Chapter 2
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 2
Chapter Title: Basic Examination
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The Awakening Examination Room was quieter than she'd expected. As the new Magical Girl hurriedly opened the door and stepped inside,
the staff waiting within briefly looked up, their faces saying another newbie before they returned to their work.
"Um... I'm here for my awakening examination!"
She panted out the words, and the person in charge at the front desk glanced at their tablet before speaking in a plain voice.
"Yeah. Name and date of birth.
Oh, skip the magic part—we'll test that later."
"My name's Lucy. Date of birth is **** year, May."
The registration process was straightforward. She calmed her surprised heart and recited her info,
and the staff member nodded impassively before pointing to one spot with a finger.
"First time today, right? Newly awakened Magical Girls go to booth 1 and press the button.
The exam's simple, but since it's your first day, it'll take a little time."
Booth 1 was tucked away in a fairly remote corner of the large examination room. When she cautiously pressed the button, the door slid open, and a dry voice message played from inside.
"Examinee, please enter and stand at the marked position."
Following the message's guidance into booth 1, she found it cramped and slightly damp. Inside were cute foot outlines marking where to stand and a sticker indicating where to look.
She positioned herself as indicated, facing a monitor with a camera. Moments later, the door behind her sealed shut automatically, fully enclosing the booth.
"...Huh?"
As the door closed, something in her head felt oddly uncomfortable.
It was like something vitally important was slightly off-kilter. But before she could properly register it—
Tzzzt—
the monitor in front flickered on, and the figure on the screen addressed her.
"Hello. Lucy, right? Nice to meet you."
It was a soft, natural tone. The moment she heard that voice, the discomfort pricking at her mind vanished like a lie.
"I'm your senior, here to guide you through the exam.
The Association has regular staff mixed in with Magical Girls, so it can be confusing.
Anyone who calls themselves a 'senior' from now on is definitely a Magical Girl.
Some are untransformed when off-duty, so... don't get it wrong."
"Yes..."
She answered naturally, but the instant the words left her mouth, her mind cleared to an unnatural degree.
The discomfort and unease she'd felt moments ago vanished without a trace, as if they'd never existed.
The senior on the monitor smiled gently.
"Good. You're doing great.
No need to be tense. Everyone's like this at first.
Alright, first question.
**** is ***, right? You agree?"
She nodded without a second thought.
...Why had she nodded?
What had she even agreed to?
"Okay, next question.
How often do you masturbate normally?"
The sudden question wasn't hard to answer.
"About twice a month."
Oddly, even though it was just easy back-and-forth, a sense of shame started creeping in. But answering a senior's questions honestly was common sense, no matter what they asked.
"Really? Then show me here."
"...Yes."
She naturally lifted her skirt to show her panties, then hesitantly brought her hand over them. The senior burst out laughing at the sight and spoke again.
"Haha, you're more innocent than you look. You have to pull your panties down too."
At the senior's words, she tugged her panties down with one hand while bringing the other to her crotch. But being new to this, she couldn't go any further.
"Sigh, still not enough, huh? **** will be here soon."
The senior grumbled for a moment before saying firmly,
"Just strip completely. You have to be naked for the physical exam.
Ah, keep the transformation up, so wear the minimum and redo it with the dumbest expression you can muster for ****."
Right. She had to strip for the physical anyway. She should've come in naked from the start. The senior was experienced, pointing out things she hadn't considered. Following the instructions, she sent her uniform—minus the brooch on her chest, gloves, and thigh-highs—back via magic.
But exposing her pussy was still embarrassing, so she couldn't masturbate with her hands and just stood there awkwardly.
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"Senior? Sorry. I'm really new at this..."
But no response came from the monitor. After holding the awkward, shameful pose for a while, a different voice—not the senior's—came from the monitor this time.
"Hahaha, what a rare pure one these days. Lucy, was it?
This one's definitely gonna need some development."
On the monitor was a researcher in a white coat. His face was somehow hard to make out, but he was clearly a researcher. Having stripped naked at some point, he sat using the prone senior as a chair, fiddling with her pussy as he commanded Lucy.
"Alright, masturbate here like you normally would."
Obeying an Association researcher's orders was a Magical Girl's utmost duty, so she absolutely couldn't refuse. With the hands that had been covering her pussy, she slowly caressed the area, gradually building her arousal.
"Haa... haa..."
A little later, as her love juices flowed and orgasm built, she pinched her clit without holding back and came.
"Hnnngh...!"
Her barely maintained stance crumbled, and she collapsed to the floor, squirting fluids everywhere as her body trembled. She suddenly understood why the place felt damp—all the Magical Girls examined here must have done the same.
On the monitor, just as she climaxed, the senior—whose pussy the researcher had been relentlessly fingering—couldn't hold back either and soiled the floor. Used to it, the senior let out beastly cries, shouting that she was cumming over and over. The researcher, showing little mercy, kept her in position and said,
"Must be 'cause you're an old hag. Can't even properly educate with Suggestion. If another case like this comes up, you're scrapped.
Oh, and Lucy—from now on, think of whatever this sow says as me saying it."
After that, the researcher lost interest, made the senior clean his love-juice-coated fingers with her mouth, then left. The senior naturally licked up the fluids spilled on the floor and ordered Lucy to do the same.
Of course. A Magical Girl couldn't go around dirtying places. The senior was always right. Licking the floor, she felt proud again to be a Magical Girl.
'Wait... did I always clean like this?'
A small doubt surfaced, but before she could dwell, the senior—who had finished cleaning with her mouth—addressed her again.
"No signs of activation yet, so it's not mental defense magic.
Now for the real exam. A test necklace will come down first—put that on."
As the senior continued, the doubt she'd just harbored faded instantly, meaningless. Soon, the ceiling parted slightly with a thin metallic scrape.
Something long and slender slowly descended from above.
'Necklace...?'
No, it was more like a mechanical collar for the neck. At the bizarre sight, she hesitated to reach out.
'Why do I have to wear this?
And why on the neck for an exam?'
In that moment, a sharp unease stabbed her mind.
And almost simultaneously, the senior's voice swept it away completely.
"Grab it. And put it on your neck."
Lucy caught the device with both hands. It fit perfectly, like it belonged there. Slowly, naturally, she fastened it around her neck.
Click—
The moment it touched, the metal seams locked tight on their own. The senior on the monitor smiled pleasedly.
"Very good. It'll be a bit uncomfortable, but bear with it—it's necessary."
Soon, the device firmly fixed around Lucy's neck pulled her up. As her neck was yanked upward, she instinctively went on tiptoes to breathe, barely balancing to avoid choking.
"Guh..."
As she struggled without standing properly, something popped from inside the device.
The next instant, faint pain seeped into her nape—like a needle piercing skin.
"Wh-what is th—"
"Good. Continuing. Freeze mode."
The senior's voice on the monitor was still soft, but she no longer felt the prior comfort.
Beep—
A small signal only she could hear rang out. Simultaneously, all strength drained from below her neck.
Her tiptoe-balanced legs gave out, collapsing, and the pressure on her neck made urine leak out uncontrollably.
"Kuhk!"
"Not nerves or body reinforcement either—Control Chip implanted successfully.
Your magic doesn't seem to be a simple type... Let's register your barcode first."
She writhed in shame and pain, but her body wouldn't obey. Watching her, the senior on the monitor prepared the next step without a hint of disturbance.
Soon, a new device whirred, a cold mechanical tone brushing her nape. Lucy could only accept the barcode being etched into her skin with her immobilized body.
"Kek..."
"Looks nice. If anyone asks for your info from now on, just show them that.
Ah, now entering restraint phase, so don't freak out too much."
No sooner had she said it than panels in the floor and walls opened, thin but sturdy-looking frames and mechanical arms emerging.
The arms first corrected her posture. They extended her arms straight up and lifted her legs into a shameful M-shape.
Then, the frames bent smoothly like magic, encasing her in that exact pose.
Click.
They connected with ruthless precision. Lucy's body was rigidly fixed inside the sturdy iron frame, trapped just like that.