Chapter 44. Righteous(?) Punishment! Humiliating Discipline Sex with the Female Gang Leader (3)
Chapter 44. Righteous(?) Punishment! Humiliating Discipline Sex with the Female Gang Leader (3)
Grrroooowl-!
When a loud noise erupted from Kumo's stomach, she clutched her abdomen while glaring at me with a shame-flushed face.
"Ughhh...! Why now of all times...♥"
"Fufu♥ Looks like you need to visit the bathroom immediately? Watching you squirm like a bitch in heat makes me wonder - why not just let it out right here?"
"Kgh...! You think I'd do something so disgusting... Uuurg?!"
"Trying to hold it in? That's pointless when what's trying to escape isn't... well, ordinary waste♥"
"W-what? What do you mean... Hiiiik♥♥♥"
Another louder growl erupted from Kumo's stomach. Sensing impending doom, she looked up at me with a deathly pale face.
"W-what...? What did you do to me...?"
"Strange sensation, isn't it? Feeling your very essence churning inside your gut...♥"
"Answer me! What are you planning?!"
My, still enough energy to shout. But her trembling voice betrayed sheer panic rather than confidence.
Being the kind and benevolent person I am, I decided to kindly explain everything to this villain.
"I just materialized and extracted your personality. That means what's inside your stomach right now is your soul. If you were to... expel that, I wonder what would happen?♥"
"Aah... Aaaaah...!"
Kumo tore at her hair in disbelief, refusing to accept her predicament.
"L-lies! That's impossible...!"
"Don't believe me? Should I let you release it then? Holding it in won't change anything."
"...Who... what are you...? Personality extraction magic that expels souls as waste? I've never heard of such a thing...!"
"Technically it's extraction rather than expulsion - but names hardly matter now. My true identity? Well, I suppose I can grant you that final mercy."
As a parting gift, I released my Body Transformation magic and revealed my true demonic form to Kumo.
A pair of towering black horns, bat-like wings, and a seductively swaying spaded tail.
Exposing my true self outside church territory felt strangely liberating - like strolling naked through the streets.
Kumo's face contorted in horror as she pointed a trembling finger at me.
"D-d-d-d-demon?! A High-tier Demon...?"
"Allow me to reintroduce myself. I am Triae. While usually disguised as an ordinary adventurer... I am in truth the Queen of the Succubus Tribe♥"
"Q-queen?!"
"And I'm Mama's first daughter, Camellia! Princess of the Succubi!"
Having shed her disguise, Camellia approached my side in her true demonic form to introduce herself.
This tiny child's eagerness to proclaim herself was utterly adorable. Forgetting Kumo momentarily, I scooped Camellia into my arms and kissed her cheeks.
As we shared this familial moment, Kumo's face grew increasingly pale.
While realizing she'd angered beings far beyond a mere gang leader's station contributed to her terror, the imminent destruction of her very being proved the greater fear.
Another stomach growl echoed through the room. Panicking, Kumo covered her backside and screamed.
"N-nooooo...! I don't want to die! Not like this...! Please spare me...! Your Majesty, I beg you...! I'll be your slave, your bitch, anything...!"
"Apologies, but even such pleas can't cancel the 『Personality Extraction』 skill. Even if stopped, your personality would remain permanently deformed."
"Ngh♥ Eek♥ Every time it tries to come out... my body betrays me...!♥ No♥ I can't end my life as literal shit...!♥"
Kumo's thoroughly trained body provided relentless pleasure whenever she attempted to expel her personality, betraying her will at every turn.
Finally, the materialized essence of Kumo's personality began emerging from her anus.
"N-no...! Don't push! Ggghhh...♥ Must hold..."
A slime-like substance peeked from Kumo's anus - her materialized personality.
The grayish blob matching her hair color resembled flowing mercury.
Though Kumo desperately tried to push it back in, she couldn't stop the inevitable expulsion.
"C-can't... feel my arms... No... Losing... consciousness..."
Her resistance weakened as more personality escaped - an expected outcome when one's soul is leaving.
Watching Kumo's futile struggle, Camellia complained with boredom.
"She's squirming like a worm, Mama. How tedious."
"Honestly, I agree. After tormenting her so thoroughly, even this spectacle fails to entertain."
"May I finish her off, Mama?"
"Of course, if that's what my daughter desires."
Camellia leaped from my embrace and sprinted toward the prone Kumo.
Building momentum, she delivered a powerful kick to Kumo's stomach.
"Take this!"
"Hyaaaak?!♥"
-Thud!
Though a child's kick packed little force, the impact proved sufficient.
The direct stomach blow made Kumo lose tension, expelling a sizable amount of personality jelly.
"W-wait♥♥♥ Stop♥♥♥ I'll really...!"
"Kihihi♥ Just shit yourself and die already♥ We'll put your body and soul to good use~"
-Thud! Thud!
Camellia kicked Kumo's stomach like a soccer ball. Though Kumo tried protecting both stomach and backside, her efforts proved futile.
Like cracks destroying a wall, once compromised, Kumo's resistance completely collapsed.
-Splooorch♥♥♥ Splurch♥ Sloooosh♥
"Oooooooh♥♥♥ Cominggg♥♥♥ Shitting my life away♥ Goneee...♥"
In a disgraceful display, Kumo expelled a long strand of gray personality jelly from her anus while gushing from her pussy.
With this final act, all movement ceased.
Like a marionette with cut strings, her soulless body slumped lifelessly to the floor, face devoid of expression.
"Now she's just a living real doll... Kukuku♥ Well deserved for crossing Mama..."
"Camellia? What's a real doll?"
"Nothing important~ Now, shall we collect our spoils?"
Camellia avoided answering after using terms I didn't recognize to mock Kumo's state.
Coming from my succubus daughter, it likely meant something lewd. I'd investigate later - for now, spoils first.
Camellia bent to retrieve Kumo's personality jelly for me.
Suddenly, she screamed and dropped the gelatinous mass.
"Kyaa-!"
"Camellia! What's wrong?"
"Th-that..."
Trembling, my daughter pointed at the jelly.
"Memories flooded in when I touched it... Just startled. Sorry for worrying you."
"Memories flooded in?"
"Goodness... To absorb memories through mere contact? Such purity... How did you extract her soul so completely while materializing it? This borders on divine power, Mama!"
"Th-that significant...?"
Though capable of magic, my lack of arcane knowledge left me unaware of this feat's magnitude.
Needing to understand what my daughter experienced, I picked up the fallen personality jelly.
Then-
"...Uh, uhhh?"
Upon touching the jelly, Kumo's memories flooded my mind.
Kubo Kumo's entire life - her experiences, thoughts, emotions, values...
Merging with Kumo's essence, I completely "understood" everything about her.
The memory deluge overwhelmed me like a collapsing dam, making even self-identification difficult.
'Who... am I...? Triae? Kumo? My memories are all jumbled...'
"...Mama! Snap out of it!"
As I nearly drowned in foreign memories, Camellia shook me back to awareness.
Thanks to her, I regained my identity and separated my memories from Kumo's.
"Are you okay, Mama? You were spacing out..."
"Ugh... Haah. Thank you, Camellia. That was close. I'm fine now."
Cradling my throbbing head, I processed the glimpsed memories.
Kubo Kumo. Born as the second daughter of a prestigious family in the Eastern Empire's Winter Country.
Living comfortably until discovering her sword talent, she wished to pursue swordsmanship.
Her mother dismissed this talent, arranging a political marriage instead. In rebellion, Kumo fled home by ship to the mainland.
Selling stolen heirlooms for funds, she worked as a Mercenary to accumulate wealth and experience.
Eventually amassing enough money and followers who called her "Big Sis," Kumo established the Kubozo Organization.
Initially operating as an ordinary mercenary group, they gradually corrupted after tasting wealth and power, descending into crime.
...This summarized Kumo's life.
"Not inherently evil, even pitiable in parts... but ultimately still a villain."
"Then we can play with her before disposing of her!"
"But... how should we use this?"
I lifted the personality jelly questioningly.
Camellia shrugged helplessly.
"I lack soul manipulation skills. Since you wield this power, why not experiment freely?"
Hmm, apparently I must discover this myself.
Examining the jelly... Surprisingly soft and warm from recent expulsion, its texture felt oddly pleasant...
"...I have a wonderful idea♥"
A brilliant inspiration struck. Smiling deviously, I immediately acted.
Gathering the jelly, I molded it with Magic Power and Vital Energy.
Though not naturally crafty, my related skills perfectly shaped the mass according to my vision.
Kumo's personality now resembled a figurine of herself. Compact enough to hold in one hand, with perfectly sculpted breasts and vagina - essentially...
"This is... completely an Onahole...♥"
...Yes, Camellia accurately verbalized what I'd created.