❤️ Chapter 21 – Corruption of a Maiden – Part 2 (R18)

"Host's semen was fully delivered into the target's magical core. The corruption process will begin shortly!" The Gem's mechanical voice cut through the silence in my head. As my cum got absorbed into her womb, the dark violet aura around her flared brilliantly. Her magical girl transformation was triggered with a flowing wave of twilight energy. A new costume draped itself over her naked form: a long, elegant dress of deep, dark purple, with shimmering silver embroidery like constellations. It was cut low, revealing the full curve of her breasts, sensual and incredibly powerful. The compassionate teacher was reborn as a dark, life-giving goddess. "Congratulations," I said, running my hands through her hair. Chiyoko lets out a soft, contented sigh, her body boneless and pliant beneath me. Her curse was broken. Her new life had begun. A soft, contented sigh escaped her. She reached up and gently caressed my cheek. When her eyes opened, they weren't brown anymore. They were a deep, captivating violet. "It's beautiful," she whispered. "I feel whole and satisfied, for the first time in ten years. Thank you, my Master." "Your new outfit is just as lewd as I expected, horny Chiyoko." I extend my hand to feel her thighs through the slit. My teasing only made her blush, a warm, happy flush. "Horny... I suppose I am? Is that a bad thing, Master? It feels wonderful." She looks down at her new magical attire, at the way it clings to her curves and reveals her skin. "If this is what the darkness looks like... then I am happy to wear it. Especially if it pleases you, Master." Her voice was still gentle, but now it was layered with a new, husky confidence. This was Dark Cherish, my healer. She reached for my cock again, her intentions obvious. A decade was a long time to wait. "Oh? Still not satisfied, horny Chiyoko?" I teased. "Your turn to take it yourself, then." I got off her and lay back on the bed. "And tell me about your new powers." A slow, sensual smile spread across her lips. "Satisfied? Master, I've been starving for a decade. This is just the first course." The meekness is gone, replaced by the quiet confidence of a woman who knows what she wants and, for the first time, is allowed to take it. With a grace that was both regal and predatory, she moved on top of me. She straddled my hips, her full breasts swaying as she looked down at me like a goddess claiming her prize. "As for my power... it's so different now." "Before, it was a gentle light I had to beg for. A borrowed thing." She leaned down, guiding my cock inside her with a wet slickness. "But now... ah... Master... now, it feels like it's mine. It's not just healing. It's life itself. I can make flowers bloom in an instant... or make a cancer wither and die in a person's body." She gasped as she took my full length, her body already eager. She began to ride me with a slow, grinding rhythm. "But it's not selfless anymore. It needs a catalyst. It's fueled by... this." She moaned, her pace quickening. "By love. By desire and lust. The more I feel, the more pleasure I take, the stronger my healing becomes." Her words were staggering. Her power was now literally tied to her pleasure. To save a life, she must indulge in the very acts that were once forbidden to her. "I could bring a man back from the brink of death, Master... just by having an orgasm." "And right now, Master..." she whispered, her voice a low, husky purr, "I feel powerful enough to heal the entire world." "Sounds like a pain in the ass," I smirked, groaning as I grabbed her breasts roughly and thrust up from below. "I would have to fuck you senseless every time our team needs healing." Dark Cherish threw her head back and laughed, a rich, throaty sound of pure joy. "'A pain in the ass? Oh, my dear Master. I think that sounds perfect." She moaned as I gripped her, meeting my thrusts with a powerful downward grind of her own. "Yes, just like that! Don't you see? The more selfish I am, the more pleasure I take, the more I can give to others. It's the most beautiful paradox." Her breathing becomes ragged, her movements more frantic. She is chasing her release with a single-minded, desperate intensity. "I need it, Master! Give me more! Make me stronger!" Her power flared around her, a swirling, vibrant aura of dark violet. I felt a wave of pure vitality wash over me, erasing my fatigue. While taking in pleasure, she was also using it to heal and empower me. It's a wonderful feedback loop of carnal magic. "I'm cumming, again! Cum inside me, Master. Give me the child you promised!" With a final, shared scream, she collapsed onto my chest, her body shuddering with a massive, power-infused orgasm. I erupted inside her again, my own climax amplified by her magic. She lay on top of me, panting, her head nestled in the crook of my neck. The healer had been healed. The lonely saint had found her new religion, lust.