Alchemy, Chapter Six: Breeze

Mary stepped into the long-missed Alchemy Academy. The solemn atmosphere made her naturally slow her pace. After entering the gate, straight ahead were the teachers' offices and classrooms. A smaller corridor to the right led to the library, but…
“Heh… I’ve been at the school for five years and have never been to the library,” Mary chuckled wryly. To enter the Alchemy Academy's library, one had to pass at least every subject.
So why had Mary come back to school today? “Mary… why don’t you ask Professor Alina how it is?” Mary recalled the suggestion Alice had given her yesterday: “Don’t let her fierce appearance fool you, she cares about you a lot…” “Uh…” So, Mary got ready early this morning and went into the academy.
“Knock knock!”
“Come in…” Alina’s voice sounded from behind the door. Mary pushed open the door and went in. “Hi, teacher!” Mary greeted her immediately.
“Marie!” Alina gasped. “You… what’s wrong? Why did you suddenly come back to see me?”
“Well… teacher… actually, I’ve run into some trouble lately…”
Alina asked curiously, “You’ve run into trouble? Have you really started studying hard?”
'Ugh… how infuriating… everyone’s like that…’ Mary thought, and said, “I’ve always been studying hard! Recently, the magical equipment shops have run out of the materials I need, so I have to go out of town to gather them myself. That’s why I came to ask you for guidance on how to make some trustworthy guardians.”
“Hmm… how do you make a Sky Amulet?”
“Just grind the Reggie Rock until it’s shiny, right?” Mary answered without hesitation.
“What about the Time Stone?”
“Crush the comet gemstone, wax, and salt in a mortar, add a fire neutralizer, and heat it over an alcohol lamp until it turns into a grayish-white liquid. Pour it into a prepared mold, wait half an hour, and then carve the incantation ‘Time, follow the great will, stand still!’ on the semi-softened surface.”
“Hmm… You’ve improved so much in just one month…” Alina couldn’t hide her surprise. “Have you been paying attention to your level?”
“No…” Mary replied.
“You’re already level 25.” Alina said.
“25!” Mary was extremely surprised. She had only gone from level 1 to 5 in five years at school, and most students were around level 18, but in just one month she had reached level 25, which was already better than most students.
“Doing it yourself is very different from reading books and doing experiments, right?” Alina laughed.
“Hmm…that’s right!” Mary recalled the countless failures she had faced in trying to create that pink, throbbing device, yet she persevered relentlessly. She racked her brains trying to figure out the principle behind the contraceptive ring, and because she was making props that had been lost for a long time, she had to fill in many gaps herself. In the process, Mary unconsciously memorized many basic principles.
“You need to leave the city…I have a friend, not a very close one, but you can ask her for help,” Alina said, taking out a pen and paper, writing a few words, and handing it to Mary: “Her name is Kiri; you should be able to run into her at the bar.”
“Okay, thank you, teacher. I’ll go now,” Mary said with a smile.
“Wait a minute…” Alina called to Mary, “Your things are for you…”
“My things?” Mary watched as Alina flipped through thick books, stirring up quite a bit of dust, and finally pulled out a silver-white magic card: “This is your library card. From now on, you can freely enter and exit the library.” Mary
took the card, her
face lighting up with a wide smile , “Yay! I can finally go into the library! That’s great! Thank you, teacher!” With that, she dashed out like a shot. ********** ... "In a corner against the wall, one bookshelf leaned against another, creating a subtle imbalance. 'Wouldn't it be better to straighten it?' Mary tried moving the bookshelves, but as she separated them, a large hole suddenly appeared in the floor, and Mary fell in with a 'whoosh,' her mouth not even having time to scream before her feet hit the ground. What a pointless trap. 'Is this still a library?' Mary looked around; the surroundings were still full of books, only they looked older. 'Why not just make a staircase? Why set up a trap? It scared me half to death...' Mary grumbled as she weaved through the piles of books. 'Ah?' Mary exclaimed, 'Isn't this the same font as my old books?' In a corner of the underground library, on an unattended bookshelf, were a dozen or so old books written in a continuous, worm-like font. 'Yes, it's the same font!'" Mary picked up a book and flipped through it. She recognized eight out of ten words: "...forbidden items and spells...without the courage to defy the Creator... summoning...methods for dealing with demonic creatures...how to modify one's body..." Mary was thrilled. The information in this book was far superior to her own vaguely described books. She looked up, trying to find the name of this section so she wouldn't have to search again next time. But on the bookshelf were handwritten words: "Undecipherable, Scrapped Section." "Scrapped!" Mary exclaimed in shock. "Scrapped! This won't do!" Mary counted 22 ancient books. "Damn it, I can't let them be destroyed like this!" Mary stuffed her backpack full of ancient books, and carried them in both hands, barely managing to get all 22 books with her. "Great, now I just need to take these books out...so heavy..." Mary got up and headed towards the exit. "Huh?" Mary looked around. "Where's the exit?" "There were only shelves and shelves of books all around, not even a door." Mary looked at the spot where she had fallen; there was a yellow cloth mat on the ground. "If there's no exit, then the entrance is the exit?" Mary gently stepped onto the cloth mat and felt a lightness in her body; she was back where she had been. "Hmm, I'd better hurry back to the workshop." Mary walked out of the library, and luckily the librarian wasn't there, so she returned to the workshop without any hindrance. ********** ... "(Hey, everyone knows who he is, right? He only appears this once in my story. ) ********** ... "Ugh, I hate bleeding..." Despite saying this, Mary still took a needle, pricked her fingertip, and let her own blood drip in. "Then..." Mary looked at the instruction manual in the book: "Stir and stir until all the water boils away... Won't your hand break off?"

In a fit of anger, Mary took out the "Lazy Person's Three Treasures" she had made a few days ago and said to them, "I'm going to sleep. You guys obediently stir the things in the pot for me. After the water boils away, put it in the bottle, understand?" The large soup ladle, one of the three treasures, spun around to show it understood; the small spoon, the second treasure, did the same; the glass bottle, the third treasure, was too big to spin, so it bounced up and down to show it understood.
"Hmm, very good. Don't bother me unless it's important. I got up too early today, and now I'm really sleepy, heh... ahh..." Mary yawned, flopped onto the bed, and immediately fell asleep like a log.
The treasures faithfully carried out their master's task, and two hours later, a bottle filled with black powder sat upright on the table. Mary... of course, was still asleep.
"Mary!" Alice opened the door and walked in. Today, Alice was wearing a light blue dress. "What happened to your meeting with the teacher this morning...? You were sleeping?" Alice didn't want to disturb Mary; after all, she was Mary's friend and knew how much she craved sleep. (Author's note: Just say she's a sleepyhead, why the longing?)
Alice sat down at the table, her eyes naturally falling on a bottle of dark powder. "Huh, isn't this coffee? Hehe, Mary, really, trying to be like those nobles, drinking coffee!" Alice unscrewed the cap, took a cup, poured the powder into the bottle, and brewed it with hot water.
The black powder dissolved into a black liquid in the hot water. "Hmm... so coffee is black...
I wonder what it tastes like?" Alice took a small sip. "Wow! It's so bitter!" Alice frowned. "No wonder people always ask how many spoonfuls of sugar you want in your coffee. Coffee is so bitter. Why do people like to drink something so bitter?" Alice rummaged through the cupboard above the fireplace and found some sugar, slowly adding a few spoonfuls to her cup.
"Hmm..." Mary actually woke up. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and, seeing Alice, said, "It's Alice, you're here."
"Yes."
"What are you drinking?"
"Coffee." "
Coffee? What's that?"
"Mary, you're here again. Isn't this the coffee you bought?" "
I've never heard of coffee. Are you still half asleep?" "
Ugh, I'm not you."
"I really didn't buy any coffee." "
Then where did this bottle of coffee on your desk come from?"
"On the desk? What on the desk? This desk?" Mary pointed to the large desk next to Alice.
“Yes, this bottle of coffee is right here…”
“Oh, I see…wait, that bottle…” Mary thought the bottle looked a lot like her lazy person’s secret weapon, and rushed to the pot to look. It was empty except for a large soup ladle and a small spoon floating at the bottom. “Where’s that damn glass bottle?” Mary asked in a trembling voice, shaking the small spoon at the bottle full of black powder on the table. “Oh my god!” Mary exclaimed in shock: “Alice! You drank the medicine I just made!”
“What!” Alice was also shocked and threw the cup on the ground, the black liquid slowly spilling on the floor. “I’ve already drunk half a cup…”
“Are you alright? Are you feeling unwell?” Mary grabbed Alice’s arm anxiously and asked.
“Not yet. What kind of medicine is it? What did you make?” Alice asked back.
Mary blushed and said, "It's...it's a slave drug.
If you take it, you'll become someone else's slave..." "What did you say!" Alice's face turned pale with shock. "Slave...slave means you have to do whatever that person says, you can't resist? You made something like that?"
"I'm sorry...Alice...I didn't expect this..." Mary apologized with immense guilt, but Alice burst into tears of bitterness. "You...you actually...made me someone else's slave...I hate you!"
"No, not someone else, it's the creator..."
"Then it's still someone else!" Alice cried.
"No, the creator is me...not someone else..." Mary was frantic; she hadn't made the drug for Alice.
"The creator is you?" Alice stopped crying and asked.
"Yes..." Mary nodded shamefully.
"Then I'll become your slave?"
"Yes..." Mary lowered her head in anguish, unable to meet Alice's eyes.
"Then, then there's nothing I can do..." Alice said.
"Huh?" Mary exclaimed in surprise, "Aren't you angry? I did something like this..."
"Of course I'm angry!" Alice retorted angrily, "But, if it were Mary..."
Mary asked curiously, "What if it were me?"
"Then...then..." Alice blushed and lowered her head, "Then...it's okay to become a slave..."
"!!" Mary was shocked, her heart filled with indescribable joy, "Really? Alice?" Mary hugged Alice and asked eagerly.
"Mmm..." Alice's face turned even redder and hotter, "As long as it's you..."
Mary hugged Alice tightly, "Alice..." Filled with tenderness, Mary gently kissed Alice's forehead, "Ah...ah...Mary, I love you..." Alice moaned, her limbs slowly losing strength.
"Alice...is it really okay? You'll become my slave..." Mary slowly removed Alice's clothes, her full breasts swaying as they bounced out of her black undergarment, "Becoming a slave is okay...as long as I'm Mary's...ah ah..." Her erect nipples trembled, revealing snow-white milk.
Mary deeply sucked on the sweet liquid. "Alice... I want you to become my slave..." Mary sighed, "Then I'll fuck my cute little slave every day, fuck her cute little hole..." (Author: Is that any different from now?)
Her fingers slowly inserted into Alice's steaming pussy, from which sticky honey was constantly seeping out. "Ah... fuck me... fuck this slutty slave... master... my master..." Alice gasped, the drug seemed to be taking effect, and Alice began to call Mary "master."
"My slave... come and lick your master's big cock!" Mary swallowed the pink powder in her hand. Since the successful development of Pink Throat, Mary had always carried a packet with her, just in case. Alice's face was flushed, and she slowly opened her small mouth, her white teeth gently hooking onto Mary's glans, her tongue sucking the clear liquid that kept seeping from the tip of the glans.
Alice gazed at Mary's ecstatic expression, thinking, "Ah... my mistress, she's happy because of my service..." Her own eyes involuntarily welled up with tears. Alice's hand moved to Mary's waist, removing her waistband, revealing Mary's round, full buttocks clearly in Alice's eyes. Mary's swollen, red vulva was gushing with shimmering, golden nectar.
Alice gently teased the purplish-red clitoris with her fingers. "Ah... Alice... ahhh..."
Mary frowned, beads of sweat slowly appearing on her forehead, her lower body trembling. Waves of pleasure brought waves of sweet, bitter, and tingling sensations. Alice spat out Mary's penis; sticky vaginal fluid mixed with saliva slowly slid from the corner of Alice's mouth.
"I'm no longer Alice... mistress... I'm just your slave... I'm just your bitch..."
"Look..." Alice turned her buttocks towards Mary, spreading her purplish-red labia with both hands, revealing the hot, pulsating flesh inside. "Your bitch...she's in heat...please punish this little slut, master...fuck her with your noble cock...fuck her to death!" Alice uttered these lewd words from the bottom of her heart, her eyes revealing her wanton nature. Her swaying hips resembled a bitch in heat, shamelessly begging for a cock to penetrate her gushing, wet hole.
"...Lift your ass up, slave!" Mary panted excitedly, slapping Alice's buttocks, leaving a bright red handprint. But Alice's cry was devoid of pain, filled instead with boundless joy: "Ahhh! My master! My master! Punish me! Fuck me! I am your slave! I am your slave!" "Alice trembled with excitement, raising her buttocks high, her moist, fragrant cunt slowly dripping with sticky, lustful fluid.
Mary roughly grabbed Alice's waist, plunging her penis all the way in, the glans pressing against her tender flesh, squeezing hard. "Ahhh! Ahhh! Master! Master! This slave feels so good! You're fucking this slave so good!" "Alice, tears streaming down her face, screamed, her voice filled with boundless lust. Saliva and vaginal fluid mingled, staining Alice's beautiful face, yet she seemed oblivious, only writhing her hips to meet Mary's relentless thrusts.
Mary grabbed Alice's brown braid, and Alice cried out in pain. Mary twisted Alice's neck, forcefully invading her mouth, but Alice responded with unparalleled tenderness, lovingly sucking on Mary's hot tongue; even her mistress's saliva tasted sweet.
Suddenly, Mary forcefully inserted her middle finger into Alice's anus, a wet and hot pressure coming from between her fingers. "Ah!..." Alice's body writhed in pain.
"Slave... I'm going to break your anal virginity today!" “Mary gasped and laughed.
“Mmm…” Alice cried with joy, “My body belongs to Master, Master can play with it however you want…” Alice gazed quietly at Mary: “I’m so happy to let Master enjoy my anus as a virgin…”
Mary then ejaculated large gushes of hot semen into Alice’s body. Mary suddenly pulled her penis out, the convulsing penis spraying out yellowish semen wildly. “Ah… Master’s semen!” Alice cried, taking the trembling penis into her mouth. The thick, hot liquid hit her mouth and esophagus, flowing down her back. Mary grabbed Alice’s hair and pressed her tightly between her thighs.
After a long while, the penis stopped. “Ha…ha…slave…” Mary gasped: “Open your filthy ass, I’m going to fuck your anus!” Alice slowly pried open the tightly closed anus with her fingers. "
Master..." Alice sighed, "Please enjoy the slave's anus...with your wonderful cock..." Mary licked her lips, and with a forceful squeeze, the glans
slid into the warm, dark anus with a "whoosh." The surrounding flesh walls tightly enveloped the cock, every inch of skin feeling immense pressure, making even the slightest movement difficult.
Alice closed her eyes in pain. "Alice, I'm going to move..." Mary said, "Please call me slave...
master...I am your... " "Your tools...you don't need to worry about my pain...your pleasure is my pleasure...
please thrust hard into my anus...cleanse my filthy passage with your sacred semen..." Alice sighed.
Mary felt a surge of heat in her heart, and her lower body began to thrust desperately. Alice cried out in pain, but Mary did not stop for a second. Soon, the rectal wall was softened by the thrusting of the penis, and the penis could be pulled out completely and then thrust in completely again. Sticky intestinal fluid dripped to the ground with a "plop plop" as the penis
was thrusting in and out. "Slave...I'm going to ejaculate...I'm going to ejaculate inside your ass..." Mary gasped, and the tightly closed vaginal walls brought her to orgasm quickly.
"Shoot! My master!" Alice's joyful sobs rang out again: "I want your semen...
master!" "Ahhhhh..." Mary gritted her teeth, and a large amount of semen gushed into Alice's body. "Ah...
ah...so hot...so much semen...semen inside me..." Alice's eyes filled with tears of pleasure.
Mary pulled out her penis, which was covered with Alice's blood. Alice turned around, her lewd gaze fixed on Mary's penis, the glans still trembling with semen. "Master," Alice said, "now...everything I have belongs to you..." Alice slowly licked her slender fingertips, one hand gently playing with her engorged vulva: "But...Master...your little bitch is too lewd...she wants your penis to go inside her...Master, what do you say we do?" “
Mary laughed, ‘Then I’ll have to punish her properly…’ Mary pushed hard, and Alice fell backward, her thighs slowly opening, and hot semen slowly overflowed from her anus and vagina…
**********
Alice’s white body writhed obscenely, Mary spread her legs, enjoying Alice’s selfless service, the bright red, wet clitoris licking clean the sticky fluid on Mary’s penis.
“…Alice…” Mary suddenly said, she was reading the first volume of the book “Forbidden” in her hands, “Please call me a slut or a bitch, my master…” Alice’s beautiful voice said, “Master?” “
I just saw something interesting,” Mary read aloud. “Those who ingest the slave potion will experience severe breathing difficulties, loss of control over their limbs, and excruciating pain throughout their bodies. Only when the creator gently touches their body will this pain be relieved. At the same time the pain subsides, the mark effect transforms the user into the creator’s slave…” Alice suddenly turned pale. Mary, suppressing a laugh, continued, “…Also, this potion is ineffective against: 1. The creator themselves. 2. Those who already have a deep emotional bond with the creator.”
“Mary…” Alice’s pale face suddenly flushed red. “You idiot! You’ve ruined me… ruined me!” Alice was so angry she didn’t know what to say. Thinking about her incredibly wanton behavior just now, it was all because she thought she had become Mary’s slave!
“Hahaha!” Mary laughed loudly. “You can’t blame me, I just saw it too.”
Alice quickly dressed, slammed the door shut, “I’m never talking to you again, you idiot! You big idiot!”
With a thud, she was gone. "
Oh dear, I was just about to apologize to her..." Mary scratched her head and shrugged helplessly. "I'll apologize to her tomorrow..."
Alice walked briskly alone on the street at dusk. "How annoying, Mary is really..." Alice thought, but her fingers unconsciously pressed on the two holes that Mary had just been vigorously penetrated. "But, it felt so good..." Alice felt her face getting hot. "Tomorrow... I'll forgive her... and then... hehe..." Alice chuckled to herself and ran briskly towards her house.

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