Broken Possessors of Infinite Regression Academy

“Too bad you can’t die from embarrassment.”

“Why don’t you gather a crowd next time? Maybe it’ll change things when more people are watching.”

“I just couldn’t imagine him getting more humiliated than that,” I replied.

“Well, that’s a pity.”

Erestica flashed a melting smile and lifted me onto her lap, as she often did. I complied without resistance. Soon, I felt something soft press against the back of my head, and before long, my entire head was engulfed in the valley of her massive chest. Her breasts enveloped my head entirely.

“I don’t know who this is, but if they’re acting like a succubus, they must have some of that blood in them,” she said, clearly mocking Elder Lich. On my smartphone, the video of Elder Lich humiliating himself played on.

In the video, he was raising his hands over his head with a mortified expression, making silly sound effects and shaking his hips in a ridiculous dance. He knew we were watching—after all, I’d recorded it myself. He had wanted to die from shame, but unfortunately for him, death did not come.@@novelbin@@

“This video is too good to keep to ourselves. Want to share it with others?”

“Should we? Come closer,” I said.

“Ugh…” Elder Lich, stiff and unwilling, awkwardly shuffled over.

I turned up the volume. The moment the video played, it hit the perfect timing.

“Boing-boing~ I’m Aronia, your cute little bunny! Aronia is—”

“Aaaagh! No! Aaaahhh!” Elder Lich screamed.