The Angel's Shattering Defeat
Ouriel, who had never known pain since awakening as a magical girl, was speechless from the agony of her arm being ripped clean off. Her ability was Direction Switch—the power to redirect any force touching her body however she desired. After awakening it, she set every incoming direction on her flesh to reverse, effectively reflecting everything away. No one could lay a finger on her.
Then one day, battling a particular monster, she realized that even her reflection couldn't easily handle gas attacks, so she started carrying a mask-style gas filter. That made Ouriel invincible. No matter the monster or monster human, she reflected every assault, and a single touch from her hand reduced them to pulp. Ouriel feared nothing. No gate, no monster human, had ever landed a hit on her.
So this time too, she teleported into what she assumed was the monster human's lair with the casual confidence of certain victory. But upon spotting the two women in the garden, Ouriel felt tension for the first time. And when her arm was torn away, she knew pain and terror.
Re, re, reflection... why...!
Her ability clearly reflected everything, yet it did nothing as her arm was severed. Blood sprayed from Ouriel's shoulder, but she swiftly pulled a sacred syringe from her pocket with her remaining hand and injected it into the stump. A new arm sprouted forth.
"Whoa, they have stuff like that these days? Well then, ta-da~"
A round black orb appeared beside the girl, and when she reached in and pulled out her hand, a black jelly emerged. The problem was the halo floating atop it—a halo shaped just like the ones Ouriel knew well.
"Fresh off the press, the latest toy: Super Vibration Jelly!"
"Super Vibration... They've already turned Brunhild into that?"
Ouriel badmouthed Brunhild plenty, but until recently, they'd sparred together and shared meals. Now Brunhild was back at the cathedral, reduced to something like a baby—obsessed only with lust. She masturbated all day chasing pleasure, her halo shattered. According to Michaela, her soul had been extracted. If she could find it, she'd begged Ouriel to bring Brunhild's soul back. And Ouriel had found it—turned into this jelly.
Ouriel thought she'd seen every gruesome, cruel horror life had to offer. But this was on another level. Kidnapping mana-wielding women, forcing them to yield energy to monster humans forever, extracting souls to forge into weapons. She had to escape this place, no question. From what the girl had said earlier, one of her powers was Ability Nullification. The worst matchup imaginable for Ouriel.
So how the hell was she supposed to get out? Ouriel swallowed hard, staring at her. Tiny body, yet strong enough to rip off an angel's arm. Multiple abilities confirmed: regeneration, Ability Nullification. Unfair didn't even cover it. How were you supposed to win against powers like that? Damage gets healed, abilities don't work. Using her own powers solo was straight-up cheating.
Overwhelmed by unfamiliar terror, Ouriel sweated more than ever. So focused, she didn't notice the sweat trickling down her forehead.
Drip.
The moment a drop hit her eye, making her squint and blink—
Splat!
The Brunhild jelly adhered to Ouriel's body. The girl hadn't aimed, but Ouriel's massive chest made it stick right there.
"Damn it!"
Big trouble. If Super Vibration activates like this...!
Her breasts would be shredded. She frantically tried to peel off the Brunhild jelly—
Vrrr!
"Hiiik!?"
The jelly's power activated, and even through her clothes, Ouriel's huge breasts visibly rippled like waves. Thankfully, it wasn't made for lethality but as a sex toy, so no tearing. Instead, at the peak frequency any human could endure, Ouriel clutched her chest and let out a moan.
"Infinite vibration engaged! Your tits are so huge you couldn't dodge, huh? Tit monster."
"Huuuh...!"
The relentless vibrations sent natural pleasure surging through her breasts, leaving Ouriel unable to stand steady. Even this Brunhild jelly ignored her reflection—meaning it had Ability Nullification too.
Damn... the pleasure's stronger than I thought.
No path to victory in sight, Ouriel activated her power and blasted through the foliage at top speed. The plants lacked Ability Nullification and parted without resistance, clearing her path.
Strictly speaking, this is Brunhild's soul. Snagging the intel from before and this would be a huge win.
Vrrr. Vrrr. Vrrr. Vrrr.
"Huuuuh...!"
Damn, damn, damn. G-gonna cum...!
But she couldn't stop. Even a pause, and that girl would catch up. Massive energy pursued from behind. The garden's edge finally came into view. Ouriel ignored the ecstasy in her chest as best she could and kept running.
Squeeze!
"Eh♥?"
Thud!
The Brunhild jelly suddenly pinched her rock-hard nipple with crushing force amid the vibrations. The slight orgasm made running Ouriel trip and faceplant.
Spurt...
Her gray leggings darkened around her pussy.
"I-I came... Y-you said it was just vibrations...!"
Caught off guard by the pattern shift, Ouriel's legs trembled as she barely stood. She had to run. That terrifying presence still chased from behind. Lips bitten bloody to endure the kneading jelly on top of the vibrations—
Poke.
"Hyak♥!?"
Ouriel's eyes quivered wildly as she stared at her chest. Her top had vanished entirely, the Brunhild jelly wrapping and ravaging her breasts with fierce vibrations and groping. From outside, it looked fine. But inside, it was slyly applying modification drugs to her nipples.
Soon, Ouriel's nipples swelled huge, turning into onaholes. What shocked her was the jelly slipping inside.
"N-nipples... It's g-going in my nipples...! Aaaah! Haaaah♥!"
As a masturbating adult, Ouriel had never felt nipple onahole bliss. Her brain and eyes flashed white.
What, what is this?! I don't know this pleasure!
"Oh, knew it'd happen~ Knew you were my type right away! I'm a total lightweight too, y'know!"
The girl had caught up, grinning at Ouriel lost in nipple-fucked ecstasy. With a gesture—
Squish.
The jelly in her nipples expanded. Ouriel felt her nipples stretching wider.
"W-wait, stop! Nipples aren't for that! Not for insertion! It's impossible, they'll rip!"
"Don't worry. I've got tits like yours, and it was fine."
Poke.
It grew to dildo size. Ouriel's eyes rolled back, tongue lolling, drool pouring.
"Passing out from this would be bad."
Schlurp.
The jelly slowly withdrew.
"Uuuuh!"
"Alright. Time for the Nipple Onahole Creation Project."
As it fully exited, the pleasure snapped Ouriel back. She screamed in desperation.
"S-stop... This is wrong!"
"Don't worry, I'll use it well."
Plung!
"P-please stoppppp♥!?"
Plung! Plung! Plung!
"W-wait, this is dangerous, dangerous! Why does it feel so good♥? Lies, lies! Why from this♥?"
The jelly pistoned furiously, shaking Ouriel's massive tits at insane speeds.
No, no! Why pleasure from nipples? Lies! That bitch must've put something weird in me.
"Guh! Guh!"
Schlurp.
Her lips tore, blood trickling. She willed herself not to feel it from her nipples—but it was futile.
Swel!
"Eh? N-no way."
The swelling jelly made Ouriel's skin crawl with her worst fear. No way. It was jelly, not a cock.
"Sis is thinking right."
This was the pre-cum sign.
"N-not in my tits! Absolutely not! That's not what they're for!"
No use protesting; the jelly stimulated her nipples relentlessly.
Finally—
Spurt! Spuuurt!
"N-nooo♥? Ooooh♥?"
Her already huge breasts ballooned further, filled with black particles from the ejaculation.
"Ooooh...♥ Eheek...♥"
Ouriel's body quivered even after it finished. The orgasm hadn't peaked yet. She shook for nearly five minutes before passing out.
Thud.
"Whoa... Super Vibration Nipple Fuck packs a punch...? Wonder what it'd do down below..."
==
Michaela couldn't believe the report.
"What? What did you say?"
"Lady Ouriel's statue has crumbled..."
"Th-that can't..."
The cathedral housed statues symbolizing their high angels. Linked to their owners, they reflected any harm. They indicated each angel's status. In short, Ouriel was dead. Well, her personality turned to jelly—but Michaela didn't know that.
Praying or not, she bolted to Ouriel's statue. What had been a majestic figure was now dust scattered across the floor like sand. No matter their rocky relationship, they served Lady Einsl together. A bond had formed. And Ouriel was like a final insurance policy—the strongest in one-on-one combat among the angels, or so Michaela believed.
Yet she was gone... How?