Chapter 145

It was, indeed, something flashier. Coincidentally, it was another weapon—a magical casting implement just like Liz had received, though in this case, not a wand. Nor a crystal ball, like what Ana would typically wield.

Nor, indeed, a weapon in any traditional sense.

“Oh,” Ana said. “That is ... quite strange.”

“Strange,” Natalie repeated flatly. “That’s the understatement of the year.”

Liz’s wand, at least, had changed into lewd form through a ‘form shift’. This spellcasting weapon, on the other hand, seemed to be an item with a more static presentation.

Expanding Nexus Gem

Rare

Lv. 2

Effects

- Arcane Reservoir. Mana can be stored inside the Expanding Nexus Gem and later drawn upon. When the Nexus Gem is overfilled, maximum capacity and physical size grow.

- The Nexus Gem can only be used when inserted by someone other than the wearer.

- Maximum capacity can only be increased while unequipped.

- Moderate increase to magical Furor.

Description

A hands-free primary weapon made of smooth steel and capped with a sparkling gemstone. When the gem is emptied of mana, it has a dull, clear appearance. Filled at maximum capacity, the gem will glow a pale, lustrous blue.

“This is absurd,” Natalie said.

“I agree,” Ana replied instantly. “An item that increases mana pool? With a persistent moderate Furor boost? That isn’t a weapon that remotely deserves to be called a ‘level two’ weapon. How is it so strong?”

“Strong,” Natalie said. “That’s what you’re focused on.”

Ana paused. “The method of equipping is, admittedly, odd,” she conceded. “But I already agreed with you there. And yes—it’s strength is the more astounding feature. Plus, from a practical standpoint, that it can be wielded hands-free is objectively good.”

Was Ana joking? Messing with her again?

“Though the fact I can’t insert it myself does make it less convenient,” Ana said. “The logistics could be an issue, especially in sudden spars or other events hosted at the Academy.” She tilted her head. “Perhaps the solution is to always leave it in.”

Natalie stared at her. There wasn’t much else to do in a situation like this, with Ana delivering sentences like that.

“I wonder how much it grows, too,” Ana continued, either oblivious or uncaring about Natalie’s incredulity. Or maybe intentionally playing it up. Natalie really couldn’t tell when it came to this girl. “I don’t have any experience with that sort of insertion, so hopefully not too much. At least it looks manageable as it stands.” She eyed the buttplug. “Somewhat. It’s rather large, even for a starting point.” She held a hand out. “Let me see?”

Natalie mutely handed it to her. Ana turned the item over, then held the buttplug up and inspected it closely. She chewed her lip.

“Yes, it’s going to be a tight fit. At least we were given lube. Think you can help?”

“Help?”

“I’m obviously going to equip it,” Ana said matter-of-factly. “And the description says I can’t put it in myself if I want its effects. So.”

“You want me to plug you.”

“Need you to plug me,” Ana corrected. She paused. “Though ‘want’ would also be accurate. I realize these situations we’re being put in are awkward, but I am having fun. Maybe that’s worth making clear, considering our circumstances.”

Natalie’s head started to hurt. Why did she have to deliver that reassurance in such a monotone way?

As for the request itself. Plugging Ana. As a matter of necessity. Helping her equip her new weapon.

It was always one thing after the other with the dungeon, wasn’t it?

“Okay. Yeah. Sure. Whatever. It’s a good weapon, so let’s get it in you.” Ana had asked, after all, and who was Natalie to protest her unwavering resolve for practicality? “Do you want to fill it up with mana first? Since you can only do so while it’s out.”

“No. Better to see how I handle it at this size. And it doesn’t say I can’t fill it while it’s in me—only overfill it, to make it stronger. If I had to guess, because each new upgrade should come with a challenge.”

“Yeah. Right.” Ana had paid more attention to the details than her. Natalie, personally, had been struggling to accept her new reality—no matter how often, and in how many ways, the dungeon shoved it in her face.

Ana unceremoniously handed the item back. “Okay. Then, thanks for the help.”

“Just being a good teammate,” Natalie said, feeling ridiculous. She sat down. “Here, get onto my lap. Easier.”

Natalie patted her thigh, and without hesitation, Ana laid herself onto Natalie’s lap, her butt sticking up. Ana’s cock—obviously hard from anticipation—pulsed heat in Natalie’s leg, sandwiched between her thigh and Ana’s stomach. Natalie did her best to ignore it.

And, at Ana’s naked body being so close to her again, she tried not to think about how amazing Ana’s cock had felt stuffed down her throat, the noises she’d made while spilling seed straight into her stomach. Seeing how the girl was naked on her lap, asking to be plugged, it wasn’t easy. Natalie desperately fought away her temptations for a round two.

Accepting her fate, Natalie uncorked the potion of cleaning lubricant, then poured some of the thick, slippery liquid onto her fingers. She looked down at Ana’s ass. Or, her own ass. Natalie had known in an abstract way that she had a nice butt, but getting to admire it from an outside perspective was ... different. That, also, she tried not to think about—also to little success. How perverted was it that she couldn’t stamp down arousal at seeing her own butt? Gods, this was all so weird.

She wondered what it would feel like. Despite having her cock stolen, a phantom urge to have her weapon wrapped around a hot, tight hole coursed through her, seeing Ana laid across her with her ass sticking up. Except, it was her ass.

She seriously couldn’t deal with this. Not that she had much of a choice.

Finally, Natalie brought her lubricated fingers to Ana’s asshole. She rubbed the liquid around, teasing her entrance. Ana shivered at the cool sensation—or maybe more at Natalie’s fingers caressing her. A sigh escaped the other girl, which Natalie ignored. She was already melting from this very unfortunate—or very fortunate—encounter, and she couldn’t admit, even to herself, just how aroused she was.

Slowly, Natalie worked the lubricant around Ana’s asshole, then slid a finger in, expanding the tight hole. Another noise of either pleasure and surprise escaped Ana, this time joined with a wiggle of her hips. Natalie felt nearly dizzy with her mounting arousal. Her reservations started to melt away—or any conscious thought at all. She had a cute girl—wearing her body, sure, but a cute girl nonetheless—on her lap, about to be filled up with a buttplug, and Natalie’s brain was determined to enjoy the experience despite all of the oddities surrounding it.

She toyed around with Ana, wiggling her finger in, coating her insides with cleaning lubricant. A second finger joined the first, drawing another noise and another little wiggle of her hips. Natalie swirled around, then tugged her fingers apart, stretching the other girl in preparation. Moment by moment, Ana relaxed into the invasion.

Natalie replaced her fingers with two thumbs, then pulled gently in either direction, intensifying the stretch. She marveled at the noises Ana made, the reactions drawn by her arousal. It didn’t matter how stoic the girl was—she couldn’t sit silently through having her asshole played with. Just like she’d gone red-faced and panting while having her cock sucked. Even Ana had her limits.

“Taking your time, aren’t you?” Ana groaned.

Natalie twitched in surprise. She’d almost forgotten where she was. She’d been playing around with Ana out of sheer enjoyment—enraptured by the way she could make her squirm.