Reality Arc (1): The Exorcist's Fall
With the scene of Yaruo snapping that photo, the epilogue wrapped up, and I was back in reality. My pants felt uncomfortably tight. Anna, quick on the uptake, dropped to her knees and crawled over seductively, her fingertips teasing my cock as she asked,
"Master, may I give you a handjob?"
It was a tempting offer, but right now, something else piqued my interest even more.
"Hold on a sec."
I pulled up the app's perks menu.
[Exorcist Seolwol 2 ~ The Targeted Academy ~ BAD END Perk 1]
[Exorcist Seolwol 2 ~ The Targeted Academy ~ BAD END Perk 2]
[Exorcist Seolwol 2 ~ The Targeted Academy ~ BAD END Perk 3]
Tapping Perk 1 brought up a familiar screen. In a stark white void stood Seolwol in her exorcist outfit—a latex black bodysuit. Even the original looked insanely hot like this. Hard to believe this got a 12+ rating. Probably only flew back in the old days.
Seolwol scanned her surroundings warily, eyes full of suspicion. Just like Anna last time, this seemed to be the pre-BAD END original.
Then Succumea appeared behind her. Seolwol whipped around, backing away swiftly to create distance, hand on her hip—probably reaching for something from her usual belt. But like Anna failing to summon her sword, Seolwol had no weapons on her either.
Panicking, she checked her body. As a last resort, she tried forming a seal to summon a yokai, but nothing happened.
Succumea approached leisurely, step by step, toward the defenseless exorcist. Sensing the disadvantage, Seolwol turned and fled. Unlike Anna, who froze in confusion without her powers, Seolwol's judgment was sharp. Must be the experience gap—Anna was a student, while Seolwol was a battle-hardened pro.
Succumea vanished from the screen for a split second, then reappeared in front of Seolwol. Startled, Seolwol stumbled back. Succumea reached out, pressing her hand to Seolwol's lower abdomen. A pink pussy mark etched itself there, glowing intensely even through her clothes.
[You bastard... what did you do to me... Ahh?!]
Her fierce glare turned to wide-eyed shock in an instant. Her modestly curved chest swelled dramatically into massive tits. The stretchy material held, but it strained so tight it could rip with a snap any second.
[Weird memories... flooding my head... This isn't me...! I have to resist...!]
Clutching her head, Seolwol muttered desperately. Succumea cupped her face, leaned in, and claimed her lips. Seolwol's eyes bulged, staring at her. She clenched her lips at first in refusal, but her expression softened, eventually melting into a dazed look as they dove into a deep kiss—wet, sloppy sounds like smack, slurp, squelch filling the air, tongues entwining lewdly.
Soon, changes rippled through Seolwol's body. Her hair—dull black—half-turned shimmering silver-blonde, split starkly down the middle from her forehead. Her eyes became heterochromatic: brown and blue. She shrank a few inches, her skin shifting to glossy chocolate tan. Her lean thighs thickened voluptuously, waist cinched narrower, hips and ass ballooning out.
The old Seolwol was a fresh, athletic beauty—pure and wholesome. Now? A twisted male fantasy incarnate. "Pretty" didn't cut it; "sexy" fit better. Like a beautifully obscene erotic painting.
Locked in a lesbian deep kiss with Succumea, Seolwol emerged with two-tone black-and-blonde hair, tanned skin, massive tits, a tiny frame radiating ripe sexual allure—complete with fluffy dog ears and tail. It was a mashup: the four exorcists Yaruo trained, plus Jinma and Zuri.
[Now, greet the Collector.]
Succumea moved behind, draping arms over Seolwol's shoulders.
[Yes, Succumea.]
Seolwol turned to the screen.
[Thank you for collecting me, Collector. Defeated exorcist Seolwol is now your property.]
[Master has stored the additional defeated heroines inside Seolwol's body. Command her to switch personalities anytime you wish.]
Succumea teased, rolling Seolwol's nipple between her fingers. Milk beaded at the tip of her perky nipple.
[All physical modifications you inflicted on the defeated heroines have been applied too. As you can see.]
[Yes♥ If you'd like a taste of fresh milk, just call me anytime, Collector.]
Milking play, huh. Not usually my thing, but intriguing. Call it intellectual curiosity. I hit the [Summon] button below.
A magic circle shimmered into existence right in front of me, and a woman identical to the screen appeared.
"Oh...? Did you summon a new collectible?"
Anna tilted her head. Seolwol brushed her side-parted hair back with elegant grace and smiled.
It evoked Kishi and Sera more than Seolwol herself.
"Yes, fellow collectible. I'm the freshly fallen heroine exorcist Seolwol, blessed with the BAD END by the Collector. Nice to meet you going forward."
"Your face is pretty enough. Pussy and ass look top-tier too. But the proportions are a letdown. As you see, Master prefers long-legged model types like me."
"Oh? But tastes change, don't they? Must be disappointing for you."
"Not at all."
The two exchanged words with feigned cheer, laughing hohoho. No clue why, but a chill crept up my neck listening.
"Collector, please give your orders?"
Seolwol turned to me. Anna cut in quick.
"Master, no plans for Anna's hot, dripping pussy? It's soaked and ready for insertion anytime."
"Isn't that obvious, fellow collectible? We blessed by Succumea's lewd favor are in constant heat. Especially now, with the Collector so close—if our pussies weren't wet, we'd be unfit property. Collector, mine's drenched too. Since the moment you summoned me."
They traded barbs fiercely, like rivals. Unexpected. Jealousy sparking a fight? Not bad, though—beauties vying over me was a dream.
Wished I could fuck both, but unlike Yaruo, reality me couldn't go endless rounds. Stick to plan.
"Tonight, I'm fucking Seolwol."
Seolwol smirked victoriously.
"Yes. I'll prepare right away, Collector."
She tore the crotch of her exorcist suit with a rip, baring her wet pussy, then bent over before me, ass up.
"...No helping it. I'll get back to housework, then."
Anna stood with a forced smile.
"Stay put."
I stopped her.
"Huh?"
"After, you'll clean my cock with that mouth."
Her sullen face lit up instantly.
"Yes! I'll wait!"
"Won't be fun just standing, so kiss her or something."
Might as well reconcile them.
"Kiss? You mean lesbian play, Master?"
Anna looked reluctant. Made sense after their snarling.
But I ordered it.
"Yeah. Mean it—no half-assing. Make it look like you're a hopelessly smitten couple."
"Understood..."
Anna knelt and approached Seolwol. Seolwol eyed her warily at first, then they pressed lips. Shy pecks turned to deep, tongue-lashing kisses.
Horny watching, I stripped, sidled up to Seolwol mid-kiss, and thrust my glans into her dripping slit. She yelped "Hyah♥!" cutely, glancing back shyly.
"Y-You're so mean, Collector. Suddenly shoving your magnificent, awesome cock into my pathetic pussy...♥"
"Focus on Anna. Your lover's right there."
"Y-Yes...♥ Hah...♥"
Seolwol turned back, mashing lips with Anna. Lost in it—or obeying faithfully—Anna hugged Seolwol's head, one hand fingering her own pussy.
I savored their lesbian show, pounding Seolwol's pussy freely. Like Anna, it was a world-class hole. No expert, but as an onahole vet, this beat toys hands-down. Best part: the slick juices. Warm and wet inside and out. Cheap lube's sticky; theirs was perfect—coating smooth from entrance to depths, easing every thrust while squeezing tight. Her hips even bucked in sync. Pure service.
"Haaah♥!"
I came inside her. Seolwol twisted, moaning. Pulling out, she collapsed limp.
"I'll clean it, Master!"
Anna rushed over, kneeling eagerly. Even if ordered, her ignoring the spent Seolwol for my cock irked me.
"Clean her pussy first."
Anna glanced reluctantly.
"Y-Yes... Got it."
She spread Seolwol's lips, cum leaking out, and plunged her tongue in.
"Ahh♥!"
Seolwol bucked from afterglow and Anna's soft tongue, squirting.
"Kyaa!"
Drenched, Anna glared.
"Playing dirty, huh?"
She yanked the pussy wide, tongue-fucking roughly while nose and cheeks ground the clit.
"Ahh♥ S-Slow... down a bit...♥"
"Oh? This is my slowest. As Anna, the lesbian couple madly in love with fellow collectible."
Anna lapped the clit, savoring Seolwol's twitches. Seems she lit a different fire than intended.