Shota's Curse
Lee Jieun claimed she had seen it on TV or the internet, and forced my face to rub vigorously against the nape of her neck, her armpits, and the valley of her breasts—places supposedly rich in female pheromones.
As for me, the scent was so fragrant and strangely arousing that just breathing it in made me excited and felt good. Honestly, if Lee Jieun didn’t hit me, she was a cute, pretty, and incredibly sexy girl, and this kind of treatment felt nice.
“Jju♥ Master♥ I’m gonna cum again, it feels like I’m about to cuuum♥ Eeiit♥ Ueee♥”
“Ahng♡ My little slave♡ Cum♡ Go on, cum again…♡ Empty everything out♡ Let’s go together♡”
“Cumming♥ I’m cumming♡ I’m cumming so haaard♥♥ Hueeeeng♥ Hiiiit♥♥”
“Hngh♡ Uuuut♡”
Splurt. Splurt. Spluuuurt. Splurt.
Thick semen flooded her womb completely. After three days of consuming nothing but her love juices, I had no idea where all these nutrients were coming from, but the sheer volume of cum swelled her lower belly—right where her uterus sat—until it looked pregnant. Only then did my ejaculation finally stop.
She stroked her bloated stomach with a satisfied, almost full-bellied smile, then said it was about time we went to see the headmaster. Of course, she had something she needed to do to me first.
“Let’s stop by my workshop and storage room for a moment.”
She grabbed my hand and led me to an empty building near the deserted walkway. The academy grounds were ridiculously vast, so there were countless unused structures like this one.
“Master. Where are we?”
“I told you earlier. It’s my workshop and storage. The academy has so much land that they’ll rent these unused buildings to students for a small fee.”
I see. Capitalism really does conquer all, huh?
From the academy’s perspective, the buildings weren’t being used anyway. If a student offered money to use one, they’d lend it out. Wealthy chaebol kids like Lee Jieun apparently rented them often. Naturally, I doubted they were only used for wholesome purposes. Not when something like this was happening to me.
“M-Master…? Why are you tying me up while I’m completely naked…?”
“Shut up. Be quiet. Everything I’m doing is for your own good.”
Lee Jieun dragged me down to the basement. First she ordered me to strip and lie down on what looked like an operating table. I shook my head violently in fear, but her response was to clench her fist. The silent threat that she would beat the living hell out of my stomach if I resisted made me obediently lie down.
The moment I was on the table, she used the prepared restraints to bind me completely. I couldn’t even move my body properly anymore.
“Wait here a second. This is my first time too, so I have to follow the manual exactly.”
“M-Master? W-What exactly…? What are you planning to do…? Y-You’re not going to do anything weird to me, right?”
“What kind of weird thing?”
“L-Like… cutting something off…. I’ll listen to you from now on, I swear! Please don’t do that…! You said before that if I didn’t obey you’d cut it off…”
“Aish, you crazy idiot. I don’t like that kind of thing either. That was just to scare you. Stay quiet. I’m telling you, this could be good for you too, okay?”
“What the hell are you trying to—”
She brought over a thick book. I realized it must be the manual she mentioned. While flipping through it, she drew a magic circle centered on me and arranged various magical tools around the table. After wrestling with the manual for a long time, she even brought out a special-looking purple magic crystal, placed it on my navel, and secured it with tape.
“W-What is this?”
“Hehe. Do you know about Shota’s Curse?”
“Uh… uh… oh! …Ahh!”
“Hehehe. So you do know.”
Yes. I knew it. Shota’s Curse. Also called the Shota Transformation Curse. According to the world-building of this eroge, it was a spell created by a certain female archmage to reshape a man’s body according to her tastes.
The lore went something like this: long ago, a powerful archmage had fallen in love with a boy named Shota during her childhood. But due to unfortunate circumstances, their innocent first love never came to fruition and they were separated—probably something like him transferring schools. Decades later, the two somehow reunited. Yet the Shota she had loved was now a grown man, nothing like the boy she remembered. He had become a 2-meter-tall Viking-like warrior with a bushy beard and thick chest hair.
The archmage, utterly shocked by his appearance, refused to accept reality. She insisted that man could not possibly be her Shota and fell into a deep mental demon, refusing to eat or drink for days. Like anyone consumed by such obsession, she became completely unhinged and began using her vast wisdom and mana for twisted purposes.
She poured years of her overwhelming power into developing bizarre magic. And what she ultimately created was Shota’s Curse—the ultimate curse magic that only affected men.
I had always thought that archmage bitch simply had too much free time. Instead of using her talents for something productive, she had devoted herself to creating a spell that turned men into shotas just to satisfy her fetish. If you reversed the genders, it was no different from an archmage inventing magic to transform women into loli bodies.
‘Wait… fuck? Is this actually worth doing?’
Whether the archmage had been held back by conscience, law, and honor, or whether the game company feared getting slapped with obscenity laws and going bankrupt, the end result was magic developed to legally enjoy shota content.
Looking at it from the other side, it almost made a twisted kind of sense… or maybe not. Either way, it seemed Lee Jieun was about to cast that very curse on me right now.
“…N-No! Don’t put that disgusting curse on me…! I invested so much into my height stat…!!”
“Shut your mouth! You pathetic slave! Who said you could make so much noise?! Want me to hit you?! You only act out because I haven’t beaten you enough, don’t you?!”
“…Hiiing, p-please don’t hit me…”
‘Sob… but those stats I worked so hard for… Fuck! You damn bitch, Lee Jieun!’
Inside my head I cursed her with every swear word I knew, but on the outside I only acted cute because I didn’t want to get beaten. Once my resistance quieted down, Lee Jieun began muttering the important passages from the manual.
The caster and the target each provide one drop of blood onto the Shota Purple Crystal at the center of the magic circle. After that, activate the magic circle in the proper sequence. Caution: The caster’s overall abilities—strength, agility, stamina, mana, insight, mental power, and so on—must be higher than the target’s. If the target’s overall ability surpasses the caster’s, the magic will not activate.
This condition is required not only for casting but also for maintaining the spell. Should the target’s overall ability exceed the caster’s at any point, the magic will be dispelled. However, even if the target’s power temporarily surpasses the caster’s, the curse’s effect will resume once the caster’s overall ability regains dominance. In some cases, the caster may form a blood oath with another caster to add their combined abilities.
Lee Jieun carefully read through every cautionary note, checking each one off before proceeding with the final preparations to cast Shota’s Curse on me. She pricked her own arm and mine with a needle, collected a drop of each of our blood, and let them fall onto the purple magic crystal resting on my navel. Then she activated the magic circle and began chanting a long, complex incantation.
At some point I started feeling hot, then cold. Sweat poured down my body. A strange pressure built inside me, and soon my entire body began to ache.
“Ugh… something’s… wrong…. M-Master! It hurts…!”
“I heard it would hurt a little. Just endure it for a bit.”
“This isn’t… something you can just… endure…!! Aaaagh!”
It felt like my bones were twisting. The pain was so intense I thought I would lose my mind. Nausea surged up, my bones made horrible cracking sounds, and excruciating agony erupted throughout my body.
“Kwaaaaaaaaagh!!!”
I screamed and thrashed like a madman, but the restraints held my limbs down so tightly I couldn’t move an inch.
“…Kk, krrrrrk!”
I clenched my teeth so hard it felt like my gums would bleed. It was a miracle I didn’t bite my tongue off.
“Ah, it really does hurt, huh… No wonder the manual said to gag the target so they don’t bite their tongue. Wait a moment. I’ll put a gag on you…. There. Now you don’t have to worry about biting your tongue off.”
“Mmph! Mmmph!!”