Jax's grip on her breasts was brutal.

All his anger. All his frustration. Channeled into that squeeze.

His hips thrust forward with equal force. Even through layers of fabric, the sound of his balls smacking against her ass echoed across the silent battlefield.

SLAP. SLAP. SLAP.

The force was excessive. Violent. Almost comical in its intensity.

And then something unexpected happened.

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Everyone had turned toward the commotion. Hundreds of eyes locked onto Professor Edric.

Petrified.

'What the fuck is happening?'

'Did Edric just...?'

'Is he... humping the headmistress?'

Lysandra was clueless. She couldn't see behind her. Could only feel hands mauling her chest and something hard grinding against her backside.

She tried to turn her neck. Couldn't see his face. Tried to use force to break the grip.

Useless.

Jax's hold was iron.

Then she broke. Third time today. A new personal record.

Dark energy exploded from her body. Invisible threads materialized instantly. They wrapped around Jax's neck and ripped him away from her.

His feet left the ground. The threads tightened around his throat. Choking. Lifting him higher.

But Jax was smiling.

Even as his airway closed, his hands were still reaching forward. Fingers grasping at the air. Mocking her. Wanting more.

'Just a little closer. I almost had the nipple.'

"Professor Edric." Lysandra's voice was shaking with rage. "Why?"

He smiled wider.

Then his eyes rolled back. Body went limp. Fainted.

Jax felt the pain intensifying. Time to leave.

He undid Soul Thief.

Went Back in his own body.

Jax was on his knees. Forehead touching the ground. The whiplash of switching bodies hit him hard.

Maya's hand rubbed his back gently. But she wasn't looking at him. Her eyes were glued to the drama unfolding ahead.

'Same energy as watching reality TV.'

Jax lifted his head slightly. Watched the chaos.

Professor Edric had regained consciousness. His eyes fluttered open.

Only to find hundreds of faces staring at him. None of them friendly. All of them demanding answers.

His face went pale.

"I... I don't... what happened? Why is everyone..."

Lysandra's mouth opened. Ready to unleash hell.

But then—

"Muah~"

A wet sound. Right between her legs. her pussy...

She froze.

Looked down.

There, lying on the ground directly beneath her, was Professor Aldric. His face was positioned right between her thighs. Looking up at her with the most disgusted expression imaginable.

Like he had just licked a lemon covered in garbage juice.

He had kissed her. Right on her pussy. Through the fabric.

It was Jax in Different body which he Found on her right side. Perfect positioning.

"Headmistress." Jax spoke through Aldric's mouth. His face was scrunched up in theatrical disgust. "What's with this taste?"

He smacked his lips.

"It's so fishy. So bad. Like a fish market had a baby with a sewage plant."

He made a gagging sound.

"I suggest you stay hydrated. It helps with the... aroma."

His eyes gleamed with mischief.

"Actually, hire me. I'll hydrate that pussy for you personally."

Then he leaned forward and licked. Slow. Deliberate. Left a trail of saliva on the fabric.

Made the same disgusted face.

"Okay, I take it back. Even grandmas from my era. The ones who sweated buckets. The ones who didn't bathe for weeks."

He shook his head solemnly.

"Even they didn't smell this bad. This is a medical emergency. Someone call a healer. No, call a priest. This pussy needs an exorcism."

The taste wasn't actually bad. He was lying through his stolen teeth.

But the embarrassment? That was the real goal.

The crowd was frozen. Processing. Malfunctioning.

'Did two professors just sexually assault the headmistress in public?'

'What is happening to this world?'

Some of the sharper minds caught something else. "My era." He said "my era."

That connected to everything Jax had said before. The Dark Lord. The possession. The otherworldly champions.

Was this... proof?

Were the professors being possessed too?

There was no way Edric or Aldric would dare do something like this. Not in a million years. Not even if you paid them. Not even if you threatened their families.

This had to be supernatural.

But Lysandra's mind wasn't processing logic.

She was processing rage.

Pure. Absolute. Murderous. Rage.

Today was officially the worst day of her life. Humiliated. Again. And again. And again. In front of everyone. Her entire reputation shattered in hours.

Her foot rose.

Came down hard.

Aimed directly at the professor's stomach.

But Jax saw it coming. He rolled to the side just in time.

Then, while still lying on the ground, he propped his head up with one hand. Casual. Relaxed. Like he was posing for a painting.

"So, Headmistress." His voice was silky. "Crushing your partner's cock is your fantasy, huh?"

He winked.

"You're definitely my type."

Something snapped inside Lysandra.

Dark energy began leaking from her body. Not just threads this time. Pure darkness. Almost solid black. The kind of power that made everyone nearby take three steps back.

Invisible hands grabbed Jax's leg.

Started pulling.

'Shit. This is gonna hurt.'

Jax immediately undid Soul Thief. Ejected back to his own body.

Just in time.

Poor Professor Aldric regained consciousness mid-air.

"Wha—"

SLAM!

His body was yanked upward by invisible force. Then thrown down. Hard. The impact cracked stone beneath him.

Bones shattered. Blood sprayed from his nose.

But Lysandra wasn't done.

The invisible hands grabbed him again. Pulled him up.

SLAM!

Down again. More blood. More cracks. More screaming.

Jax watched from his position on the ground. Still in that casual pose.

'How can a professor do such a thing to their Boss the one who provides them food?'

'But anyways its absolute cinema'

He shook his head sadly.

'He deserved it though. For his sins. Whatever those were.'

His eyes scanned the crowd. Spotted Zharina. Still had a hand on her pussy due to his earlier kick. And right next to her stood another professor.

'One more round would be fun.'

He imagined it. Possessing that body. Grabbing Zharina from behind. Maybe going lower this time. Really making her scream.

But then he stopped himself.

'No. It'll be too obvious. They'll figure out the pattern. Or at least get suspicious.'

He sighed internally.

'Fine. Let's end this.'

While everyone was still staring at the bloody mess that used to be Professor Aldric, a voice echoed across the battlefield.

"That's really ungrateful of you, Headmistress."

All heads turned.

A guard. Standing on top of the massive bear corpse. One of Maya's tamed beasts that had been killed in the battle.

He stood there using as a cliff to make an announcement.

His posture was relaxed. Confident. Wrong for a common soldier.

"Beating a man to death just because he showed you some affection."

Jax's voice came through the guard's mouth.

"Is that how you treat everyone who cares about you? No wonder your pussy smells like it's been crying for attention for decades."

Some gasps. Some suppressed laughs. Most were just terrified.

'It's him. The Dark Lord. It has to be.'

'He's possessing people at will.'

'We're all fucked.'

Jax looked down at them from his perch. The playful expression on the guard's face slowly faded.

Replaced by something cold. Serious.

"Playtime is over."

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