Seducing Aliens For SSS-Rank Skills

Kalon looked along the line once more. Every one of them had reacted. Every one of them had produced a good amount nectar under his hands.

"All of them," he said. "They’re ready, and I would like to give them my light."

The six disciples eyes widened wider than they ever had before. Several of them let out quiet breaths of relief. A few glanced at each other with clear anticipation.

From the fondling alone they had already felt traces of warmth moving under their leaf-skin. The promise of real light made their postures shift with excitement.

Nyphara’s made a face that showed approval.

"The Mother Tree will be pleased. However, full radiance is not a small thing. How many can you give it to today, Light Bringer?"

Kalon shook his head.

"I will choose one woman today. As you and Yildaphia know from experience, this is a process that shouldn’t be rushed."

Yildaphia blushed and looked away, shy.

A soft wave of disappointment moved through the line. The disciples stayed quiet, but their faces showed it.

Kalon’s gaze settled on the fifth girl.

Niralana.

She was the smallest. The most petite. Her closed robe still looked slightly oversized on her frame.

During the inspection she had shaken the entire time and kept her eyes tightly shut. Even now she stood with her shoulders slightly drawn in, as if trying to take up less space.

She’s self-conscious about her size, More than the others. I’ll make her feel good about herself.

"I’ll give the light to Niralana," he said.

Niralana’s head snapped up. Her mid-green face darkened with sudden nerves and disbelief.

"M-me?"

"Yes. Come with us."

The other women looked at her with surprise.

Why had he chose her? They thought. She had the most dissapointing body of them all, in their opinions.

However, Kalon loved all women. His first, Josinia, had smaller breasts herself, whilst his second, Sifa, had breasts that you would see in porn.

Nyphara nodded and gestured toward a side passage.

Yildaphia moved to Niralana’s side and gently guided the smaller girl along.

The other five disciples watched them leave with heavy looks of jealousy on their faces.

The back room was smaller and quieter. Soft green light came from moss lanterns on the walls. A simple woven mat and low cushions were at the centre.

Nyphara closed the leaf-curtain behind them so that no passerby’s might see.

Yildaphia stayed near the wall, hands folded, ready to observe. Niralana stood in the middle of the room, fingers twisting the edge of her robe.

Kalon stepped in front of her.

"Open your robe."

Niralana’s hands trembled, but she obeyed. The fabric parted and slipped off her shoulders. Her very small breasts were exposed again, almost flat at the top with only a soft lower curve.

The leaf-flesh was delicate. Thin trails of earlier nectar had already dried on her skin. She crossed her arms for a second, then forced them back down, clearly embarrassed by how little she had compared to Nyphara or even Yildaphia.

Kalon activated Crown of Heaven.

A golden crown of light formed above his head. Warm, concentrated radiance filled the room.

Niralana flinched at the sudden brightness and raised one hand to shield her eyes. Kalon reached out, took both of her wrists, and lowered them.

Even Nyphara and Yildaphia were being struck with pleasure just from being in the room.

"Don’t hide. Let it hit you."

He placed both hands on her small breasts.

The light sank into her leaf-skin immediately.

Niralana’s back arched.

"Ah—!"

The radiance poured straight into the delicate flesh. Her tiny breasts heated from the inside.

Soft green colour Became darker. Nectar began to bead across the surface of those breatss within seconds.

Kalon kept massaging her with his palms, whilst using his thumbs to brush the soft lower curves.

Niralana’s legs quivered with lust. She tried to stay upright, but the intensity forced her to lean into his hands like she was a toy that belonged to him.

More nectar formed and ran down the centre of her chest in thin, sticky lines. The smell of fresh plant sugars filled the small room.

Kalon increased the output slightly.

The light grew denser. Niralana cried out again, higher this time. Her small breasts pulsed under his palms as photosynthesis took hold of her already.

The leaf-flesh grew warmer and slightly swollen. Nectar stopped beading and started flowing in steady streams, dripping from the undersides of her breasts onto the mat below.

Her thighs pressed together where more, sweeter nectar flowed.

Shivers ran through her whole body.

"It’s too much— inside— ah!"

Nyphara and Yildaphia watched in silence.

Yildaphia’s own smaller chest rose and fell a little faster as residual light reached her. She had the urge to play with herself, but wouldn’t dare.

Nyphara’s expression stayed composed, but her heavy breasts showed a faint sheen of new nectar along the lower curves as well.

Kalon kept his hands on Niralana and fed her more radiance.

Her knees finally gave out. She dropped to the mat, but he followed her down, still cupping her small breasts, still pouring light into them.

Niralana’s head fell back. Her mouth opened and let out lewd sounds that no one but a woman’s husband should hear.

Photosynthesis ran through her without restraint. Nectar sprayed in small arcs from the surface of her breasts and soaked the front of her open robe, the mat, and Kalon’s wrists. Her green skin glistened under a full layer of the sticky fluid.

Her body jerked hard once, then again. A longer, shaking cry left her throat.

Nectar gushed more heavily. The small breasts under Kalon’s hands pulsed and leaked without stopping.

Niralana’s eyes rolled back into her head so that he could only see white, and drool ran down her chin.

Her small limbs went limp against the mat, completely lost in the light-driven pleasure.

Only then did Kalon ease the Crown of Heaven and let the golden radiance fade.

Niralana lay in a heap on the wet mat, chest rising and falling, small breasts still dripping.

The entire front of her body was a mess of nectar. The air in the room was thick with the sweet smell of it.

The system notification appeared cleanly in Kalon’s vision.

「Niralana Seduction」

Seduction Stage One → Stage Three

Kalon reeled at the huge jump made. This woman must have seen him as some sort of god.

Nyphara stepped closer and looked down at the exhausted disciple with quiet approval.

"She received it well," the priestess said. "The Mother Tree will recognise this growth and allow her to wear her breasts on display to receive the little bit of light that the sun still gives us."

Yildaphia remained near the wall, eyes fixed on the smaller girl, her own expression thoughtful and slightly flushed.

Kalon withdrew his hands and stood. Niralana was still trembling on the mat, too spent to move, the first of the six to be pushed into proper photosynthesis by his light.