Waves of the Incubus - Chapter 8

Night Terror

That night, Kenichi Mido had the dream again.

Just like the night before, he was standing on top of a tall cylinder stretching straight up out of a bottomless black abyss, with a blazing fire swirling all the way around the circular stage. Because of the fire, the area where he stood was bright, but around it lay nothing but a spreading, reddish-black darkness.

The scene was exactly the same as yesterday.

However, feeling that something was different, he suddenly noticed a man and a woman right in front of him.

He didn't know how long they had been there, but as he focused his awareness, it was a shocking sight. Right before Kenichi's eyes, a completely naked young girl was on all fours, being taken from behind by a heavily built man with dark skin.

"Heeeee!! Guuuuaaaaaah!"

While her lovely face was distorted with pleasure, the beautiful girl kept crying out in ecstasy. However, her voice was mixed with screams, making it clear that she was already approaching her physical limit.

Her cute face shook violently from the fierce thrusts from behind, covered in a messy mixture of sweat, tears, and drool. Her eyes were open but hollow, likely reflecting nothing at all.

"Ku... Kurosawa..."

Yes. The one being taken from behind by the man right in front of him was Natsuki Kurosawa, a second-year student at the Ellis Girls' Academy where he worked. She was the pupil whose sweet body he had greedily devoured just today.

"Aguuuu!! Ahahaheeeee!!"

The sounds escaping her lovely lips were no longer coherent words, but animalistic cries. Her beautiful shoulder-length hair was completely disheveled, her bangs plastered flat against her forehead with sweat.

Gabbing her hair carelessly with one hand, the man thrusting into her from behind pulled her up like tightening a rein. With his powerful hips, he plunged heavily into the depths of the beautiful girl's womb.

"Heeeeeee!!!"

Though Natsuki cried out in pain from her hair being pulled, Kenichi could tell just by watching that there was a certain sweetness mixed into her voice. It was obvious that the bright and lively girl, famous at school, was finding masochistic pleasure in being treated so roughly by this powerful man.

Yesterday evening, Kenichi had fully possessed Natsuki in the science prep room, which could be considered his stronghold. He had bent the school-uniformed girl's body into various positions on the sofa, indulging his raging desires to his heart's content on her youthful, vibrant flesh.

Ultimately, after releasing his desire inside the high school girl's womb three times, Natsuki was left completely exhausted and drained, preventing him from going any further. Though Kenichi still had plenty of energy left, he had no choice but to put the unsteady Natsuki into a taxi and send her home safely to avoid public eyes.

During the three times Kenichi ejaculated inside her, Natsuki was subjected to countless ecstasies, her young body twitching and writhing every single time. Every time Natsuki reached an orgasm, he absorbed the energy radiating from her body, and his erect manhood remained incredibly rock-hard while buried inside her.

Kenichi couldn't understand why that same Natsuki was now being possessed by another man. Of course, it was impossible for Kenichi within the dream to make sense of it.

Suddenly, looking closely to confirm the man's identity, he froze in horror.

(A... a demon...)

The one taking the naked high schooler from behind was the very demon that had appeared in his dream the night before. Its eyes slanted upward in a bright red hue, and its mouth tore open all the way to its ears. Two horns grew from its hairless head, and a long, black tail extended from its backside.

Looking closer, the demon was drooling, appearing somewhat entranced. With its massive purple member slicked with lubrication, it ruthlessly and powerfully thrust into Natsuki's intimate depth. The lewd, squelching sounds of moisture and the damp, slapping sounds of flesh hitting flesh echoed through the silent space.

Furthermore, countless red tentacles sprouted from the demon's body, visibly wrapping themselves around the beautiful girl's bare skin. They coiled tightly around Natsuki's naked body, constricting her chest and groin.

"Heeeee!! Aaaaaguuuuuuuu!!!"

Once again, Natsuki reached a new peak of ecstasy. With her hair pulled back by the demon's clawed hand, she plummeted into the deep abyss of overwhelming pleasure. The depth of that pleasure was palpable even to Kenichi, who was watching from the side. It was a forbidden fruit far too sweet and intense for a girl of her tender age to experience.

"Who are you?!"

He questioned the demon, which continued to violate the high school girl while thick drool spilled from the corner of its large mouth.

However, the demon did not react at all, remaining entirely absorbed in taking the beautiful girl. Its eyes were filled with madness, showing absolutely no interest in anything other than its own desire.

"What are you?!"

The demon still didn't respond, continuing to relentlessly plunge into the girl positioned on all fours.

"Hee!!"

But then, Kenichi saw it.

The demon's face was gradually beginning to transform, shifting into that of a human.

While its skin color remained the dark black of its demonic form, its eyes, nose, and mouth were reshaping into those of an ordinary human being.

The face of the one violating the weeping, screaming girl while drooling uncontrollably was his very own, twisted in a smirk of pure lust.

"Heeeeeeeee!!!"

He bolted upright with a scream. At that exact moment, he realized he had been sleeping in his own bed in his bedroom.

(...A... a dream...)

Without thinking, he exhaled the breath that had been trapped in his lungs.

(Another... another incredibly realistic dream...)

He remembered the scene he had just witnessed as vividly as the dream from the night before. Details that would normally blur over time could be reconstructed as clearly as if they were real events.

The altar-like circular stage.

The crimson flames surrounding it, coloring the sky red.

Natsuki Kurosawa and the demon bearing his own face, coupling together right before his eyes while crying out in joy.

Or rather, should he call it himself with the face of a demon?

As he traced back his thread of memory that far, Kenichi realized he was fiercely erect and drenched in a cold, shivering sweat.

Yet at the same time, he felt his body overflowing with strength, a surge of energy welling up inside him.

Kenichi normally suffered from low blood pressure, making him extremely weak in the mornings. Even after arriving at school, he usually lacked vitality and spent most of the morning in a daze.

But this morning was different. It felt as though an internal generator had been switched on, sending energy pulsing through his core.

(Is this also the 'power' of the contract?)

When he sprang out of bed, his body did indeed feel abnormally light. Despite having made the high school girl cry and heavily spending himself inside her yesterday, his morning erection was incredibly firm, his angled member practically reaching his navel. Even though he was past thirty, it felt as though he had reverted to his high school days.

The mole resembling a black butterfly with open wings was still clearly visible right on the midsection of his manhood.

(Is this the proof of the contract with that demon?)

The moment that thought occurred to him, the intense events of yesterday came rushing back into his mind.

He had shared a dizzying, passionate encounter inside the school with Kurosawa Natsuki, one of the most beautiful girls in the academy. He had pinned down the uniformed student on the worn-out sofa of the science prep room, bending her body as his desires dictated, devouring the youthful fruit.

It felt like a dreamlike interval.

The sensation of her tight warmth squeezing his rigid manhood, the exquisite pleasure of those intricate folds wrapping around him. The sheer delight of pouring his wicked seed into her womb while watching the beautiful girl tremble and moan in fear of pregnancy.

However, thinking about it calmly now, it was hard to believe such a thing had actually happened; it felt inexplicably like an occurrence from a dream.

(But it's reality...)

The fact that he was standing there without his glasses was absolute proof. Furthermore, his semi-erect member still held the vivid, raw sensation of the beautiful girl's tight embrace.

Looking at the clock, it was 6:00 AM. There was still more than enough time before he had to head to school.

Wanting to release the energy welling up from his body, he changed into his jogging shoes and dashed out into the morning streets.

He ran through the town for about thirty minutes, and his body felt unbelievably light; he returned to his room feeling completely refreshed. Kenichi was not naturally athletic, but his jog this morning clocked a pace comparable to a marathon runner, drawing looks of surprise and envy from other joggers he passed.

He took a shower, enjoyed breakfast with time to spare, and even took his time thoroughly reading the newspaper before heading to the station. It was a world of difference compared to yesterday, when he had boarded the train feeling utterly defeated at around the same hour.

Even on his walk to school after getting off the train, Kenichi responded to the students' greetings with such cheerfulness that students and fellow teachers who knew his usual demeanor looked at him with strange, puzzled expressions.

"Good morning!"

He greeted everyone loudly the moment he walked into the staff room. His voice was brimming with confidence, making him seem like an entirely different person compared to the Kenichi of yesterday.

"Good morning. You're remarkably energetic this morning," Vice Principal Usami replied in his usual sarcastic tone. Looking at his face, Kenichi instantly felt a dark, murky emotion welling up inside him. However, he kept it completely hidden, leaving the spot after giving a non-committal reply. There would be plenty of time to show his fangs later.

Taking his seat, the middle-aged teacher next to him started chatting about this and that as usual, but Kenichi brushed him off with vague responses while he waited.

After a short while, the person he was waiting for finally appeared in the morning staff room.

It was Junko Yoshikawa.

"Good morning."

The moment she entered, every eye in the staff room was drawn to her.

"Good morning, Ms. Yoshikawa."

"Good morning, Vice Principal."

Junko Yoshikawa and the vice principal exchanged standard pleasantries as she walked briskly between the desks, commanding everyone's attention.

Today, Junko was wearing a skirt that was rather short for a teacher, exposing her shapely thighs and long legs. Her tight mini-skirt snugly hugged her hips, leaving onlookers to imagine the sweetness and softness of the flesh underneath.

Several male teachers, including Vice Principal Usami and Kenichi, found themselves swallowing hard.

"Good morning."

As she took her seat diagonally across from him, Junko gave her usual greeting. Kenichi took a breath and spoke up clearly.

"Good morning, Ms. Yoshikawa."

At that, not only Junko but the surrounding teachers turned to look at him with startled expressions. And for good reason—the science teacher, who usually gave the bare minimum of greetings in a voice as faint as a mosquito, had just spoken up loud enough to echo across the room.

"...G-Good morning, Mr. Mido."

Recovering quickly from her surprise, Junko returned the greeting with her flawless, polite professional smile. Normally, Kenichi would have flustered, but having gained immense confidence from recent events, he remained completely composed even in an atmosphere that would have made his past self want to flee.

"Here is this. Thank you very much. I made sure to wash it properly."

"Oh... thank you."

What Kenichi handed over to Junko was the handkerchief he had borrowed yesterday. He had taken it home, carefully hand-washed it, and even ironed it out.

"It was a big help."

"No, don't mention it..."

It was a brief conversation, but for Kenichi, it was a massive step forward. After all, ever since he was appointed to the school this spring, he had barely spoken a word to Junko, always just watching her from a distance.

"Well, if everyone is ready? I'd like to begin the morning meeting..."

He wanted to talk a bit longer, but Vice Principal Usami announced the meeting with a sharp glare directed at him. The tone of his voice carried a distinct hint of jealousy and hostility toward Kenichi for talking to Junko.

(My intuition is incredibly sharp today too...)

Strangely, his mind felt several times clearer than usual, as if he could grasp the underlying truths of things instantly. This tendency grew even stronger after arriving at school; along with the lightness of his body, the internal energy seemed to vitalize his entire system.

While tuning out the vice principal's tedious talk, he stole glances at Junko Yoshikawa's beautiful features diagonally across from him, causing a dark, thick desire to pool heavily inside him. Recalling the wonderful body of Junko he had witnessed two nights ago, blood rushed rapidly into his core.

(Here it comes!)

At that very instant, that familiar sensation began to envelop his surroundings once more.

With himself at the center, a dark ripple expanded outward like a radar. Through it, his awareness went far beyond mere sharp intuition; he could map out his surroundings perfectly. His five senses became so acute it felt as though the entire world was within his grasp.

(Heh... So Ms. Yoshikawa is on her period...)

For some reason he couldn't explain, he could perfectly grasp the condition of Junko's body. It seemed that was the reason she hadn't been able to sleep with the vice principal yesterday.

(Hehe... Serves you right...)

Amused by the vice principal's visibly irritated demeanor, which was likely due to that, Kenichi let out a quiet chuckle. The science teacher, who had acquired this strange 'power,' felt a thrill of excitement as he began to contemplate exactly how he was going to use it from here on out.

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