Childhood Friend's Exclusive Living Onahole: Chapter 41
Even as Shuga cornered her into a dead end, the princess lay in wait for her chance after "coincidentally" regaining her senses, refraining from any rash attack. Meanwhile, Shuga reveled in the princess's caresses without a clue that the girl crawling between her thighs was sharpening her blade of vengeance. Kaldir, slinking behind Shuga to probe her ass, was no "director"—none of them were. They were mere "actors."
In other words, though it might seem like they were moving according to their own lust and free will, in truth, they were nothing more than puppets dancing in the palms of these two transcendent beings. They probably had no idea that our breath lingered over their flashy lesbian fuckfest.
Hmm, no. The other two might be clueless, but Kaldir probably had some inkling of our existence. I'd never revealed my true body to her, but as a substitute of sorts, I'd shown her one of my clones before.
Aria and Buster, the two spectators named as such, remained seated backstage—invisible to the trio below—leisurely taking in the entire spectacle. Buster, in particular, seemed a bit irked by the endless balance patches from Aria, the audience member and director who had scripted this play, but Aria just grinned innocently.
Balance? Whatever. If it's fun to me, who cares how it turns out? Balance collapse wasn't a big deal—at least not in her book. The real issue was this: hot vs. not hot.
Humans obsessed with ideology love to bicker over whether a work's author is a communist, fascist, imperialist, or whatever. But I declare boldly: every piece of art in the world boils down to one thing—does it get you off or not?
"Seriously, do you even know—or not—that you can't drag out that 'play' you love so much with this nerfing or buffing balance patch bullshit that leaves one side hopelessly screwed?"
"Who knows? I think watching this bloody revenge drama flip-flop back and forth is hilarious."
"What a sick hobby. Those three down there have no idea they're being puppeteered..."
Buster, who held a more sensible view on creative works than Aria, pointed out the problem, but Aria's retort was as nonchalant as ever. Buster stuck out her tongue in exasperation at the brazen attitude. As long as her pussy tingled, she didn't give a damn what happened to the ones below?
Buster looked seriously pissed. Aww, jealous? Then go make your own damn universe and play there~ Even if she hated my work, some regular audience member like Buster had no right to complain.
In Aria's mind, the director of any work held absolute power over its direction. Otherwise, sponsors or actors would splinter it into chaos.
Considering Aria's personality, even if there were sponsors she couldn't ignore, she'd bulldoze ahead with the play her whims dictated. And since this wasn't for commercial gain anyway, harsh criticism wouldn't cost her a thing... or something like that? Buster's gaze sharpened ever so slightly.
Aria had long enjoyed creating pocket universes with her powers, turning their vast expanses into stages, casting the intelligent lifeforms within as actors, and abusing her director's privileges. This universe, with Kaldir starring as the heroine, was no exception.
First off, defying Kaldir's fated path as a second-tier psychic (still absurdly powerful compared to normals), Aria had injected superpower energy into Colonel Astra's womb while Kaldir was still a fetus, rewriting her destiny.
Well, chewing over the fact that Kaldir grew up under her adoptive mother Colonel Astra instead of her birth mom makes it easy to guess the fallout from Aria's meddling. A powerless frail body couldn't handle the energy I'd pumped in.
Then there was awakening the latent masochism deep in Kaldir's milky tits, drawing her from a quiet life with friends to Earth where the princess awaited. Bridging the insane psychic gap between Kaldir and the princess so she could claim not just the body but the mind (at least temporarily).
Helping Shuga—a powerless girl—awaken major psychic abilities to face the succubus-awakened princess, deeming it unfair otherwise. And now, making it look like the princess was at a disadvantage, dangling the prospect of withdrawing interest from Shuga.
All of it orchestrated from the shadows by Aria. That was her style of play design. Rather than balancing for fair fights, she thrilled in the tangled webs from repeated nerfs and buffs.
Sick hobby. Buster was spot-on. While Aria puppeteered everything from behind the curtain for thrills to spice up her boring life, the clueless lower-dimensional pawns took the blame—and sometimes lost their lives.
"Alright, we've given that Shuga girl plenty of time. Now it's the princess's turn to shine. Awaken, Princess!"
As if hearing Aria's call, the princess's mind fully snapped awake from her drug-and-alcohol haze. The uterus tattoo etched on her lower belly vanished cleanly. Regaining full control of her body, the princess eyed Shuga's pussy hovering before her and thought: Ugh... I've been slurping this shit like it was candy?
Disgusting. Somehow—now that she had full control back—revenge seemed pointless amid the nausea threatening to make her puke. Urrk... The stench of sweat, discharge, piss, pussy juice, and god-knows-what-else clinging to that bushy forest of pubes was too much; she dry-heaved, unable to hold it in.
Fuck, you fucking bitch... If you're gonna make someone eat you out, at least wax like I do... Who the hell shoves a hairy wallet like this in someone's mouth? Drunk or high, maybe—but stone-cold sober? No fucking way.
W-what happened?Oh, right... yeah... Memories flooded back in waves: dumping Kaldir and getting breakup notice; forced creampie after creampie; whoring herself out at the lesbian bar; basking in praise from that sugar bitch after a job well done, tail wagging like a good girl. Her head throbbed like it might split.
Shuga sensed something off only when the princess stopped teasing her clit and froze her tongue. Panting heavily, she looked down into the princess's eyes. Is this bitch messing with me? Some anal slave dares to slack off... what the—?
The heart-shaped pupils that had blazed in the princess's eyes moments ago were gone. Those sharp eyes, like when they first met, burned with pure contempt.
'Shit... what the hell? The power that dwelled in my body is gone?'
With even the safeties removed, if that monster pounced now, there'd be no stopping her. Shuga's spine chilled; she grabbed the princess's hair to yank her off her pussy—but the princess was faster.
"Aaagh! You crazy bitch, have you lost your fucking mind?! Don't bite my pussy lips with your teeth!"
Shuga flailed her elbows at the princess's crown, but she clamped down on those labia, locked her legs with both arms, and shoved—toppling Shuga flat. Munch munch... after all you've done to me! Think I'll let go?
"Huh? What the— Sh-Shuga...? Ack!"
"Gyaaah, you psycho princess! D-don't push! I'm f-falling! Watch out, Kaldir!"
Crash! Kaldir, behind Shuga, got crushed underneath in the tumble and blacked out. Shuga's nullification power faded, and light returned to the princess's uterus tattoo. Control over Kaldir's body seemed back in her hands too.
And that wasn't all. Shuga's meddlings to erase the princess's marks—the overlaid uterus tattoo on top, and such—melted away one by one. A dream come true. All that remained was the sugar bitch, still shrieking and thrashing on the floor.
"Ugh... right when it was getting good, you sober up... You were slurping my pussy like a fiend, and now you flip and resist?!"
"Shut... shut the fuck up! How dare you stuff that filthy seed in my womb... Time to pay the price!"
Crunch... The princess ground her teeth. That bitch who touched her hymen was one thing, but Kaldir—who'd kicked her into madness on a whim—wouldn't get off easy either. She needed to truss these two together and punish them proper to vent.
"Guh, I won't go down easy to you..."
Kyung... kyung... kyung... ♥ A deep pink Absolute Yin Seal imprinted on Shuga's lower belly. Despite her grand defiance, she folded pathetically. Now her womb ached unbearably for cock. Hyaah?! Hng?! W-what... my womb's burning up, I can't hold back...
Shuga resisted to the bitter end, but without Aria's blessing, she couldn't overcome succubus power. Her eyelids drooped heavy; when they lifted again, the princess's brutal revenge would be underway. Revenge time...!