Isaac's Adventures #006 (Patreon)

Sister Millie carried Isaac up a spiraling stone staircase and into a small bedchamber. It was modestly decorated, and it had a balcony that overlooked a lovely view. But Isaac was in no mood to take in scenery, he was eager to return to his human form. 

Seeming to sense his urgency, Millie set him down gently and knelt beside him. "We'll start right away," she said. "The ritual won't take long, just be still and try to think weeby thoughts." 

Isaac had no idea what that meant, but he did his best all the same as Millie began her incantation. 

Chills ran down Isaac's furry back as the holy cleric spoke the mystical words, calling on the power of the Goddess Elianna, she implored the blessing of the legendary otaku, whose powers were revered as everlastingly kawaii. It was gibberish to Isaac, but he felt his body begin to change as she spoke!

The process was surprisingly painless, even strangely cathartic, like pulled muscles popping back into place. Within moments, Sir Isaac was his human self again. As a bonus, he'd retained the helmet and scarf he'd been wearing when he was cursed.

He looked down at Millie, still on her knees, to offer his thanks. But he stalled when he met her gaze. Her face had gone red to the ears, and she wore an expression of utter shock. Isaac was about to ask a question, but it was answered as a cool breeze drifted in from the window.   

Isaac had kept his helm and scarf, but nothing else. He was naked, and more than that, he was hard. His penis was throbbing painfully, so much so that the mere wind had caused it to twitch. Millie gasped softly as a few drips of pre-cum landed on her exposed thigh.

Isaac was about to babble what apologies he possibly could, but caught himself once again. Millie didn't look shocked anymore. She was staring hungrily his stiff dick, sucking in fast breaths as her hands drifted down between her legs. 

Millie stood up suddenly, and by the time she'd reached her full height, her robes were already sliding off of her. Isaac had scarcely a moment to take in how amazing her naked body looked before she crawled up onto her bed and spread herself for him. 

"We must be quick and silent," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "Or we will be found out." 

To Millie's credit she did manage to stay silent, at first. When Isaac started fucking her, she did a good job of stifling her cries and biting into her sheets as needed. But once they'd settled into a real rhythm together, her composure fell apart completely. Her screams of pleasure shook the whole tower as Isaac came inside her again and again.   

Isaac pulled out of Millie at last, spent.  She breathed a contented sigh as she collapsed on the bed, and all he wanted in the world was to lay down next to her.   

Unfortunately for Isaac, his time was up. The now miserably familiar sound of clanking metal boots could be heard thundering up the stairs of the tower. Isaac managed to bar the door just in time before it was rattled on its hinges by a heavy blow. 

"Millie!" called Kallen from behind the door. "Open this door at once so that I may murder whoever has defiled you!" 

 "Show mercy brother!" said Millie as she rushed to put her robes back on. "The Weeb code dictates that you remain calm, and keep a clear and peaceful head when performing your duties!" 

As the hinges flew off and the door came crashing down, Isaac got the feeling that perhaps Sir Kallen didn't really care about the Weeb code at the moment. Kallen's eyes filled with psychotic rage as they swept the room. If Millie still being mostly naked wasn't incriminating enough, Isaac's still-wet penis certainly was.   

"YOU!" bellowed Kallen as he raised his sword. "You will die for touching my sister, weasel man!" 

It was a new kind of fear to Isaac, having someone wave a sword at him while his penis was exposed, and he didn't care for it one bit. Even if he still had his own sword, this wasn't a fight he wanted.   

With the speed of a naked man fleeing for his life, he dashed to Millie's balcony.