Leon meets three women sent to help him clean the house after the previous owner's passing. He uses his "Touch of Lust" skill on them, causing immediate arousal and confusion. One woman, Rika, starts to question her feelings and leaves to compose herself, while Leon contemplates the long road ahead before using his "Skill Crafter" to create a new skill.
[Skill 'Aphrodisiac Pheromones' has been created.]
[The default rank is set to 'D'.]
[Declare the skill's usage.]
"Upon activation, this skill will emit potent pheromones from the host's body. These pheromones possess an extraordinarily high concentration of aphrodisiac properties. The moment females inhale them, they will develop raw, uncontrollable sexual urges directed towards the host," Leon stated, his voice resonating with a low, deliberate tone.
[Processing....]
'It should function now that it's a D-rank skill. I attempted to create this exact skill when it was F-rank, but the system rejected it multiple times,' he mused, maintaining a perfectly impassive expression.
[Description accepted.]
[Please select the chant for the skill {Aphrodisiac Pheromones}.]
"Velmis," Leon commanded, a dark smirk playing on his lips.
It bears a resemblance to 'Remis.' It's simple and easy to recall.
[Chant 'Velmis' selected.]
[Estimated mana cost for skill usage calculated: 100 mana/use.]
[Cooldown calculated: 30 seconds after each use.]
[Skill will release pheromones only once per activation.]
[Do you wish to learn the skill or destroy it?]
"Hmm... Learn it," Leon replied, his voice remaining steady.
[Congratulations! You have successfully learned the skill {Aphrodisiac Pheromones}!]
"Good... Now let's test it out on these test subjects," Leon muttered. He swiftly turned and headed towards the bedroom.
As he entered the room, his eyes narrowed. Myra and Lauren were positioned near the edge of the mattress, gazing at a dark, undeniable bloodstain on the corner of the bedsheets.
'Damn it...' Leon cursed inwardly. Without hesitation, he dug his fingernails forcefully into the palm of his right hand, piercing the skin just enough to draw fresh blood.
"Is something the matter, ladies?" he inquired, feigning a perfectly bewildered expression.
"Oh... Sir Leon, w-we were just wondering... If Elder Morin died from a heart attack, then why is there blood-" Myra began, her voice trembling slightly.
Leon interrupted her, raising his freshly bleeding hand. "It's mine. I accidentally sustained a slight cut while I was lying on the bed earlier. My apologies for the mess. Velmis."
He uttered the chant in a low, nearly inaudible whisper as he activated the skill.
< Aphrodisiac Pheromones >
A heavy, invisible wave of pure, unadulterated lust erupted from his body. The pheromones permeated the room, and the instant the scent reached Myra and Lauren's lungs, both women shivered violently as if struck by lightning.
"Anhhh~") A needy, wet moan escaped Lauren's throat. Her thick thighs spasmed uncontrollably as her knees weakened. She had to brace herself by slamming her hands onto the mattress to avoid collapsing, her voluptuous breasts heaving with sudden, rapid breaths.
Myra was affected just as intensely. A fierce surge of burning arousal coursed through her veins, instantly drenching her panties. However, she bit down hard on her lower lip, squeezing her eyes shut as her body trembled, fiercely resisting the overwhelming horniness, though losing the battle.
"Oh my, are you unwell?" Leon inquired, pretending to be deeply concerned as he closed the distance and stood directly beside Lauren.
He slid one hand firmly beneath her ample waist, sensing the heat radiating through her clothing, and used his other hand to gently grasp hers.
'These foolish women have never been exposed to magic a single day in their miserable lives. That's why my spell is affecting them twice as strongly, completely overwhelming their senses... and yet, their willpower hasn't completely crumbled.
I absolutely relish this. Hehehehehehe... I will shatter them so completely they won't be able to meet the eyes of their children and husbands after today.'
Leon chuckled wickedly in his mind, thoroughly enjoying their struggle.
"Remis."
<Touch Of Lust>
The moment the skill activated, an unimaginable, scorching heat pooled directly between Lauren’s thick thighs. Her core throbbed relentlessly, dripping wet, as her entire body flushed a deep, feverish crimson.
It was as if Leon had driven a thick, searing spike of pure lust directly into her chest, and with every second he touched her, that spike was hammered deeper into her very soul.
She looked up at him, her eyes glazed and completely unfocused. Her mind was entirely consumed by a heavy, suffocating desire to be impregnated; all rational thought was obliterated.
Acting purely on primal instinct, Lauren reached up, grasping Leon’s face with both hands, and desperately pulled his mouth towards hers.
Myra stood mere feet away, observing them. Her own mind was completely clouded by the pheromones. Instead of turning away in disgust, she found that there was absolutely nothing in the entire world she desired to witness more than this.
"Are you certain about this, Miss-" Before Leon could even complete his sneering, hesitant inquiry, Lauren forcefully slammed her full, luscious lips against his.
This was precisely the moment he had been anticipating. Leon instantly pulled his hand away from her waist, grasping her by the throat, and propelled her backward onto the bed with considerable force.
He aggressively pursued her mouth, applying strong suction to her lower lip, savoring the uninhibited desperation of a married woman on the verge of collapse.
*Suck-Suck*
*Chuuuuuuuu*
For the following two minutes, they consumed each other like famished, untamed beasts. Wet, smacking sounds of their passionate kissing reverberated throughout the chamber.
Throughout this entire spectacle, Myra remained immobile, a silent observer as they passionately kissed. Not a solitary word escaped her lips. Her hands, quivering uncontrollably, clenched her own thick thighs with a powerful grip, slowly, involuntarily ascending towards her own moisture-drenched private area.
’W-What is happening to my body? W-Why am I utterly speechless? L-Lauren has a husband and child; why isn't she stopping this?
Why is she kissing a stranger with such abandon for no apparent reason? No, I am posing the incorrect inquiry... I-I should be asking myself: Why do I feel the urge to do the very same thing?’ Myra mused, her gaze dropping downwards. Her eyes widened in alarm as she realized her hand was already caressing her intimate area, the pre-cum having saturated her panties and skirt, making its way to her fingertips.
