The large room descended into a sudden quiet as the mattress observed Ben with clear doubt and a little annoyance on her face.

Ben could understand why she would feel doubtful since the concept of him being able to increase the size of his dick seemed more of an excuse to save himself from being castrated.

And rightly so, the mistress began to say to him as gently as she could even though unpleased by the fact that he had lied.

"Look .....i know you don’t want to be purified...as made clear from the fact that you had gone into hiding and was later captured just like the rest..."

"And just like that ’coward’ who’s still on the run with that ragtag group of his..." saying this, a frown crossed the mistress’s face, which she quickly dismissed as she turned back to Ben.

Her beautiful right hand, reached gently, lifting his face up by the chin to meet her emerald gaze as she continued....

"I know it’s scary, but the will of the world empress must be followed "

"You don’t have to lie about being able to increase the size of your penis to impress me...."

"I am already very impressed with what that mouth of yours can do."

The mistress said to Ben with a soft smile on her face as she brushed his cheek gently.

But Ben was not satisfied with this response in the least.

He needed to prove to her that his claims were true and that there was a lot to gain by leaving him with his cock intact.

A few things she’s just mentioned had shed a little light on where Ben was and his identity as a captured slave. ..

But the details were still quite vague in general.

Still, all that isn’t currently important.

The most direct way to prove his point to the mistress, would be to let her see his cock grow in real time.

But Ben was a little hesitant....

Increasing his cock by a quarter inch would barely be noticeable; it had to be at least a full inch for this mistress to notice and believe him.

And something tells him that the cost of sex points to continue increasing his cock would only get exponentially more exorbitant.

So Ben had been hoping to save up for a while and then do a bulk purchase.

But now that he is presented with such a situation, he has no other choice but to prove himself here....

And watch that doubt disappear from her pretty face.

Reaching into the system in his subconscious, Ben pulled up his status....

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[Name: Hardwood Ben Dover]

[Realm: Mortal ]

[Penis Size: 4inch Hard]

[Sp: 460060 ]

[Shop]

[Inventory]

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’wow ....that’s a large number of sex points.’ Ben thought, but as he selected the penis expansion pack, his expression instantly turned solemn.

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[Increase Dick By A Quarter Inch : 10000 SP]

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Doing a quick math, Ben surmised that even if he did increase his dick by a quarter inch with the large sum of 10000SP....

The cost for the next increment would definitely skyrocket just like it had done previously.

Yet, there was little he could do about the pricing.

’Thieving goddess.’ He complained inside before getting on his knees on the mattress.

Ben knelt up right with his still hard four inch cock facing the mistress directly, as he said to her....

"My lady....please... observe my dick closely."

The mistress was a little taken aback by Ben’s sudden cock in her face....

But seeing the serious look he had on, she decided to reserve her comment for now and actually see where he was going with this.

Certain that the mistress’s full attention was now on his cock, Ben issued a command in his mind....

’System....purchase dick expansion pack....one full inch!"

Immediately, Ben Dover felt the exact same sensation rush through him.

He brought his gaze lower to see his cock visibly lengthen to exactly one inch and also becoming a little more girthy for balance.

Feeling satisfied, Ben brought his gaze up to see the mistress’s reaction to this.

But her reaction was more pronounced than he had imagined.

She had a look of extreme shock on her face, and she was also now kneeling upright on the mattress....

Her piercing and wide eyed gaze on Ben’s cock, observing the aftermath of what had just unfolded before her.

Ben was about to smugly say something along the lines of ’do you believe me now’ when the mistress suddenly exclaimed in shock...

"You!.....you’re mahji!"

"What is that now?’ Ben muttered in confusion at her sudden utterance.

He could see the mistress was greatly surprised ...

Her curious eyes alternated from looking at him in the face, and back down to his now five inch cock.

She seemed less shocked by the new size of his cock and more so by the fact that he was able to perform such an act.

Suddenly she grabbed Ben by both his shoulders, looking him straight in the eyes....

"Your family name.....what was it again?"

Ben was seriously confused by what’s going on, but with the mistress now this close to him, and her large soft breasts and nipples subtly grazing him from within her fabric.....

He wasn’t complaining....he was even tempted to touch.

Yet, seeing the seriousness on the vixen’s face, he said to her quickly in response....

"Erm...you mean my surname?....its Dover."

"Dover....?" The mistress murmured as her beautiful eyes bore intently into Ben as if trying to ascertain his origins from his appearance.

"Hardwood...of the Dover lineage.....you said your family all have this powers?" she asked him.

Ben wasn’t a fool....

Well...that can be debated.

But he certainly wasn’t foolish enough not to realize that this was a case of mistaken identity on the mistress’s part.

He certainly was no ’mahjii’ as she kept saying, but he was willing to pay along with it to explain his abilities....it was rather convenient actually.

He just has to be a little creative with it, and sprinkle a little lie here and there.

"Yes..."

"But they are all dead."

"Dead before I was even born. Only heard stories...infact...."

"I grew up an orphan."

Ben said all this with a saddened expression on his face, as his gaze dropped lower in sadness, but they never left the mistress’s boobs.

"I see...of coure..." the mistress whispered in a pitiful voice. Whether she believed him or not, Ben couldn’t tell.

"You must not know much about what powers you possess then....." she murmured as her gaze slowly descended until landing on Ben’s throbbing five inch cock....

At that moment, Ben could almost see a twinkle appear in her beautiful eyes, her tongue reaching out to slightly lick her lips....

No doubt imagining what this new development presented.

Still holding on to Ben’s shoulders....she asked him...

"Your penis..."

"How large can it get?"