Paradise at Jinglebell Middle School
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Unlike the fantasy world of Solari or the martial arts realm of Extreme Sword Heavenly Immortal, the modern setting of Soul Community was a world I surprisingly didn't visit often. After all, when you think "modern," there's the real world right there.
Still, Soul Community had its own unique charm. Especially in times like now, when I was overwhelmed by real-life bullshit and wanted to escape to another world—but not some fantasy or wuxia hassle, just a convenient modern life—Soul Community was perfect. Not that it happened often, anyway.
I was Geum Taeyang, the golden-tanned delinquent teacher at Jinglebell Middle School. The school was the biggest in Jinglebell City and one of the stages for Magical Girl Carol Muse. Thanks to my cheat item, the Common Sense Alteration Sticker, I'd pretty much taken over the place.
But Jinglebell Middle School wasn't fully under my thumb yet. The school nurse, Han Dambi, was none other than Queen Melody, ruler of the Magic World.
If I had the power of Yeouiju, could I take on Queen Melody? Hmm... not sure.
No matter how much Carol Muse was a kids' cartoon, you couldn't underestimate the world's strongest character, Queen Melody.
Han Dambi's presence was a huge obstacle to fully conquering Jinglebell Middle School. Because of her, the school had to look "normal" on the surface. Of course, anywhere outside her watchful eyes, it was a total demon realm.
"Gym class is starting."
I sauntered into the gymnasium. Flanking me were the art teacher Chae Mira and music teacher An Sunmi, whom I dragged around like personal fucktoys.
They were dressed in stockings and garter belts—no panties, no bras, their pussies and tits fully exposed. Right in front of the students, I casually fucked both teachers.
"Haaang! Haang! Haaang! Haaang!"
Chae Mira, with her rainbow-colored hair, let out sweet, sticky moans as she took my cock.
Gym class was all sex ed. The girls masturbated while watching my relationships with the two teachers.
The girls' gym uniforms were all hole-pierced bloomers. Holes in the tops too, so their perky nipples poked out. Thanks to strict discipline, their hymens were untouched.
The boys? Nothing but studying. They had to make up for the girls tanking the school's rankings. They'd become study machines, grinding 12+ hours a day.
A few broke down and ended up in psych wards or whatever. Not my problem. I ordered the principal to label them as bullying victims.
"Fuck, all that pent-up stress just melts away. This is paradise, right?"
I pistoned my cock like mad.
Yang Gain, the magical girl Carol Violet and a student in Jinglebell Middle School's Wisdom Class, had been intensely investigating the nurse's office lately. It stemmed from something the gym teacher said before.
"—I've heard the rumors too. Some teachers say you feel drained and depressed around the nurse. Not sure if it's true, though."
She'd heard that while hunting Shadow World monsters lurking in the school. Depressive feelings were a common symptom of exposure to their aura. If the gym teacher was right, the nurse was highly suspicious.
To confirm, Gain brought her mascot, Casts. Unlike Somi, she usually didn't bring hers to school—she didn't want to expose her normal life.
But she admitted she needed Casts to solve this. Lately, she'd been sneaking it in, but Somi's mascot, Tambourine, kept popping up and interfering.
"Every time I try investigating, Tambourine shows up out of nowhere and messes everything up, Casts!"
"Why's that?"
"Hmph! Tambourine's motives are obvious, Casts! It hates seeing me shine, Casts!"
The school came into view. Gain gazed at it and said,
"We're here now. See it over there."
"I can feel the impure energy leaking from the school even from here, Casts! It's... stronger than before, Casts! Might be tougher than any Shadow World monster we've faced so far, Casts!"
Casts, dangling from Gain's bag and pretending to be a doll, spoke up the moment it spotted the school. Its voice was full of certainty.
"That bad?"
Gain's eyes widened in surprise. If Casts was right, the school's situation was gravely serious.
There were two magical girls at Jinglebell Middle School, including herself. Maybe more she didn't know about.
If a place like this gets attacked by Shadow World monsters... it'd be disastrous.
To prevent that, she had to deal with the school's monster ASAP. As she tried passing the gate, a girl with a Student Guidance armband blocked her—Jeong Mi, class president of Hope Class, Somi's homeroom.
"Dolls violate school rules."
Jeong Mi pointed at Casts on Gain's bag with her armband hand.
"Since when?"
"New rule. Dolls get confiscated. Pick it up from the guidance office after school."
Jeong Mi smoothly took Casts. While pretending to be a doll, Casts mouthed to Gain where Jeong Mi couldn't see,
'I'll escape later depending on the situation, Casts!'
Gain subtly lipped back,
'Got it. You can find me, right?'
'What do you take a magical girl's mascot for, Casts? Of course, Casts!'
Gain handed over Casts without fuss and entered the school. The day began.
The primal pleasures at Jinglebell Middle School melted away the stress built up in my brain like grease caked in a kitchen. Just empty my head, shake my hips, and chase raw ecstasy. Like bingeing junk food stockpiled for days.
Chae Mira and An Sunmi were convenient fucktoys, but the best was still Yang Hyejin. Homeroom teacher to Carol Muse's protagonist Han Dambi, married housewife, and my personal slut. Hell, she was pregnant with my kid.
Squish! Squish! Squish!
"Ah~ Heung~! When school ends, don't stop anywhere weird—hngh~! Go straight home! There've been reports of suspicious people near school lately. Haaang~! Have a great day, everyone~!"
I railed Yang Hyejin from behind during morning homeroom. Classic hentai scene. Had to try it once.
Standing at the podium gave a perfect view of the kids. All beautiful girls.
Under my rule, Jinglebell Middle was gender-segregated. Boys crammed on one floor, Sparta-trained into study drones for my kingdom.
The kids' eyes weren't on their homeroom teacher—they locked on me. Specifically, my junction with Yang Hyejin.
My thick cock moved dynamically, lewdly—like a living snake slithering in and out of her pussy like its burrow.
Yang Hyejin's insides were pretty tight. Compared to Chae Mira or An Sunmi, the difference was clear.
Not that those two were loose. My size was huge, so few women felt slack to me.
"Teacher's pregnant, so behave."
I lightly patted her lower belly. Not bulging like a full-term yet, but the test confirmed pregnancy.
Gal-style Dambi shot her hand up.
"Is it the gym teacher's baby?"
"Obviously."
In this school, getting knocked up by me was common sense. Somi, eyes curved like a crescent moon, stared at Yang Hyejin.
"Wow~! I wanna get pregnant with gym teacher's baby too."
Criminal shit. Some pervert would love it.
At Dambi's words, class president Jeong Mi stood.
"No. Can't get pregnant till adulthood—that's the rule."
"True."
"Haaaang~!"
Yang Hyejin squirted wildly in orgasm. I left her ahegao-drooling mess and exited.
Morning homeroom over—time for cleaning. Duty was all boys, of course.
Just then, boys came down to clean the girls' rooms, heads bowed like convicts. I headed to the principal's office.
Flinging open the door, the balding principal was at his desk. He shot up straight and bowed.
"Guidance Director! You're here!"
"Yeah. No issues?"
"None, sir. No inspectors scheduled, and the education board hasn't noticed our changes. But the kids we sent to the psych ward as bullying cases—might get investigated."
"Figured. Handle it. You know what happens if they trace it back?"
I sliced my throat with my finger. Principal freaked.
"O-Of course! Uh, and about your previous order."
I racked my brain—what'd I order this fucker? So many commands, no clue.
"Parents' faces and three sizes?"
"No, the nurse teacher thing."
"Oh, right."
Queen Melody of the Magic World.
Her identity: Jinglebell nurse Han Dambi. As long as she was around, fully making the school my kingdom was a pipe dream. So I brainstormed alternatives.
Just fire Han Dambi from school. Easy.
I had a quest to fuck Han Dambi. Even without it, she was prime collection target.
But I could bang her later regardless. Right now, she was in the way.
"Firing a teacher isn't something a mere principal can do... and there's no justification for her specifically."
"What? Can't do it? Useless."
One jab, and he slammed his head on the desk.
"Sorry! But you said keep it from Teacher Han... Framing her for transfer's risky."
Han Dambi was Magic World queen. Too overt, and she'd sniff us out. I got why direct action was tough.
Approaching her head-on's too risky? Tricky.
I tabled Han Dambi for later. Best way to solve complex shit: let time handle it.
"Fine. Later on that. Anyway, got the parents' three sizes?"
"Couldn't, but I have photos."
"Hand 'em over."
I eyed the photos, picking next targets, then headed to the guidance office.
In the guidance office corner sat a small locked box for lost or confiscated student items. All sorts of stuff ended up there.
Checking confiscations was fun. Girls: makeup. Boys: porn mags/comics. Surprisingly good taste—stealing and reading was rewarding.
"Let's see what came in this morning. Morning duty was Jeong Mi, right?"
True to her strictness, the box was heavy. I unlocked it.
"Huh? What's this?"
Among morning confiscations by Jeong Mi at the gate, one caught my eye: a cute seahorse-like doll with angel wings on its back.
Its squishy texture was unlike normal dolls. Casts, mascot for magical girl Carol Violet.
Oh, right—ordered all dolls confiscated.
Rule to stop magical girl mascots invading my kingdom and spotting anomalies. (Tambourine, already under me, patrolled periodically.)
I fiddled with the doll-pretending Casts. It twitched; eyes flickered.
Gain brought this? Oh yeah, I told her the nurse was suspicious. Probably why.
Letting mascots roam free was dangerous. Especially Casts—top grad of magic school. Too risky to ignore.
I pried open its mouth. Moist warmth on my finger. Still playing doll.
I dropped my pants. Casts's body shuddered hugely. Too late.
"Wh-what are you doing, Casts!?"
Squelch!
I used its mouth like an onahole. Casts wailed—not quite a scream.
"Uuugh! Human! Human! Stop, Casts! Mmph! Mmph! Uuugh!"
"More? Sounds good."
Ignoring it, I fucked its mouth. Visually meh, but warm and nice inside. Fleshy, like a real mouth.
Been a while since I felt this.