Gathering Wives with a System Chapter 501 Master Celia

A stunned silence stretched between Isaac and Celia for several moments.

The existence of such an overwhelmingly powerful skill had left them both in disbelief.

It was classified as a mental attack, capable of rendering enemies with insufficient willpower immobile or even compelling them to obey. Only those possessing immense willpower could withstand its effects, and even then, their ability to launch lethal attacks would be significantly hampered.

This particular skill was astonishingly effective when facing Bosses.

Boss Monsters and other formidable beasts frequently unleashed devastating area-of-effect abilities or attacks with near-certain fatality.

Even the most elite awakeners had succumbed to such onslaughts.

Yet, Celia's newly acquired skill presented a perfect countermeasure!

Furthermore, it served a dual purpose: drawing monster aggro. The skill's description explicitly stated it would instill tunnel vision in enemies, focusing their attention solely on the user.

This allowed for tactical distractions, enabling teams to bypass dangerous monsters or launch surprise attacks while the target remained oblivious.

As if that wasn't enough, the skill even imposed a movement speed debuff on adversaries!

However, one specific line within the skill description left Isaac pondering.

He mused, 'Active Effect 4: Reveals the True Form of the user as the incarnation of Lust. What could this possibly mean?'

He recalled witnessing Selene's True Devil form during her trial. Though he couldn't precisely remember the Saint's affiliation, he recognized the transformation as a True Devil form and understood its implications.

But what about this 'True Form as the incarnation of Lust'?

'This form should possess some active capability. That's why it's listed as an active effect, but what exactly does it accomplish?'

As these questions swirled in his mind, Celia read aloud from the screen, "The passive skill strengthens if the targets already possess feelings of attraction toward the user."

She then lowered her gaze, examining the skill's cost.

It consumed Mana, not Dark Mana. This meant she could readily activate it.

Without hesitation, she leaped from Isaac's lap, striking a pose with her hands on her hips as she faced him. A playful smile touched her lips before she unleashed her skill.

Her body began to undergo a mesmerizing transformation, her mana pulsing with energy. She grew slightly in stature, her skin adopting a captivating rose-red hue. Her eyes shifted to an intense black, the pupils stark white.

Her hair cascaded down, now a striking white.

Her chest became more pronounced, and a similar enhancement affected her waist and hips. Observing these changes, the phrase 'child-bearing hips' involuntarily sprang into Isaac’s thoughts.

Isaac swallowed hard, captivated by her transformed appearance. She exuded the aura of a quintessential seductress. He couldn't help but think that this must be the very image of a Goddess of Succubi.

"How do I look— Oh," Celia's eyes sparkled with amusement as she noticed Isaac's 'little' Isaac already standing at full attention.

Another gulp escaped Isaac as she spoke. His gaze was irresistibly drawn to her lips, to the way her tongue flicked as she uttered each word. A sudden urge to kiss those lips, to savor that tongue, to claim that mouth as his own, overwhelmed him.

"Isaac~?" she purred, stepping closer and bending down to meet his eye level.

Isaac's attention was momentarily stolen by the mesmerizing sway of her breasts. His gaze fixated on her pouting, erect nipples.

Celia fought to suppress her laughter, maintaining an alluring smile as she moved with an undeniably hypnotic hip sway.

With each step, she exuded an intoxicating allure, finally reaching Isaac. She gently pushed him backward with her hand, causing him to fall onto the bed.

Then, she gracefully climbed atop him.

Despite her newly acquired devilish allure, her current expression was reminiscent of a child receiving a long-desired gift.

She now had the power to do anything to Isaac!

He would be compelled to obey her every command!

"Caress my cheeks," she commanded, her voice laced with a hypnotic quality, as she tested whether Isaac was fully ensnared by her skill or capable of resistance.

Isaac slowly lifted his hands, his gaze unfocused, his breathing heavy.

He gently cupped her face, his fingers tracing the contours of her cheeks. Celia's breathing quickened, her tail possessively coiling around his thigh as she licked her lips.

"Call me master~" she ordered next.

"…master," he finally uttered, after a noticeable pause, as if fighting against an irresistible pull. A wave of pure bliss surged through Celia. This was definitive proof! Isaac was utterly incapable of resisting her commands!

Isaac possessed a remarkably high Spirit stat, granting him formidable mental defenses. Moreover, he had acquired numerous Titles specifically enhancing his mental fortitude.

It should have been an insurmountable task for anyone to fall prey to a mind-control skill against such defenses.

However, the potency of Celia's skill escalated in direct proportion to the target's existing feelings of attraction towards her.

This crucial factor explained why Isaac, despite his partial lucidity, found his body responding involuntarily to Celia's directives.

"Good boy. Since you can't resist my control, it signifies how deeply you love me. Master is very pleased~" Celia declared, her smile widening.

She had previously attempted to contend with Vale, a battle she ultimately lost. Following the acquisition of her new skill, she had even harbored thoughts of confronting Alice.

But she had never tested her newfound abilities against Isaac. She knew, deep down, that a direct confrontation with him was a battle she could never win.

But now… the game had changed.

'HeheheHehehHAhahahahah!'

Celia… was reveling in her newfound skill.

But who could fault her emerging arrogance? She was finally going to get back at Isaac for all the torment he'd inflicted!

Did he truly believe he was superior just because he was more adept in intimacy? Not anymore! Celia would soon demonstrate who truly held dominion!

But first…

"If you mimic my ability, it will possess power equal to mine, and perhaps you might be able to resist. Hmm…" Celia understood Isaac was only partially under her influence. She could sense his internal struggle.

For the moment, he was merely complying, but if she pushed too far, he would replicate her skill and retaliate.

Therefore, to secure victory…

A smirk spread across Celia's face as she declared, "Isaac Hargraves, as your Master, I command you not to employ my skill against me!"

"…"

"What is your reply?" Celia inquired, observing his resistance.

"…Yes, Master," Isaac responded, teeth clenched, striving to regain command of his own body.

Witnessing his glare, his gritted teeth, and yet his hand still caressing her cheek sent shivers of excitement through Celia. She had never experienced such intense arousal before. Not even during their encounters in the Ashfang Tribe, where the risk of discovery was ever-present.

Celia had perused novels from Alice's collection. Among them were titles like [The Orc Will Correct the Knight Princess!].

In these stories, the valiant lady knight would be restrained, uttering phrases such as, 'Kuh, do you imagine I will yield?', 'No matter what you do, you cannot break my will!', 'I shall stand firm until the very end!', 'You may take my body, but my spirit remains unconquered!', 'No, I do not find pleasure in this!'.

And after some time, the lady knight would inevitably succumb to the orc, captivated by the ecstasy he provided.

Wasn't a similar scenario unfolding right before her eyes?

Despite certain discrepancies, Celia felt this must be the very reason those orcs abducted the lady knights.

The unwilling glare, the palpable helplessness, the verbal refusals juxtaposed with a body betraying a deeper longing.

It was utterly intoxicating!

Celia desired to document every second of this.

She moistened her lips with a grin and flicked her finger.

Her device, concealed beneath her attire, levitated from the floor.

With deft movements of her fingers, she utilized Telekinesis to activate the camera.

"Hmph, all previous recordings were of subpar quality because you denied me the opportunity to create them properly, forcing me to rely on hidden cameras. But now…. " Celia offered a wicked smile that sent a tremor down Isaac's spine. "Now, my darling~, we shall create a perfect video together."

"W-Wait," Isaac stammered, summoning every iota of his strength to resist. "We should engage in such activities with mutual consent. I have not granted my assent, therefore—"

"Say yes," Celia commanded, silencing him.

Isaac was taken aback.

This woman possessed no moral compass whatsoever!

He grit his teeth and bit his lip in a desperate attempt to control his speech. Regrettably, his efforts only served to heighten Celia's excitement, and he found himself incapable of restraining his words.

Nevertheless, he refused to concede.

Celia, observing his actual capacity for resistance, felt no remorse. Opposition only enhanced the experience! That was the wisdom she had gleaned from Alice's novels!

She shifted her hips, her body gliding against Isaac's hardened length.

Isaac let out a choked gasp. Merely brushing against him externally sent electrifying sensations through him. It was as if Celia herself had transformed into a sentient aphrodisiac.

Her words alone were potent enough to stimulate him, let alone such intimate physical contact.

"I shall grant you access if you utter the word yes~", Celia purred, delighting in his struggle to resist.

Celia continued her seductive movements against him for a full five minutes. By the end, Isaac's eyes were glazed over, and his throat felt painfully dry.

She recognized he was teetering on the brink, and a single decisive action would shatter his control.

Raising her hips, she grasped his throbbing manhood, aligning her core with its tip.

"Isaac~"

She slowly lowered herself, guiding the tip into her.

A groan escaped Isaac's lips. Waves of pure bliss surged through his being. He instinctively tried to push his hips forward, seeking deeper penetration, but he was powerless to move without Celia's explicit direction.

"Say yes~", she prompted once more.

"Yes," he finally conceded.

"There! We now have consent from both parties!"

With a decisive thrust, she plunged fully inside him. A rapturous moan escaped Celia's lips as Isaac climaxed, his release flooding into her.

Celia panted, her own sensitivity seemingly amplified.

After a brief moment to compose herself, she gazed at Isaac with a triumphant smile.

"Did it feel so exquisite within Master that you climaxed with just one thrust~? Fret not. Master will assist you in honing your control~," she declared, initiating the video recording.

Isaac remained aroused. She had momentarily forgotten to record earlier, overwhelmed by the sheer pleasure, but now they could capture the moment properly.

Celia remained oblivious to the chilling glint that flickered in Isaac's eyes.

"Do not claim I withheld the opportunity from you," Isaac stated, his voice eerily calm.

Celia froze, the placidity of his tone sending a jolt through her.

She sensed that something was amiss, but Isaac's voice echoed in her mind.

'System, grant me Celia's Queen of Desire Transformation skill!'

King of Desire Transformation (SSS+ rank) acquired.

Multiple identical skills detected. Combine them?

'Yes!'

King of Desire Transformation (SSS+ rank) evolved into King of Desire Transformation (Transcendent rank).

Isaac initiated the skill's activation.

His physical form began to undergo a dramatic change. His stature increased, and his skin flushed a deep scarlet. His eyes became an inky black, contrasting with pupils that turned stark white. His hair transformed into a luminescent white.

His muscles swelled, then compressed, achieving a denser, more defined appearance, their outlines now strikingly clear.

Celia's eyes widened in shock at his metamorphosis. How had he achieved this?!

Before she could utter a word, an intense sensation surged through her as his shaft grew within her. Rather than pain, an overwhelming wave of pleasure washed over her, as if his entire being had become an unparalleled aphrodisiac.

Her climax arrived, and she collapsed forward, resting atop him.

Digital screens materialized before both Isaac and Celia.

[Warning! Two Incarnations of Lust have manifested!]

[Warning! A contradiction has been detected!]

[Initiating conflict resolution protocols!]

[Solution identified! Minor adjustments will be made to the Incarnations of Lust's skills!]

[Both users' skills will retain their original functions. However, in instances of skill conflict, the user with the higher-ranked skill shall prevail.]

Celia knew her situation was dire as she felt Isaac's body stir, moving as if beyond her command, while her own felt heavy and unresponsive.

She pushed herself up, her arms trembling as she supported her weight, still caught in the throes of ecstasy.

'I allowed you to do as you pleased because I wanted you to enjoy yourself. But honestly, you really tried to record us in extreme close-up, didn't you?' Isaac commented with a seemingly 'calm' smile.

How was he able to utilize the skill when she had expressly forbidden it?

There was no time to ponder such perplexing questions.

'What is that?' Celia inquired, turning her head to observe the livestream that had been playing silently on the screen since the beginning.

She sat up in unison with Isaac, adding with a display of concern, 'It appears those groups are coordinating an attack against Alice and Emily.'

Isaac's brow furrowed. He averted his gaze and looked toward the screen.

The moment his attention was diverted, Celia launched herself upwards, attempting to flee the room.

However, the door remained resolutely shut. She examined it closely, noting it wasn't locked, which led to a startling realization… Isaac was sealing it shut with his Telekinesis.

'Um, c-could you possibly open the door?' Celia asked, turning back towards him and attempting a composed smile.

A desire to weep welled up within her. This was utterly unfair! The System had assured them that mutual influence would only occur if their skill levels differed!

Then why, she questioned internally, could Isaac suddenly exert control over her!?

Isaac simply maintained his placid smile.

With a subtle gesture, he beckoned her forward with a single finger.

Celia fought against the impulse, but her body obeyed his silent command, propelling her closer.