Chapter 182: Clone User (2)
Chapter 182: Clone User (2)
“G-ghhh…?!”
The clothes I’d managed to snag from Ceylon’s house were shredded the instant the masked men laid hands on her. Within seconds, they were ruined beyond recognition, reduced to nothing more than mere scraps of fabric.
When even those scraps failed to cling to my body and fluttered away, I was left completely naked. Ridiculously enough, the moment I found myself stark naked in an open area—and right in front of a crowd of men, no less—I felt a sense of liberation rather than shame.
‘You’re certainly taking it easy, Min-jeong.’
I snapped myself out of it, calling my own name. What I needed to feel right now wasn't shame or liberation, but urgency. I had to rescue the Operator and get out of here fast.
But things in life rarely go as planned. Even my own body was no exception. There were times when my body refused to listen to my mind, and in those cases, my mind usually ended up being persuaded by my body. Whenever that happened, the men mounted on top of me would usually tell me that while my mouth lied, my body was honest.
“N-no…♡”
It was happening again. Even as the masked men moved past tearing my clothes to reach for my skin. Even as they tried to use their momentum to force my legs apart and take me. Instead of actively resisting, I merely put up a half-hearted show of rejection.
I had no choice since I was trying to pretend to be a villain rather than a hero, but doing nothing while claiming I couldn't transform was its own form of defeat play. Conveniently, my opponents were clearly villains as well. Their faces were hidden behind masks, but the fact that every single one of them had the exact same physique made it easy to guess their identity.
‘It’s a common trope. A Clone User or something.’
Of course, it didn't seem like a simple cloning technique. If it were, they wouldn't be lunging at me like wild animals. The masked men, presumably the Clone User's copies, looked like zombies straight out of an apocalypse flick.
I don't mean they were like zombies in the sense that their skin was rotting, or they were dripping blood, or that a single bite would transmit a virus.
I’m describing them as zombies because they were charging at me, driven by a single, primal desire.
If a zombie acts solely on the hunger to devour humans, then these masked clones of the nameless Clone User followed nothing but their lust. Like creatures whose intelligence had hit rock bottom, beings akin to animals in heat who knew nothing but mating, they sprinted toward me at full speed.
And there wasn't just one, or two, or three… there were dozens, no, hundreds of them together.
‘A-as much as I love this, that’s too many…!’
My lewd brain, which had been trying to link this defeat play to a gangbang, suddenly went cold. I didn't mind a gangbang—or a train, or whatever you wanted to call it. But when the scale wasn't three or four, or even five or six, but in the hundreds, it felt realistically impossible.
“I-I just want to enter the castle, you knowww…?!”
I screamed out, hoping that since they were sentries, they might have a shred of intelligence left. If this didn't work, I’d have no choice but to ignore everything and just run for it.
Naturally, I wasn't keen on that. Not knowing what threats awaited inside the castle, blindly transforming and rushing in just for the Operator would be nothing short of a suicide mission if I were a normal hero and not a Magical Girl.
“U-ugh….”
“Is it… working?”
……Wait, what?
I could hardly believe it myself, but it actually worked.
The masked men all stumbled simultaneously and began to collapse one by one. Those who hit the ground turned into plumes of smoke, which soon covered the entire area.
Coughing, I waved my arms to clear the smoke, revealing three figures. All of them had the exact same build, as if they’d been popped out of a factory mold.
I’d suspected as much, but he really was a Clone User. Since one of the three had to be the original, it seemed he’d dispelled all but two of his clones.
“……You want to enter the Demon King’s Castle?”
“Y-yes?”
“The Demon King’s Castle, I said. This castle with the childishly flashy name.”
The man, still masked, gestured toward the massive black castle with a swagger.
I’d thought it looked like a Demon King’s Castle, but is that actually its official name? I don't know who named it, but their naming sense is pretty terrible.
“Hey, Sis, what’s your business here?”
The man who just spoke was different from the first one. Their voices were identical and their manner of speaking was similar; plus, with their faces hidden by masks, I had to keep snapping my head toward whoever was talking to keep track.
Actually, calling them 'this guy' and 'that guy' is getting confusing. I’ll just have to call them Alpha, Beta, and Gamma.
“If just anyone could waltz into the Demon King’s Castle, a sentry like me wouldn't be standing here, right?”
“A-ahaha! My business, right. Well, it’s…”
I racked my brain quickly at Beta’s words. However, it was hard to adjust to the suddenly shifted atmosphere.
Weren't we just playing a game of tag where I’d get fucked if I got caught? Why are they suddenly acting like normal people and conducting a standard inspection? No matter how I looked at it, resolving this question seemed like the priority.
“Wait, wait… calm down. This big sis must be flustered because of us.”
That was when Gamma restrained the other two in a languid tone. It was as if there were differences in opinion between them. Of course, that didn't make the three of them feel like entirely different people who just happened to look the same.
Even a single person can have all sorts of conflicting thoughts swirling in their head. For instance, on a day off, you might want to just lie down and rest at home, while another part of you wants to go out and enjoy the holiday.
Naturally, thinking like that doesn't mean you have a split personality. It’s perfectly normal for a human to consider various options and eventually choose one. The clones of the Clone User voicing different opinions wasn't much different; it was just that each opinion had its own physical, human form.
The only thing I was curious about was: why did these guys, who were like zombies just a moment ago, suddenly get so smart?
“I’ll explain. We were told there’s an important agenda today, so we’re acting as sentries for the Demon King’s Castle. You could call it an inspection. The Hypnotist told us to stop anyone who comes near, no matter who they are.”
“No, it wasn't 'no matter who'!”
“Didn't he say to let one person in? Or was it two?”
“Wait, I’m confused. Didn't he say to let them in if two people showed up at once?”
……What is wrong with these guys?
I take back what I said earlier. They didn't suddenly get smart. These bastards are still idiots.
If they were pure beasts before, now they’re humans—but very dim-witted ones. Even though they were trying to act normal, I could tell from the conversation that their intelligence was lower than that of an average person.
“W-well, yeah, now that I think about it, I think he did say to let someone in. I don't remember the conditions, though.”
“That’s why we stopped. To see if you’re the person we’re supposed to let in or not.”
“If only I remembered the conditions properly, I’d know who to let in and could’ve decided instantly… I feel it every time, but the risk of cloning is just too high.”
That was incredibly lucky for me. It was obvious that the one person the Hypnotist ordered to be let in wasn't me. If these sentries had remembered exactly who they were supposed to let in, I might be clashing with a literal army of clones right now.
……By the way, what did he just say?
“What’s the risk?”
“The risk? Ah, I should apologize for that too. I almost forgot.”
“I did forget. As a penalty for forgetting, I’ll explain it myself. Well… as you can see, we—or rather, I? How should I put it?”
“As you’ve probably noticed, our intelligence drops the more we divide. With three of us, we’ve only got about a third of a normal person’s brains.”
I felt a chill run down my spine. Then what was their intelligence like when they were split into the thousands earlier? Even if we assume an IQ of 120, their average IQ back then wouldn't even have been 1.
‘They really were zombies….’
At that level, they were just primitive creatures in human skin. On par with a goldfish… no, maybe even lower.
“But Sis, can we start the inspection now?”
“Wait, shouldn't we try to remember who we’re supposed to let in first?”
“What’s going to change by just standing here and thinking? We should start by investigating her first.”
While I was struggling to cover my breasts with my arms and pressing my thighs together to hide my pussy, a minor question occurred to me.
I couldn't tell for sure because of the masks, but their voices sounded like they were older than me. So why did they keep calling me "Sis"? Was it a regression to childhood due to the drop in intelligence, or something like that?
……If that’s really the case, it’s a bit mean, but I think I can easily take advantage of them.
“P-please, go ahead and investigate. As much as you like.”
“Really?”
“Is that okay? Sis, you’re completely naked, though?”
“Even if there’s nothing wrong, we might still not let you in.”
These guys would be easy to win over with a little coaxing. I began to work my tongue. After all, this tongue isn't just for licking cocks.
“Oh, come on, think about it. What kind of person would the Hypnotist have told you to let in?”
“Well….”
“Uh, someone special?”
“Someone absolutely necessary?”
Their guesses matched mine, but I boldly shook my head.
“No. You said there’s an important agenda being discussed inside right now. Then wouldn't they actually avoid someone 'special'? They’d want a woman who has nothing wrong with her and doesn't seem dangerous at all to go in.”
“Is that so?”
“I-I guess that makes sense….”
“If we inspect her and really find nothing, can’t we just let her in?”
The clones stared blankly at each other and nodded. A silent agreement was reached, and Beta and Gamma slowly walked over to grab my arms.
“You don't have to hold me. I’ll stay still.”
“T-then I’ll start by seeing what’s hidden in this cleavage….”
“I’ll take the back and sniff out her ass.”
“I guess I’ll have to spread those legs, then.”
“……U-um, excuse me?”
By the time I realized something was very wrong, it was already too late.
Alpha crouched in front of me, sliding his hands along my inner thighs to start fiddling with my pussy, while Beta went behind me, spreading my cheeks and poking at my anal. Meanwhile, Gamma was harassing my armpits and breasts from the side, searching for anything I might have hidden.
‘What is this…♡’
No matter how I looked at it, this wasn't a normal inspection. I’d known it from the start, actually—that there was no way these guys would conduct a normal search. It was probably from the moment they didn't even mention the fact that I was naked, but just stared intently with their crotches bulging.
Even if their intelligence had increased by merging back into three, their average IQ was still in the 40s. Their instinct—'I’m horny, so I want to fuck her'—would take precedence over any rational judgment. They seemed to have enough brains to try and hide it, but seeing them immediately grope my breasts and ass, it didn't look like that would last long.
For reference, animals with an average IQ in the 40s include crows and tigers. In other words, I was currently surrounded by three tigers intent on ravaging my body.
‘What are they going to do to me, hng…♡’
I knew I didn't have time to waste here. But as I said before, my will is a weak thing that easily breaks under the pleasure my body feels.
In fact, I even had an excuse for enjoying this inspection. If I were to refuse the search here, transform into a Magical Girl, and use force, it would actually take more time. If he’s a Clone User who can create four-digit numbers of clones, he could literally pile them up like a mountain just to hold me back.
Accepting this inspection without avoiding it was the best course of action. And if I had to do it, I might as well enjoy it.
“Ha-ah…♡”
Their touches, now devoid of even the slightest attempt to hide their intent, reached every corner of my body. Six hands, identical in size, temperature, and even the roughness of the skin, toyed with my lewd frame.
“I smell something savory coming from here… You didn't bring poison hidden in your tits, did you…?”
“T-there’s no way…!”
“Can’t be helped. I’ll have to suck them myself. I’m just a clone, so it’s fine if I die while sucking on Sis’s milkers…!”
Gamma, who had been licking my clean armpits, now latched onto my swollen nipples and began to suck greedily.
“I’ve been suspicious for a while now. Why are you suddenly leaking wet fluid during an inspection…?”
“T-that’s just, well… because it’s pee…!”
“Pee, huh? Pee is important. Sis, did you know? Drugs can be detected in pee.”
Alpha mocked me for leaking love juice from the excitement, then inserted his tongue into my pussy to stimulate me further.
“I heard prisoners hide so many things in their asses. You’re not doing that too, are you, Sis?”
“T-that’s not a place for putting things, so how could I hide anything there?!”
“Who knows? You might have hidden something big inside this pink anal.”
Beta, completely disregarding my shame, spread my buttocks and inserted a finger into my anal.
“H-hy-ahhh…♡ This isn't… an inspection anymore…♡!”
My body trembled. If I hadn't been leaning against the Clone User’s bodies, I might have collapsed long ago. The muscular bodies of these sturdy men, who looked older than me despite calling me "Sis," became my support.
But even that support couldn't act as a breakwater for my climax. Instead, they stimulated my erogenous zones in every way possible, like beasts who knew nothing but filth. It was as if they were determined to make something come out of my body, and since there was nothing hidden, they were trying to force a squirt out of me instead.
Slurp, schlopp!
Lick—slurp—
Squish, squish, squish…
Being caressed by three men at once, yet treated more like a toy that was easy to play with at any time rather than a reverse harem protagonist, was unbearably arousing. Right now, I wasn't a queen being served by men, but a bird-brained pussy-bitch being raised as a pet by idiots.
“O-oh, ugh♡”
Pshhh! Psh-sh-sh-shhh!
Shamelessly, I climaxed, my waist bucking over and over. I barely managed to stay upright by clinging to the idiots playing with my body, my arms hooked around theirs as if coaxing them.
Like a human water gun, a deluge erupted from my pussy, splashing over Alpha’s body and onto the ground. Gamma, who had let go of my tits and moved up, seemingly recognizing my bird-brained female expression, shared a light kiss with me. Perhaps because he’d been sucking on them until just now, his mouth tasted like my own breasts.
“Mmph, nnh…♡ Haaah….”
As our lips parted, a string of saliva stretched between us. The moment it snapped, I remembered Beta, who had been in charge of my ass, and glanced back. I’d kissed Gamma and Alpha had turned me into a squirting machine, so I felt a surge of feminine pity for Beta, who didn't seem to have played much of a role.
However, I soon realized that I, of all people, was in no position to be worried about Beta.
“……Um, Sis.”
“Yeah?”
“Some semen just came out of your ass.”
……What?
My mind went blank for a second. But what he said was true. On the finger of the snickering Beta, whose eyes were wide with glee, there was indeed a smear of thick, white semen.
Why? I was sure I’d scraped it all out before coming here…….
“That’s, uh, well….”
My face turned bright red, and I couldn't cool it down no matter how hard I tried.