Debauchery In A Woman's World

Athena stood there, her eyes still firmly shut, and her hand frozen on Ethan's semi-flaccid cock. It was as if time itself had paused. Beatrix's temporary spell was holding bleeding at bay. However, the warrior woman with years of experience in battle wounds knew it was not for long.

On the other hand, disgust boiled in Athena's stomach at the thought of exposing her breasts to this perverted boy. Did he plan all of this to get a glimpse of her naked bust? No, that wasn't possible. She must be getting paranoid because of her injury.

"Fine," she muttered through gritted teeth. Her voice was barely above a whisper. "But if you so much as touch me…!"

Ethan's heart leaped in his chest, realizing his plan had succeeded. However, he made no audible celebration. Inwardly, he was ecstatic. 'Jackpot,' he thought, his mind racing with imagination.

This Amazon woman, this unbreakable force of nature, was about to bare herself for him. It was like every harem fantasy he had read on Earth coming to life, but gropable and tangible this time.

Athena stood to her full six-foot height. Her hands trembled as she reached for the hem of her dress. With a deep, shuddering breath, she slowly pulled the top down. The fabric slid over her skin like a reluctant curtain.

Jiggle! Her massive breasts spilled free into the night. They were enormous, easily the largest Ethan had seen in this world or his old one. Better than any pornstar he had jerked off to.

Athena's breasts were full, round orbs that defied gravity despite their size. They were capped with wide, rosy areolas and pert nipples that hardened instantly in the cool evening air.

The skin was flawless, a creamy shade, like marble sculpted by a maestro. The warrior woman dropped her dress. Her breasts jiggled slightly with her every breath. They were heavy yet firm, the kind of boobs that could smother a man and make him thank the gods for it.

"Gods, they are perfect," Ethan thought, subconsciously raising his hands to grab them. Athena's tits were begging to be touched. This is what heaven looks like. But the boy controlled his actions, instead directing the energy inside.

The sight was instantaneous magic for his dick. Ethan's member, which he'd been deliberately holding back, surged to life like a cruise missile. It twitched and swelled, growing rigid in seconds, and throbbing with urgent need.

The enhanced length and girth from his earlier pill made it an imposing sight. Too bad the warrior woman couldn't see it.

Athena, her eyes still closed, became impatient. "Did it work? How long do I have to do this?"

Ethan grabbed her hand and put it over his penis. She gasped, wondering what the hell was in her hand all of a sudden. The boy she considered a little prince had a massive erection—longer and thicker than any she had imagined in her warrior tales of conquest and punishment.

It was hot and pulsed with vitality. Athena's cheeks flushed a deep crimson, and she began stroking Ethan abruptly. The boy groaned, his arousal hitting sky levels within seconds. After all, the warrior girl's massive boobs swung like pendulums before his eyes. Was he in heaven?

A strange arousal stirred between Athena's legs. Her breasts swelled even further, giving Ethan a better spectacle than ever.

Athena's mind went foggy. The combination of weakness from the wound and this unexpected heat made her knees buckle. She stumbled forward, keeling over Ethan like a felled tree.

"Whoa!" the Cromwell heir exclaimed. His hands shot up instinctively to grab her waist. He steadied her, but in doing so, pulled her closer. Her enormous breasts smothered his face, enveloping him in soft, warm flesh.

It was like being buried in the world's most luxurious pillows. The mammary silky skin pressed against his cheeks, and Athena's feminine scent filled his nostrils.

Ethan's muffled breaths blew hot against her cleavage. 'This is it,' he thought blissfully. 'Smothered by Amazon tits. If I die now, it's worth it.'

Athena's nipples brushed his lips accidentally, sending jolts of electricity through both of them. She gasped, her hand still loosely gripping his penis.

In her daze, the warrior girl resumed jerking him off. Her movements were sluggish and erratic, making for a rather unique hand job.

Black spots danced in her vision even with her eyes closed. She pumped Ethan weakly, her calloused palm sliding up and down the shaft. However, her strength faded fast.

With a soft whimper, she stumbled back, releasing his penis as she collapsed onto the ground.

Ethan was at the peak of his orgasm. He wasn't about to let the moment slip away. As the climax arrived, he knelt before Athena and angled his hips just right. The cum spray came in powerful spurts.

Ropes of thick spooge arched through the air. Some landed on her exposed breasts, splattering across the creamy mounds and dripping down the mammary curves.

Other shots hit her face, leaving streaks across her cheeks, lips, and chin. Athena lay there, dazed and semi-conscious.

Ethan let the moment last for a while, capturing the topless Athena with a facial. He knew the scene would be saved to his system gallery, and he could rewatch it later.

Now, it was time to fulfill his responsibility as a team member. Quick as a flash, Ethan scooped up the cum from her breasts and face with his fingers, gathering as much as he could.

Gently but firmly, the boy parted her lips and stuffed the sticky load into her mouth. In her delirious state, Athena licked it clean, and the cum dripped down her throat.

Within seconds, a soft glow emanated from her wound. The gash on her back began healing itself, the flesh knitting together seamlessly. Athena's color returned as strength flooded back into her limbs.

Athena's eyes fluttered open fully, now that both the injury and the arousal were gone. She looked down at herself, then at Ethan, realizing what horror had happened.

"You... you disgusting pervert! What did you do to me?" she snarled, wiping at her face and breasts, horrified by the remnants of sticky cum.

"I'll cut off your dick, you bastard!" she raged.

Before she could rise or strike, Ethan acted fast. "Ghost Hands!"

Four phantom limbs, more powerful than ever, shot out from him. They pinned Athena's arms and legs to the ground. She was strong enough to fight off a dozen Orcs, but right now her HP was low.

Ethan retrieved the small vial of memory potion Beatrix had prepared earlier. It was a short-term amnesia brew. The boy opened the warrior woman's mouth wide and emptied the vial inside.

Athena sputtered but swallowed the potion reflexively. It took effect almost immediately.

While the amnesia brew worked its magic, erasing the last twenty minutes from her mind, Ethan moved with efficiency. Using the pond water and a scrap of cloth, he quickly cleaned Athena's naked upper body.

The Cromwell heir wiped away any traces of cum from her skin, face, and chest. Then, he pulled her dress top back up, covering her magnificent breasts with a twinge of regret.

Finally, Ethan dressed himself, pulling up his pants and straightening his clothes.

By the time Athena stirred again, she was delirious but healed, sitting up with a confused expression. "What... happened?" she murmured, touching her back where the wound had been. There was no pain and no blood—just smooth skin.

Ethan helped her to her feet like a gentleman, supporting her arm. "You passed out from the blood loss," he said smoothly, leading her back to the camp. "But you're healed now. I assure you no boundaries were crossed between us."

"Okay… Thank you…" she murmured shyly.

They returned to Beatrix, who was still by the fire, stirring the stew with a wary eye. Athena slumped against the tree again, rubbing her temples. "I feel... strange. But the wound's gone."

Beatrix examined her, both physically and magically. "It's true. The injury is completely healed!"

Thinking hard for a moment, the witch shot Ethan a suspicious glance. 'Something is off,' she thought, but remained silent.

The boy had saved Athena's life, after all. Grateful for the outcome, she nodded. "Thank you, Count Cromwell. We owe you one. Let's eat and move on."

They shared a simple dinner around the fire. Athena ate like a hog as if she had been starving for centuries. Ethan savored the stew. Inwardly, he replayed the sex scene like porn on his system with a smug satisfaction.

As the stars emerged overhead, they packed up the camp. Beatrix doused the fire with a wave, and they set off on the path to Gulchtown.

As they trudged on, an anomaly bugged Ethan. The Dominus spiral did not appear on Athena, even though she consumed his semen. Something went wrong.