Chapter 18: In the Gate (2)
Chapter 18: In the Gate (2)
“So this is a C-Rank Gate.”
As discussed with the Association Chairman, Dark Swan and I arrived at the entrance of a C-Rank Gate: the Slime Forest.
Once a Gate appears, it’s common sense to suppress the boss monster within ten days. However, since the goal this time wasn't just suppression but capturing it alive, the Chairman suggested we take our time.
Of course, I thought he was making a fuss over something that wasn't even difficult, but I had no reason to delay, so I accepted the proposal.
In truth, I was secretly itching to get inside. Much like a musician who feels the urge to play the moment a good melody comes to mind, I wanted to enjoy some defeat play—being humiliated by the lowest-tier monster, a slime, right in front of Dark Swan.
“It’s smaller than I thought.”
“You sound like you’ve never been to one before.”
I nodded at Dark Swan’s question.
“Yeah. I started with B-Ranks right from the beginning.”
Generally, most heroes start at C-Rank. They work their way up as they accumulate achievements. However, because the Chairman recognized my talent and pushed for me, I was an exceptional case who started at B-Rank.
“That’s right. Come to think of it, you hold the record for the fastest time to reach A-Rank, Senior Floss.”
“What kind of record is that? If it were S-Rank, maybe, but A-Rank is just… awkward.”
“You’ll probably break the S-Rank record soon enough, too.”
I turned my head away with an embarrassed smile at Dark Swan’s sudden praise. It was always a bit much when she talked me up like that. And it wasn't just once or twice; she did it habitually, even in front of others.
In fact, because this ‘Gate Management Project’ was a joint venture between the Academy and the Association, all sorts of people were gathered here. But even in a place like this, Dark Swan didn't stop her worship.
“……You think so?”
But I wasn't the same person who would fidget and blush at her overwhelming compliments anymore. I was already prepared to shatter Dark Swan’s illusions into tiny pieces. I wouldn't be shaken by something so trivial.
Let’s see if you can still adore me after you watch me wailing like a beast while being fucked by the lowest-tier monster.
The anticipation made my body run hot, and I secretly rubbed my thighs together. I shouldn't be doing this already. It was too early to show her the sight of me being violated by a slime the moment we stepped inside.
But my estrous body was uncontrollable. We were going to spend at least a week inside the Gate; it would be too hasty to jump straight into the main dish of defeat play on the very first day.
“Hmm……”
……But maybe an appetizer would be okay?
Nothing too intense, just a little taste to whet the appetite.
“Shall we head in?”
“Yes!”
After exactly ten seconds of deliberation, I decided to prepare the starter.
*
Dark Swan and I entered the Gate. We hadn't encountered any slimes yet.
“How much do you know about slimes?”
“Well… I’ve never actually fought one before.”
My eyes widened at Dark Swan’s answer.
“Don't C-Rank Heroes usually run C-Rank Gates? You’ve never met a slime?”
“Most of my classmates hunt slimes because they’re easy to handle. But I couldn't help it. Heroes usually analyze their own abilities and look for enemies they have an advantage against.”
That made sense. After all, Dark Swan’s ability was a bit unique.
“It was… Sleep, right?”
“Yes! That’s right! I’m honored you remembered!”
“I mean, it’s not that big of an honor… I should at least know my sidekick’s ability.”
“Haa, even your humility… How can you be so perfect at your age…?”
Seriously, we’re only a few years apart. Why the fuss?
I looked away from her exaggerated reaction and continued.
“True. For mindless monsters like slimes, status-effect debuffs like Sleep aren't very effective. It would have been better for you to seek out humanoid monsters.”
“Yes. Usually, those are considered harder to deal with, but not for me. That’s why I only know the basics about slimes. For example……”
Dark Swan furrowed her brow as if trying to recall a distant memory.
“Ummm…… Their bodies are so soft that cold weapons or bullets don't work? Is that right?”
“That’s correct. For the most part, you can only deal damage through blunt force. Of course, their durability is so low that they’ll collapse after a few hits even without a weapon, so you don't need to worry.”
Just as Dark Swan was about to let out a sigh of relief, I cut in.
“But you have to watch out for the acid.”
“Cough! A-Acid?”
Startled by my sudden interjection while she was taking a breath, Dark Swan coughed a few times and looked at me with difficulty.
“Sometimes they spit out acid that can melt not just clothes, but skin as well. It’s quite absurd—they only allow physical-type hires, yet they spit acid that can melt your hands.”
“Isn't that… isn't that too unfair?”
“Don't worry, though. It can't melt my body.”
This time, Dark Swan’s eyes went wide. Her gaze seemed to ask what kind of body could remain perfectly fine after being doused in monster acid.
“It’s part of my ability. At most, it’ll just dissolve my clothes. So, when we enter combat, you just stay back and support me with Sleep magic.”
“Understood. My Sleep ability works from a distance. It might not work well on slimes, but I’ll do my best. I should be able to stiffen them up for a moment. Anyway, as expected, you’re so amaz—”
“Stop.”
Seeing the aura of worship returning to her eyes, I cut her off quickly in horror.
“So, acid and weapon immunity. That’s it, then. I guess they really are the weakest monsters.”
“In higher-rank Gates, they’re basically used as pets for other monsters. That says it all. But actually, those aren't the only two things.”
“Then what else?”
“It’s not a well-known fact, but slimes in heat often release aphrodisiacs.”
The moment I mentioned aphrodisiacs, Dark Swan’s face contorted. She must have imagined being violated by a slime for a split second.
If it were me, I would have been wearing a giddy smile instead of looking disgusted. Seeing a normal woman’s reaction reminded me once again that I was a severe, chronic masochist, which made me feel a flush of shame.
“An aphrodisiac……”
“Slimes don't breed with their own kind; they borrow females of other species. They make their targets feel good on purpose to create the perfect condition for sowing their seed.”
“That’s… that’s disgusting. Does the slime breeding season happen often?”
“It’s common enough, but rare enough. Don't worry too much. Even if I get hit by an aphrodisiac, I’ll prioritize protecting you. My mission includes training you safely, after all.”
At those words, Dark Swan’s lips curled into a dark smile. For some reason, her face didn't look like it was filled with pure gratitude, but I didn't care about that right now.
Because with this, the first step of the appetizer before the main dish was complete.
She seems to believe me.
Mixing a bit of truth into a lie makes it far more plausible.
That’s usually the case, but when the words come from a respected senior, doubting them becomes impossible. Since I was practically an object of worship to Dark Swan rather than just a hero senior, the effect was even stronger.
But it’s a lie.
To be precise, it wasn't a total lie. Only a few special individuals among slimes in heat seem to emit aphrodisiacs. And the method to distinguish those special individuals hasn't been discovered yet. At least, that’s what academic research says.
I simply recalled those research records and told her.
In the first place, a slime’s aphrodisiac wasn't strong enough to drive a Magical Girl with a powerful physique insane. It would just make one feel a bit better than usual.
The reason I didn't tell Dark Swan that part was…
Because I have to use it for my defeat play.
What I originally wanted to show Dark Swan was the sight of me being bred by a slime’s jelly cock, falling into depravity like a lewd female beast. I planned to shatter her illusion of me as a perfect hero by losing to a mere mob.
However, we were going to be here for a week. Showing her that right from the start felt too rushed. I had vowed to hold out until the last day, but realistically, holding back that long seemed difficult since I was already so aroused.
In this conflict, I came up with a clever plan. I would enjoy a little taste before the full-scale defeat play.
Becoming a breeding sow for a slime—having my womb, vagina, and maybe even my anal canal filled with slime jelly until my belly bulged—was still a bit too hardcore for now.
……But what about a hero who gets intoxicated by a breeding slime’s aphrodisiac and ends up losing herself to secret masturbation?
The hero she admires, the senior who acted so composed in front of her, finally unable to hold back in the dead of night… succumbing to her lust and squelching away all by herself…♡
The mere thought was exhilarating. I would show this older sidekick, who saw me as a collection of fantasies, through my actions.
That I, too, am just a woman who gets into heat from aphrodisiacs, rubbing her clit and poking her pussy.
That I’m not a queen radiating charisma from above, but a masochist bitch who prefers being pinned down by things weaker than me and spraying my juices.
Haaah……♡
My nipples, hidden beneath my clothes, perked up. If I were home alone, I would have used that delusion to go into a marathon of premature ejaculation pussy masturbation, but I couldn't do that while walking through the Gate’s forest with my sidekick, Dark Swan.
“Senior, what’s that?”
“Huh……?”
“That, on the tree. I see something strange. It’s green, but it doesn't look like a leaf.”
Slimes are highly viscous. In other words, as long as they can stick, they can climb large rocks or tall trees without any problem. Because of this, it wasn't actually that common for slimes to just wander around on the ground.
Something falls from the sky and turns out to be a slime hanging from a branch, or you’re leaning against a wall and feel a sting on your back only to find a slime squeezing out of a crack in the rock.
These are surprisingly common situations when dealing with slimes.
“……Eh?”
And unfortunately, that moment was now.
Whoosh!
Like a special forces operative performing a surprise HALO jump from a plane, a green slime that had been dangling from the end of a branch suddenly dropped. Normally, I would have noticed with my superior senses, but I must have been a bit lax because I was preoccupied with lewd fantasies.
Well, it doesn't matter.
But as the saying goes, every cloud has a silver lining. I saw this misfortune as an opportunity. I had just prepared a humiliation play plan where I’d touch a slime and use the aphrodisiac as an excuse to masturbate at night.
Perfect timing.
The slime was falling exactly toward me. I didn't bother dodging or running. I used my kinetic vision to its limit and had the speed to avoid it, but I simply pushed my large chest forward slightly.
Splat!
“Ah-huuuuh?!”
As expected, the slime landed right on my chest.
It was supposed to be soft, but perhaps because of the acceleration from falling from a height, the impact was considerable. I had been spanked on the buttocks before, but this was my first time experiencing breast spanking, and my body trembled at the dizzying pleasure.
My chest—♡ My mommy milkers got a big spanking—♡
A woman who feels good even after her future child’s milkers get hit.
This is… the worst……♡
While thinking I had truly gone off the deep end, the depravity of having my precious breasts struck by a monster that couldn't even think and had no intention behind its actions made my lower half soak with wetness.
Squelch—
The slime, having landed its opening strike with the surprise drop, began to secrete acid as if mistaking my breasts for enemies. The clothes covering my breasts, already burning hot from the impact, began to melt away.
“Se-Senior?!”
Dark Swan stared at my slime-covered chest in horror. Everything else was fine, but the clothes covering my two large mommy milkers right in the center of my chest had melted away, leaving me in a ridiculous state.
I didn't have children yet, so they weren't milkers in the literal sense, but they were lush, ripe raw breasts. My areolas were neither too large nor too small, just the right size, and my nipples were already hard and erect from my earlier fantasies.
All of this entered Dark Swan’s eyes. And since there were two breasts, it was twice the sight.
“D-Don't look! It’s embarrassing!”
“We’re both women! It’s okay! I’ll get it off you right away!”
With a terrifying look in her eyes, as if possessed, Dark Swan strode toward me. She reached out with her hands spread wide to pull the slime off, but then she hesitated for a moment.
“Senior… is this… because of the aphrodisiac……?”
Dark Swan’s eyes were fixed on my throbbing, erect nipples. Her tone sounded almost like she was interrogating me—asking if they were like this because of the slime’s aphrodisiac, or if they had been erect even before the thing latched on.
The truth is cold. In the first place, I had been walking with my nipples hard while thinking of lewd things, and the sudden slime attack had just made me several times more aroused.
There was no aphrodisiac, but there was physical stimulation from the slime. Having judged my breasts as enemies, it had sprayed acid, but soon realizing that was useless, the slime was now squeezing its jelly-like body around my tits.
This is dangerous……♡
Tickling the areolas. Kneading the nipples. The slime was doing its best to perform a full-body squeeze, but to me, it felt like nothing more than a dedicated nipple onahole. Sticky yet moist, swallowing my breasts whole with its soft texture. I wanted to keep one at home as a breast masturbation tool.
“I’m fine… so… d-don't you dare touch it with your bare hands…♡ This slime… has an aphrodisiac…♡ If you touch it wrong, you’ll… toooo…♡”
“Se-Senior?! Are you really okay?”
“Ugh, nngh… You too… oh, ohoh… if you touch it, you’ll go into heat, so you must never touch my breasts……♡”
“But, nngh…….”
Again, there was no aphrodisiac. But if Dark Swan touched this slime with her bare hands to pull it off, she would realize that no aphrodisiac had been applied.
In other words, it would be revealed that I was a pervert who either walked around with my nipples hard or got an erection from the mindless, unintentional foreplay of a slime that wasn't even in heat.
I can't let that happen!
A week inside the Gate. The main dish I had been looking forward to revealing on the final day was at risk of being ruined.
So, I had to stop Dark Swan from touching my slime-armored breasts with her bare hands at all costs. I tried to suppress the pleasure and lift a hand to pull the slime off myself, but it was no use.
“Ha, ha-aaaah……♡”
The slime clung to me like a milking machine to keep from falling, sucking hard on my right nipple. It was incredible suction, but it wasn't that I lacked the strength to pull it off. It was just that my desire to keep having my breasts fondled by the slime was greater than my desire to remove it.
However, to an observer, it was a scene that could easily be misunderstood.
“How foolish of me. Senior is suffering like this, and I can't do anything……”
“You don't… have to do… anything…♡ I can get it off myself… just wait a bit…♡”
The moment I loosened my grip and the slime returned to its original state, covering my entire breast, the situation took an unexpected turn.
Dark Swan, who had been sniffing as if she were truly immersed in the situation, pulled a pair of gloves from her pocket.
“No. A hero never gives up. That’s what I learned from Magical Girl Floss.”
“Eh, eeh……? Eeeeeeeh……?”
“So, Senior. Please trust me and watch. I will become a sidekick who can pull her own weight.”
“W-Wait a secoooooond?!”
SLAP!
As if trying to knock it off by force, Dark Swan’s gloved hand delivered a fierce slap to the slime clinging to my breast.
The only variable was that my breast felt the pain even more than the slime did. A woman’s breasts are one of her most delicate parts.
The fact that Dark Swan’s palm had rubbed against my nipples—which were already burning from the circular areola stimulation and the suction of the sticky jelly—creating friction, was just a side note. Right now, the pain of my first-ever breast spanking was more than enough.
“E-Hiiiiiiiiiiiii♡”
“Se-Senior?!”
And I was born with the nature of a masochist who feels pain as pleasure.
That was my greatest stroke of luck, and my worst misfortune.