Magical Girl Pure White and Black Twilight (2)
After parting ways with Black Twilight, Er returns to where she originally was.
Stepping into the city isolated by high walls under the name 5th Factory City, the dazzling streets assault her senses, along with lewd moans and laughter echoing like from a pleasure district, shouts and cries blending into a cacophony.
The walls encircling this district are fitted with special devices that prevent any sound from leaking out, but crossing them makes the reality inside hit with crystal clarity.
Whooooosh――
Standing atop the walls surrounding the district, she gazes down at the city while the wind whips against her.
The glittering city is divided into various districts, each forming streets tailored to their unique characteristics.
And at the very center of those districts, where all the streets converge at a single point, looms a towering, massive structure of pitch-black steel.
That is the core of this Factory City: the Hypnosis Factory.
It serves many purposes, but its primary function must be to hypnotize and subdue the greatest threats this planet possesses—the magical girls.
In other words, if it had to be named explicitly—Hypnosis Factory.
In stark contrast to the vibrant streets, the factory exudes an eerie aura, not a single ray of light penetrating its depths. Right now, countless magical girls are undoubtedly undergoing training, violation, and modification within.
"What're you thinking about so intently, nyang?"
Cookie speaks to Er, who had been staring blankly at the factory.
"Nothing at all. More importantly, we somehow managed to get that magical girl's cooperation, just like you said. What a relief."
"You did good work, Er. She's a real pain in the ass, nyang."
"Don't say that about her, Cookie-nim. She's someone we should be grateful to…."
Cookie grumbles curtly, and Er responds with a troubled smile, trying to soothe her.
For now, Black Twilight has been told to hide her body again.
But for future plans, she'll need to be as close as possible, so after preparations here are complete… she'll probably be brought into this district within a few days.
Smuggling a magical girl into this city undetected.
It's no easy task, but with other capable allies who can pull it off, there's no issue.
The situation looks hopeless, but there are still those helping her, like Cookie.
From that fact alone, Er feels an indescribable sense of proud satisfaction.
About three months have passed since the invaders from the alien planet Mech拉克 assaulted Earth, using hypnotic broadcasts to seize control of humanity.
The humans under hypnosis provide land and resources without complaint, and some residents, selected through their 'screening,' are brought into the Factory Cities built across the world.
Likewise, magical girls resisting the Mech拉克 hypnotic waves, along with certain civilians, are captured under the guise of 'hunting' and dragged away.
Magical girls and women with traits they desire go to the Hypnosis Factory.
The rest—men and others—are used for their experiments or special purposes.
In short, Earth's humanity is little more than livestock to them.
Magical girls capable of opposing them are probably seen as slightly troublesome beasts.
Er doesn't know the exact details of their invasion plans.
But she's witnessed with her own eyes just how atrocious their ongoing experiments and other acts are.
And if nothing is done… it's easy to imagine Earth reaching an irreversible state.
That's why Er began operating under the name Pure White alongside Cookie.
Her real name, Er, is already known to them, so after considering various factors, she continues her activities under this alias.
Originally, she had been taken prisoner by the Mech拉克 and subjected to their hypnotic brainwashing modifications, but Cookie's help somehow resolved it.
"Magical girls originally have a Mental Barrier spell cast on them, nyang. That's why they have steel-like mental fortitude that doesn't break easily, with some resistance to mental modifications or hypnosis, nyang."
"But the Mech拉克 researchers developed ways to breach that shield, and they've had some success, nyang."
"They can't fully deactivate it, but by painstakingly dismantling the barriers one by one like picking locks… they manipulate the mind protected by magic to their liking, nyang."
That was Cookie's explanation from the past.
According to her follow-up, Er was lucky enough to skip this 'process.'
Her contract fairy was such an absentminded slacker that she forgot to cast the Mental Barrier spell on Er.
As a result, Er became a hypnosis-vulnerable airhead, skipping the complex process and only receiving shallow hypnosis.
Cookie then cast magic on her, freeing her from it.
It couldn't completely erase the effects of the hypnosis already in place, but at least she regained enough mental freedom to act independently when needed, like today.
"Us fairies have special rules—we can't interfere too much in a planet's affairs, nyang. Plus, there are pursuers from the Magic Kingdom, so even as support, using too much magic risks getting caught by them, nyang."
"That's why you have to step up, Er. You're the one who can save this Earth, nyang."
There are so many things that need to be done for that.
It's a burden far too heavy for Er's slender shoulders alone.
Yet Er, fully understanding it all, flashes a confident smile without a shred of doubt in victory and replies, "Of course!"
Leaving a trail of white light behind, her body melts into the dazzling lights of the glamorous city and vanishes….
In any case, she'll need to be active as the magical girl Pure White here and there for a while.
But she can't stay as 'Pure White' 24/7—in fact, she spends most of her day hiding in the Mech拉克 city.
During that time, she's no longer 'Pure White' but 'Er, the brainwashed slave magical girl of the enemy.'
No one would easily suspect that the lowly slave who's been out of the spotlight is that very same disruptive magical girl.
'Today's schedule… hmm, the barracks base, huh.'
'Just one client today… oh, this guy. He's so clingy… no, his body's kinda my type, but….'
After a good night's sleep in her assigned dormitory, Er wakes and checks today's schedule on the hologram screen floating before her eyes.
It's the screen of the 'personal computer' implanted in her during her past training and modifications.
A product of Mech拉克 overtechnology, it uses implanted nano-chips to project and control screens anywhere, anytime.
Of course, it lacks advanced computational functions—slaves like her can only view schedules, received documents, and such as special duty agents.
'Just call it slave duty—such a needlessly grandiose title….'
Swallowing a small complaint inwardly, Er finishes checking her schedule and heads to wash up.
But after stripping naked to bathe, she pauses in front of the nearby mirror for some reason.
Lowering her gaze, she cups her breasts in her hands and kneads them lightly.
She checks their size by looking down directly and via the mirror.
Squish… knead…
They used to be too small to even grab like this.
She'd had a beautifully slender figure, but now her breasts are heavy and perfectly squeezable.
Besides that, her hips and thighs have changed dramatically from before the modifications.
Far more feminine, with curves that make men's mouths water just by looking—her body adjusted by the monsters' hands into something far more fuckable than before.
'Still not used to it….'
It's been about three months since she regained her senses, yet standing before the mirror like this still feels unfamiliar.
As a magical girl, her shoulders don't stiffen, but the heavy sway during intense movement can be distracting.
She misses her old lithe, slender form… and feels an indescribable emotion about her body being altered without consent.
"……."
Kneading her breasts like this stirs strange feelings.
Her sensitive nipples are already erect.
No time to tend to them now—Er shakes her head and releases her breasts, hurrying into the bathroom.
Her 'dormitory' resembles a stylish, luxurious hotel room in both exterior and interior, standard for special duty agents like her, complete with amenities.
She receives ample compensation, holidays, and free time.
By normal standards, it's upper-middle-class living.
One could certainly call it extravagantly luxurious for slave treatment.
The only catch: no freedom in her duties….
In a key barracks facility in one district of the 5th Factory City.
In an upper-floor room of the geometric, SF-like structure alien to Earth sensibilities.
A gaunt, elderly-looking man sits at a desk, sipping coffee.
Screens flicker on and off before him.
He quickly scans the floating displays, leisurely selecting a few to sign or approve.
At a glance, he seems like an idle old man with little work, but he's actually the second-in-command overseeing all military forces in the 5th Factory City.
Weg Vice Commander of the 5th Barracks.
That's his title and name.
Handling his duties leisurely, he grows fidgety midway—tapping the desk with his fingertips, glancing toward the door.
His restless demeanor is blatantly odd, but the vice commander's office holds only him—no one to notice or point it out.
The room echoes with slurping coffee sips and upbeat club-like BGM mismatched to his appearance.
Suddenly, ding-dong.
"Bring them in!"
Not even waiting for the report to finish, Weg Vice Commander slams down his coffee and barks the order.
The hologram vanishes, and after a brief pause, the office entrance slides open.
Through the open door steps someone—a white-haired magical girl.
"Pardon the intrusion. I am Er, the special agent assigned to your sexual relief duties today for the noble and esteemed Weg Vice Commander. Pleasure to serve you again."
Standing at attention with a cute salute, she prompts Weg Vice Commander to unconsciously swallow his saliva… and greet her with feigned composure.