Chapter 11
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 11
Chapter Title: First Magic
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After passing through several layers of security doors, we arrived at the magic examination room. The place was rowdy like a gambling den. Researchers crowded around monitors, laughing and chatting, even betting on who would spring for coffee.
My eyes were first drawn to a massive portrait hanging on the wall.
A familiar face.
But it was covered in crude graffiti scrawled in black marker.
I couldn't help staring at the painting for a long while.
A fog seemed to cloud my mind; I just couldn't place who it was.
I'd definitely... seen her somewhere before...
That's when something on the other side of the monitors let out a wail.
"Aaaagh!!!! Please... please spare me... no, just kill me alreadyyy♡♡ I'll beg like this♡ Woof woof♡ Please♡ Eek♡"
The piercing scream echoed through the room.
A mix of sobs, whimpers, and pleas.
But the researchers nearby didn't bat an eye. If anything, they looked amused.
"Hah, strikeout today."
One researcher shook his head.
Another glanced at the monitor and smirked.
"Haha, this pattern always pops up when traces of her original self are still hanging on.
Can't be helped, though."
He tapped the graph showing the 'plea count' on the screen.
"Only ten hits. And she still has all her limbs attached. For a goddess, isn't she giving up way too quick?"
"Guess the torture team's buying coffee today."
"Pussyyy♡ I'll spread it wide♡ Woof woof woof♡ No more pain♡ Use your goddess pussy♡"
"Should we add dog barks to the options next time? She might put up a better fight."
Voices laced with disappointment and mockery blended with the filthy pleas.
When lunchtime rolled around, the researchers circled the most frequent plea and headed out.
"Woof♡ I'll do anything♡ Just kill this worthless goddess alrea— Kaaaaahhhhh♡!!"
Bzzzzt!
The moment she spat out the word 'kill' on the monitor, her whole body lit up white, smoke rising from her skin.
Her eyes rolled back, foam bubbled from her mouth, and she convulsed violently—but she didn't stop begging.
"Hiiiii♡♡ Sorryyy♡♡ I'll... I'll get back in position♡♡"
Seizing the gap as the electricity faded, she staggered up and dropped to all fours like a dog, crawling again.
Her pussy and ass were already a mess of cum and fluids, sticky strands trailing to the floor.
Moments later, without warning, another brutal jolt of electricity poured down.
Bzzt——!!!!
"Eeeeeek♡♡ Cleeean♡♡ Clean it upppp♡♡ Slurp... slurrrp♡♡"
She instantly stuck out her tongue long and started licking the floor.
Cum, pussy juice, her own tears—all mixed together, and she lapped it up like a maniac.
When the shocks stopped, happy tears streamed down her face as she licked even harder.
"Haa...♡ Haa...♡ If I clean good... next time... will it hurt less...♡ Thank you... thank youuu...♡"
She had no idea why this was happening to her.
The electricity that hit every time she uttered the trigger word 'kill,' and the random periodic shocks with no reason.
The researchers who could stop it from outside were all off at lunch.
A strange sense of déjà vu hit me, and I glanced back at the painting,
but the graffiti made it impossible to recognize. It didn't connect to anyone in my head at all.
The thought that those screams were coming from the figure in the painting never even crossed my mind.
My head throbbed like it was shattering. Something inside me kept commanding me to break free and rush forward, but my body was tightly restrained, refusing to obey.
And so, bound to the floor alongside Senior, I had to wait there for a while, listening to whoever was on that monitor suffer endlessly.
Once the researchers finished lunch and settled back in,
they finally turned their attention to me and Senior.
Senior, still bound to the floor, bowed her head politely and said,
"Researcher, sir. We've come for the new Magical Girl's magic examination."
"Right, they said a newbie was coming today. Slipped my mind."
He tapped at the terminal in front of him.
"Lucky she still remembers language. Guess we can just do direct contact. Safety protocols require keeping Magical Girls restrained, so drag that sow goddess over here."
He fiddled with the panel more, and with a clanking mechanical noise, the prison door on the monitor lifted.
But even with the cell door that had held her open, she didn't spare it a glance—instead pleading straight at the camera.
"I... I didn't see anything. I'm just a useless sow pig, and this is my home. Ehehehe♡"
She acted like stepping out would bring something even worse, terrified of escape, desperately avoiding the thought altogether.
The researcher spoke through the mic.
"This time you're going out for a magic exam. So come on out quick."
"Nooo♡ I was born to suffer, and all I know is serving with my pussy♡ Trash sow like me wouldn't know anything about magic♡
So please kill me with less pain... Kaaaaah! Sorry, sorry♡"
She kept degrading herself, dead set against leaving the cell that imprisoned her.
The researcher snapped irritably,
"One more time. Come out now, and I'll cut your punishment short. Just light service tormenting your pussy and clit all day instead."
At that, her face lit up, and she started crawling on all fours through the narrow passage, her massive tits and belly jiggling.
But even after she vanished from the screen, nothing happened for a long stretch.
Metallic clicks echoed one by one, like locks disengaging,
and only after the final snap of the last one
did I finally see her in person.
She was no longer something you could call 'human.'
Her once-radiant golden hair was matted with cum and fluids like swine bristles, splayed wildly.
Her nose was hooked up flat like a pig's. The hook linked to a thick leather collar around her neck.
Her huge breasts had heavy piercings that crushed her nipples flat and swollen red, jingling painfully with every movement.
Her belly bulged like a pregnant woman's, packed full, with a thick black tail plug jammed deep in her ass to keep the fluids in.
Finally, dotted lines like amputation marks were tattooed on her arms and legs, and her whole body was coated in filthy cum and juices.
She was yanked along by her collar at the researcher's lead,
dragged right toward me, pinned to the floor.
"Sh... shall I examine this Magical Girl, ma'am♡"
"Yeah, make it quick. Time out means more punishment clock."
At the researcher's cold tone, she startled, tears welling up.
"B... but you said just pussy and clit... ehehe♡
You told me to come out for the exam... Eeeeeek♡"
He pressed a button, and she squirted, collapsing to the floor.
"Still got thoughts in that head? This'll be over fast."
The researcher draped her limp body over mine, then stomped her head and yanked her nipple piercing to force her awake.
"Get up, sow, and examine quick. It'll shorten your punishment."
"Kyaaah!!! Yes! Right now!!"
Her forehead touched mine, and in that instant, I felt a euphoria worlds apart from what Scarlett had given me yesterday.
My thoughts expanded infinitely along the heavens,
and in that imagination, I was omnipotent.
I could clearly contemplate the fragment of omnipotence within me.
Then the fragment resonated, rising from my body.
Yesterday's scene was just a piece—the true 'magic' inside me!
The moment I realized it, I was already using magic without knowing.
The omnipotence faded sharply, my thoughts contracting back into my small body.
The vile pattern etched into my soul spat venom, rebuking my mana use.
But right now, such petty pricks meant nothing to me.
Because
far more horrific memories came flooding in all at once.
I am the Goddess.
I descended to grant my apostles' wishes.
And the first thing before my eyes was...
Hundreds of Magical Girls lined up in rows, eyes rolled back completely, masturbating like mad.
Some knelt on the floor, spreading their pussies and slamming fingers in and out to the hilt.
Others bashed their heads against the wall while pinching and twisting their own nipples and clits, squirting wildly.
Some sucked each other's clits with their mouths.
Tears streamed down their faces, but they couldn't stop.
All of them—eyes white, tongues lolling long, drool pouring—frantically rubbed and stabbed their weak spots: pussies, asses, nipples, without exception.
And every gaze fixed on me.
"Goddess... please come down to this world with us, live the same life..."
I had already accepted their wish.
Hell began.