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Red rays of light filled the room, signifying a new day in the Nether Realm. The heat touching my exposed skin on my face and arms provided me with a feeling of warmth. The soft mattress below me, holding me comfortably in its embrace, made me lazy to get up. Although I went to bed early, the noises from last night kept me up for a good minute before I fell asleep.
Fwoosh! Crackle! Crackle!
A brush of wind briefly entered my room, leaving behind small embers of bluish-black flames, reminiscent of the sound of burning wood for a campfire. I cracked an eye open to see that my Aunt was now in the room by the bed.
'Oh…hi, Aunty. Did you have fun last night?' I thought in my head, turning around so that my back was facing her.
'I'm not answering that,' She replied and added, 'Anyways, it's time for your first day of training.'
I released a groan, trying to get comfortable in my bed.
'Just five more minutes. Someone decided to partake in some sexual activities that kept me up.'
'You know what, I have an idea that will wake you up.' Azaelia thought as she yanked me from the bed, turning 180 degrees while enveloping herself and me in flames. The heat of the flames felt like they were disintegrating my body in a flash, but it wasn't painful at all. It was a very odd sensation. Then the next thing I knew, I was tossed through the air, not knowing where or what I was going to land on.
"Ahhhhhh!" I yelled out as I was in the air one moment and then submerged in hot water the next, all in a matter of seconds. Water flooded my mouth since I was still in the process of yelling that I was immediately drowning.
Luckily, the body of water wasn't too deep, and I was able to stand up and gasp for air in a coughing fit. I looked around, trying to gather my bearings, making sure it was safe. When I realized that we were in the bath the size of an indoor pool, I began to relax.
"You awake now?" Azaelia asked while crossing her arms.
"What do you think?" I replied, rolling my eyes and proceeding to strip out of my clothes that were now soaked.
"You better be up next time, or else I'm gonna drop you from the sky next."
"You're joking, right?" I asked, placing my wet clothes on the side of the bath. The only thing keeping me from being fully naked was the bandage wrapped around my chest and back.
"Try me," She answered, and I knew better than to think that she was bluffing.
"Nope, not gonna try," I said while shaking my head.
"So, what are we starting with for training?"
"Starting today and onwards, the first thing I want you to do is to practice calling on your wings and getting used to them. The only time you call them back is around the end of the day. Got it?"
Azaelia explained, quickly changing into a one-piece suit this time, and joined me in the bath.
"Sounds easy enough," I said, shrugging.
"Good, now turn around so I can take off that bandage so we can get started."
I turned around so that my back was to her so that she could remove the bandage using her sharp claw. Once that was off, she instructed me to begin, so I began the process of calling on my wings.
I closed my eyes and focused on my back until I felt it heating up. This feeling of heat must be due to the magic circle on my back beginning to rotate and become an animated tattoo. Once that step was done, I imagined wings sprouting out from my back. It didn't take long before I felt them emerging, and the pain of the wound opening once again caused me to grit my teeth. Thankfully, like Azaelia said, the more I did this, the less painful it felt.
However, I pouted once I saw how puny they still were. They were so small that they wouldn't even be able to help me fly. It was quite embarrassing to look at.
"Good, that was a bit faster than last time," Azaelia said, so I turned back around to face her once she started speaking. "How do you feel with your wings?"
I thought for a bit before answering, "It feels like a foreign body part, but at the same time not. Kind of like having an extra pair of arms I haven't used in a long time. Yet, even though I never used them, I know how they work. If that makes sense."
"It does, that's a good way to describe it. Now make both of them flap to get a feel."
I did as she instructed and tried to get the wings to move, but it felt hard to do so at first, even though I knew how they were supposed to work. The best way I could explain the situation was like trying to get your hand that went through heavy nerve damage. No matter how much you told your hand to move, it didn't want to, and if it did, just the slightest flex was all that was possible.
"It can take some getting used to. Keep trying."
Azaelia said, and I continued to get a feel of them. Fortunately, even though it was a hassle, I was able to get them to flap a bit within ten minutes.
"Good, now just the right wing," Azaelia instructed, and I was able to focus on moving the right wing faster than learning how to flap both at once.
Azaelia nodded once I was able to flap the right wing, "Good, good, now the left."
I did as instructed again, and this time did it fairly quickly.
"You're a quick learner. Now the hard part, try to alternate between left and right a couple of times separately."
Alternating the wings to move from the right to the left and the right again was way more difficult, which wasn't too surprising, but I was able to do it at a slow pace.
"Alternating your wings is slow at the moment, but that's normal. The next thing I want you to try to accomplish is folding your wings back. Not making them disappear, but having them rest on your back. This should be the easiest to do."
I followed Azaelia's next steps, and she was right when she said that this step was the easiest to do. It was like just having your arms rest by your sides limply. The wings on my back naturally folded on their own when I wasn't planning on moving them.
"Not bad," Azaelia said, clapping her hands in a slow cadence. "Next is the part that will make your wings grow larger. Absorbing sin. This will count as a hurdle to overcome, since you know how to feel sin, but not absorb sin."
"One thing about Sin is that it comes from within you," Azaelia continued, and I just stared at her, listening and absorbing the information of another impromptu lesson on sin.
"It's born from your emotions, and rots inside your body like a slow-working poison. You must learn to "drink" that poison instead of letting it waste away unused."
I stared at her, trying to wrap my head around that.
"There are two ways to absorb sin," she explained calmly. " The first is called self-feeding. That means drawing sin that you yourself produce back into your Sin Core, and then sending it back into your body to evolve it and strengthen it.
The second is Predatory feeding. This is when you feed on sin from someone else, dragging it into yourself through proximity, touch, or emotional resonance. We'll get to that in a minute."
"Right," I muttered. "So…self-feeding first?"
"Correct," she smirked. "Now close your eyes, and think about Lust. Not the act of sex, but the desire for it. The urge to be wanted. The curl of excitement when someone looks at you that way. The craving for touch. Hold that emotion in your chest. Don't let it go."
My face was already starting to burn, but I did as she said. It was horribly awkward having this conversation with my aunt while naked, with her less than two feet away, but soon enough, I felt it. A strange warmth coiled in my abdomen and chest.
"My chest and abdomen feel hot," I muttered as motes of blue lights danced within the darkness of my closed eyes.
"That heat," Azaelia whispered in my ear, "is your own Lust. Now… imagine that sin emerging from within your body and directing it to your sin core. Instead of letting it continue out, focus on it entering your sin core."
I gritted my teeth and focused. I felt the warmth spreading down along my back, causing my wings to twitch. They shuddered…almost as if they were happy from the absorption of the sin energy. A slight increase in the size of my wings was barely noticeable, but definitely there.
"Good," she praised softly. "That's self-feeding. Your own thoughts become your power."
I felt my body growing hotter and hotter by the minute, and my breathing was becoming haggard. The hot water wasn't helping, as my arousal continued to increase. A familiar yet foreign pulsing erupted between my legs.
This wasn't good. I was feeling extremely horny at the moment. I could feel my male genitalia wanting to come out.
"Aunty…wait, let's take a–,"
Before I could even continue, her palm ignited with black motes of light with a blue undertone that lifted off her skin like sparks from burning embers.
"Now for the second method, predatory feeding." She flicked the motes toward me with a casual wave. They drifted across the bathwater, lazily orbiting around my body. I instinctively backed away, knowing that if those motes of light touched me, then my arousal would reach peaks that I had never reached before.
"When Lust is given off by others, it manifests like this." She continued to explain despite the fact that my body was now practically red.
I tried to run out of the bath to avoid the mote's energy, but in the process of doing so, one of the motes touched my collarbone, and the effect was instant. A rush of heat, sharper and more intense than before, shot down to my stomach like lightning. My body grew so hot that steam was practically coming off of my body now. Despite the sensation I was currently feeling I continued to try and get out.
Azaelia continued to talk as I reached the top of the steps of the bath, practically crawling onto the floor. I couldn't make out anything she was saying as it went through one ear and out the other.
"Your job is the same," she said. "Open your core, but this time you hook and drag the sin from me. Lust sin thrives on attraction. You'll feel it trying to crawl into you. Do not run from the sensation."
Even if I wanted to stop myself from absorbing the motes of light, my body naturally absorbed them. My heart raced as more motes swarmed me.
I stopped breathing for a moment as my body went limp. My chest was on the floor, my right hand instinctively went between my legs, drawing soft light circles on my cl*t with my ring and middle finger. I felt like I was going to pass out from pleasure overload as my eyes rolled to the back of my head and my tongue hung out of my mouth.
'Oh no, oh no, oh no. It's going to come out. I can feel it. It's comminggg!'
I wanted to hide myself as I continued to play with myself, knowing that my aunt was looking at me take part in this improper deed. I wanted to stop, but couldn't. The feeling of shame somehow made it more pleasurable. The more energy my core absorbed, the more my wings grew, causing pain. Lots and lots of pain. They were no longer puny but of moderate size.
Then there was also the pain of my cl*toris growing larger and larger until my male genitalia was fully formed.
I could feel my climax rising the moment it formed, and I didn't want to hinder that pleasure any longer. I grabbed it with my right hand and began stroking it faster and faster. Eventually, my body started to twitch, and I began ejaculating. The wings on my back outstretched to their full capacity the moment I climaxed, and with one quick flap, I went from being in a limp doggystyle position to standing on my feet.
I staggered trying to gather my equilibrium and turned towards my aunt with the thing between my legs still rock hard and oozing with one thought on my mind as I stared at her.
'Moremoremoremoremore, give me more hahahaha.' My eyes glowed orange, my sclera and hair turning obsidian black, and claws growing from my nails. I flapped my wings, which gave me a dash of speed to appear before my aunt. However, before I could proceed further, she outstretched her hand towards me and flicked her wrist downward, causing me to stop in my tracks and fall to my knees.
"More…more…more." I kept repeating as I crawled forward inch by inch, despite it being hard too.
"Well, that took an unexpected turn in more ways than one. I guess we'll call it quits for now, since I got carried away. Sleep." Azaelia said, not expecting the turn of events that occurred. Around the end, her voice took on a hypnotic effect, and I found myself being embraced by darkness as I immediately fell asleep.