Raising Octopus Juvenile

Cecil stared at this hand calmly, trying to find a hidden flaw.

But obviously, there is nothing wrong with this hand except that it is extraordinarily slender and white.

"Little Cecil?" Stella called her softly, "Why are you in a daze again? Come down, the water temperature is just right, it's not hot at all."

Cecil thought secretly. People are urging like this, and it doesn't seem to be good if they don't go on.

So she gently held Stella's hand, and carefully entered the hot spring pool under her lead.

Sure enough, as Stella said, the water temperature was kept at just the right level, and Cecil curled up his toes comfortably as soon as he entered.

She hasn't been so relaxed in a long time. The flowing spring water and delicate petals caressed her skin like a breeze, she slowly lay down, and a warm and gentle stream of heat immediately enveloped her, and quickly spread across her body. At the same time, the delicate fragrance of the rose was also evaporating in the energetic heat. For a while, Cecil even had the illusion of being in a fairyland.

A dog man can really enjoy it. He has created such a good place for himself and his new wife, and he still secretly doesn't tell her until now.

Cecil closed his eyes comfortably, cursing her scumbag father in his heart.

Slowly, a pair of hands softer than petals climbed up her shoulders silently. These hands gently stroked her thin and round shoulders, as if she was petting an incomparable treasure, revealing infinite patience and gentleness, which is hard to refuse.

Cecil opened his eyes slightly and heard Stella's voice in his ears, gentle and gentle, as sweet as honey.

"Is it comfortable?" she asked.

Cecil nodded and said nothing.

"I knew you would like it." Stella chuckled happily, pressing her hands gently on Cecil's shoulders and neck, "Is this more comfortable?"

Cecil incomparably agreed: "Well, you are so amazing."

I can't see that the stepmother's technique is good, it just relieved her recent fatigue caused by frequent nightmares.

"Hehe, it must be very hard to study for a day in the academy?" Stella, like a real mother, smoothed Cecil's long white hair with her hand, and then said to her, "Get on the side, I'll help you Massage your back."

"...Okay." Cecil paused slightly, then obediently walked over to the marble and leaned slightly on it.

Now she can no longer see Stella in her sight, she can only judge her position from hearing and touch.

The sound of rushing water came from behind, and after a while, Stella stretched out his hands.

She gently squeezed the back collar of Cecil's bathrobe.

"Little Cecil, take your clothes off first? That way I can massage your back."

Cecil thought slightly.

"Can the hot spring water directly touch the skin? I'm afraid it will be bad for my skin."

Stella chuckled when he heard the words: "Little guy, it's not as scary as you think. Don't worry, I have soaked so many times without any problems, and you won't have any problems."

"But Mrs. Stella, your skin is better than me, even if it really has a bad effect, I can't see it. I can't do it..." Cecil said with his eyelashes lowered, half envious and half disappointed.

Stella watched the girl's bright white face looming in the fog, her neck was slender and graceful like a swan neck, and the desire in her body was more intense, and she almost couldn't help biting on it. She tried to suppress this impulse and gave Cecil a soothing smile.

"What nonsense, little Cecil, your skin is smooth and tender, much better than mine."

"No, it's obviously that your skin is better. If you don't believe it, let's compare it now!" Cecil suddenly became stubborn, and the tone and expression of his speech returned to his usual coquettish and self-willedness.

Stella couldn't ask for it.

"Okay, let little Cecil compare..." There was an unconcealable smile in her voice, her arms raised slightly, and the long sleeves of the bathrobe slipped to her elbows, revealing a wet forearm. .

Cecil opened her eyes, pretending to grasp her arm carefully, pressing her fingertips tightly, a small blade of light condensed from the inside of her nails in an instant, and in the next second, a small drop of blood fell from her. The fingertips ooze out.

This is Stella's blood, but also her own.

"Ah, Mrs. Stella, I seem to accidentally scratch you..."

She said apologetically, with a slightly lowered corner of her mouth, looking awkward. Stella glanced at her affectionately, and comforted indifferently: "It's okay, it's just a small hole."

"Thank you for not being angry with me..."

Cecil retracted his hand, put the blood-hidden fingers into the palm of his hand, then smiled embarrassedly, turned and leaned back again.

"Then please continue to massage my back."

The materials needed to sign the contract have been obtained, and the next thing is to see what Stella will do to her. If it is just a simple massage, then she will naturally melt the blood into the water and treat it as nothing happened; if she dares to do anything that endangers her life...

Cecil repeated the spell of the master-servant contract in his heart, silently watching the shadow that Stella cast on the wall.

"Okay, then you obediently lie here and don't move, I will try my best to be gentle..."

Stella's voice is getting lower and lower, from a sweet and greasy female voice to a low and soft voice that is indistinguishable from male and female. Cecil watched that graceful female figure slowly approached her, pressed against the back of her neck, and suddenly turned into a huge, torn apart flower in the next second—

Cecil: "...grass."

This completely exceeded her expectations.

Seeing the shadow that bloomed like petals fell on her, she immediately swallowed the blood in her nails, and then quickly chanted the spell. At the same time, Stella behind her suddenly groaned in pain.

"It hurts... It hurts... Cecil... What did you do to me...!"

Her voice became rough and hoarse, and Cecil, without looking back, said while chanting a spell, "Compulsory contract. It's almost time to complete, and there is one last step—"

When the voice fell, she suddenly turned around, and pressed her blood-stained fingers on the black mouthparts that danced wildly and fiercely—

The black six-pointed star circle appeared out of thin air, and the monster named "Stella" was completely shrouded in dazzling light. The next second, the black circle turned into a chain, instantly binding and shrinking the light.

The contract has come into effect.

With a low groan, the light dissipated, and Stella slowly turned back into a human form. The chains and the magic circle were all carved into her body, and at the same time, Cecil had a message of contract servants in his mind.

-Asexual demon.

She immediately looked at Stella lying on the ground. The gorgeous woman was breathing violently with her red lips open, and the water was shining in her purple eyes. From Cecil's perspective, she could just see the magic circle on her bright red tongue glowing slightly.

"...I have a devil." Cecil smiled lightly.