Effect Activated! The "Forced: Siofuki Climax" Card!

"You've never seen an effect like this before, have you?"

"No… I've seen plenty of cards that deal direct damage, but this is the first time I've encountered one that stacks counters against a player."

On top of that, the counter itself was called Climax. Han Yumi, whose body was already indecently curvaceous, hugged herself and trembled like a leaf. She looked terrified that something dangerous was about to happen to her. And the succubus I had summoned—the one listed with no name, simply as ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Type: Gyaru—wouldn't shut up for a second.

"Baiting?! I don't do anything like that!"

"H-how did you know that?!"

"I was not! Everyone was always kind and gentlemanly to me! Even now that we're all grown up and settled in society, they still come to the store all the time and help boost my sales!"

"That… did happen. Some of them suddenly cut off contact and vanished, and I was so worried…"

Even if Han Yumi didn't realize it, I understood exactly what the succubus was getting at.

"She's genuinely a good person. Good enough to take in a suspicious guy like me."

"Is that a compliment?"

"…Yes. Of course it is."

"Ehehe~."

Even with her face flushed red, Han Yumi smiled happily.

With a personality like that, how the hell had she managed to avoid getting raped all this time…?

"What kind of card are you to be saying such horrible things?! This is just a practice battle! We can't do anything lewd like that… This isn't the underworld!"

The succubus approached Han Yumi. I thought she couldn't leave the field, but apparently attacking was an exception. She struck a provocative pose on her own. I was secretly worried she might hit her too hard, but the gyaru simply targeted one of those breasts that wouldn't even fit in both hands, raised her needle-like nails, and jabbed her index finger straight in.

"Hik—kyaaaaaah!!!"

A sudden nipple stab. Han Yumi screamed like someone about to faint from what an opposing card had done. And it wasn't over. The gyaru yanked off Han Yumi's apron and forcibly stripped her top as well.

"Hic?!"

The moment the clothes were touched, they turned into holograms and vanished. Naturally, her black lace bra disappeared in an instant too, fully exposing her CD-sized pink areolas. Her nipples were inverted like little clams—classic sunken nipples. Yet the thick tips still poked out slightly, stirring up lust just by looking at them.

The gyaru succubus's sharp nails dug in and scraped those lewd nipples with vulgar, relentless strokes. Of course Han Yumi tried to push the succubus away, but her hands simply passed through the demon's body like smoke. There was no way to resist.

"Hngh! Haaah! Stop, please stop! Hic, the attack's already over! My nipples… in front of other people… hngh! Uuuu~♡"

"Stop explaining it in such detail~~~!!!"

One of her eyes narrowed into a slit as tears of shame welled up.

A married woman desperately covering her massive areolas with her palms while panting— just the sight of it made my crotch itch.

The attack ended, and another counter appeared above her head.

"Hiiik! It went up again! What is this?!"

"P-p-pussy… pussy execution…!!"

Han Yumi stared at her own counter.

Two climaxes were already scheduled. And judging by the terror on her face at the fact that a mere cost-1 card had already stacked this much, she was clearly afraid.

"Then how many would a high-cost card stack…? I've never even heard of a deck like this."

"Huuuugh~!"

The gyaru succubus urged me to play even lewder cards right away. Han Yumi desperately tried to cover her areolas—which her palms couldn't even fully hide—and begged me.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Baek. I was the one who suggested this, but let's stop here! This deck is too dangerous!!"

I could tell that just by looking. It had the kind of power that belonged in an adult doujinshi, not a children's anime. Cards this vulgar and obscene didn't belong in this cheerful world.

Normally, stopping here would be the right thing to do.

—Normally, that is.

"W-why?"

"Don't be ridiculous. Mr. Baek worked diligently all day today. Regardless of his deck, he's not a bad person at heart. At least I believe that."

It was a little embarrassing. This kind of unconditional trust was something I hadn't received since my late mother.

That's why I wanted to live up to her expectations, but the heat that had been building in my body since earlier had reached its peak, and I was starting to lose control.

"Ugh."

"Mr. Baek?!"

Right. These kinds of events always happen.

The story where an evil deck takes control of its owner and forces them to battle directly.

I don't understand why a perverted deck that doesn't fit the world has such a classic trope attached to it.

"Don't tell me… you're being controlled by the deck…!"

"It seems so… I know I should stop the battle, but I have no desire to… This urge to keep going is only getting stronger… ugh!!"

I was fully aware that if I held my will strongly enough, I could break free from this binding. The problem was that the constant sexual stimulation kept suppressing that will.

If I were a hot-blooded protagonist, I might have been able to break free somehow. Unfortunately, I was just a tired thirty-year-old man with almost no such spirit left.

"I've heard from Taeyang that there are evil decks that control their battlers, but I never imagined I'd see it here. This is all my fault. I knew the deck looked suspicious, so I should have taken more safety measures before starting the battle…"

"So you still feel some bond with your battler. That's a relief."

Even while being controlled, I calmly looked over my hand.

I was clearly being controlled, yet my sense of self was crystal clear and I felt almost no resistance. It felt more like I was the one controlling the succubus and enjoying this situation.

This must be why the brainwashed victims in anime never resist.

At that moment, I was thinking that the protagonists who broke free with sheer hot-blooded spirit were the weird ones.

The gyaru offered me a magic card.

The card name was incredibly specific, but I understood its intent immediately.

I threw the card.

My remaining mana cost dropped from 9 to 3, and a pink aura wrapped around Han Yumi's forehead.

"Eh? Eh? Uweh?"

While she was confused, thin pink letters were engraved onto her forehead. They made little typing sounds, like someone tapping on a keyboard.

Eventually the words Tag: Moral Degeneration were etched there, then sank into her skin.

"Ohyohyohyohyohyohyoooo—t☆!@$♡!?"

Even in this situation, the timid, modest woman who had been covering her oversized areolas suddenly spread her legs in a lewd M-shape, clasped her hands behind her head, and screamed like a sow.

Her breasts jiggled. The recoil made her thick inverted nipples poke halfway out of their holes, practically begging me to pinch and pull them with my nails.

"A-ahe? Uhehe~? What did you juuust do to meee~??"

The crotch of her jeans was soaked. Even with her philtrum slightly drooping and a bit of snot running down, she was still a beauty. The urge to break her even more, to torment her more, made my prostate tingle.

"E-eh? Uhehe? Why… is the counter at 4? Does that mean I have to cum four times with this pussy~?!"

Han Yumi still hadn't shaken off the aftereffects of the tag insertion and remained frozen in that perverted pose.

Since the concept of morality had been blown away, she seemed far less embarrassed than before. Without hesitation, I threw the next card.

"Hueh? Please stop~! My mind still hasn't come back—"

The Climax Counter instantly rose to 5.

It then demanded a total of five forced Siofuki climaxes.

"Eh? N-no, no! Wait! I'm really backed up, so if I cum like this it'll be really dangerous!! N-no no no… cumming like this is…!!"

The thrown card turned into pink smoke and wrapped around Han Yumi's forehead again.

The words Climax Start - 5 appeared in pink like a hologram, floating in the center of her forehead.

"A-a-a-ah!? No… my pussy… my urethra is moving on its own—?!"

She realized what was about to happen and frantically shook her head, but her prediction became reality.

Her body remained in that vulgar M-leg spread—the perfect pose for spreading her pussy and shooting out a fountain.

"Ouuuugh~♡ That vulgar sound is rising from my core!? Ooh~♡ Ooooh~♡"

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——Ssssssssssssssh!!!!!

"Kuuhooooooooooooooooot——♡♡♡"

Even though she was still wearing jeans, the thick fabric couldn't stop the massive gush of Siofuki that poured out. If she'd been without pants, the thin fabric of her panties would have been blasted away by the pressure. The sheer volume was insane.

"Uooooooik~!! Stop, no, my head's tingling, no!! I came back to my senses! The mind that flew away from that card earlier is back! So stop this—"

Her blue jeans were instantly dyed dark and ruined, yet the climax didn't end there.

"This one-sided orgasm… aaaaaaaaah… aaaaaah—"

Sssssssh—!!!

"Kuhiiiiik~♡ Ugi iiiii~♡ Don't torment this auntie's pussy~!! My frustrated pussy that held back because of the kids and tried not to masturbate—don't flip the switch on it so easilyyyy~~~!!!"

Ssssssssssssssh—!!!

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!! Stop it! Climax, stop iiiiiit! You're giving me the result without even touching my pussy! Please stooooop!!!"

Ssssh… Pushaaa!

"—Aaaah! I've been holding back as a mother this whole time! That's why I hid my vibrator deep in the closet! A-a-aah~!? It's coming again! It's coming agaaaain! It's coming coming coming comiiiiiing—"

Tswaaaaaat—!!!

"Oooooooooo, oooooooooooooooooooh!!!!! Ooooooo, ugh, ogoh~♡ My pussy's so hot, stooooop~! Hic, hik, hik!!"

Shaaaaa…

…Drip.

"Hik, uho… kuh! My pussy… I managed to endure it… with this…"

"—Eh?"

Shaaaaaaa—!!!

"O-ogoh! Ogooot~♡ C-cheap, nuoooo~♡ Cheap, cheap, pussy's so cheap, uoooooooooo~~♡♡"

Han Yumi thrashed around, crying that this was unfair.

She had only stacked five counters, but the extra service one was too much. Taking advantage of the moment her pussy had gone slack, she ended up pissing herself spectacularly.

"Ohooooo… ooh… ogogo~♡"

She was still in the same pose—hands clasped behind her head, legs spread like a crab. I could see how hard she'd clenched her thick thighs trying to close her legs during the climax; the way the flesh jiggled and trembled like waves was incredibly enjoyable and satisfying.

"Uiuu… my pussy hurts… my urethra is twitching too much… it huuurts~!"

"Uhuuuugh!!"

She finally relaxed her crab-leg pose, drooling all the while.

The turn must have passed to her side, partially canceling the magic card's effect.

"I-I made you, a kind person like Mr. Baek… get controlled and do ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠something like this~!"

"Of course not… I'll save you… hic! So please hold on!"

Even in this situation, Han Yumi still believed in me until the end and drew a card.

Despite having just suffered such horrible treatment, she burned with determination to save me instead.

So this is what a protagonist's mother is like. Lewd and cool.

Just how kind-hearted was she? It felt like I could fall in love with a woman I'd only met today.