Being surrounded by women who'd been exuding lewd hormones all day had taken a toll on Rudy. His legs were shivering from the mere thought of them, and the memory of their curves, their fair skin, and every alluring part of them kept flashing in his head. Charlotte's breasts pressed tight behind bandages, Audrey's netted thighs, and her pronounced cleavage in that scandalous leather outfit, as well as the sweet allure of Roxanne's aroma, were truly driving the young man insane.

But this time his hands weren't enough, even though he'd already come a few times in his bed. Having bought a fleshlight after Aura had suggested that he buy it to deal with the effects that being around the girls would have on him, he held it firm in his grip and thought back to the bunny woman who'd reluctantly handed it to him.

That look of rage in her eyes, anger even, was somehow exciting to the youngster. Throbbing to the sight of her flashy, big tits, he pressed his cock into the lubed fleshlight and began pumping his hand like a piston. Panting with his hips raised from the mattress, he felt a tingling sensation in the back of his brain. Chasing that numbing feeling, he imagined himself kissing her for a moment.

Alas, his illusion was broken by the memory of the merchant not only kissing the bunny girl but also being in his dream and fucking his mother's mouth like a fucksleave for his dick. Narrowing his gaze, he tried to push Custer out of his thought and in doing so, he found himself in his place fucking his own mother's mouth.

'N-no!' Shaking his head, he shoved that thought away. 'What the hell is going on?!'

Lowering his hips to the bed again, he glanced down at his cum lathered cock. Wet and soft and barely fitting inside that tall fleshlight. Not even halfway, he could fill it, and for some odd reason, the more he fucked that rubber pussy, the more he felt on edge instead of feeling relieved. Unaware of the charm that the item had, the hero caught his breath and tried to fuck it again.

However, activating once more–the fleshlight replaced him with the man that he was most jealous of in his own imagination. Getting intimate with Roxanne? It wasn't him but Custer holding her by the cuff and pressing his lips against hers. Pressing his face against Charlotte's breasts like he used to as a child? Once again, it was that merchant–not cuddling but rather fucking those lightly tanned tits from between those bandages and all.

Shaking his head again, he questioned why he was even imagining being intimate with his aunt or his stepsister. Only to be reminded of the elixir that exuded all those pheromones and sent him into an animalistic rut.

'Ughh… I can't fall asleep either and now this.' His racing heart and the urge to scratch that perverse itch wouldn't let him fall asleep. Even worse, what should've provided relief was only making things worse. Thus, with thoughts of ending once he'd come once more, Rudy pressed the fleshlight against his cock and pushed it in. The feeling of his shaft being surrounded by rubber bumps made him throb a few times, but not a drop of precum leaked from his tip. Already tired, his body wanted to rest, and yet, thrusting his dick so desperately into that rubber pussy, he ached for relief while only finding the urge to crumble his head until nothing but his carnal thoughts were left.

The capra slave, the bunny woman, the merchant blonde sex slave, and his every family member, he lusted after and imagined in his head. Some give him comfort by holding him in a hug or just nuzzling him up against their breasts. However, once again corrupted by the influence of the fleshlight–he instead saw Custer nursing from the Capra's big milking tits, then smothered by Audrey's sweaty thighs, and eventually making out with Roxanne with his hand grabbing her fat ass cheeks.

This time, however, Rudy did not stop, for he felt a rush down his spine which he couldn't help but chase after. The image of Custer's fingers squeezing and moving Roxanne's ass in his hand was stuck in his head. And driven by lust at this point, he couldn't wash them away. Instead, overwhelmed by many sights–the sight of what he wished he could experience with his partner at least once. He kept watching as Audrey squeezed Custer's massive cock between her thighs and gave him a fleshclashing thighjob.

From a corner, he found himself watching. Much like the dream, the merchant's dick was massive, and the sweaty sheen of the fox-girl's body seemed as if she were lathered in oil. Charlotte's image joined not long after, lying on top of his face with her leopard-patterned bush grinding all over the merchant's face.

Flapping his dick to the rhythm of his racing breaths, the hero lost himself in his lust and kept stroking his flopped dick mindlessly. Not even hard or inside the rubber, he stared into nothing, and came a pathetic slime across his belly. Unaware that he was no longer alone in his room, his hands kept going.

Stroking his dick, losing his sanity–all until he had completely slipped away and finally lost consciousness. Standing stunned by the door was Charlotte, who'd just returned from a brief meeting with the other girls. Holding the paper-wrapped chastity for her nephew, she blinked twice and wondered what was happening.

'Where did he get that?' She asked herself, but then, looking down at the belt, she couldn't help but wonder. 'Can I even ask that? Not like… This is any better!'

Taking a gulp, she closed the door behind her. What lust she'd had for her nephew had whittled away after seeing his pathetic face as he fucked himself to sleep. In its place came pity, almost as if she was staring at an animal that didn't know any better and was simply acting on instinct.

'I didn't know that the elixir affected him this much.' Though aware of the side effects of the elixirs, she could've never guessed that it made Rudy into such a sex chasing beast. 'It can't be good for him. But then again, wasn't I going to ask him to…'

With a nervous quiver on her lips, she shook her head and decided to hold back from doing something idiotic.

"I will leave the belt here for now…" Walking over to the nightstand, she left the belt and decided to let him have the room all to himself that night. However, she wasn't the only visitor that she was getting–after all, Freya was well aware of what Rudy had bought and what kind of device was required to set him right.

After all, it was her plan to make him a special belt after learning about his recent actions. Her only wish now was that her father had worn the same thing before fucking half the other side of the family. Pairing that with the fact that she suspected Charlotte to be after her son, once Rudy had bought that fleshlight, to her, it only made sense to prevent her family's history from repeating itself.

Completely unaware of that fact, Charlotte left the room, but come daylight, that belt would already be as tight as a vice around the young hero's dick. And the only way to open it? With Freya's approval, since she held the key. As for the devil's ploy. Pulling the strings all along from the setup to the execution, the hero's torment had only just begun.

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