Fu Yilan had only planned on blowing him once, but he was too skilled, and she was getting horny. It was getting hard to act the innocent young woman, who had decided to offer herself against her better judgement.
“Come on, bend over here.” He had pulled back his hand, strings of arousal stretching between his fingers. “Yes, this is a body I’ll enjoy making dresses for.” Fu Yilan did as he told her, bending down and pushing her ass up. All he had to do was to pull her robe aside to get access thanks to the cut Brother Song had made near her thigh.
She came almost immediately as he pushed his dick in. It was larger than his body’s size had made her expect, scraping past sensitive flesh, burying itself deep inside. She couldn’t help the moans slipping out, and by now she barely cared. It felt too good. A few more thrusts and her body, prepared by the foreplay, shuddered in orgasm, squirt staining her robes. Grandpa Sung just kept on moving.
“Hahaa, yes! I knew it. Cultivator pussy really is leagues above mortals!” He slapped her ass cheeks, soft flesh rippling with each connection. “Yes, yes! Finally, I get to taste one as well.” Something about fucking her had removed a filter in his brain, and he just kept on rambling about how good she felt and how no mortal woman he’d taken could ever compare. Fu Yilan barely listened.
Finally, he came, pouring in all he had accumulated. He had clearly not relieved himself in a while, because the volume was very impressive. Fu Yilan noticed though, that the yang energy was far less concentrated than in Senior Xu or Senior Feng. It also didn’t help her as much. She was getting close to the third stage, and it seemed like third-stage cum would only help her so much at this point. She wondered, if a first stage disciple’s cum would have much of an impact at all.
“Ah, that felt great. Sorry for my outburst there.” He chuckled. Fu Yilan just bowed slightly.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it.”
“Yes, yes, I did indeed. Now, about your clothes.” He handed her a bundle that looked just like her old robes. “Take these for now and come back in three days. I’ll make something that will suit a girl like you just fine!” With those words, he pushed her out of his store.
Changing in her room, she walked over to Senior Feng. She noted that she had been doing a lot of fucking recently. Despite that, her body was as clean as if she’d just come out of the bath. Her Void Lotus Demoness art added arousing body odor to her and ensured that she was always perfectly clean. It was incredibly convenient. Maybe it was because there wasn’t a lot more improvement it could do to her body at her current stage, so it went to maintaining it instead. She didn’t mind no longer needing to rub it down with a cold, wet cloth regularly.
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Three days later, she returned to Grandpa Sun’s store. When she saw what he had prepared, she paused for a moment. It was a bit more…revealing, than she had planned for it to be. But she did have to admit that it looked beautiful. Taking it off the mannequin, he pushed the clothes into her hands and showed her to the changing room.
It was an outfit with dark green, black, and gold accents. Her shoulders and chest were free, showing off flawlessly smooth and supple skin. The outfit hugged her chest perfectly, accentuating its shape and pushing her breasts together slightly, presenting them. She noticed that Grandpa Sun couldn’t tear his eyes away from her cleavage. She let him be. He had done well. Her sleeves were connected to the body below her shoulders, being tight at first, then flaring out around her hands, trailing thin silk that was almost see-through. The dress hugged her body tightly, showing it off. It fell all the way to the floor, a long slit on each side going from above her hip to the ground offering movability. And access.
Green silk was tied around her waist, and golden details added a sense of elegance, winding around her hips. Some more silk wrapped around her neck, connecting to her bodice, letting the outfit barely stay on the side of elegant and alluring instead of slutty and trashy. He had even added in some breathable and soft green silk underwear. She wore it despite the thin string in the back immediately wedging itself between her ass cheeks, disappearing from sight. When she spun in front of the mirror, admiring how everything flowed and fit nicely, she loved it.
Grandpa Sun was a creepy old man, but he was a great tailor, that much she had to admit. Apparently, he had been doing a bit more than just groping her creepily the last time she’d come by. Her movements were hampered by the dress instead of her regular pants and robes, yet not as much as it would seem at first. Still, it would take some getting used to. Fu Yilan activated her Bewitching Fox, Flowing Steps art and could immediately feel that it was meant to be used in tandem with outfits like these. Grandpa Sun was staring at her, both proud and aroused. Fu Yilan felt like she could do him a little favor.
It almost felt like too much. Such a beautiful dress, made from high-quality material by an expert tailor. She could already feel that it was both softer, yet more resistant to tears. Truly incredible. A part of her worried that she was lowering her body’s value too much, but she pushed the thought aside. The dress was just that fabulous. Especially since it harmonized so nicely with her martial art. It was the equivalent of an exquisite blade to her who cultivated pleasure arts.
She sauntered over to him, her Bewitching Fox Steps active. Fu Yilan loved how the silk on her sleeves trailed behind her with every move. Judging by how fixated Grandpa Sun was on her, he did as well. She let her hand caress him as she walked around him, before she stopped and knelt down in front of him. His erect dick was fished out easily and she started sucking. Taking him deep down her throat, he exploded within two minutes, filling her with his delicious seed. It was annoying that her mouth and throat were an erogenous zone, but no matter. There was one more person she wanted to show her dress to, and she was sure he would satisfy her.
Leaving a stunned and grateful tailor behind, she used her Flowing Steps to quickly walk to the mission hall. It felt unfamiliar, moving around with cloth going down that far, more constricting than the flowing robes, though she was getting used to it quickly. The true test was whether or not her Five Diverting Streams art would work with it, but she would find out later. Right now, her pussy was throbbing, craving some yang energy.
Senior Xu sat in his usual seat, behind his counter. She walked in with her Bewitching Fox Steps, taking control of the room, pulling all eyes to her. She got suspicious when it wasn’t significantly easier, getting him under control. When she moved closer, she could feel why. Senio Xu had advanced to the seventh stage.
She could tell that he was naturally resisting her far better. She still managed to let desire cloud his mind, but she could tell, that he was naturally resisting it a lot more. If it had been anyone else, someone who didn’t have their guard lowered as much as he did towards her, she doubted she would be able to control them. It seemed like the seventh stage of the earthly realm was her limit at the moment when wearing her current dress.
Senior Xu got up and wrapped his arms around her, letting his hands slip into the slits on her legs. One hand on each ass cheek, he lifted her up. He had grown a good bit. It seemed like his Shifting Steel Body art had made some significant changes to him as well. Fu Yilan barely felt any disgust as she laid her arms around his neck, kissing him. She had gotten good at pushing those feelings aside. He was her source of strength after all.
Being held like this, it truly felt like a mountain was wrapping around her. Thick muscles were protected all around by layers of fat, acting as natural armor. Fu Yilan felt even smaller than usual as they made out. His tongue pushed around in her mouth, domineering with its strength, violating every corner. When she pulled away, a long string of glistening spit connected the two for a moment.
“You advanced,” she said, stars in her eyes. Her bewitching hold weakened before fading away entirely as she spoke.
“Haha, of course I did! It was only a matter of time. This Daddy Xu shall reach for the heavens with time.” He had a wide grin on his face. “And I see you have an exquisite new dress.”
“Yes, I used all my money because I wanted to look pretty for you…” Fu Yilan looked away shyly. He laughed when he saw her slight blush.
“It looks incredible! Doing your best to please me, as you should! Come on, show it to me.” Still holding her by her ass, he used his movement arts to rush her to the storage room. She noticed that he was significantly faster.
What had started out as some mats on the floor had now been upgraded once more. Dividers with flower patterns had been put up, cutting off the bed from the rest of the storage. It was like a corner, just for the two of them.
“My little slut,” he said, affectionately. “Come on, spin around for me. Show me your dress and what lies underneath.” He undressed and lay on the bed, leaning back, resting his back against the headrest.
Reactivating Bewitching Fox, Flowing Steps, she started to twist and wind around herself. Thin silk fluttered behind her as her body moved fluidly. She was dancing caught in the moment with her new dress. Fu Yilan diverted slightly from the patterns the Bewitching Fox, Flowing Steps set for her and instead transitioned over to the dance of the Five Diverting Streams. Her palms waved around, silk dragging behind them. It didn’t activate because she wasn’t using her palm art’s qi circulation, but she could glimpse at something deeper, just barely.
When she snapped out of her trance, she stumbled. Fu Yilan noticed that she was far more exhausted than she should have been. Maybe it was because she had forced her movement art onto the steps of her palm art. She remembered that she wasn’t alone when she looked at the bed, seeing Senior Xu admiring her, admiring his woman.
His dick too had gotten bigger, and Fu Yilan let her dress drop away to the floor. That horny Tailor Sun had ensured that it was easily taken off. Taking one last spin, she bent forwards as she pulled down her silk underpants. She could her him suck in the air between his teeth as the silk holding them up pushed over her ass, squeezing her soft flesh.
“You really are a little pleasure demoness. And you’re all mine, right?” She looked up at him as she crawled over the sheets toward his dick.
“Yes Daddy Xu, I belong to you.” His hand played with her long incredibly soft hair as she started licking his hard rod. She wondered if it would still fit, but decided to trust in the Void Lotus Demoness art. It would surely have adapted her body to be able to take care of this size as well.
She didn’t have a problem when she took him into his mouth. Both mouth and throat seemed to stretch just wide enough to accommodate him. She neither gagged nor struggled to breathe, somehow. Her body truly was the perfect receptacle for dick.
Pushing his length further and further down, Fu Yilan held eye contact until she reached the base. Her tongue snaked out and licked his balls for a few moments, sending shivers through Senior Xu’s entire body. Wrapping her arms around his thighs, she got to work. Slurping sounds rang out as she sucked the yang energy out of him, strengthening herself in the process. She enjoyed it as well, her sensitive throat ensuring that her pussy was getting nice and wet. Veins and stiffened muscle ran across her tongue with every thrust, and she couldn’t deny it anymore. She loved it, being in this position of power, his most sensitive part under her control.
He was taking a bit longer to cum though. Maybe his advancement allowed for better self-control. It didn’t matter in the end though. A combination of letting it come out, kissing the tip lovingly, then plunging it deep in one fluid motion was what made his futile resistance crumble. Seventh stage yang energy filled semen shot down her throat. It was more than usual, and he pulled his dick free, letting the last few shots hit her face.