Ep50: Finally, the Path to Corruption
Side: Hildergart Raikshutal (Former Trike Steel)
The witch declares that she has found what she desires. The witch casts her magic. Solely to sate her own cravings. The witch seizes hold. To ensure she never lets go of what she has so painstakingly claimed.
The pitiful mortal trapped in the witch's home will never grow, forever bearing twisted memories and knowledge, bound eternally in chains of steel. The mortal doesn't even realize their captivity, merely following the witch like a foolish child, blind to the rusted shackles that could slip away at any moment.
Where did it all go wrong? The boy was simply cast into the world, yet if he knew he'd face such betrayal, such perfidy, such apostasy, he never should have been born at all.
It was a single voice that roused the despondent boy. A beautiful timbre embracing the world itself, pulling him from the filthy muck. The girl cries out. For help. The girl cries out. For salvation. The girl cries out. For deliverance.
The voice promises to grant her desires. The voice weaves its magic. Solely to fulfill the girl's wishes. The voice grasps her. Her frail, pitiable arm. She who freed her from the witch's chains, the witch's curse, the witch's obsession, bestowing a new name.
She knows nothing. Understands everything. Yet the girl feels an instinctive urge to worship her new master. The master commands: Bind the witch to the cross, flog her, seize her, burn her. The sin-laden witch shall be buried in the earth to repent her deep crimes.
The servant proclaims: She will bind the witch to the cross, flog her, seize her, burn her. Until the sin-laden witch is buried in the earth, repenting her deep crimes.
The lady smiles. The bitch roars with laughter. The apostle cackles madly. And the demon god sneers.
"Now it's my turn to win."
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Side: 1st Apostle, Blair Leiz / 1st Hierarchy - Baal
"Cross Moon Territory - Day 28 (Lunch)"
"Hildergart… It's Hildergart…"
The girl in my arms announces her name in a tearful whimper—Trike, no, I suppose I should call her Hildergart now? Hehe♥ Whatever the case, it's clear the Goddess's blessing has descended upon her too.
That aside, just minutes before Hildergart stirred, Rachel burst through the church doors with those words still echoing in my mind.
[Oh, made it just in time♥ Hold off on that pussy for a sec, Clarice~♥]
Rachel kicked the door open with casual flair, stopping Clarice just as she was about to plunge into Hildergart's pussy. Clarice threw a fit, whining "The hymen's mine!" but Rachel just gave her an apologetic look…
[Sorry, Clarice. I'll give you my hymen a hundred, a thousand times later. Can't that suffice?]
Leaving Clarice slumped like a deflated cock, shoulders drooping in unfiltered disappointment, Rachel approached Hildergart—who lay beside us, mouth full of mine and Mel's cum, her ass freshly broken in, lost to ecstasy.
[This girl still has business to settle as a mere 'human.' When her benefactor's ugly side comes to light, the betrayed human won't despair—she'll choose revenge. And I'll help her with that♥]
That's what she told us, but no one there bought it. Even if Hildergart was soon to be our comrade, she was still human. Petty human squabbles? We had no reason or leisure to care.
Besides, it wasn't reason enough to cockblock Clarice, who grumbled with a pout, "If that's all it takes, I'm just gonna shove it in anyway? My balls are bursting to unload right now!"
Rachel, as if expecting that, stroked Clarice's erect cock toward the ceiling…
[Yeees~ Hehe♥ Of course it's a lie♥ I just wanted to see our little Trike choose the Goddess of her own volition rather than by force♥ Writhing in vengeful despair against her betrayer, reaching for power and falling into corruption. Doesn't that get you so excited?♥]
Clarice came spectacularly. No hands touched her, yet Rachel's cock spewed thick yellow globs, splattering Clarice right in front.
At the same time, Rachel milked Clarice's cock too, and Clarice… "Ohooooh♥ W-Wait a sec! Rachel, that was my special thick load for Trikeee♥" climaxed messily.
Across the puddle of Clarice's drool, cum, pussy juice, Rachel's cum, and Hildergart's fluids, Rachel added one last line before leaving the church.
[Since Rachel started Trike's corruption, she'll finish it too♥ Tell Trike to follow the letter I gave her. Then I'll be off♥]
She departed leisurely, grinning brightly as if she'd seen right through us raping her horny ass and completing her as 'Hildergart.'
Come to think of it, Rachel was the one who sent Hildergart here too. The 'pitiful mortal' named in Mel's letter last night was this very girl—former Trike, now Hildergart—sobbing in my arms.
[Things are getting interesting.]
"Y-Yes…? S-Sis?"
[No, nothing. Anyway, how are you feeling? Your body grew so suddenly—any discomfort?]
Hildergart's growth-suppressing curse had lifted; her height, breasts exploded outward, her childish face now wore a mature bitch's expression. The girl who'd buried her face in my underboob was reborn a woman whose tits reached my chest. Her voice pitched higher into a full female timbre, and she started calling us 'sis' naturally.
Receiving the name Hildergart, changing her address… It all meant the Goddess had acknowledged her.
So Rachel was right? That humans fated to be our new comrades and sisters all share ties with us… Does that mean I have one too? That I can corrupt my own connection with my hands, turning her into the Goddess's faithful servant?
Ahaha♥ That excites me so much♥
"U-Um, Blair sis…?"
[Ah, ugh… What now?]
"Th-That… Your cock's pressing against my belly, it's so hot… N-Not that I hate it…]
Oh no… My cock, spent thickly in Hildergart's mouth and limp, swelled viciously from a mere stray thought. It pressed firmly against the yin gate tattooed on her lower belly where she clung to me… but Hildergart didn't seem to mind.
[Hilde~ Rubbing cocks sister-to-sister is totally normal. Once you grow yours, you'll come grinding on your own, right?]
"R-Really…? Hnng…! M-Mel sis's cock too…]
Mel had snuck up behind, hugging her and nicknaming her 'Hilde' already. Hildergart let out a soft moan—probably Mel's cock nudging her ass or pussy.
By now, any resentment or injustice had faded from Hildergart's face; bewilderment mixed with a dripping pussy.
[Haa… If not for Rachel, I'd be balls-deep in that pussy right now…]
Clarice grumbled from her tentacle chair, resentful of only anal; she gripped her cock with both hands, jerking furiously. Though little time had passed since Rachel left and Hildergart woke, a thick cum mound under Clarice's chair showed her output.
Clarice… You were packing that much, huh.
"Rachel… Sis was here too?"
Hildergart, still oblivious, peeked from my arms and spoke. No wonder—when Rachel arrived, Hildergart lay frog-flipped, pussy gushing fluids, ass leaking cum, passed out.
[She was. While you were cumming your brains out.]
"How embarrassing… I owe Rachel sis the first apology, but I blacked out. I never trusted her words to the end, yet she only ever told me the truth…"
Hildergart mumbled gloomily. Harsh to say, but Rachel wouldn't care for an apology from a mere human like you—hell, she probably doesn't even register your doubt. You're just vermin; whether it joys or sorrows, we feel nothing.
So it's amusing, this future apostle still clutching human sentiments. Honestly, Rachel's talk of 'revenge' seems pointless from my view.
Our goal as apostles, as demon gods, is singular: The Goddess's return, paradise reborn. We eliminate obstacles, enslave, corrupt the land. All else is irrelevant.
Human tragedies, fond memories? Now worthless scraps worse than street trash.
Hildergart will regret wasting time on such frivolities once reborn as apostle, as demon god—delayed from beholding our master even a day.
I'd apostle-ize her right now, trapped in revenge's cycle, but…
[Rachel asked me to pass this on.]
"What message…?"
[Follow the letter she gave you. No idea what it says, but she claimed she could resolve those feelings you're harboring.]
Truth be told, I don't mind watching a human like Hildergart writhe in agony♥ Despairing to death's edge, building human hatred before rebirth? She'd be our master's fiercest vanguard.
"Blair sis… Do you know what I'm feeling?"
[No clue. Never cared to understand or empathize with human hearts. But one thing I know: Sentient beings bare their fangs when despair peaks. Like you, learning your lifelong benefactor meant to devour you. Hildergart.]
After that, Hildergart fell silent—well, just hiccuping wordlessly. I couldn't care less what she thinks. One leg might be apostle-bound, but she's still human fact.
The moment I open to her… will be when she grows a cock like us, faces the master, reborn as apostle.
Clarice and Mel think the same, just chiming along till then.
"I see… Thank you, Blair sis. Clarice sis, Mel sis too…"
[So, what's next? Home? Guild? Twilight's falling.]
"Ah, well…"
Hildergart shrank at Mel's words. Home… probably facing Heri.
[On that note, let me give you some advice, Miss Hilde!]
"Clarice sis? Advice?"
[I know exactly how despairing you are. You'll face Heri on return, obviously. Act normal for now. Rage and revenge are valid for you. Expressing them's fine, but honing that chest-dagger first is wiser♥]
[Like Clarice said, humans are pathetic. The more you open, the more your heart exposes slowly. Stab when fully bared. And you're meeting Rachel—better hear from someone who's known you longer.]
Hildergart clenched her fists, lifting her tearful head at our words.
"Th-Thank you so much. All of you… Without you sisters, I'd be trapped in that witch's home forever… I'll repay this grace…"
[Don't care about your grace. Direct thanks to our great Goddess master over there.]
"Goddess…?"
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Side: Hildergart Raikshutal (Former Trike Steel)
Freed from that repulsive witch's curse—too vile to name—I'm left with gratitude for the sisters who saved me… and vengeance.
Twisted by the witch's filthy lust, my fate changed by sheer luck through Rachel sis's aid.
I'll apologize and thank her later, but first: revenge.
"Blair sis… Do you know what I'm feeling…?"
[No clue. Never cared to understand or empathize with human hearts. But one thing I know: Sentient beings bare their fangs when despair peaks. Like you, learning your lifelong benefactor meant to devour you. Hildergart.]
Blair sis advised indifferently, crimson hair swaying, her scorching cock against my belly burning like fire…
[On that note, let me give you some advice, Miss Hilde!]
"Clarice sis? Advice?"
[I know exactly how despairing you are. You'll face Heri on return, obviously. Act normal for now. Rage and revenge are valid for you. Expressing them's fine, but honing that chest-dagger first is wiser♥]
[Like Clarice said, humans are pathetic. The more you open, the more your heart exposes slowly. Stab when fully bared. And you're meeting Rachel—better hear from someone who's known you longer.]
Clarice sis's profound advice, calling me 'Hilde' with concern. Blair sis's brutal counsel. Moved, I bowed my head, clenching fists to hide tears, whispering quietly—for these generous sisters.
"Th-Thank you so much. All of you… Without you sisters, I'd be trapped in that witch's home forever… I'll repay this grace…"
[Don't care about your grace. Direct thanks to our great Goddess master over there.]
Blair sis nodded aside, arm extended. Before the pipe organ and podium stood a statue of some woman, carved from unknown stone.
The vulgar pose I'd seen entering: Lewd, lust-drunk expression, nude body, hands behind head exposing pussy and skyward rigid cock, unnaturally massive tits, ass, dick. Once beyond weird into revulsion—this church's centerpiece.
Yet now, just standing here breathing feels immense comfort. Especially… that statue. Why… why is it so beautiful?♥ Just stone, yet pose, curves, expression in perfect harmony—looking arouses instantly♥ Why did past me find it gross? I'm ashamed…
[Hildergart? You feel it too♥ That statue. Our feeble skills only approximate, but doesn't it feel like our master descends in this darkened world? Praise and worship with all your might. That's our salvation♥]
Blair sis, fully turned to it, cock harder than against my belly, tip drooling precum like cumming.
Not just her—Clarice sis and Mel sis cocks magnificently erect, rigid as if about to burst, nipples hard, pussies flooding behind balls…
[What do~? Blair♥ Just seeing the Goddess-statue has me rock-hard♥ Can I cum? Right?♥]
[Mel, really… Balls that bloated after dumping so much earlier?]
[Yours are bigger? You whitewashed the floor sloppily, and they're already thick again!]
Leaving the sisters bickering cutely over hyper cocks and balls, I stared at the statue.
Then…
"Hik…!!?"
[I'll come to you soon. Hildergart♥]
Wh-What…? Someone touched my shoulder? But only Blair sis nearby, back turned. No one behind… And that voice. Unmistakably… Hers, who named me. The Goddess?
[Huh? What's wrong, Miss Hilde? Suddenly looking around like someone grabbed your shoulder?]
"N-N-Nothing…"
Clarice sis worried, but it wasn't that bad. More like too aroused to calm—worry if you call it that. Maybe hallucination from revenge-madness… But me imagining Her voice? Impossible.
Yet so strange. Heart troubled till now melts away gazing at Her statue; now only euphoric bliss♥
"B-But Blair sis… How much do you know about the Goddess…?"
Blair sis paused, turning back. Her massive cock's pungent cum stench and heat wafting… Hee♥ What is this… Driving me mad♥
[Hmm…? Why curious suddenly?]
"She whose benevolent voice can't be refused—refusal not even an option… I know so little. Tell me. About the Goddess I'll lean on after revenge."
Revenge. My driving force now. Hang the witch, burn her. But after…? My place, my purpose? Repay the grace of She who gave new meaning. To Her who'd never betray… I can offer everything.
[What our master is like… Hehe♥ Never really thought about it.]
"Eh…? B-But Blair sis is Her… servant or…?"
[Servant… Once, maybe. Now me, Mel, Clarice, Rachel—we're Her children and weapons. Our sole reason: Fulfill Her will. Tools judging master? Blasphemy.]
[Right right! Like Blair said, we're tools to rebuild paradise♥ Judging the Goddess is meaningless. You'll learn soon, Miss Hilde♥]
[Like parent-child. No words needed, perfect seamless sync. Our mother Goddess is savior and hero♥]
Blair, Clarice, Mel—each sharing about Her. I see… Still fuzzy, but She's supremely great and benevolent…
[Our answer ends here. We and master aren't bound by lowly servant chains. Now your answer.]
The three sisters surround me, demanding response. Uu, yes… I must. Their words on Her unanimously positive. My resolve for She who saved me from despair…!
"Hearing you sisters, I'm convinced. I'll obey the Goddess. Become Her tool…! O-Of course, revenge first…"
[Enough. No need for more. Time to gift our resolute little sister♥]
Before I finished, they crouched, legs spread wide, gripping central hyper meat-rods with both hands.
What are they—
--Stroke♥♥ Stroke♥♥ Stroke♥♥
[Haa♥ Haa♥ Balls so heavy♥ Cock-juice churning♥]
[Hehe♥ Miss Hilde? Don't dodge, mouth wide♥]
[Mine's potent. Careful♥ Aa, cock-rub heaven♥]
Two hands kneading barely graspable hyper-erect cocks; balls swell beyond seen before, precum dripping… Three sisters around me passionately… Aa♥ Smells divine… If as I think… Kyaha♥ Blair sis's 'gift.' I get it.
Blair sis shaking hips diagonally, aiming hyper balls swaying at me; Clarice sis right, splattering nectar arousing; Mel sis left, rubbing with intense musk… Heart pounding♥ Minutes? Seconds…? Barely started jerking, yet cock-scent clings to my nose forever♥ Veins pulse, balls gurgle vividly♥
To receive efficiently… Cup palms before cocks, mouth agape♥
"I'm ready anytime♥ So please, as you wish… Aaang♥]
[All for our Goddess master♥ And new comrade-sister Hildergart♥]
[Aa, Miss Hilde♥ Face so slutty♥]
[Can't hold baaaack anymoreee♥♥]
--Spluuuurt♥ --Spurt-spluuurt♥♥ --Ruuurt-spluuurt♥♥♥
Triple blast: White, yellow, sticky cum feast. Smelly, sweet, thick cock-juice drenches till no skin shows♥ Sluuurp… Haa♥ Love cum smell♥ For sisters gifting precious loads, I must joyfully absorb every drop bodily♥
Ears cum-coated muffling sound, but clearest: Cocks announcing blasts, sisters' panting moans♥ How long this heaven?♥ Eternal cum paradise please♥ All thanks to Goddess♥ Aa… Goddess forever♥
--Spluuuurt-spluuuurt♥♥♥
After this baptism… Act obedient dog before that witch… Just thinking infuriates… But endure till meeting Rachel sis… For Goddess and revenge… Hold on… Ohot♥ W-Wait…!
"Aaaah♥ Cum absorbing into me… This feeling, truly, truuuuly…!]
[Waa♥ So slutty, Miss Hilde♥ You love our cum. Absorbing so much, your sensual body got even lewder♥]
[Seeing that, I'm re-erecting♥]
[No. Blair♥ Sadly, send Hildergart now. I'd love to stuff her mouth-pussy, but. Heehee♥]
Sisters' praise… Body sluttier… Ahaha♥ Feels too good… Fully absorbed, I staggered up. And moved. For revenge and Goddess♥
[Fight on, Miss Hilde♥ Don't lose to that witch♥]
At church doors, I turned slowly, thanking Clarice sis's cheer and sisters' cum… Politely spreading legs showing pussy… Fellatio gesture with mouth…
"I'll go… Next time… Hik♥ Cum just looking, super slutty body. Sisters♥ Chuuurp♥]
[See ya~ Hildergart♥]
[Pussy next time♥]
Ending with Mel and Blair sis, I posed, drawing mana from yin gate. Brief return to 'me'…
"Bye then♥]
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Side: Heri Tetrahedron
"Cross Moon Territory - Day 28 (Lunch)"
A request named me directly today, so I left home early morning. Client: Anidia. She's long grilled me on changelings; now demanded all fairy knowledge. Struck while iron hot, headed Lord's Manor at dawn.
Why obsess over fairies? Probably wants one for her collection. Anidia's always been collection-mad.
Separate issue: No breakfast with Trike, left me distraught. Watching him chew my cooking was my energy boost… Ha, another listless day.
Bu·t!! Ultimate harvest: Trike's wet-dream undies♡ No clue who he dreamed of—obviously me…! How resist bed's night-flower scent at dawn~ Changed his undies myself, fresh sheets, then out. Trike's wet undies… Hee♥ What to do~
But no cute Trike drains me. No idea return time, solo lunch… Anyway, whatever she did to my sleeve turning it rags, Beth. Went to her house en route, but no answer despite knocking.
Beth only likely resident… I trust she's not that type, but inwardly fretted an affair partner might emerge. No sounds though.
Minutes of loud pounding, convinced absent or hiding, I pierced her house with clairvoyance—privacy invasion, sorry Beth… Empty. No traces. Waste.
Back to guild, mana squandered. Guild basement teleport mirror logged Trike; probably contacting Myrit now. Myrit won't harm Trike, but people unpredictable.
Languid time passed; post-lunch, door knock. Boy's voice, door swings open.
"Trike…! W-Wait, hold on…! B-Back early!"
I shoved work log in drawer, glanced at pattering Trike. Slender small build, my love♡… But off.
"Trike. Where's the magic gear I left?"
Stealth-male guild uniform for mission. Told him wear table's gear, yet standard uniform.
Two options: Skipped gear, or wore then removed. Trike obeys perfectly—former unlikely. Latter: Why…?
Who'd he meet today?
"Myrit said?"
Trike silently pulled letter from bosom, placed on desk. No reply, coldly expressioned. Feels not my Trike… No, no! Betraying thought against trusting Trike!
Opened letter: Brief lines.
Myrit will converse, but only if—and no one else—our Trike comes alone each time.
Conversation possible, but Trike must come to her alone. Yet doesn't explain ditching safety gear.
Probed sharper.
"Reason for no gear… Myrit? Or she made you ditch?"
Rose approaching to check injuries—
--Smack…!!
"Trike…!?"
"Hic…! S-Sorry. H-Heri… sir. Removing gear for talk was Myrit sir's demand and reunion condition. Said for no eavesdropping or surveillance, no choice."
Trike slapped my hand away sharply, stepped back, explained. But I heard nothing. Shock: Cute Trike rejecting my touch, recoiling.
"N-Next too, no gear ever. Your surveillance familiars withdraw from forest now. I'll come alone. Break any, I leave forest immediately."
Trike shuddered ghost-seen, serious stutter. Shocked still, Myrit's terms infinitely suspicious—throwing gearless Trike to firepit.
"Why such terms…?"
Thoughts swirled. Myrit planning kidnap defenseless fave Trike, threaten no approach? Or… Myrit into boys… targeting my Trike!?
Amid frenzy, Trike spoke.
"H-Heri sir… Tired today, may I go home? Tomorrow meet Myrit again, rest first… No other tasks…?"
First time hearing this. Trike always synced my hours, even early finish. Him declaring solo home first… Anomalies pile. People don't change overnight sans divine intervention… Someone tampered. Myrit. Spreading rumors I'm surveilling her to Trike. Explains behavior. Longtime comrade's gossip sows doubt, even dependent Trike. Gear ditch: Hostage demand via my precious Trike. Intent: Weigh Beth-Myrit reconcile vs Trike life. Sly… But can't abandon Trike. Hard-won top groom. Nor longtime comrade… My answer:
"Sure, you worked since dawn. Go first. I'll finish normal time."
"Thanks. Then…"
As Trike turned—
"One thing. Trike. Don't trust Myrit fully. She turns lies to truth brazenly. Filter. Like someone's badmouthing…"
"No worry. Heri… sir. I'm grown. No need…"
Trike left without looking back. Sigh… Beth, Myrit. Why torment my Trike. What'd he do…
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