Senior Xu released her head and Fu Yilan started moving back and forth, sucking all the while. Disgusting slurping sounds came from below the counter as she knelt on the stone tile, blowing her Senior. It was probably quite clumsy, but her relentless effort had sufficed, because only a few minutes later he shot his load into her throat, feeding the Void Lotus inside her. Fu Yilan didn’t spill a single drop as she made sure not to let any of the energy go to waste, despite the horrid salty taste of cum.
A large hand reached down and started patting her head affectionately. It seemed like she had done a good job. Fu Yilan kept licking up the valuable energy leaking from Senior Xu’s tip. She could feel him hardening again, his cultivator body boasting stamina beyond that of mortal men. Fu Yilan wanted to try something. If she dragged it out, shouldn’t she be able to drain much more energy from him?
Now that she was more familiar with the process, she started incorporating more and more of the techniques described in her books. Dragging the lips along the shaft sent jolts through her Senior Brother. Moving her head back to the tip, she swirled her tongue around it, looking for his most sensitive spots, and finding them. She catalogued each one, then kept away from them. Her yang energy fountain should keep on giving after all.
This time, Senior Xi let her do as she pleased, not forcing himself down her throat. She took her time, pulling all the energy from his precum. This time, she kept him in her mouth for half an hour, not stopping even when other disciples came in to get missions. She was hidden underneath the counter after all, cultivating in her own way. Fu Yilan looked like she was truly enjoying it, as if her Senior’s pleasure was her own greatest happiness.
“The heavens have truly blessed you with a body that slutty, and me with the chance to turn it into something special.” His breaths were deeper than at the beginning; he was clearly feeling it. “Here I come, drink it all!” His hand gripped her head, but Fu Yilan was already taking him deep, all on her own. She had decided to commit, and she would stick to it. This time, the explosion of yang energy in her mouth was far greater than the first shot. The Void Lotus Demoness art drank every single bit as Senior Xu shot his load directly into her stomach. She could feel the individual pulses in her throat with each separate pump. Oddly enough, it was no longer as painful as before. Her body was changing, adapting. Fu Yilan didn’t mind. It would help her gain strength quicker.
Fu Yilan let the dick slide free, sucking off all residue, and smiled up at him, shyly. “Did I do a good job, Daddy Xu?” She was unaware how alluring she looked, eyes watery and some spittle and cum dribbling from the corner of her mouth. Senior Xu paused for a moment, struck by what he was seeing.
“Yes, you did. Not just good. Great even!” A hunger had appeared in his eyes. Fu Yilan shuddered slightly. “This won’t be enough. This Daddy Xu still has a lot of yang energy to give!” Lifting her up in a princess carry, he used his movement art to rush her to the storerooms. Today, a few mats had been laid on the floor, and he put Fu Yilan down onto them. He started disrobing, freeing a large body that had both muscles as well as a large belly. He slapped it once, seemingly proud.
“This is my meticulously cultivated Shifting Steel Body. Blades of cultivators on my level can barely push through. It makes me quite a force to be reckoned with in a fight, I would have you know!” he bragged. Fu Yilan made an appropriate face, looking impressed. Inside though, she could barely wait to have her blade shatter that self-confidence. “And this Daddy Xu will protect you, so don’t you worry.”
It was hard, incredibly hard, to push down the disgust she felt and give the man what he wanted. Fu Yilan bit her tongue to distract from the pit in her stomach. She sat up, legs to her side, leaning on one arm. “Really, Daddy Xu will take care of me?” She looked up at him with cute eyes, a damsel in need of protecting. Her act only emboldened her Senior further.
“Haha of course. You are mine, and I protect what belongs to me fiercely.” Fu Yilan let her robes slowly glide from her body, sensually, as her books had described it. Going quick had its moments, but there was a power in the suspense of cloth slowly sliding down flawless skin, revealing what lay beneath.
“You’re right, I’m yours,” she admitted with a blush. Her Void Lotus Demoness art let her manipulate her body in the minute ways to tug at other’s heartstrings. It worked as desired, because in the next moment, a much larger body was pressing her down, rock-hard dick pressing at her lower lips. She yelped in surprise.
Fu Yilan let him slide into her pussy, already moistened by her pleasure arts. Each thrust made her chest jiggle, and Senior Xu reached down, squeezing them. She arched her back when he pinched her nipples, pushing her chest up and into his grip. She couldn’t remember being this sensitive. The friction of her robes didn’t draw this kind of pleasure. So, was it only a man’s touch that made her feel like that?
Yang energy was being drawn into her body, refining it, making her more sensitive in the process. Though she didn’t try to suppress her moans any longer, she wasn’t sure that she could have at this point. Powerful thrusts rubbed past every single sensitive part in her pussy.
Senior Xu stood up, lifting Fu Yilan up as well, holding her by her ass. “You should thank the heavens for gifting you one of their peaches.” His hands were sinking into her soft ass as she was held up by him. She wrapped her arms and legs around his neck and hips, holding on tightly. Their bodies were tightly pressed against each other, and Fu Yilan felt the strength contained in her Senior’s body.
She felt herself being pushed higher and higher, and when he came, for the first time, she crested the peak herself. She tried to bite down on the moan put it pushed itself out anyway, long, needy, and filled with satisfaction. It was like a wave that washed away her sanity for a moment. This was coupled with the large amounts of yang energy being pumped into her womb. It was exhilarating, and Fu Yilan loved the feeling. In the heat of the moment, she let her lips find her Daddy’s, greedily making out with him. All the while, the Void Lotus drank up the energy within her.
Their tongues entwined within their mouths for what felt like an eternity, pleasure shooting through Fu Yilan’s body. Then, with a sigh, she pulled back, noticing what she had done. Dread started to replace the soft fog that had layered over her brain, ripping it away brutally. She had lost control, and badly. She would have to suppress future orgasms, though she was unsure if her steadily changing body would permit it.
“You really are incredible. You sure you weren’t some sort of demoness in your past life? The body cultivation art seems to suit you,” he joked, still holding her on his dick. It was slowly hardening again. Fu Yilan wasn’t sure if she could endure much more of this. Especially since her pussy felt more sensitive from before, in part due to cumming, but also because her Void Lotus Demoness art was constantly refining her.
Fu Yilan wanted to risk something. Her books had assured her, that in moments like these, men would easily offer promises, thinking with the brain between their legs.
“Daddy Xu, do you maybe have another martial art for me? Maybe a movement manual or one for fighting?” She blinked up at him, biting her lip slightly in apparent nervousness.
Fu Yilan felt his dick throb inside of her. “I can see if I can find a suitable movement art for you. But you won’t need weapon arts if you have me!” He laughed, boisterous as ever. Fu Yilan forced a smile on her face, ignoring her frustration. She would find a different way to get a weapon art.
“You’re right, why would I need that if I have you.” She kissed him again. By now, his dick was fully erect again. “I’m so lucky to have found a reliable man like you.”
Senior Xu only grinned and started thrusting again. Fu Yilan was surprised. She hadn’t expected her plan to work this well. She had gotten, if Senior Xu kept to his word, a movement art by working less than half a day. This was incredible. Men were such simple creatures, guided by their base instincts. Her body was a weapon to control them, wring out every advantage she could get, before tossing them to the side. She smiled as she was in her Daddy’s arms, earnestly, from anticipation.
That evening, Fu Yilan was washing herself in the dorm’s washroom, when Senior Sister Yang and horse-faced Sister Li came inside after her. Fu Yilan could now feel how strong they were, being a cultivator herself. It seemed like Sister Li was at the second stage, while her Senior Sister was at the fifth. These were only estimates, but her gut feeling told her she was right. Her Senior Sister still felt weaker than Senior Xu though, so he was probably somewhere in the sixth stage of the earth realm.
“Doing good, huh? Being used as a mattress for our dear mission hall supervisor. You enjoying your job, slut?” Fu Yilan kept wiping herself down with a wet towel, noticing that her light skin had been getting smoother recently. And softer. Apparently, she wasn’t the only one aware of her changing body.
Sister Li walked over and started groping her chest from behind. It didn’t feel as good as when Senior Xu did it; after all, Sister Li was a woman and had little yang energy within her. Fu Yilan winced at the rough hands handling her body. “These things been getting bigger recently? Disgusting cow.” Fu Yilan tried to pry the hands away, but she wasn’t strong enough. Yet.
Then Sister Li kicked the stool out from under her, making Fu Yilan fall to the floor. She bit back a cry as she landed on the hard, cold, stone floor. “What do you want”, she asked, acting braver than she felt.
“Leave this sect and sell your body somewhere else.” Sister Li spat on her and turned away, done with her. Her Senior Sister had only been watching, standing to the side, clearly appreciative of how her soldier was doing her bidding. Fu Yilan sat back on her stool and kept washing herself, for what else could she do.
The next day, Fu Yilan struggled through the morning training and sat at breakfast. She was tired, having cultivated most of the night. Being a cultivator, she needed less sleep but less didn’t mean none. It took her a while to notice, through the haze of fatigue, but something about how the male disciples were looking at her had changed. Looks, filled with contempt were shot her way, as well as those filled with lust.
She overheard a few snippets of conversations around her, talking about how she was “loose” and how she “sold her body”. Fu Yilan knew who had spread those rumors. A glance over at her Senior Sister confirmed it. The smile she wore, on the surface pretty and kind, was filled with satisfaction and vile intent.
When she got up to leave, one boy, clearly a few years older and in the third stage, came up to her. “Can this young master offer you some of his powerful yang energy? I promise to satisfy you thoroughly.” Not deigning to respond, she stormed off, anger and embarrassment mixing into an exquisite cocktail of emotion. “Come on, don’t act like that. We all know what you are!” he called after her. Her chest was jiggling as she almost ran to her room, almost as though it was nodding along with the man’s accusations. Fu Yilan hugged her arms around herself, tightly, to calm herself down. It mimicked the feeling of her chest wrap, and the pressure gave her a feeling of control, of familiarity. Sitting in her room, she meditated for a bit to calm her emotions. If her Senior Sister wanted to play like that, then there were a few cards Fu Yilan could play as well.