Six in the morn' sunshine through the curtains as Ammy stared at the ceiling having woken to the warmth on her skin. She still had Akatsuki's scent in her brain and her ambrosia on her tongue. But the bloody demonic bullshittery of yesterday interrupted them before she got to pound the woman's cheeks. Now the base was on high alert, and she was called away to do watch until three. She probably slept in the barracks, not wanting the night's efforts to have worn them out for today.
Ammy sat up and wished she had a cigarette to take a drag off of and something alcoholic to drink, but alas... she went to her private bathroom and washed her face, brushed her teeth, did a little flossing with the strong and started to brush her hair. A knock at the door drew her attention. She threw on her dressing gown, tied it up and opened the door to a feminine-looking young man.
His cheeks became red cherries at the large amount of cleavage. He awkwardly cleared his throat. "I'm Chelsham, Miss Carbyne, at your service."
She smiled at him, "Come in," and stepped aside while she continued brushing her hair.
"Uh- yes," he said, "Today's operation will be taking place at eleven o'clock. Esther insisted I introduce myself and ask what you want for breakfast."
Ammy-Mel took a ribbon off the dresser and turned to him, "Hmm." She pretended to think while she leaned forward to tie her hair back as his eyes focused on her cleavage, "What are you offering?"
"Well there's gammon—"
She did her best to copy Akatsuki's possessive stare but a bit softer, "You." she repeated, and her eyes found what they were looking for in his trousers. It wasn't too big or too small. Perhaps all men were well-sized in this world.
The flustered man's mouth hung open.
"Do you have chips? Cut up potatoes that are fried?"
"Yes!" he said excitedly, "They're my favourite."
"Good, bring up two portions, eggs, chips, and a few slices of all the meats available downstairs. You'll eat with me. Did anything else come up that I have to attend to?"
"Ah, at nine o'clock you are requested to visit Tolmyr's lab for ability development, he said something about the Nullshade spell."
She nodded, "I'll be waiting." to help myself to your stats...
He bowed and left the room awkwardly.
Nullshade, set an objective to improve the devour skill and estimate how many times it must be used to do so.
Davour Status:
None
Mana: 100%
Stored:
Genitalia augmentation -> lost when used to enhance or add genitalia x5
>>>Bonuses: Girth, length, tightness, wetness, additional musk and production
Continued use of devour will improve the skill further and grant oral enhancements to improve consumption...
Next upgrade estimated: significant devour of a creature, significant usage
Number given: 5 creatures or 1 greater creature or 50 uses on flesh
Consumption of fluids will not improve devour skill
She sat on the bed after she finished the sixty strokes and glanced at the bookshelf she'd been given, books on history, fairy tales and— another knock at the door. She hoped it wouldn't ruin her blissful morning. She pulled up her dressing gown and opened the door to Sabreman with bags under his eyes.
"Good morning, Sabreman," she said gently.
"Akatsuki said to check on you," he looked her up and down, "I'll tell her you're doing well."
"She's still awake?"
"No," he said, "But we're in the same barracks." he handed her a sack, "She says these are samples of that creature you killed earlier, she was allowed to take, you know what to do."
She took it, "Thank you, see you before noon?"
"Nine," he nodded, "I'm going to take a catnap."
"Sleep well," she called after him.
He didn't turn, just waved her goodbye with his back to her. Chelsham rounded the corner with a large tray and another waitress behind him. She smiled at the guy and left the door open, and went into her bathroom to make sure she looked orderly at least. When she entered the room again, they were alone with the door shut.
The man left faster than he arrived.
"Are you certain I should eat with you...?"
"Yes," she said and sat on the bed beside him. Her confidence had grown since last night; she wasn't used to starting the act, but she just had to emulate some of what Akatsuki did. But first, a meal. He could chat to her for a while, so he got comfortable, and then she'd escalate for consent.
Chelsham, ever the dutiful man, so it seemed, placed her tray on her lap and gently gave her the cutlery before he set to his own meal. While she ate, she got to enjoy his gentle features. There were muscles under those button-up shirt sleeves. He was barely taller than her, and his shaggy blonde hair was rich and sheen.
"So, tell me about yourself, Chelsham."
"Yes, my name's Chelsham - you already knew that - I'm twenty-two, I was a culinarian and decided to return to Dorcus city, but when an opportunity to work with miners came up, I left to come here. I've been working at the Seamine Inn for two years."
"I like a man who can cook," she looked to gauge his reaction while she continued to eat. He busied himself staring at his meals when their eyes met briefly. "Tell me about the undead that roam outside the city," she asked.
"Hamala created the undead with help from Sariel," he said, "They're the Elder Qiddish demons."
"Qiddish?"
He shrugged, "A papacy member will know much more... most of us are too busy or just do what is needed."
"Who is Ephem?"
His lips pressed to a line, "An Elder Malikan, she corrupts our lands from deep underground to create dungeons that are meant to force us to slow reclamation of our lands. She consumes life and gives birth to twisted, contorted beings to slaughter us."
Perhaps that was the wrong question... "We'll win," she said, half meaning it, half because of another intent.
"Yes," he said with a sweet smile, "We'll win."
Ammy realised she sucked at flirting and smiled back.
"So, um." his cheeks reddened when his eyes found her cleavage again, "What did you do on your world?"
An opportunity! "Wanna find out?" she leaned in close once she'd finished eating.
The man nearly dropped his fork, "I-If that's alright with you, Miss Carbyne..."
She set his and her trays down on the table. Ushered him to sit back down on the bed and knelt between his legs. She slowly reached for the nice bulge in his trousers and fluttered her eyes, "May I?"
He nodded rapidly with cherry cheeks. Ammy leaned up and kissed both of 'em. Eliciting a whimper of excitement from the guy. She deftly unbuckled his belt and pulled down his hemp trousers to reveal a good six inches and a pair of well-sized balls, too. She leaned in, took a deep breath of his musk and kissed the underside of his cock. Then licked his left nut, sucked on it a little before licking the flesh between and sucking on the right. He smelled delightful, and when she glanced up at him, his eyes were shut as he shivered and twitched with excitement.
Amelia dutifully slaved over the boy's jewels for a time before she ran her tongue from between his balls up to the tip of his cock and lapped up the pre that leaked from his tip, concentrated and thick with more salt than she'd expected.
This boy might just be a virgin...
And she decided she'd claim him as the first man in her harem. She tapped his cock against her tongue to get his attention. Held his eyes as she mimicked Akatsuki's gaze again and went down to take his entire dick into her mouth in one stroke. Then got to bobbing and sucking on him hard to make him cum. Maybe she should milk him like in those videos.... No, not on his first blowjob. She pulled off after about a minute of working his dick after she'd given her quite a lot of salty precum to enjoy and lightly gave him some strokes with her hand while she kissed the flesh just above his penis and then went back to licking his balls.
"Miss Carbyne..."
There's the signal. She took half his dick in her mouth and bobbed. When she felt him throb a few times, she went back to halfway as he shot rope after rope of musky semen in her mouth. She stood up, rested her hands on his thighs to keep him in place, and showed Chelsham his cum in her mouth. Then she swallowed and made sure he fucking knew it.
"Thank you for dessert, Chelsham," and kissed his forehead.
"You didn't have to—"
"Good men get rewarded," she leaned into the crook of his neck and kissed him some more, "If you ever need more, come find me between jobs, alright?"
"Y-yes, Miss Carbyne."
"Go on, I'm sure they're waiting for you downstairs."
Once he'd gone, Ammy pumped her fist. Yes, I can do this. I can have a harem, I can be like Akatsuki with her vicious eyes. She sprawled out on her bed, fuck yes, I get to have anyone I want! She enjoyed the afterglow and felt that she wanted to drag him into bed and ride that guy until he passed out. But work first, earn your keep get the deek. She washed her face and got ready for the day, then shrank her breasts down to C cups for the sake of battle.
Status:
Devour abilities:
Minor pyrokinesis, strictly minor manipulation of flames: 1 hour.
Minor+ agility: 2 hours
Minor+ stamina: 2 hours
Minor+ strength: 2 hours
Stored:
Genitalia augmentation -> lost when used to enhance or add genitalia x5
>>>Bonuses: Girth, length, tightness, wetness, additional musk and production
Reminder, you can use musk production to increase the output of sexual partner(s)
Devour skill will increase the potency of consumption, but not the duration for the next level. Will also include enhancements for consumption.
"You what?" she whispered after she'd put on her gambeson. And can I suck better, yeah?
Yes.
She pumped her fist twice more and left the room once she was calm. The only people moving around in the small hours of the morning were servants and the like. She'd probably be able to join in on Captain Gideon's training if she hustled her way over. Down the stairs, out the door after a thanks to the chefs, as a blushing Chelsham went up to get their kitchenware from her room.
A soldier waited outside with a salute and beckoned for her to follow after him at a run. Gideon had already started, and they were likely waiting.
At the field, she found herself locked in a chain of rigorous flow touch sparring with soldiers who specialised in polearms. She'd gotten an idea of the kind of weapon she fancied to have once the session ended, and they'd think it was ridiculous. But with enough practice with her mass manipulation skill and with enough devouring to add strength... she'd be able to club those demonic creatures to death on her own. Or so she bloody hoped. A strong master made for a reliable harem, not just for pleasure but for safety. She smiled at her own intentions, this world, this life. It was perfect.