Chapter 1292

<Episode 1292> The Plum Swordswoman Reincarnated Into a Count’s Family

“Kyaaaaa!”

Sharnel screamed in an undignified pose, her legs spread wide, exposing her white panties. There was an axe-shaped design on the crotch area, slightly askew. It wasn’t enough to cause arousal.

“Hmm, the butt is decent… but looking at the upper body just kills the mood.”

Sharnel flailed as she got up, her neck veins bulging as she shouted.

“What is this nonsense?!”

Sharnel summoned mana, but it fizzled out.

“Yuria has set up a barrier around the mansion. Magic won’t work.”

“Damn…”

“You’re being too vulgar for a mere maid.”

“Shut up! Why am I even working as a maid?! I’m an Arch Mage! There are better uses for me!”

“But as an Arch Mage, most of your magic is flame-based, right?”

“I can do other simple spells too! Let me use magic instead of this ridiculous maid work. I’ll make magical artifacts! Expensive ones made by a real Arch Mage!”

“Hmph. Most of your artifacts would be flame-based anyway. Just ask Yuria if we need anything.”

I pushed Sharnel back down onto the floor.

“Ack!”

She screamed as her head hit the ground. Ignoring her, I removed her panties. Seeing her arrogant attitude, I couldn’t let this pass. I decided to take her virginity.

Her natural white buttocks were exposed, and when I spread them apart, her pale pink anus came into view. Her labia were slightly open, revealing clean and pretty inner flesh, though there was a slight urine smell.

“Sharnel, you need to properly clean yourself after peeing. It smells.”

“M-my…!”

Her face turned bright red as she struggled against me. Physically, I was far stronger.

I reached toward her vagina. It was so small it could be covered by my pinky finger. Trying to insert said finger proved difficult despite how tiny it was, though I managed to get partway in without breaking the hymen.

“Crazy! Get it out! Get it out!”

“Hmm, at least the tightness seems decent…”

“You’re getting married to Yuria! How can you do this to me?!”

“Of course I can. And it’s none of your business.”

I took off my pants and revealed my penis. Even though it wasn’t fully erect yet, its weight was noticeable. Sharnel looked at it in horror.

“P-please stop! Don’t do this!”

“Be still. Don’t you want to save Priscilla? Keep resisting and I won’t help you anymore.”

“Master…”

Sharnel stopped fighting back. Mentioning Priscilla had the desired effect. She bit her lip, determined to keep her spirit pure even if her body was defiled. My erection grew stronger.

Taking advantage of the moment, I also removed her top.

Her flat chest was exposed. Trying to cup it with my hand, all I managed to do was scratch her skin through her ribs.

I respected her emptiness…


Oh dear. Small breasts have their own charm, but these were nonexistent. Not even a hint of pastel pink nipples to play with.

“Hmph.”

I sighed, my previously rising member deflating like a punctured balloon.

“W-What’s that reaction supposed to mean?! I’m getting irritated here!”

“Your pathetic chest is making me tear up. I was planning to take it slow…but this won’t do.”

I summoned a pink potion from my inventory. It’s the Breast Enlargement Elixir obtained in [The Tyrant’s World]. As the name suggests, it enhances bust size.

“Potion…?”

“It’s going to change your life.”

I opened the bottle and poured the liquid into my hand. For reference, this elixir only works on female chests. Applying it elsewhere, like the buttocks, does nothing.

I slathered the Breast Enlargement Elixir onto Sharne’s cliff-like chest.

“Kyaaah! My chest feels all tingly! What did you put on me?!”

I blinked and stared at her chest. The pink liquid disappeared almost instantly, as if evaporating upon contact.

‘The elixir has been properly absorbed…but why no changes?’

Normally, first-time users see an increase of 1~2cm, with diminishing returns as the bust grows larger.

‘Damn. Should I use another bottle? I heard continuous use isn’t good…’

I took out another Breast Enlargement Elixir and applied it to Sharne’s chest.

“Ahh… Unh… Guh…”

Sharne let out a pained moan. Her pale pink nipples trembled before becoming rock hard. I narrowed my eyes and watched intently. Her chest swelled slightly – about 5mm. Barely noticeable unless you’re looking closely.

“It worked!”

I exclaimed joyfully and touched her chest. Surprisingly, I couldn’t feel any difference.

Regaining my composure:

“…Listen carefully, Sharne. Don’t question my orders. Do as I say. If you refuse even once… You know what’ll happen.”

“Guh… You’re the worst man ever…”

“Heheh. Tell me something I don’t know. Shall we start with fellatio lessons?”

I grabbed her red twin tails and forced my member into her mouth. Such a tempting hairstyle every time I see it.

‘I should apply the next elixir in 10 minutes. Continuous application reduces effectiveness and poses health risks, but…’

Sharne isn’t an ordinary woman. She’s an Arch Mage, practically superhuman. A mere Breast Enlargement Elixir won’t endanger her life.

“Use your tongue. Suck on it.”

“Guh… Ughh…”

Sharne glared at me with teary eyes. Not intimidating at all.

“Don’t bite.”

While teaching her fellatio techniques by holding her twin tails, I glanced at her clitoris. A small drop of arousal glistened at its tip.

Three days passed.

During this time, I focused on enlarging Sharne’s chest and developing her sensitivity. Teacher and student, perhaps? Like her mentor Priscilla, Sharne suffers from insensitivity. Think of it as underdeveloped sensual awareness. Though not as severe as Priscilla’s case.

“Just takes more time, that’s all. Her clitoris is getting wet properly.”

I walked with Sharne to the bathhouse. The other maids stared at her. She wore a dog collar around her neck, with long thin rods inserted into her vagina and anus. Naturally, her face turned beet red.

“Guh… Guhh…”

Sharne walked unsteadily, trembling legs barely supporting her weight.

Whirrrr.

Her chest vibrated faintly. Over the past three days, they’d grown significantly. Now a plump C-cup, slightly larger than my hand. It took an astonishing 80 bottles of Breast Enlargement Elixir to reach this point.

‘No turning back now. Might as well aim for L-cup.’

Soon she won’t be able to see her lower half.

Arriving at the bathhouse changing room, I spread my arms wide. Nearby maids gasped in surprise…


Gaon stripped me naked.

“What are you doing, Charnel? Take it off.”

“A-alright…”

Charnel obediently followed my orders. After three days of intense antics, seeing her in the nude was nothing out of the ordinary.

I admired her body as she disrobed; the rotor attached to her nipple hummed and vibrated. Despite her small stature, her proportions were excellent, and her ample bosom made for quite the sight.

“Can I remove the rotor? We’re bathing anyway.”

With my permission, she quickly detached the rotor from her nipple. The concealed pale pink nub was revealed, noticeably larger than three days prior. As her breasts had grown, so too had her nipples and areolas proportionally increased in size.

“Should I take these out as well?”

Charnel’s tiny hands grasped the dildos inserted into her vagina and anus.

“Hold on.”

“What is it?”

“I’ll remove them. Get on all fours like when I inserted them.”

“Here…?”

She clenched her lips tightly.

“Absolute obedience to my commands. You’re not going to say you can’t do it now, are you?”

“…I never said I couldn’t.”

Charnel knelt and lay down on the floor. I removed the dildos from her vagina and anus; the one from her vagina was soaked with clear liquid.

“Heheh.”

I discarded the dildo and mounted her back, pulling her red twin tails as I urged her forward.

“Hurry up! Don’t hesitate!”

“Guhhhhh…”

With a look of humiliation, Charnel crawled toward the bath, drawing the attention of the nearby maids.

Once inside the bath area, I finally dismounted from her. Though she’d only crawled about 20 meters, she was already breathing heavily.

As I prepared to enter the bath, something occurred to me.

“Nephia!”

I called out to the silver-haired maid nearby. Nephia, who had matured greatly since Yuria became my fiancée and was promoted from deputy head maid to head maid, approached me with a sway of her silver hair.

“Yes, Master?”

“Has Charnel undergone the initiation ritual yet?”

“Yes, she hasn’t… Since she’s not an official maid, it’s been somewhat ambiguous.”

“Let’s do it now.”

“Understood. I’ll prepare immediately.”

Nephia gathered a few maids and soon returned with items for the initiation: a table, paper, ink, and clay dough.

“Initiation ritual? I’ve never heard of such a thing!”

“You wouldn’t have. This is a relatively recent tradition. But since you’re my maid now, you must undergo the initiation.”

Charnel’s crimson eyes flickered anxiously.

“…What kind of initiation is it?”

“Vagina seal.”

“……”

Charnel’s expression went blank, as if doubting what she just heard.

“When signing contracts, people use seals or stamps, right? It’s similar to that.”

“A-are you serious?! Why would we do something so meaningless?!”

“It’s tradition and part of the initiation ritual. Nephia, since our arch mage doesn’t seem to understand, demonstrate for her.”

“Yes, Master.”

Nephia climbed onto the table and squatted. She applied ink to her vagina before pressing herself onto the paper. *Thud!* She stood up and handed me the paper.

“Ah. As expected of Nephia. Not only the vagina but the anus is clearly imprinted.”

“Hehe. I’ve done this several times now.”

*Thud!*

This time, she sat on the clay dough, leaving an intricate impression of her vagina in the soft material.

“Alright, Charnel. You know how it’s done. Your turn.”

There was nowhere to escape.

“Uwaaaah… Master…”

Charnel ascended the table with teary eyes, thoroughly coating her vagina in ink before sitting on the paper.

“You used too much ink. It’s smeared and the shape isn’t clear. Do it again.”

*Thud!*

Nephia pressed her vagina onto the paper five times. Thankfully, the clay impression succeeded on the first try.