Chapter 171: Sensory Deprivation Trap (2)
Chapter 171: Sensory Deprivation Trap (2)
The structure of this trap was simple enough that I didn't even need to analyze it.
It tricks people into falling by pretending there’s nothing there, and the moment they drop, tentacles ensnare their entire body. After making the body go into heat with aphrodisiacs secreted from the tentacles, it ruthlessly violates not just the breasts and buttocks, but the pussy and anal holes as well.
What’s even more malicious is the sensory deprivation magic. I suspected it might be some kind of drug or a superpower-related phenomenon, but since the trap’s guidance voice kindly informed me it was sensory deprivation ‘magic,’ that’s what I’ll call it.
‘It’s not that deep.’
I could tell it wasn't very deep because even a woman of average height wouldn't be submerged over her head.
...The problem was the intent behind it.
While the upper body remains exposed, the lower body is buried beneath the hole. This means it is physically obstructed. Right now, the ground looks and feels exactly like the earth we walk on every day; it feels solid to the touch and blocks one's line of sight.
In other words, if I had actually fallen under the sensory deprivation magic, I wouldn't be able to tell what was happening to my lower body, which is hidden by the ground. Sensory deprivation means blocking all sensations of touch and pain. It means that even if someone were to cut me with a knife or beat me until I was broken, I wouldn't know a thing.
‘But I didn't fall for it.’
In a way, it was a natural outcome. Come to think of it, I hadn't succumbed to the Hypnotist’s hypnosis, and Kang Young-hoon’s time stop didn't work on me either.
I wasn't sure exactly how to classify it, but it was clear that sensory deprivation magic fell into that same category. Otherwise, there would be no explanation for how I resisted the magic the moment I encountered it.
"Ah, hng...♡"
Even as I was thinking, the tentacles inside the trap moved as if they were alive, toyed with my body. Because I wasn't under the sensory deprivation magic, I had no choice but to vividly experience every single sensation as they crawled over me.
‘Should I consider this a blessing or a curse?’
The blessing was that because my senses were intact, I knew my current situation wasn't actually that dangerous.
If the sensory deprivation magic had worked on me, and what awaited inside the trap wasn't tentacles but lethal blades capable of slicing through even a Magical Girl’s superhuman flesh, I would have been in a very precarious position.
The curse was that I felt like I might become addicted to the stimulation these tentacles provided. It was obviously incomparable to masturbation, and it was just as arousing as being handled by most men.
Of course, these tentacles didn't use words to excite me, press down on my head, or slap my buttocks to shame me. However, instead of focusing on just one area, they caressed multiple spots at once, stimulating my erogenous zones simultaneously—something a human, at least, could never do.
‘I want to take one of these home for masturbation...’
However, I suppressed my lingering desire and climbed out of the trap.
Getting out wasn't difficult. No matter how hard the ground was, it was only at a level where it would crumble if I gave it a solid punch. The tentacles tried to hold me back with significant force, but they were no match for my strength.
‘Tsk.’
It was a shame, but it couldn't be helped. I felt like if I stayed there any longer, letting my body be coated in more aphrodisiac and enjoying the pleasure the tentacles gave me, my brain might just short-circuit and break.
Furthermore, I was currently on a mission to rescue the Operator. What would happen if a woman who clearly looked like a Magical Girl was caught panting with pleasure in a trap specifically designed to guard against intruders?
‘Someone would definitely find me.’
The only people in the Villain Association are villains. At least, that’s the case if you exclude me.
In other words, anyone who happened to pass by and find me wouldn't be a fake villain like Shin Tae-geon or a civilian; they would definitely be a villain loyal to the Villain Association.
I could tell that very few people lived around here since there were hardly any signs of human activity, but even so, lingering here for too long was unwise.
I easily escaped the sensory deprivation trap that had failed to deprive me of my senses.
"Whew."
I hadn't been in the trap for long, but my body was already a mess.
Red marks were left on my limbs where the tentacles had gripped them, and my squeezed breasts also bore crimson traces. To make matters worse, my entire body was drenched in the sticky slime from the tentacles.
That wasn't all. Perhaps because it had been targeted by the tentacles, my clitoris had grown quite large. Even though it was just a clit, it stood tall and trembled as if trying to mimic an erect cock. It was as if it wanted to prove to the world that it had once been a dick.
‘Why is it doing this? It’s so embarrassing, ugh...’
It had been a while since my clit had stood up like this, so I felt strangely shy even though no one was watching.
Finally, I crouched down and spread my pussy, causing a particularly thick slime to pour out. To a human, it would be like semen. It wasn't just my pussy; I had to drain everything from my anal hole as well.
"Hng...♡"
I felt a bit of pleasure during the process of draining it, but other than that, there were no major side effects. If I had been under the sensory deprivation magic and stayed in there longer without knowing anything, it would have been a true disaster, but fortunately, that didn't happen.
‘Should I undo my transformation?’
After a light stretch, I undid my transformation, returning from Magical Girl Floss to the civilian Do Min-jeong.
In any case, this place was crawling with villains that any Hero would recognize. To avoid causing unnecessary commotion, it was better not to wander around in my Magical Girl form. Most villains would likely know of my existence. Since everything from my powers to my appearance was unique, it would be stranger if they didn't remember me.
Since I had come here straight after the training sex with Kang Young-hoon, my only regret was that the only thing I had to wear was the micro-bikini he had put me in because it turned him on.
‘Should I just make this my concept?’
This was the Villain Association. If I ran into villains, I’d have to pretend to be one myself to avoid suspicion. In that case, it would be good to have a fake villain-style superpower ready to deceive them.
‘...An exhibitionist ability that makes me stronger the more I strip?’
It was a sudden thought, but it was an ability that suited my current outfit perfectly.
With that, I could explain why a grown woman was walking around in nothing but underwear—and a perverted micro-bikini that looked like it belonged in a porn movie, at that.
Just as I was smiling with satisfaction at my perfect disguise, a muttering voice caught my ear.
"I'm sure I told everyone to stay away from this area. What kind of idiot..."
The tone was a mix of irritation, annoyance, and anger. It was a neutral voice, making it impossible to tell if it was a man or a woman. My body froze at the sound of someone's voice coming from quite nearby.
I prepared to enter actress mode to pull off the villain concept I had just come up with. However, the moment I heard the mysterious villain's next words, I had to revise my plan.
"If you're going to wander around, do it quietly. Falling into a trap I set and setting off the alarm? How pathetic..."
...Wait a second, an alarm goes off if someone falls into the trap?
‘Then the person who made this trap is coming to check on it?’
If that was the case, pretending to be an ordinary villain belonging to the Villain Association wouldn't work.
After all, this wasn't just any ordinary trap; it was a well-made one that ensnared you with tentacles, blocked you with the earth, and even cast sensory deprivation magic.
Unless you were a Hero of my caliber, it wouldn't be easy to escape by your own strength. If the sensory deprivation magic had worked properly, even I would have struggled to escape.
‘I would have spent a long time floundering, not knowing how to move my lower body since I couldn't feel it.’
If that was true for me, a Magical Girl ranked among the top Heroes, what about an ordinary villain? This was likely a trap that was impossible to escape without outside help.
And yet, here I was, not stuck in the hole but standing perfectly fine beside it. And alone?
No matter how you looked at it, it was bound to seem suspicious.
"Sigh."
I heard footsteps right in front of me.
It meant it was already too late to run. There was only one way out of this.
...Hold your breath and dive.
[Casting 'Sensory Deprivation' magic on the target.]
Since the suspicious part was that I had escaped, the solution was simply to get back in.
But this time, things were a little different. After all, I was currently in my civilian form, not transformed into a Magical Girl. Kang Young-hoon’s time stop worked on me to some extent in this state.
I had expected as much based on that precedent... and sure enough. The sensory deprivation magic, which triggered the moment a target was detected, worked effectively on me this time. As soon as I heard the voice from inside the trap, the sensation vanished from the tips of my toes, unlike before.
"Ngh...!"
Furthermore, I went in deeper this time. Before, I had only been buried up to my waist, with my chest exposed, but now I was buried up to my chest, with only my head and neck sticking out.
The moment I settled into the trap, the trap maker came into view. Clad in thick clothing that obscured their physique and with a black cloth wrapped around their face like a hijab, they glared at me as they walked over quickly.
Unable to feel anything in my lower body, I gave them an awkward smile.
...Without having any idea what was currently happening to me inside the trap.
