The day after his reward marked a new era in their relationship. Along with showing herself off constantly and making suggestive comments, Alise decided to get a little more hands-on.
During their lessons, whether they were about language, geography, or magic, Alise was an exemplary yet stern teacher. She demanded that he learn a plethora of information, specifically about the world's geography, nobility, and any major conflicts. When he asked how she knew about all of this, she invited him to her room where she retrieved a small, ornate, silver hand mirror. After saying a short invocation, a woman reading from a stack of papers appeared. She held it out to him, and as soon as his hand touched the metal, he heard the woman's voice in his head. She appeared to be reading off a list of decrees when a piece of paper magically materialized beside the stack already there. She paused to pick up the paper and quickly scanned its contents before putting the first paper down.
"The kingdom of Ameria has attacked the Amerian strait in hopes of wresting control of it from the kingdom of Ul. The Amerian strait is the only way of shipping goods out of the Sea of Ul. It is currently under the control of Ul, but a shift in ownership would be disastrous for the towns and cities on the Sea of Ul's shores trying to sell their goods."
Another page materialized. "King Bolvanger of Ul has declared open war upon Ameria. A reminder to our viewers, it is against our agreement with the nations of the world to report upon military movements or tactics. Now, returning to the decrees of King--"
Titus handed the mirror back to Alise. "You have a news network. Not something I expected to see in this world."
"The Goddess Saili has blessed us with many things that help us keep informed of the world's happenings."
"The Goddess who?"
"We haven't touched much on religion as you didn't seem comfortable discussing it."
"It's natural I'm wary. Discussions about religion caused too many screaming fights over Thanksgiving dinner as I grew up. But her name is Saili?"
Alise nodded. "Yes, why?"
"Saili is one of the names from my in-between time from my world to here."
"You met the Goddess?"
"No, I couldn't move or open my eyes, and she never spoke to me. There was someone else giving her directions."
"Someone was ordering a Goddess around?"
"Yes...? Back on Earth, we have these stories that are told in something like that mirror. Some of the stories happen in the far future in ships that sail between the stars. Many have a... spirit of sorts called a ship's computer--"
"I've seen a computer before. It's a large clockwork that will tell you the sum or difference between two numbers." She held out her hands, and Titus guessed the contraption to be about the size of two apartment mini-fridges side by side.
"Imagine one of those clockworks shrunk down to the size of a grain of sand... to a grain of sand."
"I'm having a hard time seeing that in my head."
"It gets worse. Now imagine that tiny speck of clockwork doesn't just find the sums and differences of numbers but can make words out of letters and sentences out of words. Now, put as many specks as possible onto a square about the size of my thumb and give them almost all the knowledge in the world to answer your questions. There are no casting restrictions and no mana to run out of, like with the clairvoyance spell. Ask away as much as you want."
"That sounds insanely powerful. You could ask it any question you could dream of."
"There are limitations, and I'm hugely oversimplifying, but yes, they are very powerful. That is the technology available in my world. These stories about the future take it one step further and use something that, instead of my thumb, is the size of this house, and the clockwork speck is many, many, many times smaller. To me, Saili sounded like one of those ship's computers."
"Your world sounds amazing."
"It's not. The ship's computers were just the creation of someone's imagination. The computers I used daily were mainly for organizing and analyzing large raw data blocks. It sounds impressive, but it was actually a horribly mundane job. I wouldn't trade the ability to do this," Titus summoned a small ball of fire floating above the palm of his hand, "for all the computers in my old world."
"Hearing you say that makes me very happy."
"Sorry to inform you, but you aren't getting rid of me."
"I certainly hoped not," she said, putting the mirror away and shooting a quizzical look at him.
"I didn't mean from your world. I meant from your bedroom," he growled, dropping into a predatory crouch and eyeing her up like a piece of meat.
Alise shrieked and attempted to duck past him as she tried to escape. But Titus grabbed the fleeing pig-girl around the waist, then tossed the woman over his shoulder as she kicked and playfully beat on his back, demanding to be put down in between snorts of laughter. The human obliged by dropping her onto her bed.
Her eyes widened as her legs snapped together. "Not until your lessons are done," she hissed.
"My pants are staying on."
"Then what--?"
Titus used her momentary confusion to flip her dress up and pry her legs apart before laying on the bed between them and covering her sex with his mouth. Alise squealed with surprise and tried to push his head away for a moment until the feel of his tongue caressing her pussy lips made her pause.
"Oh... oh, that feels divine," she whispered, relaxing. The wonder in her voice made Titus curious if any of her other lovers had gone down on her before. The fleeting question faded from his mind as he focused on Alise's sex.
He thought she shaved herself but found instead that she had a very fine coating of soft, clear hairs covering her mound and outer lips. Titus worried for a moment that because of her hybrid nature, she might smell or taste like an actual swine, but he was pleasantly surprised to discover that she tasted very much like the few women he had been with.
Titus attacked Alise's sex with gusto, varying between long, flat licks and teasing swipes with just the tip of his tongue. Alise squealed and bucked her hips when he speared his tongue into her and explored the soft folds within, then whimpered and pushed her pussy into his face when he slowly made a couple of feathery circles around her clit before licking elsewhere.
Despite many women's insistence that size doesn't matter, there were just as many women who claimed a micropenis like his used to be was a deal breaker, and he had never heard of a woman screaming, 'Shallower! Shallower!' With a tiny dick, Titus knew that he needed to be good with his tongue and hands if he didn't want to spend his life alone. He learned quickly with his first few lovers and prided himself on being able to get a woman off multiple times and ways before taking his pants off. Despite having a bigger-than-normal piece of meat between his legs now, it didn't mean he would let those hard-fought talents go to waste.
His hands were busy as he feasted on Alise's sex. They slid up her dress to tease her nipples, then beneath her ass to press her pussy even harder into his face. He brushed his fingers up and down her sides and legs, and even held her hands as his tongue and lips continued to drive her wild. When she was a sweaty, moaning mess, Titus collected a little moisture from her pussy on his fingers and brought it down to her back door as his tongue focused on making her climax. Alise gasped as his tongue on her clit began moving in circles along with the fingers rubbing her sensitive pucker.
"Oh, please. Oh, please. Oh, please!" Alise chanted moments before her back arched and mouth opened in a silent scream as her orgasm overtook her. Titus's tongue didn't stop until she pushed his head away, but even then, he stayed put, lightly kissing her outer lips, mound, and inner thighs as his hand sought out hers and held it tight while she rode out the rest of her climax.
"You can't do that again," Alise panted once her body dropped back to the bed and she somewhat regained her senses. "Not until you're done training."
"You didn't like it?" Titus asked.
"No, I liked it too much. If I let you do that again, I'll never see your training through."
"That's too bad," he said, collecting some of her juices from around his mouth with a finger and then making a show of sucking it clean. "Delicious."
"Speaking of delicious..." She slid off the bed and onto her knees in front of him, then started working at getting his belt unbuckled. "Now it's your turn."
Titus stepped away, then leaned down and kissed her. "Much as I want to feel your lips on me again, I said I would keep my pants on, and I'm very frustratingly going to keep my word." Seeing the pout on her face, he leaned down and kissed her on the forehead. "But now that I've tasted you, I look forward to the mornings when I wake up to the feel of those lips on mine." He beat a hasty retreat as Alise's face reddened from the idea. Whether the flush was from embarrassment, arousal, or a mixture of the two, she looked so damn sexy he had to get out of there before he changed his mind.
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Alise had indeed never had a lover go down on her. Though the men she had been with were quick to ask for blowjobs, she had been under the impression that eating a woman out was something reserved for women who loved other women.
"I was still fairly young when I came to live out here, so I never got the chance to be around young women my age and 'experiment,' as you called it," she explained later that night as they sat in front of the fireplace. Despite her hoof-like fingertips, she deftly pushed a tarnished silver needle through a piece of fabric, repairing one of the garments and towels stacked in the corner of the room.
"Where were your parents when all this happened? Didn't they speak up for you?"
"They did, and were shouted down for it. When they realized they couldn't change the mayor's mind, Mom and Dad chose to help me build this house and did a lot of the work you see. Thankfully, there are a few spells for moving earth quickly, so they didn't have to do all the work."
"I hate to ask, but where are they now?"
Alise sighed. "They died in an orc raid on the merchant caravan they were traveling with. The adventurers that ran off the orcs said it looked like Dad fought to the death, and Mom took her own life instead of becoming the orc's plaything."
"Too bad they didn't show up a few minutes earlier, but at least they let you know."
"I still have my doubts about the whole situation. This area isn't known for orc raids, and neither Mom nor Dad mentioned anything about traveling before it happened. On top of that, the mayor sold Mom and Dad's property, saying no witch would own property in his town. I got a bag of gold from the sale, but it wasn't nearly as much as it was actually worth."
