Chapter 172: Sensory Deprivation Trap (3)
Chapter 172: Sensory Deprivation Trap (3)
The Villain Association, and the Sensory Deprivation Trap.
The moment I connected those two, only one person came to mind. Someone I had never seen in person, yet knew all too well.
The Magic Tool Maker.
Of course, 'Magic Tool Maker' was just a temporary label. Unlike villains like Han Yoo-seong, who admitted to being a Hypnotist, or the Beast Tamer, I had never actually encountered the Magic Tool Maker, so I had to come up with a name for him myself.
But as the name suggested, the Magic Tool Maker created magic tools. In this context, 'magic tools' referred to objects that defied common sense.
The onahole that was synced to my pussy. The pocket portal that led to the world beyond the Gate, the Villain Association.
Those were prime examples of magic tools. Since the other villains had already admitted these were the Maker's creations, there was no room for doubt.
I had never met the Magic Tool Maker, but having seen two of his works—the Sensory Sync Onahole and the pocket portal—I was certain. This Sensory Deprivation Trap I was currently stuck in was undoubtedly the work of the Magic Tool Maker.
There’s no way there are two people capable of making something like this.
If that was the case, then the person standing before me, whom I had assumed was the trap's creator, had to be the Magic Tool Maker himself.
To think the very first villain I’d run into after entering the Villain Association would be an executive-level one. I wasn't sure if I should call myself lucky or incredibly unlucky.
One thing was certain: for now, I had to act like a thoroughbred villain.
"……Who are you, exactly? What kind of woman are you?"
It was a bit unexpected.
Since he had been spewing high-handed profanities while talking to himself, I expected him to openly flaunt his executive status and try to crush me with his authority. Especially since, no matter how you looked at it, I appeared to be nothing more than a low-level grunt of the Villain Association.
Yet, the Magic Tool Maker addressed me with a polite tone first.
"I-I'm sorry…."
Not to be outdone, I maintained a respectful attitude as well.
I made sure not to make the mistake of calling him the 'Magic Tool Maker.' Since that was a temporary name used only among heroes, using it would immediately trigger his suspicion.
When things are uncertain, it's best to keep words to a minimum. It wouldn't be a bad idea to first figure out how the Magic Tool Maker perceived me before fully engaging in conversation.
"I'm quite sure I strictly instructed the Hypnotist to ensure no other villains wandered around this area… and since there's no way he failed to relay that message, I'm left with only one conclusion."
"Heh, hehe."
"Did you come here on purpose? Or was it a mistake?"
I could gather a few things from that brief exchange. First, the Magic Tool Maker was at a level equal to or higher than the Hypnotist, Han Yoo-seong. Second, I needed to play the role of a pathetic villain who had wandered into a forbidden area by mistake.
"I have a terrible sense of direction, haha… I was wandering around trying to figure out where to go and ended up here."
"Phew. Seeing as your face is unfamiliar, I assume this is your first time here……."
"Ye-yep! It hasn't been long since I joined. It's an honor to meet an executive, since you're so hard to see, hehe…."
"Stop smiling vacantly. It makes me want to hit you."
Even hearing it from this close, the voice was so melodic and clear that it was hard to tell if it belonged to a man or a woman. I tilted my head at how thoroughly he hid his identity, as if he were committed to some 'mysterious' concept.
"But, um… could you maybe help me get out of here?"
"Do you even know what kind of trap you've fallen into?"
"W-well, I'm not sure?"
Actually, I did know. My senses were blocked, so I couldn't feel anything, but this trap was teeming with dangerous tentacles. Even if I couldn't see them, my body was likely being tormented by all sorts of tentacles at this very moment.
Well… even if I wasn't in my transformed state, I still had the body of a magical girl. I had to believe that being stuck for a short while wouldn't cause any major issues.
"You probably can't feel anything because of the sensory deprivation magic. Rather than me explaining it to you piece by piece, it'll be better to show you directly. Wait a moment."
The Magic Tool Maker fumbled around in his clothes and pulled something out.
"W-why a phone all of a sudden… are you planning to film me in this state?!"
"Why would I do that? It's the opposite. I'm showing you the footage of you being filmed."
"Eh……?"
A bizarre video was playing on the phone screen the Magic Tool Maker held out. A massive swarm of tentacles writhing in a dark, cave-like space. And a glamorous female body held captive and squeezed by those tentacles.
However, only the woman's body was visible. Everything from the neck up was out of frame. It was just a voluptuous female form being ruthlessly violated by tentacles.
"W-what is this……."
"It's your body. It's a live broadcast of what's happening inside the trap. I have rather poor taste, you see, so I installed cameras inside."
"Don't be ridiculous, stop it… stop it right now. I can't feel a thing…."
"Of course you can't. Because I put a sensory deprivation spell on you."
I had expected it, but the sight was more grotesque than I imagined. Even though it was clearly my body, the lack of sensation made it feel like something happening in another world, stripping it of any sense of reality.
Aside from that, why am I getting so turned on by this situation…?
Even though I couldn't feel any sexual pleasure, my face flushed hot.
To be caught in a trap made by this mysterious freak—whose gender I didn't even know—and to watch my own body being brutally violated on a phone screen as if I were watching porn. And it wasn't even of my own volition; I was being forced to watch while unable to move.
Naturally, the Magic Tool Maker wasn't showing me this video out of a pure desire to share information. I could feel a despicable intent to humiliate me.
"W-why are you doing this… w-we're both villains…."
"Is there a law saying villains can't fight each other? At least not in the Villain Association. Oh, and since I'm an executive of the Villain Association, my word carries plenty of weight."
Meanwhile, the video on the Magic Tool Maker's phone screen was becoming increasingly provocative.
Regardless of whether it left red marks, the thick tentacles squeezed my tits, reshaping them like dough at will. They searched out every single hole, burrowing deep inside and injecting aphrodisiacs.
Since it was the front camera, the things I could confirm with my own eyes were my mouth and pussy. Though the angle made it hard to see clearly, it seemed tentacles had burrowed into my ass as well.
"Please let me gooo… I beg of you…!"
"No."
Despite my desperate plea, the Magic Tool Maker remained unmoved and gave a flat refusal.
"I'm actually quite annoyed, you see. Someone set off an alarm on such a peaceful holiday, and I jumped out of bed in a shock and rushed over here."
"U-ugh……."
"But when I actually checked, it was just some piece of trash. You'll have to pay the price for infringing on my sleep, won't you?"
He was wearing a black cloth that looked like a hijab, hiding everything but his eyes, but I thought I caught a glimpse of it. The Magic Tool Maker's sadistic smile.
"So, I'm going to vent my frustration a bit."
As the Magic Tool Maker declared his intent to vent in a tone laced with amusement, the video on the phone screen grew even more intense.
My belly bulged out as if a tentacle were about to burst through the skin, providing an excessive amount of visual stimulation. From my crotch, which was being rhythmically hammered by a thick tentacle, a fountain of fluid sprayed out with a pssh, and soon after, my legs trembled as I leaked yellow urine.
That wasn't all. The tentacles stripped off my white micro bikini and pinched my nipples, starting another strange act. I couldn't tell yet what they were trying to do.
When I forced a terrified expression instead of the expectant one I truly felt, the Magic Tool Maker seemed fooled. He excitedly added a commentary filled with humiliating words.
"Ah, the tentacles have latched onto your breasts and buttocks. That's the signal that they're ready. Since they've been training you with aphrodisiacs for a while, they've judged that your body is finally broken in."
"B-broken in? I'm not an animal, what are you……."
"You're more like an ingredient than an animal. You know how you marinate meat and then stir-fry it? It's like that. Since I've soaked your lewd body in aphrodisiacs, the cooking is about to begin."
"Comparing a person's body to food, what kind of… u-ugh, eek?!"
I still couldn't feel any sensation. And yet, I couldn't help but scream. It was because of the video the Magic Tool Maker was showing me.
"M-my breasts… they're getting bigger…?"
"I told you I was going to cook you, didn't I? It's already started."
Just as he said, the tentacles were kneading my breasts and buttocks. Like a chef handling ingredients.
What was absurd was that the more they did it, the larger my breasts grew. It was as if they were inflating. Since it was the front camera, I couldn't see perfectly, but it was obvious my ass was swelling too. I even started leaking breast milk.
"The breasts and buttocks touched by the tentacles will grow to a burdensome size. Naturally, you'll start producing milk too. You're being reborn not as a human, but as a dairy cow—and a high-quality beef cow at that."
"I-it's weird… this is so weird…!!"
"Haah, just imagining it is hilarious. A woman's life with breasts and an ass much larger than her head. With fat concentrated only in specific areas, wouldn't it be hard to even keep your balance?"
The Magic Tool Maker began to snicker, making no effort to hide it.
"You'll end up waddling around like a duck. Haha, since you won't be able to walk on your own, you might spread your legs for any man passing by, offering your pussy and begging him to help you walk. But because of that massive ass, bigger than any South American woman's, most men will just turn away, unable to even get it in."
"I was wrong… I'm sorry… p-please, just get me out of here!!"
"Not many men would willingly admit their dicks are too small, so they'll probably just vent their frustration like I am. They'll slap that massive ass that's too big to be useful for breeding, or they'll smack those huge tits that leak milk even though you don't have a baby."
The Magic Tool Maker's unnecessarily detailed descriptions were starting to get to me. By this point, I was actually getting a little scared.
"Do… do I have to live like that forever…?"
"Don't worry. The human body has a stronger tendency to return to its original state than you'd think. Even if you've been turned into a cow-like body, you'll return to normal within a day once you escape the trap. It'll be even faster if I fix you myself."
He probably wasn't lying. The problem was that while he spoke as if he were being generous, he seemed to have no intention of letting me out. Right now, the Magic Tool Maker was thoroughly enjoying himself while watching my expression.
What should I do?
If I transformed into a magical girl, the sensory deprivation magic would be dispelled, and I could break the ground and climb out. In my current state, I might be able to break the ground, but with no sensation in my lower body, I probably wouldn't be able to climb out on my own.
The problem was that if I transformed, the Magic Tool Maker would definitely recognize me.
Not only was a magical girl's appearance very distinct, but this was the guy who had taken advantage of the chaos to carve a Yin Gate on my stomach and create an onahole synced to my pussy. There was no way he wouldn't recognize me.
My goal is to rescue the Operator. It's dangerous to have my identity revealed before then.
Either way, transforming now was absolutely forbidden. But since I wanted to escape the trap as quickly as possible, I had no choice but to squeeze my eyes shut and plead.
"I beg of you… please, save me… I'm truly sorry for disturbing your peaceful rest…."
I'd be lying if I said I wasn't excited while apologizing. To think I was in a trap I could escape whenever I wanted by transforming, yet I was suffering the humiliation of defeat while pretending to be a helpless, weak female villain due to unavoidable circumstances.
Even if it was a defeat play I was forced into because I couldn't reveal my identity, it was still a defeat play in the end. This situation was exactly my type. My only regret was that I couldn't feel any sexual pleasure due to the sensory deprivation.
"If you're that sorry, you should apologize with actions, not words."
With the sound of a belt unbuckling, the Magic Tool Maker lowered his pants. As he opened the front of his thick clothing, his crotch area came into view.
What was he going to make me do, with only my head sticking out of the ground? And while showing me my own body being toyed with inside the trap on his phone?
"U-ugh……."
Sure enough, a cock popped out. A cock standing tall, with pre-cum glistening on the glans.
I had been confused because the voice was so melodic, but it seemed he was a man after all. Then again, there was no way a person who made things like sensory deprivation traps and pussy-synced onaholes would be a woman.
"Do it. Give me service."
"Khhh……."
Wait, what is with this guy? Is he some kind of wild man? Setting aside animals, this was the first time in my experience I'd encountered a man whose dick smelled this foul.
"Ah… I've been in the forest for so long that it's been a while since I've washed. But well, if it's a sign of apology, shouldn't you be able to handle this much?"
"Ugh, hk, khhh……."
"It's good for me because I finally get to wash my dick, and it's a win-win for you because you get to get out of the trap. Right?"
The Magic Tool Maker rubbed his foul-smelling dick against my soft cheek.
The moment my eyes met the Magic Tool Maker's—who still had the black cloth wrapped around his face—a rather strong gust of wind blew. Since it was secured, the cloth didn't fly away, but it fluttered, briefly revealing the Magic Tool Maker's ear.
……Huh?
Did I see that wrong?
Just now, the Magic Tool Maker's ear…….
……Wasn't it a bit long?