and thick gsses gave the impression of a researcher who spends hours poring over books, but her overall appearance was refined and exquisite beauty. Her thick bck hair fell in yers down past her shoulders, and her robes hung open enough that Linhart got a deep view of her cleavage.

  “I see what you mean by impressive,” she said methodically to someone else in the room, “But what does this have to do with your sudden skill in Utility magic?”

  “Just wait, you can see for yourself, but you need to get him hard first. It won’t take long.” It was Xenia’s voice. She was standing somewhere nearby, out of Linhart’s sight.

  A single candle was burning, lighting the immediate space, and the only thing that Linhart could see was the enchanting profile of this tall, willowy, and busty Stratega. Who was this beautiful and mysterious new woman? The sigil she wore was for the Utility css. He had never seen her before.

  “He loves boobs. Whether it’s touch or sight, he gets an erection almost instantly. Even quicker if he has a boob in his mouth.”

  “Really?” the woman’s serious look was repced with a tiny smile, “Well, if it’ll help the process along…”

  She pulled at her robes, letting the front fall open. Her firm breasts hung heavily on her statuesque body. The nipples poked out like pretty little toppings on her rge areo, Her body looked unnaturally thin for how big her breasts were, but his overall impression was a lean beauty that men would kill for. The woman’s thin red lips smiled widely now.

  He felt a warm, skilled set of fingers close around his dick. They pyed with the end, stimuting him first fast then slower, turning her hand this way and that. She leaned closer and opened her mouth, letting a single strand of saliva fall from her lips. It stretched from her mouth, hanging closer and closer, down to his waiting member. The shimmering strand snapped halfway down and he felt the impact on his dick like a sensual drop of water.

  “The monster is awakening.” she spoke, staring at his lower regions. Then her gaze moved upwards to his face. “Why hello, are you waking up now? That may make things easier for me.”

  She leaned over his head, and Linhart’s view was completely obscured by the big boob that hung in front of his face. “Suck on this.”

  “Wait, Octavia. Before you proceed I should put him back to sleep.”

  “Nonsense, Xenia.” The woman ughed, “We’re going to have to study this boy both awake and asleep. Let me get to know him. What’s your name, darling?”

  “Linhart.” he replied weakly.

  He was face to face with this woman now, and he found her just as gorgeous as Xenia, but in a different way. Whereas Xenia’s face and body conveyed health and power, this woman’s face and body was the peak of bookishness and femininity. He felt like she was a personal tutor who had come to teach him about sex.

  “It’s so nice to meet you, Linhart,” she breathed in his ear, “Please do me a favour and give me a sample of your semen?”

  “Well, since you asked so nicely -” Linhart’s weak retort was cut off by the woman’s lips and she fixed him with a long and passionate kiss. His barely conscious head swam as his body reacted to this sexy new development. He felt her fingers working his dick at a steady pace. He was fully erect by this time, and his precum was spilling out all over her hand, which she caught with her fingers and spread all over his gns, lubricating her up and down action.

  She broke off the kiss and smiled at him. She was looking just as horny as he felt. “Thank you, Linhart,” she gasped, “I want to drink your semen down into my tummy. Is that okay with you?”

  Linhart nodded, her eyes appeared even bigger through the thickness of her gsses. Her pale cheeks were flushed and her breath was coming quickly. “Please kiss me some more, Miss.”

  The woman sealed his mouth again. Her lips caressed his own, but this time her tongue reached out, exploring his mouth. It ran over his gums and teeth, like she was examining him inside and out. She broke contact again and gasped.

  “My name is Stratega Octavia. But since we’re already so friendly with each other, you can call me Octavia.”

  “Octavia,” Linhart still felt weak, but his blood was pumping quickly now, “Your boobs, they’re so lovely. Let me feel your boobs.”

  Octavia’s smile spread across her face, and she pulled her robes completely off her shoulders, exposing her magnificent chest in its entirety. Her shoulders were pale and narrow, but she moved her heavy breasts back and forth teasingly and offered them to his grasping hand.

  Linhart felt around the soft surfaces of her huge tits, measuring their girth and esticity. He stuck it in his mouth and sucked on her nipple, excited by the way it stiffened with attention. All the time, her hand continued stroking and pumping his dick, gently but with varying speeds. In just a few minutes, he felt his cum rising up in his balls.

  “I’m cumming, Octavia,” he groaned, releasing her tit from his mouth, he squeezed it gently in his hand.

  Octavia wasted no time in switching from a hand-job to a blow-job. Her thin lips seized on the end of his dick, but she could barely fit its girth in her mouth. She struggled for a few seconds, trying to force the meatstick deeper, but couldn’t do it.

  Linhart was still massaging her amazing boobs. Watching such a refined and dignified woman struggle with his dick in her mouth was too much for him. His cum spurted out into her mouth and it kept on coming.

  Octavia was swallowing it down as well as she could, but the load was too much for her and she began to choke. Dropping the dick from her mouth, she was coughing and spitting out her mouthful. A big glob of semen mixed with her spit fell from her mouth and nded on his crotch. Thick, glowing cum continued to spurt out, messing up her face.

  “No, damnit!” Xenia cursed. Her heart-shaped face and busty form appeared from somewhere, and she was immediately gobbling down on his dick. Taking the whole length in, she opened her throat like a pro and swallowed it down to his balls.

  She held her head there for a long while, her jaw looked like it had detached like a snake's, and her face was turning red. Her throat was bulging with the shape of his gns deep down her throat. Before she pulled her head back off, she slid his shaft in and out, resting it in the depths of her mouth, coughing and wheezing around the obstruction. Then she pumped her head up and down, easing it in and out a few more times, before she seemed satisfied enough to release his dick from her mouth. It was coated with her spit and his cum, which she licked nimbly up and swallowed again. She then turned and gave Octavia a displeased look. She opened her mouth wide, sticking out her elegant tongue, showing how all was clean. When had she learned how to do that?

  “Don’t waste a drop of it.” she said, Her eyes were all seriousness. As if to prove her point, she lowered her mouth to his body and began slurping up the cum that Octavia had spit out.