The Priest of Complete Dispel ~ Every Time I Save a Cursed Beautiful Girl with My Status Abnormal Cure Skill, For Some Reason Her Dependence on Me Maxes Out ~ - Chapter 12: Lewd Curse

Chapter 12: Lewd Curse

“—Shu, after you do naughty things with that girl, make sure to pamper me a lot too, okay?”

Those were the words Amelia said just before she left the room.

Even though I didn’t tell her about the skill’s instructions, she gave me a sulky look and said that.

She understood that what I was about to do was a naughty kind of treatment.

Amelia, having experienced the treatment herself, knew it well.

Right now, in front of me, a saint candidate named Iris Carnelia was lying on the treatment table, her limbs bound with ropes. Her name was apparently revealed through the old hag’s Appraisal.

Then, I poured sleeping medicine, given by the pharmacist, into her mouth. She wouldn’t wake up for a while, they said.

Now, everyone had left the treatment room, and all that was left was for me to start the treatment.

But I really wanted to complain about the treatment method.

Amelia’s condition was a “disease” called “scorching fever.”

But the saint candidate had a “curse” called the “Lewd Curse.”

Even a life-threatening “disease” couldn’t match the strength of this “curse,” it seemed.

So, the instructions my skill gave me were even worse than those for the “scorching fever.”

—“Rub both breasts while sucking them thoroughly.”

That was the treatment method my skill instructed me to do.

Compared to the last time, which was “hug her from behind with her top off and rub the area where her heart is,” the instructions were shorter. But the content was even more like sexual harassment.

Sexual harassment, or rather, a crime…

But on the other hand, I felt relieved in a way. I was prepared for even worse instructions.

This saint candidate, Iris.

What would she think of me when she woke up?

Either way, to save her, I had no choice but to do it.

Generally, a “curse” wouldn’t disappear from the target unless the caster lifted it or was killed, they said.

So, unless someone had a special skill like mine, others couldn’t lift the curse.

“Phew… let’s do this.”

It was scary to think about the aftermath, but I was still a priest.

To protect your future, I’d do this seriously.

I lifted the white holy robe of the saint candidate.

A pure white bra, fitting for a saint, came into view.

On her lower abdomen, the lewd tattoo of the “Lewd Curse” was carved, showing she was actively cursed.

Then, I reached for her bra.

As I pulled it up, huge breasts bounced into view.

“Even through her clothes, they looked crazy, but in person, they’re even crazier…”

Iris’s breasts were enormous—freakish, massive, gigantic. Her skin was fair, her areolas large and light pink.

They were so erotic that it wouldn’t be surprising if someone called her a sex goddess just for existing.

I reached out to both of Iris’s breasts.

Then, I activated my skill.

“—Perfect Clear.”

Light glowed in my hands, and I grabbed her breasts.

The moment I touched them, I felt happiness.

They were the perfect breasts, combining both firmness and softness.

But this alone didn’t meet the skill’s instructions.

To fulfill the conditions for lifting the curse, I had to do one more thing—I pressed my mouth to Iris’s breasts and sucked on her light pink nipples.

A different scent from Amelia’s.

As expected of a saint candidate, she had a sweet, pleasant smell.

If Amelia’s scent was floral, Iris’s was like citrus.

“Damn… these breasts are so annoyingly perfect… they’re obviously delicious…”

As I moved my tongue and sucked with my lips, I could feel them hardening.

Even though she was asleep, her body reacted.

The lewd wet sounds echoed in the treatment room, and my lower body was about to lose control.

To an outsider, this wouldn’t look like treatment but full-on naughty foreplay. But this was serious treatment. Treatment to lift a curse.

“Amazing… slurp… delicious… what are these… how can breasts be this lewd…”

I kneaded Iris’s breasts and sucked them thoroughly.

That was the instructed content, so I was just following it.

Eventually, I forgot about the treatment and sucked her breasts like a baby, lost in the moment. But that couldn’t be helped, right?

What was there was the pinnacle of human evolution.

I didn’t know why breasts varied so much in size, shape, and color, but Iris’s breasts had a charm that could captivate any man, even without the “Lewd Curse.”

“—Ngh♡”

Suddenly.

Iris, who was supposed to be unconscious, let out a sound.

Was the medicine wearing off? If she woke up in this state, it’d be a disaster… but I didn’t know when this would end.

So, I had to keep going until I felt the skill was complete.

“Ah, ah♡ Ngh, ngh…♡ Nnh… aah♡”

Iris let out cute moans, her face twisting as she squirmed.

But with her limbs tied, she couldn’t move even if she wanted to.

So, Iris had no choice but to let me suck her breasts.

—Thirty minutes passed.

“Haa, haa… this is exhausting…”

Rubbing her breasts, sucking her nipples alternately.

For thirty minutes without rest. But the skill was still active.

At this rate, Iris’s nipples might stretch out.

They even looked stretched from all the sucking. Or was it my imagination?

After sucking this much, some people might get bored.

But even though I was tired, I didn’t dislike it.

In fact, I wanted to suck more. The feeling in my mouth, the softness, the firmness… there was something I didn’t want to let go of.

Looking down, Iris’s breasts were covered in my saliva, a terrible sight.

But they’d get even more covered from here.

I resumed the treatment and sucked on Iris’s breasts again.

—But then, the moment finally came.

“Ngh, ugh…!”

The medicine wore off, and Iris woke up.

From her eyes and voice, I could tell she wasn’t fully herself.

When she realized she couldn’t move, I thought she’d struggle—but Iris did the opposite.

“Breasts! Breasts! Feels so good!?”

The sensation of me sucking and kneading her breasts reached her, and Iris felt pleasure.

Due to the “Lewd Curse,” it seemed she didn’t resist things close to sexual acts.

The arousal effect of the “Lewd Curse” wasn’t just about attacking.

When receiving, it seemed she accepted pleasurable actions from others.

And she was clearly reacting in an abnormal way.

When I did this to Amelia, rubbing or sucking her breasts didn’t cause this kind of reaction.

So, the “Lewd Curse” also heightened sensitivity.

“Agh, ugh! More! More! Feels good! Feels good! I’m… I’m…!”

As I continued stimulating her breasts, Iris’s body suddenly jolted, lifting even me, who was on top of her.

“Oh… oh…♡”

Iris seemed to have climaxed. She twitched and spasmed.

Even though not much time had passed since she woke up, the sensitivity boost from the “Lewd Curse” was strong.

But I couldn’t stop.

Even if Iris climaxed, I had to continue until the curse was lifted.

So—

“No!? I’m coming!? I’m coming!? Ohhh!?”

I kept sucking and kneading.

Iris’s massive breasts warped under my touch.

They were too big for my hands to handle. Breasts any man would want to be sandwiched by—

—Treatment complete.

It took one hour.

Twice as long as Amelia’s.

“I’m so exhausted…”

Even I was sweating a lot.

Lifting a curse was no joke.

And since I had my face buried in Iris’s breasts, her scent seemed to cling to my face and hands…

As for Iris, in the thirty minutes since waking, she climaxed multiple times.

A large amount of fluid leaked from her lower body, and the smell of a female filled the room.

Unable to handle the intense pleasure, she was now unconscious.

Honestly, living in that state wasn’t sane.

But there were likely other victims besides Iris.

This treatment made me feel the darkness of this country.

Looking at Iris’s lower abdomen, the lewd tattoo was gone.

This meant the curse was fully lifted.

I’d leave the rest to the old hag.