Chapter 871 871 - A strange experiment*
Unsurprisingly, Astrid was more than happy to help. While Erik closed his eyes and started thrusting his hips again—though much slower than before—Astrid grabbed one of the floating dicks with a wide, excited grin.
Rather than do something with it herself, however, she moved over to Emma while dragging the dark-blue appendage with her. Although she did feel the situation was supremely weird, she also found it arousing and amusing.
Reaching Emma, she pulled out the ball gag. "I assume you're willing to help?" she asked her sister-wife, a playful twinkle in her eyes.
Emma blushed a little… then silently opened her mouth. With that clear invitation, Astrid giggled as she guided Erik's spatial dildo between Emma's waiting lips. As soon as it entered, it began to push forward. Soon, Emma's throat was expanding the same way as Nora and Anne's were.
She moaned softly, but didn't skip a beat in beginning to pleasure it. She'd done this before, though it did feel a little different now. Since Erik had figured out how to shape the tentacles exactly like his cock, the feeling was far less foreign. She did still prefer the real thing, but finding Erik-shaped dildos in random places wasn't a strange thing anymore, and she'd tried them…
With Erik now fucking three different throats using either his real or fake cocks, Astrid quickly moved back to the bed. Grinning excitedly, she actually jumped up next to Anne. After putting herself in the exact same position as the two servants, she guided another spatial dildo between her own lips.
Now, he was slowly fucking four different throats, but could yet only feel one of them.
While Astrid was doing all this, Erik had turned his omnisense wholly inward. The reason Astrid had to do all that was because Erik wasn't paying attention to the outside world at all anymore. Rather, his spatial cocks were simply performing the same motion his real one did on repeat, while Erik did something he didn't think he'd ever do…
He used omnisense to thoroughly bisect his own hog.
Fucking Nora's throat as he did caused all kinds of touch, pleasure, and other senses to flare up all along his dick, and he noted them all down. Every moment he made, every squeeze from Nora's oesophagus, and every flick of her tongue caused a different response.
It took him at least thirty minutes to map it all out. During this time, slurping filled the room as four women patiently allowed him to fuck their throats at an agonisingly slow pace. Emma was bound, while Nora and Anne stayed perfectly still, so the only one who could have any fun of her own was Astrid, who used her hands to soothe the burning lust she felt during the way.
By the end, Erik was using his mental eye to look at a cross-section of his cock. It looked like a neural map of the brain, with many different coloured signals firing all along its length.
With the first step completed, next came the hardest part: getting his omnisense to copy this map. He thought for a moment, then contacted Elora through their bond. If he wanted to add in a new sense to his omnisense, he first needed to understand how the current three interacted with his perception. Who better to help him with this than his beloved fairy and her vast repository of knowledge?
After explaining the situation, Elora first spent a minute laughing and giggling before helping and even complimenting him. Erik waited with wry patience for her to finish.
"Setting aside the hilarious reason you're doing this, I'm actually impressed with the way you're approaching this," she began, still suppressing the occasional giggle. "I think I can share a technique that will help…"
Information surged into his mind, and Erik quickly absorbed it all. What he got was a pretty simple technique for separating his omnisense into its base components of sight, smell, and hearing.
Deep in thought as he was, he barely realised the situation in his room remained unchanged. For another fifteen minutes, he learned the technique while he absentmindedly scraped the throats of four members of his harem.
After finally splitting his omnisense, he started inspecting the results and asking Elora for more information. He'd known before that omnisense was the product of a soul growing stronger, and the first thing he noticed was the ways in which each of the three parts of his omnisense was connected to the soul.
So, the next step involved figuring out how to connect the nerves from the cross-section of his dick to his soul in the same way. Fortunately, he knew someone who was not only very knowledgeable on souls in general, but also had plenty of experience with his soul in particular…
At this point, Elora had already dropped what she was doing before and moved to the library to help him research this problem from a distance. Though obviously unimportant and trivial, the fairy was helplessly intrigued by the wider prospect of what Erik was attempting to do.
For the next hour, they swapped ideas and findings until some progress was finally made. With a victorious laugh, Erik felt tendrils of his omnisense adhere to the spots in his soul he'd found with Elora's help.
He quickly re-merged the three main parts of his omnisense—deliberately choosing not to combine them with the new part out of a concern for unforeseen consequences—thus leaving him with his main omnisense and a much weaker offshoot.
'Now the next part's easy,' he muttered to himself… before suddenly realising he was still thrusting both his hips and the spatial versions of his shaft.
He quickly opened his eyes… and saw the room was no different. He'd been kneeling next to his bed, thrusting into Anne's willing throat for nearly two hours without cumming—as his brain had been fully occupied with other things. Meanwhile, the other three women had been enduring the same from his spell versions.
Fortunately, none of their bodies got easily sore… They'd probably have to do this for an entire day before the weakest body among them would start experiencing pain and soreness.
Still, some guilt crept up in his mind as a light blush appeared on his cheeks. Yet, looking into their eyes, he noticed they'd all entered a kind of half-sleep-trance. Though it wasn't a surprise that Emma, Nora, and Anne had been unwilling to disturb him, he was a little surprised that even Astrid had simply accepted the situation and leaned into it.
Slowly, a smirk appeared on his lips as the guilt evaporated. Rather, he felt pride and love at the lengths these women would go through to please and support him.
Regardless, since it didn't look like there were any issues, he continued…