Lord Of Succubi:Transmigrated As A Dual Cultivator In Isekai Of Magic

Chapter 252 252 This isn't the plan

Her body, wiggling in the throes of the poison's control, was an irresistible sight. Her breasts, their ample curves moving in harmony with her jerking motions, were a mesmerizing dance of sensuality. The scent of her arousal filled the air, an intoxicating aroma that infiltrated his senses.

Stacy's eyes, clouded with a mixture of desire and confusion, remained fixed on the bulge in Nexus's crotch. 

Stacy's inner turmoil raged as her body continued to betray her. She couldn't help but drool as strange sensations coursed through her, making her question her own sanity. 

Her nipples, already taut and sensitive, grew even harder, a clear testament to the alien arousal that had taken hold of her.

"What is wrong with me?" Stacy's thoughts spiraled in her mind, an internal battle she could no longer control. Her fingers instinctively moved to her breasts, and she began to massage them harshly, as though trying to quell the overwhelming sensations that had consumed her. 

Her gaze remained fixed on Nexus's bulging crotch, the embodiment of his own desire, a sight that both captivated and tormented her.

"This isn't the plan, Stacy," Nexus's voice, laced with concern, tried to shake her back to sanity. He was acutely aware of the urgency of their situation and the need to find a solution to her plight. 

"You need to get over it," he implored, his words a plea for her to regain control. But the poison's grip on Stacy's body was relentless, and it seemed to only intensify.

Stacy's body was a battleground of pleasure and torment, and she found herself unable to resist the overwhelming desire that coursed through her. 

She continued to pull on her nipples, her moans growing louder as the nectar rushed out from her pussy in an unending stream. The sensation was both torturous and seductive, a cruel paradox that she couldn't escape.

Her hand, guided by the poison's insidious influence, moved to her pussy, where the nectar had created a slippery, intoxicating wetness. 

She couldn't help but touch herself, the sensation sending shivers down her spine. Her fingers soaked in the nectar, and she felt an almost unbearable need building within her.

"Nexus, fuck me!" Stacy's cry was a desperate plea, a raw expression of the arousal that had taken over her senses. Her moans grew more fervent, her body writhing with desire. 

The poison had not only intensified her physical sensations but had also clouded her judgment, making her beg for a release she couldn't find on her own.

Nexus's voice, filled with desperation, continued to call out to Stacy, his pleas echoing through the forest. He knew that somewhere within her, the real Stacy was fighting against the poison's insidious influence, struggling to regain control.

"Wake up, Stacy, try to fight it," he implored, his voice tinged with hope and a deep sense of concern. He wanted to reach the woman, the person she truly was, not the mere vessel that the poison had turned her into.

"I know you are still in there somehow," he continued, his words a plea for her to break free from the poison's hold. 

He couldn't deny the allure of her current state, with her nipples standing firm and inviting, her body oozing the sweet-smelling nectar. She looked incredibly alluring, a temptation that would be hard for any man to resist.

But Nexus was resolute. He understood that this wasn't the real Stacy, that her current state was a product of the poison, and he couldn't bear to take advantage of her vulnerability. He cared for her too deeply to exploit her in such a moment.

"Come on, Stacy, can you hear me?" Nexus called out again, his voice tinged with frustration. He shook her shoulders gently, then more violently, in an attempt to awaken her from her trance. But it seemed that Stacy was lost in her own world, a world of pleasure and desire that had been thrust upon her by the poison's influence.

Stacy's finger moved slowly into her own pussy, her movements slow and deliberate, emitting low, throaty moans of ecstasy. It was as if the poison had turned her body into a vessel of pleasure, making her crave the sensations she was experiencing. Her hips jerked up and down, her body moving in a rhythm that seemed to beg Nexus to take her immediately.

As Stacy's body writhed in the throes of the poison, her words tumbled out in a frenzy of desire. Her voice was a mix of pleasure and longing, her cries filling the forest with their seductive urgency.

"Fuck me, Nexus. I want you to fuck me hard with your huge dick," she cried out, her voice laced with a desperate need for release. The pleasure coursing through her was immense, and it left her body vibrating with ecstasy.

lightsnοvεl "I want to take your cock in my wet pussy, Nexus," she continued to plead, her voice a raw expression of the desires that consumed her. 

Her hands moved to her breasts, their movements wild and unrestrained, as she massaged herself with abandon. Her nipples, already taut and sensitive, were the focus of her attention, adding to the torment that had overtaken her.

Stacy's eyes, once filled with clarity and intelligence, were now transforming into a bright shade of red. It was a visual manifestation of the poison's influence on her brain, an indication of the intense arousal that had seized her. Her red mana, usually an invisible force, was now flowing uncontrollably, taking over her entire system.

Nexus, a mixture of fear and awe in his eyes, watched as the red mana flowed across Stacy's naked body like molten lava, consuming her in a fiery embrace. The sight was unlike anything he had ever witnessed, and it filled him with a sense of foreboding.

"This is serious," Nexus muttered, his voice tinged with concern. He could make out the thick mana with his naked eyes, a phenomenon that defied logic. Manas were typically invisible, existing beyond the realm of human perception, but Stacy's condition had brought them to the forefront in a way that was both fascinating and alarming.

"I can see your mana," Nexus called out to her, his voice tinged with a sense of wonder and disbelief. The mana flowed all over her body in rapid, uncontrollable movements, as if it had a life of its own. It was a bizarre and surreal sight, one that left him both in awe and on edge.

Nexus's voice, filled with concern and desperation, called out to Stacy as he watched the surreal transformation unfold before him. His pleas were tinged with a sense of urgency, as he implored her to snap out of the chaotic maelstrom that had taken over her.

"Uhmmm, Stacy?" Nexus's voice quivered, the uncertainty in his tone revealing his growing unease. He had encountered many bizarre and unsettling things in his lifetime, but what he was witnessing now defied all logic. The bright red mana continued to gather and converge, as if it were striving to take on a coherent form.

"Stacy!" Nexus shouted once more, the desperation in his voice growing more pronounced. But it was already too late. Stacy had slipped into a realm of ecstasy, her moans intensifying with each passing moment.