My Taboo Academy

Without Crimson Eye reading her exact motion, the counter would have been impossible.

It only bought me 0.1 seconds.

"Ah!"

Liliana recovered instantly and pinned me to the floor.

My defeat had been delayed by barely one or two seconds.

She had me fully mounted and looked completely certain of victory.

"My win."

That was her mistake.

In a sparring match she wasn’t going to immediately punch me unconscious just because she had the mount.

Liliana leaned over me, both arms pressing my wrists to the floor, demanding submission.

I waited for the exact moment and took her breast into my mouth.

*Suck.*

"...!"

Payback for every time she’d thrown me. I latched on and sucked greedily.

"Slurp... slurp... slurp!"

I stared up at her with completely shameless eyes.

Look... I won.

My body is pinned and my arms are locked, but I’m freely sucking the Student Council President’s breasts. The only regret is not having two mouths.

Afraid she might still refuse the stamps, I increased the intensity, tongue flicking rapidly over the nipple.

*Lap-lap-lap-lap.*

*Slurp. Sluuurp. Slurp...*

Liliana looked down at me with a cold expression. That only made me more enthusiastic.

Wasn’t this exactly the kind of possibility the skill created?

"You’re calling that ’touching my body’?"

"Lap, lap, lap, lap."

"..."

I am touching it. Right now. The Student Council President’s precious nipples.

*sluuurp, sluuurp!*

"This is ridiculous..."

"Do you concede?

*Slurp... sluuurp... slurp...*"

"..."

Maybe the whole situation was too absurd for her to even order me to stop. She kept my arms pinned while I continued feasting on her breasts. My cock was already swelling hard from the sheer wrongness of it.

This couldn’t be real, right?

In my head I imagined a clean romantic-comedy ending where I coolly stood up, said "Don’t make careless bets," and walked away.

Reality after Lucky Pervert activated was much messier. I simply kept going.

*Slurp, slurp...*

With nothing else to do, I continued sucking.

"...Huh? President? What’s...?"

"I did touch your body. That’s a fact."

Impossible for her to accept, apparently.

Was she searching for an excuse so she wouldn’t have to admit defeat?

I kept nursing while watching her expression carefully.

"I hold authority over life and death here... In this situation you... um..."

Was the Student Council President actually flustered?

"So for this round’s judgment..."

"It’s embarrassing to be this stubborn."

"I’m not being stubborn. I’m raising a legitimate objection."

The condition had been "touch the body."

I never expected it to go this far either.

"How can you call this a proper touch when it isn’t even an attack?"

"I could always bite."

"Try it and I’ll hit you first."

*Nibble.*

Instead of a real bite I caught the nipple lightly between my teeth and gave it a firm, teasing tug.

Liliana’s hips jerked upward.

Ah. So that felt good.

"That wasn’t a bite."

"Mmm."

*Nibble nibble*

A little more pressure.

Why would anyone attack breasts this nice? They deserved to be cherished.

"You’re still not conceding?"

"I subdued you first. That’s what actually matters, not whatever this turned into afterward."

Ah. So in her mind the victory was already decided the moment she mounted me, and the nursing came after.

"In a real fight I would have struck immediately. You wouldn’t have even been able to lift your head."

I kept suckling while listening to her increasingly strained excuses.

"Then you should have set clearer rules"

*Slurp slurp.*"

"Exactly... before I let you get to my chest... I should have completely disabled you first... my victory..."

Want me to be even more accommodating?

"Is this still not over?"

"You don’t actually think you can escape, do you?"

If it had been any other martial artist I might have bridged my back and thrown her off with raw strength.

Liliana wasn’t that heavy compared to me.

But the way she held me made it clear she wasn’t giving me any opening.

Then try this instead.

The moment I opened my mouth wide and pretended I was about to bite down hard

Liliana casually pressed my head down with one arm.

In that tiny window I freed one hand and grabbed her waist.

"What are you planning? Keep going and I’ll crush your skull like this."

No need for that.

"**Soul Excretion**."

I pressed my thumb against her lower abdomen and clicked right on her uterus.

Like flipping a switch.

The Student Council President, who had been completely dominating me with pure strength, let out a completely unfamiliar, adorable, and unmistakably lewd sound... then collapsed limply on top of me.

No matter how strong the target was, **Soul Excretion** always hit the same way.

The moment it activated, they were flooded with the desperate feeling that something more precious than their own heart their soul was about to be forced out.

Most people were completely incapacitated before the jelly even appeared. They just gasped, clutched at their own bodies, and could do nothing else.

A clean punch or kick would have been more efficient for raw damage.

But the skill had a strange rule: the more delicate and intimate the spot you targeted, the stronger the effect, even with minimal force.

A woman’s lower abdomen specifically a focused uterine massage was perfect.

Firm pressure with the thumb, a slow circular grind, and Soul Excretion triggered almost immediately.

"Hu-hu-huu...!"

The once-domineering Student Council President thrashed weakly against me, like someone who couldn’t swim suddenly dropped in deep water.

Faced with the real risk of releasing her precious soul jelly, she was trapped still half-nursing from me, unable to escape or fight back properly.

*Chup... chup.*

Total lock-down.

Just by holding her waist I kept her completely still.

Of course, this version was far gentler than the full "Apnea Soul Excretion" **Regina** had gone through.

If a full Soul Excretion Smash on a defenseless target was 100% effective,

a uterine click sat somewhere around 5–8%.

’Low enough that the President still hasn’t released the jelly...’

I slid one hand down and cupped the full curve of her ass while my mouth stayed busy and my other hand kept working the slow, deliberate massage over her womb.

"Ah...! Nn... mm!"

Liliana twitched.

I tightened my hold and took full control.

"Do I win?"

"At this level... still..."

Still resisting, even now?

I rolled the trembling Student Council President onto her back.

Positions reversed.

"Ah... ugh... nn...!"

"This is still just an attack. Don’t get the wrong idea."

Her loosened uniform barely covered those heavy breasts.

I wanted to touch them again, but held back.

This was supposed to stay a serious confrontation.

I simply lay beside her and continued the slow, deep massage over her abdomen with my fingers.

Pressing in firmly.

"Ah... ah... ah...!!"

"Like this?"

Was she getting this wet already? Was that normal?

Liliana was enduring the forced exposure of her innermost self, sweating harder than she ever had while actually fighting me.

Her breathing came in short, hot bursts. Her whole body burned.

It looked exactly like heavy sexual arousal.

Had Regina ever looked this wrecked?

I hadn’t realized how effective fine-tuned intensity control could be...

Pressing deeper.

"Yes... yes... ahhhh"

The openly lewd moan that left the Student Council President’s mouth left me momentarily stunned.

Was she actually getting off on this?

Did the idea of having her true self forced out turn her on?

At first the mechanism had felt alien, but it clicked quickly.

Because this was a game.

Why had the same technique done almost nothing to monsters until now?

Also because it was a game.

Male characters and magical beasts probably had their expression and reaction flags turned off.

The heroine’s reaction, though... was extremely provocative.

This was the first time I’d seen it with my own eyes.

"Should I click a little more?"

*Press... squish.*

I rubbed slow, firm circles over the soft, sensitive mound of her lower belly.

"Ha... ah... aah... huaah...!"

A voice I’d never heard from her before.

"Focus. Stay focused."

If I let my mind wander this stopped being training and turned into pure caressing.

I was only proving that with the full set of my vulgar skills I could still touch the Student Council President.

*Squish... press...*

I kept the massage going.

"Oh... ohh...!!"

Liliana shuddered hard. Even with her arms and legs free, the best resistance she could manage was helpless trembling.

[Achievement Unlocked: "Gentle Soul Excretion"!]

[Strength +3]

[Agility +2]

[Deftness +4]

[Achievement Unlocked: "Chain Climax Horse"!]

[Deftness +3]

Chain climax...?

President.

Were you seriously cumming from a Soul Excretion uterine massage?

I tilted her head back and watched the beautiful profile of her face as she panted.

Liliana, completely unaware I was studying her, had her blue eyes wide open in pure ecstasy.

*Squeeze.*

"Ah... my clothes...!"

One more push and she looked ready to break completely.

"Going to give me the stamp now?"

"Not yet... I haven’t... lost... uh..."

Even at the absolute edge she refused to surrender. That alone told me she could probably laugh off most ordinary torture.

"In that case..."

Time to change the angle.

I caught her tightly pressed thighs and slowly forced them open, spreading her legs wide.

"Gasp!"

From a posture she could still barely endure

to one that screamed total surrender.

Liliana shook her head hard the moment her legs were pinned open.

"St-stop... stop it... no... nooo..."

I shifted behind her, wrapped both arms around her, locked her in place with my legs, and resumed the massage.

"Mm... mm...!!"

My fingers never stopped their slow, circular grind over her skin. Liliana’s blue eyes rolled back.

"Hee... hee... I’m an S-class... hero... I never... do cheap things like this... "

Wet, soft sounds filled the quiet dojo.

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