After a few minutes of Elizabeth's warm, soft breasts cradling his cock, sensation slowly returned to Ren. The numbness faded, replaced by a rush of tingling pleasure. Every subtle movement of her tits sent sparks through his shaft. His cock twitched and hardened fully again between her pillowy cleavage, the head glistening with fresh precum.
Elizabeth noticed immediately. She gave him a soft, knowing smile, then slowly sat up on the bed. Her heavy breasts swayed and jiggled with the movement, still slightly shiny from milk and saliva. She looked at him with calm, affectionate eyes, her crimson gaze warm in the morning light.
"Let me teach you some basic Tidal Magic now," she said gently. "But before that… you have to do something for me."
She leaned back against the headboard, then slowly spread her long, smooth legs wide apart. The movement was deliberate and unashamed. Her beautiful, shaved pussy was fully exposed to him — plump outer lips slightly parted, revealing the slick, pink inner folds still glistening with the remnants of last night's cum. A thin trail of dried white streaks marked her skin where she had rubbed his cum into herself earlier.
Ren's breath hitched. His eyes were locked between her thighs. The sight of her wet, inviting pussy made his newly awakened cock throb hard.
Elizabeth watched his reaction with a soft, encouraging smile.
"Come here, Ren," she whispered. "Rub my clit for me. Slowly. I want to feel your fingers."
Ren hesitated for a few seconds, cheeks burning with a mix of nervousness and desire. Part of him still felt shy, guilty, and overwhelmed. But another part — the part that had been starved and tormented by the curse — wanted this. Needed this.
He moved closer, kneeling between her spread legs. Elizabeth's pussy was right in front of him — beautiful, smooth, and glistening. He reached out with a slightly trembling hand and gently pressed two fingers against her clit.
The moment he touched her, Elizabeth let out a soft, satisfied sigh.
"Yes… just like that," she murmured, her voice husky.
Ren began to rub her clit in slow, careful circles. Her clit was swollen and sensitive, warm and slippery under his fingertips. He could feel the way her body responded — the subtle twitch of her hips, the way her pussy lips grew wetter, the soft, breathy moans that escaped her lips every time he pressed a little firmer.
Elizabeth's large breasts rose and fell with her deepening breaths. She kept her legs spread wide for him, giving him full access. Her crimson eyes stayed locked on his face, watching his expression with a mixture of lust and tenderness.
"Keep going… a little faster now," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly with pleasure. "You're doing so well…"
Ren's fingers moved with more confidence, rubbing her clit in steady, rhythmic circles. The wet, slick sounds of his fingers on her pussy filled the quiet room. More of her arousal leaked out, coating his fingers and dripping down toward her entrance. Her hips started to roll gently against his hand, chasing the pleasure.
Ren's cock throbbed hard between his legs as he watched her. The sight of his beautiful, powerful witch guardian spread open for him, moaning softly because of his touch, was almost too much to bear.
Elizabeth's hand came down to gently rest on top of his, guiding his fingers just a little.
"Yes… right there," she breathed, her voice thick with arousal. "You're making me feel so good, Ren…"
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Elizabeth's breathing had grown heavier, her crimson eyes half-lidded with rising pleasure as Ren's fingers continued rubbing her swollen clit in slow, steady circles. Her hips rolled gently against his hand, her smooth, shaved pussy becoming wetter with every touch. The wet, slick sounds of his fingers on her folds filled the quiet morning room.
Then, suddenly, she couldn't hold it anymore.
A soft, trembling moan escaped her lips. Her body tensed, thighs quivering.
Without warning, a powerful, warm stream of pee shot out from her pussy.
It sprayed forcefully across Ren's chest and stomach in a long, golden arc. The warm liquid splashed against his skin, soaking him instantly. It ran down his torso in rivulets, dripping over his hard cock and balls, pooling on the bedsheet beneath him. The stream was strong and continuous, bathing his body like a warm, golden shower. The scent was faint and musky, mixing with the intimate aroma of her arousal. Ren's eyes widened in shock as the hot pee continued to pour over him, drenching his skin, running between his legs, and making the bed wet beneath them.
Elizabeth moaned softly, her cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal as she let go completely. The stream lasted for nearly half a minute, soaking Ren thoroughly from chest to thighs, turning his skin shiny and warm.
When the flow finally slowed to a trickle and stopped, Elizabeth looked at him with a soft, apologetic yet mischievous smile.
"Don't worry, Ren," she whispered, her voice husky. "This wasn't an accident. It was an example."
She raised her hand, fingers spread elegantly. With a slow, deliberate motion, she made a gentle pulling gesture, as if commanding the very essence of the liquid.
The pee that had soaked Ren's body and the bedsheet began to move.
Dozens of shimmering droplets lifted into the air, defying gravity. They floated upward like liquid stars, glowing with a soft blue-green aura. The scattered puddles on the bed rose in elegant streams, twisting and swirling in the air before coalescing into a perfect, shimmering sphere of water hovering above Elizabeth's palm. The liquid orb pulsed with inner light, reflecting the morning sun in beautiful, prismatic patterns. Tiny sigils of pale blue energy flickered inside it, representing the flow of Tidal Magic.
Elizabeth looked at the floating sphere with quiet pride, her voice turning into a teacher's gentle lecture.
"Magic isn't about forcing the world to obey you through brute strength," she explained softly. "It's about feeling. Understanding. Shaping. Tidal Magic is the art of flow — of water, blood, emotion, and even time itself. You must learn to sense the current inside everything, then guide it with your will."
She moved her fingers in a slow, graceful spiral. The sphere of pee-water responded instantly, stretching into a long, elegant ribbon that danced through the air like a living serpent. It coiled around her arm, shimmering, before she released it. The liquid dispersed into a fine, sparkling mist that evaporated harmlessly into the morning air, leaving behind only a faint, clean herbal scent.
Ren stared in complete awe, his mouth slightly open. The display was breathtaking — beautiful, controlled, and undeniably powerful. The way she had turned something so intimate and taboo into a demonstration of elegant magic left him speechless.
"Magic is real…" he whispered to himself, eyes wide with wonder. For the first time since arriving in this world, he felt a spark of genuine excitement amidst the fear and confusion.
Elizabeth smiled softly at his reaction, still sitting with her legs spread, her pussy still glistening.
"That was just the beginning, Ren. Tidal Magic can do so much more. But first… you must learn to feel the flow inside yourself."
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