章 8: FEAR THE CHAOS BRINGER
Chrissy's mouth was really warm. The feeling of it wrapping round Atlas' penis, was a completely different to being inside Elise's vagina, but he had to say, he liked it almost as much.
As Chrissy rocked forward and back, she sucked as hard as she could.
Her pretty face was distorted, completely red with tears rolling down the sides of her face.
This looks so wrong.
Atlas knew how it looked. He hated it, he was human after all, not a rapist.
This is a dream.
She's just acting.
She loves this.
I'm not a monster…
Atlas tried reassuring himself that what he was doing was fine, but he couldn't help but feel a little sick. As a psychic he could supress his thoughts, but his heart… he couldn't suppress that.
What am I doing?
So, what if he got caught with his pants filled with jizz? What he was doing here was clearly much more of a breach to his values as a man and a human being. Should he really be protecting his dignity like this?
I have to stop this!
A shiver ran through his body, and he fell into a cold sweat. Grabbing Chrissy's head from the temples, Atlas pushed her back. His penis fell out, leaving Chrissy's mouth wide open, breathing loudly with multiple spit lines stretching from its top to its bottom.
"Sto-"
Atlas was cut off as Chrissy jumped at him, making him fall on his ass. The young woman used her tongue to take a lick under his foreskin, before looking up at him with a bright smile.
"There, I threw myself at you. Now make me feel like her!" Chrissy used one of her hands to point at Elise and the other to grab Atlas' right hand and place it on her pussy.
"…"
Atlas was speechless.
It wouldn't hurt for me to act for me to act like a monster for a little longer, right?
"No," Atlas grabbed Chrissy's head with his left hand pulling her mouth onto his penis. Atlas' right hand let go of her pussy without a second thought and relocated to her ass, which he spread open before looking over at a certain bound individual, "You can have her Piggy. Lick, finger and fuck her to your heart's contempt."
I'll be needing your pants in the real world, bro.
Your superior intelligence would be able deal with my dangerous situation easily, right?
"Have fun!"
While the piggy freed himself from his bindings and started crawling towards Chrissy's ass, Atlas grabbled the young woman by her hair and started thrusting his cock in and out of her mouth using his hips.
You should consider throwing yourself onto me again in the real world.
I'll be sure to give you what you want then.
Atlas couldn't help but muse, looking at Chrissy sucking his dick enthusiastically, her expression broken with pleasure as Piggy humped her from behind. Any guilt he had felt before was gone.
She's really loving this…
… but there's no way she can feel Piggy at all.
Is she actually getting off on the humiliation?
That really seemed to be the case...
Out of the three of them, the piggy was the first to finish, lasting a staggering one minute, but the horndog kept thrusting, even if he'd already busted inside of Chrissy. In fact, every minute after his first climax, he let out a stream of white paste inside Chrissy.
Disgusting!
Does he have no down time?
Guess there can't be much of a difference between being soft and hard for someone like him.
Atlas couldn't help but feel a bit bad for making Chrissy take waves upon waves of Piggy's icky genetic material, but she was still getting off, even with it being pumped insider her, so he didn't regret his actions.
The delusion would end soon enough anyway.
Although Atlas didn't know much about Chrissy's delusions, he could quite easily guess what ended them.
Chrissy being satisfied sexually.
There was actually a reason why Atlas had refused to have sex with Chrissy and forced her to give him head instead. He had a feeling that if they started going at it like rabbits, someone like Chrissy would want to do it several times before being satisfied. Naturally, that would take a lot more time than he had.
Atlas wasn't even sure if he could keep it up for that long. After doing it with Elise not to long ago, he could feel that even one more time would be pushing himself.
What would happen to him if Elise wanted more than he could provide? Surely he'd be busted.
Instead, Atlas decided to have her reach her climax in the single most disgusting way possible.
With Piggy's cum filling her up.
No matter how horny she was in the heat of the moment, she'd definitely need some time to recover from this, considering her pride and how realistic the delusion was.
If Atlas were to be honest, he was still a bit resentful that she had blackmailed him and couldn't help but feel deep down that this was the payback she deserved.
Shaking his head internally, Atlas banished the thought. He was only acting as a monster; he wouldn't allow himself to think such disgusting thoughts.
In the end, both of them would be okay once they returned to the real world, so there was no harm in ending the delusion off like this.
Atlas ended up finishing at the same time as Chrissy, feeling the delusion vibrating along with them as it fell apart.
Finally.
Atlas felt a familiar electricity arc throughout his body and felt his eyes closing.
It's time to pull off the greatest clutch in the history of clutches.
When Atlas opened his eyes, he was once again sitting in front of a foldable tea table. He slowly turned his head around towards his left to see what Elise was doing, but Elise wasn't there.
Where did she go?
The next place Atlas decided to look was at Chrissy. The student council president had returned and still looked a bit dazed, cooling off by doing some questions in her book.
I can't believe I'm the only one who noticed she was acting weird just then.
There was no commotion at all.
It was really weird. Was it that they all already knew Chrissy was secretly a nymphomaniac and weren't suprised at all? Surely the president wouldn't be so comfortable around these people if that was the case?
I would've switched schools straight away, even if I was Westborough's student council president.
Atlas looked at the girls who's names he hadn't even bothered learning, to see if they would give anything away, but they seemed to be in their own world, only bothering to gossip with each other.
Occasionally they would talk about the president, but it was always surface level stuff, almost like they didn't know much about her.
Atlas' gaze panned to the Piggy next. He seemed to be revising with an unnatural amount of enthusiasm. Every line he drew with his pen could clearly be heard by anyone in the room, a testament to how much effort he was putting in.
Well, that pretty much explains it.
The four nameless girls seemed to have only attended the revision group so they could look like they were close to the president. They didn't seem to care about revising one bit. All they worried about was their reputations and gossip.
Piggy on the other hand, while a perverted idiot, was far too zealous when it came to his studies, he would never do anything but revise in a revision session, leaving his other more 'passionate' activities, like studying Chrissy's every movement, for other times.
Whatever, since Elise has stepped out so conveniently, it's time to save myself.
Atlas turned his attention back to the Piggy. Although Piggy was quite a bit shorter than Atlas, because of his weight, their pants were of similar size. Atlas had promised himself he wouldn't use his psychic powers in front of Chrissy nonchalantly, but he deemed it was okay now. Not only was Chrissy looking down at her book concentrating, but internally she was probably busy recovering from the trauma the delusion should have given her.
This much should be fine.
Atlas gathered a chunk of psychic energy in front of him and compressed it. Unlike that time in the first delusion, not only was his psychic energy completely invisible, but it was gathered quite stylishly. Instead of concentrating it together to overload and crush someone's mind, Atlas was planning to dominate Piggy's thoughts for a bit.
Atlas perceived his psychic energy as a fluid. When it exited from his body, it formed little rivers that flew through the air looking like they wished to escape, but eventually arced back around to follow Atlas' instructions to the dot.
The energy gathered in front of Atlas, forming an orb shaped object, composed of a series of strangely shaped strings of psychic energy.
Although the object may have appeared complicated, random, and confusing to the untrained psychic's eye, Atlas new exactly what he was doing. He was carefully crafting a hex that would allow him to control Piggy for a couple seconds.
Done.
As soon as he finished, Atlas sent the orb flying at Piggy without wasting any more time. The moment the orb touched Piggy, his eyes frosted over, and the fluid-like orb of psychic energy shattered into sparks, crawling around his body before reaching his head and coming back together to form an illusionary 'crown', that levitated above the Piggy's head.
Success!
The 'crown' was actually an antenna that would receive Atlas' orders as thoughts and convert them into electrical signals before inputting them into the Piggy's brain forcefully. It was awfully complex and took a shit-ton of psychic energy, so Atlas had to carry out his plan quickly before he exhausted himself.
The first thing Atlas did was undo his belt and remove his pants and underwear completely. Since the two foldable tea tables were put together with their long sides touching, Atlas who was sitting on a side, had quite a bit of room to work with under the table. Although he was clearly half naked for anyone who studied him directly, no one in the room right now was paying attention.
Atlas made sure to use his underwear to wipe himself completely. The mess inside his trousers had gotten even worse. He had let out quite the load with Chrissy sucking him off, even if it was his second time in a row. Atlas turned to Piggy, ordering him to remove his pants as well.
The only thing they swapped was their underwear and trousers, keeping their pocket contents and belts to themselves. Although it was a bit disgusting to wear the Piggy's underwear, Atlas got over it soon enough by promising himself he would sanitise his body to hospital standards when he got home.
His situation wasn't even bad.
The Piggy was the one who drew the short straw after all. He could only blame himself for being the only other male student there, and for being such a hateable, disgusting individual.
Bro I'm so sorry.
Atlas sighed the moment they were both done, beginning the chaos by snapping his fingers…
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atmosphericturtle Hiya,
There's Chapter 8. Sorry it was a bit late. Hope you enjoy!
I know the information about psychic energy and stuff has been a bit lacking thus far, not to mention the fact that the psychic mc of <The Psychic's Nymphomaniac Observation Diary> doesn't have a Nymphomaniac Observation Diary yet, but all that should be resolved before Chapter 10~15. I just thought lots of fanservice, smut and comedy (I hope I'm actually funny...) was more important for the first couple chapters.
Anyway, Thanks to you guys <The Psychic's Nymphomaniac Observation Diary> will be recommended on <Potential Starlet> on <2024.01.03>. LETS GO!!!
Please continue to support the novel to save Piggy from Atlas' tyranny,
IOU Chapters: 2?, 3? idek at this point... lets just say I owe u a mass release in the future (saves me having to justify missing days occasionally, and u guys will get a (juicy... yes I'm bribing you) mass release, so win/win).
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