Netori: Reborn as the Human Aphrodisiac

"Ahh…" The moment Mithras unloaded for the final time, Ishtar relaxed, sprawling on the bed as she settled in a delightful afterglow. Mithras lay beside her watching the look of bliss and contentment on her face with a doting smile.

They'd finally done it—crossing a line, that'd no doubt send their old man flying into a rage. Even Menaka might not necessarily be that supportive, especially considering how codified and uptight the Balmarian Aristocracy was in general.

But again, who cares? Their opinion didn't matter. The world could go to hell. For this night and all the nights to come were no doubt worth the heckles of mortals and gods alike!

But as the pair fixed one another, sharing myriad words in silence, a tiny red snake crawled up the bed, slithering to Mithras' crotch, and expanding as she latched on the Human Aphrodisiac's dick, outright wrapping herself around his meat.

Here, the cute snake head turned into an angry mini dragoness, squeezing hard on Mithras' cock while stroking and rubbing up and down his shaft. If not Nagini, who else?

"The…fuck?" Not prepared for this turn of events, Mithras lost it, his jaw dropping as his eyes widened at Nagini's assault.

"Mithras, what did I do to you? Why do you keep neglecting me? Humph! Imagine if I died tomorrow! You would cry thinking that you never got the chance to make babies with Nagini! And it would all be your fault!

You're a bad bro, bad boss, bad everything! Still love you…but I will punish you!" Nagini sobbed a little—moistening Mithras' cock with a red oil lubricant while stroking her scales on his cock.

<Red Nagaraja (divine class): The creations of Heruka and Ananta, the Nagaraja possess the rare ability to shift between snake and dragon form, one emphasizing speed and flexibility while the other focuses on raw destructive power.

But unlike their reclusive forest-dwelling cousins, Heruka's Red Nagarajas are notorious for their high libido. Often struggling to keep their hands off their lovers.

Note: The primal essence of a select few Nagarajas contains a divine-class aphrodisiac that can boost the host's Ero Guru prowess> The system's reminder echoed in Mithras' mind.

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But again, the timing couldn't be more inappropriate. And so, by the time Ishtar had noticed Nagini's astonishing attack, the nagaraja was flicking her tongue on the underside of Mithras' cock, firing a blast of mysterious flames that turned his shaft red as it swelled even further!

Meanwhile, Nagini's tail didn't stop dancing—gliding all the way down to Mithras' balls, and massaging them both while squeezing and stroking the underside of his cock. Her body temperature went through the roof, and she opened wide, sucking the head with one gulp, and pulling a toe-curling orgasm out of her Mithras dearest.

"Ohhh—damn!" Although Mithras was aware of Nagini and Honoria's presence from the start, he really didn't expect his naga familiar to pull off such a stunt. And who could blame him? Nagini's throat milked Mithras with gusto, draining his balls so fast that he started wondering if he'd not lost his cock in a succubus' cunt by mistake.

*Gulp*

Nagini sucked it all down in one try, showing a natural and transcendent cock-sucking talent that left Mithras hungry for more. In that instant, the Human Aphrodisiac resolved to get at least one Nagini blowjob a day—making a better use of the troops' resources.

"You are lucky I love you to death and can't live without you! But now you know my might!" Nagini returned to human form, folding her arms below her watermelon-sized breasts, and pouting in indignation. Interestingly, in her little outburst, the naga forgot to change her tail back, her wide, scaled hips swaying left and right as she fumed in frustration.

"Oooh…" But here, Mithras' milk revealed its might, sending poor Nagini reeling into a drunken stupor. The world around her spun, the illusions of a million Mithras surrounding her. The real one caught her before she crashed, pouring a soothing wave of energy into her back.

"Easy love, you're working too hard. My fault. Such a sweet and devoted girl should never have to work so hard to get her lover's attention. My apologies. Can you please forgive me?" Mithras asked, instantly making Nagini blush with a silly smile.

"Ohhh…always!" The Nagaraja leaned in, getting a taste of her Mithras dearest's lips before covering his face with a million kisses. So easy to please yet so neglected. It was indeed criminal. As a man of culture, Mithras couldn't stand injustice, and so resolved to give Nagini exactly what she wanted: a memorable pounding!

With an enchanting smile, Mithras pulled his naga into his arms, letting her enjoy the warmth of his arms as his engorged cock poked at her abdomen. The feeling of Mithras' hot and pulsing cock pressing into her skin gave the bold Nagini wild ideas. And she mellowed out, flushing hard as she imagined her cunt making a sandwich of Mithras' meat stick.

The possibilities! No…be more reserved and ladylike. Otherwise, Mithras might mistake you for a hussy—the tragedy!

And so, with her best show of self-control, Nagini stayed mellow and innocent, flashing doe eyes at Mithras while waiting for him to make a move. The youth obliged, lifting Nagini by the waist and keeping her locked on his lips while making her press her slit into his shaft, and breaking her cunt open with a slow thrust.

A pained yelp flew out of Nagini's lips, silenced by Mithras' mouth as he made her focus on his eyes and tongue instead. Nagini's cunt slowly stretched to accommodate Mithras' shaft, taking him inch by inch till his cock buried in her snakegirl tunnels.

Mithras didn't move, letting the naga adjust to his girth while squeezing, teasing, and molesting her breasts in his large hands. "Mhmmm!" Nagini moaned in Mithras' mouth, lost as her focus shifted between the smooching, groping, and stuffing. Her arms wrapped around Mithras' neck, nails trailing his back while her cunt relaxed on his monstercock.

The pictured meat sandwich had become a reality. Nagini: 1! Culture: 1,000!

'I thought I was brave. But that girl is on a whole other level. Insane! Mithras, where do you find them?' Honoria couldn't believe her eyes, and unwilling to fall into the background, the rabbit girl crawled out of hiding, her white fluffly ears poking out first as she hesitated between joining and returning to hiding.

She wouldn't have the chance to fight for space. A strange glint flashed in Ishtar's eyes, and she stood up, flicking her tongue up Mithras' back, and going up his neck before latching on his earlobes. Now trapped between Nagini at the front, and Ishtar at the back, Mithras no longer had place for Honoria. And so, she returned to hiding, cursing herself for not being fast enooouugh!

No worries. Mithras would give her due servings later. But for now, the innocent-not-so-innocent duo had his attention. The two pressing into him as if trying to bury him under their massive breasts.

What a beautiful way to die! But here, Mithras started moving his hips, coiling in snake-like patterns as he rotated his shaft in Nagini's unique love tunnels—discovering the lewd pleasures of a naga's body. The sensation was like no other. As if hundreds of cunt walls were folding into Mithras' shaft at once.

If not for his proven track record, the Human Aphrodisiac would have nutted at once, shaming his glorious name. Thankfully, he was now a tried and tested veteran, savoring the mind-bending feel of Nagini's hole while stuffing her in slow motion.

"Mhm—mhmmm!" The pace picked up in a minute, Nagini's hips smashing into Mithras' cock as Ishtar devoured him from behind, enjoying every inch of his body like a five-star delicacy. Mithras' hands sank into Nagini's ass cheeks, the unusual feel of her scarlet scales adding to his lust. The youth plowed at will, sinking into Nagini's walls with hard and battering thrusts.

But no matter how much faster Mithras went, it would only take a few pumps for the Nagaraja's body to adjust. As if she'd been crafted by a transcendent being to become the perfect bedroom partner.

In that instant, remembering his original destiny, Mithras added the Red God to his kill list. Of all the warnings of the Lord, that one was the most obvious. Heruka had to die or Mithras would never be at ease!

Since when did he resolve to murder folks based on things they could potentially do? Mithras didn't recognize himself. Yet every fiber of his being told him…that Heruka had to die. The sooner the better!

Ishtar's hands squeezed her brother's butt, coping a feel and drugging his hips with erogasmic energies while he hammered at Nagini's cunt, making the naga convulse nonstop—each moan and groan lost in Mithras' mouth as the two refused to let go.

"Ohhh…fuck—ahhhh!" Ishtar's energies filled the pair, and they broke the kiss, backs arching as they collapsed in a toe-curling orgasm.

Mithras' milk flooded Nagini's cunt, filling her with enough spunk to impregnate a harem! But they didn't stop here, all three rutting for twelve hours straight before collapsing on one another—drained through and through!