I never gone through a moment as shameful as this one. I don't know what was going through my head when I made and took that potion, and now life is collecting the price in a horrendous way with someone seeing me with a hard-on here. I didn't even believe such an experience was possible among women, but I was ridiculously mistaken!
Lysette analyzes me from bottom to top, but you can tell her eyes lock onto that false sword I brought between my legs, until she abruptly turns her face away and puffs out her cheeks, holding back the urge to laugh. Why does someone like you, one of the main characters and a really cool chick in the Magistra's Oath canon, need to humiliate me like this?
"Look, it's a-alright, don't worry about it" she says, shaking her hands and resolving to keep her concentration on the waves rippling through the pool. "I didn't know that Elves' anatomy was exotic, but I guess you don't need to be ashamed of it. I worked a lot on my parents' farm, so I have some idea of how things work."
Shut up, please! The more you talk, the more I feel massive shame, with a desire to drown in this water while I have the chance!
Look on the bright side, the chance of her reporting me for indecent exposure has now disappeared. I should expect that from a genuinely good person, but it still doesn't change the fact that there's a knot in my throat moving in a weird way.
Now that I've discovered Aubry is lesbian and is interested in this specific character, staying here would only cause me more danger... Wait, why am I going back there? You were supposed to stay away, you idiot, stop taking control of this body and alternating with me!
I sit down in the water, hugging my knees to try and keep the thing half-hidden, because I prefer not to draw attention. The problem is that awkward silence settles between us, the kind I hate sustaining because my weird situation makes everything more uncomfortable.
I try to say something, but again the thoughts about the ancestors combined with elven pride prevent it.
GO TO HELL, YOU SHITTY ANCESTORS! I want to control this crap and save your damn daughter, why can't you keep your butts quiet in this other world and just leave me alone?!
Slowly, I master my mouth and then my tongue, as if I were catching a gigantic fish and beating it against the boat until it quieted down!
"I... I apologize for... doing that earlier."
"Doing what?"
"Staring at you like that..."
Lysette shrugs.
"It's alright. I've encountered people who've done worse, and I also didn't want to bother anyone."
"Still, it's an enormous discourtesy on my part. I find it necessary to ask for forgiveness..."
"Pfft, just look at you, talking so formally! Please, we're at the Hydralix Institute, we'll be colleagues throughout the year. If it's alright with you, I accept your apology, and I believe you must be a nice person to come up to me and speak so sincerely."
Damn it, why do you have to be so nice, Lysette?! Even I am starting to fall for you, let alone Aubry! Besides, why are you starting to get more aroused now? That's a terrible sign, really bad!
"Hmm..."
I keep my hands pressed down, wanting to push it down again in an attempt to shrink it, but it's useless. She has every chance to spot the serpent crawling out of the rabbit hole, drawing that unnecessary attention.
"Is having one of those difficult?"
"It... it is..."
"Do you want some help?"
Some help?! What kind of help are you talking about? I immediately become defensive, turning my legs and waist to the side, shooting that suspicious look at the girl I momentarily thought was extremely nice to me. Are you a pervert too, by any chance?
"W-What do you mean by that?"
"I can try to give you some relief. Is there a problem?"
Wait, since when do humans in this world have so much sexual freedom, to begin with? It's been hurting for a while, and I'd rather not deal with this... Aubry, why did you start shifting your body over, giving in? You do not have my consent in this!
"Pl-Please..."
Oh, the cock is literally sticking out of the water... Lysette extends her hand and touches it with her fingertip. Ughhh, why does this thing have to be so sensitive? The brush of her nail causes such a huge rebound effect that it almost kills me.
She closes the distance between the two of us, turning halfway towards me and allowing me to rest my head on her shoulder, while one hand comes towards the head of my member and makes circular motions.
This is too good to be true. Not even in all the sex I had, with the most expensive and experienced prostitutes possible, did I get this experience before! Lysette's hand passes with a unique up and down motion, a classic case of masturbation, but for some reason, I can't stop drooling and feeling like my mind is melting.
The way the touch encompasses the head, moving down towards the groin, with this girl's perfume intoxicating me, launching my mind to another astral plane of pleasure.
And then, in the middle of it, she starts accelerating that movement, passing over every sensitive tip at a rhythm that makes me hallucinate, to the point where hearts appear in my vision. I lose control of my breathing, falling into a sea so deep that I can only let my body relax before the pressure.
It even feels like... the first time I had sex...
Eek! Oh, no!
In the midst of Lysette's help, my cock shoots a jet of cum high into the air, staining her face and then floating in the water. I can only recompose my own appearance, which must have practically sunk and modified any concepts of purity related to the elves.
Damn it, I got too carried away!
As my cock shrinks after ejaculating, I end up leaping out of the water, unable to believe what just happened. I feel dirty for having gone so far as to let myself get carried away because I got this thing back!
I grab the towel in a corner quickly, covering myself instantly. I see Lysette behind me, with that worried and simultaneously startled look hitting my back. She tries to stand up and reach for me, but I end up just running with all my might.
That was the most shameful experience of my life!